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"Owen is an ancient dragon?"

The loose blond hair fell to his shoulders, making him look like an angry lion. The young man looked at the gray-haired old man in front of him in surprise.

"To be precise, it is pretending to be Owen's existence today, not the Owen who was a human before."

"Well, what do you want me to do? You have already made that guy responsible for hunting dragons? I am only responsible for hunting alien creatures now."

The president of the student union sank lazily on the sofa. Even if the person sitting in front of him was the most powerful person in the entire academy, he had no intention of changing his posture at all.

"But he's not here! The only person in the academy who can properly handle this matter is you."

"So the principal, you came to ask me to be his substitute?"

"Caesar, as the chairman of the student union, is this your focus? Don't you realize how serious the situation is? An ancient dragon has sneaked into the academy, and has no fear of exposing its whereabouts."

"I know, isn't it that this dragon swallowed your collection, and left its own traces unscrupulously, provoking Kassel College in disguise, making you feel offended? So you want to give this dragon enough Lessons."

"Be careful when you speak, you are also a member of Cassel College." George rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little headache, "You are also within the range of being provoked."

"Okay, so what's your solution?"

"This dragon is a very tricky existence. He has the ability to turn his body into an invisible wind, so if you want to kill him, you must fight him head-on before he reacts. It is impossible for us to hurt him."

"What's the use of you looking for me with this kind of ghost ability?" Caesar's face showed surprise.

"This is a bullet made by hand with the Philosopher's Stone. You have used it once." Ignoring Caesar's implied rejection, George took out a black and gold box from his clothes, pushed it in front of Caesar, and put it in front of Caesar. It opened, and in the soft velvet, a bullet that seemed to be carved from a ruby ​​was embedded in it.

"As long as you can take this bullet into the dragon's head while the dragon is not paying attention, there is a great possibility to directly kill the soul of the dragon."

"Don't ask me for the kind of thing that if you make a slight mistake, you will die. I have a great time to enjoy billions of dollars. I am young. You always let me do this kind of thing. Your conscience will not Does it hurt?"

Glancing at the bullets on the table that are enough to drive countless dragon slayers crazy,

Caesar didn't bother to move, he knew the risk of using this bullet.

Being able to get those old guys to come up with this kind of stuff at the bottom of the box is enough to show how terrifying the dragon that needs to be dealt with this time is, this is a fetish that can be used against even the Dragon King.

"If you don't want to be a young lad, why don't you let me have an old bone? Doesn't your conscience hurt?" George scolded with a smile.

"No, an old guy like you who hasn't had a good life for a few years just burns himself, releases the last afterglow, and reduces risks for us young people. It's good."

"Listen, is this what people should say?"

"From the point of view of blood, I am not purely human, I should be regarded as a dragon descendant."

"If you recognize the identity of Dragonborn, then I should consider putting this bullet into your brain."

"Just kidding, of course I am human, but the blood is not pure."

"So are you going to accept this mission? Could it be that you really want an old guy like me to do it?"

"Go on, anyway, if you search all over the world, you won't be able to find a more suitable dragon slayer than me." The young man like an angry lion smiled wantonly and wildly.

"All the teachers and students in the school will cooperate with you in this action." Seeing that the young man was finally convinced by himself, the gray-haired principal showed a satisfied smile on his face.

And when the principal left, the blond young man, whose body was sunk in the sofa, narrowed his eyes, swept away his previous laziness, and became extremely sharp,

"Lu Tianming, the strongest genius in the academy, the headmaster recognized it, and now a dragon has also recognized it. It seems that I am blind. But what is so good about that guy? Does playing games count?"

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"Have you discovered this? The reaction speed is still a bit slow, but it's not bad."

Walking in the Kassel Academy in the posture of a young Owen, Muria could detect dozens of eyes watching him secretly, which can be called all-round monitoring.

The spiritual power of his main body did not find any existence with similar treatment like him on the entire campus. From this, it can be concluded that his identity should have been exposed.

However, the human side didn't seem to intend to take the initiative to expose him, and is still maintaining a superficial calm. At least when he was walking on the forest path of the college, the students walking around couldn't see any difference from usual.

