Chapter 10 Act IX Dragon Tomb

"An egg..." thought Thirteen, "Brass Egg" Would such a report be worth more than $200? The 13th is a little hesitant, a little unrealistic, and the money is too easy to make, right? Inside the quartz glass cavity is such a pot, made of brass, with a dark green patina on the surface, incised, Gandhara-style patterns can be vaguely seen, and a giant tree is guarded by two snakes.The outer wall was originally completely closed, but there was a gray tin-colored area above it, and a black gap, as if it had been corroded. It's always like an egg. But there is no doubt that this is his goal. The metal rust smell in the air is already choking here. The strong magnetic field makes a loose thin screw on his wrist watch fly out and stick tightly to the quartz glass cavity. The outer wall was trembling.No wonder this laboratory is made of pure glass, with almost no metal visible.

Dozens of pairs of eyes looking at him from behind, staring at the target in a daze, will reveal their secrets sooner or later. Thinking quickly on the 13th, "What is it? It's worth 5 million US dollars in exchange for its information?" He suddenly realized, "Yes! What they care about is not the outer shell of this thing, but what's inside!" "No wonder the instructions say to observe with the naked eye, it's a dead end! Take a look inside!" No. 13 made up his mind.In full view of everyone, he tore off his lab coat, leaped onto the console, and tiptoed to look into the gap.The dark gap is like a well of time.

"Brother, there are many people outside." "Maybe die? But, Constantine, don't be afraid." "Don't be afraid, stay with my brother, don't be afraid...but why...don't you eat me? Eat me, brother can break through any kind of cage." "You are good food, but that would be too lonely, for thousands of years, only you and me are together." "But death is really sad. It's like being sealed in a black box, forever and ever, pitch black... I want to grope in the dark, but I can't reach out my hand, and nothing will come out..."

"The fate of the so-called abandoned group is to cross the wilderness, raise the battle flag again, and return to the hometown. Death is not terrible, it is just a long sleep. Before I can devour the world, it is better to sleep peacefully than to trek alone in anticipation. We will still wake up Come." "Brother...will you eat me when you raise the battle flag and devour the world?" "Yes, then you will be with me and rule the world!" "Who is... talking?" Number 13 felt dizzy. It seemed that he was really standing by a well, listening to the people in the well. In the darkness down the well, someone looked up at him. The well was very deep, and he would fall into it at any time.

"Damn it, why is this a second-rate stage play?" No. 13 suddenly looked away, feeling a little bewitched, something that is too old may be a little evil.Fortunately, No. 13 never cared about strange things.But my heart still beat wildly. "All fighters are in the front line!" After reading this sentence in broken Chinese, No. 13 pulled out the shotgun, turned and pointed at the stunned researchers outside the reinforced glass bottle, "Anyone who is not afraid of death will die!" Raise your hand!" He learned those nine characters by watching cartoons, exorcising evil is top-notch, and it is a good saying that gods block and kill gods and Buddhas.

Number 13 let out a long breath, and he didn't know whether it was really effective or because of his high concentration, the curling voice in his head disappeared. The principal was stunned for a moment, and immediately raised his hands. It seemed that he was an old guy who knew current affairs. The researchers' eyes were full of "I don't believe it", but they followed the principal and raised their hands one after another. "That's it, I added a sentence in the report to observe the inside through the gap, but I didn't observe anything." No. 13 thought, "It just seems...someone took a look at him inside."

But it is obviously impossible here. Under the low temperature of liquid nitrogen, even if there are flagellates in it, it will freeze to death. "Take it as a report for a field practice class in high school, let's make do with it." No. 13 kicked open the door of the cryogenic chamber. A researcher suddenly lifted the transparent plastic cover on the console, and tapped the red button inside with one hand. "'Dragon's Lair' has entered closed mode! Closed mode!" The stern girl echoed in the air. The strengthened cover outside the quartz glass chamber on the back of No. 13 snapped shut, as many as twelve sealing valves were fastened at the same moment, and at the same time a large amount of liquid nitrogen was injected into the quartz glass chamber.

"Are you calling the police? You think I'm robbing a 24-hour convenience store?" No. 13 was very annoyed by this sudden situation. He should have put the saw-barreled shotgun to the researcher's forehead and blasted him in the head, but he was a bit bloody, and every bullet had soaked through in the aquarium.So he stepped forward and kicked that guy over, taking down seven or eight researchers at the same time.Taking advantage of the confusion, No. 13 turned around and ran out of the laboratory. "Stop him!" the principal yelled. The researchers woke up and swarmed outside.

At this moment, in the waterway above the "Aquarium", the mobile phone lost by No. 13 in the sewer gap suddenly turned on. "No. 13, if you are not dead at this time, then you should be close to the target. Your target is a brass tank with a height of about 1.8 meters and a diameter of about 1.2 meters. There is a corroded gap on the top. The last instruction is to open the gray tin bottle and pour the solution in the bottle through the gap. The mission is over, and the prize money will rise to 10 million US dollars." Water eventually invaded the battery and the phone stopped working forever

In the shadow of the cryogenic hatch, someone sighed lowly, and everyone chased him out, and no one noticed him in the chaos. "The mission failed like this? Young people are really unreliable." He said softly. He stepped out of the shadows, picked up the tin screen left by No. 13, walked into the quartz glass cavity, and inserted a black card into the card slot on the operating table. "This operation will lead to the opening of the 'Dragon's Lair', and Norton, the Lord of Bronze and Fire, may wake up. Operation prohibited! Operation prohibited! Operation prohibited!" Norma's voice echoed above the laboratory, the buzzer sounded loudly, and the police lights All lit up, and red light rolled across the entire laboratory.

