Dragon Clan: They're all insane, and you still want me to slay dragons?

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Fingel, who was mixed in with the crowd, exclaimed and opened his arms to press down on the heads of two younger students next to him.

Before the students could recover from the shock of the three masters being instantly defeated, they were then presented with a scene that once again dazzled their eyes.

This time, however, the shocking scene was so dangerous that they didn't even have time to be astonished. Upon hearing Fingel's exclamation, they bent over and lay down in large swathes of wheat fields, just like wheat fields bent by the wind.

Both the prince of Northern Qi and the boy John Wick who broke into Kassel can use the power of words.

Beneath the Kassel College lies a massive alchemical matrix set up by the legendary alchemist Flamela. This matrix has only one effect: Discipline.

Within this alchemical matrix, no conventional hybrid can use Word of Power. At least so far, no Kassel hybrid has been able to break this rule.

At this moment, the alchemical matrix that sealed the power of words was still active, but the Northern Qi prince and John Wick ignored this fact.

Two against one, three different energies clashed and fought each other. With each passing moment, the complexity of the overlapping domains increased countless times, finally reaching its limit after a few moments.

It's not the limit of the domain's stability, but the limit of how precisely the two can manipulate these energies.

The three out-of-control energies transformed into endless flames, radiation, and shockwaves, raging in all directions and engulfing the world.

Holding Longinus, Chen Motong, who didn't have time to lie down, was instantly blasted dozens of meters away. His tender, fair skin was burned by the high-temperature energy, and his internal organs and bones were injured by the shock wave, but he recovered quickly under the effect of Longinus.

John Wick and Gao Kui were also thrown backward by the spreading high-temperature energy and shockwave. Unlike others who were passively thrown back, the two of them actively chose to be blasted away, thus dissipating a considerable portion of the impact.

Before he could land, Gao Kui, who was flying backward, raised his two guns and pointed them at John Wick. He also activated the rapid-fire alchemical field of White Ivory and pulled the triggers of both guns at the same time.

Another high-energy dragon fire, comparable to a high-risk incantation, and a barrage of highly penetrating bullets shot out from the muzzles of the dual pistols and blasted towards John Wick.

Using the recoil of his dual pistols and the aerial maneuverability of the Yin Stream of Words, Gao Kui, flying backwards, was almost like Dante in Devil May Cry 3, lingering in mid-air, flipping and leaping in a superhuman manner, continuously unleashing firepower at John Wick.

Gao Kui was inhuman, and John Wick was equally inhuman.

John Wick, who landed in the library ruins, didn't catch his breath. His glorious crimson-gold eyes followed Gao Kui, who was flipping and leaping in mid-air. He opened the domains of fire-type words such as Jun Yan and Chi again and again, unleashing his firepower at Gao Kui.

John Wick actually quite liked this style of combat, which involved continuous firepower. Although his physique and combat skills were excellent, they paled in comparison to the multiple destructive "magic" he possessed.

One is a humanoid self-propelled missile launcher, and the other is an air combat hero.

The magnificent and elegant above-ground part of the library was immediately reduced to ruins by the shockwaves generated during the firefight, but the underground part was unaffected: the underground part of the library was built dozens of meters underground, which is different from a conventional basement.

The students and janitors of Kassel, who had just surrounded Mai Shude and John Wick, as well as the three top fighters who had been defeated in the first instance, could only lie prostrate on the ground, constantly being passively pushed back by the aftershocks of the battle.

Most people can't even stand up while half-bent over.

It's too ridiculous.

Caesar held Dictator to the ground, his other arm shielding his eyes from the aftershocks of the onslaught. His blue-gold eyes were half-closed as he gazed at the two inhuman creatures still locked in combat.

High-power and high-danger incantations such as Chi and Junyan were thrown out by John Wick as if they were free. The boy, who looked just like Keanu Reeves, stood on the war-torn land, his eyes following Gao Kui as he continued to unleash his firepower.

The Holy Son and the Northern Qi Prince flipped and leaped in mid-air, never landing from the start of the battle. With Ebony Wood Firepower and White Ivory Rapid Fire, they enhanced their Yin Flow and returned fire without changing magazines throughout the entire battle. If the spent cartridges were piled up, they might form a small mountain.

Two firepower monsters.

If the two hadn't kept the fighting confined to a relatively small area to avoid affecting others, the entire city of Kassel would probably have been razed to the ground by now.

While their firepower is certainly not comparable to the legendary Word of Power [Rhine], which is said to be comparable to a nuclear bomb, their endurance is many times stronger than that of the legendary dragon slayer Menek.

If either of them had switched their targets from each other to students or staff in Kassel, they probably would have slaughtered everyone in Kassel by now.