Of course, everyone knows with their feet that the current peace is only temporary. The academy established with the ultimate goal of slaying dragons cannot tolerate a dragon pretending to be a human being and swaggeringly living in it anyway.

"Huh?" When Muria was sitting in the library as usual, reading a book quietly, he saw the black-haired boy sitting across from him with a face full of embarrassment.

"Master Owen, I..." The boy hesitated and wanted to say something, but in the end, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a voice like thunder,

Boom!

Silver-white light streaked across the air, blasted the glass of the library, and passed through a series of bookshelves. The ripples caused by the huge kinetic energy shattered the books, but this was just the aftermath. Ya's eyebrows.

clang!

Like a morning bell, like an evening drum, the alchemy bullet specially aimed at dragons hit the middle of the forehead of the smiling blond boy, and then twisted into a metal lump, which fell to the ground with heat, emitting a Crisp sound.

"This..." The young man sitting across from Muria saw such a horrifying scene, his face turned pale instantly, and he used his head to snipe alchemy bullets aimed at dragons. No matter how you think about it, it is impossible for humans to do it. .

So, while Lu Tianming was panicked, he also made up his mind. He reached into his arms, took out a pistol, aimed at Muria under his surprised eyes, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

The scarlet bullet left a faint scar in the air, right in the middle of where the silver-white alchemy bullet hit, and then directly sank into the gentle and elegant blond boy's head.

"You..." The boy's smile froze on his face, and the gentle smile turned into helplessness, "You are really a rebellious son."

After finishing speaking, the black dragon with Owen's face fell on his back and fell to the ground. The moment he fell, the students who were still reading quietly in this library took out various things from his body in a murderous spirit. Portable guns and swords surrounded the place where Morea had fallen.

And some of the students with guns pulled the triggers of the guns in their hands when they walked over, and started to frantically make up the knife to prevent Muria from dying.

Lu Tianming, who won the first kill, stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded. The library, which was basically peaceful and peaceful, instantly turned into a battlefield full of murderous arrogance.

"What the hell is this? Why is the body so exaggerated after death?" After the student emptied the gun in his hand, he couldn't restrain his surprise and shouted.

Because all his bullets hit the giant dragon disguised as a human, unexpectedly none of them went in, and all of them were twisted into metal bumps by their own kinetic energy, and the bullets fell to the ground. This was not the case with him alone, but with almost all the students who shot at the dragon.

"Scatter all, don't get close." The alarm sounded from outside the library, and then with heavy steps, one after another soldiers wearing huge exoskeleton armor broke in through the window and broke into the library.

"Hmm!" A languid moan sounded, and amidst the ghost-like expressions of everyone present, the blond boy who should have died yawned, stretched his waist, sat up from the ground, and looked around,

"Don't be nervous, although you have treated me in such an excessive way, I am not a cruel and bloodthirsty dragon."

"What the hell are you? The Philosopher's Stone just now has clearly entered your brain, why can you still stand up? Obviously even the Dragon King can't bear this kind of damage."

An extremely surprised voice sounded, as if he couldn't understand the situation in front of him. Under Muria's gaze, an old man with white hair but still tall and straight appeared.

"Good day, Your Excellency the principal." Muriya looked at the old man who appeared very frequently in the college intranet, and greeted with a smile,

"The bullet just now should be your trump card. You dared to appear in front of me when it didn't work. I have to praise your courage."

"I am the oldest surviving dragon slayer of mankind. If I don't even have the courage to stand in front of you, it would be too sad."

The principal looked at the young man with a bullet hole between his eyebrows, and couldn't calm down, "Your Excellency Gu Long, can you answer my question?"

"The Philosopher's Stone you mentioned is the thing that got into my head!"

The scarlet bullet full of cracks fell out of the bullet hole between the boy's eyebrows, and he held it in his hand and held it above his head to look at it,

"Its power is indeed good, but you said that the damage caused by this thing is that the Dragon King can't bear it, that's too nonsense. The real Dragon King is not as fragile as you think."

"So, are you the Dragon King?"

"Of course," the blond boy nodded, but further explained, "It's not the one you imagined."