Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 225 Attack
Frost's palms were clenched into fists under the table, and the wounds on his shoulders and chest seemed to be aching again.

For so many years in a high position, it was the first time that Frost felt so close to death.

The aftermath treatment report showed that the sword that pierced his chest was only a few millimeters away from his heart-this was even the result of his desperate counterattack.

Feeling the boy's indifferent gaze, Frost's expression fluctuated for a while... Finally, he lowered his head slightly.

There is no need to add shame to yourself, that boy is destined to be a monster who will bite the Dragon King.

"Where's Anger? Why didn't he come? Isn't an enemy at the level of the Dragon King worthy of his appearance?" A cold voice sounded.

The person who spoke was a pale and burly old man, sitting there like a thick limestone tombstone, with fine white scales growing on the corners of his eyes and on the surface of his skin.

He was scrutinizing Lu Mingfei who entered the door, with a golden edge shining in his eyes.

"Mr. Beowulf the 'Dragon Bloodthirsty', the elder of the Secret Party, is over 150 years old, older than the headmaster."

Caesar gave Lu Mingfei a brief introduction in a low voice.

Lu Mingfei nodded, he had read the history of the secret party in the "black card area" of the library.

In the era of swords and dragons before the Industrial Revolution, Beowulf was one of the most prominent surnames. The long poem "Beowulf" in Norse mythology was written based on the history of this family.

In the past, the Beowulf family has always been the most determined, brave and cruel dragon slayers. They adhere to the ancient family motto and feed each child a drop of dragon's blood crystal, which is a highly poisonous substance. , but only after going through that kind of poisonous test, the baby is considered useful by the family.

Although this method seems very inhumane today, it cannot deny the contribution this family has made in the history of dragon slaying. They are cold-blooded and efficient. A harmonica for mourning.

Moreover, the Beowulf family, which is all of high-risk blood, has never had a degenerate deadpool that harms mankind. When the men of the family anticipate that they will be swallowed by dragon nature, they will choose to drink the last cup of strong wine mixed with dragon blood and commit suicide. , Don't let your journey and family be ashamed.

Lu Mingfei admires the Beowulf family very much, and there is no doubt that they can provide the war group with a source of soldiers with excellent fighting will.

Beowulf frowned in displeasure. Not only did the young man who was much younger than him not feel in awe, but he looked at him with "appreciative" eyes, like a general inspecting an excellent soldier.

"I know you, Kassel's S-class, Angers' most proud sword," he said coldly, "he thinks that a student who hasn't graduated from his noble academy can stand on the battlefield against the dragon clan Is it gone?"

Lu Mingfei was a little surprised, and looked back at Frost who was sitting above the conference table, but the other party still bowed his head and said nothing.After a little thought, he probably guessed what was going on:

Perhaps it was for future interest competition or for some other reason, the fact that he killed the "next generation" was only circulated in the school board as a secret, and the circle outside Kassel College did not know about it.

"Give me the enemy's location or relevant information, that's why I came here." Lu Mingfei said bluntly, not wanting to explain too much.

"If there is such a thing, then I should be hunting that dragon now instead of sitting and chatting with you here!" Beowulf said coldly.

"Information." Caesar snapped his fingers, and someone in the conference room quickly sent him two documents.During the period, he glanced at his uncle, and sighed in his heart that Frost, who likes to suppress others with power, will also be so frightened by others that he can't lift his head one day.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the documents. They were all reports of assault and homicide cases with photos of the victims attached. These photos were all shockingly red, and a normal person would probably vomit in a physiologically inappropriate place just by looking at them.

In addition to ordinary people, there are many members of the Beowulf family on the list of victims. At first it was a sneak attack disguised as an accident, then a siege, a suicide attack, and not only men, women and children were also killed by heresy range.

Including the dragon bloodthirsty himself, he was assassinated several times, but all of them were saved by his tyrannical personal force.

In less than ten days, nearly 20 masters died in Beowulf's house, and the instigator who commanded these dead servants still had no clue. No wonder the "dragon bloodthirsty" was so irritable and irritable.

"This is the first time we have encountered a special situation where a dragon of the next generation level did not directly conflict with us after awakening, but lurked in human society. There may be another possibility-the enemy is not a dragon, It's a hybrid organization of some unknown force," Caesar quickly flipped through the documents in his hand, then looked sideways at Lu Mingfei, "What do you think?"

"I'm only good at fighting, I'm not good at reasoning and searching." Lu Mingfei said truthfully.

