Chapter 328 Father and Son

The war ended on the scorched earth that had turned into ruins.

The bodies of the deadpools were scattered irregularly, and they were all dead, but most of the dragons still knew the principle of running away if they couldn't win. Even with the "Pure Land of Purity" blocking them, when the Sword of Condemnation fell and most of its power was used for defense, some dragons still escaped.

Even those dragons who died might not be really dead. The pure-blooded dragons above the third generation might have left a "cocoon", but fortunately, the most important dragon king was left behind.

The surviving Ruhuas salvaged the spoils, cleaned and carried the bodies of the deadpools and the dragons, and the injured students were sent back to the infirmary for treatment, and the rest went back to rest.

Kacha——

The village rain was cut off after thousands of collisions. Chu Zihang's was tempered by Lu Ke and was a top alchemical weapon with a living spirit, while Chu Tianjiao's was already behind the times.

Odin himself was seriously injured and unable to take care of himself, unable to transfer power. The cheating time zero was offset by Ange. Even if Chu Tianjiao was transformed into a deadpool, he was only an ordinary S-level, and soon lost to Chu Zihang, who upgraded his bloodline twice.

The paralyzed face cut off the meridians and muscles of his father's limbs to disintegrate the resistance. The transformed S-level deadpool has a strong recovery ability, but errors will occur if the recovery is too many times. After dozens of times, the meridians will be connected incorrectly, which further reduces his threat.

Caesar slowly landed, and his body showed further dragonization. Two bone wings grew on his bloody back, and the flesh and blood were still growing gradually, as if he was really going to turn into an ancient dragon.

"Sorry."

He sincerely apologized to Chu Zihang. Even if he didn't care about Pompey Gattuso, that person's identity was his father after all, and his sins would still be passed down through the blood.

Chu Zihang once again broke Chu Tianjiao's healed wound, and shook his head in the hoarse cry of Deadpool, "You and he are two different people, I won't blame you."

After a pause, Chu Zihang continued, "But I didn't think of forgiving him, I still want to kill him."

"It makes sense, and I didn't think of asking you not to kill him."

Caesar suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and raised his head silently.

The sky gradually turned pale, the night quietly faded, and a faint orange-red appeared on the distant horizon.

The war is over, and the day is about to dawn.

In the center of the ruins, Angers walked forward, looking at the Dragon King whose body was charred and broken into two pieces, and was on his deathbed, he slowly squatted down and placed the red rose on his chest in front of the Dragon King.

"Although the range of the Word Spirit is larger, in terms of concentrated destructive power at a single point, your Word Spirit cannot surpass the Sword of Heaven's Punishment."

Before the space-based weapon came, Li Wuyue, who had been prepared, burst out all her strength to resist, but "Guixu" itself had not yet been successfully brewed, and there was still interference. The metal rod that fell from the sky still disintegrated all resistance and nailed the roaring Dragon King to death.

It was still unwilling and felt that such a death was a shame, but there was no chance to resist, so it could only squeeze out the resentment in its stomach.

"Making good use of tools is the essential difference between humans and beasts. Weakness is not an obstacle to survival, but arrogance is."

Although it was a pity that he didn't do it himself, it was not bad. Angers held the folding knife plated with the Philosopher's Stone tightly and inserted it into the heart of the Dragon King. The poison spread throughout the body along the blood.

"What a monster-like vitality, I am looking forward to how long you can live."

He sat next to Li Wuyue and took out a pocket watch with a sense of age to start counting.

The sun slowly rose in the sky. In the white background, the old man sitting on the ground with his legs bent, the ticking clock, and the monster turned into charcoal formed a strange picture.

Just before the majestic golden eyes dimmed and closed, seven sharp alchemical weapons flew from the void and nailed Li Wuyue around. As the blades trembled, the field of "sin and punishment" appeared, trapping the soul of the Dragon King.

"Principal, if I came back later, you would have let the enemy run away."

Lu Ke walked out of the void gate with a person in his hand. It was Pompey Gattuso who had lost his ability to move.

The battle in Japan was over. The awakened "White King" was eaten whole by him. After spending some time to restore the damaged surface, he came back.

The charred body trembled, swallowed the last breath, and the flesh and blood quickly dissipated, and the breath of life quickly dissipated, leaving only a dragon bone cross that looked like a work of art.

"I believe you will come back. If he is not really dead, how can my wish be fulfilled."

Anger stood up with a smile. The leader of the secret party who defeated the Shadow Emperor Shangshan Yue suddenly staggered and almost lost his balance. His face, like a dead tree, looked even older, and his always straight back was hunched a little, as if he had changed from a heroic dragon slayer to an ordinary old man.

He did not look at the dragon bone cross that would attract countless people to fight for it, nor did he say anything else. He just nodded to Lu Ke and left here step by step.

"It seems that I will not live for a few days after my wish is fulfilled."

Luke glanced at Anger's fate line. After completing his revenge, he relaxed as if an old man who had been holding his breath finally let it out. It was smooth, but he also lost the motivation to live.

He sighed. Prolonging life is a very easy thing, but Anger is different from Shangshan Yue. The latter still has his son and daughter to worry about, while Anger has no thoughts at all.

After retrieving the Dragon Bone Cross of the King of Ocean and Water, Chu Zihang and Caesar, who had been waiting nearby, came over and looked at Odin, or Pompey Gattuso, in Luke's hand.

"Here, I'll save my breath for you. Solve it on your own."

