Chapter 1445 Call
"Do you know the despair of the abandoned tribe? Thousands of years of sleep! Endless nightmares! In the deepest darkness, there is only you!"
The furious roar of the Dragon King came from the dust, hysterical, and the sound waves were like the sea.
"Do you think the Dragon King is the top of the food chain in this world? Each of us is on that track! That is the track of fate! If you don't move forward, you will inevitably be crushed into flesh and blood and become the cornerstone of the road! That is the fate that no species can escape! On the throne of the abandoned tribe, only the king hugs the king for warmth, hoping that the day will come as late as possible."
"But fate will catch up with you after all! There are many unspeakable secrets hidden in the underground of your college. In that college. There are not only hybrids, but also dragons, pure-blooded dragons, no less than me, even above me. Each of them is waiting, waiting for the losers eliminated by fate to become flesh and blood, so that they can feast on it, instead of becoming someone else's food. It is better to make up your mind earlier to eat him and become the leader who truly holds the key and the track! "
"Do you think I want to kill him? That's my brother!"
In the center of the dust, Xia Mi's red dragon eyes stared at Chu Zihang, her face was horrible, and tears were streaming down her face, "So I need strength! I must become Hela! The disaster is coming, the curse will come true, the curse is written on the sky, no one can escape the punishment, compared to the awakening and fusion of the Dragon King, we are insignificant, the final battlefield is about to begin, and the awakening of that thing is the bell of fate!"
No wonder she was so sad, Fenrir's death was a fact she had finally made up her mind to embrace. Perhaps only when Fenrir's soul returned to her and completed the final unified fusion with her, she could still use it as a comfort to comfort herself that death brought them together forever, but in the end, Fenrir's death did not bring any comfort, but only the vicious conspiracy and calculations of those behind the scenes.
She lost Fenrir, forever, and also lost Hela's power.
She sacrificed everything she had, but got nothing in return, all in vain.
Sad and pitiful.
"Since conspiracy and calculation are taken for granted, the complete loss that comes with it should have been expected." Chu Zihang whispered.
Jörmungandr stared at Chu Zihang, no one knew what she was thinking. If it were another dragon king, Chu Zihang would have died, but she let the boy live until now.
Just as Jörmungandr was about to make a choice, a song suddenly sounded in the ruins of the crossroads blocked by dust. The lonely female voice penetrated the ruins that were about to become a battlefield and reached everyone's ears. It was a hot album of the season, and the female singer had a considerable degree of popularity and fame in any country.
No one was really singing in this kind of occasion. It was just a cell phone ringing. After the smoke cleared, countless eyes were cast towards the place where the ringing sounded. Caesar raised his head while coughing, and realized half a beat later that it was his cell phone that was ringing. The song "Remedy" was so sad. If it was normal, this song would definitely not have a chance to sound in this kind of occasion. After all, the rules of the Executive Department stated that personal cell phones must be turned off when performing field missions, but since Caesar was temporarily captured from the dinner party, he naturally forgot about it.
At this time, Caesar should have naturally touched the phone and hung up on him, and then everyone should slay dragons and say sweet words to each other, but he inexplicably found that even Jörmungandr in the center of the ruins looked at her with a terrifying look. It couldn't be that he was angry that his cell phone was not muted and destroyed the tragic atmosphere, right?
Caesar could only take out his phone as naturally as possible, and decided that if the call was from a sales company or an insurance company (he had been harassed many times during his time in Beiyi), then the company would have to close down tomorrow at most. If they liked to make calls, they would be sent to Myanmar or Thailand to make calls from top to bottom.
He glanced at his phone and saw the caller's information. It turned out to be the contact he had noted. Lin Xian from the Psychology Department?
Caesar's expression changed. At the same time, Jörmungandr seemed to see the name on the phone, and the hand that was pinching Chu Zihang's neck loosened, letting him fall to the ground.
For her now, it didn't matter whether Chu Zihang would attack her or not. Even if Fenrir's soul could not return to her, she, who had swallowed the Dragon Bone Cross, now had enough power to despise these weak and pathetic hybrids.
Caesar had no choice but to answer the call. The caller was too important. According to his intelligence network, he only knew that since the day this woman disappeared, almost all the resources of the entire college and even the energy of several school directors have been tilted towards this. The bigwigs above were crazy about finding her, but in the end, no one was seen.
The call was connected, and Caesar put it to his ear, "This is Caesar Gattuso. I hope this call is meaningful. The situation here may be more tense than you think."
Indeed, no one could be more nervous than Caesar to receive a call while enjoying the attention of the public on the battlefield of slaying dragons. Even though his upbringing and psychological quality made him look very stable on the surface, no matter who he was, he knew that this nobleman must be sweating in his palms now.
"Caesar, Jörmungandr is on your side." The woman's voice sounded on the phone, consistent with the voice in Caesar's memory, so plain and gentle.
