Dragons: Reboot the New World

Chapter 172, Scene 117 Where is your Asuka?

She raised the fluorescent stick in her hand, illuminating the surrounding space. The intertwined lines extended from her feet in all directions. Those lines were deep grooves etched into the hard bronze ground, and green water flowed in the grooves.

These gentle water flows are like a lush vine tree, branching and then converging, and finally merge into the silent lake in front.

Endless symbols loomed in the entangled branches of the vine trees, and finally formed a perfect circular totem, surrounding the small lake.

The entire "Well of Oblivion" covers an area equivalent to the entire Kassel Academy!
Here, looking up to the top, in a space with metal as the ground, time seems to be frozen and the air is condensed.

This is a "field", but it is not a field caused by humans or dragons. The word spirits that trigger this field are the branches of those vine trees. The symbols on the entire ground form an unprecedented formation of word spirits.

"It turns out that after so many years, even if we have mastered such a powerful weapon as "science", when we finally seal the Dragon King, humans still have to rely on the Dragon Clan's own technology! "The shadow sighed softly, "Even if it's just two skeletons. "

Where the lines are tangled, there are altar-like platforms made of different materials, and Longwen surrounds these platforms. These words with mysterious power combine different elements to form small domains.

"What a garbage dump." Black Shadow expressed disdain for those collections that might shock the world.

She pressed her fingers on her slender wrist and felt a slight shock.A small artery exploded, dripping thick red blood into a deep groove.

The blood was actually heavier than the iron-like, cyan water. When it sank to the bottom, cyan and red mixed together, flowing and spreading.

The green, lush vine tree was dyed with a new color, the dark red of blood.

In the deep tank, bubbles appeared on the blue water surface, like some kind of violent chemical reaction. This reaction quickly heated the water to boiling, and the bubbles and water splashes jumped together.

The light illuminated the huge Word Spirit Formation, and a huge force was injected into it. The Sparks of the Word Spirit Formation, and the dark red light flashed and extinguished regularly.

The low chanting voice of the black shadow controlled the entire space, suppressing all other sounds. Under this ancient and great spirit of words that had been lost for a long time, the light flickered faster and faster, and the huge group composed of countless dragon patterns finally lit up. Like red-hot metal.

Then the light suddenly went out, and dark red steam rose up from all the deep grooves at the same moment. The flowing cyan water was evaporated, leaving white traces in the dry deep grooves that looked like they were corroded by strong acid.

The Formation of Word Spirit, or seal, was destroyed.

It seems that the frozen air in the "Well of Oblivion" has returned to flow, and the sealed space has regained its freedom. Everything is relaxed and fresh, so...

Like a bunch of demons dancing around
The collections sealed on the altar came alive, in different ways.

"It's so noisy!" said the shadow.

Her voice was cold and gentle, but it swept through the entire space like a military order. Wherever the voice went, the demons trembled and fell silent again.

These "living souls" hidden in mummies or preserved by alchemical technology for thousands of years, just woke up from their sleep and felt a pressure far more terrifying than eternal sleep.Invisible pressure comes from the black shadow.

"You, keep playing." The shadow pointed at the music box, "I want some grand music. This should be a great reunion."

So the music box played a grand march. This was a brand new arrangement. From Bach to Beethoven, from classicism to romanticism, the famous songs and essences were copied. The spirit of musicians of all ages shined, and the ancient bells roared. solemn.

The black shadow followed the rhythm of the music, advancing along the main trunk of the "tree vine" and stepping into the pool in front. This was the only place where there was still that kind of green water, and the blood was reacting violently with this water.

In the center of the pool is a huge circular altar. At this moment, only this altar is still protected by the spirit of speech.

The black shadow boarded the altar, took out a few fluorescent sticks, folded them, and held them high above the top.

She finally stopped in the center of the altar and looked at the thing in front of her. She was silent for a long time, with a gentle meaning in her voice. "We meet again. I still remember our covenant evidenced by blood, and vow to fight side by side with you until the blood is shed." The flow has just stopped...but when I see you again, you have withered."

There were two dry bones, one that looked like that of a boy and the other that looked like that of an adult man.

