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

Chapter 300 The Four Monarchs' Dragon-Slaying Plan

Rome, Qunzel.

The sky was iron-gray and filled with haze. The howling wind ruffled the old man's robe.

The old man stood respectfully at the bottom of the steps. Sitting at the round table on the steps were the elders of the Gattuso family. They were all wearing white robes and looked as solemn as emperors from Roman history.

The so-called Qunzel is an estate on the outskirts of Rome, but for the Gattuso family, it is a place similar to a temple.

In ancient Roman times, there was indeed a temple on this land, but it later collapsed. The Gattuso family bought the remains of the temple and the surrounding land and rebuilt it into an exquisite manor.

The central building retains the pillars and part of the walls of the temple. The outside is made of extremely simple limestone, but the inside is painted pure dark blue, so it is called the "Qunqing Hall".

The elderly members of Gattuso's family live in the Pantheon. It is said that the oldest of them has lived for more than 300 years, far exceeding the upper limit of human lifespan.

They play a role similar to that of prophets and sages in family affairs. They are usually aloof from the world, but whenever something big happens, the decision makers of the family will drive to the Pantheon and wait for the instructions of these ancestors.

And they are also the most important part of the Gattuso family, similar to the human brain. The once powerful head of the family, Frost, is just a not-so-smart child in front of them, at most a finger of the huge family.

A few hours ago, these elders did not look like they do now. They were lying in a low-temperature box specially built for them. Looking through the observation window, their bodies looked like dried mummies, their muscles had atrophied badly, and they were literally skin and bones.

The doctors of Gattuso's family combined modern medicine and witchcraft to invent this method of prolonging life, which is actually a long-term hibernation method similar to the tortoise breathing method.

After Frost's death, the Gattuso family has not been able to find a new head of the family. Caesar was too young and had not even graduated yet. He was extremely rebellious. Pompey was even worse. If he could have led the family, Frost would have had no chance.

So now all family affairs are handled by this old man. He is the youngest elder, only over 150 years old, and has not yet lived in an incubator.

When the news that the divine punishment had failed reached Rome, the old man immediately convened a family meeting and decided to wake up the elders.

The entire awakening process lasted 48 hours. The doctors first raised their body temperature and then injected blood and tissue fluid. The muscles and skin became plump as if blown, and the skinny mummies became less skinny.

After their hormone levels gradually recovered, they ate a small amount of food, bathed, changed clothes, walked into the Blue Hall, and sat at the round table to listen to reports from their juniors.

The old man briefly described the current crisis: Japan's betrayal, Ange's disappearance, the ineffectiveness of the divine punishment, the suspected awakening of the White King, the nominal head of the family and the heir to the head of the family were all captured, and they even sacrificed Percy, which was a heavy loss of casualties.

"Still no news about Caesar?" asked the leader of the elders.

These elders all had their own names, but after moving into the Pantheon they gave up their original names and were only referred to by code names. The code name of the leader was Alpha.

The old man shook his head, his eyes showing sorrow: "It is basically confirmed that Caesar and Ange are controlled by the Eight Snake Families. Our attack has completely failed. Percy died. The White Monarch should have been resurrected."

"It's really bad." Alpha sighed, "But they are too impatient. It would be too foolish to revive the White Monarch at this time."

The old man nodded. He seemed to want to say something, but before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by Alpha. He suddenly said, "Are you here by yourself? It sounds like you brought a lot of friends with you."

The old man was stunned, and listened attentively to the strong wind outside the window. There seemed to be rolling thunder approaching in the wind, but in such a windy weather, even the clouds in the sky could not stay, so where did the thunder come from?

He indeed did not come here alone. Although this place is in the suburbs, the safety of both him and the elders needs to be strictly protected, so he brought a lot of bodyguards. Moreover, the location here is very hidden, and there are countless guards hiding in the dark.

These guards are holding guns, and any intruder will be shot into pieces in an instant. There is also infrared prevention and control outside the manor, and any creature with signs of life will be discovered the moment it approaches.

But now the infrared did not sound the alarm, and the guards did not fire their guns. No, not only did they not fire their guns, even the sound of their breathing seemed to have disappeared. The entire manor was serene and quiet, just like a haunted villa in a movie.

