Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

Chapter 359: Dark Lord Hermes
Kassel College, inside the ice cellar.

The dragon's five-meter-tall body screeched to a halt on the metal ground, leaving deep scratches.

Its golden eyes stared at the unfolding seven deadly sins, and the reflections of swords and sabers in the dragon's eyes trembled with joy.

"Huh..." Angers not far away breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was hailed as a legendary dragon slayer, when facing this dragon of unknown bloodline, Angé still felt unprecedented pressure except for the time when he faced Li Wu Yue.

He even suspected that the dragon he caught this time was a first generation one!

Because he had faced the next generation before, if that kind of pressure was like a towering mountain, making people feel as small as dust and would be crushed in the next moment, then the pressure that the dragon brought to him now was like a mountain standing up.

Fortunately, Lu Mingfei arrived in time.

As a weapon used by Norton to slaughter other Dragon Kings, the Seven Deadly Sins can even kill monarchs, so naturally they can also kill ordinary first-generation species - but the prerequisite is that the owner of this set of mythical weapons has a strong enough bloodline and strength.

He didn't expect Lu Mingfei to defeat a dragon that was suspected to be of the first generation using only the Seven Deadly Sins, but... he could still give Mingfei the acceleration of shared time zero!

The lethality of the seven deadly sins plus the dozens of times acceleration of Time Zero, unless the dragon in front of him can also use Time Zero, Angé can't think of how he will lose!
Just as Ange was about to share the effect of Time Zero with Lu Mingfei, the dragon that had just braked suddenly spoke.

It looked down at Lu Mingfei from above, speaking human language, its voice resonating like thousands of bronze bells: "Mixed-blood, I know your name, your name is Lu Mingfei... You are worthy to stand shoulder to shoulder with the strongest mixed-bloods I have seen in thousands of years."

“For example? Can you tell me who they are?” Lu Mingfei asked - he was indeed a little curious.

“King Arthur, Hercules, Jacob, and your Chinese Yellow Emperor, Ying Zheng, Liu Xiu…” The dragon looked down at Lu Mingfei, the light of its golden eyes as dazzling as the sun, “Do you know what happened to them in the end?”

Lu Mingfei shrugged and motioned for Long to continue.

"They are all dead!" The dragon's membranous wings spread out, and the storm rolled up a blue refined mercury solution. The elements in the air became agitated just because of its rising tone, and lightning flashed in all directions.

"Did you kill them all?" Lu Mingfei asked.

The dragon suddenly fell silent.

After a long silence, Long spoke again: "They all died at the end of their lifespan."

“You mean they all died of old age?” Lu Mingfei pondered for a moment before realizing what he meant. He couldn’t help but complain, “Why are you so proud of yourself if you didn’t kill them!”

The dragon's voice became louder: "What I mean is that even the hybrids that can stand shoulder to shoulder with dragons still only have a lifespan of less than two hundred years. Your short life is nothing but a flash in the pan in front of our eternity!"

"Are you planning to outlast me? Just like you outlasted those people you just mentioned?" Lu Mingfei asked.

The dragon's voice was already filled with anger: "I mean, I can grant you eternal life and make you a noble being of the same race as me!"

Except for Lu Mingfei, everyone present subconsciously slowed down their breathing.

The dragon's immortality is true immortality; even after death, it can be reborn in a cocoon.

This temptation surpasses almost everything in the world. Wealth, power and beauty are nothing compared to eternal life.

Percy got up from the ground and looked at Lu Mingfei worriedly - he felt that Lu Mingfei might not be able to resist such temptation, and if Lu Mingfei surrendered to the enemy with the seven deadly sins, the consequences would be unimaginable. Not to mention whether they would die, the entire world of humans and hybrids might face the threat of dragons.

"That's all?" Lu Mingfei looked up at the dragon, "Is that all you want to say?"

As if feeling that Lu Mingfei was not satisfied with the conditions he offered, the dragon was silent for a few seconds and spoke again: "The eternity I bestow does not require your submission. You can cooperate with us, and eternity will be my gift to your cooperation."

"Wait, I have a question." Lu Mingfei suddenly said.

Everyone except Ange held their breath.

"Go ahead." Long's pupils flickered.

“You are the first generation, right? When a Dragon King dies, a Dragon Bone Cross will drop. Will a Dragon Bone Cross also drop when you die? If it can’t be as high-level as a cross, a one-character one will be fine.” Lu Mingfei rubbed his hands, with an expression like a gamer checking the boss’s drops.

After a brief silence, the dragon laughed in anger.

"Hahahahahahahaha...it turns out that all hybrids are ignorant bastards!" The body of the first generation species swelled again with laughter, and the original five-meter body suddenly increased to a height of nearly ten meters.

The dragon looked down at Lu Mingfei. At this moment, Lu Mingfei was like a puppet in front of it, and the seven deadly sins were like miniature knives.

