Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 683: Ocean and Water King Fingel

"I've already said it, it's not a dragon or a hybrid, it's a monster, a god, whatever you want to describe it as." Han Qiu said, "If you insist on understanding it as a dragon, it's fine. Being a dragon is pretty good. There's no need to turn on the air conditioner, the temperature can be lowered with a word, and there's no need to bring a lighter, a cigarette can be lit with a snap of the fingers."

"Can you say something seductive?"

"Yes! You can take EVA flying everywhere, and you can perform different magic tricks for her every day. By the way, do you like children?"

Finkel shook his head. "I don't like it. I'm even a little afraid of it. If I have a child, I hope he (she) is an ordinary person, not a blood descendant."

"That's perfect!" Han Qiu slapped his thigh, "If you become the king of the ocean and water, you and EVA won't have children."

“Reproductive isolation?”

"That's okay to understand."

"Sounds good."

"Then I assume you agree?"

"I guess so." Finkel said sadly, "I don't think I have any other choice. I want to live."

Everything is just such a coincidence, the coincidence to the extreme.

Finkel discovered that Han Qiu always had the gift of fate waiting for him on the path he wanted to take.

He didn't really want this gift, but he had to have it.

"What do you need me to do?" Finkel asked.

Han Qiu raised his hand and patted the back of Finkel's head, causing Finkel to shiver in pain.

"Okay, let's go and find the old way."

"Alright?" Finkel rubbed his head. "So fast? I shivered."

"This kind of thing is enough to make me shudder." Han Qiu strode out.

"What should we do with the principal and the others?" Finkel looked at the heaving chests of Ange and the other two.

"Let them sleep for a while. They need enough sleep when they are old." Han Qiu replied.

"What if those ungrateful wolves come back and kill us?"

"Haven't you contacted the Eight Snake Clans?" Han Qiu smiled confidently, "The Eight Snake Clans were scared by the academy back then, and it's time for them to pay their debts."

"You are not kind." Finkel wanted to say something else.

My head suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if something was melting inside my head.

The memories of Leviathan began to become clear, followed by the memories of those that were placed in the deserted place.

The power began to be transferred, and Han Qiu did not play any role in it. It was entirely a matter between Leviathan and Finkel.

Leviathan took the initiative to attach himself to Fingel, which was like begging for mercy, and Fingel had no chance to refuse.

Chu Zihang and Fenrir had been together for such a long time without any problems, and the transfer of power began as soon as Finger and Leviathan were integrated.

Fingel's bloodline began to stabilize, gradually moving towards the original A, and then began to steadily improve.

The forgotten memories came back to his mind, and he finally remembered who Han Qiu was, and what a shameless and hateful guy he was.

He could have caught Han Qiu in the Nibelungen in the Beijing subway, but he let Han Qiu go.

"I remember now." Finkel said in a daze, "I remember everything."

"You look sad." Han Qiu put his hands in his pockets and looked back at Finger, "What's sad about?"

"I'm sorry for you. We were friends, but I forgot about you."

"That's my own fault. Leviathan is quite sensible and knows what to do to save his own life. I wanted to stabilize your bloodline first, and then help you digest the power when the time is right." Han Qiu said.

“What to do with it?”

"It's in the power, and I can't take it out for now. I don't have the ability to do that. This power is borrowed from you, and it doesn't completely belong to you yet."

"I can't live without authority, right?" asked Finkel.

Han Qiu nodded, and there seemed to be sunshine in his dark brown eyes, and the sunshine was smiling, "Of course, how can you live without him? It's good to be alive, with EVA accompanying you and a group of brothers drinking with you."

"What about you?" Finkel was sad.

He remembered everything and combined everything that had happened during this period of time.

It seems like I have never seen this old friend clearly or met him before.

"How did you spend these years?" Finkel tried his best to smile: "Are you lonely?"

"It's okay. It's fine if you don't remember me. You don't need to feel any psychological burden when I tease you." Han Qiu walked to the door of the Hall of Heroes and looked up at the war in the sky. "Why hasn't the old road ended yet?"

"It is Odin after all."

"Fake, all fake. Do you really think that guy will come in person? He is very afraid of death. If something unexpected happens, his efforts will be wasted." Han Qiu was full of disdain and ridicule: "Will a guy who is afraid of death come to fight such a life-and-death battle? Sending four fakes here is already serious enough. Those four fakes can easily kill two real Dragon Kings, and they can also kill three real Dragon Kings."

"Then Lu Mingfei..."

"What is he thinking? If he can be beaten to death by these four guys, how can he be on the same level as Nidhogg? Wouldn't that be a disgrace to Nidhogg?" As Han Qiu spoke, a corpse fell from the clouds.

It fell straight at the entrance of Valhalla and almost hit him.

"Damn it! Don't throw corpses around! It's not good if it hits a lot of people. If it doesn't hit anyone, it's also very uncivilized to hit flowers and plants."

Finkel walked over to Han Qiu, stared at the body on the ground and asked, "Who is this?"

The mask had been taken off by Lu Mingfei, and the old face was so unfamiliar that even Finkel didn't recognize it.

Having worked under Ange for so many years, Finkel could be said to know most of the members of the secret party, and he had also seen quite a few other mixed-race forces.

"You don't even know him, so how should I know?" Han Qiu asked back.

"Didn't you say you are omniscient and omnipotent?"

"Let me check." Han Qiu tilted his head, his eyes rolled up, and saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth.

Finkel was stunned. What kind of posture is this?

After a moment, Han Qiu returned to normal and sucked back his saliva. "I've found out. He was from the secret party, the Laurent family, and Elizabeth's uncle. He died a long time ago. It's normal that you don't know him."

"died?"

"Fake death. Interestingly, this guy was responsible for Elizabeth's father's death."

"How did you know?" Finkel always felt that Han Qiu was lying to him. "You knew it just by rolling your eyes, tilting your head, and drooling a little?"

"You can try it, too." Han Qiu unbuttoned his suit. "I'm going to pick up Lao Lu. He's a bit picky."

"He is just a big talker." Finkel got angry when he thought of this.

All this was caused by Lu Mingfei's overconfidence.

Watching Han Qiu fly into the sky, Finkel couldn't help but wonder: Can I also become a dragon? Can I fly?

He thought again: Could he really know what happened just now from the look on his face?

Practice makes perfect. In the sunlight, Finkel slowly tilted his head, rolled his eyes like Han Qiu, and saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth.