What appeared in front of Xia Mi was an alchemical matrix flowing with red light.
They are like magma flowing on the ground, emitting scorching light in the dark night. The area of these alchemical matrices spreads about one kilometer. The area is not large, but compared with those alchemical matrices encountered before, its
The coverage area is still very wide.
If you look down from above, you can see that this alchemical matrix is roughly in the shape of a flame, with blazing flames rising above the icy snowfield.
Give Xia Mi a feeling of coolness on the body and cooling of the burning heart.
Kazama Ruri stood at the end of the outer flame of the flame. As Xia Mi slowly walked into the center of the alchemy matrix, the blade she held tightly in her hand also slowly unsheathed.
The long crimson knife danced in the air, creating a string of beautiful knife flowers, and the solid snowflakes on the ground gradually rolled with the dancing figure of Fengjian Liuli.
In the end, the blade flew up into the sky on Fengjian Liuli's toes, piercing through the snow beneath her like thunder.
The layer of snow covering the alchemy matrix began to crumble, and they surrounded Xia Mi's center like flying catkins.
In the dark night sky, there was only a blazing flame flickering under the starry sky. Its veins were so clear, and the flame flowing in it was so warm.
Xia Mi slowly opened his hands and suddenly turned his head to look at Fu Nian behind him.
At this moment, a huge blizzard gathered from the ice of the Arctic Ocean, rushing towards their direction like a wave.
Snow dust and gravel were flying in the strong wind, and the shrill sound like an evil spirit was deafening.
Fu Nian's figure slowly stepped onto the edge of the alchemical matrix.
Then, a passage appeared in front of him, a spiraling passage.
It's just that the steps of the passage here are no longer gray concrete pavement, nor are they cold permafrost, but are pieces of red stone. There seems to be fire and blood burning inside these stones, and you can still feel it when you step on them.
A touch of warmth.
"It's like a flame frozen in ice." Xia Mi stood next to Fu Nian and looked down.
"It's indeed quite similar." Fu Nian took the lead and took the step towards the bottom. This alchemical matrix was temporarily arranged. Inside, you can clearly see the scorched traces left on the permafrost layer after the word spirit was released and the traces that have not dissipated.
elements.
However, if these details are ignored, the alchemical matrix arranged by Kazama Ruri is still very good. This is not a flat alchemical matrix.
In other words, all alchemical matrices are not flat, they are three-dimensional.
It's just that compared to others, this alchemical matrix is more three-dimensional, or can be called 3D.
The flames seen from above were placed in front of them in a spiral shape, and the flame elements flowing in it slowly moved around according to certain rules.
As Kazama Liuli was the last one to enter the passage, the color of the flames could obviously dim.
At the same time, the blizzard rolling outside floated over the alchemy matrix, completely covering the little bit of fire on the ice sheet.
The main reason why this alchemy matrix takes on such a shape is because of its function. Its only function is to shield the breath.
It can very well absorb the surrounding elements into the flowing flames.
When Fu Nian reached the end of the stairs, there was a small space at the bottom, compared to the large area with a radius of one kilometer outside.
There is only a confined space about half the size of a football field underneath.
Under the bright red light emanating from the sky, Xia Mi could clearly see the details here.
It is also very rough, with untreated permafrost walls and animal skeleton fossils vaguely exposed inside.
But these are not the focus of Xia Mi's attention. Xia Mi's eyes fell on the alchemical carvings covering half of the football field.
They are densely arranged and combined, eventually forming a huge World Tree shape.
The liquid flowing in it is as black as ink, forming an extremely sharp contrast with the red flowing above, but they are flowing slowly according to certain rules, moving clockwise around the World Tree.
Fu Nian was familiar with the alchemy before him, or quite familiar with it.
It was in this alchemical matrix that he cast the Throne of Bronze and Fire.
Today he also needs to use this thing to forge the throne of sky and wind.