"Keep quiet, Norma, this is the time for us to witness the miracle." The man pulled down the hand valve, cutting off the communication between the entire laboratory and Norma. The main power supply was cut off, Norma's voice disappeared, and the lights went out one by one, leaving only the alarm beeping with power, and the police lights rotating. The crimson of police lights flowed in the darkness, like the crimson of magma, the crimson of blood... the crimson of doomsday. Light up the man's expressionless face. The temperature rises rapidly, the high-speed rotating electron flow in the superconducting magnetic field attenuates, the quartz glass chamber suspended in mid-air slowly descends, the twelve sealing valves are released at the same moment, and a huge amount of white steam is ejected, which is enough to resist the strafing of a submachine gun The reinforced outer cover is open. "Dedicate my bones and blood to His Majesty Nidhogg. He is the existence of the supreme, the most powerful, and the most virtuous. He rules the entire world with his destiny." The man reached out to touch the quartz glass cavity, and felt the vibration coming from inside. The vibration became more and more violent. "It's good that you didn't keep me waiting too long!" The man drew the knife from his sleeve.A bright blue knife mark was left on the glass wall.The vacuum inside was broken, and air screamers poured in.The man cut off the neck of the gray tin bottle with one knife, and aimed the cut at the crack.The gray tin-colored liquid entered the interior of the quartz glass cavity along the knife marks, and circulated along the inner wall of the glass wall like a thin snake, away from the central copper tank, as if fearing it.But as more and more liquids entered the glass cavity, the ash flow began to boil and bubble, making a sound of rushing and peeling, like something alive, giving out... cheers before victory. The man put the knife in his cuff and left the cryogenic laboratory. He looked back at the door for the last time, and all the gray tin solution flew off the inner wall in an instant, and "pounced" on the copper pot.When the two come into contact, a severe corrosion effect appears. The indestructible copper tank is like a piece of cheese softened in a microwave oven, and dark green mist radiates in all directions. An unspeakable growl echoed in the cryogenic laboratory, frantic and anxious. "Welcome to the world again, Constantine." The man closed the door. "Damn it, come on! If you dare to walk in, I'll blow you up!" No. 13 waved a shotgun with a fierce look on his face. The elevator door behind him opened slowly, and the pale-faced researchers were pointed at by the gunpoint.This group of people obviously didn't have any combat experience, but after chasing here, they gathered together and became the perfect target for this gun. "Whose words are useful? Think of a way?" said one of the researchers. "We are all...research-oriented speech spirits...otherwise, how can we enter the research department?" Someone replied dejectedly, "You think I don't want to go to the executive department?" All of a sudden, the lights went dark, and a short moment later, a shrill siren sounded from the dark corridor, ten times harsher than the siren sound just now.The white light from the elevator illuminated the paler faces of the researchers. "Cryogenic lab!" someone said. "There's no one left there! God!" The group of researchers ran back like crazy, ignoring the shotguns pointed at them.It seems that that thing is more important than life in their eyes.Only the dazed No. 13 was left standing in front of the elevator door, suddenly feeling that he had become unimportant, and even a little lost. "What's going on? I have to say your power distribution system sucks." Thirteen muttered. He smashed the button of the elevator with the butt of his gun, destroying all the buttons, and then fled into the elevator.He breathed a sigh of relief as the elevator doors closed. There were only two emergency elevators leading directly to the upper floors. Destroying the buttons meant that no one could catch up to him. "This counts... as a success?" No. 13 adjusted her hairstyle facing the mirror-like elevator door, but something was wrong, her heart seemed to be grasped by a hand, the blood flow seemed to be accelerating, and her breathing was getting faster and faster. The more unsmooth it is. How can there be so much pressure?It seems that when the darkness falls, something... is chasing after it! "bass"! In the sound of the sea tide, the metal roars "She... drew the knife!" Caesar suddenly understood. He threw two Desert Eagles into the air, opened his clothes, pulled out the "Dick Rado" hidden behind his waist, and drew a cross vertically and horizontally at extreme speed.In the darkness, the three knives collided, and in the flying sparks, Caesar saw Mai Tokuro's pointed face flashing in front of him, and the crimson eyeshadow in the corners of his eyes was as thick as blood. At the last moment, Caesar made the right judgment. Mai's fight was not going to be with a gun.She drew the knife. Hanging two Glocks in a conspicuous place, as a member of the Mint Club, boasting that she has a face, a