Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 282 Nibelungen Plus
"I don't understand."

Thousands of miles away, Norma expressed her inability to sympathize with Lu Mingfei's choice.

"Because he is kind."

Lu Ke was quite open-minded. "If you look at Lu Mingfei's experiences, you will find that he has always been a kind-hearted kid. Well... although he is a bit cowardly, he still has his merits."

"I don't understand why you are willing to help him. In theory, Lu Mingfei is your competitor. Although he is unlikely to threaten you, he is still a competitor. Why would you help him?"

Lu Ke said confidently, "Of course it's because I'm kind too!"

Norma: (￢_￢)
"Why, you don't think so?"

"how come!"

"That's good. Otherwise I'll have to copy Norma to my phone."

Luke returned to Norton Hall and calculated the time. It was almost time to start preparing for his day of freedom. He took out a dagger and gently scratched his fingertips. A drop of crystal clear blood like a gem slowly overflowed.

The blood was not the normal bright red, but had an inexplicable glow that lit up the entire room.

“The opening ceremony should have a performance to match.”

The blood dripped accurately into a groove on the floor of Norton Hall, and then expanded and multiplied. Its color slowly faded, and it began to spread in all directions like a snake along the alchemical patterns that had been carved and buried by Ruhua.

The route of the alchemical lines is like a lush vine. The blood branches out along the lines, branches out again, and merges continuously, and finally connects end to end, forming a perfect circular totem, like an Ouroboros biting its own tail.

"Using blood instead of mercury to drive alchemy has a better effect than expected."

Lu Ke looked at his healed fingertips and sighed. He felt like he was almost a moving treasure, and every drop of blood and every piece of flesh was a treasure.

The china in the closet, the cutlery in the kitchen, the portraits on the stairs, all made crisp collision sounds from all directions, and the whole house began to tremble slightly, and then the trembling became stronger and stronger until it stopped at the climax, and the boundless darkness swallowed everything in the house.

This is a miracle of alchemy, where symbols and elements create a realm, and the world forms a closed loop and begins an endless flow. In this house that still looks normal, time seems to be frozen and everything is isolated and blocked.

“It’s almost fixed.”

The only luminous object in the darkness nodded slightly as he looked at the stable surroundings. This was a space he created by combining alchemy and domain. It did not require any additional maintenance and could be likened to the "Nibelungen", the country of the dead in this world.

Although the Dragon Kings can formulate some rules in Nibelung, they are far from being able to control it. This space is more stable and can also be set up in detail.

"The next step is to arrange the details."

……

In the attic of the church bell tower, an old guy was lying on a sofa like a giant potato. He was wearing a rolled-brimmed hat, a pair of cowboy boots with spurs shining on them, and holding a bottle of beer in his hand.

The classic scene from "Scent of a Woman" was playing on the TV in front of him. The colonel played by Al Pacino was guiding Charlie step by step to observe the beautiful lady sitting next to him. She had brown hair, deep facial features, a pair of beautiful eyes, and a lonely and melancholy look.

"Hey, hurry up and strike up a conversation with her. You are young and handsome, and she is charming and lonely. You are a perfect match made in heaven. Go crazy while you are young. When you are old, you will become like me, who can only drool over the beautiful bodies of young girls by reading pornographic magazines!"

The old cowboy excitedly cheered Charlie on, even though he knew the plot would be the same. Lust knows no age or consequence, he just needs to rush in and get it over with!
He is Vice-President of Kassel Academy, Night Watchman Nicolas Flamel, Administrator of the Night Watchman Forum.

Flamel has a very high bloodline, and his level is S. His Word Spirit is [Discipline], which can restrain Word Spirits of the same level or lower than his own. He is also an alchemy master. With the help of the alchemy array arranged in the academy, his domain can cover the entire Kassel Academy and reduce consumption to the level that can be opened for a long time.

The reason why students at Kassel Academy cannot use their words in school is because of him.

Suddenly, Flamel's excited expression froze, his frivolous and loose eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, and he stood up and walked out, looking somewhere.

There was an area of ​​the school that was slipping out of his control, his territory was being eroded, something that had never happened before!
Flamel took out his cell phone and made a call with a serious expression.

"Ange, your good student is causing trouble for me again. Can you take good care of him?"

"Don't worry, old friend. It's no use worrying."

The cheerful voice on the other end of the line was Hilbert Jean Angers, the principal of Kassel College, a very charming 130-year-old man. His excellent dragon bloodline and "Time Zero" allowed him to remain energetic at such an old age.

"You also know that his student status is just a figurehead. I can't control him. Besides, he is not only a student but also a school director. Strictly speaking, he is the boss of both of us."

Yes, the directors are the bosses. Without their financial support, Kassel College would be difficult to maintain. And as far as he knows, when another director Elizabeth Laurent came to the college for an inspection some time ago, it was Luke who was responsible for receiving her.

A single man and a single woman are together. Both of them are good-looking, and the man is also a pervert. In all likelihood, they have had negative-distance contact and negotiated contracts worth hundreds of millions... The weight of two school directors!
Flamel sighed, and suddenly heard the sound of waves, people talking and the giggles of young girls on the other end of the phone.

He sensed something was wrong, "Where are you now?"

"Hawaii, you really should come here to experience it. The hot pancakes and Poke made with tuna and avocado are both amazing, and the beaches are beautiful."

"I just went surfing and performed a difficult trick. When I came back, a bunch of pretty girls asked me for my contact information. I felt younger when I was with them!"

Damn it!

