Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

As Lu Mingfei ran, his heart suddenly sank.

He realized that the distance between him and the Children's Palace should have taken him five minutes to reach it at his current speed, but the wind blew round after round, and the plane trees on the roadside passed one after another, but the Children's Palace was still there, like a mountain you see on the plains, which is just a dot from a distance, and even if you ride the fastest horse for a whole day, it is still just a dot.

The hurried footsteps gradually died down, and the bustling crowd around disappeared without a trace.

Those without a strong enough bloodline were unaware of the Nibelungen's existence, and those who noticed the anomaly were left in the Nibelungen.

When the tide rises, it overflows the sandbank and submerges the reefs, and people look at it as if it is all water. When the tide ebbs, the water recedes, but the reefs are still there.

Lu Mingfei stopped on this bluestone path that suddenly became unfamiliar. He held Ling's wrist tightly, and in his other hand he had quietly grasped the handle of the lustful knife that he had drawn from his sleeve.

The sky and the ground were all white. Looking back, I couldn't see the way I came. Looking forward, I couldn't see the Children's Palace. On both sides were retro blue brick buildings with pairs of big red lanterns hanging on them. At first glance, they looked very strange in the misty snow.

With the help of the lantern light, Lu Mingfei could still vaguely see ancient murals carved on the facades of the blue brick buildings. However, they were not the kind of things like human sacrifice that often appeared in horror movies and would make people feel psychologically uncomfortable.

Instead, it is an ancient mythological story that is illustrated with pictures, such as Suiren making fire, Gonggong touching the sky, Kuafu chasing the sun, Dayi shooting down the sun...

Ancient chants were heard from all directions at the same time, not in the tunes of humans but in the language of dragons.

Lu Mingfei and Ling exchanged a glance, and the short arc blade was immediately transferred to the girl's hand. Lu Mingfei leaned over slightly and took out the crescent-shaped bone sword Ten Murasakibara that was fixed there from the calf.

Even the most slow-witted people would know that they had entered a dragon's lair hidden in the city after hearing the music chanted in dragon script.

The world of dragons is so strange, the rules of each Nibelung are completely different. Some dead kingdoms are there, and if you don't realize this, you will never find it. Once you realize that another world is growing silently around you like a vine, you will be immediately pulled into it.

The painting style here is different from that of Bronze City and Night Food Plain. It seems that there was once a tribe of ancient dragons living among the humans in this city. They gathered here and built a settlement with blue bricks and ancient tiles in their own paradise.

"This is the border between reality and fantasy. If you hold your breath and listen carefully, you can still hear the bustling voices in the wholesale market." Ling said softly. Her voice sounded like floating leaves in the wind, and Lu Mingfei could not hear it clearly.

But he still nodded and said, "There is a feeling that there are eyes everywhere and we are on a stage. All the concealment and vigilance seem like a farce to people outside the scene," he said.

When the bloodline reaches a certain level, the mixed-bloods can really feel the gazes of other people, which is a manifestation of the extreme enrichment of spiritual elements.

The secret party has not yet mastered the method of opening up the Nibelungen. The closest Angers had ever come to owning a kingdom of the dead was when he opened up the Bronze City. But the ancient city that had been dormant since time immemorial quickly fell apart after the death of its owner, collapsing along with the kingdom of the Bronze and Fire Kings, and eventually slid into the depths of the earth's crust along the newly cracked ground, and no one could find it anymore.

In view of this, most of the students who graduated from Kassel Academy actually only had a vague understanding of Nibelungen. Even though an alchemy idiot like Lu Mingfei had personally experienced many journeys to the kingdom of the dead, he still knew nothing about this illusory space.

Perhaps this really is an unknown stage, with unknown corners filled with guests, and guests coming from afar in the depths of the white snow curtain all chatting and laughing, with red-gold lava flowing in their pupils.

But the tangy aroma of beef noodle soup wafting out from nowhere slightly ruined the solemn atmosphere.

"Be careful, we are not facing an old dragon that just crawled out of the grave and can only scare people with its teeth and claws." Zero whispered.

"I know."

Before breaking into the boundary between Nibelungen and the real world, Lu Mingfei and Ling had heard the sound of helicopter rotors turning as they fell from the sky. It was obvious that this was not the abandoned paradise in the story books, but a fortress that had long been built by a local hybrid organization or a dragon hiding in the human world.

