Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 666 Endless Chaos

"Still alive?" Finkel asked.

"Still alive, but seems to have been affected." Lu Mingfei was injured.

His powerful recovery ability has obviously declined, and these injuries will take time to recover.

"It should be the vice-president's masterpiece. You've seen it, the night Norton got angry in the academy." Finkel panted heavily, "I'll go to the ground right away. Even our group of prisoners will be evacuated, which means there are no innocent guys in the ice cellar anymore."

"I am innocent." Lu Mingfei's absolute suppression of the pursuers behind him was being weakened.

That alchemical matrix was only targeting him, and as one strengthened while the other weakened, dangers were lurking everywhere.

"You did it yourself. Well, take care of yourself. At the next intersection, turn left and you will see a drainage pipe. You can leave along the pipe. I can't help you. The vice-principal is here to find us." Finkel's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Let's hide first." EVA took over the last sentence.

Then the communication channel was interrupted, and Lu Mingfei was completely isolated and helpless from then on.

Some people's experiences cannot be imitated, and this is even more true of their unique ways of dealing with things.

Lu Mingfei gradually realized a problem: the same power and authority will produce two different results when it falls into the hands of different people.

To put it simply: he is not suitable to do what Han Qiu did.

In fact, he should have understood it long ago. If it weren't for Senior Brother Linghe, it would have been impossible for him to escape the pursuit and blockade with his limited skills.

Fortunately, the remaining road is not long. If we try hard, everything should be fine.

Something was flowing downwards from the pipe above, and mercury mist gradually filled the passage.

It’s so fast that the mercury has been infused into this layer.

All members of Beowulf's team in the back were wearing masks, but Lu Mingfei had nothing on and was completely naked.

His clothes had long been destroyed in the explosion. He finally understood why Han Qiu often ran naked, because this battle was unreasonable.

It's a war! It's normal to be without clothes, and the crotch feels cold, which is reasonable.

"Turn left, turn left." Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, and finally saw the fork in the road.

While he was delighted, he did not forget to turn around and throw two Word Spirits to stop the pursuers.

With the blood boiling in his body, Beowulf rushed to the front of the team.

It’s like time has gone back and youth has reappeared.

Back to the days when he was the captain of the action team, three or two good friends, with knives on their waists and muskets in hand, roamed in dragon caves.

The meaning of life is nothing more than looking for a sword on a boat. His blood-red golden eyes became brighter and brighter, and his dry face became energetic.

A person's last moments of life, a strong breath, shudders through this long winter of old age.

"Principal Beowulf, the academy is being invaded." Norma's voice sounded in her ears.

Beowulf was stunned. Norma said "the academy is under invasion", not the ice cellar.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"It's the family heads." Norma replied.

There is an insider... Even if Beowulf knew, there was nothing he could do now.

He originally thought that these elites were all clean and had no connection with any family, but this situation still occurred.

Is God going to destroy the academy? So the academy should be divided up?

"Norma, get through to Flamel, I have something to say." Beowulf ordered.

After a brief pause, Flamel entered the communication channel.

Beowulf didn't dare to waste words and said directly: "Release Fingel and the others and try your best to stop those guys. You take Ange away from the academy, as well as the Leviathan's dragon bone cross. Don't worry about anything else, there is nothing left in the academy."

"Understood." Flamel sighed helplessly, "Try to stay alive, old man. It's better for the academy to be divided up by these wolves than to be destroyed by dragons. If not, leave it all to those families to deal with, and you should retreat first."

"I must try. I must try," Beowulf said. "There are traitors among the secret party. How can you be sure that they are not with this dragon?"

"There's an old saying that goes, 'As long as the mountains remain, there's no need to run out of firewood,'" Flamel said.

"How many years do I have left to live?" Beowulf asked.

Flamel already understood Beowulf's determination and could only express his highest respect with silence.

Beowulf is older than Ange and Flamel, but in terms of bloodline, he is still in the S-class category.

It's just the benefit of drinking dragon's blood. It allows you to live a few more years, live like a monster, and look like one.

"No matter what, we must ensure Ange's safety." Beowulf gave instructions for his final arrangements: "You have been practicing technology for so many years, but you are not good at slaying dragons, Flamel."

"I hope the old rogue won't blame us when he wakes up. Plans can't keep up with changes..." Flamel sighed helplessly.

"The elites of the four old families are also at your disposal. I need to devote my full attention to dealing with this unknown dragon." Beowulf said.

"I'll take care of it and try to delay as much time as possible." Flamel cheered up: "If I had known that I would be exposed for not being imprisoned anyway, I might as well work with you to deal with the guy in the ice cellar first."

"Then the academy is completely lost. They took it easily. Expand the alchemical matrix of the Well of Oblivion to its maximum to protect the academy."

"Without this blockade, can we keep the dragon?" Flamel worried.

"You used this alchemical matrix to restrict Norton, right?" Beowulf asked.

"Yes."

"How's the effect?"

“With great reluctance.”

"He should be stronger than Norton. The suppressing effect of the alchemical matrix on him is very limited. This thing is probably just a toy for him and can be easily broken. The academy needs this alchemical matrix more." Beowulf said.

The expansion of the alchemy matrix's influence range would reduce its effectiveness. Covering the entire academy would indeed make it easier to deal with the siege of those families, but the cost was that the suppression of Lu Mingfei was greatly weakened.

There is no room for hesitation when answering multiple-choice questions or true-or-false questions, and Beowulf knows this very well.

The captain of the action team is the person who is least lacking in execution ability, and war decisions need to be quick and accurate.

"Okay, it has been expanded." Flamel responded.

"I know that sooner or later I will die on the battlefield of slaying a dragon." Beowulf calmly threw out the last words and then cut off contact with the outside world.

He didn't want anything outside the ice cellar to affect him. At this moment, he only had one goal and purpose.

Mercury flowed over the ankles, and every step was heavy and quick.

A battle to slay a dragon, the courage of a group of people.

Life is actually very pure and clear. Either you die first or I die first. There is nothing to be afraid of.

Even without relying on the power of words, he could still move forward.