MTL - C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons-v5 Chapter 10 Cleaner

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"It's all right, the general Wang has been killed by me."

Luo Yin pointed to the winged Deadpool corpse on the ground, so that Imani, who had just woken up, was relieved.

You have no idea how troublesome it is to catalyze a dragon-shaped Deadpool overnight, paint the king's general makeup, and then rush it to Cairo by air.

Luo Yin doesn't have the problem of lacking Deadpool now, this stuff is about to burst his freezer.

What hurts his heart is the dragon's blood and serum used to catalyze the consumption of Dragon-shaped Deadpool. But who made him roll over, it was a necessary price.

The awakened Imani felt that he was in heaven for a moment, until he saw that this was the only Deadpool extra who was lucky enough to be selected by Luo Yin.

In order to reassure her, Luo Yin squatted down and carefully cut open the bizarre Noh mask, so that Imani could see the thick blue dragon scales below.

He deliberately used super glue to stick the mask on, and what he pursued was a high degree of restoration.

Imani was a little unbelievable. At this moment, her mind is full of the image of the monster crushing everything last night. That suffocating pressure may leave her with a psychological shadow for decades.

Is this dead now?

"You fought heroically. Although this monster looks very strong, you have exhausted him to the bottom of the arrow, and we have successfully dealt with him.

The real king has been dead for a long time, this is just a copycat, acopycat. The clown came out of nowhere. "

The more Imani recalled, the more confused he became. Just in the situation last night, how could the "king general" be so desperate?

Could it be that he was unharmed on the surface, but his internal organs had been severely damaged by the electric current?

and many more......

"You are following me?"

Luo Yin hummed a little song to hide the awkward atmosphere, took out a pear from the fruit basket, and began to peel it.

If one day in the future, there is irrefutable evidence to rule out Imani's suspicion of being the Dragon King, he will definitely reveal the truth of last night and apologize. Susie's evaluation of this is that she is stubborn.

"So why are you going to hurt those people? To polish yourself?"

Even this was heard.

After hesitating for a while, Imani nodded.

"Those who do evil, oppress the weak, and harm the good, often don't get the punishment they deserve.

Rather than waiting for retribution, deal with it yourself. Before ending those wicked people, you must always temper yourself. "

There is indeed a fundamental difference between a child who grew up in a war zone and a new-age youth like him who came from a nine-year compulsory education.

Luo Yin remembered that when he was in his third year of high school, the most brutal imagination was to puncture the head teacher's bicycle tire.

"Are you looking for someone who longs for revenge."

He was all too familiar with that feeling. Just as Angers couldn't find Lin Fenglong and Li Wuyue, he could only dig up the ancestral graves of the dragon clan all over the world.

"That's right. I have to find them, no matter how long."

The girl pursed her lips and did not continue to speak.

These dragon slaying seeds seem to be very bitter and hated, making him seem like an alien mixed in.

"So, are you coming to Kassel Academy?"

Imani was a little surprised, shouldn't it be time to call the police and arrest her.

"Didn't you say you still need an interview?"

"It's just a formality. It doesn't matter if you are interviewed or not."

Norma has judged Imani to be a Class A. For such students, if there is no specific reason, he cannot refuse to enroll.

"Master Bassam he..."

"There is a big pension, and immigration is not a hassle. If you want to take care of other students in the gym, there is no problem, you can arrange it.

These are absolutely nothing to worry about. You are A-level, and it is not impossible to work hard to upgrade to S. This privilege is nothing. "

This girl still doesn't understand what kind of black-hearted organization the academy is. These convenient privileges are all earned by working hard for the wicked school board.

Oh, and he's also a school trustee. The school board is the best.

"A-level? What about you?"

"C, a very ordinary grade. But I am an experienced C, a C who has undergone four years of high-end education, and has already fallen out of the general C-level category.

Kassel College hides dragons and crouching tigers, that kind of qualified F-rank is stronger than S-rank, if you encounter it, you must be vigilant. "

Imani nodded earnestly. If the C-level who has practiced for four years is so powerful, then the F-level who has been practicing for ten or twenty years in a university may have been out of the category of human beings.