The owner here flies a helicopter over the city, which means that he is at least an "integrator" who has received modern education or has fully understood the basic logic of modern society.

A dragon that can fly a helicopter is far more dangerous than a dragon that stupidly breathes fire and wants to burn you to death. After all, how can you guarantee that he doesn't have other vehicles prepared in his lair besides helicopters?

For example, a tank or an armored vehicle or an entire reinforced armed platoon or something.

"What should we do now? Can you find a way out?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Odin's kingdom should not be of this kind of architectural style. If the god from the Scandinavian Peninsula really built his lair in such an antique style, the impact it would bring to people would undoubtedly be no less than that of encountering the Three Altars and Sea Assembly God on the streets of London, or becoming a disciple of Erlang Zhenjun in Guanjiangkou under the witness of the Pope of the Vatican.

Since it has nothing to do with Odin, Lu Mingfei doesn't want to get involved in other people's affairs.

Zero opened his platinum eyes wide and slowly took in every detail of the street he was on.

Zero had never been here before, but when the word spirit named Mirror Eye began to activate, her eyes seemed to begin to overlook the entire world.

In an instant, everything was far away from her. Only the white snow and Lu Mingfei, who stood in the snow like a reef and guarded her, remained on the long street.

When the word spirit Mirror Eye is used at full power, the user is very vulnerable, just like Nono who enters the profile state accompanied by the smell of benzoin and loses all ability to resist.

But she trusted Lu Mingfei without reservation. When she had his back, she felt like she had the whole world on her back.

The long street in the void turned into a 3D model with a light golden glow. Countless cross-sectional views poured into Zero's mind like rivers. In an instant, the entrance to the Nibelungen was analyzed thousands of times with an incredible algorithm.

Back off, back off, die!

No matter how you analyze it, the elements at the end of the road they came from have become chaotic. It has become a dangerous forbidden area. Anyone who breaks in will be torn into pieces by reality and the Nibelungen.

This road was blocked, and the brain began to analyze the bluestone street ahead. Elements flowed past Ling and Lu Mingfei like water being siphoned. Something was pulling the energy that Nibelungen absorbed from reality at the end of the long street. Those elements that even a super hybrid like Lu Mingfei could hardly perceive were no longer secrets in Ling's eyes. They became a kind of information flow and were easily decomposed.

Ling finally found the most stable one among the countless elemental tides. She attached her spirit to it and moved forward with the tide.

All that appeared in her consciousness was endless darkness, and the world was so empty that neither mountains nor sea could be seen.

All the elements suddenly began to disintegrate, and those information flows were like a group of snakes rushing in the same direction. Zero peered into the depths of her consciousness and felt a huge sense of suffocation, as if a long snake was wrapping around her body and trying to strangle her chest.

A moment later, a thunderous sound resounded in Zero's mind, loud enough to break a person's heart. The girl's heart, which had been silent for many years, began to beat wildly at the call of the ancient blood, and the blood pumping out almost burst her carotid artery.

In the darkness of consciousness, light fell from the zenith, and a star lit up there. Then the darkness covering the entire spiritual world split with the star as the center, splitting into an extremely huge eye.

The eye slowly opened, like the sun tearing through the dark clouds and spreading its light to the earth. It flashed a brilliant red-gold color, with bright flames on the edges, and complex patterns were rotating in the deepest part of the pupil.

It looked down at Zero from above, and Zero also looked into its eyes silently. They stared and examined each other through the spiritual nothingness, but there was no hostility between them.

If that thing was hostile to Zero, it would easily tear the girl's young spirit apart in the first place and leave her forever in this endless desolate world.

Then the huge pulling force brought Ling back to her body. She gasped for breath, and only because Lu Mingfei held her waist tightly did she not fall. Snow and hail fell densely on her cheeks and forehead, and the biting cold made her feel that she was still alive.

No, no, no, what really made her feel that she was still alive was not the snow, but the people around her.

It’s Lu Mingfei.

How long? Maybe ten seconds, maybe twenty seconds, maybe a minute?

In short, when Ling used the mirror pupil to spy on the dragon at the end of the Nibelungen, Lu Mingfei realized that she had encountered something, so he transformed into a dragon, transformed into a dragon, transformed into a dragon!

The blood burst started from the second level, and then reached the third level of blood burst to release the Tyrannosaurus Heart! The scales pierced Lu Mingfei's skin and spread from his chest to his whole body. After the scales were fastened together, dazzling flames floated out from the gaps of each dragon scale, and the scorching airflow swirled up.

