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"Should we make a bet, who will visit us first, Odin or that bad boy?"

Mu Feng touched his chin, and laughed with interest, even maliciously.

"It's stupid to bet against myself...Forget it, I'll bet on the 10% point share allocated to me, Odin will come first!"

"Then I'll bet 10% that Lu Mingfei will come first."

Mu Feng crossed his hands, he didn't care about the story of Odin's Abyss that will be staged next. Because whether it was Chu Zihang or Chen Motong, their life and death had nothing to do with Mu Feng.

There is only one Lu Mingfei worthy of attention, and he is the only one who can be regarded as half a chess piece and player.

"Let's wait and see, it won't be a few days."

...

"Dragon God!"

The big gap tore the sky of the heavens. This space at the top of Gensokyo is a place where ghosts who become Buddhas, or humans can go after they have practiced and cut off all desires.

Of course, just like places like hell and the underworld in Gensokyo, this so-called heaven is nothing more than a self-filled product of this small world. So much so that until now it tends to be saturated, and even does not accept new heavenly beings who have become Buddhas.

In normal times, Yakumo Zi seldom visits here, because she hates places where her power cannot be reached at will. But this time, she obediently came to Xuanyun Sea at the top of Monster Mountain, from here she arrived at Youdingtian obediently, beat up a blind emperor, and then came to the top of the heaven.

Few visitors from Gensokyo will visit here, but this is the only passage to the lunar capital hidden by the lunar barrier on the moon, and for Yakumo Zi, this is also the only one that can communicate there. The place where Gensokyo exists supremely.

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The foundation of Gensokyo is the Fuli Great Barrier that cut the world a hundred years ago, and it is widely known that Yakumo Zi used her own ability to maximize the creation of this small world.

But a big monster like Yakumo Zi knew that was not the case. Gensokyo existed a long time ago. In order to avoid the rising and increasingly crazy dragon clan on the earth, some powerful people cut and created this world.

Just like they cut Huangquan, they cut Gensokyo such a perfect small world, and together with the lunar capital on the moon, everything was completely separated from the present world.

Yakumo Zi does not have such a strong ability, and it is the dragon god who created all this fantasy.

Of course, although it is called the Dragon God, that existence is not the group of dragons raging on the earth. It only showed its dragon-like figure when creating Gensokyo, so it was called Dragon God.

But posture is nothing to their existence at all, it's like putting on a new dress when going out.

Yakumo Zi came to look for the dragon god with a very anxious attitude. It can be said that she did not lose her composure when she communicated with the existence of this dragon who sees the beginning and end of the few times.

Because she just predicted an extremely bad future.

Yakumo Zi, who searched around Gensokyo but couldn't find what the King asked for, planned to respond like this.

After all, although Yakumo Zi doesn't want to provoke him, Gensokyo is not afraid of him. This is a place where science and common sense are difficult to work. Even if the opponent attacks here, they can easily stop them.

But in order to ensure absolute safety, she went to the eternal pavilion.

The Yueren doctor Yayi Yonglin, who was about the same age as himself, was actually the strongest prophet in Gensokyo. She used to be both thought and life in Yuedu, the son of Gao Huangsheng Lingshen, and witnessed the birth of Amaterasu, Yue Ye Jian Zun and Su Zhan Ming Zun.

That is not a myth created by humans imitating the Dragon Clan, but a legend and myth of the Moon Capital that is even more distant. The other party's priesthood is not the two guys from the Moriya Shrine, but is born as a god, supplemented by faith.

Although she didn't like dealing with her very much, Yakumo Zi asked her for the predicted result of this trip for the sake of safety.

The result... is naturally extremely bad.

The prophecy she gave was the burning of Gensokyo. A miserable green rift across the sky was opened above the world, and countless legions of destruction descended from it.

That is not an army created by technology and common sense, so the barrier of Gensokyo has no effect on them. Even from the moment the rift was opened, the escaping chaotic energy began to erode the entire Great Barrier.

The subsequent results cannot be displayed, but there is no doubt that this matter is related to that human king.

Just because Yakumo Zi didn't give him what he wanted, so he came over to get it himself.

Yakumo Zi didn't want to comment on his arrogance and madness, because she didn't know how important that 'thing' was to the King of Kings.

But she only knew that she had to prevent this from happening-as for gathering the power of Gensokyo to resist the counterattack? Do not make jokes.

This small world is a refuge, a nursing home, but it can never be an army. There is no united force here at all, let alone united military power.

It is good to describe them as a mess, and they are all doing their own thing and not interfering with each other. If disaster is imminent, why don't they fly separately?

Since I searched all over Gensokyo but couldn't find what the King wanted, Yakumo Zi decided to ask directly from the source.

After all, if a guy like Kazami Youxiang insists on hiding something, she can't do that either.

"Dragon God! Tell me, what exactly did that human king leave here!"

Yakumo Zi, who tore through the gap and ran out, asked anxiously without any manners or demeanor.

She questioned the colorless firmament and sky, her voice echoed and spread, and there was no response for a long time.