Luo Yin opened the ppt with a smile and began to explain Cassell's teaching purpose. Of course, it's Roche's revised version.

He had already decided in his heart that he would reject all the remaining seed students, those who were too naive and who had any doubts.

How can this small Kassel gather such diverse talents. The dragon slaughtering cause is really unbearable.

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Winter 2001, Greenland.

(The time line about Fingal is too messy, let's assume it is 2001)

The icebreaker was very quiet, and only heavy breathing could be heard from the command channel.

Disasters happen so suddenly that no one can immediately react to what happened.

"Salvage! Quickly pull them up!"

Angers, like a raging lion, woke the trembling and frightened crew members.

The last second he was arguing angrily with several school managers, and suddenly, it was too late. He lost his students.

He clasped his fingers into the table and looked around at the people in the hall who were dodging, his pupils a little out of focus.

Trap, it's a total trap. The people here, who are definitely accomplices of the "Prince" among them, contributed to this accident.

Who and who betrayed the secret party.

Obviously there are only divers, but the machinery on the ship can't pull back their companions, and even the entire icebreaker has a tendency to tilt.

There seemed to be a sea monster pulling the submersibles' bodies, preventing them from going up.

Leviathan, that nightmarish name came to everyone's mind. He hasn't left yet, and the Leviathan may still be around.

There was an eerie silence on the icebreaker, and everyone shuddered as they continued to retrieve the cables, listening to the creepy creaking of the machine.

Professor Schneider, he is still alive!

With a loud noise, several tons of transparent ice cubes fell on the deck, and most of Schneider's body, covered in blood, was frozen in the ice cubes.

No one knew what to do with the situation, and Schneider looked like a dead man.

The reason they couldn't pull the cable back was because the lump was stuck under the ice.

"Go on... go on... there are people down there..."

Half of Schneider's lip cracked like a cookie when he opened his mouth. His throat and cheeks were covered with dangerous cracks, and he could only make indistinct mouth shapes.

The ice cracked, and the transparent ice smashed into the sea with a gap several meters wide.

The six cables were taut at the same time and pulled towards the hull. The crew finally saw the real situation.

They were frozen together and buried in a huge block of ice more than ten meters in diameter.

The ice was so clear and transparent that the crew could clearly see every inch of the six submersibles' movements and expressions at the last moment of their lives. As solemn as a plaster statue in a medieval church.

Their expressions were so peaceful, as if they had seen the gates of heaven.

Except for the furious man at the bottom. His whole body muscles were glowing with a light bronze color, and he was frozen in ice at the beginning of the release of the word spirit.

He was about to raise his underwater rifle, but was forcibly stopped by the hellish low temperature before he could launch an attack.

Finally, someone couldn't continue to face such a situation and fell into a breakdown. The ship was a mess.

......

"We're still waiting for you."

He seemed to hear Norma's voice.

Fingal felt darkness around him, no light or sound.

"Everyone has been waiting for you. It's been a long time. We're going back to Greenland to complete the leviathan hunt."

Not a hallucination. He seemed to have been floating in the dark for decades, and suddenly grabbed the life-saving straw.

"Master Flamel is very worried about you. I think he has lost a little weight."

How is it possible, this can't happen.

Norma's voice stayed with him. There were other voices, and all his companions remained with him.

Maybe a month or a year has passed. Like the explosion of Genesis, Fingal heard unfamiliar, different voices.

It was his own breathing. Such a weak breathing sound seemed to disappear in the next second.

"Without you in the Student Union, I will be bullied by the Lionheart Club again."

"The college retains your grade, and it will still be grade A after you leave the hospital. But the money owed on the meal card will not be cancelled by the school board of directors."

"adam! You always like to call me eva, I don't know if it's eva or eve. Then I'll call you adam in the future. Haha, that sounds weird."

heartbeat.

Fingal didn't know how many such whispers he had heard, so trivial that it was impossible to make sense of them.

If written together, it's probably thicker than an encyclopedia.

One day, the weather was very warm. The cold winter has finally come to an end, and it is time to travel in spring.

Fingal finally opened his eyes, the light in the ward was so dazzling that his vision was blurred.