Fu Nian cast his eyes on Xia Mi beside him, and Xia Mi also turned his head to look at Fu Nian.
The two people's eyes met, and Xia Mi raised his chin with a hum.
Fu Nian waved the dragon's tail helplessly, but after waving twice, only the muscles at the base of the tail were swinging up and down.
Only then did Fu Nian realize that his tail had been severed in the battle.
"This place is indeed suitable." Fu Nian broke the silence in the air.
"I don't want to hear but." Xia Mi raised his head and glanced at Kazama Ruri, who was standing above the flame passage and did not come down.
"Xia Mi has a dragon attendant to protect me, so I feel more at ease." Fu Nian thought for a moment and said.
Xia Mi nodded with satisfaction.
"but……"
As soon as Fu Nian's voice fell, he felt Xia Mi's cold gaze falling.
"But I still hope that Xia Mi can interrupt the ceremony if something goes wrong." Fu Nian said it directly.
"We have more than one way, but you only have one life." When Xia Mi hesitated, Fu Nian quickly took advantage of the situation and pursued him.
It's not clear whether Xia Mi really listened to it or just to perfunctory Fu Nian, Xia Mi nodded lightly.
Then he took the initiative to throw half of Lu Mingze's body into the middle of the alchemical matrix, followed by Pompeii and the brass jar of the King of Sky and Wind.
Fu Nian also walked to his position obediently and put his fingertips into the flowing black liquid.
At a certain moment, a drop of blood that made the air tremble dripped from Fu Nian's fingertips into the alchemical carvings.
Then, blood drops dripped from Fu Nian's fingertips in series.
The calm alchemical matrix suddenly became boiling.
…
Kassel Academy,
Inside the Hall of Heroes,
Blue holographic projections were refracted on both sides of the huge table. The room was a bit dark, and even if the candlelight tried its best to shine on the candlestick, it still couldn't illuminate the entire dark hall.
There are not many people present here. Everyone has an old face, with wrinkled skin hanging on their face like tree bark.
They were all dressed in luxurious black suits and tight ties. Even though the glory of their old bodies was gone, traces of their former glory could still be glimpsed through the mottled and broken gaps.
Each of them is the most outstanding group of people in the era, with the sharpest intuition and the richest experience. Some of them can even use their old bodies to come to the battlefield of the Dragon Clan again, and use their last breath to fight for their predecessors.
On top of a thousand-year career.
They sat in their seats, their unsmiling faces like the iron lions at the door that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, exuding majesty and shrouding the atmosphere of the entire meeting in a tense atmosphere.
In fact, the situation they face does require them to make careful choices and then execute them efficiently and immediately.
Everyone’s eyes fell on the thick EVA screen in front of them.
Manstein, who has completely lost a few hairs on his head, is standing in front of the screen in a brand new black suit. The documents in his hands and the files stacked on the table indicate that he will be very busy at work next.
“After our last discussion, at the request of all school boards, we have sent the North American executive branch and the South American executive branch to the Arctic Circle to search for the missing YAMAL.
It's a pity that we also lost the contact information of the Russian branch, otherwise it would be most efficient to send them to the Arctic Circle to search..."
Professor Manstein's voice slowly sounded in the hall,
After Angers was put on leave, the vice-principal was investigated for molesting female students, and Beowulf won the support of the Senate, the college was no longer nominally under the control of their academic faction.
It's a pity that this situation did not last long. Beowulf caused bloodshed in Tokyo, and the Greenland Dragon King incident broke out again. After Schneider personally led a team to investigate,
The academic school seemed to have somehow gained control of its autonomy, but the burden of using this autonomy fell on Manstein.
This is obviously a position full of desire, but this position also requires a careerist full of desire. Angers once was it, and Beowulf was it later. Even after losing them, Executive Director Schneider
can also take on this great responsibility.
They are either dragons with absolute hatred, or they are the most outstanding hybrids in the contemporary era, or both.
But these characteristics are not possessed by Manstein at all.