In his combat career in the past, he often started pouring out the Emperor's Wrath as soon as he stepped out of the airborne pod with the bolt gun in his hand, so there was no chance of so-called reconnaissance to search for information.

Generally speaking, Astartes recruits will serve as scouts for a certain period of time before receiving complete power armor after the transformation operation, and then become an official Astartes. On the eve of departure, the stage of scouting recruits was skipped directly.

"Then we can only wait for new abnormal alarms from various branches. It is best not to be too far away from Italy..." Caesar rolled up the sleeves of his windbreaker and glanced at his golden Patek Philippe watch. 27 hours have passed, the longest interval between which there may be a major attack."

"In this way, it is more convenient for us to act. We can characterize it as a terrorist attack, which can mobilize a lot of power at the national level..."

"What about the artificial intelligence that Kassel invested a lot of resources in research and development? Why not use it to search?" Beowulf said coldly.

"Did you say Norma? Her computing power can indeed be spread all over Italy, but her power is limited to the Internet. For example, unless the dragon wakes up and browses FACEBOOK for a while with a mobile phone in the grave, it is no longer powerful. Even the artificial intelligence can't locate the dragon." Caesar explained calmly.

"Why are you silent, Frost? You were not so quiet when you were dictating my intervention earlier." Beowulf noticed Frost's unusual silence.

"...I have nothing to say. What Caesar said is exactly what I want to say." Frost raised his head slightly, his tone somewhat absent-minded.

"Your Gattuso's blood classification has always been so interesting." Beowulf's gaze stayed on the young man Caesar for a while. A real fight to prove if his blood is worthy of his prowess.

Maybe the S-class is very rare in Kassel College, but not outside—these dragon-slaying families didn't send all their mixed races to Kassel College.

"Where are you going?" Caesar saw Lu Mingfei turned and left without saying a word.

"Sitting and waiting is not my habit." Lu Mingfei walked out of the door.

"Then let's have a Sfogliatella together, it's not too late for breakfast." Caesar followed with a smile.

"Come back, Caesar." Frost said in a deep voice.

Caesar didn't seem to hear, and walked side by side with Lu Mingfei and disappeared into the shadows of the corridor.

"What are you afraid of, Frost?" Beowulf said with a sneer.

Frost raised his head, slightly regaining his former majesty.He didn't answer Beowulf's question, only slightly relieved.

……

"Do you have any plans?" The Ferrari drove away from the manor, and Lu Mingfei sat in the co-pilot, blowing the cool breeze.

"No, we can only wait for them to show up. The men of the Beowulf family are under surveillance," Caesar shrugged, "Maybe the dragon has a grudge against the Beowulf family? In that case, when we leave, we should Get Mr. Beowulf in the car too, maybe they'll show up sooner. Going to eat Sfogliatella?"

"what is that?"

“Cheese-filled mille-feuille, the favorite dessert of Neapolitans for breakfast.”

"It sounds like a very delicious food. But I still want to get Wu..." Lu Mingfei didn't finish his sentence, and instinctively sensed a strong sense of crisis!
A premonition from the divination system!The attack...from the sky!
Several scenes flashed back in Lu Mingfei's mind. He immediately stood up and hugged Caesar Gattuso who was driving without hesitation and jumped out of the car—both of them were not wearing seat belts.

Caesar instinctively wanted to resist, but after seeing Lu Mingfei's stern face, he roughly understood what was going on, and allowed himself to be taken away from his seat.

With a "plop", the two fell to the ground and rolled several times. Before they stabilized their figures and got up from the ground, they heard several deafening explosions like thunder.

The Ferrari that was still driving straight on the road turned into a ball of dazzling fireballs, followed by several balls of fireballs rising behind them. It was the convoy sent by the Gattuso family to Master Caesar, but they It was engulfed by the explosion without even warning.

Caesar's handsome face was covered with dust, and the pair of sea-blue eyes under the scattered blond hair were full of astonishment. He got up and looked around vigilantly, but he didn't find any figure carrying the RPG.

"Is it a drone?!" He raised his head and looked towards the sky. Under the extraordinary vision of the mixed race, he could vaguely see three aircraft the size of rice grains in the sky thousands of meters above.

Caesar is no stranger to this modern weapon. As early as in the Gulf War, drones were widely used. The attack drones of the US military attacked Iraqi artillery and ammunition depots; The target of man-machine attack!
"He came after me? Or Lu Mingfei?"

"Go, take cover immediately!"

Lu Mingfei grabbed Caesar's arm and rushed to the entrance of the tunnel far ahead. Without any armor protection, they couldn't withstand the "baptism" of this hot weapon!
(End of this chapter)