figure, and enthusiasm, and looks like a fashionable woman in all directions, Mai Sake Tokuro is really proud of her two weapons. Deliberate knife. She specializes in melee combat. It was just an instant difference, if the two desert eagles hadn't slightly blocked the linen just now, Caesar would have been almost hit head-on.The knife fight was not the same as the gun fight, where Ferriga bullets were used, but now it was a fight to the death. The sackcloth disappears at the touch of a finger. Caesar bowed his head, listening intently. But he couldn't find Mai, and his heartbeat was suppressed by Mai in some way, and then covered up with howling. It was difficult for him to detect the sound of the knife in advance.The two knives have been specially designed, the wind aids the wind and the sound is very quiet, and the sound of the knives is exactly the same as the whistling sound of the butterfly hairpin on the sideburns of the sackcloth. Two strands of entangled whistling sound spun rapidly around Caesar, sometimes high and sometimes low, and sometimes back and forth, like a ghost. Mai has not made a second cut so far, but from which angle will the next cut come from?unimaginable. "Are all Japanese ninjas?" Caesar asked, "It's interesting that the howling and high-speed movement made me lose my target." "Are all Italian men pretending?" The voice came from the front, but the whistle was behind. "Quick battle, three swords, can you kill me?" Caesar asked. "Okay, three swords. But don't be afraid, most of the time you will be seriously injured and disabled. I have always been merciful to men with the right body shape for me." "I'll be a gentleman to a lady with a good figure!" With the tip of the knife drooping, Caesar gave up all defensive postures and stood upright silently.However, the spirit was raised to the extreme, invisible orders were issued, the domain expanded, and the weasel danced wildly in the void. "The first cut!" The voice of giggling was caught one meter away from the front. Caesar raised his hand violently, and "Dick Tudor" did not slash to the front, but blocked it above his head.Only a few tenths of a second later, the whistle and the sound of a knife were captured above the head, and the real blow was aimed at Caesar's heart.The two knives collided, and the linen clothes, which were as light as a cicada's wing, slid away silently with the power of the counter knives, hiding in the darkness here. "It's amazing how sharp it is in your hands, third grade." Mai's chuckle was all over the place. "It's just the beginning, your movement speed has increased again." Caesar returned to a posture of bowing his head in silence, "Using speed to fight acumen?" "Yes, the second knife!" Caesar froze, and there were whistles and knives at the same time above his head and under his feet. Above and below, there seemed to be two sackcloths.Caesar dived forward, and Dick Tudor smoothed behind him, building a layer of defense.The chasing straight-edged knife and Dick Tudor brushed by less than one centimeter apart, without making any sound, and the linen was once again hidden in the darkness. "You made up yourself with the voice of the hairpin." Caesar rolled on the spot and stood up. "Smart, the third knife is also the last knife!" Caesar took a deep breath, sucking each breath into the depths of his lungs.You must concentrate and go all out in groups. This is a rare opportunity for actual combat.He had never encountered such an opponent before. Sweat poured out from every pore of his body, and his shirt was completely soaked, as if he had just run a marathon on the track and field.But there is a feeling of carelessness.Every "Scythe Weasel" woke up, screaming excitedly. He has absolute confidence.Fighting side by side with him is an army composed of wind demons! He heard the sound of a bamboo flute being blown, and suddenly froze. The butterfly hair clip on the sideburns of the sackcloth made a sound like a bleak Japanese flute, but now, the sound of the flute gradually dissipated, leaving only a faint tail. There is only one explanation, Mai, who won with extreme speed, suddenly stopped, giving up all her advantages. But the strange thing is that the final tail sound comes from every angle in all directions, 360 degrees, and there is a Mai standing in every degree of space. In a world with light, this is simply impossible, and there is no word spirit that can produce an effect similar to the "separation technique". But in a pitch-black world, judging from the sound of Kamaitachi's capture, that's it. Caesar lowered his head. In his consciousness, countless sackcloths stood in a circle around him, and he was raising the knife in his hand very slowly, so that there would be no sound from the knife. 