Chapter 483, Blood and Flowers (3)

It was Zero who calmly walked out of the woods.

Zhuo knew that Ling, who liked simple and direct things, would probably make some noise, but she actually walked straight towards the church-like building in front of her, which was shocking.

Zero, as calm as if he was walking home, pushed open the sturdy door of the building without any greetings or unnecessary movements.

"Team C has received a request to evacuate the church area. Team C has received a request to evacuate the church area."

From behind the door came what sounded like an old man's voice, followed by a chorus of responses.

"Yes!"

"Zihang! Evacuate."

"It's too late. You should go hide in the confessional."

"What do you mean? ... Professor Schneider's order is for all of us to evacuate."

Compared to the indifferent voice of the male voice, probably called 'Zihang', the female voice clearly revealed astonishment.

"They're already here...Susie, evacuate."

"..."

"Don't worry, if nothing goes wrong, we can have supper together in two hours."

"Is this a promise?"

"Yes."

Needless to say, there was probably only one boy who spoke in such a familiar indifferent tone and was called Zihang.

Word Spirit·Mirror Pupil, the holder of the imprint can copy the word spirit ability of the dragon or hybrid around him, even the word spirit of the Dragon King, and the strength of the word spirit can be close to that of the copied body.

The principle seems to be super strong analytical ability, first perfect analysis, then perfect copying.

It can also be used to analyze mechanical operations, complex circuits, tactical rules, etc., so the holder also has an amazing learning ability.

When analyzing complex systems, basic knowledge is required. It is impossible to analyze completely unknown things. The longer you spend with the target, the more thorough the analysis. For targets with weaker bloodlines than yourself, the power of the copied Word Spirit can even exceed the original. When copying an object with a higher bloodline than yourself, you will be exhausted very quickly, and even die of exhaustion. When copying a Word Spirit, the holder of the imprint must be very close to the person being copied and look directly into the other person's eyes. After the copy is completed, the eye contact can be interrupted, and the copy result lasts for a period of time.

The above is what Zhuo learned about Ling's abilities from her.

The effect of Word Spirit Mirror Pupil's ability can be called 'ultimate'. It not only brings efficient learning ability, but also helps the caster to quickly improve his or her combat ability. This improvement may even exceed that of the person being copied.

That is true, but after all, the Word Spirit Mirror Eye is not the "Sharingan", and the Word Spirit itself is not a ninjutsu.

According to Zero, the ability of "Mirror Pupil" has never been truly observed. Nicolas Flamel claimed in his notes that he found this engraving in an ancient book. The name "Mirror Pupil" is one of the few translations directly from Dragon Script, but it is not entirely accurate. The original meaning should be "someone's pupil", but Nicolas Flamel refused to translate this name.

In this way, it is obvious why Zero went straight to the "church". If you want a fast and efficient Word Spirit with strong field clearing ability, Word Spirit·Jun Yan is definitely the best choice among the controllable Word Spirit elements.

In addition, perhaps considering that Zhuo will face this Word Spirit next, Ling himself may also have plans to help him "preview".

As soon as Zhuo understood Ling's idea, the "church" in his sight began to roar violently.

Dazzling flames rushed out one after another, and the huge frosted glass exploded with bright colors like fireworks, which showed how strong the shock wave was. For the bystander Zhuo, the vibration of the shock wave even reached him through the ground.

(Although this should have been expected.)
Zhuo had never considered that Ling would do this, and watched her leave the woods. He imagined that Ling must have hidden something somewhere, so Zhuo just thought that she would go and get something.

Therefore, Zhuo looked at the blazing church with a somewhat incongruous feeling.

The flames leaking out of the window gradually became smaller, and the hot air began to squeeze into the church, showing how fierce the combustion reaction inside was. Seeing this, Zhuo felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't speak up to interfere.

It would be too naive to block the export now, so he thought it would be better to wait and see for the time being.

hong——!!

