[Dragon Clan·Chulu] Nibelungen Soul Relief Song

On the first floor of the principal's office, a huge oak conference table was placed among the bookshelves. Surrounding this table were pale old faces that looked like they had just been dug out of an ancient tomb.These people were hardly seen at Kassel College, each of them wore an old-fashioned black tuxedo, and wore an ancient silver ring on the little finger of his left hand.That ring is the symbol of "tenured professors" of Kassel College, and these tenured professors who have never stepped out of the academic temple for many years are the distinguished deans of this college, and they also laid the cornerstone of Kassel College.

Young professors could only stand and attend, and hundreds of people filled the not-so-large space.Guderian is one of the "young professors". He and his friend Manstein were squeezed in a corner, pinching their empty little fingers with great excitement.Only those who have been engaged in education in this college for more than half a century and have cultivated outstanding students can be awarded the honor of "tenured professor". However, the S-level student with the most potential is now lying in the intensive care unit with uncertain life and death. Here Guderian couldn't stop being sad again.

"Distinguished deans of departments, I am very pleased to meet you, but I am also sorry to interrupt your research. Because there are indeed compelling reasons, the report has been sent to you, and you must have read it." Anger said. Two black-and-white photos were projected in the air. They were the ruins of the South Railway Station and the Snake in the Atrium. The twisted aluminum beams and steel rails had an unusually hideous beauty, like snake bones that had been peeled off and twisted.

"From the perspective of physics, human beings are still unable to do it." Doug Jones, the head of the physics department, said in a low voice, "The collapse of the two buildings comes from the internal stress, which is a 'ghost-like' force. Once it erupts, it can easily destroy metal buildings that are resistant to a strong earthquake of magnitude nine."

"We consulted the design drawings of 'The Snake in the Atrium'. It is one of the only three grade roller coasters in the world. Even if an F-22 fighter jet hits it directly, it may not make it collapse." Alchemy Machinery Department dean Jean Gruss said, "But it is destroyed by stress, and the silent stress is more amazing than the kinetic energy of a supercruising F-22 fighter jet, so that kind of stress is 'ghostly'."

"The only one who can control this kind of 'ghost-like' stress is the king of the four kings... the king of the earth and the mountain!" The speaker was Blair Bitner, the head of the mathematics department, known as the "King Solomon of the mathematics world" man.

"He is the master of the earth, and he has the power of the element 'earth'. He is the most powerful dragon in the world, and his father is the great black king Nid Hogg." Anger said softly , "According to the prophecy, after the king of bronze and fire, the king of earth and mountains is about to wake up."

"Mr. Principal, I have a question about the photo you just provided." A young professor raised his hand, "The 'Snake in the Atrium' has not been destroyed, and it is still operating in Six Flags Amusement Park intact. "

"As someone who personally experienced that roller coaster that day, I can definitely tell you that it was indeed destroyed once, but it was miraculously restored again. There is no proof, let's look at the evidence, Six Flags Amusement Park Surveillance video." Anger said and clicked on a video.

At 7:19 on July 13, a roller coaster on the "Snake of the Atrium" left the acceleration tunnel, reached the limit speed, and entered a nearly vertical ascending track like a ladder.Suddenly, cracks appeared near the highest point of the track, twisting the track like a huge keel into twists.The ascending track cracked instantly, half of the steel rail fell rapidly, and the broken steel rail pierced the water pipe of the high-pressure fountain.The figure moved at high speed, and a boy stood at the end of the broken track, looking at the steel frame that hit the roller coaster head-on, his body erupted with incredible brilliance like a star.A miracle happened!The water column of the high-pressure fountain gradually fell back, the broken steel skeleton began to reorganize, the roller coaster reversed and entered the acceleration track, the boy stood facing the wind, his clothes fluttered, and a pair of red golden eyes full of compassion looked down on the earth...

The principal's office fell into a dead silence. The professors in the room opened their mouths wide and their eyes almost fell out.After a long time, Doug Jones, the dean of the physics department, stammered out a few words: "A miracle, it is simply a miracle..."

"He stopped the king of the earth and the mountain! He reversed the fate of a carload of people! That, that is the spirit of heaven!" The head of the Alchemy Machinery Department, Jean Gruss, stretched out his old and withered hand, and pointed at the freeze frame tremblingly. The boy at the end of the video.

"Open the door of truth, I never thought that I could witness this moment in my lifetime..." King Solomon, the dean of the mathematics department, straightened his back and sat on a hardwood chair, leaning on a black cane decorated with ivory in both hands, with flaming pupils It illuminated the face as pale as parchment, like a pious believer on a pilgrimage.

"Did you know? His amazing perception of Longwen is just like his mother tongue!" James Plank, the head of the history department, was in tears, and every part of his body was trembling. "Lu Mingfei, the first time I saw When you see him, you know that he is destined to be extraordinary, he is a gift from God, God gave him to us!"

"Where is the boy now? Angers, bring him to us! No, we had better go to him."

King Solomon stood up tremblingly, and the other tenured professors also stood up. Some of them were hunched over, their aging spines were almost bent into a circle, and some were coughing out of breath. There was a danger of suffocation, but the eyes of these old guys who had stepped into the grave with half a foot were as bright as searchlights at this time, and the fanaticism made Angers bow down.

"Please calm down, my friends." Anger comforted these old lunatics with a headache, "My student is now lying in the intensive care unit of the school hospital. One's blood, still in a coma."

"Poor child, why is it always you who gets hurt?" The head of the history department wailed loudly. He was the only head of the department who had seen Lu Mingfei. He remembered the good time when this S-level student studied dragon literature and wrote books with him. The old man felt sad.

