Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

Dense white steam rose from the porcelain cup, and in the stagnant cold mist it looked like a stream flowing along the cracks of an iceberg.

The two people stared at each other across the fog, and Lu Mingfei's eyes silently shone with majestic gold.

"I don't understand the devil, but we all know that you are the person who knows me best in this world." While Lu Mingfei was speaking, the wakizashi with forging marks on the blade like Damascus steel had been inserted into the luxurious-looking coffee table in front of him at a speed beyond the limit of human dynamic vision.

The blade trembled violently, making a manic roar.

The two bone china cups jumped up due to the huge force, and fell back into their respective trays after a moment, causing huge ripples on the surface of the tea.

“Lu Mingze, you are also a bystander of my life. You probably see everything I have experienced.” Lu Mingfei’s golden eyes suddenly became so blazing that they seemed to be burning. Unparalleled majesty spread to this small space with him as the center.

The little devil pretended to be wronged and said with a flat mouth: "Brother, please don't think I'm so perverted, okay? Even devils don't necessarily have voyeurism... For example, when you, Xia Mi and Nuonuo were having sex, I didn't peek."

This rather obscene response made Lu Mingfei's anger and majesty look like the Yamato battleship being harassed by American aircraft carriers. It was excited to rush out to the Pacific Ocean with its 460mm main gun to fight the Americans on the other side of the ocean to the death, but in the end, the vast ocean was endless and there was not a single hair. The erected main gun and the shells in the main gun could only be hidden in the snow.

“If our life is a book, then you must be the guy sent by the author of that book to discredit me…” Lu Mingfei sighed and said weakly.

"Obviously I stand with you, brother." Lu Mingze stated his position with a smile.

As he spoke, he jumped onto the coffee table, gripped the handle of the lustful knife with all his strength and pulled it out. His exaggerated movements were like Bugs Bunny in the American cartoon from the 1980s.

After a few seconds, the little devil gave up trying to jump off the coffee table again. He sat opposite Lu Mingfei, shrugged and said, "I can't pull it out."

Lu Mingfei snorted, obviously not believing it.

In this fantasy world where time seems to have stopped, all the rules come from the little devil. Lu Mingfei even saw him fishing out a strangled dragon on the ice in such an environment.

“Since you have been watching my life, you must know that there was a time when I was quite keen on investigating the truth of the Summer Mourning incident.” Lu Mingfei said, he extinguished his golden pupils, leaned back, and found the most comfortable position in the not-so-comfortable chair.

The little devil sighed. "I knew it," he said.

"Let's not talk about my grandfather's grandfather who died at the hands of Li Wuyue." Lu Mingfei shook his head. "I have never met him. The blood relationship between us is really very distant. The blood of the old Lu family has probably been diluted four or five times by my generation. From a biological point of view, if I were a girl, we could even have a healthy offspring."

"You are so perverted."

"Damn it, don't interrupt me!" Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth and glared at Lu Mingze.

The little devil quickly raised his hands in surrender.

"Honestly, even though Angers hid a lot of things from me and sent people to this city to monitor me, and maybe even thought about blowing my head off with a Barrett." Lu Mingfei smacked his lips, "But the old guy was really good to me. Some people say I'm his illegitimate child, and I think so too... After all, we shared the same cigarette and took a sauna together in Newfoundland with our bare chests. He also gave me a principal scholarship and took me out to broaden my horizons."

The little devil was smiling at first, but as he listened, the smile on his face disappeared and his eyes became as cold as the winter wind.

“To be honest, in this world, I am Brother Lu who is loved by everyone, a rising star in the academy who gets full marks in every subject, and a super dragon slayer who completes every mission perfectly. Everyone likes me, even myself.” Lu Mingfei shrugged. He was not a person who liked to brag, but his expression did not change much when he said those words that he should be ashamed to say.
"But in another world, I'm just a loser, a loser who has a crush on someone else's girlfriend. Although I entered Kassel Academy with the title of S-level, everyone knows that I can't even beat the girl in the White Lace Dance Troupe under Caesar. If it weren't for the principal using the back door to give me special treatment and Zero helping me cheat, I wouldn't be able to get the credit points every school year... Yeah, I know that no one will be nice to you for no reason. If someone really suddenly shows you affection, it must be because they want something from you. But it doesn't matter. There are not many people who are nice to me in that world, and I cherish every one of them, even if they have some purpose. Just like my senior sister told me, if my senior brother disappeared from this world one day, I would go crazy looking for him."