Then, another explosion louder than the previous one came from the direction of the church from inside to outside and reached Zhuo's ears, and the surging heat and jade flames like the devil of hell trying to struggle out of the seal rushed out of the church.

Blown by the dry and scorching wind, Zhuo looked dumbfoundedly at the calm girl in the rising flames, and then his eyes met Ling's.

Ling signaled with his eyes that "I'm fine", and Zhuo could only put on a dumbfounded expression.

If you ask if there are any problems, of course there are.

The church is usually very important, and it is almost impossible to enter without permission.

Chu Zihang's voice had been heard earlier. If Ling was allowed to leave safely after hearing this kind of noise, it would definitely attract more students to gather, making it even more difficult for Zhuo to deal with it.

On the other hand, the advantage is that the other party may think that their attack failed and give up. Zero's existence is absolutely a golden sign. I think Kassel Academy will definitely focus on her and rush to the place where she appears again.

Zero, the person involved, has once again sat on the hidden Black Widow motorcycle, with an indifferent expression on his face.

No wonder. If the roar of Black Widow's motorcycle faded away, everyone would know that she had left.

But this is just a guess, and we can't verify it at this time. If the church has not been deceived, it will be up to Zhuo to face it.

……

The dark shadows clung to the wall, hiding in the gap between Valhalla and Rhine Hall, listening to the hurried footsteps passing by outside.

The Hall of Heroes and the Rhine Hall are twin buildings, with only a gap less than 20 centimeters wide in the middle, which is usually impossible to squeeze in an adult. But now there are twelve people crammed in there. These strictly trained people have folded their ribs to make themselves thinner so that they can fit in this gap. This is why they have not been discovered so far. There are flashlights flashing outside, but not once does they shine on this blind spot.

"Captain, the security is very tight. If we had known not to care so much about showing up and instead sneaking in... it would have been a lot easier, right?" A black shadow whispered to the tall shadow in front.

"Shut up! This is a tactic!" the captain whispered.

She couldn't say in front of her subordinates that she felt a little regretful. Who would have guessed that this academy was so peaceful, but had such a strict defense system in case of an emergency?
"Except for No. 13 who was not found, the last couple also got lost." The person behind her said.

"This is also a tactic!" The captain was impatient. "Mai, I have never seen you so embarrassed." A cold voice came from the end of the team.

At some point, the thirteenth person appeared, standing behind everyone else, but he was not number 13.

She was thin, and her black combat uniform was tight on her, showing off her small but beautiful curves. She was not wearing a mask, and her voice was more cold than calm.

The person in front of her broke out in a cold sweat silently. The girl's appearance was like a ghost flashing behind him without any warning.

Although No. 12 thought these two children were strange, as a hunter he could not muster much interest. After all, he was too lazy to care about things that the captain or the employer acquiesced to. Besides, he had seen all kinds of people over the years, and it was difficult for him to be wary of such children.

Only then did "No. 12" realize how naive his thoughts were. If he hadn't been a companion, he would have been dead if she had only stabbed him lightly.

I don't know if it was "No. 12's" illusion. Although judging from the voice and body shape, the person behind him was indeed one of the people who had "got lost" before, "No. 12" always felt that she seemed to have completely turned into a different person. Although her speech was still without tone, it became much more stiff. And just standing in front of her made him feel chilly, as if he was facing a block of ice that had just been moved from the North Pole.

"When does it begin."

The girl continued, her voice still as cold and inhuman, which made "No. 12" more convinced of his guess that this mysterious guy was angry.

"Right away, right away, wait a minute..."

"Mai."

"Alright! He's much more capable than you are. Instead of worrying about whether something might happen to him, you might as well think about what to do if he cheats on you. That's it. If you have any questions, go find Potato Chips."

"No. 12" felt that it was not a good idea to be stuck in the middle of them, and he was already considering whether to give up his position. However, in the end, he could only think about it, because the narrow gap did not allow him to change his position.

"Number 13!" someone whispered.

