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

Chapter 756 Norton

Old Tang stuffed the cat back into the cage, returned to the sofa, picked up the syringe, first used the syringe to draw out the red liquid medicine in the ampoule in the iron box according to the method of injecting insulin in memory, and pointed it at himself after finishing all preparations. Belly click to press the button.

It didn't feel much, the slight tingling was like being bitten by a mosquito, and the place where the needle pricked after picking up the syringe was a little itchy.

"This is the end?" Old Tang sat on the sofa and stared down at the injection site in his abdomen.

According to the psychiatrist, more than half of his intractable diseases can be solved as long as he gets injections on time, but why does he feel so unreal after this injection?It is said that the medicine is a good medicine, but this injection will at least make him scream in pain, so that it will appear that the medicine is effective, right? (In fact, the pain of injection is mostly only related to the thickness of the needle tube)
Suddenly, Old Tang fumbled in his pockets left and right as if remembering something. After searching for a long time, he found a USB flash drive from his butt pocket. He actually forgot about it. The psychiatrist said it was an instruction manual coming.

He looked over at the logo of the half-decayed tree on the USB flash drive. He still felt that he had seen this thing before, but he couldn’t remember it for the time being. It's in the laptop.

The device access pops up in the lower right corner, click on the computer, and find the folder of the external U disk. When double-clicking to open, it actually got stuck in Tang’s notebook for half a minute. After finally responding, he clicked in and did not see a simple TXT notepad or word document, but a separate video file.

The file name of the video is a string of dates 2018.08.21.00.00.00, which probably means that this thing is a video file taken at twelve o'clock in the morning on August 2018, 8?
"Are you so dedicated? Shoot the video instructions at twelve o'clock in the evening." Old Tang muttered a few words and double-clicked to open the video file. As expected, the player got stuck again. It can be seen that this thing is ridiculously big. Instructions or filming?

During the time when the player did not respond, Old Tang scratched his head and stood up to get himself a glass of water. For some reason, it was the winter season, but he was a little hot tonight, and his back started to sweat. I was sweating, and my throat was burning like a cold. I still remember that the doctor told him not to take medicine before meals, but he seemed to have forgotten this.

The cat in the cat cage in the corner of the room curled up in the corner, and the small bowl full of milk was placed in the center without moving. Old Tang poured water and passed behind the cat cage to take a look inside, and couldn't help sighing softly.

"It's pathetic."

Someone said, but it wasn't Old Tang.

Old Tang, who was holding a water glass, suddenly turned his head and looked at the notebook placed on the coffee table. The red light illuminated the whole room. It was the color of the picture in the video. It was so frighteningly red that it made people feel uneasy.

"What are you doing?" Old Tang glanced at the kitten, then at the notebook, and then glanced at the screen after walking over.

It was this glance that caused the water glass to slip from his hand and hit the ground, splashing water.

The cat in the cat cage was stimulated and made a threatening sound, looking at the back of the man enveloped in blood-red light in the messy room.

Ronald Tang didn't know how he walked to the sofa and sat down. When he saw the picture on the screen, he only saw the two figures swallowed by the red light in his eyes.

In the video, there is a room filled with red. It should be a laboratory. From the shooting angle, you can see the operating table and various cold equipment, but these instruments are uniformly covered with brighter than red light. color.

A figure with its back to the screen stood in front of a wall, and in front of that figure, there was a bloody and magnificent 'painting' on the wall.

It was a boy, hung on the wall by a cross, like a crucified Jesus, with blood-red alchemy nails piercing through his hands, feet, and heart. His delicate, beautiful and sleeping face was so tranquil, but it was contrary to that tranquility. It was the bloody chest that had been cut open, and the bloody belly exposed to the air formed a strong contrast with the boy's beauty.

The moment Ronald Tang saw his face, he couldn't look away, because he found that he actually recognized this boy, his face, his white clothes.Even a familiar voice sounded in his ears, penetrating the endless nightmare that had been going on for three months and coming to him.

"Brother." The boy in the video opened his eyes, staring blankly at Ronald Tang in front of the screen as if piercing through illusion and reality.

When the dream really comes true, how should the dreamer react?
Ronald Tang thought he would scream and panic, but in fact he didn't react at all, because he felt as if his whole body was going to burn up. Lying on the sofa, his consciousness and vision were constantly heating up, being caught The scorching pupils on the screen ignited together.

"Welcome back, Constantine." The figure on the screen with its back to Ronald Tang said, not talking to him in front of the computer screen, this figure was talking to the boy who was hung as a bloody cross .

".It's you?" Constantine said after waking up and seeing the person in front of him.

"You still recognize me?" He seemed a little surprised.

"You changed your appearance, but you can't change your bloodline, Your Excellency the Elder." Constantine said, "You found me."

"Yes, I found you. You and Norton have been bearing the fate of abandoning the clan for thousands of years, but the clan will always find you when they need it. This is the fate you cannot escape." He said.

"Where's my brother?" Constantine looked around. The alchemy spikes that fixed his neck and shoulders were burned by the molten fire burning from his body. He has already begun to wake up, and no one can stop the awakening of his blood.

"Your brother is not here. It's a pity, Constantine. It wasn't me who found you first, but human beings." He whispered.

"Humans can't be trusted," Constantine said.

"Yes, humans are untrustworthy, I guess that's what Norton taught you." He nodded.

".Did you see my brother?" Constantine's expression was a bit hollow.

"He is still in a deep sleep, a different kind of sleep. He woke up earlier than you, and is still lost in the human world."

"Brother may be in danger." The flame spread faster and faster, the entire laboratory was shrouded in high temperature, and all metals began to melt into molten iron flowing under the boy's feet, submitting to the absolute majesty of the king of bronze and fire.

