Dragon Clan: Restart your life

"Damn it! Is this the end of the world?" Professor Manstein was sweating profusely.

In front of them was a slowly rotating satellite cloud image.

The cloud map shows dozens of black swirling clouds.

The coverage area of ​​each cloud group is not large, but the cloud volume is huge, so it appears on the satellite cloud map like a black hole, as if it wants to swallow everything.

"This is elemental turbulence." Guderian whispered.

There is more than one black hole-like super cloud, and dozens of super clouds are spread all over the world, which illustrates the same problem. This is not ordinary climate change, but an extreme climate caused by elemental turbulence.

The emergence of elemental turbulence often means the emergence of an extremely powerful life, and its power can even affect the balance of elements in a certain area.

"Such a dense super cloud, this is global-level elemental turbulence." In the projection on the side, the vice-principal said seriously, "Have you not contacted Lu Mingfei yet?"

Manstein smiled wryly and shook his head.

In the past ten minutes, Cassel's phone calls were all being called. He had no time to answer, so he turned off his cell phone. Dignitaries from various countries and United Nations officials were all making frantic calls.

Manstein knew exactly what they wanted to know, but the problem was that they didn't know either!

This is a turbulence of elements that has never happened in history, and can only be compared to the dark night that lasted for several days and nights not long ago.

If this is a sign that a certain super life has awakened, then the word "Dragon King" is no longer enough to describe the greatness of this super life. Perhaps it should be called "Supreme".

Just when the main control room fell into silence, EVA's projection suddenly appeared.

"Three minutes ago, our only remaining satellite surveillance discovered..."

Before she could finish her words, the door to the main control room was slammed open.

Fingel strode in, soaked by the rain.

"Fingel?!"×n.

Everyone exclaimed in unison, and Professor Guderian went up to him and hugged him warmly.

"We all thought you were dead! It's so great to see you back alive!"

Fingel: "..."

His eyes fell on the virtual image of the girl in white dress behind the professor, her eyes full of tenderness.

hold on……

When this is all over, it will be time for us all to reunite.

Fingel pushed Professor Guderian away and said solemnly: "Where is my junior brother? Lu Mingfei, where is he now? This is very important!"

"Fingel, where have you been?"

"Fingel, do you know what's going on outside?"

"You brat, it's better if you're not dead. Stop talking about you. We're also looking for Mingfei!"

…

Manstein and Schneider rushed over in a swarm, talking all over the place, and even an old guy using a remote projection moved his big face very close to him.

"As you can see, the end of the world has arrived. This is the twilight of the gods. Theoretically, no one can escape. If you can't escape, everyone will die together!"

Fingel was succinct and to the point.

He looked around the audience and saw only the faces of his two teachers and two permanent staff in the main control room. Not only did he not see his juniors, he also didn't see Principal Angers. He couldn't help but feel chilled in his heart. He felt that Cassel College The road ahead is bleak.

"You mean, if you find Lu Mingfei, you can be saved?"

Professor Schneider was quick in thinking and summed up the key points immediately.

"I know this too." The vice-principal glared, "The problem is that you can't find it!"

Everyone was silent for a while.

Fingel had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Hey, what do you mean, you lost such a big man to him?" Fingel also glared at the vice principal, "Old man, what are you doing?"

The corner of the vice-principal's mouth twitched, and he said with an unnatural expression: "Some time ago, Mingfei took Eri Yi and said that he was traveling around the world. Originally, the itinerary was always under our control, but suddenly someone cut off our monitoring. I'm not sure if it was Mingfei. It's not me, it's someone else, and we've lost touch with them now."

Fingel took a breath of air: "He said traveling around the world at this point, but you really gave in?"

Manstein said with a dark face: "Who can stop him? The principal didn't even stop him. Do you expect us old guys to stop him?"

Fingleton felt a headache.

Even in Ouroboros's "legacy", the junior brother is a kind of existence among the secret weapons, the killer weapon, the restrainer of the entire world. Rounding it off, it is equivalent to the high-end version of DC Flash, used to restart the world. kind.

Ever since he learned that Lu Mingfei's life had been "restarted", this woman had justifiably argued that the world had restarted more than once!

He suddenly didn't know what to do next.

The original plan was to find his junior brother and ask him clearly whether the current situation was still under his control, and then combine everyone's strength to come up with a countermeasure.

But now, bang, no one is there!

Fingel looked around, his eyes suddenly fell on Guderian, and he frowned.

His eyes changed slightly.

…

…

The sound of the sweeping tide echoed between heaven and earth.

Countless waves crashed on the bronze pillars, leaving only white waves that could not touch its majesty.

There were constant tearing roars from the distance.

Huge sheets of ice slid off the dark peaks and fell into the turbulent waters.

The violent ice sea surges hundreds of meters high, as if it will continue to the end of the world.

There was wind blowing in the distance, carrying the smell of destruction and dust.

All that was left was the giant dragon with its reinforced iron bones and membrane wings, fluttering its wings and guarding the sky above the bronze pillar, its eyes burning with bright gold, piercing the deep rain curtain.

From here, it seems that there is nothing left in the vast sky and earth, only these bronze pillars standing unmoving in the rain, like the last lighthouse and the last remnants of witnessing history.

At the top of the bronze column.

This place is isolated from the rain by the giant dragon corpse guard. No raindrops or waves can break into this place.

The knife at his waist was held by the girl at some point.

She stood with a sword in hand, her golden eyes filled with indifference, and her long dark red hair hanging down around her waist, flying freely in the wind.

Her spiritual realm has already enveloped the surrounding area for a hundred meters.

Within a hundred meters, there is cold and murderous intent!

Any creature that enters this range, regardless of identity, will receive the most brutal "cut" immediately!

If the comer is strong enough to block this first sword, then what he will face is locking and slashing from all directions, from heaven and earth, until he retreats voluntarily, or -

die.

Just like a guy trying to sneak in by pretending to be his best friend.

The woman lowered her head and glanced at the gap in her sleeves. She couldn't help puffing up her cheeks and looked at the cold girl not far away who only had murderous intent.

It's really... no mercy!

Sure enough, compared to stinky men, best friends can be thrown away.

The plan has changed. We still have it tomorrow. We will go out the day after tomorrow. This picture is shorter because I was drunk today... I finally came back and slept for a long time, washed my face, and put it together. It's so good...