Dragons: Reboot the New World

Chapter 192, Act 137, three times...bloodshed!The hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage!
"I won't be able to make any moves from now on." Mr. KFC pushed Murasame back to the ground. "The military attaché will look at you."

"..." Viscount Charlotte on the roof of the car and Meineke in the distance were silent. Then they looked at the ground in front of them that was chopped up by Mr. KFC. Deadpool was almost dead.

"Awesome." Mai Shutoku applauded, "It's amazing."

"That's natural." Fingel shook his head and almost threw away the paper bag. "This is the power of the Flame Dragon Slayer."

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"The lizard bone number is 19000666. It comes from China. The transaction place was the Port of Hamburg, Germany. The name of the counterparty is unknown."

"The lizard bones have a human shape, with membrane wings with reptilian characteristics. The surface of the body seems to have scales. It can withstand unprecedented pressure. When you get close, you will feel a strong shock, causing hallucinations and a feeling of weakness."

In the carriage, Marquis Gambert was still taking notes nervously, unaware of the reversal of the war situation outside.

He massaged his temples with two fingers and murmured to himself, "Quickly, think about anything else, Karl, calm down! Calm down! There is anything else you need to write down, think about it quickly!"

Carl was his first name, his full name was Carl von Gambert.

Among the Camarilla Elders, he is the only one who has never been on the battlefield because he does not have the relevant abilities.His psychic ability is "Heavenly Evolution", a powerful computing power comparable to that of a hand-cranked computer. He can quickly build huge models in his mind, put hundreds and thousands of numbers into them, and perform calculations at high speeds.

He relies on this ability to firmly control the operations of Deutsche Bank. Huge daily financial transactions pass through his brain alone. Those strictly trained financial managers and cashiers are nothing more than fingers to him. He directly controls them. These fingers played the symphony of Germany's financial world, grand and magnificent.

He is also responsible for managing the secret party's database. The records of the highest level "S" are written by him personally. He has never missed any important details. From the moment he left Cassel Manor, he started writing at a high speed, which is difficult for ordinary people to understand. His shorthand calligraphy recorded all the details of that night on paper.

But he realized that he had missed something. He kept reviewing the entries that had been entered, and felt that there was still a blind spot in his direct thinking.

Something was obscured by the fog, a point of doubt, a point of doubt that led to tonight's mistake, a mistake that the Camarilla had not made in hundreds of years.

"Doctor Model from Hamburg, Germany, performed an autopsy and suspected that the lizard bone was used to inject epinephrine into the body to accelerate its recovery." He thought about it and quickly added, but it was not entirely correct.

"After waking up, he has a high degree of learning ability. He has been sleeping for more than 1000 years, but he can learn how to use bombs immediately after waking up." He made another note.

The pen was suspended in mid-air, and a drop of ink condensed on the tip of the pen. It hit the paper with a "pop" and fainted.

"As of the time the record was completed, contact with Friedrich von Long, the representative to China, was lost."

"But the transaction items are confirmed by the signature of Friedrich von Long." With the "pop" sound, a spark seemed to flash in his mind. He caught the doubt and wrote as fast as possible. Got that name.

Friedrich von Long, a student personally taught by Margrave Gambert, a young man as outstanding as Meineke in the secret party, he was sent to China as a trade representative to complete negotiations with Chinese businessmen and send back telegrams. Transaction confirmed.

Meineke was not that careless. He only confirmed the goods because he saw the signature of Friedrich von Long on the box and stamped it with the secret party's silver finger. It is impossible for unconfirmed goods to be delivered to the Cassel Manor, the secret party's base.

The last telegram sent back by Friedrich von Long was a telegram confirming the transaction. In the telegram, he said that there was still a follow-up to the transaction and that he had to leave BJ for the old site of Tongwancheng, which was Jingbian, Shaanxi. Conduct inspections.

Once he left BJ, he could not send telegrams, and he disappeared from China.

This small doubt was ignored, otherwise everything would not be like this. According to convention, Friedrich von Long should have returned from China with the goods. Who and what important things attracted him to Tongwan? The old site of the city?

What could be more important than a "lizard bone," the skeleton of a dragon?

Friedrich von Long is an outstanding archaeological expert, and the only thing that attracts him is shocking discoveries.

It was too late to verify, so I can only leave it to posterity.

