Boom-

Blazing white lightning shot out from the depths of the dark clouds like a raging dragon, illuminating the dim room in an instant and illuminating the faces of everyone present, either horrified or solemn.

Their eyes were all staring at a glass test tube in the center of the long table.

There was a ball of dark and deep liquid in the test tube flowing slowly, like viscous asphalt or like wriggling black lava.

If you listen quietly, you can even hear low words coming from the dark liquid object in the test tube, as if it was not a dead object, but a strange product containing some kind of consciousness.

Beowulf suddenly glanced at the school manager who was urging Buddhist beads and chanting the Diamond Sutra in a low voice. The latter immediately closed his mouth obediently.

Suddenly, the low voice that seemed to be whispering disappeared.

Beowulf picked up the copper bell on the long table in front of him and shook it, looking at the silver-haired old man opposite him, "Angers, I need to know all the details of this dragon-level disaster."

Racing the bell to speak is a tradition of the school board in case of interruption of each other.

"Yes, Angers, don't want to take out such a small object to fool us." Frost also strobe the bell and said to Angers with dissatisfaction.

Although the other school managers did not speak, their gaze was self-evident.

They all want to know the details of the destruction of Kassel College this time caused by a dragon-level disaster. After all, this is a disaster that has not happened in Kassel College for more than 100 years. The school board even thought that the warning of a dragon-level disaster was a redundant decoration.

They have fantasized about the destruction of that academy countless times, such as being impacted by earthquakes, or being flooded, but under these disaster-level situations, it is impossible to be defeated by a disaster of the Dragon King level.

If there is really a Dragon King attack-

Kassel Academy dare not say that it is the strongest dragon-slaying force in the world, but it can at least rank in the top ten, where thousands of powerful hybrid species and those dragon-slaying alchemy equipment gathered, and their strength will be maximized.

But such a powerful force was destroyed by a dragon-level disaster in just one hour. Although they did not go to the scene, the subsequent photos and videos were enough to see the tragic disaster.

The entire academy, like a medieval castle, turned into pitch black charcoal, and then was blown away by the raging wind, and the whole world seemed to have a death blizzard.

Facing the gaze of everyone present, Anger sat on a chair and shrugged, pointing at the glass test tube on the long table, "Isn't this the answer? It is the culprit that the entire Cassel Academy was destroyed."

The school managers looked in the direction of his finger.

"It sounds like our academy has been purified by a ball of solution." Frost sneered.

"No, it's a big group to be precise."

Angers made a serious addition and stretched out his hands and drew a huge circle.

Frost's sneering face couldn't help but stiffen. Seeing Anger's cynical look, he couldn't help but get angry and was about to slap the table-

With a bang, a loud noise came from the side. His medical bracket was shaken and the drip hanging on it would fall off at any time.

Fortunately, Patsy stepped forward and stabilized the bracket, and then retreated quietly again.

Beowulf stood up coldly, supported his hands on the table, leaning forward and looking down at Angers at the end of the long table.

He stood up like a steel needle with short silver hair, and a windbreaker dancing wildly without wind. His whole aura was as sharp as a lion that could attack at any time.

"Angers, don't you admit it yet? It's the boy you found from China. He is a hidden dragon king. You brought a dragon king into Cassel Academy and destroyed Cassel Academy."

"It seems that your news is very well-informed." Angers looked around.

The school managers couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.

By the way, you not only sent the Executive Minister Schneider to China to recruit the boy, but also hung banners on the college forum to congratulate him. It's simply too high-profile, do you still need to inquire about the news?

"I believe you will have pictures and videos of the boy's black outbreak in your hands to a greater or lesser extent." Anger said, "Did you really see this boy transforming into a dragon?"

Upon hearing this, the school managers present looked at each other and did not see the phenomenon of Qin Ye's dragon transformation.

"He is just an S-level, you guys are thinking too complicated."

