Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 324 Fate and Cruelty

"You are ignorant and arrogant. You may be considered a strong hybrid, but in the face of true power, you are not even as good as an ant. The so-called hybrids are just slaves who begged for power from the dragons a long time ago."

The boy explained calmly, without any ripples in his eyes. "It is true that humans have become stronger now, technology has flourished, and the art of words and alchemy has also improved a lot, but this does not mean that you can kill the monarch. A monarch will only die at the hands of another monarch, without exception."

His body became grim and terrifying. His small body was covered with iron-blue scales. His soft body became harder than steel. White bone spurs grew from various joints. His hands had turned into sharp claws unique to the dragon clan, and a pair of broad membranous wings spread out behind him. He looked like the Son of God suffering, or like the devil coming.

Ange stared at the boy solemnly, and slowly spoke to the students who were awakened from their oppression by his appearance.

"You guys go back and take shelter first. The area around Norton Hall is a safe zone. The members of the Executive Bureau and professors are on their way. The battlefield belongs to them."

Lancelot stepped out from the team composed of the Lionheart Society and the Student Union with a firm tone.

"Principal, we will fight the enemy with you!"

"If you stay here, it's not fighting the enemy, it's sending you to your own death."

Ange's withered face opened up a little. "I am glad you can say this, but only if you know how to advance and retreat can you live a better life. You are still very young and don't have enough experience and strength."

"But if we run away now, can Kassel Academy still be considered an academy for training dragon slayers?"

"Perhaps there will be no more dragon slayers in the future."

Ange sighed. Newborn chicks always seemed to be fearless, and they quickly cheered up after being intimidated by the Dragon King. Or was it because his appearance gave these children unnecessary confidence?

Before the students understood what the principal meant, they heard the old man, who had devoted his life to slaying dragons, raise his voice and say something that was deafening.

"Okay, stay if you want to, I'll cover you!"

"I can't let the students accept several years of military management in vain, go through various firearms and sword training, learn dragon history, dragon script, words, alchemy and genetic genealogy, and then tell you directly that what you have learned is useless. Forget this knowledge and re-enter society to start a new life?"

"Let these people who should have long been forgotten by history see what modern humans can do!"

"But remember, everything must be based on your safety. This kind of thing is not worth sacrificing your life for!"

"In fact, many universities do this, President."

Susie, who was also in the crowd, laughed out loud, "At least it's fun enough in Kassel."

As soon as he finished speaking, Deadpool and the humanoid dragons, who were frightened by Ange for a moment, pounced forward again. The black shadow rushed forward with a shrill wail, but the students who were still trembling in front seemed extremely brave at this moment!

Everyone turned into an indistinct afterimage, and the whistling wind was broken. The speed was so fast that it was astonishing. They either waved the alchemical swords in their hands, or chanted the ancient dragon language. When the clear sword light lit up, words with different effects also broke out!
The battlefield was in chaos. The words of the four elements of earth, water, wind and fire, as well as the words that were difficult to classify, all erupted. Even the Valhalla army, which had far superior bloodline and physical strength, found it difficult to defend against them. There were even several weak dragon-type Deadpools who suffered casualties.

Angers' "Time Zero" field actually includes all students!

Theoretically this was a huge burden for him, but the legendary dragon slayer held up his folding knife without a care in the world, his lava-like golden eyes gleaming, his heart beating violently, and in an instant his already excellent bloodline became even purer, and strength began to flow from his limbs like rich wine.

Blood burst!

Once, twice, three times!
His aged body regained vitality, he released and burned without hesitation, his body mysteriously disappeared from the spot, even the students who were also included in Time Zero could not see his movements clearly.

Time Zero is a terrifying word spirit that releases a domain centered on itself, slowing down things around it while allowing itself to move at a normal speed. Therefore, to outsiders, this person's speed appears to be several times or even dozens of times faster.

The most amazing thing about this Word Spirit is that it is the center of its domain, so there are no boundaries, and there is no range of the Word Spirit. Moreover, the stronger its bloodline and physical fitness are, the greater the power that the Word Spirit can exert.

Ange was once unknown in the secret party. He was in a coma for a year after the Summer Mourning incident. After waking up, he quickly gained a foothold and became the leader of the secret party. He was even able to defeat the Shadow Emperor Uesugikoshi, whose bloodline was far stronger than his, all thanks to this cheating word spirit.

