Dragons: Reboot the New World

Chapter 41 No.40 Curtain ([-])

There was a bang bang bang outside the church door.

"Please come in." In the confession room, Chu Zihang slowly raised his head and said.

Someone pushed the door open and closed it again. The sound of footsteps echoed in the church, the sound was brisk and rhythmic. The person seemed to be strolling, and finally stopped in the center of the church. Chu Zihang opened the door of the confessional. .

The two people faced each other in silence. Chu Zihang's long black hair was not tied up and hung messily in front of him, covering his face. He was wearing the uniform of Kassel College and was holding the proud "Murasame". ”.

The opponent's whole body was covered in a black combat uniform, but he did not wear a mask, and his figure was extremely hot.

"Hello." Mai Shutoku waved to him, "I am your opponent."

"I know." Chu Zihang said, "Kassel College, Chu Zihang."

"Oh, Mai Shutoku, Department of Music, University of Tokyo, received the Mayor's Scholarship. It has been two years since graduation. I am admitted." Mai Shutoku's crimson eyebrows were raised. She looked at Chu Zihang's face, and the wind stirred him up. Her long hair revealed her frightening golden eyes.

"Your bloodline is a bit troublesome." Jiude Mai tilted her head and looked at Chu Zihang and said.

"Yes."

"Does a person like you sometimes feel conflicted when living in this world?" Mai asked with an interested expression.

"No, I have my own principles." Chu Zihang said, "And I also have my own persistence. There are some things I have to do."

"Why don't you cover your face?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Oh, it seems I have to explain it again, but I don't mind the trouble." Mai Shutoku smiled charmingly, "My bottom line is extra wide when it comes to handsome guys."

"I've tried covering my face before, but it didn't work very well," Mai Shutoku shrugged habitually. "Others are more impressed by my figure than my face. I can't cover my whole body in an Arab robe."

For Mai Shutoku, her perfect appearance is her biggest flaw.

No one can deny that she is a beauty, and she is one of a kind beauty.

Chu Zihang thought that even if the girls from Caesar's ballet company were to put on white court dance skirts and stand side by side, Mai Shutoku would immediately attract the attention of most men with her voluptuous figure that dominates the audience.

But that's not what he cares about.

"Then let's start like this." Chu Zihang said, his golden eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"Okay." Mai Shutoku replied, "But you have to wait for me."

"Please."

She took care of her long temples as if no one was there. Her long temples were specially kept, two feet long and as black as lacquer. The combination of girls' attire is very eye-catching.

Mai Shutoku put a silver headband on each end of her combed long temples. The headbands were engraved with beautiful butterfly patterns.

Chu Zihang didn't quite understand what she was doing.

"I'm ready." Mai spun around, her hair flying around Yinhuan's temples, and said to Chu Zihang, "Thank you for your gentlemanly demeanor, handsome young man Chu Zihang."

"You're welcome." After Chu Zihang finished speaking, a deep and deep voice came from his throat, and the rhythm became faster and faster, evolving into a high-pitched chant.

"Yan Ling·Jun Yan".

""Junyan"! ? ...That is the Word Spirit with serial number 89..." In the emergency command center in the office on the fourth floor of the art museum, cold sweat broke out on Professor Guderian's forehead, "He is only a third-year student, how could he possibly use "Jun Yan"? ? "

"I don't know, his bloodline is very special, very special." Schneider whispered, "But with his "Jun Yan", guarding the church is not a problem. "

"A third-year student driving "Jun Yan" is like a child riding a motorcycle that is about to break the speed... I can only be glad that he is still on our side and not on the Dragon Clan's side. Manstein said, "I believe you this time. The church doesn't need anyone else. Chu Zihang can solve the problem." "

Chu Zihang discovered something was wrong. Long Wen had finished chanting, but "Jun Yan" had not been successfully activated.

"What's going on?" Chu Zihang raised his eyes and looked at Mai Jude, who was playing with her hair in boredom.

"I didn't forget that you have a troublesome "Yan Ling·Jun Yan". "Jiude Mai blinked at him, with a teasing smile on her face, "Little brother Chu Zihang, have you ever heard a sentence? "

"About the death battle between the dragon clan, it is called "The blood of mortal kings must end with the sword." "

"It means that the war between kings can only be ended with swords and blood."

