The Spirit World

Chapter 403 Possible Coming

"I think this is simply impossible! How could Lord Longxu...meet an unexpected event..." Pylos slammed the table with his hand.

No matter how much you think about it, this is impossible and it shouldn't be done.

It's more unbelievable than angry.

His hands were shaking, causing the water on the table to splash and shake.

"Are you sure the news is reliable?" Malena asked the panting man who was drinking water rapidly.

"Yes..." The man was sweating all over and breathing heavily, but now he was standing there, gently pressing his chest to promote smooth breathing.

"This is a secret report from the front line... Commander Skarner's operation may be delayed..." The man looked at Marlena and said with certainty. He didn't look sad, only uncomfortable from running for too long: "Captain Kraft is rushing to Wenti County."

"Really! It's so terrible!" Malena sat down sadly. Her brown hair looked messy. She scratched her head inadvertently. This matter gave her a headache.

Skarner sat in his seat and listened to all this, as usual, without saying a word. He looked at Pylos and held his hand to his nose. This matter was much worse than he had imagined.

"Where is the murderer? Assassination? Or..." Tang Zilong looked at the man and straightened his legs. His tone was frighteningly light. Although he did not mention other ways of death, this incident might not have excited him enough because it sounded like a fake.

Everyone knows.

Ao Chen, the Dragon Bearded Man, is an ancient dragon.

[Ancient Dragon] - Horns like a deer, head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, neck like a snake, belly like a clam, scales like a fish, claws like an eagle, paws like a tiger, ears like an ox. There are 81 scales on its back, which is the number of 99 yang. Its sound is like the sound of a copper plate. There are whiskers beside its mouth, a pearl under its chin, and reverse scales under its throat. There is a Boshan on its head, also known as a Chimu. A dragon cannot ascend to heaven without a Chimu. It can turn its breath into clouds, and can turn water into fire.

Legend has it that this group knows the mysteries between heaven and earth and absorbs the purest essence between heaven and earth. To put it bluntly, the ancient dragons are full of treasures.

Being strong is inevitable.

Although he is old, Longxu Gong is still able to serve as a powerful ally of the empire, maintaining a delicate balance between the races that support and confront each other.

As the last ancient dragon that did not leave the human race and live far away in the sky, Lord Longxu not only stands on the side of the slightly weaker principality, but also has the reputation of being the "only remaining Old Testament spirit" ambassador of peace.

In the Principality, this is known to everyone. His death has not yet been announced, but those who hear about it now will mourn for it, and their momentary joy will be shattered by it.

The delicate balance between the empire and the principality has a long history, and although the greatest credit cannot be imposed on Lord Longxu, when Lord Longxu stands in the middle, he represents the position of the ancient dragon clan and is an important bargaining chip for peace.

Peace is something like

Just keep the delicate balance of the scale. If one side of the scale tilts, there is no need to think logically about everything that happens next. In fact, the more you do to remedy the situation, the worse things will become. It's like you can never find the right weight, and you can only add or subtract, and you will never achieve balance again.

If you want to balance it again, you can only destroy the scale, redefine the two sides of the scale, or even destroy it.

The most terrifying thing is being used by people with ulterior motives... Not to mention that they are just hoping for chaos in the world, even if it is widely publicized, it will be enough to make peace-loving people run around telling others and worry.

“It wasn’t an assassination… We only found his body… not Longxugong’s head…” The man felt much better and finally stopped breathing loudly.

"If Longxu Gong died... no matter if they were ancient dragons or giant dragons, their bodies would turn into mountains full of spiritual energy after they died. It's obvious that the person who killed him knew this and took his head away..."

Pylos was still angry and looked at the messenger unwillingly: "Geralt, can you tell me more specific details?"

"Okay... Professor Pylos." Geralt took a deep breath and was now completely fine.