Something majestic was like a tide rushing from the end of the long street, but Lu Mingfei just swung his sword to cut it off. The remaining blood of the White King fetus and the poisonous blood absorbed by his body caused his body to undergo an incredible evolution imperceptibly. After the blood burst, the power in Lu Mingfei's body was like a dragon shuttling through. He could even see through his own body and see the bones like molten gold deep in his flesh and blood.

The fiery human figure stretched out his hand to block Zero behind him. He took a step forward, like a swordsman swinging a unique sword at the rolling waves, and the waves actually stopped.

What stopped was not just the inexplicable ferocity. The Ame no Kusanagi that EVA brought from Japan to Lu Mingfei seemed to have really slashed out a sword light that was so scary that it stretched for dozens of kilometers. The sky light was slashed out from near to far, and the wind and snow that filled the world were blown away. The lead-gray clouds in the sky were like a piece of rag that had been hit by someone's heavy punch and suddenly broke into huge cracks.

A majestic human figure stood on the clouds at the end of the rift. The skylight gave her outline a golden look, and her long skirt fluttered like a flower in the strong wind.

"What is it?" Lu Mingfei asked in a low voice.

"Dragon!" Ling said through gritted teeth.

"It is the ancient sacred being who transforms all things!" said the figure on the cloud. It was actually the voice of a sweet little girl. When she spoke, there were ripples of fire in all directions. The fire shone on the lead-gray clouds, immediately making the surface of the clouds sparkle.

Even though the distance between them was difficult to measure with the naked eye, she could still clearly hear the whispers between Lu Mingfei and Ling. This kind of sense was unimaginable for a mixed-blood.

But Lu Mingfei immediately understood her identity.

It is recorded in Shuowen Jiezi that "Wa is a sacred woman in ancient times who transformed all things." Jiude Mai also mentioned in Tokyo that a group of gods left over from ancient times are still active in China. For example, there is a Zhou family in Xiangyang City. It is said that the ancient Wa Queen is still enshrined in the family. She can even use ancient and powerful words that are even more powerful than the highly dangerous ones. The identity of the Wa Queen in mythology is Nuwa, who created humans and repaired the sky.

The mottled colors of the aurora dragged the people on the clouds slowly descending. When it lowered to a place that just coincided with the end of the long street from Lu Mingfei's perspective, the lanterns on the blue brick buildings on both sides of the street lit up one after another. When it extended to the distance where it was still white, a sea of ​​lights suddenly lit up. It was definitely the appearance of a city, but not the kind of city that Lu Mingfei often saw. Yet it was unusually familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

When the Queen Nuwa, whose long skirt fluttered like a flower in the strong wind, landed in front of Lu Mingfei, his sight gradually lowered, and finally he had to look down at her.

She turned out to be a very petite and pretty girl, wearing a very gorgeous Tang skirt with a very long skirt and a delicate white snake tail.

Lu Mingfei didn't know why he thought of the word "delicate" when describing something like a snake's tail, but apart from that, he really had no other rhetoric to describe what he saw at that moment.

A god-level figure like Nuwa sounds like an old monster from the same era as the White King, but unexpectedly she has such a baby face, with small and round cheeks, long hair, picturesque features, and a slightly pouty mouth.

Of course, Queen Wa pouted and said that she was definitely not trying to act coquettishly with Lu Mingfei, but the mobile game she was playing turned into a black and white screen during a fierce operation.

“Oh, a little guy who can transform.” The little girl put away her phone, put her hands on her hips, and looked up at Lu Mingfei’s eyes in a contemptuous manner.

Lu Mingfei simply ended his blood-rushing state.

"Sorry, I took the wrong road," he said.
"Farewell."

After saying that, he took Ling's hand and turned to leave, but as soon as they turned around, they saw a group of muscular men with huge chest muscles running out from the small buildings on both sides. The men were wearing flying fish suits that were almost bursting with their muscles. They looked like the devil muscular man version of the Ming Dynasty Jinyiwei.

The Jinyiwei blocked Lu Ming's way of escaping, and President Lu had no choice but to turn around and face the girl in shame.

"I didn't take the wrong road. I've been looking for you for a long time. Finally, you're allowed in." Wahuang tilted her head and said. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Lu Mingfei saw a few strands of different colors hidden in her black hair. (End of this chapter)