Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

Vans and jeeps rumbled past Lu Mingfei in a long line. The black metal coating was shiny enough to reflect the cold winter sun like a glaring knife.

Countless jackdaws were startled in the holly woods with mottled dark green and pale white. All of them screamed in the bottom of their throats and gathered from all directions to form a thick cloud mountain.

The young specialists in the jeep clenched their weapons with solemn expressions. Anyone could see that the behavior of the crows was abnormal.

Fifty percent of the abnormal events in this world are related to dragons, and the remaining fifty percent are related to hybrids.

Before summoning elite specialists from all over the world, the academy had already informed them that the mission target might be a revived first-generation species or even something superior to the first-generation species, so any abnormalities that appeared around them would be associated with those dangerous dragons.

Pitch-black clouds and mountains moved above the convoy like a shield covering the sky. Black snow fell from the sky. The snowflakes were the tail feathers and down of jackdaws, fluttering like the ashes of tulip petals.

The senior specialist in charge of the team whispered to comfort the inexperienced youngsters, and the beheaders who had made great achievements in the dragon-slaying battlefield held their weapons in silence. Each of them wore the uniform combat uniform of the academy, and each of them held a fragmentation grenade in his arms that was so powerful that it could even tear apart the scales of pure-blooded dragons.

The secret party has learned from the experience of the Summer Mourning incident many years ago that high-level dragons have the ability to suppress a certain individual with their eyes. This ability allows them to control hybrids with weak wills on a spiritual level.

If it weren't for the man whose name shone brightly in the history of dragon slaying so many years ago, Lu Shanyan would not have cut his own eyeliner to destroy his lens. This is the only way for humans to fight against this kind of mental invasion, destroying their own visual system.

The battlefield changes rapidly, and the academy cannot guarantee that every specialist is as brave as Lu Shanyan.

So that fragmentation grenade was actually a "glory bomb".

When you are about to be captured, detonate it; when you are seriously injured and drag down your teammates, detonate it; when you are targeted by an opponent who is far stronger than you, die together with him.

This is what the glory bullet does.

Lu Mingfei placed the box of the seven deadly sins on the ground, supporting it with one hand and stretching out the other hand. Immediately, a jeep came out and the young specialists jumped out of the car and swiftly helped Lu Mingfei carry the seven deadly sins on board. Then they surrounded Lu Mingfei and got on the car.

After the executive department intervened, the undergraduate department had completely retreated to the second line. Except for special guys like Chu Zihang and Caesar, even Finkel was assigned to a logistics position.

In other words, Lu Mingfei is actually the youngest among all the people involved in the operation.

However, Kassel Academy is not a place where age is the criterion for heroism. After all, this is a deformed society derived from dragons. Most of the hybrids can become the elite class in a world composed of ordinary people, so they also believe in the so-called "survival of the fittest" and "survival of the fittest".

At Kuimen in the Three Gorges, at Six Flags in Chicago, in the attack on CC1000 express, and in the suppression of Fenrir, the Lord of Earth and Mountains, Lu Mingfei has demonstrated his strength and value more than once. After gaining the membership of this young man, the secret party has achieved glory that has not been reached in the past thousand years in just two years.

They have never been as close to the goal of completely ending the dragon race as they are today. Lu Mingfei underestimated his own influence, and the school board would not tell him how strong his appeal is in the world of mixed-bloods.

Heroes are heroes in troubled times. When it comes to dividing up the benefits, those in power will only erect statues for the heroes, but will not share the power they deserve.

Flocks of black crows swooped down, and the noisy bird calls made this forest, which was clearly bathed in sunlight, look eerie and dark. They stood on the treetops on both sides of the road and on the hard, rotten high-pole iron street lamps. Countless scarlet eyes reflected the golden sunlight and looked at the jeep that Lu Mingfei was riding in.

Lu Mingfei stood up in the car and looked out. The convoy was going down a slope of nearly 45 degrees. The brake pads of the vans were gnawing with a sharp sound, but no one was talking loudly.

The holly forest was suddenly cast with a huge shadow by the clouds in the sky. Every building in the ruins of the well-digging camp was as tall as a standing giant, and the steel-frame cranes looked like the skeleton of a dead giant king.

More and more crows landed nearby, and Lu Mingfei felt as if he was walking in an ancient cemetery. The road under their feet was the Yellow Springs Ancient Road to an audience with a dead king.

"Those crows are looking at us!" The girl in the car covered her mouth with her hand. Her long black hair was neatly tied behind her head. Her eyebrows were long and thin. The lines of her whole body were smooth and full of powerful beauty. It was obvious that her body was forged through long-term training that was unbearable for ordinary people.