"Lord Longxu was resting in the camp. As you know, Professor Pylos, low-level monsters are rampant in Wenti County now, and many secondary demons are in urgent need of purification. Lord Longxu is already very tired... so none of us dared to disturb Lord Longxu's rest. But Lord Longxu didn't seem to have such intentions. He proposed to go out for a walk by himself... We all disagreed... Although we didn't dare to think that such a thing would happen... but the most basic protective measures had to be taken. However, Lord Longxu insisted on going alone, and told us not to follow him casually. He wanted a quiet environment."

"Then what? You really didn't follow him?" Tang Zilong didn't seem to care about what Longxugong said. It was obvious that he thought that no matter what, Longxugong was such an important person. Although he said that he wanted to be alone and didn't want to be disturbed, it was obvious that he shouldn't be listened to. This was not a question of respect or not, but a question of importance or not. He felt that he needed to know what was important and what was not.

However, even if I think about it this way, it still feels a bit like hindsight. No matter what, the established facts cannot be changed. When Tang Zilong asked this question, it seemed that how to answer it was no longer important...

"Yes... you know... Dr. Tang Zilong, we have no way to go against Longxugong's wishes... but if we knew something like this would happen, we would never let Longxugong follow alone." Geralt was a little embarrassed, but he continued: "We shouldn't have done that... It was an hour later when we found Longxugong... When we wanted to ask the captain of the first line of defense if there were any suspicious people entering and leaving the line of defense who had not been reported... They said that the captain of the team had been killed by an unknown powerful woman, and several of them had sent out a distress signal, but we didn't receive it at all. It might have been intercepted by someone... Now Wenti County has entered a high-level blockade again. Any suspicious personnel need to be reported, and they may even be detained by the Eagle Team without reason."

Pylos turned around and sat down with a thud.

Holding his forehead.

pain……

It hurts so much…

This severe headache is more terrible than severe physical pain. The future is unpredictable, and the balance between the empire and the principality cannot be really influenced by one person. But the premise is that this must not be made public and no one knows about it, including myself and the people here, and even the entire principality who know about this for the first time.

Geralt told himself that all the soldiers responsible for border defense had been replaced by the Eagle Team quietly, and this was done in secret. The guards of Wenti County, that is, Geralt and his other teams, needed to return home for absolute surveillance and observation. As a messenger, Geralt immediately went to the Royal Academy of Flandre to tell Skarner that his operation was cancelled.

"My mind is completely blank right now. I have no idea why this happened. Lord Longxu has worked hard for the principality. No one expected something like this to happen. He has ended up like this... There is no happy ending... Really!" Pylos hammered the table again.

After all, censorship is not something that Pylos can control, but as soon as he heard the news, he was furious.

This is not simply a bad ending... Behind this incident, the assassin definitely knew how important Lord Longxu was to the Principality. His death most likely meant that the Ancient Dragon Clan would once again stand in an absolutely neutral position. This was not the so-called neutrality with a peaceful bias, but an absolute impartiality no matter which side provoked the dispute between the Principality and the Empire, or a neutral party that would not care about anything. This was also the natural instinct of those races that were born with great power...

Who would be happy? Almost no one in the Principality would be happy to hear this bad news... but there would definitely be someone who was happy... and would be eager for the news of Longxu Gong's death to be released as soon as possible.

Peace on earth is something that only exists in dreams.

There is nothing unbreakable in this world. If there is, it is only the evil in the human heart.

"My mind is completely blank right now..." Malena also sat down dejectedly.

Tang Zilong sighed: "It has already happened... There is no way to change it... Think positively... At least many people are trying to minimize the negative impact of this incident..."

“Yes…” Malena wanted to say something… but she couldn’t say it in the end. She could only touch her hands, which were a little cold.

"This is impossible! Tang Zilong!" Pylos suddenly looked at Tang Zilong seriously, his tone was harsh, as if they were arguing. Of course, anyone with a discerning eye would know that he had not yet recovered.