"Don't be sad, James. There is always a price to pay for the pursuit of truth, just like the Son of God who sacrificed himself to save the world." King Solomon patted his old friend on the shoulder, "Let us wait for his awakening together."

"Okay, honorable deans, we must turn our grief into strength." Anger clapped his hands, "This meeting is a battle preparation meeting, and I'm here to tell you that the highest level of dragon danger warning It has been sent to the whole world. A new war is about to begin."

After hearing what Angers said, the tenured professors and the young professors put their hands on their chests together, and said in a solemn voice: "Goodness must overcome evil. Wherever light goes, darkness cannot hide."

Chu Zihang woke up suddenly, covered in sweat.He just had a nightmare, the content was too tragic, too tragic to bear to recall.Looking around, he found himself lying in a ward, with the afternoon sun shining on his face through the white gauze curtains, Angers was sitting by his bed, peeling a pear.

"You have been in a coma for five days." Angers handed the peeled pear to him, "falling into the water from a height of 200 meters, the pressure on the body is the same as hitting the concrete floor, and I am really surprised that you survived Don’t lament your tenacious vitality.”

"Principal?" Chu Zihang was a little surprised, he suddenly remembered something, "Mingfei...how is he?"

Anger turned sideways, only then did Chu Zihang realize that there was another patient in the ward.Lu Mingfei was lying on a hospital bed by the window wearing an oxygen mask, with electrodes attached to his chest, and an infusion tube inserted into his arm. Various medical instruments beside him made beeping sounds.

"He is out of danger, and the reason for his coma is the backlash of the spirit of speech. At Six Flags Amusement Park, he cast a certain top-secret spirit of speech, at the cost of sacrificing one-third of the blood in his body." Ang Re looked at Chu Zihang, "You are very brave. Your posture of falling into the water protected Lu Mingfei. You had fractures all over your body and he basically didn't suffer any trauma."

Chu Zihang was a little dazed when he heard this, and tried to move his limbs. Except for the ubiquitous soreness, it seemed that all the bones were intact.

"I'm also surprised by your body's resilience." Anger's voice was low and indifferent, "How long have you mastered this technique?"

"Two years." Chu Zihang understood what Ange said, "but he was fully proficient after the 'Bronze Project'."

"That is to say, shortly after you became the president of the Lionheart Club, you began to study the technique of 'exploding blood'." Anger got up and paced in the ward, "You concluded from the original files of the Lionheart Club Such a technique, right? But that's incomplete, and as a founding member of the Lionheart, I took away the most important part of it. It's amazing that you can re-deduce it all from the clues. You see why I took it Do you want to take that part of the file?"

"Blood explosion is dangerous. It seems that the purity of the bloodline can be improved in an instant, but it will make people very aggressive. It is called 'killing will' in the file." Chu Zihang said.

"Yes, the 'killing will' is a unique spiritual power of dragons. After bursting blood, the killing will of mixed blood will also increase. Although it can activate the dragon blood of mixed blood for a short time, the side effect is that you may break through the 'critical blood' "Limited" becomes "Deadpool", which is a kind of walking dead without self-awareness. Dragons do not regard them as companions, and humans regard them as enemies." Angers sighed, "This technique is the devil's , not only consumes your life, damages your body, but also makes you end up as a Deadpool. Actually, you know that your lifespan will not be too long, right?"

"It was too late when I discovered this problem." Chu Zihang said in a low voice, "Principal, you are right, 'Blood Explosion' is a skill like an abyss, and it has slipped down since the first day it was used."

Anger threw a piece of information in front of Chu Zihang, "We already know about the accident that happened to your father on July 2004, 7, so far it is a mystery. But if you want to find out the past, first Gotta live."

"Understood." Chu Zihang smiled silently, "Everyone wants to live."

"Actually, you have already died once, at the bottom of the Three Gorges." Anger stared into Chu Zihang's eyes, "And you are still alive, don't you think it's strange?"

Chu Zihang scratched his chest subconsciously, he had an impression.During the battle with the Dragon King Norton, he clearly remembered that his heart was pierced, but he woke up with the scar. At that time, the Dragon King had disappeared, and he was floating in the river with Lu Mingfei.Why are you still alive?He also wanted to know why.He only remembered hearing Lu Mingfei's call in the dark, telling him "don't die"...

"Yan Ling Su Sheng, serial number 102, implants his own life source into the healer. He is a rare high-risk word spirit of the healing department. He should have used it in an unconscious state, because he wanted to save you and hoped to replace you The degree of death." Anger looked at Lu Mingfei who was in a coma, and smiled wryly, "Who would be willing to share his life with others? Anyone who uses this language is a fool."

The delicate and plump pear slipped from Chu Zihang's hand and fell on the clean floor, splashing the juice.

"Waste." Anger picked up the pear and put it back on the plate, then reached out and patted Chu Zihang's shoulder, "Maybe there is some reason why you despise your own life, but in order to cherish your people, you should learn to be kind to yourself .”

Anger left the ward, leaving Chu Zihang alone, sitting on the bed silently looking at the pear and Lu Mingfei's ECG band.

The author has something to say: Reminder: This article is written by Chulu colleagues. The story mainly revolves around the two protagonists. Irrelevant plots will be kept simple. Readers, please make your own choice.If you have any discomfort, such as "What should I do if the XX plot is gone", I sincerely recommend that you continue to enjoy the original works of Jiangnan, or search for other fan works related to "Dragon Race", I believe there is always one that suits you.Finally, I would like to thank everyone for not disliking the villain's clumsy writing and have been reading until now. It is all thanks to everyone's support that I can persist in the daily update for a month. Here I bow to ORZ (I can't find a suitable expression, sorry)

Although my heart is very tired now, as long as I can write, I will continue to write.No more verbosity, I wish readers a happy meal (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～