Dragon Clan: Dragon Slayer Wizard, professional dragon slayer

Chapter 88 Alchemical Weapons (Please subscribe)

The black helicopter illuminated the messy mountains of Osaka. The huge propeller kept roaring in the sky, constantly disrupting the airflow in the air, and finally hovered ten meters above the ground.

Standing in the center of the mountain, Long Kui raised his hand to cover the incandescent light shining down from below. He squinted slightly and watched as a strong figure descended from the vertical ladder below the helicopter very neatly.

"Snapped……"

The shiny Italian black leather shoes stepped on the broken earth. A silver-haired old man gracefully landed on the ground like a gentleman in the old days. There were even some water drops on the red rose on his chest.

"Principal, do you always appear in such a cool way?"

Long Kui wore a black trench coat and strolled up to the handsome old man. He looked up at the buzzing armed helicopter above and couldn't help but sigh.

In terms of fashion, none of the ten of them could match the old gentleman in front of him.

As soon as Angers got off the plane, his clear eyes sunken into the eye sockets couldn't help but look towards the huge "meat mountain" ahead.

Then he gently replaced the red roses on his chest with white roses, let the dust from the mountains sprinkle on his straight shoulders, and walked slowly over.

"It's a pity that I couldn't personally attend your funeral, your 'honorable' next-generation sir."

Ange Yinglun's face looked at the pair of huge golden eyes that had long been lifeless, he lowered his head slightly, and murmured with some pity in his mouth.

"I didn't expect that it was the principal who came in person."

Long Kui walked to the old man's side at some point, looked up at the huge dragon corpse in front of him, and said softly.

"You said on the phone that you had slain a giant dragon, and you immediately said that the head of the executive department was down. But wasn't it like me, the only one left free?"

Angers took off the white rose from his chest and placed it gently in front of the dragon corpse. Then he looked at the young man beside him and smiled kindly.

"Principal, you are really good at joking. In your current state, I think it's okay to swim tens of thousands of meters along the coastline naked in the sea."

Long Kui smiled relaxedly.

During the day today, the Kassel College Executive Department received a call from Japan.

The young man inside came up and said:
"I killed a dragon, could you please send some people over to pull down the dragon meat?"

After hearing this, Professor Feng Schneider, the director of the executive department responsible for answering the phone, immediately took off the receiver and looked at the number above again. For a time, he thought it was a patient who had just been discharged from a mental hospital and had a recurrence of the disease. The call from their Kassel college came by accident.

After confirming that this number was indeed the secret party's internal hotline number, Professor Schneider was ready to scold the joke-loving commissioner bloody.

But the end result is... Norma sent a thrilling photo from Japan.

A young man stood on the broken earth. Behind him was a deep red pool of blood under the dark night sky. A huge green and white figure was like a hill, lying silently on the earth!
In the control room of the execution department, all the members who were still working were suffocated. Even though they were thousands of miles away from the mountain of flesh, they could still feel the boundless tyrannical power from it.

What kind of creature can have such a huge body and at the same time bring such a superior pressure to these hybrids?
There is only one answer.

Dragon.

This is the only thought left in the minds of all members of the executive department at this moment.

That is the ultimate goal pursued by these so-called secret party blades, and it is also the beginning of all the crimes that are set off by the flames of war.

"But he's already dead..." An unknown commissioner murmured softly in a quiet environment. Professor Schneider stared blankly at the big screen in the central control room, his mind going blank.

Someone...succeeded in slaying the dragon? !
These were the words that immediately echoed in the heart of this professor from Kassel College who only had half a life left.

After a brief commotion, the control room of the execution department was completely boiling!
Then there was an urgent meeting to discuss, and they sent the most senior commissioner to go to the funeral of this "great" dragon! "I thought you were the most outstanding student I have ever encountered, but I was wrong." Angers patted the young man in front of him on the shoulder and said calmly with a smile:
"You are far better than I thought, Long Kui."

Long Kui shrugged his shoulders and accepted the compliment from the No. 1 in his academy without any psychological pressure.

He had heard this kind of talk too much since he was a child.

Even if there was a competition in the guild to see who could destroy buildings the most, Long Kui would always be at the top.

After all, he usually does not damage public facilities when doing his tasks. Once he does, it will definitely be a large-scale damage.

There is no way, the magical properties are here.

"What do you plan to do with this dragon corpse?" Angre looked at the green and white figure in front of him and asked softly.

"..." Long Kui did not answer, but asked inexplicably:
"Principal...how much is this dragon corpse worth?"

"Priceless." Angers replied without thinking.

"Priceless?" Long Kui raised his eyes slightly and couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Yes, priceless." Ange said lightly:

"This is the first surviving second-generation corpse to this day. Although it is not complete, if it is revealed, it can still cause a bloody storm in the world of hybrids."

After saying that, the old man couldn't help but look at Long Kui deeply:
"Not everyone is like us, with only pure faith. We slay dragons, just slay dragons, while other hybrids... they want to control the power of the dragon clan, so as to become..."

"The new 'Dragon'."

"The new dragon clan..." Long Kui looked at the green and white giant dragon corpse in front of him that was cut into pieces, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a moment, Long Kui raised his head slightly and spoke softly:
"Principal, how about we make a deal?"

"Deal? This dragon corpse... I thought you were going to give it to the academy for free." Ange made a joke with a half-smile.

"Before I knew the value, I did have this idea." Long Kui nodded:
"But now that I know this thing is priceless, how could I give up this opportunity of 'The Lion Opens His Mouth'?"

"I don't owe the academy anything."

"Indeed, you alone killed this dragon corpse, which is equivalent to your personal belongings. Tell me, what price do I need to pay to get this dragon corpse?" Angkor nodded and lowered his head slightly.

"It's very simple. Help me create a handy alchemy weapon. Just use the materials from this dragon."

"Alchemy weapons...that's okay." Ange's eyes flickered:

"Tell me, do you want a knife or a sword."

"I want a gun." Long Kui's brown eyes looked forward quietly.

"Gun? The kind with a long pole?" Angers was a little surprised. He had never heard of his S-level student having the habit of dancing with a gun.

"No, it's a pistol, a thermal weapon."

　I really want to play the fantasy beast Pallu! ! ! (Darkness creeps.) It’s a pity that I still have to code... I’m tired of seeing all the dragon protagonists using samurai swords and cold weapons. This time I want to use hot weapons.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)