The world became almost still in Ange's eyes, and the sound of the wind became slow. The sword left by Menech Cassel was a powerful alchemical weapon, which could even penetrate the body of the first generation. The blade carried the Philosopher's Stone, which might not be useful against the dragon type, but for the human type with a much different size, it could kill as long as it hit the vital point!

The boy ignored the sneaky speed, with mockery in his clear eyes, as if he saw a breeze trying to blow out the sun. His gaze never changed, or was it because of the adjustment of time zero that the change seemed too slow?
The knife light was so fast that it was almost invisible, and it appeared in front of the boy the moment Ange's body disappeared.

Ding--

The boy didn't move a finger, and there was still a condescending mockery in his eyes, but the folding knife's attack failed!

A Japanese sword with a blade as clear as water blocked the folding knife amid the clash of metal and metal. The blade had an electric-shaped pattern called "Inazuma".

The one holding the knife was the "adjutant" in the army. He was wearing a mask like the one worn by ancient Egyptian kings when they were buried, and he should have a strong presence. However, because the Dragon King captured everyone's attention, he became as silent as a ghost. But just when Angers attacked, this inconspicuous ghost stopped the folding knife and stopped "Time Zero".

His word spirit is also "Time Zero"!
Ange looked at the mask on the face of the man who blocked his way. His knowledge would increase with age. Even though he was not particularly proficient in alchemy, he could tell from his daily interactions with the alchemist master Flamel that the mask was a very high-end alchemical tool.

"Connect" and "Transmit"!
"Connecting" to the spirit of a certain being and "transmitting" the power of a certain being, wearing a mask means becoming the spokesperson of a certain being. The original body can transmit spirit and power through the mask, making the wearer its own "avatar".

Without giving him time to think, the adjutant began to fight back. He spun violently, creating an arc of light, and the blade flashed like a silver flying swallow, so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

In just a moment, the two users of Time Zero had collided thousands of times. Amidst the countless collisions, the sword light was as thick and sticky as water. If one of them stopped, he would be shattered into pieces immediately. Angers and the adjutant were like facing off on tree branches on a steep cliff, the two dancers on the tip of the sword neither gave in.

At the same time, the students discovered that the Deadpools' speed also began to increase. The other side also used Time Zero, and the speed multiplier was similar. In this case, they could not be the opponents of the high-level Deadpools and the humanoid ancient dragons!
"A boring fight."

The boy stepped over the two shadows of the clashing swords with annoyance. His movements did not slow down, but were instead graceful. The time zero domain was actually ineffective in front of him!
The domain of the king cut through the domain of Time Zero like a sword cutting through butter. An oppressive force from the deep sea slowed down Angers' movements, and the devil-like claws were about to grab his throat. The azure flame suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and the scorching breath forced the boy's attack back. At the same time, the students who were about to fall into a disadvantage suddenly felt that their bodies became lighter, as if the wind and airflow that blocked them except Time Zero also disappeared, and their speed was raised again. One by one, they narrowly avoided the claws and teeth of Deadpool and the humanoid dragons and were able to hold on again.

The boy took a few steps back, his eyes wavering for the first time. "Norton's followers, and Odin's... offspring? There is such a thing. How did he break through the limitations of the first generation and give birth to offspring?"

There was a spatial fluctuation in front of the school gate, and three figures slowly emerged from the void. The clear lights of Murasame and Dick Tudo cut through the darkness, as did the lights of mobile phones.

Chu Zihang and Caesar each appeared with an alchemical weapon in their hands, standing at a distance from each other, but the expressions on their faces were different. The former was murderous like a furious King Kong, and it seemed that all the emotions in his body had exploded, while the latter was expressionless, having lost his former heroic vigor and ambition, as if all the bones and pride in his body had been pulled out, and he had woken up from a dream.

The expressions of the two were rich enough to act out a tragic drama, which made people know at a glance that something extraordinary had happened and gave rise to endless reverie. However, the last scene where Finkel shyly twisted his body and put his lips on the screen made this appearance lose its proper standard and diluted the serious atmosphere.

"It's Chu Zihang!"

"And Caesar!"

"And Finn the dog!"