Marquis Gambert breathed a long sigh of relief, tore off a few pages of archive paper, folded them and pressed them with two square thin copper sheets, sealed them with screws at the four corners, and hid them in the mezzanine of the carriage.

This makes it difficult to find. Even if the carriage is burned, the special archival paper will not be damaged.Marquis Gambert's racing heart slowly regained its composure, and he opened the curtain and looked outside.

"Hey, Mr. Secretary, don't be nervous, the crisis has been resolved." Viscount Charlotte said in a low voice. When he was young, he had always called Marquis Gambert his secretary with contempt. "Silver Wing Charlotte" didn't like to hide in the dark forever. People in safe bunkers.

"What's going on?" Marquis Gambert looked around and saw the broken earth and piles of corpses of dead servants. He scratched his bald scalp and smiled.

"Those young men are very powerful, especially the one named Fingel. He used a kind of speech spirit that I have never seen before and killed all the Deadpools."

"I thought I was really going to die here this time." Marquis Gambert let out a long breath and slowly collapsed on his seat.

"Friends, it's not time for us to die yet. We still have to go together to add tassels to the bachelor's caps of the first batch of graduates of Cassel College!" Viscount Charlotte said lightly.

"I look forward to it," said the Marquis Gambert softly.

"I am very moved by your friendship, but there is no need to be humble. There is an old saying in China, asking for benevolence will lead to benevolence. I will give you all the benevolence you ask for, soon." "

At this time, the person who had never shown up in the darkness gave a high-five. Although her voice was cold, it was clearer and sounded better. If she were not in a place like this, she would probably have a good impression of her.

"You are really confident, do you know the current situation? There are five of us, one for you. Of course, if you think that a few cannon fodder military attaches can also serve as numbers, then just pretend that I didn't say anything." Meineke looked particularly calm, "That's outrageous. I want to ask how you develop your confidence?"

"You will believe in yourself if you have never been defeated." The man's voice slowly came closer, "And he can only use one move, right? He can't move. To me, you four and one There’s no difference.”

"Eigen-Lobstinkt, Freundes Lobhinkt, Fremdes Lobklingt." Meineke said lightly in German.

"What?" The other party was stunned.

"To use Chinese, it probably means..."Praise to yourself is bad, praise from friends is lame, praise from others is resounding." "Meniek smiled, "You are a shameless lackey of the Qing court who praises yourself. "

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Lu Shanyan put two heavy magazines on his wrists and replaced the wheels.

He was able to fire 40 rounds at a time because Meineke had the two revolvers specially made for him by Krupp's gunsmiths, which could be replaced with new magazines.His "Kamaitachi" can capture dozens of targets at once, and he needs a weapon that can hit dozens of targets at once.

Now he only has one opponent, but he wishes he could have 400 bullets in the magazine.

He couldn't catch the opponent. The ferocious "Vampire Scythe" failed to find the dragon's position. They hit the dragon's powerful spiritual field like moths to a flame, smashing it into pieces and rushing forward one after another.

The dragon's spiritual realm enveloped the entire Kassel Manor, and his body was hidden in mercury vapor.

"Caesar!" he shouted.

"I know!" Caesar also looked ferocious, urging the "Vampire Scythe" with maximum strength.

Group after group of sickles awakened from the depths of Lu Shanyan's mind, rose up, and showed their blood-eating fangs in the air. The power brought by the "explosion of blood" was shuddering and surprising. The blood flowing in the blood vessels seemed to be something other than... Instead of blood, it was a stream of scorching fire. His unparalleled confidence made him particularly excited, as if he could still wake up groups of weasels...

The remaining reason told him that this was an illusion. He began to feel a sting in his ecstasy. The result of inhaling mercury vapor began to show. The sting pierced his body from the inside out like countless long needles. If it hadn't been for that Supported by an extremely exciting blood, he may have fallen to the ground trembling.

The Kamamaitas are tearing apart each other's spiritual realm. Their self-destructive attacks have made the hard fortress look like glass. The barrier is trembling. Maybe it will break in the next step... maybe it will... as long as it's there... Hold on for a while.

At the moment of shattering, he will pour out all 40 bullets. He doesn't know if it will be enough. This is all he can do.

He rotated slowly, opening and closing the muzzle like the hour and minute hands of a clock, pointing in every direction where there was an abnormal sound, sensing the death of those brave weasels as they hit the surrounding glass fortress, making a heart-wrenching sound. There was a crackling sound, and in Lu Shanyan's conscious world, Kamaita's blood filled the entire space.