Luke casually threw the man to the ground. After a few seconds of silence, Murasame unsheathed his sword. Chu Zihang was about to swing the knife with an expressionless expression. Caesar lowered his head and stood in front of him.

"Can you let me say goodbye to him alone?"

Chu Zihang said nothing and took Murasame back a few steps. He would not give up killing Odin, but he was willing to give time for the farewell between father and son.

Luke tapped his index finger slightly, sending the two of them into a temporarily created space.

…

The two people in the independent space looked at each other in silence. Caesar was the first to break the silence. He took a deep breath and his tone was quite complex.

"I've never seen you look so embarrassed."

"Because no father wants to lose his dignity in front of his children, and the same goes for the Dragon Clan."

Pompeii tried to stand up straight, trying to maintain a decent image. He looked at Caesar's current appearance and nodded slightly, "You and Luke are friends. This is a good thing. At least he will not hurt you. It's just that my dragon bone cross was Taking it away did not leave you with any power or power, nor did it allow you to sit on the throne."

"Are all dragons as arrogant as you? You push things you think are good regardless of the wishes of the person involved, without asking if he is willing."

Caesar turned away and replied coldly, "What I want is a father who can make my mother happy and admire me. I hope to be a father like him, not a dragon king who wants to subvert the world and put me on the throne."

"...I thought you would prefer to be the person at the top, and that's how you've always behaved."

Pompeii smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry, I couldn't be the father you wanted."

"I'm not the one you should be sorry for. Everyone should pay the price for their actions. So if Chu Zihang wants to kill you, I can't stop him."

Caesar turned around and heard a faint sigh from behind.

"But in this world, I only care about your feelings."

Caesar paused for a moment, closed his eyes, and continued to move forward.

…

When everything was settled, Chu Zihang and Caesar stood in front of Luke at the same time and put forward their demands. The former hoped to save his father, and the latter hoped to return to a normal life.

"Can it be done?"

"The first thing is no problem, the latter one is a little troublesome, but it's okay."

Lu Ke thought for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth a little bit, "In exchange, you two need to agree to a condition..."

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Caesar and Chu Zihang frowned as they listened, feeling that this matter was against the moral principles of the world, but since they had something to ask for, they could only reluctantly agree in the end.

…

The next day, the boys' dormitory.

With a pair of dark circles under their eyes, Lu Mingfei and Fingel got up from the bed crying and howling. Going to bed in the morning was definitely the most ruthless, shameless and unreasonable thing in the world!

"Mingfei, why didn't you sleep all night?"

"I'm so excited to be single all of a sudden that I can't sleep." Lu Mingfei yawned and squinted his eyes to put on his socks, "What about you, useless senior brother?"

Fingel smelled the underwear on his hand, vomited twice and put it on. He didn't wear it for too long, so he can keep wearing it!

"Didn't you hear that there are a group of transfer students today? My girlfriend is on the list of transfer students."

"Really or not?"

Lu Mingfei was shocked by the news. After hesitating for a while, he asked tentatively: "Brother useless brother, are you suffering from hysteria because you were stimulated by me being single?"

"What do you mean? What do you mean! Your senior brother and I were also a well-known figure back then. Over there, I will be the tyrant of Kassel!"

Fingel raised his head proudly, as if recalling the glorious past.

"But you are now the only F-level person in the school, and you are already a third-year student. Unless you are an old man, the students at the school will not like you."

Lu Mingfei couldn't help complaining and thrust the sharp blade into Fingel's mouth until the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Junior brother, do you know what the charm of maturity is? The older a man is, the more attractive he is."

"The principal is indeed handsome, and you..."

Lu Mingfei was a little tactful, "Actually, you're not bad looking either, brother useless, but I always hang out with the boss, senior brother Chu, and senior Kaiser, so my aesthetic standards have become higher."

Fingel sneered and patted his face, "Is this what men rely on?"

Then he lowered his palms, revealing his muscular figure, "That's what I rely on."

He moved his palm further down and patted a good-sized lump at the bottom, "And this!"

He showed off proudly, "Senior brother, my word spirit is a Bronze Throne. Do you know what this concept is? Bronze Throne!"

The bronze rank is quite low...

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment, "I remember that this Yanling strengthened its body to carry the sedan chair for the Dragon Clan, so it's called the Bronze Throne."

"The point is not to lift the sedan chair, but to strengthen the body! Strengthen the body!"

Fingel slapped the table hard, "Junior brother, you really can't grasp the point. Who is the Caesar you just mentioned? Which idiot in the school named himself after the Roman Emperor. Is this going to heaven?"

"Shenjin, who in the school doesn't know Caesar? Didn't you also join the student union?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the good-for-nothing senior brother in a funny way.

"Is there such a person in the student union? I've never heard of him."

Fingel looked surprised and said, "Tell me more."

"I'm so sleepy. Can you forget the president of the student union? Can you forget the heir to the Gattuso family? Can you forget Chu Zihang's old enemy?"

Lu Mingfei listed Caesar's titles in a vain manner, "He always likes to challenge the boss, but he always loses."

"This... Mingfei, is there something wrong with you?"

Feeling that Lu Mingfei seemed to be serious, Finkel became serious, "All the titles you mentioned belong to Abdullah Abbas."

"Abdul... what what?"

"Abdullah Abbas."

Finger showed a look of admiration for the great man, "He is a man as majestic as a polar bear!"

Lu Mingfei: ? ? ?

What the hell?

How can this man be the heir of the Gattuso family when his last name is not even Gattuso! ?

Don't you think there is something wrong?