If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 704 Dusk
The tide of light that besieged the lonely mountain and the college was receding. They once submerged the reefs and beaches. After the ebb tide, layers of puddles were exposed, and the land was full of mess and barrenness.

Something fell from the sky, like an exhausted petrel, crashed into the beach after low tide, splashing a small amount of water.

The magma in the cracks on the ground finally began to cool after boiling for a while, just like the spring hole was blocked and dried up by sand, the mighty force reaching the asthenosphere collapsed, just like the water pump lost power, the gurgling was about to The magma that filled the entire inner space of the lonely mountain began to fall back, and the flaming flower clusters that grew out also filled back into the soil.

Two figures fell from the ruins of the Hall of Valor Square, which was already in disrepair. One of them landed straight on the ground and was full of dust. But it fell into the residual magma lake impartially and splashed dazzling water.

After the light ebbed, Kassel College fell into darkness again, but this time it was not so pure. The thick dark clouds in the sky disappeared at some point. It may have been dispelled before the ultimate power, or it may be The moon came long after being inspired by the people on the ground. Looking up to the sky from the lonely mountain, one can see a transparent and clear sky and a glimpse of the moon's shadow.

After about 5 minutes or more, the dial on the clock tower was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly. The concept of time in the scorching and dull darkness was like a distorted distant view under high temperature.

When Lu Mingfei rushed to the scene from the direction of the church, he saw the frightening scene in the ruins at a glance.

Under the moonlight, the remaining magma emits a faint red light in the dark, which is unlikely to be a light source that adds a touch of heaviness to the dead silence, just like the red curtain closed after the curtain of a drama, without complicated patterns for decoration, just that It's red, it's shockingly red.

In the red light, a pitch-black humanoid creature was lying on its back in the cracked pit. As for why it was called a humanoid 'creature', it was because Lu Mingfei had a hard time identifying the other party's identity, whether it was the Dragon King or him. friends.

The scorched black shell was completely carbonized, covered with wrinkles like the bark of an old tree, and under his body was a pair of broken wings, the same scorched, the same withered, the fragility visible to the naked eye, almost imaginable There was a clicking sound when the fingers pinched it and broke it with a little force.

Lu Mingfei did not approach hastily, he tightly held a PPK pistol in his hand, which was given to him by the long-legged senior sister when he came from the church (Sake Toku Mai claimed that he was a graduate of Kassel College student), and he kindly instructed that if he saw that the Dragon King could still stand up when he came, he would make another shot. Although the magazine was not filled with the Philosopher’s Stone, the Alchemy Mercury Heart Bullet would be effective when the dialect’s spirit was broken. Can still cause fatal damage.

There is no dark green data on the shoulders of the scorched black figure, so it is impossible to tell, so is the scorched black figure in front of him the Dragon King?Did he need to make up such a shot?

While Lu Mingfei was still struggling with this issue, not far from the pit, a figure slowly stood up in the crack where the magma accumulated, and the flowing fiery red lava rolled down from his body and overlapped on the surface of the magma Stacked up and returned to flow, he stood in the river and gently looked up at the moon shadow in the sky, every movement was so soft, like a silent movie.

If this is a scene from a movie, then it must be a horror movie for Lu Mingfei. In this smoldering and oppressive ruin to the point that his underwear is soaked with sweat, he can get out of the thousands of degrees of magma. The one standing up must be the evil ghost among the evil spirits, right?
But why the face of this evil ghost is not as hideous and terrifying as Lu Mingfei imagined, on the contrary, it looks a bit delicate. Lu Mingfei's eyes like the boy next door make him relax the PPK gun in his hand for a moment. However, when he saw the lava golden pupils staring at the sky, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

A hideous gap in the boy's molten scales extended from the abdomen to the throat, and the shattered bones and internal organs were exposed to the scorching air in the opening.

Just one glance can almost confirm that he is not human, because in Lu Mingfei's cognition, no one can stand up under such a situation of injury, make a sad movement of looking up at the sky at a [-] or [-] degree angle, let alone standing The place is still such a compelling place like the magma river. It is not an exaggeration to say that this scene is recorded as a CG of a magical movie.

Lu Mingfei noticed the boy's back again. Compared with the scorched black-shaped big wings at the mouth of the pit, this boy actually has no wings. There were black shadows of different lengths at both ends, and from Lu Mingfei's frontal angle, one could probably tell that it was a broken membrane wing, but whether it was chopped with a sword or torn apart with brute force is unknown.

Lu Mingfei's eyes finally settled on his shoulders. Countless question marks represented countless horrors, and all the evidence revealed a fact——this boy's terrifying identity and unacceptable status quo.

The Lord of Bronze and Fire, Constantine, is still alive.

For a moment, Lu Mingfei thought of regret. He shouldn't have rushed to the battlefield so hastily. After shooting, he wasn't even sure whether he had hit the target. Under the extreme white light, he It’s like shooting by feeling, and the force of pulling the trigger is so slight that it can be ignored. There is no sense of reality from the whole shooting from aiming to the end. But there is still a voice telling him that he hit the target , this sound is also called "gut feeling".

But now it seems that his intuition has failed, just like predicting his ideal grades before each exam, he really shouldn't believe his feelings. According to Mai Shutoku, the bullet that hits and represents the end of the battle does not seem to be the same. Missed, the Dragon King is still alive and well, but his friend has become a coke in the deep pit, so what next?Should he be the one who becomes charcoal-grilled ribs?
But under Lu Mingfei's stiff gaze, the boy didn't have any peripheral vision for the third party. He stood in the lava and looked at the bright moon in the sky. His burning golden pupils were so sad and lonely, as if infected The air in the ruins was blown, and every burst of magma flowing around him was mourning for him.

In the deep pit, a sound that was crisper than the lava burst exploded, like the cracking of a bamboo joint stretched to a critical point, or the crackling of firecrackers after being heated to the extreme, but Lu Mingfei was more The thing I would like to use to describe it should be the silent extension when the bamboo shoots burst out of the ground after the spring rain, the soft clicking sound when the dull black bamboo skin is torn apart, and what is revealed after peeling off the shell is Fresh white meat that is tender and fragrant inside.

What surged up after Lu Mingfei was stunned was excitement, but what surged up when he actually witnessed the scene of the broken shell after the excitement was heartfelt fear—whether it is from the perspective of human beings or hybrids, nowadays What happened was extremely terrible and unreasonable. Trees under lightning strikes can sprout branches, but putting them on human beings is tantamount to violating the laws of nature and rebirth of species restrictions.

A field enveloped the pitch-black figure, and the powerful field was filled with a savage atmosphere. It belonged to a kind of creature that was considered by humans to be a myth, and it echoed the monsters in the Shan Hai Jing. This creature has unparalleled vitality. His majesty and terror can fill eight valleys and eight hills. He represents disaster, immortality, and eternal life.

In Lu Mingfei's eyes, the dark green data finally appeared on the shoulder of the figure that broke out of the shell, and his sight was only fixed on a brand new character that he had never seen before.

Yanling·Baqi.

Lu Mingfei only knew the myth. The ancient scriptures said, "Eight dragon heads, eight sword tails, blood-burning pupils, and clouds covering the body, it is Baqi." 'It came to Izumo from Takashi. It eats a girl as a sacrifice every year. It can bring floods. It is also the ancestor of alchemy and iron. It is the most well-known and notorious monster in Japanese mythology-Baqi big snake.

Now the most awe-inspiring and most desirable feature of that terrifying creature has finally been exerted on that figure through the word spirit of the same name. The nerves and musculoskeletal muscles began to grow new replacements, just like a snake shedding its skin, growing a new body from the old remains.

He stood up, from the pitch-black human shell, his upper body was completely naked, and his lower body was barely covered by a little scale and coke. The blood-red golden pupils indicated that the word spirit named 'Baqi' was still in motion. In this state, his regenerative ability and pure power directly reach the level of the dragon king, even the 'fused' monarch is no different from him.

Lu Mingfei recognized Lin Nian just by looking at him. He didn't lose any arms or legs, and he didn't really turn into a monster. The characteristics of violent blood had faded away. In the field of 'Baqi', even a body with violent blood The quality gain has also become ridiculous. Those scales may only appear when they really need to fight, but at least now they have no meaning for their existence.

'Baqi' is not on the periodic table of speech spirits. At least the secret party of Kassel College knows nothing about this speech spirit. If every speech spirit on the periodic table corresponds to wind, fire, and earth , water four elements, then 'Baqi' is undoubtedly outside of this, because it symbolizes 'spirit', which is the fifth element forgotten by most people in the spiritual table.

The strongest speech spirit of the Baiwang clan.

Those who possess this spirit of speech can gain a strengthening ability comparable to Yamata no Orochi, the power to break through mountains and rivers, the power to tear apart domains, and the spirit of never getting lost.Users of Word Spirit can break through the critical blood limit without being turned into a dead waiter, and can further use the out-of-control bloodline to become their own stable force. The will to kill is no longer a lost signpost for them.

When they comprehended this spirit, they stood above the bloodline and became the true masters of the bloodline.

This is the first 'key' of the half-blood monarch. Lin Nian pushed open the door and officially began to repair the bone-cast ladder leading to the gate of heaven.

In the field of 'Candle Dragon', Lin Nian should have been completely destroyed by the high temperature, and the scales and enhancements of the third-degree or even fourth-degree blood could only be used as a temperature barrier to delay his life, but in the 'Baqi' 'After the word spirit was truly released, the power derived from genes and rules gave him unimaginable vitality and cell replication ability.

The destruction of his body in the 'Candle Dragon' domain was directly proportional to his own regeneration speed, and in this sustained situation, there was also the power of the Yamata no Orochi that cracked mountains and swallowed seas of clouds, so He survived that extreme situation, even like a new life.