The little devil picked up his tea, crossed his legs, and yawned.

"The most important thing for senior brother is to find his father. If he can be brought back alive, that would be the best. If not, he must be killed with his own hands. I am willing to help him do this." Lu Mingfei slowly sat up straight. He only used a little force to pull out the sword that was almost half embedded in the table. "For the principal, revenge is the only reason for him to live in this world. Even if he has received a gift from a certain dragon king and temporarily became the carrier of the king of sky and wind, he still wants revenge. He once hated the entire dragon clan, but when facing Xia Mi and me, he chose to give in, and only put his anger on the instigator of that incident that year. I can let that old man give in once, but I can't let him give in again and again. Li Wuyue is the dragon he wants to kill the most, and I won't save him."

"But brother, you haven't even heard what I want you to do." Lu Mingze tilted his head and looked at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, and thinking back it seemed to be true.

The corners of his eyes twitched. He felt that for some reason, whenever he was with Lu Mingze, this guy would always make him feel embarrassed for no apparent reason.

"Okay." He put away the knife for the time being, "What do you want me to do?"

"I hope you can save Li Wu Yue." The little devil said with a smile.

Lu Mingfei couldn't catch his breath. He felt like he had a thousand things to complain about, but he didn't know where to start.

"Since you have already guessed why I want you to come here, I will tell you the truth." The little devil sighed and took out a white envelope from his suit pocket. The envelope was just like Doraemon's treasure bag, and he pulled out one big book after another from it.

Lu Mingfei took a quick look and found that it was actually the ancient historical records that ran through the entire history of China, or the general history compiled by later generations.

"The names left by the dragon clan in Chinese history are by no means limited to Xiang Yu and Li Xiong. In the corners of history, dragons are unwilling to be abandoned by the times. One after another, they resurrect from their graves, pounce on the ups and downs of the world, and then are crushed into pieces by the world," said Lu Mingze.

"So? I'm not interested in discussing topics like 'Why were ancient emperors all lustful and perverted? Because they were all fucking dragons.'" "Dragons are indeed a lustful race. The desire to reproduce sometimes oppresses their reason, but there is one thing that makes their lust so intense that they even forget themselves." The little devil leaned forward.

"what?"

"that power."

"Can you please say something meaningful?" Lu Mingfei said disdainfully, "I've already told you your theory many times before."

"Brother, you will understand it later, but this is not what I want to discuss with you today." Lu Mingze smiled, "but how the Dragon Kings were killed in ancient times when productivity was backward."

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

How to be killed? If you are killed, you will die.

The logic is simple, of course. Whoever is killed will die.

But what about the Dragon King?

The juvenile Dragon King has already used extremely dangerous words to destroy the city. To what extent can the adult Dragon King go?
"You and the principal both told me that Xiang Yu, the King of Sky and Wind, also known as Vidoflnir, died because he was besieged by the super hybrids of the early Han Dynasty led by Liu Bang and suppressed by a super alchemical matrix." Lu Mingfei said.

“Among the group of super hybrids headed by Liu Bang who founded the Han Dynasty, is there any one who had a distinguished family background, or even could be traced back to the distant Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, who could pass down the alchemical matrix that suppressed the Dragon King?” The little devil sneered.

"Why was Emperor Guangwu of Han, Liu Xiu, able to defeat Gongsun Xiong, who was assisted by the King of Bronze and Fire? And why was he able to receive help from heaven when he was fighting against Wang Mang and was at a disadvantage, with meteorites sending down from heaven to destroy most of the enemy troops?" He asked two questions.

"The alliance of ancient super hybrids, and... coincidence." Lu Mingfei was certain.

