"Junior brother, there is something wrong with Old Tang." Fingel vaguely felt the heat wave coming from beside him. He reached out and touched Old Tang's exposed skin. It was as hot as if it was about to be cooked. A normal person would never feel it.

It is impossible to have such a high body temperature.

Fingel secretly smacked his tongue, what kind of physique does junior brother have? With such a piece of iron on his body, he looks like he is nothing.

"It's okay." Lu Mingfei said without changing his face, helping Old Tang lie, "It'll be fine after a while. He may also be a mixed race. The "Night Watch" lifted the "commandments" and made him suddenly awaken.

."

"Oh..." Fingel replied, and the two of them understood this tacitly.

Someone in front blocked their way forward. When Lu Mingfei saw him, he stopped suddenly.

"Mingfei, we meet again." The old man greeted him, the folding knife in his sleeve emitting a scarlet, dangerous light.

Standing in front of him was an old man with one hand in his trouser pocket, neat white hair, a black suit, and a bright red rose in his jacket pocket.

It's like going to someone's funeral.

"Lu Mingfei, I've been looking for you." Ange smiled and glanced at Old Tang on his back, "I'm afraid you have to leave your friend to Fingel and Nuonuo to take care of you for a while, because we are going to

Going to do a great thing."

Lu Mingfei nodded, cooperatively put down Old Tang on his back, helped him walk to a step, and asked him to sit down along the step.

Lu Mingfei was about to follow Ange, but Nuonuo suddenly took his hand and looked him directly in the eyes, "Junior brother, be careful, my intuition tells me that it is very dangerous."

Lu Mingfei showed a confident smile and gave Nuonuo a thumbs up, "Don't worry, don't underestimate your boyfriend!"

Nono let go of his hand and looked at his retreating back, still looking a little uneasy.

"Hey, junior sister, don't worry about him." Fingel stood next to her and said, "He is an "S" class that our academy has only encountered in decades."

……

……

Lu Mingfei was led upstairs by the principal. At their feet was the iron ladder from the side of the church, which folded up along the building that was almost in ruins. Outside the attic under the clock was a balcony with an extremely wide view. In the attic

In a mess, an old cowboy is sitting on the sofa drinking beer.

"Hi! Angers, is this our new "S" class?" The old cowboy raised his hand to greet Lu Mingfei, "Hello, young man."

"Hello, His Excellency Nicholas Flamel." Lu Mingfei nodded to him, "I have admired the name "Night Watch" for a long time."

"Eh? You still know my name?" The old cowboy straightened up in surprise, "Not bad, good, young man, I have a bright future."

"Actually, all I hear are bad rumors, such as "the vice-principal holds a swimming competition every year, but he actually wants to see the female students' swimsuits" and so on." Lu Mingfei said politely.

"Fuck! Didn't that brat Fingel say he would delete the post for me?" the old cowboy spat viciously, "When this shit is over, I will definitely teach him a lesson and deduct a few credits from him.

He won’t be able to graduate this year!”

"Please do this!" Lu Mingfei's expression was very sincere.

"You two, please stop talking at this critical moment." Ange looked at such a harmonious scene and sighed helplessly.

"You are the boss, you have the final say." The old cowboy raised his hands as if admitting defeat.

Angers pulled Lu Mingfei to the balcony, opened the suitcase at his feet, assembled a large-caliber sniper rifle from it and handed it to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei accepted it silently, and no one said a word during the process.

Angers took out another cylindrical quartz glass sealed tube and showed Lu Mingfei what was inside. It was a slender bullet with a dark red warhead, like a simply polished red crystal, with blood inside.

The luster is flowing and changing.

"This is the legendary "fifth element," also known as the "Philosopher's Stone," Angers said. "It is an alchemical warhead. The warhead is made of pure spirit. Only with it can you kill the Dragon King. You must cherish the bullet.

, very rare."

He loaded the bullet into the magazine, loaded it with a click, and patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, "Remember, there is only one bullet, and you only have one chance, no second time."

"Do you want me to kill the Dragon King?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Angkou nodded and pointed at the campus from a distance. The teams were gathering in the direction of the Hall of Valor. On top of the rooster in the Hall of Valor, stood a bright and dazzling figure. It was Constantine. He was croaking at the entire campus.

The cry.

The running students fired Frigga bullets at him, and the bloody smoke completely enveloped him. He waved his arms to cover his face and continued to shout.

"Brother!"

It's really like a wraith, making people shudder.

"That's the Dragon King. I will break his defense for you. After a while you will see a moving eye, his third dragon eye, which is his vital point. Aim at his forehead and shoot him with this bullet.