Angers sipped the agave in front of him, and a butterfly larva curled in the brown wine.

"Complex?" Frost rattled the bell and his face looked ugly, "Angers, you have to understand that the S-level freshman you mentioned has even destroyed the entire Cassel Academy. Is there such a terrifying S-level?

And is this a new student supposed to show? Admit it, Angers, the boy you sent Schneider to recruit from China from all over the world is a dragon king with brutal blood flowing in his bones. Destruction Academy is just his first step, and the next step is to destroy the world."

"First of all, the outbreak of S-level in the academy was just a misunderstanding. There was a killer behind the scenes who wanted to assassinate him in the academy. It was his mother who blocked the shot for him. Although the shot was not fatal, it just made him unconscious. We have no way to judge the motives of the killer or the commander behind the scenes.

Secondly, the S-level boy should be protected by the academy when he stepped into the academy for the moment. We brought him from China from afar, and we must be responsible for his safety and everything about him. This assassination incident was a dereliction of duty for our academy.”

"Even if he is not the Dragon King, his bloodline is extremely strange. Such an existence is a huge threat. The boy's violence can be seen from this incident of the Academy of Destruction." Frost continued to ring the bell.

"What do you mean, or what do you mean by school directors?" Anger looked around.

"Judge him! Execute him according to the Dragon King's goal!"

Beowulf spoke coldly.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the audience was silent.

Lisa wanted to speak but stopped.

The girl next to her, who looked sixteen or seventeen, frowned and wanted to speak, but was soon stopped by the old butler behind her.

No one would doubt Beowulf's determination to say this.

During this dragon-level disaster, Dior, the inheritor of the Beowulf family, was forced out of blood for four times by the boy of the Dragon King level. He is still lying in the important part of the Beowulf family.

Whether it is the dragon-slaying will passed down by the Beowulf clan for generations or the revenge of the clan bloodline, he has enough determination to judge the boy of the Dragon King level.

He slowly raised his head and stared at the old man like a lion in front of him, "I am worthy of being Beowulf. This proposal is indeed very Beowulf, but I am a little curious. Compared to this S-level S-level that has not shown a trace of dragon transformation, wouldn't Dior, who had four bloodshed almost completely turned into a dragon-shaped shape, be more likely to be tried?

Or is it that your Beowulf tribe has already made high bloodshed as the regular standard for the family.”

Upon hearing this, Beowulf's old eyes narrowed sharply.

Angers was unmoved and raised his head and looked at him.

"What do you mean, Angers." After a long silence, Beowulf spoke coldly.

Anger raised his eyebrows slightly, "Each step back, I need to continue to grow at the reconstruction of Cassel Academy. He is the future dragon-slaying sword, and it is our hope for the dragon clan's dark night. I will never allow some people to stumbling behind their backs. Also, I will only say it once. This is not a request, but a warning!"

After saying that, he picked up the agave in front of him, drank it all, and then spit the butterfly larva loudly and vigorously on the board table.

He pulled out the umbrella beside him and turned around and left.

As the moment he was about to open the door, his figure paused slightly and turned his back to everyone.

"I would like to advise everyone here not to be greedy for the blood of that child, try to touch him, or to touch his family to threaten him, are the stupidest!

He cannot kill him. Even if you use your trump card, he will only leave temporarily. He will come back, just like the king returns, and he will judge all of you with the blood that splashed the sky."

Angers pushed open the door hard, and the violent storm outside came in.

The glass test tube on the long table burst at this moment, and the deep liquid inside twisted into a blurred dragon shape like black lava, making a roar in the cold rain, ferocious and fierce.

Everyone's heads were subconsciously leaning back.

It was not until it was completely blown away by the wind and rain.

Angers held up an umbrella, and his cold back disappeared from the wind and rain.

The atmosphere became dead silent again.

Frost turned the quaint ring on his finger with a phoenix pattern, his eyes deep.
Chapter completed!