They are all glowing with a heavy bronze color, like two handicrafts made of pure copper.

Like Jesus Christ who was crucified on the cross, the skeleton is lined with unfolded wing bones to form a perfect cross.

Keel Cross.

The black shadow stretched out his hands to touch the two withered faces, and suddenly laughed, "But don't be ridiculous, you won't die like this, right? This is not the way twins on the throne should die. ."

"If you are really dead, why would they use such a huge formation of words and spirits to restrain you? Are they afraid that your souls will still struggle to wake up?"

Of course, the withered bones could not answer her. They were as quiet as a withered bones should be, maintaining the solemn posture of a questioner.

"Aren't you going to answer me?" The shadow clasped the boy's skull with his fingers, "Then, let me untie you and your brother."

She clenched her fists, and several small arteries in her wrists burst. The thick blood flowed directly into the deep grooves at her feet, and these deep grooves directly entered the huge pool.

This time, the effect of the blood was obviously weakened. Just now, the black shadow used blood to destroy the huge dragon spell seal, but the water in the deep groove was limited. At this moment, the water veins of the central altar were connected to the pool, forming an almost endless support.

Although his blood had caused the pool to boil, the evaporation of the water was also consuming the blood.

"I didn't expect that there are humans who can create such an alchemical seal," Black Shadow's voice revealed fatigue, and it was obvious that the huge amount of blood consumption was devouring her spirit, "But for your resurrection, you have to pay some price, I I was prepared when I came.”

She exerted force suddenly, and all four ventricles and atria contracted at full strength, controlling the movement of her heart and squeezing out blood from the blood vessels throughout her body in a way that was simply impossible for humans.

The dripping blood mixed into the pool and slowly settled to the bottom. Then with a deafening explosion, the water in the entire pool splashed towards the sky.

The power supporting the alchemical seal was interrupted, the sacred breath of death that enveloped the altar suddenly dispersed, and the last restraint was released!

The majestic march reaches its strongest note at this moment, as if Beethoven's soul is possessing him, and the heavenly kingdom of "Ode to Joy" has descended.

"Stand up! Norton! Constantine! Show me the authority that belongs to the King of Bronze and Fire!" The black shadow clapped and roared.

No one answered her, and the two dragon bone crosses stood still, not showing even a trace of life.Green water droplets sprinkled on their faces, like a sudden drizzle.

The shadow stared at the two skeletons silently, "How sad, Norton, Constantine, it turns out you... are really dead."

"Please... play a sad song for us." The black shadow said softly.

The majestic march suddenly stopped, and after a period of messy noises - like a busy band tuning, auditioning, and replacing new music - the saddest and coldest music overflowed from the bent brass tubes of the music box.

"Maybe it's because of the unknown dream that wandering people chase phantoms." The woman sang a gentle song in a bleak tone, like playing a dusty xylophone.

The black shadow trembled slightly and turned around to look in the direction of the sound.Another dark figure stood not far behind, making no sound when she came.

"Don't be afraid, I won't make a sneak attack. With your bloodline, I can forcibly interrupt the formation of words and spirits here. If I try to sneak up on you from behind, you will definitely notice it." The shadow later said with a chuckle, obviously a man. The girl's voice was clear and bouncy, revealing a bit of arrogance.

The shadow that came first was silent for a moment, already understanding what the other party meant.

She did not hear any sound, and if the other party was not approaching quietly, then the only explanation was that the other party was waiting for her there, and everything about her was controlled by the other party.

"Don't rush to attack. You have exposed your bloodline, but I am still standing here talking to you patiently, which shows that I am very sure that I will not lose. Right?" The other party said with a smile, and indeed there was no trace of nervousness in his voice.
"In matters like winning or losing, the loser can't always predict." The shadow said in a cold voice, "Mai Shutoku, right?"

"Oh, I'm actually so famous? Is my name also on the roster of Cassel College?" The other party snapped his fingers, and a beam of light shot down from a very high place, projecting a bright round spot on the metal floor. .

The tall and slender Mai Shutoku stood lazily in the beam with her hands in her arms, wearing a dark tights, two straight knives tied close to her thighs, and her long hair tied into a high ponytail.