But when the name Jörmungandr was mentioned from this woman's mouth, Caesar felt that this matter itself was abnormal. His understanding of Lin Xian still limited to Lin Nian's sister, a popular teacher in the psychology department, and She was the name at the top of the list of missing persons. She was clearly out of tune with this fierce and cruel battlefield. It meant a lot to hear the true name of the King of Earth and Mountain from her mouth.
"It looks like there's a lot of interesting stuff going on somewhere I can't see," Caesar whispered.
"You've done a good job, but the current situation is still beyond your control. Maybe the 'Moon' plan drawings you got from Li Muyue can improve the situation?" The woman opposite only needed a few short sentences. These words made Caesar's heart beat faster several times. The last time Caesar felt this way was with Nono, but the difference between the two was that one was falling in love, and the other was pure fright!
"Although the 'Moon' Project is not a technology worth coveting, for some people who have already embarked on the road of no return, those drawings and notes may get you into trouble. But the heirs of the Gattuso family probably You are not a coward who is afraid of these troubles. I am looking forward to what results you can come up with." Lin Xian said with a gentle smile, "But for now, please give the phone to Yemenga. Okay? I have something to say to her."
Have something to say to Jormungandr?
Caesar raised his head and glanced at the Dragon King in the dusty ruins. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the pair of molten red dragon eyes that were made more breathtaking after the blood and tears were staring at him were as terrifying as if they wanted to eat him alive. " I can't guarantee whether the other party is in the mood to listen to your call. She doesn't seem to be in a good mood right now."
"Regarding Fenrir's death, the emperor's compensation after breaking the contract, and Hela's ending, I think she is still willing to take some precious time to divert her attention from talking to her pets and venting to business. " Lin Xian said.
Caesar wanted to say something else, but Jörmungandr in the distance raised his hand and waved. The phone in Caesar's hand seemed to be pulled by an invisible "chain", and it flew out of his hand and flew over steadily. It fell firmly into Jörmungandr's hands. She could always hear Lin Xian's voice on the phone. After those real keywords were involved, she could no longer tolerate the other party's unscrupulous talk.
"Hello, Jörmungandr, this is not the first time we have met, but this is the first time we have a direct communication with each other." Lin Xian said, "Before you, Long Yan, get angry and prepare to destroy this city, I I think you should listen to what I have to say."
"The emperor broke the agreement. I think we have nothing to talk about. I will find him and make him pay the price." Jörmungandr's voice was cold, his teeth seemed to be biting hard pig iron, and he was crying with blood. .
"Let's not talk about whether this is a violation of the agreement. Not only did you lose in this game, but we also paid a big price. If you miss one move, you will lose the whole game. This is normal in gaming. It's over, show your dignity, and since you've lost, leave quietly and start over," Lin Xian said calmly.
For a moment, Jörmungandr thought that the person talking to him on the other end of the phone was not the so-called Lin Xian, but the emperor himself. His calmness revealed the ultimate indifference, and he ignored everything and became a black and white chess piece on the chessboard. The tone is really impressive and scary.
It seems that in the eyes of the woman opposite, Fenrir's death and the hopeless birth of Hela are all easily accepted. It is just a game of surrender. If you lose, you lose, and if you lose, you throw away. It would be nice to win again.
What is she kidding?
"If your brother died in the Nibelungs, would you still be so calm?" Jörmungandr hissed.
"Me? I will probably find a way to kill everyone related to his death, and then find a place I like to commit suicide. If possible, I can choose a place closer to the mountains and rivers for the grave. Since he is dead, no matter what No matter what the reason is, it will only be my fault. It was my poor planning that caused all the irreparable mistakes, so I have to take responsibility for it. I will take revenge and complain, and finally I will die to apologize." Lin Xian said. He said calmly in a rather sparse and ordinary tone, "What about you? Jormungandr, will you pay for your fault? Or will you make a big fuss like a child? How big do you think you will be after you make a big fuss? What chance will you have to pay to escape from the eyes of countless people? How much price will you pay to end your anger and anger?"
Lin Xian said, "You don't need me to remind you. You should know that it's not just the two or three kittens in front of you that are staring at you now. It's the existences deeper in the darkness that are really staring at you. They are excluded here. There is a lot of dissatisfaction outside the game. Now that the situation is out of control, they are happy to wait for the best opportunity to end the game. I think you are not stupid enough to give them this opportunity to let them get their way, right?"
"If they can do it, they can give it a try. At worst, both sides will lose. Those greedy and cowardly people will only worry about becoming someone else's meal. Everyone wants to be an oriole, and I don't want to be either. Do you mind letting them become that dead cicada?" Jörmungandar's voice was hoarse, and his dragon eyes glanced at the dark night, seeming to stare at the beings in the deep darkness.
"I never underestimate the hatred that the grief of losing a loved one will breed. After all, this example is not new. History always repeats itself, and the ending is so strikingly similar." Lin Xian said, "Then how about I give you another reason to leave quietly?"