"In order to prevent you from cheating with "Junyan", I have imposed a small-scale "Speech Spirit·Commandment" in this church. "

"What?! "Commandments"? "Professor Manstein heard this and exaggeratedly shouted, "How can she have "Speech Spirit and Commandments"? ! "

"Except for seeing this word spirit in the "Night Watcher", I have never heard of any other "commandment" holders. "The cold sweat on Professor Guderian's face became more and more," What is the origin of the intruder this time? "

"No, you have all ignored the most important issue..." Professor Schneider looked serious, and his voice seemed particularly hoarse and heavy in the ventilator. "Don't forget the prerequisite for the activation of the "Commandment" verbal spirit suppression. It must be maintained. Some people have higher dragon blood than the suppressed people, and Chu Zihang’s dragon blood concentration is already so high..."

"So..." Professor Manstein muttered to himself absentmindedly, "How high is this woman's dragon blood concentration to such a terrifying level?"

They clearly understood that at this time, the battlefield of the church was no longer something they could intervene in.

"I understand." Chu Zihang was silent for a while. He didn't seem particularly surprised. He pulled out the sheath of "Murasame" and said, "Then it is as you wish."

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"elder brother……"

Old Tang was startled again. At this time, he had already entered the underground passage.

He turned off the light on his phone screen and stood quietly in the corridor for a while, but nothing was abnormal.

"Heard that wrong?" he thought.

Old Tang slowly straightened up, and instead of turning on his cell phone to illuminate it, he turned it off, touched the wall of the corridor, and walked forward with his waist bent.

"Brother..." This time the voice came from behind, as if someone sighed softly not far away.

He immediately pulled out the saw-barreled shotgun from his waistband, turned around and pointed it backwards. According to his extremely heroic or rough character, he should have blasted him with one shot, regardless of whether he was a human or a ghost, and then beat him to death.

But this time he was a little timid. He didn't know why. He felt that the child's voice was very familiar. It was the same in the dream. There was an indescribable feeling of familiarity. The child smiled warmly and sadly at him.

It’s as familiar as when you lived in an airport when you were a kid. You listened to planes taking off and landing every day, and you could sleep peacefully amidst the noise of jet engines. When you grew up and heard the roar of planes taking off and landing again, you actually felt drowsy. I feel like taking a nap.

This voice floated up faintly from the depths of his mind like a bubble. It was very familiar, so familiar that it had the same black sweetness as in his dreams, which made him feel a little sleepy.

"Who?" he asked.

No one answered.

Old Tang scratched the back of his head and regretted taking this job.

"I should have known that I and Mingming Fingel would eat and drink like crazy at that noble prince Caesar's banquet..." Old Tang muttered, "But speaking of which, why was Fingel there?" But he couldn't go back on his words and continued. Those who chose to go back on their word after taking the bounty mission posted on the hunter website disappeared without exception.

Moreover, this task gave him a premonition that he had to accept it. Even if he failed this time, this task would be like a ghost, always chasing after him slowly, like... …some kind of inescapable fate.

He thought of the shadow girl who was as transparent as crystal and Fingel who didn't know why he appeared here.

Although he is very nervous, if at this moment he still believes that the college he is studying in is just a gathering place for a group of DND tabletop game enthusiasts who love life and fantasy.

Then it would be too underestimated of his IQ. When he walked into this corridor, it was like walking into a maze.

In fact, he originally couldn't enter this maze so deep, but today he was really lucky, better than any time before. Every time he came to a dead end, there was a door that didn't exist in the first place. Can be pushed away.

Next is another underwater passage, with all kinds of strange creatures swimming in the water.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, but he finally saw a sign at the end of the submarine passage, "Ice Cellar."

……

……

He and Nono were returning to the academy from the top of the mountain.

All other things in the world are left behind by the fast sports car. With other people's fighting and killing as the background, the heroes and heroines run like lightning and laugh loudly. It is really as Nono said, this is a romantic game. ……elopement.

"I know." Lu Mingfei hurriedly caught the thrown phone and said honestly.

"Let's go back." Nono said calmly, "Now that we have had enough fun, it's time to fulfill our responsibilities as Kassel students."