The house shook slightly, the wine in the glass jumped, the sound of thunder exploded in the ears in an instant, and the tumbleweed outside the window rolled and flew into the sky.

Huge flames shot up into the sky, and the old house turned into a sea of ​​fire in an instant. Countless ruins fell on its head, but were repelled by a certain field that was released in an instant.

Yanling·dustless land.

An elder was chanting ancient words, and at that fatal moment, he used the words to repel the flames, ruins, and even the high temperature.

It was at this moment that they saw clearly what was attacking them. It was an attack drone with two anti-tank missiles and two machine gun pods hanging under its broad wings, and a large-caliber optical aiming device hanging on its belly.

This is an incredible thing. In order to protect the brains of these families, the location of the Qunzel Palace is kept extremely confidential. Only people of Frost, Pompey, and Caesar's level are qualified to know it. Others only know that there is such a thing but don't know where it is.

But this time the attack seemed so premeditated, which obviously meant someone had informed on them.

Alpha's eyes lit up with brilliant gold, and he was filled with rage, like an angry tyrant: "Who? Who is it!"

No one answered him. The elders retreated one after another. They had to retreat. The Dust-Free Land only protected them temporarily. And judging from the blood coming out of the elder's mouth and nose, he would not be able to hold on for much longer.

But the good news is that new guards are on the way, and the defenses in this area are indeed strong. As long as they can survive this wave of attacks, they will not only be able to escape danger, but also counterattack successfully.

The Gattuso family has never been a kind-hearted family. Their family tradition has taught them to be killed and to kill people, and they are best at that.

Even if they have become as old as mummies, their first reaction when encountering such a situation is to fight back and find the person behind the scenes and repay them a thousand times, instead of just bombing a few drones like they are doing now.

After all, the cold machines are not as satisfying as the explosions of flesh and blood. They are killers at heart.

Perhaps because the voice had heard their regret, a shrill baby cry could be heard faintly in the strong wind.

A scream sounded behind him, and Alpha turned around suddenly, and saw a deformed snake-like monster suddenly appearing from nowhere and biting off the head of an elder in one bite.

Seemingly unsatisfied with the taste, the snake-like monster swallowed the dry flesh with difficulty, threw away the rest of its body with some disgust, raised the half of its head, and looked at Alpha.

... "Although I have long been fed up with those old guys like Gattuso, how did you find them?"

At Kassel College, the vice-president sat in a corner of Valhalla, looking at the turbulent images coming from the drone on the big screen with a puzzled expression.

When they proposed to remove Ange, Ange thought about whether he should teach these old guys an unforgettable lesson. Although he was not so extreme as to shoot them all, he did want to create something to divert their attention.

But they are really hiding too well. As the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and Gattuso has so many burrows. As a new force, he has also undermined the power of so many old forces. Don’t old antiques like Beowulf want to take action?
Of course they thought about it, but their defenses were too good and they hid too deeply. Frost, who often hung out, seemed to be in a high position and had great power, but in fact he was just an executive who was pushed out by others. If they killed him, they could easily push out another one, and they could have as many as they wanted.

So even though Frost died, he didn't cause any real harm to them. These people behind the scenes hid themselves more securely than anyone else.

but now……

On the shaking screen, in the view provided by the drone, one can clearly see those old things being torn into pieces by countless monsters, and the scene is a mess.

The vice-president swallowed his saliva and became serious for once. He asked cautiously, "Um... Is Ange still alive?"

He wouldn't be like these old guys, buried in the snake's belly, right? Wait, is he also in danger now?
Valhalla had been cleaned up, Beowulf's body had disappeared, but blood splattered in the corner could still be vaguely seen, and the old tenured professors were all huddled in a corner, as quiet as chickens.

At the huge long table, only Yuan Zhinv and the vice-principal were sitting opposite each other.

The vice-president had just been brought in to take charge of the overall situation, and his main role was to witness the birth of the new school directors.

He had no choice but to come, because the new school director said that if he didn't come, he would blow up Kassel College. He knew that Yuan Zhinv could do it. This seemingly innocent girl had had this idea many times during the repeated renovations. If she really did it, it would only be considered the fulfillment of her long-cherished wish.

The vice-principal didn't want to lose this place for retirement, and his young but bald son was also here, so he had no choice but to come and deal with it.