The face of the monster sage is very ugly, because the Dragon God's response is usually very slow--the few times she asked the Dragon God a question, it took several years at the fastest to respond to itself!

Although Dragon God created Gensokyo, it was not here most of the time, and even Zi Yakumo guessed that it was not in this world at all.

But who knows when that crazy king will attack Gensokyo?

Yakumo Zi made a lot of plans in his mind instantly, either give up here and run away, or go to stabilize that guy by himself!

Or... do nothing!

There are not many choices left for her, but the most important thing is that Yakumo Zi is not sure that she can handle the opponent. That human king and his avatar are very powerful, and he is not sure to take him down at all.

What's more, once it reaches the outside world, it is the territory of the present world, which belongs to the foundation of 'common sense', and the power of Gensokyo will be weakened by the outside world.

After Yakumo Zi finished thinking, Dragon God still didn't give any response.

The monster sage who gritted his teeth slightly could only make a decision like leading a wolf into a house.

Put him in Gensokyo, and let him find it himself!

If you have to do it, at least you can have a little geographical advantage here!

Thinking of this, Yakumo Zi tore open the gap and left the Celestial Dome. But at the moment when the gap disappears, the boundless sky... Seems to have a slight change.

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Chapter 13. The Elder of the Secret Party

In the conference hall deep in the Hall of Valor, in the center is a quaint mahogany long table, 17th-century Venetian furniture, engraved with patterns of angels and dragons and snakes.

There are portraits of secret party leaders of all ages hanging on the wall. The latest one is Menek Kassel, the initiator and first president of the Lion Heart Society. Kassel College is named after him. It can be said that It's a family business.

The people in black sat at the table with their backs straight. Most of them are very old, as if dug out of the grave, and the dresses they wear also seem to be dug out of the grave, with top hats, it feels like a gentleman's party in the era of the great detective Sherlock Holmes.

Here are Vanderbilt, Turing, Planck, the elders of the secret party and the school directors of Kassel.

After less than two years, they got together again, and once again opened a meeting of the top power level of the mixed race.

"Haven't had a meeting like this in years, Mr. Vanderbilt."

"Yes, Mr. Turing, the last time I remember it was 1961."

"I thought you were dead, but I saw your unpleasant face again."

"It's a pity that you didn't get what you wanted, but Mr. Plank didn't survive the millennium, and I remember you didn't like him either."

"Don't I like him? It's been too long and I can't remember clearly. The last time I saw him seemed to be in 1972... more than forty years have passed."

The reunion dialogue is also lifeless, like a ghost in a coffin whispering.

The people here have changed the course of history, such as creating the atomic bomb to end the Second World War, or promoting the development of quantum mechanics or computer technology. Of course, some are purely violent, burying too many recoveries. Cologne. The dragon's blood endows them with a super long life, so long that they are too lazy to continue to deal with the outside world, so they usually announce the death to their relatives and friends, arrange their own funerals, and live outside the world from then on.

For these people who live outside the world, few things can change their calm hearts. The more knowledgeable one is, the longer one lives, so a heart is as difficult to produce much change as a stone.

But, now there is, and it has happened several times in a row.

The White King, who was revived from the buried ancient history a few years ago, is so, and the return of the most honorable Silver Priest brings them together. And now, of course.

The last gathering was hasty, and only a few school managers who were still able to move gathered together for a small meeting—and even so, their plan was interrupted by Mu Feng before it succeeded.

This time, there are two things that bring them together.

The first is how to prevent the outbreak of World War III.

With the opening of the new Cold War, the return of the bipolar situation in the world, it is very likely that human civilization will usher in an era of returning to its original state-this is undoubtedly a big event.

It's a pity that these old ghosts can't stop all this with their own strength. They are no longer what they used to be, just a bunch of old people. So they need to unite, even unite with those Wall Street capitalists, and do everything they can to prevent the stupid internal friction of human beings.

In fact, before that, they had already reached a consensus on this issue with the mixed-race families of Henkel—Mu Feng must come down, and Master Technology must be dismembered, and their mixed-races raised ten hands in favor.

And the second thing is what made them reunite so quickly.

The elders seemed to be chatting calmly, but they couldn't help looking at the empty chair at the end of the conference table.

That was the seat of principal Hilbert Jean Angers, but at the moment he was lying in the aluminum alloy emergency cabin with weak vital signs.

"The heart was almost completely cut open. Fortunately, the rescue was timely and the heart was replaced with an extracorporeal circulation device. But it is still not possible to say that the rescue was successful. Half of his life is in the hands of death." The person in charge of stitching the heart, known as " That's what the secret party members of the "Father of Cardiac Surgery" said.

If it weren't for Angers' tenacious vitality and willpower, or the spirit of not forgetting his mission of slaying the dragon at that time, maybe he would have been a dead man.

The keel in the ice cellar has been stolen, and Angers is in such a miserable state. To put it bluntly, all the achievements and achievements of Kassel have been completely reset to zero.

No more glory, only shame.

Shadows hang over everyone's heads. None of them dare to say that they are better than Angers, so who will support the current situation?