Lin Nian walked out of the deep pit and stood on the side, looking at the boy who was still looking up at the sky from a distance. 'Furious' had been lost in the last charge and landed in a corner of the lonely mountain. He is unarmed now. But So what, as the enemy, the Dragon King did not see those mythical swords again.

They didn't speak or move for a long time, and Lu Mingfei who was not far away didn't dare to breathe. He didn't even dare to raise his gun to aim at anyone, because at this time, even a slightly heavy breathing might hurt his body. The situation has a huge impact-who can guarantee that a small action of his will not become the dead leaf that falls on the autumn water and ripples?
In the case of a second outbreak of fighting, even Lu Mingfei, who is a freshman at the 'S' level, has absolutely no chance of surviving.

In the scorching heat and silence, Lin Nian actually stepped into the lower reaches of the same magma river as the boy. This action made Lu Mingfei startled and felt numb after countless shocks. What happened tonight was too special. Probably nothing could startle his lost jaw again.

The magma submerged Lin Nian's ankles and burned flames. He walked forward in the flames and finally stopped three meters away from the boy.

The distance of three meters is already very close, but there is still no conflict broke out. Their expressions are so peaceful, as if everything is over, and they have changed from life and death enemies to friends who can shake hands and make peace.

But until the end, they didn't have the distance to touch each other's hands. They were three meters away, one was looking at the other, and the other was looking at the sky.

"We used to be happy, crossing mountains and rivers, watching the moon and stars drift." The boy said looking up at the black sky.

Having said that, he turned his back to Lin Nian, who was three meters away, and trudged towards the distance, heading towards the upper reaches of the Lava River, to reach the source.At this time, Lu Mingfei, who had been watching them with bated breath, suddenly twitched the corners of his eyes, because the moment the boy turned around, he saw the back of the boy. There was a huge gap on the back of the skull, and the inside Deeply penetrated into a blood-red crystal.

Philosopher's stone bullet.

Lu Mingfei didn't miss the shot, on the contrary, he hit the red heart, but he couldn't be happy now, only the lonely profile of the boy who was walking forward.

The tattered membranous wings burst out from the boy's back, carrying a small amount of blood, he walked forward in the lava river, stumbling and trying to fly.During the process, he even fell down a few times, splashing the water of magma, but every time he got up persistently and continued to run until the membrane wings pulled the air and began to fly, and the flames on the ground around him were burning slowly He said, as if quietly seeing off the young king.

The Dragon King was about to escape, but Lin Nian had no intention of stopping him. He didn't move, and Lu Mingfei wouldn't move either. The PPK with the alchemy mercury bullet hanging in front of him seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he couldn't lift it no matter what. stand up.

From the boy's back, Lu Mingfei saw a few familiar shadows. They were all so lonely, toddling on the icy road of loneliness, wanting to reach the end of the spring.

The boy flew up, and in mid-air, the broken membrane wings continued to wave, and he continued to lift into the air. This distance was almost beyond the shooting distance of PPK. Now the only thing that can stop him is Lu Mingfei, but Lu Mingfei has already lost hand gun.

The boy successfully flew into the sky, and there were almost no people on the ground, only the burning lonely mountain and the college.

He looked up at the bright moon and the stars, looking for the initial direction in the sky in a daze, but he didn't know why he lost his way, couldn't find his home, and his brain lost his sense of direction. So he seemed a little anxious, and he finally I escaped, but what should I do if I can't find my way home?

Then a lighthouse lit up, pointing the way home for the lost, the boy turned his head subconsciously, and saw the white light coming towards him, and he could only let the scorching light cover himself.
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On the top of a lonely mountain, Chu Zihang, who was exuding white steam, sat in the distance of the high-energy laser fort, looked up at the tiny figure hit by the sky beside the huge accumulator, and there was no joy in the eternal golden pupils. There is no sadness, just gently raised his hand on his chest and closed his eyes under Yan Ling's excessive use of force.

After the particle stream of the high-energy laser had finished accumulating energy, it launched the second full shot, successfully hitting the King of Bronze and Fire, and this time it really brought death to him.

In the end, Constantine opened his hands in the light, and he didn't know if he was forced to do so by that force, or he wanted to embrace something in the warmth.Maybe at the last moment, he finally recalled the direction he was going for, opened his hands to the other side of the sky, and gave that person a long-overdue, never-to-be-touched hug.

"Goodbye, brother." He said wearily.

The flesh on the membrane wings turned into powder and flew into the night sky behind him. The dragon's flexible dark golden bones ignited a faint fire, and he embraced the entire sky. Filled with twilight stars.

Dusk has come, and if death is just a long sleep as his brother said, then he will sleep forever, in the endless night after dusk.

The high-energy particle flow dissipated, and the sky burned again, and a huge fiery red cross was hung, which was the last flame sending the king off.

Keel Cross.

The Lord of Bronze and Fire, Constantine, is confirmed dead.

(End of this chapter)