The 566th chapter footprint!
Kassel College, the deepest layer of the ice cellar, the well of oblivion.∝Miscellaneous √√∝
"Let's talk about it, and publish your thoughts?" "It is rumored that the pharyngitis is so severe that I can't see guests." Angers lit a cigar and wandered through the scattered collections.
In addition, he was surrounded by broken mechanical parts, and several pieces of metal objects recognized as the hardest and hardest were neatly divided into two halves, which looked like a scene after the end of the world.
Watching this scene, his mood was extremely corrupted, especially when he saw that the only surviving skull was laughing at him with his well-preserved teeth "clicking" together. To the extreme.
At this moment, Angers even seriously suspected that the reason why this thing was kept intact was to laugh at him!
"Don't be angry." The vice-principal seemed to see through his thoughts, walked from the side, picked up the skeleton, and took out two exquisite bronze gears from its lower jaw. "Living spirits do not mock people's wisdom at all. What's more, this is not even a living spirit. It laughs because of these two alchemy gears. The academy bought it back and spent 700,000 dollars in a budget. An ancient Egyptian pharaoh put it at the entrance of his tomb to scare it. Tomb Raider's. This is the only one in the world, and there is no other collection of the same kind."
The metal ground under their feet has been cracked like a spider web, and the cracks have stretched to places they can't see. It is conceivable what a terrifying battle has taken place here before.
In addition, black traces of burning can be seen in many places on the ground and even on the extremely high top. The height of the top of this space is astonishing 80 meters. It was originally a natural crack in the veins of granite.
"Really, you can't be emotional!" The vice-principal put away two alchemy gears, walked to a cracked and dry pool, scratched his head, "This is the world's second largest alchemy driven by mercury solution. Field, I injected at least 1,200 tons of mercury solution into it, but now it seems that they have all been evaporated by some intense high temperature."
Having said that, he paused and looked at Angers, "But if that happens, there should be mercury vapor everywhere, but you can smoke a cigar healthy, indicating that the mercury vapor is not strong enough to kill you. Moreover, the defenses in this place are horrifying. Even the top thieves in the world want to sneak in silently, not to mention that there is a Norma. I really don't know what is going on."
Angers frowned. "Second largest? I thought we were the largest."
"The largest one has not yet been dug up. It is the tomb of China's first emperor Qin Shihuang. According to records, it should be more sophisticated and larger in scale than ours." The vice principal got up and stepped on the foot. The solid metal ground, "With such a powerful alchemy field protection, it is no wonder that for so many years after his death, no one who opposed his tyranny dug up the tomb. It is a pity that China is the territory of the Chu family, otherwise I would like to dig it ."
"Who can destroy it?" Anger was silent for a while, frowning.
He is very clear about the power of this field, although it may not be as powerful as Qin Shihuang, but it can not be destroyed by anyone.
"Do you remember what kind of spirit was released in this alchemy field, right." The vice principal jumped over the dry pool.
"Of course I remember, it's the'commandment'."
"The'commandment' is a kind of'law' in the language spirit, which restricts all individuals with dragon blood, whether they are mixed or pure blood, their ability to use the language spirit will be suppressed in the field. We also rely on it. This field is used to restrict students' use of speech and spirit on campus. However, I have two points to tell you." The vice principal walked to a scorched spot and squatted down.
"What?" Angers was taken aback.
"The first point is that this field is not valid for ordinary people without blood. Their entry into this field will not be restricted, and the'commandments' have no effect on them." The vice principal paused, "But as I just said, here The tight protection is so heinous that even the top thieves in the world cannot sneak in, so the first point can basically be ruled out."
"What I want to tell you is the second point. This alchemy domain is actually an enlarged version of my own words. I have incorporated my own blood into its driving force, a mercury solution that is deadly and dangerous to the dragons. Under the special preparation, it will nourish my blood so that it will not dry up and maintain vigorous vitality. Then, if a mixed race can ignore the'commandments', his blood level must exceed mine."
Anger was silent for a long time, "I probably know your bloodline, more than yours... Is it the Dragon King?"
"In short, you understand now. Those who can invade here either happen to carry a powerful individual missile and hit the waste wood of the Universiade, or they are the Dragon King or someone close to the Dragon King level." The vice principal said here. , Paused, "And there is more than one."
"How did you know?" Anger looked straight into the eyes of the vice principal.
The vice-principal shrugged, did not avoid Anger’s gaze, stretched out his hand from the dragon king bone in front, that is, the dead young dragon king’s head, took a blue post-it note, and handed it to Anger, "Someone left. The note told us."
This is simply unbelievable. After such a powerful invasion and destruction, the bones of the best collection, the dragon king Constantine, which should have been coveted by the whole world, are still peacefully placed on the central altar.
This cross-shaped skeleton is full of the sacred meaning of martyrs. It is remote and ancient... but it was put on a blue post-it note in the center of the forehead, as if it were regarded as an ancient Chinese zombie.
Angers just didn't see it for the first time because of the angle.
At the same time, it was because he had never thought that someone would put stickers on such precious Dragon King bones.
Angers took the small piece of paper, and someone wrote on it in a lazy, scribbled font, "Don’t thank me, just worship me, I’m just a passing god. PS: By the way, I suggest that your school strengthen its security work. , Otherwise, next time someone sneaks in and steals something, I may not happen to be there~ ps2: That skeleton ting is interesting, I have deliberately protected it, no need to thank me, no need to worship me, just raise my hand."
The vice-principal couldn’t see Anger’s face, but he had read the note in advance. Combining the above content with Angers’s just experience, he could completely imagine that the old guy’s face now, even if it’s hard to hold. I can't see where to go.
In fact, he didn't particularly care about these, what made him care about was the looming cracks on the metal ground and the top, which were not caused by the shock and cracks, but more like the footprints left by a peerless swordsman.