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

Chapter 334: At this point, reaching the pinnacle of power!

"So what you're saying is that the Dragon King killed everyone?"

Amid the falling leaves, outside the Hall of Heroes, the vice-president stood behind Yuan Zhinv with a strange expression: "Isn't this reason a little bit ridiculous?"

Yuan Zhinv stretched lazily, her eyes swept across the somewhat empty square, and she said nonchalantly: "What's impossible? Who can destroy so many warships and nuclear submarines in the Arctic Circle?"

"And didn't they say that the wreckage had been found? It was destroyed by a tsunami and a hurricane. Only a Dragon King-level word spirit could do this. Who else could have done it except the Dragon King?"

Her serious look made her more persuasive, and her calm tone expressed the meaning of "this is the fact, we don't need to discuss it" vividly.

This is the third day since the YAMAL's successful return. All the specialists sent to the Arctic by Kassel Academy have returned. Except for a few who were unlucky enough to encounter avalanches and suffered frostbite, everyone else has returned safely with zero casualties.

Except for the people from Kassel Academy, the situation of other mixed-blood organizations was just the opposite. Except for some people who did not have time to arrive at the scene of the Arctic Circle battle, all other people were wiped out, and there was a perfect achievement of zero survivors.

There were zero casualties on one side, and zero survivors on the other. What's more, the leader of the zero casualties side had recently live-broadcasted a show to kill the Dragon King, and had been ambushed by others while doing so.

With so many buffs stacked up, it is hard not to wonder if Genjitsu was not satisfied after killing the Dragon King, so she killed all the other guys who attacked from behind.

This was a very logical guess, so the vice-principal decisively came to ask Yuan Zhinu about the specific situation. Regardless of whether it was Yuan Zhinu who did it, at least he had to inform her first.

Of course, he knew in his heart that no one except Yuan Zhinu could do this. To be honest, even the Dragon King was not as cruel as her. Therefore, the main purpose of this trip was to discuss how to make this matter go away.

Although the power of the Source Girl is now unfathomable, if she doesn't want to become a public enemy and be treated like a Dragon King, she'd better explain such brutal behavior.

The first thing Yuan Zhinv did when she returned to the academy was to send out invitations to mixed-race families from all over the world. Some refused, but more people agreed. So now that all the leaders gathered in Kassel, it was a good time to clarify.

When the vice-president saw Genjitsu at the entrance of Valhalla, she looked so calm and composed that he thought she had already thought of an explanation. But when he asked her, he found out that the explanation was just made up at random. It seemed like she didn't even use her brain and was just looking for someone to blame.

"Is there any more convincing evidence? For example, there happened to be a few eyewitnesses who saw which Dragon King did it." The vice-president reminded gently.

Yuan Zhinv glanced at him and nodded: "Don't worry, I understand what you mean, I guarantee it will be fine."

She looked confident of victory, and the vice principal was relieved. He nodded with relief: "I don't know when that old man Ange will wake up. The situation is so tense with internal and external troubles. I feel much more at ease with you here."

The flamboyant old cowboy said to the girl in front of him earnestly: "Everyone recommended you to be the acting principal. Now Kassel College depends on you."

Yuan Zhinv was stunned, her expression became strange: "I am the acting principal? Didn't I just become a school director?"

"No one has stipulated that a school director cannot be the principal. Doesn't that old man Ange have a seat on the school board all year round? The main thing is that there is really no one else to choose from now. You can't expect me to be the principal."

The vice-principal spread his hands, and seeing Yuan Zhinu's hesitation, he patted her shoulder vigorously: "Don't struggle. Before you came back, you have been unanimously approved by all teachers and students."

Seeing this, Yuan Zhinu smiled bitterly and said, "You really made me suffer."

Yuan Zhinu and the vice-principal reached a consensus, and "helplessly" she took over the responsibility of acting principal. If Angé did not wake up for a long time, she could remove the word "acting" and become the principal directly.

At this point, Kassel College completely became the American branch of the Sheqi Eight, and the relationship between the two sides became harmonious again.

But that’s all in the past. After getting used to his new title, Principal Yuan straightened his clothes and pushed open the door of Valhalla.

The room was filled with chairs, and on each chair sat a person, either male or female, old or young. The tall trees that blocked out the sun blocked the light from Valhalla, and these people were hidden in the darkness, so the expressions on their faces could not be seen clearly.

The door was pushed open, and light shone from behind Genjitsu, like lightning breaking through dark clouds. Everyone fell silent, because at this moment her brilliance overwhelmed everyone present. No, not just at this moment.