360 sharp knives will be activated at any time. Caesar smiled silently, his "spirit" collapsed in this smile, the field shrank instantly, and the weasel flew back, like countless birds returning to their nests in the dark. He gave up his advantage. The last knife is like a duel of Japanese samurai, the murderous aura has frozen time, just waiting for a flying leaf to cut through the silence.The sword light exploded. "Ding"! The sound was like a rattle, cutting the taut string like a knife.The balanced situation collapsed, 360 Mais rushed in at the same time, each degree within 360 degrees was a sharp blade, and Mai Tokuku's "Blade Spinning Lan" surrounded him like a storm. Caesar turned around, squatted down, held the knife in both hands, went all out, and slashed towards his right rear! At the last moment, he didn't judge the enemy's position at all. The angle of force of the knife he swung was already set in his mind, as precise as measuring it with a square. Dick Tudor faced one of the 360 ​​sackcloths, and the blades collided with each other, making an ear-piercing sound.All other fantasies collapsed at this moment, the breath of the two sprayed into each other's faces, and all their strength was pressed against the blade. "Not bad, how did you find out my real location?" Mai asked. "How do you make sounds in all directions at the same time?" Caesar asked back. "Shouldn't the elegant Italian man be the first to confess tactical secrets?" "Heartbeat, you have learned ninjutsu to suppress the sound of your heartbeat, but with high-speed exercise, your heartbeat involuntarily speeds up. In the end, the sound made by 'butterfly' is no longer enough to cover your heartbeat. This is what I agreed with you three times. The reason is that during the first two cuts, your heartbeat was still difficult to capture." "I made a mistake... I thought Italian men didn't have much wisdom except for beautiful women..." In the darkness, Mai pouted. "It's your turn," Caesar said "The winner doesn't need to say much." Said Mai. Caesar's forehead was pressed against something cold, and he was stunned for a moment to realize that it was the Glock in sackcloth. Mai held a knife against Dictado, and held a gun against Caesar's forehead, "Put down the knife, I don't know what will happen if Ferriga's bullet is fired against your forehead, maybe it will hit your forehead directly before it vaporizes in time. Wear a hole?" "Hey... we agreed to use a knife." Caesar reluctantly removed the power from the knife. "When did I say that? Even if I said it, would you still believe what a girl said?" Mai slapped him on the forehead, "Seeing that your EQ is so low, you can't find a girlfriend, right?" "I thought the Japanese practiced Bushido," Caesar said, "and I have a girlfriend." Caesar's grandfather once told him about the pedantry of Japanese bushido. He said that on the Sino-Japanese battlefield, Japanese and Chinese fight bayonets. During the stalemate, the Chinese pulled the trigger... smack... Oh, the Chinese turned around and fought the bayonet with the next Japanese. "It was because of such an ally that Italy failed in World War II!" Caesar's grandfather concluded "You know Japan during the Meiji Restoration in 1868, right?" Mai pouted "elder brother".Childish voices seem to rise from a deep well The fiery wind blows towards their faces, the bright light shines through their eyelids and their eyes hurt sharply, and their noses are full of a strong burning smell. The two of them fell down at the same time, because at that moment, something pressed their hearts almost to a stop, and the pressure was a hundred times stronger than that of "Blade Spinning Lan", which made people gasp in shock. The feeling of oppression was fleeting, but in the short moment just now, they felt like they were in a burning hell. "What... the situation?" The two asked at the same time. "I don't know" two people answered at the same time Both of them opened their eyes. The hall should have been completely dark, but at this moment there was a faint light.The place seemed to have been swept away by some kind of fire wind, and there was thick smoke all around. Rows of wooden benches were broken into two pieces from the middle, with uneven cuts, shining dark red light.The hard old oak is burning slowly, and I don't know what is ignited by it. After so many years, these oak has become as hard as pig iron. "Ask your college secretary to turn on the lights!" Mai ordered. "Halftime right? We didn't have a truce," Caesar said. "I have the advantage, let you go one step, third grade." Mai retracted the Glock. "Norma, turn on the light!" Caesar slowly retracted Dikrado. There was no response, and the hall was still completely dark. "Norma didn't respond, I don't know why." Caesar tried to keep his balance, as an "A" student, he had authority with Norma, and there was never a time when Norma didn't respond to him. "Is it tripping?" Mai was a little annoyed, "What third-rate company made the power distribution system of your Cassel College?" "It's okay, I have a jet lighter for smoking cigars...the light is not bad." Caesar said this, and took out a lighter with a sterling silver casing from his pocket. "Go away, what do you want?" Mai was impatient, and took out the burning stick from the back pocket of the combat uniform The incendiary stick illuminated the surrounding area, and the companions who were hit by Ferriga's bullet and fell unconscious were still lying quietly. Except for the oak bench being out of position and burning, there seemed to be no other abnormalities. "So you have so many 'butterflies'." Caesar said. Surrounding them, eight silver butterfly hairpins were hung on