He is only a professor of the college. Although he is the discipline committee and life committee of the college with a strong say, he has won the trust of Angers in guiding the normal operation of the college, and later won the trust of the school board of directors.
But it is precisely because of this that he is even more unsuitable for his current job. He is an excellent defender who adheres to the rules and maintains the operation of the rules, but he is definitely not an excellent pioneer and cannot create rules.
And his current position requires him to have the ability to create rules.
During this time, Manstein was very tired. He was so tired that he could only go to bed at 2 a.m. every night. He had to get up at 6 a.m. the next morning to sort out the unusual turmoil from branches around the world.
These dragons seem to have been discussed in advance, and they have appeared like fountains from all over the world in recent times.
There are usually only a few hundred Deadpool cases a year, but now they are over-completed in less than a month.
In addition, there is the suspected dragon king in Greenland, the inexplicable explosion in the Arctic Circle, the collective disappearance of the Russian branch, the unusual loss of contact with the Schneider team, and even the disappearance of the head of the Gattuso family on the school board, all of which are left to him to deal with.
But Manstein was unable to make an accurate choice.
Therefore, in a very short period of time, the annual school board meetings in previous years were held frequently within this month.
Manstein threw complex problems at these elders.
But the bad thing is that they don't seem to have a good solution. They can only rely on the existing elite execution departments to carefully find the reasons again and again.
Manstein also discovered that the current Senate, like the current Kassel Academy, also lacks a strong dictator who can win the trust of everyone and can integrate unified opinions.
These veterans are indeed rich in experience, but the bad thing is that these experiences may not be applicable to the technological development of this era.
And often after one opinion is raised, another opposing opinion is raised. A meeting that used to end in half an hour now often takes forty-five minutes to start.
For most of the entire meeting, he could only stare at EVA next to him.
What surprised Manstein today was that the Elder Council seemed to have reached a rare consensus on one matter.
As for why, Manstein looked at Frost, who was sitting somewhere in the middle of the long table near the door.
Frost Gattuso.
The main representative of the school board family and Caesar Gattuso's uncle. Although Frost is not the head of the Gattuso family, he represents the Gattuso family in attending school board meetings, which has become a common practice for decades.
Changed routine.
The only few accidents were all caused by Pompeo's rare appearance in the school board meeting after Angers resigned as president some time ago.
It was just a few times, and some time ago it was Frost again who attended on behalf of the Gattuso family.
What shocked Manstein even more later was that Frost actually told such shocking events as the disappearance of the family leader Pompeii.
"I object to Angers being the principal of the college again." Frost's voice echoed in the Hall of Valor.
But after his voice fell, there seemed to be no second voice of objection.
"Can you tell us your reasons, Mr. Gattuso?" In order to maintain a balance within each family, Mr. Turing always avoids the spread of negative emotions.
"Ange cannot lead us to defeat the Dragon Clan. He has been the principal for nearly a hundred years, but do you think our war with the Dragon Clan has achieved any initial results?
No, not at all, dragons are still bothering us as they have been for thousands of years, and they are being resurrected, on a large scale.
This is the time when we should unite as one, but Angers is a dictator. He will only blindly implement his own methods, but past experience has proven to us that his dictatorship is wrong. This will
We lead into an abyss of eternal destruction.”
Frost's voice echoed throughout the room.
"Principal Angers once personally buried the plan of Lord of Bronze and Fire Norton to invade the academy." Manstein said.
"Is that a beautiful battle? Didn't you spend a huge price in that battle? Don't you know how many bombs we threw in that battle? You even used nearby troops. These
Everything costs money, and we, the school board, are responsible for the consequences..."
"That is indeed not a beautiful battle, but it is also a qualified battle." Mr. Turing said slowly.
When everyone's conversation gradually started to get lively.
The closed door of the Hall of Valor suddenly opened.
The night watchman, who looked embarrassed, gasped and looked at the elders,