After the live broadcast that shocked all the hybrids and caused an earthquake in the hybrid society, no one dared to underestimate Yuan Zhinv. What kind of person could fight with the Dragon King and even gain the upper hand?
Yuan Zhinu glanced at these people... and found that she didn't recognize any of them. However, when they saw Yuan Zhinu, they made the same gesture, raising their right fists, revealing the silver rings on their index fingers - thick and simple rings, with different totems on the huge ring faces, which were their respective family emblems.

They came from all over the world, and each of them was a well-known figure in the local area. Many of them were already old creatures half buried in the ground, but at this moment they still forced themselves to climb out of the coffins and come here.

Because they all know that a new era is coming.

An era controlled by hybrids.

There is an old Chinese saying, "Follow the dragon to gain merit." If you come to join him now, even if you cannot become the chief minister, you can at least become a elder. Even if you cannot become a elder, it is better than being directly demolished by this lord and his men.

The incident at the Arctic Circle is still fresh in our minds. Who knows what this madman will do when he goes crazy?
"I'm glad you're all here." Yuan Zhinv walked directly to the only empty seat, which was also the main seat in the middle, and said with a warm smile: "As the acting principal, on behalf of Kassel College, I welcome you all."

No one responded to her. The scene was as quiet as a solemn funeral. Yuan Zhinv didn't care about their attitudes and continued to speak: "I believe everyone knows that the Dragon Kings have been resurrected one after another, and the ultimate must be the black supreme."

"That day will definitely be the end of the world, and everyone will die. Of course, the purpose of calling everyone here is not to ask everyone to write a suicide note in advance to prepare for death or something like that, but just to tell everyone that if we want to survive, we have to work together."

"It would be too weak to rely on individual strength alone. Even the Dragon Kings know that they can cooperate when necessary, not to mention that we are on the same front."

Yuan Zhinu's attitude was quite sincere, because what she said was the truth, although it was beautified and tactful. What she really meant was probably "Since this is a disaster for everyone, don't expect me to bear it alone. Everyone should contribute to me, and I firmly refuse to get it for free."

As soon as these words were spoken, a lot of whispers suddenly sounded in the quiet space. Yuan Zhinu was not in a hurry. She was bored and played with the principal's private seal that the vice-principal had just given her.

I don't know how much time passed, but the whispers gradually quieted down. It seemed that they had finished their discussion, and then they seemed to have noticed that the atmosphere was not right. Finally, someone raised his hand and asked the first question.

"Excuse me, Miss Liuli, did you really kill 'Bronze and Fire' among the four great monarchs?"

"As you can see, only half of them were killed, because the ones sitting on the throne were twins. Constantine was killed by me, but there was another Norton who escaped."

"I called everyone here to discuss how to kill the escaped Norton and how to completely eliminate the other Dragon Kings." Yuan Zhinv said those words that were as powerful as a nuclear bomb in the calmest tone. Everyone looked at each other with some surprise in their eyes. They were always very wary of Yuan Zhinv, so they always followed the principle of listening more and talking less.

They don't think the person in front of them is someone who can be easily messed with. Although he has a weak and beautiful appearance, he is actually the sharpest knife. If they want to reach out to stop the blade, they must be prepared to have their neck chopped off.

There was only one person who stood out among the crowd who were pretending to be deaf and dumb.

He was a skinny old man wearing round-framed glasses and a cowhide hat with a rolled brim. He looked like a retired Texas Ranger, with a worn police badge on his hat.

The old man stood up, bowed slightly to Yuan Zhinv, and said in a low voice: "Miss Liuli, before you start your topic, I have a few small questions to ask."

Yuan Zhinv narrowed her eyes and looked at the old man. She was a little surprised when she recognized his identity: "You are...Han Gao? You didn't die in the Arctic Circle?"

From the intelligence network of the Snake Eight Families and Eva, it can be determined that Henkel invested heavily in this battle in the Arctic Circle and built a nuclear submarine. Nominally, the submarine was going to the Arctic Circle to perform military missions, but the captain was truly loyal to Henkel himself.

After the submarine opened fire at Minamoto no Chikōnō from behind, it was crushed by Minamoto no Chikōnō herself. She was extremely sure that no one was left alive. As the mastermind, Han Gao, is he okay?

Could it be that she missed one?

Yuan Zhinu's eyes were thoughtful. Just when she was wondering when to make up for this mistake, Han Gaoqing coughed. This old guy who had fought with Ange for most of his life and was always defeated by Ange, but who was braver every time he was defeated, avoided Yuan Zhinu's gaze.

"Excuse me, how is my old friend Ange?" After coughing strategically, Henkel started with a topic that could ease the atmosphere.

