Chapter 119

Cassel College, Principal's Office.

"This is..."

"That Mr. Li Ang, right?"

Anjou squinted his eyes and asked Guderian and Chu Zihang beside him with an extremely uncertain tone.

In his hand, he was holding a photo of a young girl talking to two young men.

Guderian picked up a magnifying glass, observed it carefully for a while, and then nodded sluggishly: "It's him, no mistake..."

"He is actually the legendary King of Bronze and Fire?!"

The old man in a sloppy suit never expected that the young man he had dealt with a few days ago would be one of the Four Monarchs of the Dragon race.

An uncontrollable sense of lingering fear arose in his heart.

That is a Dragon King...

One of the most primitive forms of violence in the world.

In the history of hybrids, every battle with a Dragon King required paying an incredibly terrifying price, and there was only a slim chance of defeating the other party.

And beside the two, Flamel took a sip of whiskey and couldn't help but mutter: "Ha, Dragon King's legacy..."

"It really is the Dragon King's legacy; what kind of black humor is this..."

This alchemy master of the Secret Party now knew where the previous strange alchemy materials came from.

Isn't it normal for a dignified King of Bronze and Fire to have some alchemy techniques that the world doesn't know about?

The only thing he didn't understand now was why the other party wanted to trade with him.

Flamel considered himself absolutely unable to compare to the other party in terms of attainments in alchemy.

It was also at this time that a young man walked into the principal's office in a hurry, holding a document.

"Principal, we found information about the other one."

Saying this, he placed the document in his hand on the desk.

Anjou immediately picked up the document and began to flip through it, but the more he looked, the stranger his expression became.

The document contained information about Lao Tang.

"So you mean, a Dragon King lived in Brooklyn, New York, for more than twenty years, and the Execution Department didn't discover it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the principal's office fell into a dead silence.

Guderian snatched the document from Anjou's hand and began to flip through it.

A few minutes later, he muttered to himself: "So that's how it is..."

"If the Dragon King is a twin, then the purpose of this 'Li Ang' appearing in New York earlier was probably to find his brother."

It matched, it all matched.

Even Li Ang's Spirit Word and body strength, which seemed incredibly strange to the members of the Secret Party, now had a reasonable explanation.

After all, can a Dragon King and an ordinary hybrid be the same thing?

So now there are only two questions left.

One is why a Dragon King would inexplicably appear in America.

And the other is...

Who sent the dead servants to attack that King of Bronze and Fire in the first place.

Just as Anjou was frowning and lost in thought, Chu Zihang was standing expressionlessly beside Guderian.

As someone who had contact with Li Ang before, he was naturally called over by Anjou.

At this moment, he looked at Li Ang in the photo, and his gaze flickered.

This young man remembered what Li Ang had said earlier.

'Odin...'

If the other party is a Dragon King, then what about Odin?

Or is it just a lie from beginning to end?

Chu Zihang didn't know, and he had no way to judge.

But for him, having a clear direction to investigate was already countless times better than the state of a headless fly before.

Under the dim sky, the never-ending storm made a terrifying whistling sound.

And in this storm that seemed to swallow the whole world, a one-eyed figure riding an eight-legged steed was quietly looking at the photo in his hand.

At this moment, the one eye of the tall figure, whose face could not be seen, emitted a dazzling golden light that seemed to devour people.

"Norton..."

"So it really was you."

"But after sleeping for so long, can you still keep up with the times?"

"Heh..."

Recalling his 'brother's' attainments in alchemy, Odin let out a laugh that was unclear whether it was mockery or emotion.

"Wait until I obtain the power of the White King, and the next one will be your turn, Norton."

"One day, I will get rid of Ragnarök and go further."

As the words fell, a long spear pierced the photo in his hand, pinning it firmly to the ground.

Shenzhou.

It must be said that under the pressure of the Dragon King, the Shenzhou hybrids' speed of doing things was terrifyingly fast.

In less than a day, they had already found a suitable location.

There was a large expanse of vast land in the west of Shenzhou, and it was sparsely populated, which undoubtedly fit the requirements Li Ang proposed very well.

Of course, the reason for choosing this place was also to guard against friction between the two sides one day.

At that time, the losses caused by the battle would undoubtedly be minimized.

At this moment, amidst the fearful and awe-filled gazes of a group of hybrids, Li Ang and Lao Tang boarded the plane they had arranged and flew toward the target location.

Soon, the plane arrived at its destination.