Dragon Clan: Starting from obtaining Yaki, counterattack against the gods

Chapter 202: The Nibelungen Plan
"If the King of Bronze and Fire and the King of Earth and Mountains really awaken at the same time, do we have the ability to kill them?"

The young school director turned around, exchanged glances with the housekeeper, and rang the bell: "How should we respond?"

"Over the past thousands of years, the four great monarchs have appeared more than once, but there has never been a collective revival. Will they join forces? And those two rewards, can their authenticity be ascertained?" The old man holding the Buddhist beads also rang the bell and raised his question.

"I don't know." One question after another, but Angers only answered casually: "There are no answers to what you said now."

Ange elegantly pulled out a Havana No. 1 cigar from the cedar wood cigarette case, cut open the cigar with a cigar cutter, burned the cigar with a thin match, then lit it and took a slow puff.

Everyone could see that he was in a bad mood, and no one was too lazy to answer these nonsense. The temperature of the air around him seemed to be even lower. Everyone was shrouded in a huge shadow, and the atmosphere was stagnant and even a little suffocating.

The face of Frost Gattuso, the representative of the Gattuso family, seemed frozen at this moment. He was the one who advocated the abolition of Angers. The Gattuso family donated the highest amount to the academy every year, and the second place was Lisa's Laurent family.

If Lisa had not tried her best to support Ange, Frost might have abolished this arrogant guy by now, but now that such a thing has happened, he has to rely on Ange again.

This feeling of being forced to bow his head made the proud him very annoyed, but he had to admit that although Ange was not a good manager, he was an excellent dragon slaying expert.

At least none of the school directors present here have ever faced the dragon clan directly. What they are best at is sitting on the throne high up and playing with power.

They can easily decide the life and death of a company or even a small country, but money obviously cannot make the Dragon King surrender. This kind of work involving real guns and swords on the battlefield is also beyond the ability of civilian personnel like them.

"Ange, we all know your hatred for the dragons, but the two noble monarchs who have awakened at this moment may not be easily dismissed."

The middle-aged man who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke up, and the brass bell in his hand rang softly: "We need to know your entire plan."

Everyone looked at the man biting the cigar. The white smoke made his old but hard face vaguely visible.

"Okay." Ange leaned back in his chair and exhaled a long breath: "I think it's time to activate the Nibelungen Plan."

"This is the next topic." He said, clapping his hands: "Please allow me to introduce to you our 'S'-level student, the well-deserved dragon-slaying elite, Fengjian Liuli."

The door opened, and a girl in a black windbreaker walked in slowly. She had a pale but delicate and beautiful face, her long black hair was casually scattered, and her black pupils were as deep as ink.

She just stood there casually, but her aura was as sharp as a sword.

Yuan Zhinv didn't look at anyone and sat directly in the empty seat at the end of the meeting. She seemed not to care at all why she was called there, nor did she care what these old guys were saying.

"No student has been invited to attend the board of directors meeting in all these years. You are the first one." Angé glanced at Yuan Zhinv and turned to look at the school directors.

"Let me introduce you briefly. This is the 'S'-ranked hybrid I brought back from Japan last year. He is ranked first on the college's student combat power list. His GPA is so bad that he has to repeat the first grade this year. He has many records of being late and absent from classes, and he has not passed any of his major courses..."

"Oh, she was also the champion of the college's Free Day last year. Her fighting skills are far better than the leaders of the two major clubs in the college. She also received two warnings because she missed half of the semester in both semesters last year."

Genjitsu had no reaction to this poor introduction and didn't even bother to lift her eyelids.

"The only main reason she can sit here as a candidate is that she has slaughtered the next generation single-handedly," said Angers.

After a moment's silence, the school directors applauded politely. They had all seen the dragon-slaying video that had gone viral on the Kassel Night Watch website. The girl's knife was sharp enough to cut through anything.

Even the terrifying pure-blooded dragon race had no power to fight back in front of her. What kind of top-level combat power was this? This single advantage alone was enough to wash away all the previous shortcomings.

If there is any student at Kassel College who can face the Dragon King head-on or even draw his sword against him, the only candidate is her.

Such people should certainly be respected as heroes and sit with the school directors.

"Regrettably, Liuli, I cannot reveal the names of the directors to you," Ange said, "but they are the cornerstones of Kassel College."

Yuan Zhinv nodded indifferently, and her eyes swept across everyone's faces without hesitation, as if she wanted to remember what they looked like.

Surprisingly, everyone subconsciously chose to avoid the girl when they saw her calm gaze.

This is very strange, because everyone present here is a powerful person among the mixed-bloods. They are high above others, they are the top nobles, and they are able to look down on everything.

