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

Chapter 913 Twelve Acting as the Gospel Spirit to Forgive the Poor and the Weak

The knight on the dragon skeleton in the heavy snow was half-kneeling, his knees dropped heavily, looking at the small but stalwart figure in the snow field, he had never seen such a pair of eyes—no, maybe he had.

When he was in the temple for the first time holding the "Bible True Testament" given to him by the priest, the priest was full of joy and encouragement.

When I opened it, I saw a large number of animals wandering on the pages of the book, they crowded the streets, poured into the side roads, and headed for distant countries.In the garden of joy and beauty, black snakes doze lingeringly on the apple tree, and naked men and women play among the flowers.He also saw a gigantic pyramid standing far away on the yellow sea, into which the shepherds led their white flocks.

The omnipotent Lord stands there, and the Lord is so merciful and loving that His pupils are fiery red—they hide all the horrors and evils in the world, which is what they call hell.

"Master?" The knight didn't express the hesitation that appeared in his heart for a moment, and then he was filled with shame and anger.How dare he, exchange a guinea pig, an embryo born from a test tube and the dirty ideals of a scientist, for a 'master'?
Even if you don't really breathe out, but having this thought is disrespectful to your own devout beliefs and an insult to the gods you admire.

So the knight was angry, and the stimulation of faith made his spirit boil.He temporarily let the control return to his hands, he stood up holding the boundless field that bathed the entire Nibelungen, hunched over and growled lowly at the man with molten red eyes,
"Who the hell are you! Who the hell are you?"

"I don't always like to repeat myself, I only pray for the same person twice, once when she is born and once when she dies."

The girl's left hand was gently placed in front of the huntress, so the huntress understood what she meant, and stepped back quietly, leaving the final stage to him.

"People can only be so angry for several reasons." He looked at the rickety old man's skin on the dragon skeleton, "either because of the loss of family affection, or the insult of love, or the collapse of faith. I guess, it makes you so angry That’s exactly one of the reasons.”

Those words, those eyes, seem to want to see through people, pierce them, and use tongue-like eyes to lick the soul that shrinks as much as possible inside.

The knight didn't answer, and he didn't dare to listen. He was trying his best to communicate with the huge dragon skeleton under him. It was the only power he could stop the change, and it was also the basis for overturning the chessboard and winning.

In contrast, the deadpools who surrounded the girl in circles on the snowy field were completely abandoned, but the strange thing is that those temporary deadpools did not lose the blood of zombies because of the loss of connection. That ugly appearance, but it can be seen from their eye sockets that what burns in the golden pupils is no longer blood, but some kind of unimaginable fanaticism.

Does something like Deadpool have faith?

The answer is of course yes, the only thing the dead waiters believe in is blood, the blood of pure blood dragons.Therefore, there will never be a lack of black waves around dragons. They are bloodthirsty bats and light-chasing moths. They gather because of the strength of dragons, and they are always waiting for the weakness of dragons. blood.

Even if the dragon skeleton dies, it is still a pure-blooded dragon. The knight can control the swarm of dead servants through him, but now these swarms are out of his hands. There is only one reason - they tend to be stronger and more domineering. Offered allegiance to the great being.

The bloodline of this reawakened girl is stronger than pure blood dragons?

The joke wasn't funny, and it was impossible for the knight to believe the vain idea.

If you want him to admit this, then do you have to admit that he and the "Lord" described in the "Bible" gave instructions to Solomon's temple for a moment, and the gods who gave the knights the meaning of existence will be with them? The one in front of him is hooked?

"Then how much do I look like the god you believe in?" A cold and high-pitched voice rang in his ear.

The knight lowered his head in surprise, and saw the girl laughing. She stared at him with molten red pupils, as if she wanted to burn all his pretense, including his controlling skin, to his body, and then grind and torture the girl. A soul that is already trembling but unwilling to admit this fear!
The knight slammed his fist on the top of the dragon bone, and shook the black iron surface with his fist. The ferocious bony protrusions trembled and opened cracks. The dragon bone crawling in the snow finally moved under the shock, as if it was about to force With the awe that originated from instinct, the battle flag was raised again.

The knight is roaring and roaring, he is burning himself, which is also a disguised blood refining technique, and the price is that the controlling old man fell from the dragon skeleton as if burnt out, and fell straight into the big wing In the white mist that was raised.