"Then why is Nibelungen, the king of the earth and mountains, in BJ? Why is Fenrir, who is second only to Vidoflnir, always in such an extremely weak state?"

Lu Mingfei stopped talking.

"After the era of co-rule by kings ended, all the dragon kings except Xiang Yu fell into a deep sleep. In their last battle, Norton, the supreme alchemist, used his supreme attainments to see through time and fate. In fate, the dragon kings entered the grave together and agreed to return at the twilight of the gods." Lu Mingze spoke the ancient truth faintly, "But one king chose to betray his brothers. He woke up thousands of years ago and secretly found Vidofolnir, who had rebelled against Nidhogg after the Age of Gods. He observed him and thought about him until he knew how to defeat him."

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

"Who?"

"Odin, Pompey Gattuso, Bondarev..." Lu Mingze laughed coldly, "Of course, you can also call him by other names, such as Han Xin, Deng Yu, or Yao Guangxiao."

Lu Mingfei shuddered hard.

From Han Xin to Pompeii, there is an unimaginable span of two thousand years and ten thousand kilometers. In such a long time and such a vast land, the man watched his brothers wake up and be buried one by one so calmly, but he seemed to have done nothing, just... helped a group of mixed-bloods who were his enemies to kill his brothers.

For what?
"There's a saying circulating in the black market of hybrids that 'Since ancient times, dragons have been in the west and battles have been in the east', which means that all the traceable dragons have migrated from west to east, but why did Xiang Yu choose to go to the east? And why did Pompey choose to transform himself into Han Xin and destroy Xiang Yu in the Chu-Han Contention?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"I'm a devil, not God, how can I know so many things?" Lu Mingze rolled his eyes. "Even what I just told you, including the fact that Odin had identities like Han Xin, Deng Yu, and Yao Guangxiao in China, are all conclusions drawn by the think tank that I spend billions of dollars to support every year after exchanging intelligence... But we might as well make a bold guess. Vidofolnir failed in the war with Nidhogg and fled to China because it was not dragon territory. The half-bloods who hated dragons formed an indestructible alliance to resist Nidhogg's invasion together."

"Some documents have recorded that there is an enormous alchemical matrix composed of mountains and rivers buried under that land. That alchemical matrix can suppress the power of the dragon race without limit. Even the half-bloods cannot exert their due power there. Vidofolnir relied on this power to avoid the pursuit of the Black King." Lu Mingze said, "And Odin should have awakened from the grave much earlier than the end of the Qin Dynasty and the beginning of the Han Dynasty. He began to plan the death of the King of Sky and Wind many years in advance, and used the dragon bone cross that was divided into five parts after Xiang Yu's death to lure Norton and his brother Constantine to China, followed by Li Wuyue, and then Jörmungandr and Fenrir."

"But this doesn't make sense. Why didn't he just plunder his brothers' dragon crosses after killing them? By devouring this number of kings, he himself could have grown into something as powerful as the Black King, right?"

"Because he can't do it." Lu Mingze shrugged. "In ancient China, the power of the Dragon King was suppressed by the alchemical matrix. He couldn't take the Dragon Bone Cross sealed by the hybrids from the hands of those feudal dynasties, and he couldn't find the cocoons of his brothers."

"But he is still trying his best to kill other Dragon Kings." Lu Mingfei frowned.

"Time. What Odin needs is much more time than his brothers. You see, Constantine and Norton walked out of the Bronze City. They were just helpless brothers. Jörmungandr and Fenrir were even more embarrassed. On the other hand, Odin has already usurped the highest power in the world of hybrids. His financial empire stretches from Europe to Asia. He can even use banknotes to fill his dragon cave from tens of thousands of years ago." Even the omnipotent devil looked solemn when talking about these things. "Now he has a power far more powerful than other dragon kings and hawks and dogs all over the world. All he has to do is hunt."

Lu Mingfei trembled violently.

"But what does this have to do with Li Wu Yue?" he asked.

"Because the one who sent him to Germany was Odin." Lu Mingze said coldly, "The Summer Mourning that brought great harm to both the hybrids and the dragon race was planned by Pompey, and he was not called Pompey at the time."

(End of this chapter)