Chapter 266 Yemenggarde finally takes back everything he has! (Two in one)

Author: Three Fresh Meat Wonton

Chapter 266 Yemenggarde finally takes back everything he has! (Two in one)

The European Secret Party has been suddenly changed by Angers. Although it is just an attitude, Hilbert and Angers have ruled the entire world for a hundred years. In fantasy text, it is probably equivalent to the level of the patriarch of the eight ancient clans.

And in that meeting, the school directors had to think carefully about what Angers said.

Indeed, in the hearts of modern people, the so-called rights are constructed by financial resources.

Money brings connections and technology. Technology is the key that rules the entire human race. No matter how powerful human beings are, they are not as powerful as pistols.

The school board knows that the mixed race is far better than ordinary people. Even the mixed race with low bloodline can win the championship in world-class sports events. If the bloodline is better, you can fight wild beasts with bare hands.

You know, only the legendary Tiangang Star Wu Song and Tieba Sports Student can do this! ()

If matched with modern arms, the executive bureau’s elite A-level is the modern military king. Although the school board will not watch works such as "The School Beauty's Personality", "The Mad Dragon", "Retired ** in the City", and "The Best Young Master", they also know that the A-level elite will undoubtedly cause serious social events when they start crazy.

But that's all.

The school board uses A-level mixed race as a benchmark and uses the execution results of the Executive Bureau as a reference system to roughly calculate the strength of the so-called dragons in their minds. Just like office workers living in cities who cannot imagine the cruelty on the battlefield, the school board members cannot guess how strong the real dragon is, but they only believe in their victory with the continuous victory achieved by the Executive Bureau.

Only when absolutely pure "force" is placed before them will they suddenly wake up.

Pure brute force, wrist force, and violence can still surpass their rights as long as they reach a certain level.

And Angers had that kind of power.

If necessary, he could take off the head of the school board alone as the Golden Globe Award on the pillar to show off and take photos for the masses.

If he doesn't do it, it doesn't mean he can't.

The center of gravity of each other has changed, and all the school directors are considering whether to adjust their attitude towards Angers, and the undercurrent is surging.

And the core of this matter is naturally the starting point that led to Angers' anger's anger's anger-

[What exactly is that freshman S-level?]

Around this topic, the whole world began to fall into an unknown torrent.

And opposite, the person in the center of the vortex is now-

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"Hmm? The president and Mingfei are here to pick me up? Alas~~ Actually, I don't care if Mai comes to pick me up."

"Oh? Don't dare, why, are you tired of me? Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

"If you have the plane, it will be 2:30 this afternoon."

"Hahahaha, indeed, I'm really looking forward to it~——"

The staggered English shuttled through the airflow, and the beautiful white-skinned and blonde girls were wearing cool clothes and eating free self-pickup ice cream at the airport. The man who looked tough looked at his silver-white watch and glanced at the girl who was on the phone from time to time.

There is never a shortage of actresses who can get into Hollywood in the VIP waiting room in the waiting room. Some are used to being in first class, some are too lazy to change private jets, some are unable to afford them, and some are just looking for angles to shoot for paparazzi.

But even they would probably be smacking their tongues secretly.

Buzz —

The self-service ice cream machine screamed, begging for a long trembling like an old slave who had been squeezed. The girl stood in front of the machine and bent her knees slightly, her shoulders clamped her phone, and her orange ponytail turned to one side. However, another hair in the dense and soft hair was raised in the opposite direction against gravity.

The ice cream cone in her hand has carried nearly thirty centimeters of vanilla-flavored ice cream. The white ice cream formed a cloud roll, and the girl maintained a sharp posture like a Malai sword in absolute balance.

At the end of the end, the machine stopped for a while, and the top of the ice cream was like the ending outlined by the master of the brush, bending sharply.

"I'm really looking forward to it. Even if I go back in the past year, I don't know what everyone will become~"

The girl said to herself, looking at the clear blue sky outside the waiting hall, secretly looking forward to it.

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The picture turns again, China, Fujian.

No, this location may not make sense, because the space in which the person involved is located does not seem to be connected to any corner on the earth, but is a country of dead people independent of the entire space.

The country of the dead, Nibelung, may be just a legend and does not exist at all.

In the records of the Secret Party, even if it existed, it had been closed for many years. The last witch who claimed to have been there was burned to death on the cross. That was still the case in the Middle Ages.

It is a holy place that all alchemists want to worship. Although it is called the Kingdom of the Dead, it is not the "underworld" or "hell". It is full of treasures.

The buried alchemy is not meaningless. At least the strongest alchemist in the contemporary era, the Night Watcher, once said that dead matter is the best material.

If you want to refine gold, you must first kill silver; if you want to refine sword, you must first kill steel. And the dead country of Nibelun is full of dead matter.

An alchemist once described that country... Without day and night, half-dark and half-bright light always floats in the sky. The ground and mountains are bronze, composed of dead soil and metal, the sky is gray, composed of dead air, the flame is cold blue, composed of dead fire elements, and water cannot float anything, because water is also dead.

There is a city there, built with the bones of dead lives, and the fifth element "spirit" is enriched in it, which can refine the legendary "Sage Stone". The dust of Nibelon root is worth a lot to the alchemist.