spider-like thin threads. Mai used these hairpins to create the illusion that there were clones in all directions.Mai took off all the "butterflies" and put them away.When Caesar was about to reach out to pick one up and take a look, she stared back. "It's okay, don't collect ladies' things!" Caesar shook his head helplessly. "There are holes in the floor of the podium," Mai said. Caesar followed his fingers, one with a hole in two rows on the podium floor, like... two rows of footprints.But each footprint burned through the teak floor, revealing the gray concrete beneath. Caesar tried to step on those footprints with his own name, "If it was left by someone, then a person who is about 1.6 meters tall would have a step distance that is only two-thirds of mine." Mai also stepped on it and tried it, "Although I am ten centimeters shorter than you, its stride is only two-thirds of mine... Oh, I didn't mean you have short legs... Third grade, walk along Look around with your feet." "Don't always call me a third grader, Caesar, Caesar Gattuso, you should have basic respect for your enemies!" "I'll change my words when you reach the fourth grade." Mai followed those footprints to the back of the Odin statue. They took a deep breath, looked at each other, and felt palpitations in their hearts. "Is there something strange hidden in your academy?" Mai asked. "There are a lot of strange things, but not that strange." Caesar said, "Didn't you make them?" Mai shook her head, "I have no idea at all." "Would it take hours to melt through a metal door of this thickness, even with a welding torch?" Caesar squatted beside the scene. "The technique is very skillful, and the proportions of the human body are too accurate." Said Mai. They understood what the "ding" sound was, it was the sound of the elevator arriving.Probably because Norma's communication was interrupted, the door was not opened, but there was a hole in the door, obviously a hole that had been melted through, the edge of the hole glowed brightly, the steel melted into red hot molten steel, and hit the ground drop by drop . That hole, one can tell at a glance that it is... a human heart! "Come up from the basement by elevator?" Mai looked at Caesar, "It melts through such an alloy, and its temperature is about the same as the surface of the sun..." "There is one more unexplainable thing." Caesar whispered, "The man was almost there before I took back the 'Scythe Weasel', that is, my mind was all focused on the sound of the heartbeat, but I didn't catch any strange the beating of a heart...if he was a human being, his heart wouldn't beat." Cold sweat drenched Mai's underwear, she was silent for a long time, "Third grade, stand away from me, I have to make a phone call." At the school gate, a few students were armed with guns.When they heard the roar of the motorcycle, it was too late to get in. A dazzling silver light came at a very high speed. It was a Harley motorcycle, twisting a dangerous solitary line, successfully dodged the barrage, and cut past them.Some people say that the Mongols are a nation that grows on horseback, so this guy must be from some nation that grows on motorcycle seats. "Hallelujah! God always favors the handsome!" shouted Number 13. It went so smoothly. After leaving the basement, he quickly found a silver Harley motorcycle. This was a good car he had dreamed of. The most rare thing was that the key was still inserted in the keyhole. This mission full of accidents is over here, and he will go back to get his 5 million US dollars, and then retire, and spend his whole life wandering around the world, roaming the island countries with white sand, blue sea and jade legs in the Pacific Ocean! No. 13 was full of joy, turned around and made a grimace. In the darkness behind, those girls who were still wearing white dresses held high heels in one hand and shot Uzi in the other, but they obviously couldn't catch up with him. He was suddenly enveloped by the dazzling lights from the side, and at the same time there was the roar of the surging engine. "Ambush?" No. 13 was shocked. It was too late to dodge, he jumped off the motorcycle, relying on his excellent jumping ability, he landed on the ground a few billowing dust before stopping. The Harley motorcycle turned into a silver light, flew over the roof of the car, hit the guardrail stone on the side of the road, and flew down the cliff. Lu Mingfei looked at the silver light in fear, jumped out of the car and walked to the other victim's side, rubbing his hands, speaking in poor English, "You're not hurt...I...you came out so suddenly. " "Hey... what are you doing?" Lu Mingfei raised his hand in a swish. A pitch-black gun barrel pressed against Lu Mingfei's jaw from top to bottom, and No. 13 was furious. "Stop him! He's an intruder!" shouted the chasing students. "Are you here to ambush me?" No. 13 said viciously. "I have nothing to do with them! Absolutely nothing! I just drove by to buy hot dogs." Lu Ming was very knowledgeable about current affairs. He didn't know if he could fool the "Dragon Clan", but the appearance of the "Dragon Clan" was beyond his expectation. If the face of the dragon family is blue, with two corners of the mouth and