In the real world, his whole body was covered in blood, with bleeding from all his orifices, blood seeping under those fine scales, and the huge blood causing capillaries to rupture. These are all the price of violent blood.

He didn't know how long he could last.

"Pa", another sickle died and hit the glass, making its final sound.

This was a different sound, like the sound of a window being broken. It was exceptionally clear, and it even made people feel like they could smell... the fresh air outside the window.

The spiritual fortress released by dragons... is cracked!
The only gap!
All the weasels poured out from the gap, densely packed like the souls of the guilty who escaped when the gate of hell opened. Lu Shanyan's domain expanded to the same size as a dragon, covering the entire space of Cassel Manor. Lu Shanyan's consciousness Capturing a terrifying existence at the expense of the disappearance of the Kamamaitas.

But... none of the ferocious "Vampire Scythes" could get close to the target's body, nor did they die. They just disappeared and were instantly wiped away by some overbearing yet calm force.

The dragons were right there, standing silently right behind Lu Shanyan. Only the power of the ancient dragon could easily wipe away the sickles.

"Dance of Dragon and Snake!" Lu Shanyan fired with both guns, and the sound of the gunfire was like the hooves of a galloping horse.

""Yan Ling·Jun Yan"! "Chu Zihang, who was waiting for an opportunity, flew towards the dragon like lightning.

Caesar exalted "Dictado".

The three of them formed a complete double-team with only one goal!
Lu Shanyan was delighted to hear the explosion of something in the bullet, but it didn't enter the body. It was like... he was shooting a huge copper bell!

"Ahhhh!" Lu Shanyan roared. He couldn't stop shooting, knowing that he couldn't penetrate, but at this moment, only by shooting bullets could he stop the dragon from counterattacking and cover the two men fighting in close quarters.

The last two bullets left the chamber almost at the same moment, and the magazine was empty. Lu Shanyan was full of expectations...

But as soon as Chu Zihang's Junyan was released, it was canceled by the dragon with the power of the first generation species. Then the dragon's wings flapped slightly, knocking Caesar and Chu Zihang away.

"Is this the first generation?" Lu Shanyan smiled miserably. He couldn't even hold the gun, and all his strength was used to support his knees.

He clearly knew that the dragon was standing a few meters away from him, but he could do nothing but gasp like a trapped animal.

Caesar vomited blood and broke two of his ribs.

Chu Zihang's left forearm was fractured, and he was holding on to the holy sword and gasping for air.

"That's all." The dragon said, "Open your eyes and look at your ancestors. The weak will always be weak."

There was a slight sound of strong wind, and the dragon's iron-green membrane wings slashed diagonally like a sharp blade, and the hook claws at the end of the membrane wings cut the cloth that covered Lu Shanyan's eyes.

Lu Shanyan did not expect such an attack. What he saw were eyes that were like golden gas lamps. They were longan. The longan stared at him silently, and a wave of mental pressure poured into his mind from the eye sockets, like a mortal being trapped. When God looked at him like that, his mind went blank and he just wanted to worship.

Dragon Eyes, he was controlled by Dragon Eyes, which he had been trying to avoid.

It took all his strength to close his eyes, but even through his eyelids, he could still see the dazzling golden brilliance.

"Don't you dare to look? Don't dare to face the power? Do you want to deny it? Deny that you have no future at all?" The dragon mocked, "Is this the only way the strongest human can do it? Even if it is mixed with the blood of my family, you are really a coward."

"Did I tell you?" Lu Shanyan said hoarsely, "In fact, it is human strength, which is not there at all. It is courage. Do you understand courage?"

"Your courage has given way to defeat."

"No, courage means..." Lu Shanyan suddenly pulled out the short knife from his waist and slashed it along the line between his eyes!
"Courage means..." Caesar struggled to get up from the ground, dropped Dictado, reached behind his back and grabbed a certain crossbow bolt.

"Courage means..." Chu Zihang closed his eyes.

"Xia Mi, I'm sorry." He said silently in his heart.

"Senior brother! What are you going to do!" The girl stopped controlling the Wind King's Eyes, and turned to fly towards Chu Zihang, "Idiot! You will die!"

But it was too late.

Chu Zihang opened his golden pupils like lava.

Three times...explosion of blood!

(End of this chapter)