"Just some flying birds. We have flamethrowers on our vehicles." The leading instructor whispered. He was the only A-class on the vehicle.

The proportion of A-level authority holders in the executive department is significantly higher than that in the undergraduate department of the college. This is because the A-level in the undergraduate department is much more difficult to obtain than in the executive department. Even if a new student's bloodline can be assessed as A, there is more than an 80% probability that he will be assessed as B in the end due to failure in various tests.

In the executive department, even if your bloodline is only B or even C, as long as you complete enough tasks and your accumulated battlefield survival deviation value is high enough, your authority level will slowly be upgraded. Above the A-level seniors, there are even S-level executives and beheaders who are listed on the gray list.

Lu Mingfei's S-level is valuable because his starting point is S-level, while others can only regard S-level as a goal to strive for throughout their lives.

Lu Mingfei placed the box of the seven deadly sins against his calf and took the weapon backpack off his back.

Inside were the weapons that the academy had prepared for him.

It was still the same old rules, with almost unlimited mercury core alchemical armor-piercing bullets and handheld submachine guns. As for the two Desert Eagles of the same model as Caesar, they were always worn around the waist.

"Those things are not looking at you, they are looking at me," said Lu Mingfei.

"Give me that thing." He pointed to the military shotgun next to the girl. The girl's face turned slightly pale, and she stretched out her hand to Lu Mingfei.

The guys who use shotguns to kill Deadpool are all ruthless people. Shotguns are weapons that have high attack power at close range but almost no damage at long range, which means that the girl who looks scared to death may actually be... a Barbie doll who is gambles her life with a shotgun and guns to guns.

The crows were originally just quietly flying around, but they stood up the moment Lu Mingfei got the gun, their wings slightly fluttering, their beaks like dense short blades in the shadows, their hard feathers spread out one by one, like enraged beasts.

“To be honest, it’s not that I look down on you, but it’s just nonsense for the academy to let the executive department intervene in this kind of battle.” Lu Mingfei said as he pressed the bullets into the magazine of the shotgun one by one. He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the specialists in the same car. “After the incident at Six Flags, I thought Professor Schneider would learn some lessons. It’s difficult for human weapons to cause effective damage to the Supreme. When facing the Dragon King, no matter how many people there are, it’s useless…”

The immortals who were originally regarded as "the gate to hell", "the ultimate power of the world" and "the heroic warriors of the Ragnarok War" by the school board and the elders were once regarded as the force that could fight against the Black King in the battle sequence of the academy. When they collectively chanted the Words of the Emperor, all the descendants of the Black King fell to their knees and trembled.

But everything that happened in the Nibelung, the king of earth and mountains, proved that the so-called ultimate power is as ridiculous as a clown in front of the real king.

Even the Word Spirit. Judgment can wipe out all immortals just like God wipes out all the rebellious people in the world. It seems that Eri, who is out of control, can be used as an entire army by herself.

Even the immortals are so weak, and the executive officers, whose fighting power is far inferior to that of the immortals, would be nothing more than a piece of cake if they appeared in a king-level battle.

"I had the honor of carrying out a mission to hunt an adult third-generation dragon in the forests of Romania in 1995 with Mr. Beowulf at that time." The senior specialist said, "It was a pure-blooded dragon whose bloodline originated from the king of the earth and mountains. His name in mythology is Hercules."

"It has indestructible scales and claws that can tear apart tanks. The sound of its chanting is like steel vibrating in the air. Even a dragonblood can't kill it alone."

Lu Mingfei finally loaded the last bullet and stood up with the shotgun in his hand. He looked coldly around at the crows staring at them, and every crow made the same move at the same second.

They tilted their heads, and then a candle-like light burned in their pupils.

"I am the sniper in the team. Mr. Beowulf told me that he would use all his strength to cut open Hercules' breastplate, and what I had to do was to shoot the bullet into its heart. Later, after paying a painful price, we succeeded in killing the dragon." The senior commissioner looked around carefully. He was lifting the rainproof cloth, pulling out an alloy can from underneath, and fixing it on his back.

"What I want to say is, Lu Mingfei, you are the only sniper of our generation who can shoot a bullet into the heart of the Dragon King. As long as we can tear off the scales of that dragon, it doesn't matter even if we all die here."

Besides the roar of the engine, there was the sound of bullets being loaded.

Every man in this car had his gun ready.

