Dragon Clan starts from digging the corner of Kassel

The spurting blood and brains flew slowly in the sluggish world.

Angers who pushed open the door had already turned his back on the bloody fireworks, walked out of the door of the principal's office, and faced the accompanying black rats.

"A group of...rats."

Angers stared at the group of beasts in clothes and clothes, and said coldly.

His pocket knife slipped out of his cuff, like a ghost walking in the cracks of time, and the muzzle of the pistol in his right hand was raised.

This man looks like a post-modern warrior, fiercely watching the beasts invading his territory.

After experiencing the battle with the Dragon King when he was young, the death of his companion, and witnessing the cruel and ruthless World War II that broke through the bottom line, this man who has gone through countless Shura fields, the murderous aura on his back is almost substantive.

The so-called "Sura".

The power to manipulate time and the power of demons flowed in his body at the same time.

After undergoing surgery by Li Qianyue, head nurse and head nurse of the Lionheart Association "Lionheart Relief Group", the power purified from Susie's demon blood is not purely the power of the god name, but also mixed with the virus of Pamish. Under the double effect, it seems to have an extraordinary effect on Angers.

This brought Angers into the world that Faus called "Second Order".

Even, close to the "third-order" field.

This man's sharp and ferocious gaze deeply carved into the enemy's body in this world where time was almost frozen.He recalled what Cutler said, two families in the Secret Party had defected to the so-called Dragon Blood Secret Party, and the rest were either neutral or had no time for him...

Angers couldn't help thinking:

The secret party he once trusted...is it so weak?

However, when thinking about these things, the "execution" that was already being carried out was not interrupted.

Calvino, a modern Italian writer, once expressed a concept:
The lion pounces on the hunter, and the hunter shoots an arrow. At this moment, it seems to him like a freeze frame in a movie, presenting an absolute time, that is, "Time Zero (Time Zero)".

The "negative one" before the lion saves, the "positive one" after the hunter shoots the arrow...these antecedents and consequences are not important.

What matters is the moment when the lion saves and the sharp arrow shoots, that is, the time zero position.

——This frozen world.

Regardless of the antecedents and consequences, it will be perfectly integrated into this moment.

Angers walks leisurely in the quiet black and white world like faded photos.

The time of 1 minute is delayed by fifty times, that is, three thousand seconds, which can also be said to be fifty times faster than others.

Now Anger has reached a higher level. His scale of stretching time is the same as that of Chu Zihang. One second is equal to 60 seconds, and the duration that can last has exceeded nine seconds.

But it wouldn't take that long to kill the rats in front of us.

Gunshots sounded meanly, only surrounding Angers' side.

The next moment, Cutler's adjutant, Siri, had a blood hole on his forehead, and the contents flowed out reservedly, revealing a harmonious atmosphere.

There are a total of 13 people in the team, excluding Captain Cutler and Adjutant Siri, there are 11 people left.

Everyone is a mixed race of B-level or above, and many of them are A-level elites.They were all cultivated from the secret party's own training institutions through various means, and experienced a lot of cruel training. Compared with this group of people, the methods used to train spies and agents during the Cold War were mediocre.

They carry munitions capable of fighting a small war. The armaments of Kassel Academy are undefended for them. When necessary, they can directly occupy a certain area and carry out a protracted war.

Not to mention the students who are still studying in the school, even the commissioners of the executive department have a hard time dealing with such heavily armed mobs.

— but for Angers, all it takes is 11 bullets, or 11 swipes of the knife.

The gap in strength is so great that killing an opponent has now evolved into a simple repetitive action.

With a time difference of sixty times, bloodstains slowly split on the necks of these people.

Angers had already raised the white handkerchief and began to wipe the jackknife in his hand.

"Time zero is not the real stop of time, but this is its cruelty, because people who are killed in the field of time zero will slowly realize the passage of their own lives... and it is unavoidable. "

After dealing with all the uninvited rats, Angers turned his head and returned to the door of the principal's office.

Then, time begins to flow.

Behind him, the sounds of falling to the ground almost overlapped.

The sound of blood spurting mixed with the sound of air leaking from the trachea, turning into a meaningless whimper.

A very small number of mixed races with enough vitality were still struggling to raise their guns, trying to aim at the demonic figure, but Schneider, who was expressionless, made up for the final sleep with a single shot.

"Dirty the floor of the principal's office."

Anger shook his head, "EVA, help me contact the logistics department and clean up the corpses of these rats."

A flat female voice came from the loudspeaker: "Yes, Mr. Principal."

"It seems that our actions have finally made those people unable to sit still." Schneider glanced at Angers who put the pocket knife in his sleeve, "How does the power of the devil feel?"

"It feels good."

"What I'm using is already a secondary product of the perfect result. The power of the devil and the Pamish virus have been neutralized. The existence of the two and the dragon's blood form a new framework."

"It's like... a solid triangle."

After thinking for a moment, Anger and Schneider looked at each other, and he said, "Let's fight side by side again, old friend."

During the previous Greenland ice sea operation, Schneider was severely polluted by dragon blood and could only rely on a ventilator to maintain his life.

But now, the power of demons can suppress the will of Dragon Blood, and his illness can also be turned around... And they also have a new high-risk word spirit called "Typhon", and they may be the best doctors in the world .

Knowing what he meant, Schneider did not refuse.

The man with the iron face just let out a slightly bleak sigh: "Li Qianyue can complete this amazing transformation operation, as expected of a group of old guys in the Secret Party who think highly of themselves and want geniuses... Unfortunately, we are now Chu Zihang has been lost."

But Angers just shook his head: "It's not 'lost', it's just that he and us have embarked on a different path."

"As long as he is still on the road of being an enemy of the Dragon Clan, he is our companion."

Schneider stared deeply into Ange's eyes, and once again saw the unshakable will.

Angers was a pure, untasteful man.

His sole purpose in life is to avenge the dragons, both those who have passed away and those who dream of becoming the new king.

For this reason, he can tolerate everything and give up everything, including his so-called dignity.

——Faos is not an enemy, but a force that can be used.

He thought so.

The man named Bu Shun was so lofty that it was hard for people to think he was human, but the students who entered Faos were all people who had a relationship with dragons.

To be an enemy of a dragon is the destiny of a half-blood.

For that godlike man, the "student" is his "weakness" as a "teacher". It was precisely when Anger saw this clearly that he almost welcomed Chu Zihang's departure. .

"How is the alchemy structure of the Night Watchman going?" Angers asked.

"There is no technical difficulty, after all, there is EVA. It's just that starting from the elementary alchemy structure is somewhat time-consuming. It depends on the two of them to make it, and the speed will not be fast."

Schneider took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, picked one up, put it in his mouth, and cherished the aroma of the tobacco.

If the power of the devil can make him return to his normal body, then he can smoke any cigarette he wants, and Schneider will naturally not waste this hard-won opportunity on pre-dawn enjoyment.

Regarding this, Anger just narrowed his eyes, and said lightly: "It's okay, if the so-called Dragon's Blood Secret Party is all such waste."

"I'm enough alone."

——This sentence is the final sentence.

PS: 24 hours all night, one day of sleep, and the weekend is gone.

PS2: There are still ten days, I think about how much I want to update.