Just like the Dragon King who broke into Kassel Manor over a hundred years ago and nearly slaughtered all of Kassel's elite troops.

The minute hand points to the Roman numeral XII at the top, and the loud chimes ring out again and again, intertwining and echoing the roar of the two monsters clashing in a battle of firepower.

Principal Angers, who should have been on the front lines fighting the invaders, stood at the window of the attic at the top of the clock tower, swirling a champagne glass in his hand, one arm crossed over his chest, gazing at the battlefield below.

The cluttered attic was filled with Western DVDs, empty bottles, and erotic magazines, with a few crumpled tissues on the floor. The air was thick with a decadent atmosphere, a mixture of beer, the smell of old people, and household garbage.

"The world is truly amazing. In the past, I would never have imagined that you could remain unmoved when a dragon king entered your field of vision."

The disheveled vice principal sat by the window, let out a burp, tossed the empty beer bottle aside, grabbed a bottle of malt beer, and used his teeth to open the cap to continue watching the battlefield below.

"Life is like this; there are always countless unexpected events that force you to make unplanned compromises, ultimately causing you to drift further and further away from your childhood ideals and aspirations."

Fortunately, when everything settled down, even though I had strayed onto the wrong path and made compromises, I was still able to reach my original ideal destination, regardless of success or failure.

The silver-haired old man, whose eyes should have been brimming with murderous intent, remained calm and composed as he leaned against the windowsill, gazing at the Dragon King who called himself John Wick.

"compromise?"

The vice principal's curiosity was reignited as he gazed at the Northern Qi prince, who had transformed into an aerial combat hero: "I really want to know what kind of existence forced you to abandon your original plan, compromise, and choose the Northern Qi prince over Lu Mingfei."

"I'm sorry, but this is the only thing I can't tell you." Angers remained tight-lipped as always.

Chu Zihang is an important character in the new script, so he knows everything, but his old friend Flamel does not, unless Flamel is brought to the forefront and his role as the vice principal is expanded.

But that would lead to another problem: it would take away Boanges' own role.

In terms of the Major Arcana in Tarot, Angers identifies himself as the "His Holiness," a card that signifies a spiritual mentor or authoritative figure.

Although the vice-principal differs from him in appearance and personality, in Gao Kui's eyes, they are both essentially the same as the Pope.

Whether the two appear in Gao Kui's life at the same time or not is another matter. If their roles are not significantly different, it is highly likely that neither of them will be able to become the "Pope" of the Holy Son.

"Even I can't know everything? You unfaithful old man!" The vice principal glared and shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Knowledge is a curse. Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing. It makes you realize how small and powerless we are."

Angers paused, then added, "Also, your Chinese has deteriorated a lot. The word 'unfaithful' shouldn't be used here; it will affect your image as a genuine American tough guy."

"A true tough guy or cowboy won't become a sissy or a small fry just because he said the wrong thing." The vice principal puffed out his well-developed abs.

Curiosity was suppressed once again, and the vice principal could only chug his wine bottle and focus on the battle below: "Speaking of which, the Northern Qi prince you chose this time at least seems quite reliable. He was able to withstand my [Discipline] Word Power, and his S-rank bloodline is genuine."

"His physique, even by S-level standards, is still too weak, not even as good as you were in your youth, old man. He needs to keep training."

"Physical strength?"

Angers scratched his head: "In another month, I should be no worse than when I was young."

"If he can improve his physique so quickly, why is his physique so poor now?" the vice principal asked in surprise.

Because he is still a Super A, Angers smiled without saying a word.

Gao Kui's physique and bloodline, at least for now, are only at the Super A level, so naturally he cannot possess a proper S-level physique.

He was able to use incantations despite the [Discipline] only because he didn't know that Kassel had set up an alchemical matrix to block incantations. Since I didn't know, it's as if I didn't know.

But it doesn't matter. Angers is already making steady progress on its plan to classify Gao Kui's bloodline as S-rank. Today's battle will solidify Gao Kui's S-rank bloodline.

If you can use your Word of Power despite the [Discipline], how can you say you're not S-rank? All the teachers and students in Kassel would firmly believe this.

Thus, Gao Kui would be convinced that he was a genuine S-class. Then, with the support of the Nine Dragons' power, he could easily push his overall physical attributes to the S-class level.

"Speaking of which, the bloodline of the Gao family of Northern Qi is even more special than I imagined. This kid even has an unknown bloodline imprint, no wonder you chose him..."

Have you decided how to name his bloodline inscription?

The vice principal was eager to try.

There are far too many bizarre and mysterious words of power in this world, such as Time Zero, and the Holy Judgment...

