Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

The airport alarm sounded and all aircraft were ordered to stop and not take off. Aircraft still in the sky were ordered to make emergency landings at other airports.

As the passenger plane that broke into the airspace slowly stopped.

The cabin door opens.

A silver-haired old man jumped nimbly from the plane, crossed a distance of six or seven meters, and landed steadily on the runway.

Wait until he has released his strength and stands up.

The engine of the plane behind him did not shut down, but turned around and left, taxiing towards the nearest runway.

It started to accelerate again, as if it was planning to fly away again.

"This guy is still so reckless."

Angers was a little helpless.

The last time Caesar and his men were sent to Neon, this jet had already been marked by the Neon government, and this time they were sent here urgently again.

Angers only thought of this when he got on the plane. Unfortunately, it was too slow to change to other civil airliners, so he just sat on it.

Angers sincerely hoped that the bastard pilot could successfully leave Neon and not be shot down by a missile flying somewhere.

Otherwise, another old acquaintance of his would have died.

As for Angers...

He looked around the airport and sighed.

"It's been more than sixty years since I last left."

The last time he came here, he was on a U.S. warship.

This time he's taking a plane, and...it seems he's also escaping from the police.

...

However, the development of things seemed to be beyond Angers' expectations.

There were no policemen surrounding us.

Not even a fighter plane showed up.

The jet airliner flew in a swaggering manner, circled in the airspace of Japan's capital, took off diagonally on the runway, and then rushed up to an altitude of ten thousand meters over Tokyo Bay at high speed and left.

He patted his butt and disappeared into the clouds.

The last time the Americans did this was during the Tokyo bombing.

Angers did not wait for the police or even the Self-Defense Force to come and arrest him.

Just when he was wondering.

Two figures appeared on the runway in the distance, making Angé squint his eyes.

He stopped and waited quietly for the two men to come over, his back as straight as it had been sixty years ago.

Until two figures that were very familiar to Angers walked in. The one wearing black was naturally Rody.

He stepped forward and said to Ange with a smile, "The principal is really fast, and the way he appeared is also different from ordinary people."

"I'm not old yet and can withstand some stimulating activities," replied Angers.

At the same time, he looked behind his student, at the tall old man who also had silver hair and a sturdy build.

Uesugi Yue!

He was also pulled over by Roddy.

Two opponents who had fought each other sixty years ago are now facing each other.

Roddy smiled lightly, stepped aside, and waited quietly.

Angé looked Uesugi Yue up and down, and after a long time he spoke slowly.

"You're not dead yet?"

"I should be the one asking you this question." Uesugi Yue rolled his eyes. He was wearing a black and gold wide kimono with a bamboo sword slung around his waist.

Although he is old and looks much older, his aura is still domineering.

"You looked like this the last time I saw you. How many years have passed? Can time zero still make you immortal? You old bastard."

"Old bastard!" Ange showed a charming and impeccable smile, but the words he said were very indecent.

"You're not dead yet, so how could I die? After all, my wish has not been fulfilled yet. Even if I die before that, I will crawl out of the grave."

"wish?"

Uesugi Yue did not respond, but looked at Angé deeply.

Tsk, it seems like his wish will never be fulfilled.

Angé noticed Uesugi Yue's complicated and strange look. His expression remained unchanged, but a flash of light in his eyes indicated that Angé was thinking.

Then, Ange turned his head and looked at Rody, who was observing silently without saying a word.

"Roddy, my dearest student, how did you find this old man?"

"We met over noodles."

"Eat noodle?"

"Why, I opened a roadside ramen restaurant, isn't that okay?"

“I didn’t expect that the emperor of the Eight Clans of Sheqi would end up like this.”

"Hmph, don't try to irritate me. I'm no longer the same person I used to be."

"That's right. You wanted to kill me before, but you couldn't. Do you want to try now and see if you can kill me and help the Eight Snake Clan to avenge their crimes?"

The two of them were at least three hundred years old. As they walked out, they spit at each other.

All the way to the airport exit.

Angé interrupted the meaningless conversation and raised his eyebrows to ask Uesugi Yue.

"Why, you also know that the Sheqi Eight Clan has been controlled, and you plan to step forward and resume the responsibilities that you have never fulfilled?"

It seems that Angers misunderstood something. It's because the situation cannot keep up with the changes.

Uesugi Yue fell silent.

Rody, who had been following Ange, spoke softly.

"Not really, Headmaster."

"Oh?"

Ange turned his head and looked at Rody with interest, waiting for Rody to say something.

"Master Yue is now serving me..."

As he spoke, Uesugi took a step back.

He just happened to be standing behind Roddy, who was dressed in black and had an indifferent expression on his face.

Subtly contrasted with Angers who was wearing a fancy white suit!

Ange's expression changed, becoming serious and profound.

He took a deep look at his good student and said, "It seems something has happened that I don't understand?"

"Well, it is, and it's a big deal."

"What's the big deal?"

"..."

“Dragon King——!”

Chapter 436 I am really Ultraman, I won’t lie to you

"Dragon King?"

It's like a conditioned reflex.

Hearing the words "Dragon King" would cause a stress response in Angers.

Rody observed that Ange's attitude had changed.

The originally free and easy old gentleman tore off his disguise, revealing his iron-blooded and murderous side.

Only then did Ange look like a schoolmaster.

A principal of a military academy that appears to be an aristocratic university but actually practices harsh militarized management and has more students who are like terrorists than normal people.

Only the strongest madman can lead many madmen.

People from Kassel College.

In the outside world, half of them would be considered geniuses, while the other half would be considered lunatics with eccentric personalities who are difficult or even impossible to get along with.

Only Angers, who has great personal charm and strong ability, can gain the love and respect of these people.

"Tell me carefully."

Angers said coldly.

He could sense that the outstanding student in front of him, who he was once very satisfied with, seemed to have undergone extraordinary changes.

The other party seemed to have revealed the lazy and casual face that had been disguised on the surface.

Revealing its terrifying fangs.

It's like a handover between the old and new lions, with the young and strong lions sending out a challenge to the seemingly old lion king.

In fact, Ange also realized that the young lion in front of him was just a disguised appearance, but inside he was an almighty king, a roaring dragon.

......

Roddy looked at Ange with a serious face and felt that with his current strength, even if Ange tried his best, he might not be able to break his defense.

"Jarvis, play the video for the principal."

Roddy took out a smart optical computer watch and put it on, then spoke calmly.