This originally grand and majestic palace looked particularly dilapidated. The statue of Odin was violently twisted, and the granite walls with carved patterns around it were torn apart. Sometimes gray-black walls even fell from the top.
This is the place where the graduation ceremony is held for the students. The benches have been cleared and replaced by a long oak table, and in front of the long table, there are figures sitting around each other.
These people are apparently college directors who have come from all over the world.
The atmosphere seemed extremely silent, and no one spoke first.
To be precise, these school directors all have complicated emotions, and their faces are even uglier than those of their dead parents.
Especially Frost, the acting head of the Gattuso family.
At this moment, this guy's old face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Those who didn't know it thought he was seriously ill because of constipation for a long time.
Others' faces were either heavy or shocked.
They entered Kassel College not long ago, and what they saw was a strong shock to their hearts.
Too miserable.
The entire Kassel Academy was badly damaged.
Although the school directors had already gained some understanding through photos or videos before arriving at the college.
It's just that those photos and videos were severely distorted by being taken on site, and it's impossible to restore the real scenes.
Now they witnessed the scene with their own eyes.
The Garden of Versailles was twisted into a twist, the artificial lake was evaporated directly, and black lava still flows in it. The originally sacred Odin Square was also reduced to ruins.
When the school directors funded the construction of this college, the purpose was to create those iconic buildings. Odin Square is the key project. Every rock in this square has been carefully selected. It is not only ancient in style and symbolic, but also extremely
Tough, but now it has long been reduced to dilapidated ruins.
When the wind blows, dark dust rises.
The Hall of Valor in the center of the square suffered heavy damage.
The huge temple was torn into pieces, and the originally sacred appearance was covered with scorch marks. The mighty and domineering rooster sculpture at the top of the temple had a spear-like steel bar pierced through its body, like a roasted chicken.
The school directors watched the scenes of destruction of the college with mixed emotions.
But what's inside is more shock and fear.
Not only was the architectural environment destroyed, but the college was also filled with residual energy fluctuations. The more powerful the hybrid, the more obscure and terrifying these energies were.
Although I didn't see the battle, it must have been a devastating impact.
The school directors put themselves in their shoes and wondered whether they would have been able to survive if they had been in the aftermath of the battle.
Is there any?
I'm afraid this possibility is slim.
When the school directors looked up, they could see the dome mural where Odin held a meeting with the gods. The majestic faces of the gods became extremely frightened in their distortions, even Odin, the god king, was no exception.
It was like the devil suddenly descended during a meeting. Even the gods could not resist and could only watch themselves being swallowed up by the devil's flames.
When the wind blows, the squeaking sound of steel bars and concrete can be heard in the dilapidated hall, like the pained groans of the gods.
A meeting of the gods completely turned into Ragnarok.
This seemed to foreshadow the purpose of the school directors' coming and the final outcome, which always gave them an unknown premonition.
Therefore, the atmosphere at this moment seemed extremely silent, and each school director felt heavy and complicated, as if even his breathing had become suppressed.
They want to punish the Dragon King twins and the S-class one here, but can they really do it? They are still just thinking out of the blue, and maybe even their lives will be involved.
However, it was this kind of brutal battle that gave them more or less a sense of luck, that is, if the monsters fought each other and both sides were injured, wouldn't it be a golden opportunity for them?
Once those monsters really recover, they will most likely never have a chance again.
This is a huge gamble. If the gamble succeeds, the family behind them will usher in supreme glory.
If you lose the bet...
Ragnarok on the dome may be the final portrayal.
The middle-aged school manager, who was rolling Buddhist beads, lowered his head and recited the "Vajra Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra".
"All conditioned dharmas are like dreams, like dew and lightning, and should be observed in this way. All conditioned dharmas..."
An old man next to the middle-aged man glared at him fiercely.
It is difficult to tell the actual age of this old man with a withered face. He is too old. He is wearing a black suit with a dark red handkerchief stuffed in his jacket pocket. His expression is solemn, as if he is attending a funeral.
But at this moment, he heard the middle-aged people around him chanting Buddhist sutras nonstop, which stimulated him so much that the sound of chanting almost sent him away.
