Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 15 A Dirty History

The sound of the bell was long, echoing in the entire dead and abandoned factory area.

"This voice... seems to be coming from over there."

Chu Zihang listened carefully to the direction of the bell—it was the other side of the abandoned factory.

How could this kind of church bell sound like a church bell suddenly ringing in this garbage factory area that has been abandoned for a long time and has no lights?
He suddenly remembered that Uncle Shui had said during the day that a group of troublesome guys settled down here, could it be related to them?

"Let's go and have a look."

Lu Mingfei didn't even think about it, he just walked in the direction of the bell.

Chu Zihang had no choice but to keep up. At the same time, he used his mobile phone to send a text message to his family, saying that he would play more basketball with his classmates and go home later.

The place where the bell rang was a dilapidated church. It was hard to imagine that there was still a church in such a place that had been abandoned for so long.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang were like two ghosts, looking at the church from the edge of darkness.

Groups of believers in black robes filed out quietly from the abandoned factory buildings, holding blood-red candles in their hands, illuminating their pale and devout faces.

There were many vehicles parked on the road not far from the church. Under the light of the headlights, Chu Zihang noticed that the license plates of those vehicles were covered by black cloth.

But some car logos still shine in the bright light - the silver trident, the letter B with wings...

Those who got off the car also put on black robes, lit candles, and joined the ranks of believers.

"There are heresies here."

Lu Mingfei said in a low voice, his voice indifferent.

"Do you want to call the police?"

Chu Zihang asked, grabbing the tennis bag with Murasame in his hand.

Religion, remote churches, believers regardless of gender, rich or poor, seemingly weird ways of praying...

There is only one result of mixing these elements together.

The best way to deal with it is to call the police and let the police uncle come and eradicate this evil organization.

"No hurry, sneak in and have a look."

"In principle, these heretics should all be purified...but now the environment is different and the identity is different, so it can only be solved in a milder way."

Lu Mingfei sighed.

"...You want to find out the leader of this organization and kill...uh, purify it?"

Chu Zihang was silent for a while before opening his mouth.

"It depends on the situation... But I always feel that they are not that simple."

"Go and see first."

……

A middle-aged couple got out of the car and just turned off the lights when they were silently dragged into the darkness beside the road by two ghosts.

Moments later, the ghost reappeared.

They changed into black cloth robes in the back seat, lit candles, and naturally joined the ranks of believers.

Chu Zihang was a little nervous, and kept walking forward with his head down holding a burning candle, with Murasu's cold scabbard under his arm.

The two of them followed the believers into this dilapidated church, and followed them to place the burning red candles on the large candle holders on both sides.

But the main light source is the burning bonfire on the high platform of the church. The flickering flames illuminate the carved glass and red murals on the walls.

The believers sat down in an orderly manner without any noise, obviously this was not the first time they had participated in such a rally.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang sat in the third row by the aisle next to the wall.

Here you can not only better observe the murals and carved glass on the wall, but also ensure flexibility in case of emergencies.

At first, Lu Mingfei thought that all the pictures on the wall were pictures of heretical religions, but the more he looked at it, the more strange it became.

The images on the murals are obviously the alien race named Dragon Clan!
Those golden eyes are very eye-catching in the scarlet-based portrait.

The stories of dragons and people are painted on carved glass and murals, to the effect that the great dragon who dominates all the great dragons bestows a drop of divine blood on loyal mortal servants, and mortals transform and live forever——

In the form of expression on the portrait, the eyes of mortals have also become the same golden color as the dragon.

"Is this how the so-called mixed races came from?"

Lu Mingfei frowned, and looked at the high platform of the church.

The church seats were full of believers, and two men in black robes who suddenly appeared from the shadows closed the door.

A dead silence.

"Welcome to the envoy—"

A hoarse but respectful voice came from the shadows, and a tall blond Caucasian man appeared in front of the believers.

His eyes were as bright as gold.

"Those eyes! They are really angels!"

"Dragon really exists!"

"An envoy, please convey the will of the dragon to the loyal believers!"

"Please envoys to grant us longevity!"

Witnessing the appearance of this Caucasian man, the believers got excited and got up and shouted.

"Western churches, oriental stories, and Western men... are still a hybrid of a human and a dragon."

Chu Zihang felt it was ridiculous.

When he was about to take advantage of this noisy opportunity to secretly call the police, the man on the high platform suddenly recited a low syllable.

The believers fell silent for a moment.

Their frenzied and excited expressions suddenly became dull and empty, and they sat back in their seats numbly.

The rhythm of the man's chanting of syllables became faster and faster, and finally evolved into chaotic chant of the same song.

"what happened……"

Chu Zihang subconsciously looked at Lu Mingfei beside him, but the next moment, his head felt dizzy again!

He seems to have returned to that rainy night, facing the howling of the shadows on the Maybach.

A herd of snakes danced in his mind, each one telling a story of a sin unknown from time immemorial.

Girls rolled on the altar carved in stone, screaming in pain, as if they were about to give birth;

The brutal baby tore open the belly of the young mother, screamed and rushed to the crowd outside the bronze cage, but was soon stabbed to death with a spear;

The less brutal infants were left to grow up in cages bound by metal chains;

And then a new young girl is pushed into the cage...

A brutal, bloody, and sinful history of the birth of a mixed race was truly unfolded before Chu Zihang's eyes.

There is no such thing as a dragon bestowing blood.

Only the greedy human beings who yearn for the alien power of the dragons let the girls conceive children with the blood of the dragons, and then use their lives to dilute the brutal bloodiness of the dragons from generation to generation.

In the end, a stable human-dragon hybrid was born, which stole the power and authority of the alien race.

These dark and bloody scenes were like sharp needles piercing his brain. Chu Zihang held back the severe pain, and recited the prayer Lu Mingfei taught him in his heart.

Soon, the bloody scene in his mind was purified and melted by a bright and holy golden light, and the severe pain also disappeared.

Chu Zihang regained his sobriety, panting heavily, surprised and happy in his heart.

The chaotic chanting of the blond man stopped at some point, and the dim church fell into a dead silence again.

The faces of the believers are still dull and lifeless, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

And the butchers were walking down the high platform, the butcher's knives in their hands were shining coldly.

"It's filthy."

Chu Zihang heard Lu Mingfei's whisper beside him, his cold tone carried undisguised hatred.

The golden vertical pupils that had been extinguished more than an hour ago quietly lit up again at this moment.

(End of this chapter)