In the heavy snow, there was only one majestic and huge dragon skeleton that rose into the sky.

There was a hint of fun in his eyes, more of a joke, watching the huge dragon skeleton finally waved its angry wings and raised the snow and dust all over the sky.

It is inconceivable that such a huge body that violates aerodynamics wants to fly, but only those who have really studied dragons know that the ancient poem "Dragon walks on the crimson air, and the sky half speaks to each other" has explained answer.

'Crimson Qi' is literally translated as the red glow, but it is actually the expression of breaking the valence bonds between atoms under the words and releasing a large amount of energy, resisting the gravity of the earth with surreal power.

But in the process of taking off, the knight hiding in the dark also felt tens of times or even dozens of times of pressure, because the release of the words spirit was hindered.What he is controlling now is the corpse of a pure-blooded dragon. Although it is only a fourth-generation species, it is absolutely impossible for a mixed-blooded species to affect a giant.

"Things that can suppress dragons can only be dragons. What the hell are you!" There was a roar under the iron surface of the dragon bone. It was the knight speaking through the bone. His connection with the dragon bone had long been It has exceeded the limit that normal people can imagine.

At this moment, the knight no longer believed in his previous inferences, and directed at the pair of molten red golden pupils that had given him incredible, he could completely overthrow all the observations, guesses, and plans of those three days!
This is definitely not something that can be produced by the 'Butterfly Project'. Even the acme of science and the crystallization of biology will eventually have their limits under the constraints of the times.

The thing he is facing now is definitely beyond the limit of that limit, so there is only one answer.

This little girl observed by human naked eyes is a pure-blooded dragon that has survived from ancient times. It is enough to cause four generations of dragons to have a bloodline pull phenomenon. What is even affected is a corpse that has died for an unknown number of years. This terrible phenomenon of bloodline pulling is not even possible for the next generation.

Could it be that the other party is.
"The first generation? The Four Great Sovereigns?" He looked up at the dragon skeleton flying in the snow and mist covering the sky and shook his head, "Don't associate me with those who have failed and died. I should be in your imagination. There is a nobler, more perfect image."

Pride can no longer be used to describe his language, but now the knight can only be terrified, because the other party read what he was thinking.He had opened the distance by nearly a hundred meters, but he couldn't escape the prying eyes of those molten red pupils.

Project Butterfly.

Black Swan Harbor.

red book.

God's son.

Wait, could it be that she is the dragon remains buried deep in the ten-thousand-year-old ice mentioned by the doctor in the red book, and Dr. Herzog showed him temporarily?
Yes, it was mentioned in the plan that the dragon bone left a cocoon. Could it be that the Black Swan Harbor explosion was because the Butterfly Project failed completely, and the cocoon successfully hatched into a real dragon and destroyed everything there?
As the knight distanced himself and reached the border of the Nibelungen sky, he was preparing for a counterattack with all his strength. Even though the tiny figure on the snow-white ground had disappeared in the rising snow fog, he could still feel that Scorching red stared at him with a terrifying gaze.

He must be killed here!

This is the knight's turbulent intuition. No matter what the other party is, the personality of the little girl who called herself Yelena before must be real. Dormant and dormant, and now he has such terrible power just after waking up, if he is allowed to leave the Nibelungen, it will be a complete disaster for mankind!
Don't get me wrong, Solomon's Temple doesn't hate disasters that can be brought to mankind. In their eyes, that kind of terrifying power is a "revelation" that is worth controlling. A disaster in their hands.

Just like the devil who is occupying the girl now, the knight is sure that the devil is absolutely beyond the control of the Temple!
Kill him before he wakes up!It doesn't matter if it is destroyed, there is another suspected product of the Butterfly Project hidden in the Nibelungen, even if it may be a failure, there must be something to gain!

The knight's faith was resolved, so the white dragon skeleton in the sky stagnated, spread its wings like a cross, and froze in the sky of the vast coniferous forest, snow-capped mountains, and endless snowfields, and the blizzard also froze for this reason.

Difficult and awkward language resounded. It was a grand language spirit that was being conceived in its infancy. It was also the most powerful force that a knight could release from the dragon skeleton. The entire mountains and snowfields began to rise in white. The mist, that is the vibration of the elements, symbolizes that the 'water' in the wind, fire, earth and water standard elements has begun to be called to gather, preparing for a world-famous battle!