"What are you going to do, senior sister?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"What else can I do? Just give them two quick slaps and make them lie down!" Chen Motong parked the Bugatti Veyron in front of the school gate, jumped out of the car and shouted majestically, "Speaking of which, I still want to try it. How about that Yanling you gave me, the name just sounds cool."

"Um..." Lu Mingfei looked at her bare feet and said weakly, "Senior sister, should you put on a pair of shoes first? It's really hard to believe that you go barefoot on the battlefield."

"That's right." Nono lowered his head to look at her feet, and his cute toes moved, "Then I'll go back to the dormitory first."

Lu Mingfei quickly looked away, it was too dangerous!He almost awakened some strange XP just now.

He stood there and hesitated for a while, then hesitantly said to Nuonuo: "Senior sister... how about I carry you?"

Nuonuo was stunned when she heard this. She thought she heard it wrong, and a teasing smile appeared on her face again, "Okay, you said it yourself."

The girl trotted over and jumped on the boy's back. The boy felt his back sink. A pair of slender white hands stretched out from behind and gently hugged his neck. Her long legs pinched his waist.

There was a soft touch on Lu Mingfei's back. He bumped Chen Motong's buttocks. The girl put her head next to his ear and whispered, "The elm head is finally enlightened."

"I am the elm head!" Lu Mingfei shouted, rushing towards her dormitory, "Lu Mingfei! Activate!"

Chen Motong screamed, then giggled.

"He'll leave after playing!" Nono suddenly sang "Tornado", "Come on, don't you like Jay Chou!"

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, then immediately picked up.

"Such a rhythm!"

“Love comes so fast like a tornado!”

"Hey, that's not the next sentence!"

"I don't care! Sing with me!"

Lu Mingfei had no choice but to take over, "I can't escape without the storm circle!"

Nuonuo suddenly stopped singing again, and she gently pressed her face against Lu Mingfei's back.

"It's nice to have you here," she said.

Lu Mingfei silently felt the sound of the wind blowing across his face, the smell of perfume on her body, the gentle touch on his back, and the girl's soft words in his ear, which seemed to be woven into a dense network. , covering his heart.

"It feels so damn good to do it all over again!" Lu Mingfei shouted with an unbridled smile.

When we are young, people have an awkward ability to bury a trace of love that is like a spring silkworm spitting out in their hearts for many years. Regardless of whether it has blossomed or not, the process is so beautiful that people will cry when thinking about it many years later.

But to be able to walk the road he has walked in life again, to see the scenery he has already seen, to meet the people he has already met, he thinks he will not hesitate this time. He will bury the love hidden in his heart. All the love I had felt for so many years was spoken out loud.

……

……

"Why are you here?" Renata asked blankly.

Zero blinked, "Can't I just come and see my girl?"

"No," Renata whispered, "I can handle it."

"Looking at you like this, it doesn't look like you can handle it." Zero showed her that familiar, sly smile, "How about we dance a tango together."

"There's no music," Renata said, her tone softening.

"Come on." Zero snapped his fingers, and the tuxedo suddenly turned into a night dress. He straightened his tie and stretched out a hand to the girl in front of him.

Renata's original tight-fitting combat uniform was replaced by a white shirt with embroidered edges, a camel-colored woolen skirt with fur trim, a barrel-shaped leather hat, and camel-colored fur boots.

Renata was in a trance, as if she had returned to that burning Christmas Eve decades ago.

"Aren't you satisfied, my little princess?" Zero snapped his fingers again. The glorious dome of the Odin Hall disappeared, and the surroundings suddenly turned into a familiar scene.

Latte art cut from colored paper was pasted on the wall of the passage, and a huge Christmas tree was decorated with colored lights, standing under a hanging portrait of Lenin.

The golden hall of Black Swan Port.

There was obviously no band, but there was faint tango music coming from all around.

Renata put her hand gently on No. Zero's neck. She raised her slender white legs like a proud swan. Her height matched No. Zero unexpectedly.

She vaguely felt that there was a time and place where the lights were so gorgeous and the applause was so thunderous.

But she didn't dance with him on that burning Christmas Eve in Black Swan Harbor.

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