There is a girl sitting on the other side of the old man. She looks about sixteen or seventeen years old. She has long golden hair directly coiled on her head. Her delicate face is full of majesty, and her temperament is like that of a simple old scholar. .
The girl is also one of the school directors.
Faced with the solemn atmosphere of the audience, Angers seemed careless.
He was holding an apple in his hand, and was slowly peeling it with the folding knife. His knife skills were very good, and he could cut an apple from beginning to end in one go, and he was about to peel it out completely.
"Principal Angers, have you never eaten an apple? Don't you have anything to say now? Or are you just going to let us act like idiots and watch you eat apples?"
After a long silence, Frost was the first to become unable to sit still.
He looked at Ange with a dark face and asked in a deep voice.
"Everyone sitting here, listen carefully, I didn't say you are all idiots!" Ange smiled bitterly.
"Ange, you took it out of context! Did I mean that?!!" Frost was furious.
Angers' hand while peeling the apple paused slightly, and he raised his eyes casually and said, "What are you talking about? Could it be that the Frost family wants to know why you don't have apples?
If this is the case, I'm really sorry. After experiencing this disaster, the college's resources are very limited, Apple is the only one, and I hope everyone can understand."
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Frost's eyes almost burst into flames, he was really angry.
I bet this school board meeting was like a child playing house, Angers said it was childish and ridiculous.
This is a sacred and inviolable school board meeting, a serious exchange between the top forces of the mixed race. Every meeting almost determines the life and death of mankind. But now the other party is talking about an apple. Everyone here is
Are you missing those two bites of apple? You bastard!
"Master Frost, don't be so grumpy. If you really want to eat, although I can't give you an apple, I can still give you the apple peel."
As he spoke, Angers threw a peeled piece of apple peel on the table in front of Frost.
"Ange! Are you kidding me?"
"No, no, no, of course I'm not funny. I'm not a comedian. Why should I use comedy to please everyone? I'm just stating the facts very seriously and seriously. The college currently has limited resources, and even a few school directors have high-quality
We can't provide any meals, but I guess you've already eaten on the private plane on the way to Chicago, so you shouldn't be short of one or two meals.
It's just that after the meeting, I'd like to trouble you to find a hotel to rest on your own. With the current situation of the college, it's really difficult to find comfortable accommodation for you." Angers looked ashamed.
"Principal Angers, you don't have to feel guilty. I came here this time for the Kassel College after the disaster, not for pleasure. Speaking of which, this is also my dereliction of duty. As a school director, I failed to provide the college with the first time."
Subsidy." Lisa on the side felt ashamed.
"It's really gratifying that Principal Lisa can put herself in the school's shoes so much. Take this apple and eat it." Angers handed the peeled apple to the girl.
"Thank you, principal."
Lisa took the apple.
The red little mouth opened slightly, and then the shell teeth took a bite.
Pfft...very sweet.
Frost, who had only been able to eat apple peels not long ago, saw this scene and his mouth twitched, thinking to himself, you two are just acting like a couple.
However, Frost knew that he could not speak without authorization at this time. After all, he could not defeat Angers, let alone defeat him. If he persisted, he would only make a bigger joke.
Frost now feels that he is a comedian, no, he may be more like a clown, jumping around on the stage and making all kinds of funny actions that make people laugh out loud.
He couldn't help but glance at Beowulf sitting at the end of the long table.
At this time, the only one who has the qualifications and ability to intimidate Angers is this old man.
If we put it in the ancient world of the East, this man must be the powerful Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world. He is the kind of big man who can shake the whole world with just one stamp of his feet.
From the moment he entered the meeting, Beowulf closed his eyes and meditated, never speaking.
It wasn't until the surroundings became completely quiet that he couldn't help but open his eyes, his old eyes glaring.
"Your Excellency Angers, as a school director, we will definitely provide funding for the reconstruction of Kassel. We, the Beowulf family, can take the lead in expressing our willingness to spend 100 million US dollars to help the college. I believe that all school directors will not hesitate to spend 100 million US dollars.
I don’t have any opinion.”
"No objection."
All school directors have expressed their willingness to spend US$100 million to support the reconstruction of Kassel.