Angers said, "Can it be done?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the sniper rifle in his hand. It was a top-notch gun with an infrared laser sight. For people with some shooting experience, it was not unusual to hit, but it was strange to miss. The distance was not too far.

"It can be done." Lu Mingfei replied.

"Well, very good, Mingfei. In fact, I have always believed in you." Angers patted his shoulder and pulled out a folding knife from the cuff of his suit.

It was a large folding knife with an ancient shape, an elegant wooden handle inlaid with copper, and a slightly curved blade with twisted patterns. It was an extremely rare patterned steel knife. In ancient times, these precious meteorite irons were only

It's just a sword used to build heroes.

"This is my weapon. My friend Meineke Cassel used his broken blade to make this thing for me. It's very useful." Angers showed his weapon to Lu Mingfei, "The entire blade is

Plated with a layer of "Philosopher's Stone", specially designed to kill the Dragon King."

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He turned around and jumped off the balcony, his voice echoing in the air, "Watch my performance later, and leave the rest to you, Lu Mingfei."

……

……

"Yan Ling·Bronze Throne"

Fingel metalized the surface of his skin and walked towards Odin Square carrying the hot old Tang on his back.

Nuonuo turned to look at the top of the Hall of Valor. It was obvious that Constantine had noticed their position. The bones all over his body made an ear-splitting sound, the skin on his back was torn apart, and a pair of membrane wings that were originally attached to the back suddenly opened.

Open it, with blood dripping from it, and prepare to fly towards them.

Angers suddenly appeared on the lawn. He squatted down like a leopard, accumulating all his strength in his legs in the posture of a young man.

The sound of dragon chanting spread across the campus, and Constantine from high up temporarily shifted his gaze and looked down at the old man. Everyone could feel the old man's "spirit" magnifying instantly in the darkness.

"Yan Ling·Time Zero"!

Time within the entire campus seemed to suddenly slow down. The running students, the dragons stretching their wings, even the swaying of the leaves in the wind and the tumbling of the flames all slowed down.

In Lu Mingfei's sight, Constantine slowly opened and closed his eyes.

Only he and Angers did not slow down. Angers was as fast as a leopard, crossing the lawn and flying along the fire escalator to the roof of the Hall of Valor.

Even members of the Marine Corps or ancient Chinese martial arts masters are nothing more than this.

Angers approached Constantine with only the folding knife in his hand. At this moment, in this old man, the figures of the dragon-slaying warriors of all ages reappeared. In the era before science, they relied on the advantages and courage of their blood to fight.

Sacrifice and break through the limitations of being a human being.

Around Constantine, blazing flames radiated, but the speed was many times slower than before, like a slow-motion playback.

Angers cut into the fiery gap, and at the moment he got closer, he waved his folding knife and spun his body. Constantine's two arms fell, but he didn't even react yet, he just looked ahead blankly, as if he hadn't.

Realizing that Angers had moved behind him.

The center of his forehead was cracked, where Angers made a vertical cut with a folding knife. A red-gold eye burst out from the wound and turned slowly.

The third dragon's eye, his vital point, was the perfect opportunity created by Ange for Lu Mingfei. Without any unnecessary movements, he cut off his arms so that Constantine could not block him.

"Word Spirit·Time Zero", released!

"Lu Mingfei!" Ange's voice exploded in the air, "Now!"

Lu Mingfei sighed quietly, and the moment his finger pulled the trigger, he whispered, "Lu Mingze."

The Philosopher's Stone bullet roared out of the gun barrel and stopped in mid-air. Lu Mingze walked out from behind him in an exquisite evening dress with a faint smile.

"You seem very happy today?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Yes, I danced with my girl today. She is beautiful." Lu Mingze put his hands behind his back and gracefully walked towards Constantine step by step through the void. "Brother, come too."

Lu Mingfei put down the gun and put his feet on the place where the little devil had just stepped. Well, it was very solid, so he stepped on the steps made by the little devil and walked step by step.

Lu Mingze slowed down his pace, half a step ahead of Lu Mingfei, and hummed.

Lu Mingfei asked, "How do you plan to save these two brothers?"

"It's not how I plan to save him, brother." The little devil continued to walk forward, looking straight ahead without even looking at Lu Mingfei, "It's how you plan to save him."

"What do you mean?" Lu Mingfei was stunned when he heard this.

"Don't ask me." Lu Mingze raised his hand and gently pointed to his heart, "Ask you here."

"Here?" Lu Mingfei lowered his head and murmured to himself, stroking the place where the little devil just pointed.

While they were talking, the two of them had already walked up to Constantine. His hands were trembling slightly. The person in front of him looked like a lost child...
To be continued...