"No, you are the one who is in danger, Konstantin, look at yourself, what have you gained from sleeping and escaping for thousands of years?" He looked at Konstantin's open chest and said softly, "This time you There is no escape, Constantine, there are many people waiting for you, they want to kill you, and use your blood to stain the banner of the ceremony red."

"I'm not afraid of death," Constantine said.

"Because death is not terrible, it's just a long sleep." Ronald Tang read out these words numbly.

"It seems that he has indeed taught you a lot." He nodded slightly and said.

"I'm going to find my brother." Constantine took a step forward. He broke free from the confinement of the cross, and stood in the molten fire as if bathed in the flame of rebirth. Red dragon scales grew out, cracked The chest began to heal and close by itself, and the bones began to proliferate unnaturally. The wings on the back spread and flew all the sundries to the corners and squeezed them into piles. The reinforced glass wall of the laboratory at the end was neatly cut in half by the wingtips.

He is ready.

"Konstantin, there are many people outside." He looked at the melting boy and said, "You may die."

"If I die, can you please bring my remains to my brother?" Constantine turned to look at him and asked.

"And let him eat you?"

"This is my brother's greatest wish, but he has never been able to make up his mind."

He didn't answer, just looked at him silently.

"Thank you."

Constantine said that the cracks of the molten fire covered the glass chamber, and magma gushed out from all directions to fill the entire space, and the hoarse dragon's roar drowned everything in the raging flames, and he soared into the sky.

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"Brother, there are many people outside."

"We're going to die, Constantine, but don't be afraid."

"Don't be afraid, stay with my brother, don't be afraid...but why...don't eat me? Eat me, any kind of cage can be broken."

"You're good food, but it's so lonely. For thousands of years, you're the only one with me."

"But death is really sad. Forever and ever, it's dark and dark, like groping in the dark night, but the hands in the depths can never touch anything."

"The fate of the so-called abandoned people is to cross the wasteland, raise the battle flag again, and return to the hometown. Death is not terrible, it is just a long sleep. Before I can devour the world, it is better to sleep peacefully than trek alone. We will still wake up. Come."

"Brother. If one day the battle flag is erected and the world can be devoured, will you eat me?"

".I will, and you will...reign the world with me."

Memories from the past began to surge and floated in his ears. Every sentence was like the ringing of the bell, so deafening, it made his eyes tear.

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"How could he eat you if he loves you so much?" On the screen, he looked back at Ronald Tang outside the screen, "If you want him to make up his mind, you have to take the most important step. , Constantine."

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"No! No! No!" Ronald Tang suddenly roared like a maniac, pulling his hair desperately, roaring at the screen at the top of his voice.

He guessed what would happen next, it was a tragedy that had already happened, that night three months ago, when that nightmare first caught up with him.

No, what has been haunting him is not a nightmare, it is his memory.

He remembered, he remembered everything, in 2000 years, no matter sleeping or waking up, that boy has been looking for him, just to fulfill the promise he made, he said that he would eat him, and then rule the whole world together.

So the boy, no longer afraid of death, died generously, rushed to the surface with fire and molten iron, and stood before everyone.

"I lied to you. Constantine, I love you so much, how could I be willing to eat you?"

He roared madly, because he realized that he is indeed a guy that no one likes, maybe there was once, the person who used to spend thousands of years with him has left, and now he really only has himself in this world. Alone up.

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Black and white noise began to appear in the video, and the screen began to reverse rapidly, returning to the original origin.

"Liquid nitrogen is injected."

"The robotic arm is adjusting"

"The gray tin solution is pre-installed successfully."

"The surgical environment is about to be pressurized."

"Quasi-absolute zero is forming."

The cold metal knife on the operating table cut across the sleeping frail boy's chest, and the figures surrounding the boy let out screams of shock from time to time, and cheered for a breakthrough when they discovered a new organ. They kept pacing around the boy, The boy's internal organs and muscles were being torn apart, and the boy's blood was all over his face and body, as if the devil was enjoying the sacrifice of a lamb, with the delicious flesh and blood of the lamb between his teeth and fingers.

In front of the computer screen, Ronald Tang, who was watching all this, grabbed his hair tightly, and engraved everything in his mind with tears in his eyes. He couldn't change anything. These were just pictures of the past. All that can be done now is to accumulate the molten fire and unstoppable madness.

The progress bar of the video is very long, longer than the long sleep, and longer than the death they were all afraid of.

It wasn't until the end of the video that the man's voice appeared again.

"The dead are gone, the keel cross is already burning in the sky, you can't change the established past, but for the last prayer of the martyr, you should be desperate for it. I will tell you about killing Kang Everything about that human being Standing, I also hope that you can make all preparations for revenge."

"Those who are lost are lost, and those who meet will meet again. But now that the old man has passed away, what branch can we rely on?"

"Konstantin burned to the ground for the promise he made with you, so you are bound to fulfill his last wish and devour his remains, right?"

"I will look forward to that day when you will truly become one, raise the battle flag, and find your own hometown."

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The gate of the Bronze City was smashed, and the murals of the Seven Deadly Sins shattered into a large number of stones, but before they fell, they were burned by the huge flames that burst out of the door into hot lava!

In the flames, Norton truly showed his original appearance full of rage. The fiery dragon scales evaporated a huge amount of river water, and his slender neck raised his head and let out a long-awaited roar, carrying the sound of the rage after thousands of years of waiting. The resulting loneliness and despair, the end of the scorching dragon eyes, the bronze coffin in the dark waters quietly stagnated there.

"Konstantin!" He shouted through the millennium, but no one could answer his voice.

(End of this chapter)