The phenomenon of abnormal behavior of crows is recorded in the college's archives. In the second half of last year, Lu Mingfei, an undergraduate student, was attacked by Odin, who was suspected to be the Dragon King, on his way back to Kassel College from Chicago. Before the attack, witnesses said that almost all crows in Chicago had rioted.

Norse mythology also records that Fugin and Muni are two ravens under the main god Odin. These two birds are Odin's eyes and ears. Every day at dawn, the two ravens fly away from Odin's shoulders to the human world, see everything in the world, hear everything in the world, and talk with living and dead things. The world is under their control, and everything is difficult for Odin to see and hear. When night falls, the returning ravens fall back on Odin's shoulders and tell him what they have seen and heard today.

Now that similar anomalies have occurred, not only Lu Mingfei realized that the king of Asgard is nearby, everyone knows that this is a war that humans cannot intervene in.

Although the crows that covered the sky had fallen, the sky at the gate did not seem to become brighter. Dark clouds as heavy as mountains pressed down from all directions, and there was a sense of urgency as if the dark clouds were pressing down on the city and were about to destroy it.

"I know what this means. Odin's Nibelung is coming." said the girl in the commissioner.

Lu Mingfei glanced at her and was actually a little surprised.

"There's no need to be so shocked. The video of you and Odin fighting like monsters has been circulating in the executive department for a long time. Some people have speculated a long time ago that Odin's Nibelung uses rain as a medium." said the girl.

"This is a good thing for the world." Lu Mingfei chuckled. "Odin will not take action before the Yamata-no-Orochi comes out. If I were him, I would choose to kill those who are in the way first, and then let the people who are blocking the Yamata-no-Orochi fight with that thing until both are injured, and then sit back and reap the benefits... In other words, the Holy Relics will come out from the principal."

This is an obvious thing. The Nibelungen has landed here, which means that Odin is going to attack Lu Mingfei first.

The coffin had been in place several hours ago, and the alchemical matrix set up by the vice-principal to amplify the aura had also been activated. The Yamata no Orochi must have sensed the existence of those skeletons.

That was the enemy of the Holy Relics, but it chose to escape.

Because it's scared.

Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi left horrible memories to the Holy Remains in ancient times, and those memories flowed into the brain of the Yamata no Orochi along with the genes.

"Why do you say this is a good thing?" The girl was slightly stunned.

"It's just a big snake. The principal can handle it." Lu Mingfei said softly.

"But we..."

"I think maybe Odin's original sin is arrogance. He looks down on me..." Lu Mingfei murmured.

A crow with eyes flickering like will-o'-the-wisp came to Lu Mingfei's head with a caw. He pulled out a Desert Eagle from his waist and shot the beast accurately in the eye.

Black feathers scattered everywhere, and even the skull strengthened by dragon blood could not withstand the direct hit of the armor-piercing bullet fired by the Desert Eagle at such a close distance. The whole body of the Raven exploded into a bloody mist in the air.

All the ravens took off at this moment, and fine raindrops began to fall in a flash of purple and white.

"The convoy keeps moving forward, don't stop. These crows are a subspecies of dragon blood, but they are not high-end stuff. Kill them with guns." Lu Mingfei said in the public channel.

The hair-thin rain was turned into silver by the bright car lights. The rain was smashed into pieces by countless ravens like a thin wall. Gunshots rang out in the darkness. Ancient chanting sounded throughout the ghostly forest.

Lu Mingfei raised his shotgun high and fired while frowning and smoking. A huge conical barrage of bullets shot out from the muzzle, and all the ravens that approached were blown away by the metal storm.

In the firelight, the man's face was firm and expressionless, his hair was wet and so was his long windbreaker. The convoy was as unshakable as a group of moving mountains.

But there were more and more ravens around, as if there were more of them than the rain.

The flames spewed out by the flamethrowers were suppressed by the increasingly chaotic rain curtain. They swept back and forth in the rainstorm as difficultly as lava in the deep sea, but they were unable to kill the huge number of ravens.

"This won't do, brother..."

Suddenly, a soft girl's voice sounded behind Lu Mingfei, and Lu Mingfei was stunned.

A pair of hands wrapped around his waist, and the enchanting and soft voice whispered in his ear.

"Look at my sister, the words...

Diamond Realm!"

The last characters turned into magnificent dragon characters, and Jiude Mai emerged from the shadows, with her long hair flying like rolling clouds.

The invisible domain expanded like a bubble. Lu Mingfei could feel that in just a moment, everything became clear. The rain, the birdsong, the strong wind, everything was silent. The domain almost spread outward with him as the core. All the ravens that touched the Vajra Realm turned into black ashes with screams.

Ashes were scattered by wind and rain.

(End of this chapter)