Iron-Blooded Dragon Fighting in American Comics

"Everyone, go with Selina. Selina, assign rooms to everyone." Ying Ao asked Selina to arrange rooms for the assassins.

"You want to use it now?" Adelaide asked curiously.

"The sooner the better. After my own bloodline awakened, the bloodline memory was too messy and huge. I need to organize these memories." Ying Ao reluctantly handed over the information. The anis system was the best way he came up with. After all, he It's not like Rexstein can let his elders help.

"That's it, Alexandra, you follow Ying Ao and set up the anis system first. However, Ying Ao, due to the limited development conditions of this system, the anis system we have has some flaws, so you have to be prepared." Adelaide called out to Alessandra and told Ying Ao about the problem with the anis system.

"side effect"

"Using any kind of anis technology will cause the user to become mentally unstable. Long-term use will cause a side effect called the "bleeding effect" or "osmosis effect." This phenomenon makes the user lose control of his or her own memory and blood. Cognitive confusion occurs in memory, causing the thoughts, skills and experiences of predecessors to be transferred to future generations." From Baidu.

"Haha, my current situation is not much better than the side effects you mentioned." Ying Ao smiled bitterly. Although the blood memory has calmed down a lot, the sudden appearance of it from time to time makes Ying Ao very troubled, and he also needs to know how to use it. After dealing with the hidden dangers in his body, he already felt the bottleneck, but he did not dare to attack at all, for fear that his body would collapse when he broke through.

It feels very bad to forcefully suppress the strength in place. Moreover, neither the Holy Son of the Church of Light nor the wizard is a vegetarian. Even Lucas and Rexstein are not something that Ying Ao can beat. After all, the competition is After comparing, Ying Ao didn't have any secret method to improve his strength in a real fight, especially Lin Hong. China's spells were often very powerful, and even Lucas might not be able to beat Lin Hong in a pure competition of spell power.

Not to mention that Lin Hong is as strong as Rextan with physical strength alone, so all the guys who are magic and martial arts are perverts.

The Holy Son of Light of this generation is said to be able to suppress all the young talents of the contemporary generation, and has also defeated many famous strong men of the previous generation. He is only stronger than Lin Hong, so that's why Ying Ao is so anxious. As for impending cain

No matter how Cain dealt with Ying Ao, as long as Ying Ao was alive, some things were unavoidable, especially after reaching an agreement with Ying Mi.

"Well, you make up your own mind." Adelaide shrugged, thinking that with Altaïr and other ancestral assassins, Ying Ao should have no problem.

After setting up the anis system in the lounge, Alexandra was busy debugging the equipment. Since Ying Ao couldn't get started, he had to help others move things.

The anis system is very complicated. Ying Ao and others have almost packed up their things. Alexandra is still debugging the equipment. After a while, Aibi and Hannibal also ran over to celebrate the establishment of the Witcher. , Hannibal proposed to hold a party, and seeing everyone's eagerness to give it a try, Ying Ao couldn't refuse, so he agreed.

"How can you have a party without alcohol?" said an assassin who looked like an alcoholic, holding a small flask in his hand.

"Stein, don't be ridiculous." Adelaide was about to stop him, but was interrupted by Ying Ao.

"He is right. This kind of thing worthy of celebration naturally requires drinking. I think when I successfully fought out of the jungle, Zhanbo and the others were all injured and asked to celebrate. It's a pity that most of them are gone now." Ying Ao Looking at the current scene, he recalled his days in the Iron-Blooded Empire. Although most Iron-blooded people looked down upon him because of his race, the few Iron-blooded people who grew up with him did not regard him as an outsider. Although that Of the few Ironbloods, only Kelt is left, and even Scar is dead.

Ying Ao shook his head and called on everyone to arrange the party. As for Alexandra

When I asked, he said it would be done right away, but it would only take ten minutes, so it wouldn't be too late to wait until he was done before joining the party.

Then there was another flurry of activity, and everyone held a party in the hall.

Ying Ao tasted the wine he took out from the wine cellar and felt that it was a bit too weak, so he simply took out most of the Xiaoyao Zui that he had taken from Winston, even though each person could only get a small sip. .

"To celebrate the founding of the Witcher, let's have a drink." After a while of busy work, the party finally started. The food was made by several women using the ingredients in the villa's refrigerator and some special ingredients provided by Ying Ao.

A total of more than twenty people formed a circle, and even Ying Mi joined in because of everyone's mood.

The goblet in each person's hand only contained a little bit of wine, but the special aroma of wine was already wafting out.

"To the brotherhood, to the witchers, here's a toast." Stein couldn't stand it anymore. As a super alcoholic, it was already a kind of drunkenness to wait for others while facing the drunkenness with the smell of wine. Inhuman suffering.

"Haha, look at how impatient you are." Adelaide was obviously in a good mood. His usual seriousness had disappeared, and he had returned to the same character as his age. Adelaide was actually less than thirty years old, but after long-term training And the fight with the Templars forced him to suppress his emotions. Only in this way could he resolve several sieges by the Templars.

But now he could release the control over himself and relax.

Everyone raised their glasses and drank together. The effect of Xiaoyao drunkenness was unparalleled by ordinary wine. Therefore, when this sip of wine entered the mouth, except for some assassins with higher strength, most of the little guys drank it in one gulp. Their strength was too low. , sleep is needed to fully dissolve the power of the medicine.

As for the others, they were not much better. They were all a little drunk after just one sip. Stein, the alcoholic, looked like he was about to cry: "Oh my god, the wine I drank in the past was just like a horse." He Before he finished speaking, Beate next to him covered his mouth. If this bastard said it, their party wouldn't have to start.

"Haha, Stein deserves it." Others gloated. After the party started, except for a few young assassins who were already drunk, everyone else was chatting and partying in groups. Ying Ao even suspected that if it weren't for the fact that there were no other young assassins near the villa, Neighbors, will they be charged with nuisance by the police for interrupting the party?

"I can see that you guys have a hard time." Ying Ao said, holding a glass of champagne.

"Yes, that's how assassins are. The last time I remember such a party was on my 16th birthday before joining the Assassin Brotherhood." Adelaide looked sad.