In the opera "The Ring of Nibelon" Wagner said that the dwarf stole the gold of Nibelon and the cast rings had the magic of dominating the world.

No one knows that the existence of the Lord of the Ring, which was adapted into a movie by people, is an alchemy prop that does exist in history.

"However, Norton is the only one who can use the Lord of the Rings, and one dragon."

In the silent country of the dead, a series of explosions continued to explode, flames scorching the earth, the caves that once disappeared, leaving only the desert that stretched to the end of the vision, the dry earth tore through one hole after another, and occasionally you can see blurry shadows flying over the sky, leaving behind a circle of traces that will only be left when supersonic fighters are driving.

The monster burning with flames rushed towards the Qianying hideously. The battle between the two could not even capture the ultra-high-speed camera. I only knew that in an instant, thousands of fires seemed to burst, turning into bits of star-breaking drops and falling on the ground.

It seemed like a clearly interlaced video was forcibly welded together, and the purple light and dark flames touched and entangled. Only when the two swords faced each other could they barely see the interlaced monster's body.

It was a pair of teenage girls.

The boy has a cold and handsome face, and he should not be old. Although his temperament is mature, the tenderness between his eyebrows and the face that is too collagen still reveal his real age.

On the other hand, if the boy is real and handsome, then the girl is not real and perfect.

The long fluttering hair is the queen's rippling skirt. The long skirt drags to the ground, and the white ripples bloom at her feet. She flips her hands and covers it, as if the whole world is about to stop breathing with her rhythm.

She is the queen of this kingdom, symbolizing the god of death - Jemengat.

Unfortunately, these beautiful two people are not talking about love.

They are fighting.

bass!!!!

The atmosphere was forcibly pulled into a twisted shape by the sword blade that was scratched by high speed. The black flames wrapped around the boy and spread to the tip of the knife, polished into a weird bright red!

The sword technique was like a thousand flowers blooming in his hands, and even Miyamoto Musashi crawled out of the grave and said, "Wow, handsome boy."

However, the dense net woven by the knife failed to capture the prey.

"Forehand is not good, backhand is weak, loose steps, and slow reaction."

The beautiful queen evaluated it in a faint tone, as if the lotus-like sword light was just a shiny glowing on the guard dragon sold by a small street vendor here, and it was unremarkable.

The sickle in the hand swung left and right, just the simplest movement, but every time it applied force to a position that could interrupt the opponent.

That incredible skill, if you can do this, you can only see through all the opponent's moves, change ways, and crush with quality that is completely above the opponent!

In terms of martial arts, it is not on the same level.

Bang--

It was another heavy but distant collision. This time, Yemenggard did not choose to "block" or "deal" but chose to "swatch hard". This small change caused the sword technique to completely collapse, leaving only the scattered silver-white light chips dispersed around.

The sickle was raised, and both of them looked at each other with expressionless expressions.

So, time began to slow down.

Bang!!

Another roar, but unlike the metal controversy before, this time the sound was more like the explosion after the air wrinkles and explosions. Bullets rifted through the rifle, red flowers filled the flowers, light smoke spiraled into a shaft, and black extreme shadows suddenly shot out from another corner of the battlefield, pointing directly to the queen's back!

The vast sky echoed with the movement of the arrow piercing through the sky, and Yemenggard spoke gently without looking back.

"There is a good start and the timing is bad. It's better to be sure of you."

After saying that, the sickle actually went straight along the originally waving diagonal line. The curved sickle blade just blocked the back heart. The silver-white knife surface collided with the pitch-black arrow, and the tail sounded with trembling sound. The queen in the center of the battlefield also made her last move.

She swirled for half a circle and threw the sickle directly towards the position where she was originally shooting, while she kicked her in the direction of force, kicking the young man who was originally trying to rush forward directly into the shape of a shrimp.

The sickle and the boy flying backward turned into afterimages, making a blast of collision with the ground at the same time, with a sudden duck-like scream in the middle.

The dust began to emerge upwards, and the girl who had accomplished her feat fell from the sky and gently tapped the ground.

Finally, I could see carefully. The queen named Yemenggard had long chestnut hair. She didn't wear too many human clothes. She only had silver armor made of dragon scales. The artistic nature of the armor was far beyond any human brand clothing. Every curve, edge, and even the fine lines on it were natural perfect.

As if he had mastered Liuyin, Yemenga turned his pupils and glanced at the two visitors in front of him.

The two visitors were ragged at this time. If Yemenghat had no need for clothes from the beginning, because dragons would naturally generate scales that block all the key points, then these two people's simple clothes were burned or broken.

The two of them were stained with bloodstains that looked scary, and they lay on the ground and hummed. Yemengard looked down at his "prey" and said softly.

"Continue to talk about the topic just now, the Lord of the Rings, right? The Alchemy Realm of the Rings"

"I don't know, I've never thought about that kind of problem. It's better to say that Norton forged too many things. Many times, even he himself doesn't know what the things he forged are of use."

"However, if you want to choose the object I least want to meet among all the dragon kings, it might be it. Among all the dragon kings, he will be scary when he goes crazy. If he really gets angry, it is not impossible to destroy this planet."

Yemenga touched the armor on his body, as if he was confirming his current state.
To be continued...