Jiude Mai looked up at the roof of the library not far away and asked in a low voice: "Who said that guy from Brooklyn is an expert?"

"Looking at his resume...he did a good job in previous missions." Someone whispered.

Jiude Mai turned around and slapped the man in the face. There was another person between the person who was speaking and him, so no one could see clearly how the slap was delivered.

"Is he an expert at one-man shows?" Jude Mai was a little overwhelmed.

On the roof of the library, a gecko-like guy posed in a very professional posture, lowered his body, and used a telescope to observe the movement below. That was their lost No. 13. According to the original plan, they would sneak in separately and meet up at Valhalla. But the strict vigilance made them curl up in this gap like cockroaches, while No. 13 was flying silently and elegantly between the roofs, showing off his bat-like posture.

"It's useless no matter how fast you run if you don't know the way!" Jiude Mai cursed in a low voice.

"Don't push the responsibility onto others. Those who are responsible must take responsibility for their own mistakes." The last person in line said again coldly.

"You don't need to remind me. I'm the captain of this operation. I naturally have ways to remedy the situation. Also, don't vent your anger on me."

Jude Mai took out his cell phone. He felt a little stupid for having to use the cell phone to talk at this time. He shook his head: "Hey, stop eating potato chips and think of a way. We are trapped. The security in this place is not as lax as you said."

"Well, now we have to activate the backup plan," said the person on the other end of the phone.

“What’s the backup plan?”

"It's a plan for when Mai's infiltration is blocked."

"Have you expected to be obstructed?" There was obvious anger in Jiude Mai's voice.

"It's easy to understand. We still don't know what kind of person Ange is. He has been the principal of Kassel College for decades. Do you think he would be a fool who made a mistake due to negligence and gave you an opportunity to take advantage of him?" The person on the other end of the phone said lightly, "So we arranged No. 13."

"That one-man show king? Please? I think he is lost now!" The captain fainted.

"I did it on purpose. I didn't include a map in the equipment I gave him. From what I know, he's a person with poor directions who would get lost even if he drove two blocks from his home to buy a hamburger. So he definitely wouldn't be able to find Valhalla."

"What kind of backup plan is this?" Jiude Mai was furious.

"The mouse that doesn't know the way will go to the most obvious target, which is his preset target. As for you, you just need to wait."

"What bullshit... There's one more thing, Sanwu has something to tell you - beep - shit! Hang up?"

While putting down the headset connected to someone, Jude Mai changed the direction of her body movement by alternating her arms and glanced at the back of the team. "It should start now," Jude Mai whispered softly, but Zero, who was concentrating on this side, seemed to have heard it and spoke coldly.

"Mai, why don't you use the Word Spirit?"

"…Well, I didn't hide on purpose. I was just following the plan. This wasn't my idea."

After speaking calmly, Jude Mai whispered the numbers "ten, nine, eight..." and then leaned out of the gap.

She looked at the environment outside and confirmed the defense situation.

Just like she said, she has always been able to use the Word Spirit... In fact, she could have used it a long time ago. Although no one knew the reason why the "Word Spirit·Discipline" that should have always existed in this school did not take effect, everyone knew this except Zhuoyi who was not a half-blood.

"What do you want him to do?"

"I have no idea,"

"Mai."

The girl's last words could no longer be described as harsh. If the girl's coldness before made people feel like a cold wind, now the wind began to howl, which was a sign of the coming blizzard.

Jiude Mai looked like she didn't care at all and it didn't seem like she was angry or guilty about it. I don't know if it was because she was very tolerant or if she was used to talking to girls in that tone.

"I said, I don't know. I really don't know. You should ask Potato Chips. She is in charge of our plan. We have always been just swords, right?"

Jude Mai did not escape or get angry about this. She replied to the girl in a refreshing tone and accepted the current situation, while not forgetting to continue to walk out of the gap.

The hunters around were stunned by his dignified and generous demeanor.

(End of this chapter)