Lionheart Club: S-level bloodline at the beginning, unlimited bonus points

Even though Fenrir is extremely thick-skinned597, Xia Ni still has many ways to kill Fenrir completely.

For example, a Dragon King-level chronic poison made using some kind of alchemy would gradually increase in toxicity over time until Fenrir died completely.

But that was just the last resort.

As long as there is still a slight hope, Xia Ni will not step on Fenrir's body and ascend to the throne.

"I need power! More power! I want to find out who killed Constantine!"

"A bigger storm is brewing. Compared with the awakening of those two guys, my current strength is insignificant! Their awakening is not far away!"

The soft gaze on Xia Mi gradually disappeared, as if she transformed into another person in an instant, and her whole style changed drastically.

The pair of pure golden eyes were as blazing as the sun, and in the deepest part of the eyes, there seemed to be golden mandala flowers spinning.

At this moment, she was no longer Xia Mi, an A-level mixed-race top student in the preparatory class.

But Jormungandr, the Dragon King Jormungandr!

The noble first-generation species, the king of the earth and mountains who holds "power".

Under the knee of the zero-generation Black King Nidhogg, is the most stunningly beautiful "Emperor's Daughter".

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Several time zones away from the flower gardener, there is a municipal opera house.

In the VIP passage, both sides of the corridor are lined with world-famous paintings.

From Vincent?

The scarlet skylights, walls and carpets, when the sunlight shines on them, have a unique beauty that is somewhere between blood and roses.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom."

An inappropriately muscular man appears with a KFC bag on his head, revealing two eye holes and a mouth hole.

The man is wearing a silver-gray suit and a rose gold watch. He has a slender figure and a calm, elegant and firm pace. He is fully qualified to buy Sean Ting's V brand travel bag.

Using the agreed-upon code, he reached out and tapped rhythmically on the wall on the side of the corridor, three long and two short, repeated twice in total.

If Lu Qingge were here, he would definitely comment: "Fingel, you are a big-tailed wolf. If you change your vest, I will still recognize you as a thief."

"Creak~~~"

A crimson door hidden in the wall opened wide, and a skinny old man wearing round glasses and a cowhide roll-brimmed hat appeared.

The supreme leader of the North American mixed-race organization, Yan Ling??

"come in."

Henkel was slightly stunned when he saw the man wearing a KFC hood, then smiled helplessly, nodded to the muscular man, and let him enter the dark room.

There are thirteen high-backed cowhide chairs in the room, and the chairs are filled with young people. They wear thick and simple silver rings on their index fingers, with different family crests and totems imprinted on the rings.

These people are all young people who have been carefully cultivated by Henkel and will be able to shoulder a major role in the future.

Coming from a wealthy mixed-race family, he is a new generation of elites, and he prides himself on his excellent bloodline.

But unfortunately, without exception, none of these young people with extremely excellent pedigrees can fully meet Henkel's criteria for selecting successors.

The one who best suits Henkel's critical eye is the man wearing a KFC paper bag, whose full name is Fingel?

Fingel sat down on the chair opposite Henkel without saying hello to any of the young people present, as if he had entered a deserted land.

"You always bring me surprises every time we meet. I still remember the last time we met was in a bank, and your face was covered with black stockings."

"Everyone who can enter this room is trustworthy and the next generation. There is no need to be so cautious, right?"

Henkel poured a glass of strong tequila and handed it to Fingel, with a kind face.

He rarely shows this kind of senior attitude, but he only takes special care of Fingel.

If it hadn't been for the failure eight years ago, perhaps Henkel would have retired and gone into seclusion, leaving the entire large North American mixed-breed organization to Fingel to take over the management.

"For safety reasons, now is not the best time for me to reveal my identity."

Fingel swept away his former decadent appearance and responded in a solemn voice.

If his good-for-nothing roommate Lu Feiming had seen this scene, he would have opened his mouth wide in shock and could have stuffed a duck egg into his mouth.

The current Fingel is like an elite among the elite, completely different from the good-for-nothing senior brother in Lu Feiming's impression.

"...It does make some sense."

"Back to the subject, I heard that Kassel College has achieved results that have never been achieved in thousands of years. The new school director Lu Qingge killed Constantine and obtained Constantine's bones."

Hengao raised his glass and took a sip, and said in a calm tone.

The atmosphere in the room instantly became solemn, and the young man stared at Fingel closely.

To be honest, this scene is a bit funny at the moment, because the KFC paper bag that Fingel is carrying is too dramatic to make people take it seriously.

"Ange does have a complete keel in his hands. Currently, some members of the school board and secret party elders want to claim the keel, but Ange refuses to hand over the loot to anyone."

"At the moment, I don't know exactly where Angers hid the keel, but I guess it's not in the underground ice cellar."