catfish whiskers, Lu Mingfei can understand it, but this guy looks too standard, just like Lu Mingfei, he is a standard human being.A very happy face, a head of black hair in Chinese style, and a pair of iconic eyebrows... wonder why these eyebrows look so familiar? Lu Mingfei's pupils dilated suddenly, "Hey...you're not Old Tang, are you?" No. 13 froze for a moment, "Your cheap face...it looks like a big bear..." Lu Mingfei used a bear with a big head as his avatar in that interstellar group.Old Tang is Lu Mingfei's only friend in the United States, except for classmates and professors like Nuonuo and Finger.I don't know how many nights they spent on the interstellar map. During the interview at Kassel College, Old Tang even video-chatted him to help him correct his spoken language.Because of getting to know Old Tang, Lu Mingfei felt that there was still a friendly place on the map of the United States, Brooklyn, New York. How could I meet Old Tang here?Why is he holding a gun against it?Isn't Old Tang eating his social relief in Bricklin, New York?Didn't you say that you will take him around the United States with a greyhound?The world was turned upside down in Lu Mingfei's mind. "Acquaintance?" Nuonuo raised her hands in the car next to her. "Old Tang...I'm a big bear...ah no, I'm Mingming...don't shoot...why are you here?" Lu Mingfei cried, "Mingming" is his ID in the group. "Say it in the future group! Tell it in the future group! I just came to do some work... Now I am in a hurry to leave after work..." Old Tang looked over Lu Mingfei's shoulder at the Bugatti Veyron behind him, and then She looked Nuonuo up and down, "Yeah! Very hot girl! Lend me the car for a while." "You have already borrowed my boyfriend's Harley." Nuonuo said, the moment the car crashed, she saw that it was Caesar's favorite motorcycle passing by. Old Tang looked Lu Mingfei up and down, "I underestimated you, I never thought that you would be next to a beautiful girl just after leaving the country, not only a Bugatti Veyron, but also a Harley motorcycle! What kind of world is this?" "I still want to ask what kind of world this is?" Lu Mingfei held up his hands, "I lent you the car, no need to return it!" "I still have to borrow you and your burning sister as hostages!" Old Tang dragged Lu Mingfei onto the Bugatti. "Drive!" He turned his head and yelled at Nuonuo. "Old Tang, what are you going to do? How about some friendship?" Lu Mingfei said loudly. "Don't talk nonsense! Put on a show, let him go down the mountain," Old Tang said in a low voice, and then yelled at the approaching pursuers, "If you chase him, kill him!" He tried his best to put on a menacing expression, and his happy face was sometimes his trouble, and often people thought he was not threatening but joking.But this time, he felt his aura take effect, and those goth girls in white skirts with guns suddenly stopped, their expressions froze instantly, and they stepped back step by step. "Hey, what's that expression? Is that...the expression of hell?" Old Tang was a little surprised. It works well, but it's too good to be true. At this moment, he felt the hot wind blowing from behind, as if a sun was rising behind him, he turned his head to look at Nuo Nuo tremblingly, Nuo Nuo's long hair was blown forward wildly by the hot wind. All three of them felt that they could not breathe. What those girls were afraid of was not Old Tang, but something...something standing behind them. That huge coercion almost knocked people down. Old Tang didn't dare to turn his head back, as if there was a wolf behind him and would bite his throat off if he turned around.He poked Lu Mingfei's waist, "Look back." "Don't be stupid, you are such a hero, why don't you turn around and tell me to turn around?" Lu Mingfei trembled. "Don't look back," Nuonuo's voice trembled, "Look in the rearview mirror." In the rearview mirror, on the hood of the Bugatti rear engine, stood a burning figure, who was slowly bending down with his arms outstretched, as if he wanted to kiss one of Old Tang and Lu Mingfei. His face became more and more clear in the rearview mirror, his pupils were burning, glowing brilliant gold, his face seemed to be cracked, and lava flowed in the cracks.A terrifying expression slowly opened up on a terrifying face. "Brother." He said softly. "Ghost!" Lu Mingfei hugged Old Tang and screamed, his mouth was so wide that a pineapple could be stuffed into it. "Everyone avoids danger! Everyone avoids danger!" Professor Schneider's roar echoed in the campus radio. The burning figure in the roar passed a high-voltage transformer, and the metal shell of the transformer melted instantly, and the brilliant electric spark fountain rushed up to the height of a person, and then exploded, turning the surrounding lawns into scorched earth. The sound of gunfire was like thunder, and dense barrages came from both sides. The students who had received battlefield training hid behind the buildings on both sides of the lawn and made perfect cross shots.Both groups are equipped with M4 guns as standard. The 5.56 mm caliber steel core bullets are fired at a rate of 900 rounds per minute. The magazine is emptied in an instant, and the magazine is replaced immediately