Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 79: Angers' true form is a 36D queen (Subscribe)
Masashi Toyama, who looks like a typical Japanese, is a teacher in the psychology department. At this moment, he looks nervous and stands outside the classroom with a medical suitcase.

"Judging from the time, there has been a resonance, right?"

Professor Manstein opened his laptop and placed it on the walnut table outside the door. The screen showed the scene inside the classroom.

Soon, the scene of demons dancing wildly came into their sight.

"Our college is not lacking in facilities. Can't each student have a separate classroom?"

Masashi Toyama saw the pink-haired loli waving the table and chairs, and shouted "Tata Kai! Tata Kai with one self-touch!"

He couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

"That's a good idea." Professor Manstein nodded.

"Professor Manstein, how many A-level bloodlines will there be this year?" The blond senior sister asked, looking at Xia Mo on the screen.

"Among the fifty-one people, there are nine with A-grade bloodlines rated by the principal. This is an extremely high-quality group over the years. After all, there is also an S-grade one this year. It's my turn to see it with my own eyes." Professor Manstein said softly.

He and his friend Professor Guderian have been at Kassel College for no more than twenty years. The S-level demeanor of forty years ago is also a legend to most professors at Kassel College.

The explanation to the outside world was that the S-class soldier committed suicide by shooting himself, but Manstein, who held certain authority, knew that this was not the case.

S-level, which one is closer to humans or dragons?
After a while, the students fell straight to the floor one after another, and their bloodline ended there.

Professor Manstein counted the number of people and found that there were ten people including Xia Mo, and these ten people were undoubtedly excellent.

As Long Wen chanted, several A-level hybrids also fell into coma.

Toyama Masashi secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the noisy little loli finally quieted down.

"Is this boy called Chu Zihang?" Toyama Masashi focused his attention on the cold-haired young man. He was silently shedding tears, but their tears were as sharp as a sword.

Masashi Toyama didn't know that Chu Zihang was half his student, and it was this psychology teacher who taught "Niten Ichiryu" in the college.

"Yes, they come from the same place as the S-class," said Professor Manstein.

"He can actually answer eight dragon characters. The purity of his bloodline is probably beyond Grade A. If it weren't for that S-grade student, he would be the student with the noblest bloodline we have found in the past forty years." Toyama Masashi exclaimed.

"Now, the Transcendent A-Grade student has fallen." Professor Manstein said calmly.

Only Xia Mo was left present.

People outside the classroom cannot hear the sounds inside the classroom, otherwise they will also experience the clairvoyance phenomenon. Manstein, Masashi Toyama and the third-year senior sister have average bloodlines, so they will probably faint earlier than the students.

But the professors can know exactly which dragon text to play at what minute and second.

Several invigilators, including Angers in the bell tower, stared in silence as Xia Mo drew complex and beautiful curves on the A4 paper with a pencil.

Xia Mo answered the ninth dragon text.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if Ange took the Triple E exam, the most he could do was nine dragon characters.

"I'm ready to go in." Toyama Masashi said easily, "Congratulations to our academy for having an S-rank student again."

At this time, Masashi Toyama noticed something strange. He was too nervous just now and overlooked a detail.

Xia Mo behaved quite calmly, and because of the examples of Chu Zihang, Nuonuo and the Russian girl, everyone thought that this was the situation when Xia Mo entered the spiritual vision.

Suddenly, Masashi Toyama's heart began to beat fast and he had a bad feeling. He and Professor Manstein looked at the screen together.

Just then, the girl on the screen looked up at the surveillance camera.

Those eyes that were as red-gold as lava, everyone who looked into Xia Mo's eyes could feel that her body was emitting an incomparable aura, like a natural disaster, blowing towards them.

The people outside the classroom were silent as a mouse, all trembling in fear at the pair of terrifying golden eyes, their bones shaking.

In the bell tower, the night watchman sprayed out brandy, and Angers had no time to dodge it. For a strong man like him, the Word Spirit Discipline had an impact on him, but it was by no means a suppressive seal.

The night watchman gasped for breath, holding his chest, and wailed.

"Is my fever at 100 degrees?!"

Ange reached out to touch his old friend's skin, and found it was burning hot, like a roasted pig.

"Water! Give me water!" the night watchman shouted, gasping for breath.

"Where can I get you some water? You only have wine and Coke here!" Angé cursed, looked around, noticed a bottle of oolong tea in the corner of the sofa, and hurriedly poured it into the night watchman's mouth.

"!!!"

The night watchman seemed relieved.

……

Before the coming of Ragnarok, humans will face three long and harsh winters known as the Fimbulwinter.

At that time, strong snow and wind blew from all directions and froze the earth. There was no sunshine, and the world lost its warmth and became bitterly cold.

But Surtur arrived.

He is thousands of feet tall, and when he raises his fist it seems as if he can grasp the sun in the sky.