Finkel, who was holding the phone, opened his eyes and lost control of his expression. He couldn't help but complain, "Hey, hey, hey, this is too much. Why do you change your name when it comes to me?"

"Pooh!"

The students who were about to fall into a disadvantage did not even have time to spit. They simply used onomatopeia and devoted themselves to the battle again, continuing to cut Deadpool's terrifyingly hard body with the alchemical sword.

The gap between them and the opponent was too big. Even with an extra layer of buff, they could only rely on dodging to barely maintain the front line.

"This is the battlefield suitable for us?"

There was no time to marvel at how Lu Ke managed to get them back to Kassel College in Chicago, USA from the Snake Eight Family Shrine in Tokyo, Japan in an instant. After realizing the situation on the battlefield, Chu Zihang immediately entered combat status.

His eyes scanned the battlefield, observing the battle situation, his gaze suddenly froze when he noticed two flying figures, and his breathing began to become rapid. He saw the alchemical sword that splashed rain every time it was swung, it was Murasame, he had an identical sword in his hand!

The memories that I always recall on rainy days are so clear that they seem to be right in front of me: Shilan Middle School, the viaduct, the rainstorm "Dandelion", Maybach, the black shadow, Odin... In the end, everything is frozen in the back of the man holding Murasame and rushing towards the throne of God.

"Hey, God! Open sesame!"

The man’s last words seemed to still echo in his ears. Chu Zihang clenched his trembling hands, picked up Murasame and rushed towards the battlefield between Angers and the other man.

……

Strong winds surrounded Caesar, causing his body to float in the air. A huge tornado rose into the sky. The voice of the wind demon was heard in the wind. The messenger turned into a blood-red god of death and began to restrict and attack the enemy.

Caesar, the creator of the Word Spirit, silently stood in front of the Dragon King.

"Son of Odin, your father and I have a temporary alliance."

The boy frowned and looked at him, raising his palm to reveal a bloodstain that had not healed. "But that doesn't mean I can't hurt you. Get out of the way and leave here."

Caesar remained silent, just staring at the boy with his red-gold eyes, as if everything the boy said had nothing to do with him.

The boy sighed with regret and looked at Caesar with pity. "You are not a human, nor a dragon, nor even a hybrid. The closest creature to you is the sacrifice of humans to dragons in ancient times to steal their power. But you still don't belong to that category."

"The first generation was originally unable to give birth to offspring. Odin did it, but it is by no means an easy thing to replicate. You don't have and won't have anyone like you in this world. No one will accept you. Do you think you can have a chance to rejoin by helping humans? No, your bloodline destined you to be an alien from the beginning."

Caesar pursed his lips, suddenly remembering his mother's words when he was a child. She stroked Caesar's head lovingly and let out a heavy sigh.

"My Caesar is a kind child... But the world is so cruel. What's the use of your kindness?"

Yes, the world is really cruel.

He originally thought that he had a scumbag father whose life and death had nothing to do with him, but that man suddenly turned into the Dragon King Odin, and it seemed that he had some grudge against Chu Zihang, who was still considered a friend.

He also went from being an excellent dragon slayer whose mission was to kill dragons to a target to be killed. He always thought that he was the most special one, but when he really became the most special one, he suddenly felt an unprecedented panic.

After this battle, how should he face his former friends in various identities? How should he establish himself in this world? Will they accept an alien? If so, to what extent? Will they restrict his activities? Confine him? Or put him on a research platform?

The storm surrounding Caesar became more violent. After a moment of silence, he slowly exhaled and looked down at the boy coldly.

"I am not the offspring of Odin. My mother was an ordinary woman. She is the whole of my life. She is dead. The biological origin is not important. Whether it is Gattuso or Odin, Caesar will always be Caesar."

"Why lie to yourself?"

The boy shook his head. "I didn't want to kill you. Odin might go crazy. But it's okay. If he breaks the agreement, he will be retaliated by the blood oath and lose some of his power. This is also good for me."

He looked up at the sky, which was dark, and his tone became vague. "When I was born, it was raining everywhere. I got tired of it after watching it for a long time."

The lips and teeth began to close, and complex and ancient words began to be chanted. As the dragon language became more intense and high-pitched, the elements in the air began to riot, and dark clouds covered the entire suburbs of Chicago.

(End of this chapter)