In this way, with the support of this large amount of funds, Kassel College will definitely regain its former glory.
"I am deeply grateful to all the school directors for their kindness," Angers said.
"Your Excellency Angers, I don't need your gratitude. We are the directors of Kassel. Everything in the college is naturally under our control. Now we can get down to business." Beowulf said in a deep voice.
Rumble.
The sound of thunder rolled down from the end of the sky, setting off waves of echoes in the hall.
At this moment, everyone was sitting upright. They all looked at Angers, as if waiting for the principal's answer.
"It's really time to start."
Angers expression also became serious.
"Your Excellency Angers, I want to know how you plan to deal with the situation involving the twins and S-class students this time?" Beowulf got straight to the point.
"Or in other words, when will these monsters be handed over?"
As soon as these words came out, it was a complete showdown with Angers.
Whether it is the Dragon King twins or Lu Mingfei, the terrifying S-class, they are all deeply involved, and their value is like the temptation of ordinary people facing the golden mountain.
A mere $100 million is nothing, these monsters are the real treasures.
Hearing this, Ange smiled brightly.
"Tsk, tsk, it is indeed the iron-blooded style of the Beowulf family that is resolute and violent. The problems they speak of are like a sharp blade, forcing people to deal with them."
"Your Majesty Angers, you have to know that this knife has not been drawn out yet, otherwise we, the school directors, would not be here today." Beowulf looked calm, but what he said was shocking.
This dragon-blood-thirsty man, who was once the leader of the Secret Party Action Team, wants to punish the monsters in Kassel Academy, which is enough to represent this determination.
When the other party said this, he was obviously giving an ultimatum to Angers. His implication was to make Angers confess honestly and even hand over those monsters, so that Angers could still do his job safely.
headmaster.
Other school directors couldn't help but look at Angers.
Obviously the pressure is on Angers.
If the principal continues to insist on his own way, he will face the target of this heroic family, and even the entire mixed-race world.
Although Angers is very strong, in the final analysis he is still the leader of a school and has many concerns.
Frost sneered in his heart and said, Angers, you bastard, why don't you stop complaining? If you are so awesome, how could you dare to fight Beowulf in person?
"Lord Beowulf is right." Angers chuckled.
The words gave people a very recognized sense of approval, as if to show that Beowulf was right, Angers was a man who knew the current affairs and was a good man.
The school directors around him were all slightly shocked. They didn't expect Angers, a tough guy, to be so easy to talk to, especially when it came to issues related to the Dragon King.
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He originally thought that he would have to waste more words and even use force to suppress him when necessary, but he did not expect that Angers would compromise so easily.
Something is wrong.
As the saying goes, there must be monsters when things go wrong, and the other party will never hand over those monsters easily.
Because he is Angers, a man who is willing to sacrifice his life to slay the dragon.
Once such a person grasps what he wants, he will never let go even if he dies, and things like the Dragon King must be something the other party cares about.
"So, Your Majesty Angers is willing to hand over the monsters?" Frost asked tentatively.
He also didn't believe Angers would give up so easily.
It's just that he doesn't know what kind of medicine is sold in Angers Gourd, so he won't be able to handle this operation.
But the next moment Frost seemed to have thought of something, and he shrank violently.
He suddenly thought that the alchemical nuclear bomb funded by the Gattuso family seemed to be in the underground weapons depot of the Hall of Valor.
Could this old guy want to play a game of thrones and send them all to heaven?
However, just when Frost was thinking about it, he was extremely frightened.
Angers shrugged indifferently.
"No, it's not that I'm willing, but I am very supportive of this approach. If you can take these monsters away, I can only hope for it. After all, I haven't lived enough yet?"
"What do you mean?" Beowulf narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Then let me stop talking nonsense and just show you something. After you finish reading, I, Ange, will never interfere with how to deal with those monsters."
With that said, Angers took out the two stone boxes that had been prepared beside him and placed them on the long table.
Under the focused gaze of everyone, he took the lead in opening the top stone box, revealing the things lying in the box.
For a moment, everyone in the audience couldn't help but turn on Golden Boy.
Deep in the golden hole, iron-gray light is reflected.