Flamel was so angry that his teeth were itching. He knew very well that he could not leave the academy, otherwise the field of "discipline" would collapse, and then the spirits of hundreds of hybrids would be revived. If a quarrel or conflict occurred, the academy would be torn apart!
"I'm serious, Ange! There's a powerful domain covering Norton Hall. My domain has no way of invading there. Besides, it's going to be a free day soon, so the students will be crazier than usual!"

"In fact, he discussed this issue with me, and I approved it."

"Why!"

"Because of the Kuimen Project."

Ange's voice became serious, and his cynical smile just now had a coldness. Kassel Academy has always been committed to killing dragons. The executive department is always searching for dragon tombs around the world day and night. Recently, the executive department has sent four more teams to Tibet, Xinjiang, Greenland and Mexico.

Not long ago, Professor Mans' team successfully found the dragon tomb suspected to be that of Norton, the "Lord of Bronze and Fire" near the Yangtze River. The "Kuimen Project" was born. The plan is complicated, but it can be summarized in one sentence.

Get in the water, find it, and kill it!

"Luke is helping me pick out the best candidates for the mission. For this purpose, he is using the Free Day to conduct a 'trial'. Those who pass the trial will be eligible to face the great first generation, one of the four great monarchs, the Bronze and Fire King Norton!"

Ange's voice was light, "This is the highest honor among the mixed-bloods."

Flamel touched his head and said, "I remember that we had already decided on the candidate."

"Yes, Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki, they are the most outstanding students in the executive department, and even I am optimistic about their ace combination, but there is a problem."

"What's the problem? Their excellence is obvious to all."

Ange's voice was a little strange. "Luke reported to me that the two of them were having an affair and defiling Kassel Academy. Their crimes are unforgivable."

"He is the most filthy one!"

"But he is just an ordinary student and a school director. We have no right to stop him before someone dies."

Ange's voice was a little helpless: "Ye Sheng and his team are members of the executive department. After investigation, the rumors were confirmed to be true. The two did have an improper relationship. Now they have officially announced that they have been removed from the executive department and retired."

Partners in the execution department are not allowed to have personal feelings, otherwise they will become a great threat during the execution of the mission. Losing their lives is a relatively good consequence. If they disobey orders and act on their emotions, no one knows how big a trouble they will get into.

Flamel: "..."

Young people today!
"Then we can only pray that he doesn't go too far."

He looked at the gloomy sky covering Kassel Academy and let out a helpless sigh.

……

In the student union classroom, Caesar is holding a mobilization meeting.

He was wearing a custom-made suit, with two modified Desert Eagles and Dick Tudos on his waist, and he looked at the crowd below seriously.

His gaze carried a tangible pressure that made everyone who looked at him lower their heads involuntarily.

"I remember when I first came to the Student Union, you were a bunch of scattered and defeated soldiers, without ambition and drive, just like the defective products left in a store cabinet, inferior and cowardly, and you were suffocated by the Lionheart Society."

The old members of the student union were quite ashamed and lowered their heads, as if they were recalling the dark moments before Caesar came.

"It's not shameful. They are a long-established society. Even the principal was once a member of the Lionheart Society. Your failure is normal."

Caesar is a miracle. No one doubts his leadership. Within a year, he made the student union grow to a level comparable to the Lionheart Society. No one would believe this, but he did it.

"The Lionheart will follow the elite model. They will not accept people whose bloodline is not high enough, whose abilities are not outstanding enough, and whose hearts are not strong enough. You are the ones who will be eliminated. They will look down on you, laugh at you, and look down on you."

"But now it's different. With our concerted efforts, the proud lion has to lower its head and look at us at eye level."

Caesar's voice was sonorous and powerful, confidence emanating from his voice, and he spoke with great conviction, and the power seemed to be transmitted to every listener through his words, stirring their hearts and making them fanatical.

"I believe this is not the end, but just the beginning. Lionheart will not be our destination. One day we will surpass the lion and move towards the unreachable mountain top until the end!"

There was thunderous applause from the audience, and everyone looked at Caesar with passionate and admiring eyes.

"Freedom Day is an opportunity to prove that we are better than the Lionheart Club. They are trying to march into Luke's Norton Hall to compete for those three spots. What should we do?"

“Strive for first place!”

One particularly dedicated member cheered.

"wrong!"

Caesar shook his head and sneered, revealing an overreaching smile, "The first is only the basic requirement. Will anyone be able to enter the Lion's Heart? If we want to surpass it, we must surpass it comprehensively, let the lions see our ambitions, and let the lions know how far the remnants of the past have grown!"

Caesar snapped his fingers with great enthusiasm, and the door was pushed open. A group of strong men in school work uniforms carried black boxes and moved them in one by one.

"President, what is this?"

"A little support."

Caesar casually opened the black box, and a dazzling cold light shimmered in it. Inside were neatly arranged swords, guns, and alchemical equipment that smelled like banknotes.

The people in the audience were so excited that they had never fought such a rich battle in their lives!

"We cannot use real guns and live ammunition against alumni, but this does not mean that we can only use some traditional weapons in a conventional way. This is called using one's own strengths to attack others' weaknesses."

Caesar took out an exquisite box from the black box and gently opened it. Inside lay a crystal clear red stone that had been polished into a bullet shape. He held the red stone in his hand, looked at it for a while, and then put it back.

"I don't think I'll need this, but it might be a good idea to bring it with me as a backup."

His eyes were looking into the distance, as if he was waiting, anticipating the performance of his old enemy.

(End of this chapter)