The body was as heavy as lead, and the pain made one want to yell. It's the kind of numb pain, and the senses have been dulled and subsided.

But at least Norma, eva, was always by his side.

Fingal tried his best to widen his eyes and saw a laptop and a matching projection device placed beside the hospital bed.

The bright blue light spots vibrated erratically, forming a vague image of a girl whose function was unstable.

The notebook played audio, and the colored lines on the playback interface fluctuated high and low.

At this moment, the world was spinning in his eyes, and everything became torn apart.

Fingal tried to smash the computer, but his body couldn't move. He wanted to get out of this nightmarish world, but he couldn't wake up again.

"They're all dead. Except for the crippled Schneider."

The old man's voice was as rough and cold as iron.

The cold white light fell on Henkel's wrinkled face, making him look like a statue.

"They wanted to hold your funeral directly, but I brought you back. The Bronze Throne is indeed an extraordinary speech spirit."

Fingal was breathing hard, the air cutting through his lungs like a knife blade. He organized his thoughts, but he couldn't accept this ending.

He felt that his chest was empty and extremely cold. When he looked towards his chest, he realized that this was not an illusion.

"I know a few good alchemists, and they usually make alchemy bullets for me.

Working with Flamel, they tried to make artificial organs out of recycled metals. With the treatment in the sterile room, it pulled you back. "

"Where's the Leviathan?!"

"No whereabouts. So is the 'Prince'. I suggest you don't look any further."

Fingal understood that he was useless. The old cowboy was always direct, even to himself.

The Bronze Royal Throne is the limit to keep his life, and it is impossible for his body to be as good as before, and he will go to the battlefield again.

"Leave the secret party and leave the Kassel Academy. The family will always remember this incident, and those who hurt others in secret will eventually pay for it."

Henkel got up, pressed the nurse's call bell, and prepared to leave the family's private hospital.

He was not used to facing such a situation. He couldn't bear to continue to see the once genius of the family become what it is now.

Unsure if he was doing the right thing, Henkel left Fingal on life support equipment and alchemy for the rest of his life. If Fingal asked him now for a gun and a bullet, Henkel would not refuse.

"Are the rumors about that kind of thing true?"

Fingal's mouth seemed to contain flames, this was his last hope.

"it is true."

Henkel knew what he wanted to ask.

"Let me use it."

"it is good."

Henkel calmly made a phone call and drove away alone.

Forty minutes later, he returned to Fingal's ward with an ordinary suitcase. Ordinary like going out to get some change.

"wish you success."

Henkel looked Fingal in the eye and took the artificial organ implanted in him.

He put a small piece of pure black bone into Fingal's chest cavity and buried it in his hot blood.

Depressed, painful roars sounded in the ward. The voice gradually became less human-like.

......

"Starting today, the future of the half-breed rests on your shoulders."

Henkel patted Fingal on the shoulder and told about the heavy responsibility he would carry.

For his height, he had to stand on tiptoe to pat his shoulders, which seemed a bit funny.

Fingal's body has fully healed and is healthier than ever.

He stretched and frowned.

"I don't think it's so strong. How many people has this thing killed?"

"94 people, all of them are of A-level blood. All blood is out of control and has become its food.

If you count the ancient Aztecs, there are probably hundreds of thousands. "

Fingal looked suspicious, he really didn't feel anything special. No tail, no black wings or horns.

"It's true. When I found this thing in South America in the eighties, it was only one step ahead of Angers. Very few people can beat him in speed."

Even two decades later, Henkel is still very proud.

"When I first discovered it, it looked no different from a stone. It was only slightly activated when it was stimulated by dragon blood~www.novelbuddy.com~ But now, you can see that it looks like a living skeleton, and even has temperature."

"Why does this phenomenon occur?"

Fingal is quite curious, after all, he has just merged what can be called "the ultimate in the world".

"You can imagine a devil in chains in hell."

"Um."

"He will break free of the chains eventually. This is destiny. Every time he breaks free, the power of the egg will become stronger, because they are of the same origin.

And the day when the devil is completely free, your power will rise to its peak. Only people like you can remove the devil from the world.

You are my cleanser of choice. No, fate chose you. "

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