But how can I describe that girl’s gaze? It was calm and indifferent, without any of the coldness of human emotion. Looking into those eyes was like looking into... the eyes of a demon.

Being stared at by her even feels like being targeted by a cold-blooded animal.

Experienced jungle explorers know that if you feel a cold gaze behind you in the wild, you must not look back, because it is very likely a wolf or a snake. Once you turn your head and expose your neck, you will die instantly.

No matter how outstanding a politician is, he will be afraid of brutal and bloodthirsty desperadoes, and avoiding them seems to be the best option.

"Liuli, have you ever faced a pure-blooded dragon among the dragon race and felt their terrifying power? They are the second-generation species among the dragon race, the nobles second only to the first-generation species."

"No." Yuan Zhinv said nonchalantly: "It feels no different from any other person I have killed."

With just one sentence, the atmosphere suddenly became cold, and everyone knew that she was not joking, because they all felt the terrifying aura of the girl who had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

They couldn't even imagine how many people had died at her hands to create such a suffocating sense of terror and oppression. "Your bloodline is the best I've ever seen. You are the most deserving S-rank in the academy over the years, but you haven't faced the Dragon King directly."

"Compared to the four great monarchs, the next generation is nothing more than their slaves. The power of the Dragon King is absolutely powerful, and the real battlefield is never won by relying on numbers."

"Only those with the strongest will and the best bloodline can maintain themselves in front of the Dragon King and kill him! So we need the best of the best, heroes among heroes, just like the first Lionheart Guild Master Menek, who is unparalleled."

"And now is the worst time. The four great monarchs have awakened collectively. We can no longer passively wait. We must select the one with the best bloodline from among the candidates with excellent bloodlines and train him with all our strength. He will be the mortal enemy of the Dragon King."

At this point, Ange paused and said: "He will be the savior of the world."

"Me?" Yuan Zhinv raised her eyes, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes.

"It could be you," said Frost.

"We will strengthen your bloodline." Ange said slowly: "Do you know the Nibelungen Plan?"

"I don't know." With the corners of her mouth slightly raised, Yuan Zhinu sat elegantly in the armchair, her fingers crossed on her legs, her posture relaxed as if she was the leader of the conversation.

"Did you know that someone can possess more than two kinds of words?"

"so smart?"

"Did you know that some hybrids can reach the power of pure-blooded dragons?"

"Never heard of it."

"Do you know what is called a 'half-blood monarch'?"

"Can it be compared with the four great monarchs?"

"Perhaps even better than the Dragon King." The old man twisted his Buddhist beads and spoke word by word: "This is the Nibelungen Plan, to strengthen the bloodline and break through the limits of the hybrids."

Such exciting words are enough to drive any half-blood crazy, but the girl with black hair and black eyes just tilted her head: "Why me?"

"Because your bloodline is good enough." said Angers.

"Isn't Lu Mingfei also an S?"

"Ming Fei is still a newcomer, and many people think it was my mistake that he was rated S-level." Angé smiled.

"What about Chu Zihang and Caesar?"

"They are also on the list of candidates." Frost said coldly: "So if you want to be the only choice for the Nibelungen Project, we need you to come up with more intuitive evidence."

"Prove what?" The smile on Yuan Zhinv's lips grew wider.

"Prove your excellence, prove your uniqueness." Frost looked at the girl in front of him with a critical eye, and seemed dissatisfied with her.

All the school directors were silent because they knew that the heir of the Gattuso family was also on the list of candidates, but Frost always believed that Caesar was the best.

If Caesar had not currently been unable to produce achievements sufficient to demonstrate his competitiveness, the person standing here might have been Caesar.

Looking directly into the girl's eyes, Frost spoke word by word: "This is a great gift, and you need to prove that you are worthy of it."

"Then how do I prove it?"

"Show more convincing military achievements," the old man said, "or kill a dragon king."

"Ah, is that so?" The girl finally laughed completely. At that moment, her delicate yet cold face like a sculpture suddenly came alive, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were tinged with a bright color.

She had a very aggressive look to begin with, and when she smiled she looked like the scorching sun, so dazzlingly beautiful that no one dared to look directly at her.

"But I'm not interested in killing the Dragon King." She stood up and said slowly, "I don't want to participate in your candidate program either."

"If there's nothing else, I have to excuse myself."

Before turning around and leaving, the girl once again carefully scanned each of their faces, as if she wanted to memorize their appearance in her mind.

"Everyone." She paused, smiling brightly, but with a meaningful look in her eyes.

"goodbye."

(End of this chapter)