With every step that Surtel took, the sea of ​​fire flowing freely under his feet would expand rapidly, never extinguished, burning the rivers and boiling the seas.

Until the entire surface of the planet is burned out, leaving the earth scorched and only ashes remain.

Xia Mo stepped on Surtur's shoulders and ran wildly in a wilderness filled with plague, ice, and poisonous fire. He burned into a dazzling red sun, shining brightly. Holding the slender and magnificent magic sword Levadin in his hand, he killed the gods, demons and monsters that blocked his way along the way.

There were corpses everywhere and blood flowed like a sea.

Xia Mo raised her head. Even if she was standing on a giant, she still needed to look up at the half-dead and half-green World Tree, the lifeline of the planet and the origin of all things.

The earth and the sky emitted a blood-red light. Only a handful of figures were left standing on the battlefield. The Doomsday War had come to an end.

Xia Mo stared at a black dragon, which was hovering over the World Tree, stretching its long neck, sucking in the breath of death, its jet-black wings covered with dead bones and corpses.

Suddenly, the black dragon and the fire giant looked at each other, and the golden dragon pupils carried incomparable majesty. But Xia Mo felt that the black dragon was looking at her.

Nidhogg chuckled, as if mocking Surtr for being a step late, but also seemed to be hiding more complicated emotions.

Nidhogg roared, challenging Surtr.

Xia Mo felt that Surtr was enraged by him, so she controlled the fire giant and threw out Levadin to nail Nidhogg to death.

The magic sword cut through the air, whistling, and the sword body was burning with long flames, like a meteor flying backwards.

Nidhogg roared, accepting Surtr's challenge.

The remaining surviving gods watched and witnessed this scene.

……

Xia Mo woke up.

She experienced the Ragnarok with the word spirit Surtur and got a glimpse of the truth in the myth.

Nidhogg, Surtr…

Xia Mo covered her forehead and tried to recall the Doomsday Battle from Surtur's perspective. The terror and majesty of Nidhogg were vivid in her mind.

However, Xia Mo was unable to recall some details of the Ragnarok battlefield. It was like a huge picture and she had only pieced together a small piece.

The fallen gods and the surviving gods, they are all shrouded in mystery.

"What a hassle." Xia Mo muttered.

Only now did she have time to take in her surroundings.

Still in the triple E exam classroom.

The music has stopped.

All the students fainted on the ground.

Xia Mo looked at the surveillance camera, indicating that the exam was over. Shouldn't she open the door with Open Sesame?

The door of the classroom was pushed open, and Professor Manstein, Masashi Toyama, and a senior from the third year walked in tremblingly.

Xia Mo greeted them kindly.

The three of them had stiff expressions and nodded.

The senior sister who had been very friendly to Xia Mo before, now looked at her as if she were a monster.

Xia Mo thought that she entered into a clairvoyant phenomenon when she was writing the tenth dragon script, and she didn't know what she did, which probably scared them.

Considering that she would not be facing a bunch of guns pointed at her when she woke up, Xia Mo thought that her pure-blooded dragon identity should not be exposed.

Xia Mo handed her test paper to Manstein, and watched him tremblingly put the test paper into the black password box and closed it.

Before handing it in, Xia Mo checked her answer sheet.

All ten questions were answered.

The clairvoyance phenomenon doesn't prevent me from answering the questions.

Xia Mo felt that she was a congenital holy body for the exam.

“Anything else for me?
Professor Manstein shook his head.

Xia Mo hummed, and went to wake up Renren, Nuonuo, Susie, and Chu Zihang one by one.

"Now that the exams are over, let's have a good meal." Xia Mo suggested.

Although Nuonuo saw that the scene was in a mess, as if a bear had crossed the border, it did not stop her from agreeing with the suggestion.

"Let's have a good meal." Nono said, "Whoever has good grades will treat us.

At the same time, the night watchman burned out. He slumped on the sofa, looking emaciated, and said exhaustedly.

"Even if you are actually a 36D blonde big sister who has a crush on me, I am not interested in you now. You can take my place in the swimming class next week." The night watchman began to make arrangements for his funeral.

But Ange ignored this group and even managed to make fun of them, which showed that he was not dead.

He replayed the surveillance video and frowned.

Xia Mo, who entered into the clairvoyance phenomenon, did not do anything horrific as she thought. On the contrary, Xia Mo stood quietly and indifferent, but people could feel her nobility through the monitoring screen, which made them feel submissive.

"The Emperor did not frighten Xia Mo, but aroused her resistance and desire to fight," Angers asked his old friend, "Is this possible?"

The night watchman groaned and said casually.

"Why not? Wasn't there a group of dragonborn who had a conflict with the Black King in history?"

Ange was stunned for a moment, then said quietly.

"I would rather Xia Mo unleashed her Word Spirit and blew up Kassel Academy."

He slapped his head and sighed.

"This is trouble."

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