coobybook Chapter 748 A good show is about to begin
Chapter 748 A good show is about to begin
Chapter 748 The Good Show is About to Start
"The Road to Deification? Didn't previous research say that such a thing doesn't exist? Based on violent blood, after excessively weakening human genes, they will degenerate into Deadpool." Beowulf said.
"Then how do you think Menek Cassel managed to kill a first-generation species? With just a long knife." Flamel asked this century-old question.
Previously it was suspected to be a first-generation species, but now it can be confirmed to be a first-generation species.
This "confirmation" came from Lu Mingfei and Yuan Zhisheng.
The old people who knew about "Summer Mourning" at that time couldn't understand it. It went against common sense. Meneck Cassel's strength was unquestionable, but killing the first generation single-handedly had never happened before.
That’s why the word “suspected” came into being.
Beowulf and Flamel heard Ange mention the road to deification. Ange has been studying what happened back then and trying to find the source of Menech Cassel's power.
Blood Rage is a technique that Menech Cassel found in ancient books. Angers doesn't remember any "path to godhood" methods that his close friend and mentor had.
Unless the road to becoming a god is bloody.
But after studying violent blood for many years, Ange has not found a possibility to enable himself to have the power to rival the first generation.
The term "Road to the Gods" was provided to Angers by Friedrich von Roon as a result of an investigation into what happened that year.
"Even if there really is a way, and Ange knows the method, there is no need to deal with it alone, right? He can tell us. Does he think we are unworthy? In terms of bloodline, you and I are not weaker than him." Beowulf was very dissatisfied with Ange's behavior.
It's like an old friend goes drinking without me.
It seems that facing Nidhogg and Han Qiu is a very wonderful thing.
"How many people around him can we trust? You, me, nothing. This guy is a crazy dragon slayer, but he is also a hero. A hero will not disregard the lives of others for his own hatred. If he tells us the method of becoming a god at the last minute, we will not use it. After all, we are not even proficient in blood violence." Flamel comforted him, "It's not just a battlefield now. We need to calm down and deal with the things we should deal with. For example, the revival of dragons in various places, the ocean has become a taboo place, and there are countless groups and subspecies of deadpools."
Beowulf calmed down and asked, "How is it going? You have been busy for so long."
"You know, you're so shameless to ask. I'm busy all by myself, and you only know how to worry about the old rogue. Why don't you help me share the burden?" Flamel cursed: "You stupid and reckless man!"
"Alright, alright, now is not the time to argue. I'm just unhappy that Ange didn't take me with him when he slew the dragon. Tell me what you need my help with."
"There's nothing more to help." Flamel turned the computer screen to face Beowulf. "Four main battlefields, Italy, CN, and the UK. There's also a place in the far north, within the Arctic Circle."
"Where am I going?"
"Listen to me first!"
"Say, you say."
"Never mind Italy," said Flamel.
Beowulf couldn't help but ask, "Why?"
"Nuclear missiles from various countries have locked onto that place, and the military has sealed it off. The major powers have decided to withdraw their ground forces after taking away items worth studying, and to activate the nuclear missiles if a dragon emerges from that underground palace."
"I see." Beowulf nodded. "Gattuso will pay the price for their decision."
"If you insist, they should have paid the price during World War II, manipulating Italy back and forth." Flamel said, "CN does not need to send support for the time being, as we have limited manpower. The local hunters have organized themselves to help the army deal with the trouble. The Eight Snake Clan sent people to assist, and they will arrive in half an hour."
"Interesting, I thought Japan would take the opportunity to do something dirty."
"This is what Uesugi Yue meant. His original decision brought disaster to CN. In his words, this is atonement. The entire Sheqi Eight Clan must atone for that piece of land. Then there is Britain. All the main forces that the academy can mobilize have gone there. As for the result, we just have to wait and see."
"What about the Far North?"
"It was solved by the Russian Security Bureau. The situation there is very complicated. The information provided by the Security Bureau shows... a dragon was indiscriminately slaughtering other dragons, Deadpool, and the hybrid forces that went to stalk them." Flamel called up the screen.
A blurry photo of a boy with his wings spread out, standing in the air in the snow. The ice field was littered with corpses, and the icebreaker on the sea was engulfed in flames.
"Security Bureau ship?" Beowulf was puzzled.
"No, according to the Security Service, these icebreakers belong to a man named Alexander Bunin."
"You old man, you don't seem to have any relationship with Russia, right? Why would they give you face and listen to you?"
Flamel shook his head. "I also thought this matter would be very troublesome, but the actual situation is that the Russian Security Bureau took the initiative to contact us. A lady named Christina in the Security Bureau expressed goodwill to us."
"It seems we are lucky." Beowulf returned to the original question: "Where can I go for help? I am just a reckless man. I am good at fighting, but I am not as good as you in interpersonal relationships."
"If you really can't stay here, go to the Far North and keep an eye on it."
"Okay. By the way, have you given the research results of the Equipment Department to the military of various countries?"
"Yes, they need decent weapons." Flamel said helplessly: "This is what Angers meant, even if it means ordinary people will have effective weapons to kill us."
"We, a bunch of half-human, half-dragon guys, finally start treating ourselves as human beings." Beowulf sighed.
“I’m afraid they won’t see us as human beings.”
"Where's Yuan Zhisheng?"
"Left with the men two hours ago, heading to CN."
"How many people did you bring?"
"All the personnel from the Eight Snake Families who remain in the academy." Flamel said.
Beowulf thought about it and said in surprise, "Is it necessary for so many people to go? Minamoto no Chisei, Eri, Minamoto no Chionjo, and Uesugi Yue, the four imperial capitals are going to CN."
"Uesugi Yue didn't go." Flamel took a big gulp of wine, "Or rather, he originally planned to go, but after Gen Chisei told him where Angers was going, he changed his destination."
"What do you mean?"
"Aren't you worried about Angers fighting alone? Uesugi Yue went to Rome. Who do you think has a better bloodline, yours or the old emperor's?"
"But the eight Sheqi families are followers of Han Qiu." Beowulf thought that it was more necessary for him to go to Rome.
"Yes, but Uesugi Yue is also Angers' friend. Do you think you are the only one who wants to go to Rome? I am also curious about what kind of show will happen." Flamel picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.