novelBuild A Tower for Locke!
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"Instructor... I didn't bring a pen and paper..." Locke looked at Tristan, who was still kneeling on the ground and looking up at the Golden Dragon.
After being stunned for a second, Tristan replied, "Oh... Oh!"
Then, Tristan hurriedly took out a pen and paper and recorded the formula from Armstrong's mouth.
It had to be said that this formula was really complicated.
Tristan recorded it on paper for about seven to eight minutes...
"Bang!"
Once Armstrong had finished speaking, the final golden light had also broken apart.
"Hey! Professor Carter! Quick! Locke found the formula, write it down! It can't be wrong..."
After all, even the "dragon" had appeared. Tristan definitely did not believe that these contents were not true.
Two minutes later, Armstrong, whose eyes were originally dull, also returned to normal. He panted heavily, his face full of panic!
Although Armstrong was very calm earlier, he remembered everything he had experienced!
Although Armstrong was awake earlier, he could not control himself. He used his remaining right hand to pound the ground crazily, hating himself for not being able to hold on!
In contrast, Locke's heart was gleefully happy!
Although Pseudo Halo was not a damaging skill, it was definitely a godly skill!
In the future, it would definitely be of great use at critical moments!
Looking at the disgusting guy kneeling in front of him, Locke no longer showed any mercy. He gathered the wind in his hands and aimed at the target before shooting out!
At this time, a convoy had driven into the south gate again.
The leader was Armstrong's father - Barrette!
"Bang!"
Armstrong, who was sent flying, crashed directly into the windshield of his father's luxury car!
The driver stopped the car abruptly.
Barrette and all his subordinates got out of the car. He looked at his one-armed son who was already dead and his heart was filled with grief and indignation!
"Son! Son! Wake up! Who will inherit the family business in the future? Sob, sob, sob, sob..."
The father-and-son pair was not worthy of sympathy at all. They were all f*cking perverts.
Locke looked at Barrette with a cold gaze and said, "Hey! You've ruined the Holy City into such state. Moreover, the psychological damage of our school's instructors and students..."
After closing his son's eyes, Barrette stood up and looked at Locke with bloodshot eyes!
He roared, "Was it you? Did you kill my son? Speak!"
After picking his ears, Locke said coldly, "If he wants to die, it's not my fault! And you... If you know what's good for you, bring your lackeys and get lost..."
"Go to hell!"
With a wave of Barrette's hand, he and all his subordinates summoned their own Battle Beasts!
This batch of fellows seemed to be a little stronger. They were all orange epic-level Battle Beasts.
"Then there's nothing we can do..." Locke spread his hands. The Golden Dragon that was crawling beside him spread its wings and soared into the sky!
"What is this?"
"Is it a dragon-like creature?"
"Impossible! A dragon-like creature can't fly..."
"It can't be a real dragon! What a joke..."
Not only did his subordinates not believe it but even Barrette himself also did not believe it!
"Don't say such nonsense! Kill him first!"
Barrette's Lion Battle Beast was an orange epic-rank king. It did not show any signs of fear as it pounced toward Locke!
"Roar!!!"
The Golden Dragon, which had completed gathering its strength, spat out a ferocious dragon flame toward these fellows and their Battle Beasts!
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
The attack range of the Dragon Flames was not small.
These fellows were instantly surrounded by the terrifying flames!
Both humans and Battle Beasts let out miserable cries!
Tristan was so frightened that he kept retreating. His eyes filled with horror as he watched the scene in front of him!
Too... Too strong!
Only one mouthful of dragon flames was needed to finish off so many orange-colored epic-rank Battle Beasts!
Compared to the powerful combat strength of dragons, Locke was even more terrifying! He could even subdue dragons!
What kind of talent and luck was this?
Tristan was someone who was well-versed in history. To be able to subdue a true dragon at such a young age... It was simply unheard of!
It was shocking!
Locke had guessed that Tristan would have this reaction. After all, the other party did not know that there was a dragon locked in the underground of the academy.
The flames gradually disappeared.
The ground was filled with the wreckage of cars and the ashes of humanoid beasts.
In less than ten minutes, the battle had ended!
Locke looked at the people around him and immediately recalled the Golden Dragon back into the spatial inventory.
It was better to keep this matter as low-key as possible.
"Instructor! I'll go back first! My parents are also in the academy..." Locke waved his hand and flew into the sky.
Tristan walked into the distance and first released the people who had voluntarily signed the "work contract" because of the ketchup.
Then, he found Alice, who had fainted.
After sighing heavily, Tristan still brought this student whom he had once recruited. However, the direction he left was not the school, but the federal court...
...
"Great! You saved the school again..."
"Nonsense! He saved the Holy City!"
"Thank you so much, Locke..."
"I thought I was going to be a cripple for the rest of my life..."
"I don't know anything about this! Just in time..."
After Professor Carter announced that the formula was feasible, it would only take a day to brew it.
The entire school was in a celebratory mood!
This was natural. The feeling of surviving a disaster was usually even more exciting!
At this moment, an obviously older professor walked to the principal's side.
"Principal, I suggest that we build a tower of glory for Locke! Only his name can be on it!"
"Wow..."
"Build a tower of glory by himself?"
"I'm so envious!"
"I'll have to work hard in the future too..."
A few students looked at Locke, who was beside the principal, with envy.
In this world, other than the royal family, no matter what organization it was, the biggest reward for a person who had made outstanding contributions was to build a tower for him.
This could be considered a custom and it was the highest honor. It represented the organization's gratitude and recognition to the said person.
"No need! There's no need..." Locke was not being polite. He just felt that there was really no need to do so.
However, everyone's gaze was now focused on an old man.
The scene was quiet.
After Hobrick cleared his throat and looked at everyone seriously and deliberately, he suddenly smiled and said, "This tower must be at least 200 meters tall!"
When Hobrick said that, the entire school was really excited!
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