The door of the meeting room was pushed open, and the strong smell of alcohol wafted in. Fifteen minutes late, the host of the meeting finally appeared. Washed out checkered denim shirt, ripped jeans, middle-aged belly, but the buttocks are still twisted.

The vice-principal passed by one side of the conference table with his butt twisting like this, patted the shoulders of each elder, blew a kiss to the young count, and then sat down on Angers' seat.

Seeing his confident appearance, did he have some countermeasures?

"Mr. Flamel." The elders thought in amazement, but their mouths were still very respectful.

Yes, this guy who seems to be in his prime, at least younger than nine people in this room, is actually the oldest one here.

Even if he is too old to walk, he has to be called teacher.

"Don't look at me, I'm just a substitute." The vice principal shrugged with a nonchalant look

"Ange is dying, and you are almost the same. The new star of our new era is also missing. Before disappearing, he was suspected of suffering from schizophrenia-Kassel is going to die, but I really want to take over, no one It would block my proposal to host the Cassel Academy Women's Naked Swimming Championships."

Nobody here pays any attention to Flamel's unbridled bastard talk, that's who he is after all.

"Let me show you his last video." The vice-principal said with a sigh

A bright blue light beam was cast behind him, and in the light beam stood a girl in a school uniform, with crystal-clear skin that was almost transparent, and light blue long hair. That hair color is definitely surreal, but on this girl who is also surreally beautiful, it is very harmonious.

"I woke up Norma after she was invaded by that guy last time. EVA, or Norma with a girlish personality, has about 140,000 times the computing power of Norma. Although she looks like a little girl, but compared to Norma Ma's 'college secretary' attribute, EVA is the 'war personality' of the central computer."

The vice-principal said, "Considering that it is basically a state of war, I woke her up. But I still don't make sure that she can beat that thing called the Red Queen."

Elder Turing's face was slightly dark, and Norma's designs were basically made by him. It can be said that it is the most proud work in his life-but it was pressed by the artificial intelligence "Red Queen" who is in charge of technology not long ago. Beat on the ground.

So can EVA deal with such a situation? Not necessarily, after all, strictly speaking, EVA is still Norma, just using some "pseudo-artificial intelligence" of dragon technology

Bright blue laser beams are cast from the ceiling, interweaving into a fine grid of beams. As this beam net slowly sweeps across the conference room, the holographic 3D projection gradually takes shape. Everyone was in a certain corridor in the college library in an instant.

"This is the scene restored based on the three-dimensional monitoring in the library. Fortunately, we installed this system, otherwise the accident that happened to the principal that night may always be a mystery." EVA's voice is still echoing around, and the person has disappeared. Without a trace, "The time was midnight three days ago, at 02:42 in the morning..."

The monitoring time was not long, because Angers suddenly froze in place when he walked to the elevator in the library and took out the black card.

The elevator was just a few steps ahead, and the expressions of the veterans were a little weird. Many of them knew how strong the elevator was. It was one of the "doors" leading to the ice cellar. Of course, it was the highest level of protection. Even if Angers faced any surprise attack, they could hide in the elevator.

Curiosity began to overwhelm anxiety, and everyone wanted to know what kind of attack in the last few seconds instantly deprived Angers of his combat power, and did not even allow him time to hide in the weapon that even the Dragon King Constantine could destroy. Not an easy lift.

Angers didn't do anything, Angers just looked down at the black card fluttering like a black butterfly between his fingers.

"Is that you?" he said softly.

No one answered, after this ambiguous sentence, the situation remained the same, the shadows of the trees outside the window swayed, the wind blew the white gauze curtain up and down, Angers stood there quietly, with his head bowed in thought, like a sculpture.

It's not a lag, it's just that something has been done. The black card disappeared in the hands of Angers. It was inserted into the elevator door not far ahead. It cut into the high-strength alloy steel integrally cast door like a sharp blade. Viscous black blood was running along the edge of the card. Flow down!

Ange slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest. There was a tear in the pocket of the suit, and it split very slowly, as if an invisible scissors cut gracefully in the void, and the next thing that split was the shirt inside, and a huge flower of blood burst out on Angers chest , that ball of blood... really bloomed on his chest like a flower.

He knelt feebly, and the elders rose silently. He looked up at the dome and then fell forward. Numerous rips opened up all over his body at the same time, blood staining the wool carpet embroidered with green roses red. The picture froze at this moment, and the elders put their hands on their chests and lowered their heads.

Indeed, what should have happened has already happened, it's just that they were blind and didn't see it clearly. It was like a ghost in the nether world passing by and cutting the hero's heart.

"How is it possible?" Mr. Turing roared first, "Did the ghost cut his heart? We didn't see anyone approaching him at all!"

Many of them may not like Angers who is arbitrary, but they also have to admit that Angers is their platoon, an old man who can be called an invincible dragon slayer.

However, he suffered such a miserable defeat, not to mention that he was powerless to fight back, maybe even the enemy was gone before he saw clearly who he was.

"I replayed that moment frame by frame, and you may have more discoveries." EVA reappeared, standing next to the image of Angers.