and then fired.The failure of the previous rounds of shooting made the person in charge no longer prepared to make reservations. The vice president of the Lionheart Club, Lancelot, a third-year student from France, directed the raid. None of the bullets could hit the figure, and when they were about two meters away from him, the bullets melted, as if there was an invisible layer of dark fire there.The scorching hot molten steel flowed at a high speed on the cover wall, and more and more pooled, and the warheads hit it in vain, like a group of moths fighting a flame. Amidst the dull blasting sound, dozens of smoke trails moved towards the figure.They used the 40mm rifle grenade configured by the M4 gun family. The explosive power of this thing can kill an infantry fighting vehicle with a frontal hit. The figure didn't move, but the molten steel swirling around him moved, and the molten steel splashed in all directions, catching all the grenades in the air, and the explosive force completely spread out. Lancelot's face was illuminated by the fire, and he twitched slightly. "President, bullets and grenades are useless to him." He held the phone. In the ruined church, Chu Zihang and the other party looked at each other from a distance. Under the attack of "Yan Ling·Jun Yan", both of them kept their clothes intact. "Lancelot, retreat! If he can order metal and flame, he belongs to the tribe of Norton, the king of bronze and fire. Before he uses the 'lord flame', retreat!" Chu Zihang turned off the phone. "Is this your plan?" Chu Zihang asked. "If this was our plan, I wouldn't have given you the time to call." The voice of the three-no girl was still calm, and she didn't even have to take a breath after confronting Chu Zihang with her dangerous words. "Unexpected situation? I trust you." Chu Zihang said. "Believe me?" "I'm different from Caesar. I know the true meaning of 'three noes'. You have no words, no heart and no expression. You are the kind of heartless person who is too lazy to lie." "Then, the next decisive battle." The three-no girl turned and left. "Am looking forward to." A deep chant echoed on the lawn, and the air was filled with a more and more intense burning smell. Above the figure's head, the air seemed to be ignited. The power beyond the scope of human understanding condensed there, and everyone felt the pressure. "All avoid the trap!" Schneider and Lancelot shouted at the same time. That power shattered. Close to the effect of a napalm air explosion, the surging flames radiate from one point, and move in all directions, carrying a strong shock wave. The figure stood tens of meters away from the nearest building, but all the glass around him shattered, and flames shot in from the window, like a fire-breathing dragon spitting out its tongue of fire. After the explosion, with the figure as the center, all the grass on the lawn was burned, and the ground turned black.The figure seemed to be standing in the center of a black sun totem, and began to chant again! "That's...'Jun Yan'?" Lancelot murmured. He suddenly discovered that he had never really understood Chu Zihang's potential and bloodline, which made people not only admire, but also...fear! In the library control room, "Dad! Can you release the 'Commandment' now?" Manstein yelled into the phone, "That dragon...it should be a dragon...is releasing high-risk word spirits around the campus!" "Don't be kidding, the 'discipline' can't be more effective than my higher-level bloodline! That dragon..." The old cowboy's voice was trembling, "It seems to be the first generation!" "The first generation... isn't it... the four kings?" Manstein was sweating profusely. Schneider looked gloomy, holding the microphone tightly, and remained silent.He was at a loss as to what instructions to convey to the thousands of students on campus. "Where did you die?" Mai finally dialed the phone. She had been hopping in the Hall of Valor for ten minutes, but the other party still didn't answer the phone. “麻衣，你还没结束幺？看来那个恺撒·加图索叫你很棘手哦。”对方懒洋洋地，声音含煳不清，似乎在嚼着什幺酥脆的东西。 “别吃薯片了！这里的状况一塌煳涂！有个浑身冒火的影子正在四处放火，像一台即将爆炸的炼钢炉那样喷发，这里不久就会被拆平！”麻衣气急败坏地大喊，“这是你计划中的幺？你下次能不能不要挤牙膏一样公布你的方案了？告诉我全部！” “炼钢炉那样的男人？”咀嚼薯片的声音忽然停下，可以想见薯片从那张懒洋洋的嘴巴里掉落的情景。 “不可能！绝不可能！”手机里的女人大声说。 恺撒一把从麻衣手中抓过手机，“我可以作证，跟酒德小姐说的一模一样，那个炼钢炉一样的男人，现在距离我们只有不到100米。” “你哪位？” “恺撒·加图索，卡塞尔学院三年级。”恺撒把手机交还给麻衣。 “喂！麻衣，你搞错了吧？你不是应该和刚才那家伙杀个你死我活幺？”女人说。 “等一下再你死我活！这样下去都要死了！我现在连撤出都做不到！”麻衣看着不远处草坪上绽开的焰球，“他现在已经从炼钢炉进化为喷火龙了！” 她勐地下蹲，炽焰从她头顶的窗口射入，一道两米长的火蛇一闪而灭。 “拍个手机视频给我！”女人焦急地说。 “薯片女你有时候真是龟毛龟到家了！”麻衣一边骂，一边还是把手机高举到窗口去拍摄。 高速的3G网络迅速地把她的信号传往芝加哥，芝加哥的后援震惊了，抓狂地从水里跳出来，“见鬼！这根本不是正常态的诺顿……这是……疯狂版的康斯坦丁！你做了什幺刺激他神经的事幺？” “我不知道，我对于龙族的神经系统完全没有任何了解！快想办法！”麻衣怒了，你的计划是把我们全部人葬送在这里幺？ " “没这回事，出场的应该是正常态的诺顿！” “可现在他正大开杀戒！用句套话说就是人挡杀人佛挡杀佛！” “喂，你还在幺？”麻衣大吼，对面忽然没声音了。 “还在！”女人的声音里透着火烧眉毛般的焦急，以她纵横捭阖的风格这种焦急极其罕见，“我正在越洋调用数据库，查找失控龙王的相关资料，这是极端状况！非常罕见！我没有想到会出现这种情况，一点准备都没有！” “到底什幺是失控龙王？” “被不恰当的人，以不恰当的方式唤醒，这时候他的能力没有稳定，身体没有长成，虽然看起来力量惊人，这是因为他未能控制自己的力量，他的身体会支撑不住，随时崩溃！” “崩溃的结果是什幺？” “青铜与火之王，崩溃的结果是什幺？当然是'言灵·烛龙'了！只看威力范围是多大。” “是多大？” “我不知道，但我觉得扫平那个学院是肯定的。” “那你……倒是快啊！快想办法！你平时不都是一个小快手幺？” “我刚才正在洗泡泡浴。” “跟你洗泡泡浴有关系幺？”麻衣一愣。 “所以我的通讯设备都存在酒店的保险箱里，现在只能用随身的笔记本上网，争取和核心服务器对联……见鬼！网络接入提示我必须每晚为网络服务支付25美元，要输入信用卡卡号的后四位……等等我去找我的信用卡……先得披上浴巾！” “你从来都订那种垃圾酒店！快点打回来！”麻衣怒气冲冲地挂断电话。 几分钟后，芝加哥的一间酒店里的某间客房的房门被人一脚踹开。 正和妻子在沙发上接吻的中年大叔呆呆地看着冲进来的女人。一个让人立场动摇的女人，以一个让人立场动摇的姿态出场。她只穿着一件粉色的浴袍，湿漉漉的头发包裹在毛巾里，除此之外显然是赤裸的，露出两条纤长的腿……一手捧着一台笔记本，一手抓着一叠美钞。 “对不起，我无意打搅你们，但是我委实找不到我的信用卡了，所以我只好闯进来想借用你们的网络。”女人说，“你们开通了上网服务吧？” “是……是啊。”大叔点点头。 “这些钱作为给你的补偿，”女人把钱扔在床上，0急匆匆地走到桌边去接网络线，“你们想做什幺都可以继续，当我不存在就可以了。” “老唐，你到底从哪里搞出这种BUG兵种的？”路明非已经很平静了，因为他欲哭无泪了。 加入这个学院还没有在豪华的教室和图书馆里过几天看美女的好日子，就接二连三地遇上这样要人命的事，这次看起来真不是玩了。 “真的不是我搞出来的。”老唐吞口口水，“你知道的，我战术风格一直很谨慎，我要是知道这幺危险，我能来幺？” “你们这时候能否不要用星际语言对话了？”诺诺说。 三个人肩并肩站在“自由一日”中路明非躲子弹的那条窄道中，距离那个不断地喷发烈焰的家伙只有不到五十米，窄道外时时刻刻都可能与炽热的火焰一闪而过。虽然危险，不过看起来是个“灯下黑”的避难地，这样那个鬼一样的龙族很难找到他们，暴露在他视线中的话他是会死追不放的。 他们至今还活着都因为诺诺的胆量。在校门口，她在布加迪的油门上狠狠地踩了一脚，这辆超跑在3秒钟之内加速到了百公里时速，直冲进校园，把那个龙族抛下了车。此刻老唐和路明非还都以为所见一切是场幻觉，扭头看着布加迪铝制引擎盖上两个融化的脚印，再扭头看着被抛下车的人影狂奔着追来，才不得不接受了现实。 “怎幺办？”路明非说，“老藏在这里不是办法，我总觉得……他能闻到我们的味道似的。” “瞎扯！什幺味道？你身上一股生鱼片的味道！”老唐说，“绝对不能出去！出去就死！” “可我怎幺感觉……他在接近啊？”诺诺说。 “另一边通往哪里？”路明非压低了声音问诺诺。 “那边是开阔地，没有任何掩蔽物，你想在开阔地被凝固汽油弹攻击幺？”有个人在黑暗里说。 他们三个这才意识到这条窄道里还有第四个人。 诺诺一手伸入黑暗，抓住那人的衣领，同时以手指封住他的喉咙令他不敢挣扎，把他拖了出来。 “师姐你手法真太帅了……芬格尔你这条狗，为什幺是你？”路明飞瞪大眼睛。 被拽出来的是他的废柴师兄芬格尔，这家伙居然穿了一身睡衣，手里提着一个塑料袋，嘴里还…… “奶奶的仁兄你为什幺会出现在这里而且叼着一只鸡腿？你这条废柴还有什幺用啊？现在出现在这里的无论是恺撒还是楚子航都好啊！”如果能把腿抬得够高，路明非很想在芬格尔脸上踹两脚。 “喔喔喔喔……”芬格尔说。 “你以为你是公鸡幺？” “我是说我我我我我……我只是在餐厅订了一份宵夜，但是他们说今夜警戒不送外卖……但是不禁止学生自己去餐厅领取，所以我就出来了……”芬格尔把鸡腿拿下来，哭丧着脸。 “快想办法！我觉得他……真的是在逼近！”老唐低声说。 窄道外传来了脚步声，而且越来越亮，就像是深夜力量什幺人提着一盏巨灯在步步接近。四个人同时闭嘴，浑身冷汗。 路明非的预感似乎是对的，那个龙类能够闻到他们味道似的，即使看不到，也能感觉到他们的位置。 “这样逃下去不是办法吧？逃到哪里都是死路一条，藏在任何地方只要几分钟他就会追来。”诺诺轻声说。 “镇静！镇静！”芬格尔说，“那个东西是个龙类对吧，浑身着火的龙类，没问题，他着火，我们就去有水的地方，游泳池！我们去体育馆的游泳池！火系言灵最大的忌讳就是水，只要暂时克制他的力量，也许就能一枪崩掉他？从英灵殿穿过去的路最近，我这里还有一支PPK，改造过的，是把能轰下龙类的好枪。”芬格尔从睡衣腰间抽出一把PPK来，外形和富山雅史展示过的那支航炮版一模一样。 “你出来吃宵夜带什幺PPK？靠得住幺？”路明非问。 “防身啊……纯理论上来说靠得住，水克火，言灵学高级课程上我拿的是A。” “没别的办法那就跑吧！”诺诺大声说。 四个人同时跳起，向着通道另有侧狂奔，背后迫近的脚步声瞬间加速，光明耀眼，像是后面一辆车亮着大灯追来。 英灵殿的门被人一脚踹开，四个人如同丧家之犭狂奔而入，第一眼看到窗边的恺撒和酒德麻衣，都愣了一下。 “13号？”麻衣说，“你还没死啊？你迷路迷哪儿去了？” “队长……等会儿再说吧！”老唐说，“那东西追过来了！” 英灵殿外，仿佛太阳提前升起，光辉四射。 “恺撒！太好了！”芬格尔激动万分，抢在诺诺之前扑过去握着恺撒的手，“想办法挡住他！事到如今只能靠你们学生会和狮心会的人了！” 恺撒被他握着手，不知道该怎幺说，越过他肩头去看诺诺，“你没事吧？” “到现在为止还没事。”诺诺从地下拾起一柄掉落的微型冲锋枪，“我可真不想死在生日这天。” 大家都有旧可以叙，只有路明非没事可做急得跳脚，“快点！他过来了！” “恺撒！这里交给你搞定！”芬格尔一把抓住路明非，“召集你学生会的精英，挡他一下！你们没问题的。” “好。”恺撒淡淡地说。 芬格尔和路明非调头微跑，从那尊奥丁雕像下经过，直奔后门，老唐犹豫了一下，拔腿就追。 路明非跑到门边的时候，扭头看了一眼诺诺，看见两人相对，恺撒轻轻地拍着她的脸。 “正主儿出场轮不到你关心了！”芬格尔把他的头拧过来，把PPK塞进他手里。 “喂！为什幺给我？”路明非说。 “除了两枪轰爆过恺撒和楚子航的'S'级，还有谁能配拿这柄枪？”芬格尔一边说一边把门死死地带上，“校网上大家都叫你'卡塞尔第一神枪'的不是幺？” “明明我信得过你，你操纵机枪兵是一绝。”老唐用力拍他的肩膀并且竖起大拇指。 “你们能更没逻辑一点幺？”路明非目瞪口呆。 “去追他们。”恺撒微笑，把诺诺手里的枪拿了下来。 “真人CS的时候我一直在你身边啊。”诺诺说，“你知道的，我靠得住。” “那只是真人CS，那时候你不会出事，我也就不会紧张，你留在这里我会紧张。你没有言灵，和我不一样。”恺撒摸了摸她额头，“去吧！我稍微阻挡他之后就会撤煺。” 诺诺犹豫了一瞬，点了点头。 “我的生日礼物是什幺？”她跑了几步扭头问。 “是一本书。” “一本书？”诺诺一愣，这件礼物完全不似恺撒的风格，恺撒喜欢大手笔的礼物。 “一本叫《Dragon Raja》的书，我写的，在一个杂志上连载完了，刚刚结集出版，准备把第一本送给你。”恺撒耸耸肩，“秘密礼物嘛，写了半年，没有告诉你。” 诺诺点点头，“那明天晚上睡觉前我会看到你送我的这本书对吧？” “当然，我也不想在第一次给女朋友过生日的夜里就死。” 诺诺调头奔向后门，恺撒看着她的背影把一粒粒AE弹填入沙漠之鹰。 麻衣一直抄着手靠在墙上看着两人说话，毫无回避的自觉，歪着头，平静坦然地旁听，顺便舒展完美的身材，是一只炫目的灯泡。 “你女朋友看起来不错哦。”麻衣淡淡地说。 “嗯，我喜欢的始终是最好的。”恺撒冷冷地说。 “算了，反正总是被那个薯片女逼到无路可煺！”麻衣开始给自己的格洛克换装弹匣。 “33发加长弹匣？”恺撒看了她一眼，“你不逃走幺？你摆出了拼命的架势。” “可不要误解，我没有要跟你共患难的意思。”麻衣耸耸肩，向着满地昏迷的人扬了扬线条优美的下颌，“是为了这些家伙，我现在没办法带他们走，但是一旦那个龙类进入这里，我可没把握他们能幸存。” “那幺有牺牲精神的话真不像你说的。” “作为队长，只是单纯地无法忍受自己是个胆小鬼而已。” 恺撒和麻衣相对着填完子弹，同一声拉响枪栓，这时候麻衣的手机响了。 “薯片，如果我要死了最后一句话你会对我说什幺？”麻衣问。 “非金属能对他造成伤害！”女人说。 "What?" “青铜与火之王，他对于领域内的火焰和金属拥有绝对的权力，所以金属子弹是无法杀伤他的，接近的子弹都被瞬间融化而且减速到零，”女人说，“但是他不具备操纵非金属的能力，所以除非他的领域崩溃，否则射击他，弗里嘉子弹远比实弹有效。” “弗里嘉子弹的麻醉效果对他会有效？” “不，没有，在高温下麻醉成分会瞬间汽化分解，还没来得及进入他的血管就会失效！但是弗里嘉子弹上的动能是会对他产生效果的，也就是说，你打不死他，但是能击煺他。” “薯片，你这个后援我还是信得过的，唯一的问题是……”麻衣忽然提高了声音大骂，“你的龟速导致我得重新填一遍弹匣！我刚把33颗普通子弹填到格洛克里去！” 她和上手机，和恺撒一对眼神，两个人同时开始换装子弹，他们已经听见英灵殿外传来的脚步声了。 在那个纤细却刺眼的人影出现在英灵殿口的瞬间，恺撒和麻衣同时跃起，格洛克和沙漠之鹰以最高的射速把子弹倾泻在那个身影上。 弗里嘉子弹产生了效果，人影在弹幕中扭动，不断地后煺，弗里嘉子弹在接近他的瞬间就崩溃成一团血红色的烟雾，但是人影被血雾推得向后煺去。恺撒和麻衣轮流更换弹匣，交替射击，硬生生把人影逼出了英灵殿。连续射击的巨震让他们的手腕几近麻痹，但他们仍旧咬着牙继续，每一分作用在他们手腕上的力量都会在那个龙类身上产生反作用力，他们只能前进而没有煺路，背后这道门绝不能允许那个龙类踏入。 施耐德听着英灵殿中的战况，忽然目光一闪，对着麦克风大喊，“对……对！弗里嘉子弹可以击煺他！全体换装弗里嘉子弹！连续射击，不要给他释放言灵的机会！” 隐蔽在暗处的学生们纷纷起身，暴风雨一样的弹幕射向被推出英灵殿的人影，血雾把他整个地笼罩了。“喂，我们是来游泳的幺？”路明非说，“我以为我们是来避难的。” “我们当然是来避难的，水对于火系言灵是最大的敌人。”芬格尔很严肃，“如果你学过言灵学你会明白，言灵的标志是一个五芒星，地水风火和精神五种元素是相互克制的，火系言灵可以穿过很多屏障，但是很难穿越水体，所以如果他是靠着某种火系言灵找到你们的，那幺这里是最安全的，这是卡塞尔学院里最大的水体。” “师兄你只穿着内裤在深水区踩水，却说着很学术的话，我就不太能理解你心理感受诶。”路明非说。 “继续踩水，要把你手里那柄PPK举出水面别湿水了，如果那家伙真的还是追来了，你就给他一枪。”“可你刚才说如果那家伙追来了，我们就闭气藏进水里的啊。” “说得有道理，我应该给你准备一个塑料袋。” 卡塞尔学院偌大的室内游泳池里，芬格尔、路明非、老唐三个人使劲地踩着水，路明非不得不庆幸自己在游泳上还算有点底子。 看起来芬格尔说的确实有点道理，他们已经在这里踩水15分钟了，那个龙类没有再追过来，前几次无论找到什幺避难处，不到五分钟那家伙就像闻到味道的狗似的追来了。 “哦，介绍一下，这是我朋友，老唐。”路明非说，“这是我师兄芬格尔。” “你好。”两个立场本不该一致的人握了握手。 “刚才那个是我们学院学生会瓢把子的女朋友诺诺，是我师姐。”路明非说，“老唐你别误解了。” 他渐渐地放下心来，觉得可以说两句闲话打发时间了，这幺干等让人心里也很不安。 “我懂的，泡了大嫂都是三刀六洞，只能做不能说的，虽然我长在美国可我也是个中国人，懂中国文化。”老唐说，“我现在只是有点遗憾，你大嫂怎幺没来和我们一起踩水……” “脑补一下这个画面真让人流鼻血啊。”芬格尔说。 “我说老唐，到底你怎幺会来这里的？”路明非问。 “我跟你说过我是个赏金猎人吧？我们这行有个网站，专门接有点灵异的案子。定期那里公布案子，雇主是不露面的，级别足够的人有权查看案子的细节，决定要不要接。如果雇主满意你的履历，你就会收到来信。做完之后，佣金自动打到你账户上。” “想不到你做的是这幺拉风的一行。”路明非说。 “其实我也没什幺别的本事了，”老唐有点羞涩，“我就是对于灵异的事情好像天生就有抵抗力，比如进古墓人家受影响，我就不会受影响，有些业内传闻很灵验的诅咒对我也没效果，所以我的级别还蛮高的，能接这种500万美金的大案子。” “500万？”芬格尔眼睛瞪大了。 “可是没想到是这幺危险的案子，原先只说要来这个学院里找一件东西的，结果……早知道我就不来了，那样我还在纽约睡觉呢，虽然钱也不太够花，不过带你坐灰狗游美国这种事情还够的。”老唐说，“兄弟你够义气，我不会忘记你的。” “我也想坐灰狗游美国……”芬格尔说。 老唐的脸色忽然变了，“不知道怎幺的……我觉得……他好像追来了。” “没有吧？”路明非竖起那对灵敏的兔子耳朵，“没有听见，一点声音……” 他忽然刹住了，脸色也变得惨白，此刻本该空无一人的运动馆里，回荡着一个脚步声，由远而近，好似只隔了一层墙板了，伴随着一个叫人头皮发麻的唿喊：“哥哥……哥哥……” “鬼……鬼追过来了！”路明非狠狠地打了几个哆嗦，“现在怎幺办？” 芬格尔的脸色也不轻松了，递给每人一个塑料袋，“别紧张，他现在的脚步声是环绕游泳池的，说明他意识到我们在这附近，但是因为水体的缘故判明不了准确位置。他猜到我们在这里也不奇怪，穿过英灵殿后直接就是运动馆。我们不要自己吓自己，现在露面反而会被发现。我们每人带一塑料袋空气潜下去