A human-bodied dragon needs a long period of gestation and absorbs a large amount of nutrients to restore its huge dragon body, even the first generation and the monarch are no exception. But unlike other dragons, first generation species like him can store a large amount of energy and nutrients in a way that is inconceivable to modern biology, allowing himself to enter the current half-dragon body state when necessary.

Although there is still a big gap between the ten-meter half dragon body and the tens-meter dragon body in his perfect state, it has already surpassed the next generation of species that gave birth to a perfect dragon body.

This time there was no need to unfold its membrane wings. Just a breath was enough to cause the elements in the entire ice cellar to boil. A series of miniature elemental explosions appeared irregularly throughout the ice cellar, causing those collections that seemed either priceless or extremely dangerous to the hybrids outside to fly everywhere and turn into fragments.

The vice-principal covered his heart and looked at Ange: "I said that the trap should not be set in the ice cellar!"

"If it's not in the ice cellar, even a fool would know that there's something wrong with the Dragon Bone Cross!" Angers retorted, "What are you waiting for? Fully activate the Alchemy Matrix!"

The vice-president took a deep breath and took out a quartz box from his pocket. In the transparent box lay a few blood-red philosopher's stones.

He slammed the quartz box onto the metal floor, the quartz shattered, and the Philosopher's Stone inside bounced into the mercury solution in the ditch.

At the same time, the vice-president had cut his wrist artery with a knife, and blood spurted out and also merged into the mercury solution.

The faint glow that was already present in the mercury solution grew brighter, and what had previously been barely “fluorescent” now almost glowed.

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth at the side - he wanted to remind the vice-principal that there was no need to pay such a huge price, and that he could kill the first-generation species without the assistance of the alchemy matrix, but the vice-principal's action of cutting his wrist was too sudden and too decisive.

As the mercury solution became brighter, the pressure of the alchemical matrix increased exponentially. A visible halo even appeared around the body of the first generation, spreading out layer by layer, and the huge pressure became visible to the naked eye. The elemental explosion in the ice cellar became more intense and violent under this stimulation, making this underground space almost no different from the dense bombing area repeatedly passed by bombers on the battlefield of World War II. Mr. Kentucky protected the paper bag on his head and fled in panic during the explosion. Jiude Mai dodged the explosion with the intuition and agility of a ninja. Percy simply released his own Word Spirit, the Dustless Land. This Word Spirit was originally far more violent than the normal Dustless Land because of his unstable bloodline, and was almost a gas bomb - but in today's environment, his Word Spirit can almost be said to be a gentle and quiet lady.

"Mingfei, Ange, I can't hold on for much longer, hurry up!" the vice-principal yelled, his face bloodshot.

Ange immediately released Time Zero and wanted to rush to Lu Mingfei, but when he took a step, he suddenly realized that something was wrong - the pressure that appeared out of nowhere restricted his movements!

He turned to look at the vice-principal, and in just a moment, the blood red on the vice-principal's face turned pale.

The pressure on his body increased dramatically, and what was even more terrible was that it came from the field of the alchemical matrix, so it not only acted on the entity, but more on Angers' time zero field!

The domain of Time Zero quietly shattered under the pressure of the alchemical matrix, and Angé's eyes twitched - for the first time, he regretted building the world's second largest alchemical matrix in the ice cellar. This thing was built to suppress the next generation and all the words below the god level. Now using it to deal with Time Zero was like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

The first generation turned his head at some point and looked down at the pale vice-principal. The mockery in his golden eyes was not concealed: "You lowly half-blood, you said you can't hold on for long? What a coincidence, I can make this field last forever!"

It was not until this moment that Ange and Beowulf realized that the dark blood was quietly flowing along the metal floor, centered on the dragon's claws stepping on the metal floor, and merged into the mercury solution. Because the surroundings were too dark and the blood was the same color as the ground, no one noticed it just now.

Beowulf glared at the vice-principal, "Flamel, what kind of lousy thing did you build that a dragon could take away control of!"

"That's impossible. When I built this alchemical matrix, I used every possible means to prevent it from being taken away from control." The vice-principal showed an expression that "alchemy no longer exists." "Even if it's the first generation, it's impossible..."

"Your alchemical matrix is ​​indeed quite ingenious, half-blood," the first-generation dragon interrupted the vice-principal. "Your achievements in alchemy have surpassed many stupid and mediocre dragons, so you are qualified to know my name that was once circulated in the half-blood world. You should kneel down to this name, because I am Hermes Trismegistus!"

"The name is too long, I can't remember it!" Lu Mingfei raised his hand and suggested, "Can you change it to a shorter name?"

Hermes simply ignored Lu Mingfei.

"f**k!" The vice principal blurted out a swear word the moment he heard the name.

"Hermes? The one in Greek mythology?" Angers asked the vice-principal.