"If nothing else goes wrong, there is a high probability that this complete keel will be disposed of by Master Flamel and used in the 'Nibelung Bloodline Strengthening Project' to create a 'Hybrid Monarch' with combat power comparable to the first generation."

Fingel did not deliberately hide it. He was backed by artificial intelligence.

Norma's core runs the lowest level of the program, leaving Fingel with the super command, which has the highest level of privileges.

He is a genius computer hacker and very talented in mathematics. Fingel is one of the biggest contributors to the development of Kassel College's artificial intelligence technology to its current level.

Apparently, his highest pedigree rating when he entered school was only A grade.

In fact, if the bloodline evaluation standards of eight years ago were used, Fingel would be more than enough to be called an S-class super hybrid!

"... Anger, this lunatic, is planning to put all his bets on Lu Qingge?"

Henkel took a deep breath, feeling a little unbalanced.

This is so crazy that even Henkel was moved by it, because Constantine's bones are enough to create a new King of Bronze and Fire!

But Ange actually wanted to bet on Lu Qingge!

Logically speaking, it is difficult for this centenarian to truly trust a specific person. Even Fingel only gained part but not all of Angers' trust.

This is not in line with Ange's usual behavior. A reckless man like him who wants to ruin all the dragons should not trust a specific person.

"I don't know the specific reason, but there is a high probability that Angers made temporary adjustments and changed his original plan."

Fingel pondered for a moment and said in a solemn voice.

In the past, Angers' plans mostly revolved around Lu Feiming, but now it left Fingel a little confused.

He could only attribute it to the fact that Ange might have sensed something even bigger, so he placed a shocking bet on Lu Qingge.

"...From now on, focus on monitoring Lu Qingge." Henkel said softly.

"Understood, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Fingel played with the strong tequila glass. There was a curled up butterfly larva soaked in the light brown liquid, and he responded.

While talking, he took a silver vessel filled with fine salt and lemon slices, sucked a mouthful of lemon, ate a little fine salt, raised his head boldly, and drank a whole glass of tequila into his stomach.

Then he spat the worm loudly and forcefully into the silver vessel.

"...If you want to win over Lu Qingge to cooperate with us, where do you think it is more appropriate to start?"

"You have dealt with Lu Qingge, so you should know how he behaves."

Henkel tapped his fingers on the table, stared at Fingel's back as he turned around, and asked thoughtfully.

As a person of power, destroying your competitors is not the only decision, and it is definitely not the most appropriate choice.

Making the cake bigger and dividing it up to occupy more of the pie is the standard that those in power need to think about and measure.

So far, Lu Qingge's reputation is no less than that of Ange, and his even more fanaticism has shocked countries around the world.

With such a high-quality partner, Henkel does not want to exclude or suppress Lu Qingge, who is rising rapidly, because this will definitely force him into the hostile camp.

"Well, Lu Qingge has quite a few confidantes. If he arranges a color glaze, he might be able to gain some favor."

"If the organization decides to send a female agent to arrange the beautiful shark, I can sacrifice my personal time to help inspect the goods..."

Fingel turned to look back at Henkel, a little out of line, and saluted Henkel with an ugly and non-standard German police salute, then turned and left without looking back.

Henkel looked out the window silently, Fingel's figure gradually moved away.

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Kassel College, in Lu Qingge’s Nibelungen space.

Mai Shutoku's posture was casual and casual, lying on the valuable leather sofa without tears, looking up at the pure white sky with nothing in it.

The table nearby was filled with a variety of snacks and sparkling drinks.

Initially, because the cell phone had enough power and the clock could still run normally, Mai Shutoku was able to accurately determine the day she was arrested.

However, as the battery of her mobile phone ran out and no charging device was found, Mai Shutoku lost the concept of day and night, and her schedule gradually became chaotic.

In this portable Nibelungen space created by Lu Qingge, there is no day or night, only pure white.

Except for the refrigerator, sofa, trash can, relatively primitive large stone tank filled with water in the shower room, and enough food and drink to last for about a month, there is nothing else of value.

Mai Shutoku tried to find the boundary of this pure white space.

But I could never reach the end of space, as if the vast territory would never have limits.

Then there was nothing more. After realizing that she was completely cut off from the outside world, Mai Shutoku immediately chose to lie down completely.

After eating and sleeping all day long, the biological clock gradually becomes chaotic.

I even slacked off on the daily ninja training because I couldn't find the right tools.

No one spoke, there were no mobile phones, and there were no entertainment tools worth killing time. It was as if there was only one person left in the world.

"If this continues, I will go completely crazy and not even have anyone to talk to..."

Mai Shutoku pinched her increasingly rounded belly, and with deep resentment in her heart, she looked up at the sky and murmured to herself.

Due to neglect of exercise.

Her belly became bigger and fatter, with faint signs of a belly.

Because I eat those fried puffed snacks that don’t satisfy my hunger all day long, the only thing that can quench my thirst is sparkling drinks.