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Chapter 643 Pottery exile method

The school managers present were either born in Oxford, Harvard and Cambridge, the world's top universities, or they were private aristocratic schools that had never heard of names from ordinary people since childhood. In addition, the dragon-mixed mixed-race species surpassed the limits of ordinary humans, so almost every school manager knew the source of this sentence.

“Luke Chapter 4, verse 12.”

The middle-aged man who was talking had a well-treated beard and straight and burly figure. Even though June in Chicago was already considered hot, the other party was still wearing a perfect formal outfit without any etiquette and picky look.

Frost Gattuso, currently the controller of the secular industry of the Gattuso family, has not appeared in any financial magazine or current affairs article.

But he was the kind of person who wanted to see Jobs this morning and talked to him about his experience of using the latest Apple. He could get an appointment in the afternoon. The top Gulfstream business jet transported him from Europe to the Americas without any entry procedures.

At this time, this ruthless man who received elite education since childhood, who had been in a panic and ran in and said, "Your Majesty, the rebels have attacked the Bastille and threatened to send you to the guillotine, and said calmly, "Here a bath water for me first." He still showed the panic of ordinary people.

Although the bloodline of the dragon clan and the secret techniques inherited by the Gattuso family even allowed him to control the opening and closing of his body's pores so that he would not expel too much sweat, the ice water that was constantly drinking in front of him still showed his nervousness and unwillingness.

This is the fear that mortals are about to meet the gods, and this is the panic that the thief was caught while stealing.

Because they are only a little short of it, these mixed races will become the new gods of this era!

But now, no matter how much power is, it is as ridiculous as a Shata in front of the power of God.

"Angers, we are going to face God now, and all the myths we know come from the "God" that is about to recover from the Sea of ​​Japan thousands of kilometers away. I don't have time to listen to you to preach. It is the white king, sitting upright on the four elements, holding the authority of the "spirit". His wings cover half of the sky, from the dark abyss to the snow-capped peaks."

The last paragraph, Frost Gattuso almost moaned, and like praise.

Anger on the other side of the video said with a smile, "Look, people are repeating the same mistakes. Although you keep saying that you do not believe in God, the words you say still come from the "Dead Sea Bronze Scrolls", which is a hymn written by the ancient dragon to the two gods."

"We have no time!" Frost Gattuso slapped the table and irritably took out a white card from his collar. The card had no trace, but everyone present knew what it meant.

The Shimi Party, the predecessor of the Kassel Academy, was composed of the ancient organizational structure of the leader and the Elders' House. Although the leader has been replaced by the principal and the Elders' House has been replaced by the school board, it can still implement the ancient exile resolution, just like the Athenians exiled their leaders with pottery pieces.

"I, Frost Gattuso, proposed in the name of Gattuso that Hilbert Jean-Angers made a major mistake in commanding the killing of the White Dragon, so he exiled him and took office as the leader of the Secret Party himself. Who agrees and who opposes?"

After a second or two of at a loss, all the school directors silently took out black cards from their pockets of clothes. Although they still firmly believed that Angers would be selfless and would always die on the front line of the struggle between man and dragon.

But Angers is really too old. He is an old antique that has lived from the last century to the present. He is older than Einstein, the greatest scientist of the 20th century, so he will naturally become confused.

It is said that science will eventually move towards theology.

In fact, most of the dragon slayers will also move towards dragons in the end.

Or be killed by a dragon and become the Deadpool who guards the throne.

Either kill the dragon again and again, draw more power and power from the corpses and flesh of the losers. In the end, the human heart becomes corrupt, and he worships everything about the dragon frantically, and even wants to become a new dragon.

After all, in this world, a dragon is a god.

Among the black cards, the white is so dazzling, which also means that Frost has accomplished the great cause he never dared to imagine before, drove Angers from the position of principal, and took over the role of the new principal of the War Academy in Cassel.

But now he is not in the mood to celebrate with champagne. He needs permission. He needs to activate a nuclear bomb to bury the white dragon. At the same time, he also needs to explain to the world why the nuclear explosion suddenly broke out.

Perhaps the reason for a nuclear power plant leak is good.

Frost quickly brought into the role, "Norma, according to authority, I order you to invade the Pentagon and the President's Office's nuclear launch system, and to launch the nuclear bomb with our people, be sure to bury the White King in the deep sea."

"In the verification of permissions......" The voice of a cold mechanical goddess resounded in this conference room. This is the only two artificial intelligence in human history and the trump card of Kassel Academy.

“Not approved.”

"What?"

"How is that possible?!"

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The school directors stood up in shock. Artificial intelligence should only obey its lowest orders. The scientists who created Norma are all from the Secret Party, so naturally they will also write them into the Secret Party’s most primitive Regulations.

"Why?"

Frost asked in surprise.

"God said, don't give."

Norma's voice was still monotonous and empty, but everyone seemed to feel a great gaze projected from the vast starry sky and even outside the universe.

Angers on the screen seemed to have known it a long time ago. He smiled and said to everyone, "Why don't you see the excellent performance of our ace specialists."

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Under the violent airflow caused by the white dragon, even the modified AH-64 Apache version, known as the world's ace pilot, is still like a small boat in the wave, and may be subverted at any time.

Lu Mingfei was actually very panicked. Although he was a famous man who had "driven a luxury car, slaughtered dragons, and took a special plane to fight for his life, he was still panicked now, not because he was afraid of death.

In fact, sometimes when you think about it, it is also very exciting to die like this.

After all, if you have a girl you like and a senior brother you admire, maybe in countless years, someone will come to commemorate it like a martyr on every important day.

It seems that I really have everything.

Everything that a child shouldn't have.

But he was really afraid of the moment of death, because at that moment, everything he cherished would be lost, just like the candlelight of the little match girl still could not resist the real dawn the next day.

At that time, all the dreams were awakened, with only the white snow covering a cold body, and the world was lonely.
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