Perhaps, this equally genius is thinking about something terrible in his head, or there is no way to stop him from thinking too much.

"This is not something that can be easily brushed aside, nor is it something that can be concealed. This is also not something that can be easily reduced like other things! This is death! The death of Lord Longxu! This is more serious than the death of any one of us!"

"Calm down...Pylos..." Malena urged from the side.

Everyone here is unhappy, not just him.

"I know! I know I should stay calm! But I simply can't do it!" Pylos looked a little scary, the kind of scary that comes from being really angry, the kind of scary that a man's anger can be.

"The dead cannot be resurrected... Pylos..." Tang Zilong also wanted to persuade him, but it was obvious that he did not like Pylos' anger that much.

Geralt drank the water silently and didn't dare to interrupt.

"You are incompetent now... This is not good for everyone... And the whole thing must be more complicated than imagined... We still have no way to confirm what happened to Lord Longxu." Tang Zilong tapped the table with his fingers: "Besides... Before there are many things to figure out... Everything should proceed as usual... Don't let those with ulterior motives take advantage of the situation... And don't lose your composure... Otherwise it would be too frivolous, even stupid."

"Yes... Pylos... you should calm down... no matter what you think of... you need to deal with it calmly... that's the right thing to do... only in this way can you participate..." Skarner also spoke, but it was just consolation to prevent him from making too many chaotic moves.

"I know, I know, I know..." Pylos also relaxed a little, but his face remained tense, and it was obvious that he did not know he should stay calm as he said.

"But Lord Longxu is very important to the Principality! We can't live without him! We simply can't live without Lord Longxu! This is certain! The future may be earth-shattering! Flando! Yes! Flando!" Pylos seemed to have a flash of inspiration, but because the change was so fast, the other people in the room suddenly didn't know what he was saying.

"Let's go find Flando right away! She must know about this! We must contact her and discuss the follow-up matters, otherwise everything might be ruined... I really can't imagine what will happen in the next few weeks... It is very important for us to be able to get through these weeks safely!"

Pylos grabbed his clothes and was about to run outside, but his train of thought and his quick reaction caught everyone off guard.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Follow me! I need your help!" Pylos called on them to get up quickly. His anxious look made everyone stand up suddenly. Although they didn't understand why, Skarner was the first to stand up and followed Pylos. They rushed straight out the door. Malena also grabbed the staff and ran out with them.

Geralt and Tang Zilong looked at each other for a second, and Tang Zilong sighed.

“A genius mind…is simply different!”

Tang Zilong quickly stood up, took the key from the table and put it in his pocket, and by the way, quickly put the mechanical dog into the bag.

"Geralt! You drink tea here, we'll be back soon! If anyone asks, just say we went out for a midnight snack. The reason why we didn't bring you along is because you just arrived! Remember that!" Tang Zilong gestured to Geralt, shook his white coat, and ran out.

Geralt didn't understand the situation, so he just nodded.

He opened his small eyes and observed this clean yet somewhat messy laboratory... The table was clean, but the layout was messy.

"Okay...that's great...sometimes I can go on adventures with you guys..." Geralt felt a little sad...then he drank his tea comfortably.

"I prefer tea...midnight snack...hmm..."

Outside the laboratory, four people were running like a long dragon.

"What do you want to see Flando for?" Skarner stepped on the railing of the circular staircase and moved forward almost parallel to Pylos who had no external force.

"Prophecy! I need to confirm her prophecy! But first, I need to find something! Something that can organize a war!" Pylos shouted loudly, and he was a little out of breath because he was running on the stairs in a hurry.

"War?!" Tang Zilong was shocked.

"War..." Malena paused.

"War!" Pylos roared loudly.

"You're awesome! Skarner!" Tang Zilong shouted excitedly, and with a flip he went up the circular staircase and followed them.

“That’s… terrible…” Malena gritted her teeth and followed.

Maybe... no one can change the past...

But the future is changing all the time...

(End of this chapter)