"Having the corpses of four generations gave up fighting with me with swords and blood, and chose to fight with the spirit of speech. I have to say that this is quite...a smart behavior."

He looked at the white snow dust on the ground, his eyes pierced through the giant white shadow cast in the sky, and he commented with a chuckle, "However, it is possible to use this word spirit with the blood of four generations of the king of sea and water. The poor fellow was a faithful 'Mocking Sect' 1000 years ago?"

"'Sound imitation faction'?" The huntress behind him couldn't help asking in a low voice, even she was curious about the secrets of those ancient races that never appeared in human records.

"It is a product of different views among the population on power. It is believed that the real power of the dragon race always comes from the imitation of the sound of rules, that is, the language school with the iron law of 'speaking the true power of the spirit'." He casually said He explained, "Anyone who opposes them is considered to be a martial arts faction who adheres to 'iron and blood'."

"The former thinks that the word spirit is the elegant way of fighting that truly belongs to the dragon clan, while the latter thinks that the iron throne of the battle between kings and kings can only be poured with blood and fire cut by swords, and only the weak will be killed by the power of frivolous words. "

"Then which faction are you from?"

"Me?" He tilted his head, "If my dear sister obeys 'force', then I can only be on the side of 'quan', after all, I have been on the opposite side since I was a child. "

"Then are you going to shoot him down with the 'Spirit of Words'?"

"There is no record in the gene fragment absorbed by the little guy's body for the time being that he can confront the power that is being conceived in the sky." He shook his head, "Under her influence, the 'Prince' has become a real 'force' faction Lah, I can only become a reckless man who fights with a knife in the future, it is really sad."

"Then don't you need to stop him?" The huntress looked up, she could feel the increasingly terrifying pressure in the sky as time went by, the white sky light was like a piece of glass whose tension had reached its limit, and it might follow a ray of light at any time. Cracks appear to crash.

"It's still needed, after all, the 'Prince' is still in this Nibelungen." He nodded, but there was still some regret on his face, "But unfortunately, it can only be solved in a way I don't like."

He raised his head and closed his eyes. The huntress held her breath and didn't dare to disturb him.

A few seconds later, he opened his eyes and said to himself, "Look, little guy."

He breathed, and the huntress took a step back, because she felt a sense of suffocation, as if the back standing in front of her sucked out the air in the whole world with that one breath.

She seemed to be able to see a shadow rushing down from the sky carrying a strong wind, and huge power poured into that body.

The original exhausted body, the burning and dry blood poured into the new power, the terrible sound of the glacier cracking sounded on her body, it was the sound of scales and bony protrusions savagely tearing the skin and swelling out, the black dragon wings Rush out from the split blood-red spine, twelve anti-human and anti-biological organs are rapidly formed in the body, interlocking with each other.

The most frightening thing is that the blood-like liquid was left in the corner of the molten red pupil, which was evaporated into red steam by body temperature, rose to the top of his skull, and was frozen into a disc by indescribable power, just like a blood Forged aura!

She opened her hands to meet the sky, her blood-red black wings trembled behind her, and those molten red pupils overflowed with the joy and tyranny of being reborn!
"...Your power should be used like this." He exhaled a mouthful of red mist after boiling blood, which melted into the mist of white snow.

The huntress backed back involuntarily, because she felt fear, which was the most primitive awe of power, and she could feel what kind of changes had taken place in that graceful and violent body—that was beyond the violent blood, Beyond the perfect evolution of the dead servant's dragon transformation, it is impossible for all the talents of the mixed-race Qiongqi population to complete, the ultimate bloodline refining technology!
He said that he is a "power" faction who favors the power of words and spirits, but now he seals the forbidden power of the "power" faction in the legendary library!That is the flesh and blood reconstruction technology that all dragons are crazy about!It symbolizes the most extreme drill along the way of biological evolution!
This technology appeared in the human world for the first time, so it does not have its own name. If you insist on naming it, it should be called according to Longwen's verbose and verbal translation:
Bloodline Refining Technology Twelve Gospel Spirits Forgive the Poor and Weak.

(End of this chapter)