Beyond these known and unknown Words of Power, hybrids can also inherit even more extraordinary abilities through their bloodline, such as keys that can open any door, or mirror eyes that can replicate Words of Power...

This special ability, distinct from Word Power, is called [Blood Imprint], and it is even more unruly than most Word Powers.

Special abilities like Gao Kui's infinite bullets are, in the vice principal's eyes, a kind of unknown bloodline imprint. Having lived for more than a century, the vice principal is quite knowledgeable, and he named some of the discovered bloodline imprints.

Hybrids who possess both bloodline imprints and the power of words do exist, such as the emperors of Japan.

“Five loaves and two fish,” said Angers.

The vice principal immediately fell silent; even he couldn't think of a more perfect phrase to name Gao Kui's bloodline imprint.

"No wonder you named him Messiah."

Angers smiled without saying a word.

Chapter 108 Ghana~

The sun had completely disappeared below the horizon, but Kassel remained brightly lit, the light from gunfire and fireworks igniting the very depths of the night.

John Wick gradually realized that something was wrong; they were all taught by the same master, so he couldn't break the moves.

Although he still had considerable strength left, he couldn't help but admire Gao Kui's firepower and endurance. Before this, he didn't think anyone in the world could match his firepower to this extent.

While their firepower output is roughly equal, what about other aspects?

John Wick, who had stood firmly on the ground from beginning to end, finally took the initiative to change. Like a surface-to-air anti-aircraft shell, he rushed to Gao Kui without any warning, gripped the blade with both hands, and slashed Gao Kui down hard.

This time, John Wick used a blade.

"Catch the blade!" Without any unnecessary words, Chen Motong threw Longinus to Gao Kui.

Gao Kui tucked the white ivory in his left hand back into his lower back, raised his hand to catch the spinning Longinus, and struggled to parry John Wick's subsequent slash above his head.

“I originally thought I was the only one who wasn’t good at close-quarters combat, but I didn’t expect you to be even worse at it than me.” John Wick looked down at Gao Kui, who was struggling to defend himself.

John Wick admitted that strength and physique were not his strengths, at least not compared to firepower, but he was still able to easily suppress Gao Kui.

"In sports, especially in football, there's a situation where you dominate but can't score. Have you heard of that?"

Gao Kui's adrenaline surged, and his facial muscles twitched slightly from the strain. His handsome features now appeared somewhat ferocious as he raised his hand and fired a shot at John Wick's head.

John Wick turned his head to the side as the cannonball, enhanced by the alchemical matrix, grazed his scalp and soared into the sky, eventually losing control and turning into a high-temperature fireball with a radius of several meters in mid-air.

Taking advantage of the situation, Gao Kui raised his leg and kicked John Wick in the abdomen, kicking the boy half a step back while he himself took several steps back. The spine and bones under his muscles twisted into a giant bow, the bowstring tightened and then released, and he swung Longinus at John Wick.

John Wick, consumed by jealousy, parried Gao Kui's sweeping slashes. The blades clashed and sang, and John Wick, his eyes fixed on Gao Kui, unleashed his King's Flame in the midst of close combat.

Gao Kui was sent flying backward after taking a direct hit from Jun Yan. His entire chest muscles and internal organs were instantly blasted into charcoal, revealing the flawless white bones beneath his skin. His shattered body was then instantly restored by Longinus's power.

He casually ripped off his tattered shirt, instantly revealing his strong and beautifully sculpted muscles. Gao Kui stared intently at John Wick with unprecedented focus, letting out a low growl from his throat like the panting of a lion or tiger.

Without giving John Wick any chance to catch his breath, he raised his hand and fired a shot, then swung Longinus again and launched himself forward.

Envy and Longinus are both long swords resembling katanas and tang swords. These two swords, with similar appearances, are wielded in different styles by two non-human beings.

John Wick's strength and physique far surpassed Gao Kui's, which allowed him to generate immense kinetic energy with just a slight swing of his arm and a flick of his blade, pushing the speed of his blade to an extreme level that even hybrids could hardly perceive.

Simple, efficient, and agile, Jealousy, in John Wick's hands, dances a killing dance that no one can find fault with.

Gao Kui, whose strength and physique are far inferior to John Wick's, can only use all his strength to swing Longinus with wide, rough movements in every move, so that he can push the kinetic energy attached to the blade to a level close to his opponent.

Apart from Gao Kui and Chu Tianjiao, who used Longinus before, no one else would wield a sword so roughly and without restraint in a life-or-death close-quarters battle.

In close combat, it's not just about killing your opponent; avoiding leaving openings for them to exploit is equally important.