Genjitsu, still in her school uniform, expressed her appreciation for having been unanimously voted in for the school director selection. She felt that those old guys finally had some vision and didn't care at all whether there were guns pointed at their heads and forced them to vote and those who disagreed would be blown to death.

"Don't worry, you can't be the principal for the time being." Yuan Zhinv said, "I am a good person. Why would I kill the principal? He is just temporarily obsessed with Japan. I am such a peace-loving person, right?"

The vice-principal nodded expressionlessly and said, "You are good at fighting, so everything you said is right."

Yuan Zhinv yawned and looked at the time again: "It's about time, right? Eva, report the situation."

A mechanical female voice sounded in the huge space: "The first round of attacks has ended, covering London, New York, Rome... The targets are the Spencer family, the Gattuso family, and the Laurent family... 179 people were killed or seriously injured, three members of the school board died, and one was seriously injured."

"Preparing for the second round of attack, expected to launch in 15 minutes."

The vice president was stunned, and even the professors who dared not speak in the corner were in an uproar. It turned out that without their knowledge, the Eight Snake Families were still carrying out this attack.

This indiscriminate attack on all hybrids is like declaring war on God and Satan at the same time. They can't find any reason other than madness.

Even among these targets, there were families that had just voted. Without exception, they all voted in favor, which resulted in Yuan Zhinv being unanimously approved as the new school director. However, at this point, it is very doubtful under what circumstances they cast their votes.

Of course, Yuan Zhinv would not explain to them. She just calculated the time. When the number she silently recited in her heart ended, almost at the same time, the door of Valhalla was knocked.

The professors were like frightened birds, their eyes widened. Yuan Zhinu waved her hands with a smile and said a rare consolation: "Why are you panicking? I called a few friends over."

Before he finished speaking, the door was pushed open, and the indifferent man and the young girl walked in together. The man glanced at everyone and then looked away, as if he was too lazy to even look at them.

The girl was very enthusiastic and even took the initiative to greet the vice principal: "Hi, vice principal, do you remember me? I'm Xia Mi!"

Of course the vice-principal remembered her. After all, she was a popular candidate for the school beauty spot. He even looked forward to the girl's performance in swimming class. But didn't this girl disappear in the Beijing subway incident?

Moreover, the vice-principal was an insider. He knew the identities of this girl and this man. He had also heard about it when Angé was monitoring Old Tang. Later, he realized that these two people had completely awakened.

But what is the purpose of these two coming here?
This is Kassel Academy. Currently, most of the best dragon slayers in the world come from here. It’s no exaggeration to say that it is a holy land for dragon slayers. How come these two dragons came here so openly?

He really didn't take them seriously at all... But if he really took them seriously, thinking about the consequences, the vice-principal felt that this was not so bad.

The girl didn't care whether he answered or not. She greeted several professors in a row, and finally looked at Yuan Zhinv with a smile: "Long time no see, roommate!"

It’s been a long time indeed.

Yuan Zhinu looked at the girl. After she put on the vest of Xia Mi, she was a lively and cheerful girl. There was no change. But Yuan Zhinu inexplicably sensed some danger in her. She was even more dangerous than Norton next to her.

Norton's occasional glances at her were also filled with fear.

It seems that this time she did not participate in the battle for Japan but instead focused on digesting her brother's corpse. The fusion has been successful. She should be called Hela now, right?

"Why are you calling us here?" Norton asked coldly. He had no good impression of this academy at all.

"What else can we do here? Of course, we should kill the dragon!" Yuan Zhinv leaned back in her chair and smiled, "It's rare that so many people are here. Let's discuss how to kill the White King."

The rats were cleared out and she gained the power of school director. The next thing to consider, of course, was how to kill Frigga.

Could she really be allowed to hatch while hiding? And then turn into a world-destroying white dragon and destroy the world? Yuan Zhinu was not so easy to talk to. The king taught her the idea of ​​killing people when they can be spared, or taking their lives when they are sick.

But she probably can't kill him alone, and this is not just her business, so let's work together.

She has some of the authority of the Water King and the Wind King. The Earth King and the Fire King are also there. It's rare for the four monarchs to get together, so why not kill some dragons and exchange some feelings.

(End of this chapter)