Yuan Zhinv thought for a moment and said, "Not bad, he's still alive. Do you want to go see him?"

She said to meet, but it sounded like she was going to accompany him. Han Gao reasonably suspected that he was being threatened, but before he could say anything, Yuan Zhinv spoke again: "So, what do you want to ask?"

"Is Constantine really dead, or has he just transformed into a cocoon?" Han Gao asked. "For thousands of years, the Dragon King's ability to transform into a cocoon has been a nightmare to us. Only by solving this technical problem can we truly bury the Dragon Clan."

"Okay, I have already solved this technical problem."

"Oh?" Han Gao's eyes lit up: "How did you conquer it?"

"Resurrect as many times as you want and kill as many times as you want. As long as you kill him fast enough, he won't have time to form a cocoon. Or you can just find his cocoon and force it to catalyze and then kill him. It's the same."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

Yuan Zhinv didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said, and just asked, "Any more questions?"

Han Gao opened his mouth, as if he wanted to speak, but in the end he swallowed it back, shook his head, and sat down silently.

His family suffered huge losses in the battle in the Arctic Circle, but as the person in power, he didn't even dare to fart. This was undoubtedly a very shameful thing. But looking at the nonchalant look of Gen Chinusa, he had no doubt that if he dared to open his mouth, he would be beheaded in the next moment.

It's a loss, at least his life is still there. Don't you see there are so many people here? He is not the only one who lost everything in the Arctic Circle, but no one dares to say anything?

Just as they were thinking this, they heard crisp applause. Everyone looked up and saw that it was the white-haired woman who was clapping. Yuan Zhinv clapped her hands to attract everyone's attention and spoke:
"There were so many casualties in the Arctic Circle. Isn't anyone curious about what happened? Who killed our compatriots?"

Everyone looked up at her blankly, thinking, we didn't say a word because of your tyranny, but you brought it up yourself? Who else could have done it except you? Is there really such a thing as the thief crying "stop thief"?

Yuan Zhinv didn't care about their reactions and snapped her fingers. A blue girl made entirely of light appeared out of thin air. She just raised her hand slightly, and countless beams of light formed a net, forming a huge picture.

It was a video, a video of the collapse of the sky and the earth, a video of tsunamis and hurricanes like the end of the world, battleship after battleship was destroyed, nuclear submarine after nuclear submarine was crushed, fighter jets were shot down, everything was torn to pieces, and everyone was wiped out.

And in that horrible snowstorm, the sound of horse hooves suddenly rang out between the sky and the sea. Everyone looked up in surprise. Where did the horses come from in such a vast ocean?
But the sound of the horse's hooves was really clear, slow and heavy, shaking the ocean and the sky with every step it took, making people think that the horse was standing upright.

Everyone was trembling. Just the sound in the video made them tremble. They all realized that something was about to come, or it had already come.

The tsunami dissipated the debris and everything returned to calm. It was not until then that everyone could see clearly that there was a masked knight standing there, and his horse had eight strong legs.

"Odin!" Henkel whispered.

Everyone could recognize that it was Odin, the lord of the gods in Norse mythology, with a dark blue cloak, a raven emblem on his shoulder, and an eight-legged horse Slepnis. This knight who suddenly appeared possessed all the key elements of Odin.

But he did not look like a majestic warrior, but more like a god of death. He had a strong aura of decay, and the bandages scattered from under his armor looked like a torn shroud.

"See? It was him who killed our compatriots!" Yuan Zhinv said with a sad face: "I tried my best to lead the YAMAL away from his clutches, but I really don't have the ability to save more people. I am very sad."

Everyone looked at the Grim Reaper, hatred gradually growing in their eyes. Someone angrily asked, "Why did the gods in mythology also appear? What is that thing!"

"Odin is the king of sky and wind," said Yuan Zhinv. "When I was fighting the king of bronze and fire, he was hiding in the dark until the dust settled, then he jumped out and attacked me."

At this point, Yuan Zhinv paused and sighed: "It was because I was not prepared that he killed so many people."

"But I will avenge those who died, I promise. I just hope that everyone can lend me a hand." Yuan Zhinv said: "We can't be scattered like this anymore, we need a leader."

Everyone looked at each other. For a moment, countless gazes crossed the conference table, conveying complex emotions and diametrically opposed opinions. Some people shook their heads, and some pondered.

But Yuan Zhinu was not in a hurry at all. She just tapped the table with her fingers, leaned back, and leaned quietly on the wide chair back, as if she was sure of everything.

She reminds people of Al Pacino in "The Godfather": handsome, calm, and smiling, but he is the emperor of the dark world and he is cold even when sitting in the sun.

(End of this chapter)