"'Triple Great Hermes'," the vice-principal gritted his teeth, "In the mystic world, more than half of the schools believe that he is the source of alchemy, astrology, and theoccult! Among the half-blood alchemists, many people believe that Hermes really exists and is a dragon second only to the bronze and fire kings in the field of alchemy. It is rumored that he once taught half-bloods alchemy in ancient times, which made the half-bloods' alchemy advance by leaps and bounds."

"Rumors?" Hermes shook his huge dragon head. "It seems that you half-bloods are not only mean, but also ungrateful."

As he opened his mouth, the entire ice cellar began to shake violently - the alchemical matrix covering the entire ice cellar had been completely seized and modified by him, and instead became an amplifier of its power.

"Vice Principal, is your alchemy matrix okay?" Lu Mingfei complained loudly to the vice principal through Hermes, "Aren't you aiding the enemy?"

"Nonsense, how would I know that the one coming was the first generation whose alchemy was second only to that of Bronze and Fire King!" the vice-principal shouted.

"Enough!" Hermes turned to look at Lu Mingfei, "Stupid clown, it's time for you to make a decision, surrender or perish?"

He just said so much to Lu Mingfei just to delay time so that he could completely occupy this alchemical matrix, not because he really intended to cooperate with a mere hybrid.

He is the monarch corresponding to Norton and Constantine among the dark monarchs. When they replace the old monarchs, he will devour Norton and Constantine and become the new King of Bronze and Fire!
“Since your alchemy is second only to that of the Bronze and Fire Kings…” Lu Mingfei stared at Hermes with a slightly fiery look, “Then do you have a place where you store alchemy knowledge? Tell me and I can let you go more quickly…”

Without any chanting of words, a waterfall of flames fell from the sky above Lu Mingfei's head, submerging him. The dazzling flames were separated by the power of the alchemy field the moment they touched the metal ground, otherwise the metal ground would have already begun to melt red - the power of these flames was far greater than that of Jun Yan.

At the source of the flaming waterfall, a sea of ​​fire spread across the top of the ice cellar's cave. The blazing flames completely occupied the dome with a diameter of several hundred meters, as if the entire sky was burning. It was a hundred times more gorgeous than the sunset glow. The originally dim ice cellar was now brighter than the day, and the magma formed by the melted rocks on the dome fell to the ground one after another.

"Big sister," Mr. Kentucky scurried over to Jude Mai, "Do you think we can survive if we surrender?"

"Dragons will not let go of hybrids. The only value of our lives in their eyes is to be made into Deadpool." Percy said from the side, calmly as if he would not be made into Deadpool.

"This sissy is right. Don't be stupid. Surrendering will lead to death." Jiude Mai touched the quartz tube in her tactical pocket - it contained ancient dragon serum.

But in the current situation, let alone injecting ancient dragon serum, even if he could turn into an ancient dragon, it would be unlikely for him to survive.

"If we don't surrender, won't it mean death?" Mr. Kentucky's face was still covered with a paper bag, but anyone could tell from his voice that he was in tears.

"It's more dignified to die without surrendering," said Jiude Mai.

Hermes glanced at the three men in the corner, not even bothering to step on them to death.

He stared at Lu Mingfei and the Seven Deadly Sins who were enveloped by the waterfall of fire. He knew something about Lu Mingfei's strength. Someone of such strength would never be burned to death so easily.

However, he has absolute confidence in his own strength - this alchemical matrix is ​​quite large even by dragon standards, and can amplify his power to a level beyond the boundaries of his bloodline.

He had long guessed that this might be a trap, and the reason he dared to take the risk was because the strongest defense mechanism in the ice cellar was his trump card!

Here, even if he is a monarch, as long as he is also half-dragon, no one except Fenrir dares to say that he is stronger than him!

Of course, the premise is that it’s not Norton or Constantine who comes.

Wisps of cold air seeped out from the flaming waterfall, and thick white frost spread across the ground.

Hermes was stunned.

In his long life, he had seen many things, but he had never seen such a situation - white frost spreading in the flame, flame and frost coexisting in contact. Not to mention that it did not exist in physics, it did not even exist in alchemy!

The waterfall of flames was extinguished in the cold, revealing Lu Mingfei unharmed. Even though there were hotter flames falling from the sky, they would still be completely extinguished in the cold about one meter above Lu Mingfei's head.

"Ming Fei, use the seven deadly sins!" the vice-principal yelled.

Hermes was not afraid at all - no matter how powerful the Seven Deadly Sins were, they could not completely ignore the gap in strength between the two sides. In this alchemy field, unless it was a first-generation being holding the Seven Deadly Sins, they would still not be able to defeat him.

Lu Mingfei stretched out his hand and placed it on the seven deadly sins and pressed a certain button. In the eyes of everyone, even Hermes' puzzled and surprised gazes, the seven deadly sins slowly closed with the dissatisfied sound of swords - this was no longer an ordinary dragon, the seven deadly sins were not enough, and a heavy punch was needed!
(End of this chapter)