"You actually have control over Norma?" Black Shadow was a little surprised.

"Since you can hack into Norma and disable electronic warning devices, I can naturally do the same." Mai Shutoku smiled, "I also took some computer courses when I was a student at Tokyo University."

"I understand, no wonder you are waiting for me here."

"Yes, the Well of Oblivion where the Dragon Bone Cross is buried is the most heavily guarded area. Originally it should not be invaded, but strangely, part of Norma's functions suddenly failed."

"I also suddenly thought that the well that preserves the Dragon King's bones should be a place that everyone wants to visit, right? So I am waiting here for my colleagues to see who will come. You are the first one." Mai Shutoku turned her head. Looking into the darkness to the side, "He is the second one."

As if to answer her, the footsteps of a third person sounded in the darkness,
"How many people in this campus are interested in this thing? It's really interesting, it's almost a party. It's a pity that there is still one person missing, and a mahjong table can be assembled." Heiying said lightly.

"Yes, yes, there are all mahjong players." Behind the black shadow, someone actually spoke and raised their hands high.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, everyone." Mai Shutoku clapped his hands.

A beam of spotlight hit the other three black shadows each, revealing their most ferocious true colors at this moment. The bodies of the three black shadows all tensed up, and they assumed an attacking posture.The murderous intent in the air is like taut strings, ready to explode at any moment...

Suddenly someone yawned...it came from the fifth person.

He slowly walked out of the darkness, holding an ancient bronze sword in his arms, "Sorry, I waited for you for too long, and I didn't expect to fall asleep."

Mai Shutoku frowned and high-fived her again. A beam of light shone down, and the eyes of several people instantly became weird.

The fifth person only had a pair of pajamas on him, as if he had just crawled out of bed... The most important thing was that he was wearing a mask of Shinji Ikari on his face.

"I said, buddy, you are less professional than me." The man with explosive muscles shrugged.

Several people turned their attention to the muscular man again. He had a KFC paper bag on his head. Although the tall body and the liger-like muscles under the T-shirt were so visually impactful, the smell of fried chicken was really a bit discordant. .

"Stop arguing, you guys are just the same." Mai Shutoku laughed. Compared to the others, Muscular Man and Shinji Ikari were really not very professional.

The person guarding the keel is wearing a pure black combat uniform. The elastic material outlines the suffocating body curves of a woman. The figure is long and slender, as tall and straight as a crane.

The other person was wearing a light gray formal suit, finely tailored, and a slim-fitting Florentine white shirt. He had not forgotten the silver-gray scarf, and he did not cover his face openly. His soft forehead hair hung down to cover half of his delicate face. On the face, the two-color pupils of golden gold and sea blue are particularly eye-catching.

"Hey, Sister Mai, did you find this Shinji Ikari mask with great difficulty?" Shinji Ikari said dissatisfied, "No one looks at EVA now."

"What about your Asuka?" Mai Shutoku asked with a smile.

"Sleeping in the dormitory." Shinji Ikari scratched his head, "I don't want her to be involved in such a dangerous thing."

The remaining three people watched the two people singing the oboe in silence, as if they had known each other for a long time.

"No way? Are they all acquaintances?" Mr. KFC laughed awkwardly.

The black shadow said nothing, and his eyes remained on Shinji Ikari.

"Since you're here, there's no need for me to get involved." Mai Shutoku said with a sweet smile.

"Indeed, it will be dangerous for Sister Mai to stay here." Shinji Ikari nodded, then faced the remaining two people, "You should not be here anymore, because the next stage... is not something humans can bear."

"Isn't it too disrespectful to say this before the fight has started?" Mr. KFC raised his arms as if to show off, his muscles bulged and the veins on his arms swam like thin snakes.

"Everything in this school belongs to the school board. I must supervise and manage the school assets in accordance with the authorization of the school board." Passi answered calmly.

Neither of them had any intention of leaving.

"Okay." Shinji Ikari sighed, "It's hard to persuade someone to die. Since you so much want to see God's battlefield..."

He pulled out the ancient bronze sword.

(End of this chapter)