Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

Before Lu Mingfei could even start to break down the not-so-strong door in front of him, the lock popped open silently.

There was silence in the darkness, and the sound of rain hitting the glass could be heard clearly.

Lu Mingfei did not cancel his dragon transformation. The more it got to this point, the closer the danger was. Now this place was full of gods and demons, and ordinary S-level hybrids did not even have the qualifications to set foot on the battlefield.

After crossing the entrance hall, there is an extremely spacious and bright reception room. The huge sofa and the coffee table in the middle surrounded by the sofa are covered with thick dustproof cloth. However, there is no dust accumulated on the surface of the dustproof cloth, only a thin layer of ash, as if the person living here burned something before leaving, and the ashes of those things fell like black tulip petals, all falling on the dustproof cloth. The tiles are as bright as a mirror and spotless. In the hazy skylight, Lu Mingfei can even see his own hideous reflection.

"Damn, compared to the young master's mansion, my old house outside the tenth ring road of BJ looks like a doghouse." Xia Mi yelled in a low voice.

She had never been here, but compared to her house which was converted from a switch room, this was indeed a mansion.

Perhaps the hardest life that the man who loved braised large intestines and double spicy grilled chicken wings could imagine at that time was to own a large house of more than 150 square meters in the suburbs.

Considering that Chu Tianjiao should have some prestige and power in the mixed-race society, a person of such status who could leave 1 billion US dollars in cash for Chu Zihang in the Zurich Bank certainly could not immediately step out of the roles of a super-rich man, a playboy, a girl killer and a super popular rising star at Kassel College, and immediately become a full-time driver with no special abilities, a husband and a father who fits in perfectly.

"What's on the dust cloth?" Lu Mingfei carefully controlled his steps to avoid tearing the tiles under his feet with his sharp claws.

He picked up a handful of black ashes left after something burned. It had floral patterns on it and looked like the feathers of some animal, but it collapsed at the slightest touch.

"It's the raven feathers." Xia Mi said, "Don't worry about it, go to the bedroom next to the pool. We are getting closer and closer to the Black King's bones and blood."

Lu Mingfei nodded, he carried the box of the seven deadly sins on his shoulder, and held the sky cloud cloud that was as bright as moonlight and the lust that was shining with dark golden light in his hands at the same time.

The door was also tightly closed, and there was a whistling sound of wind coming from inside.

Or maybe the sound of the wind wasn't coming from the bedroom, but was whistling outside the window.

The moment the door was pushed open, a crisp sound of charcoal breaking came from the inside, and then it collapsed into dust like the ashes that Lu Mingfei had just grabbed.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning struck vertically into the pool not far from here, illuminating the dark bedroom. There was no extra furniture in the empty room, except for a huge corpse lying in the center of the space. It was the corpse of an eight-legged horse, the flesh and blood had decayed, leaving only bronze bones, which were curled up and piled up like an altar like a throne of thorns.

The huge French window was broken, and the several-meter-long curtains were dancing wildly in the wind and rain, as if a painful dragon or snake was trying to break through the air.

A howling wind was pouring in through the window, and a torrent of rain was slanting across one side of the bedroom.

The second lightning bolt landed in almost the same place as before, and the sharp purple-white light illuminated everything around again. Now there was no need for Xia Mi to remind him, Lu Mingfei saw a black aluminum alloy box lying on the altar made of bones, with the emblem of the Half-Decayed World Tree on it.

"It's the badge of Kassel Academy." Lu Mingfei said, "Even if Odin's true identity is Pompey Gattuso, he wouldn't be so malicious as to leave traces of the academy in his lair... So this thing should belong to Chu Tianjiao."

Now all the clues have been gathered at this moment. The box contains the blood of the Black King. It once belonged to Chu Tianjiao, but was later taken away by Odin on the elevated road. But for some unknown reason, it appeared here again, as if Chu Tianjiao's ghost is still silently guarding the ultimate answer of this world. In the kingdom of God, the ghost and his dead body are playing a game of chess.

"Chu Tianjiao hides too many secrets." Xia Mi ran barefoot on the slippery tiles. She circled around the altar made of bones, then squatted down. Her little face seemed to be reflected by a faint golden light.

"After we overthrew Nidhogg's rule, we searched every corner of the world for his embryo or flesh and blood, but in the end we found nothing. The supreme being's unparalleled power seemed to have fallen... I'm really curious about where Kassel Academy got this thing from."

She stretched out her slender white fingers to touch the box, and slight golden ripples appeared on the surface of the box. Some kind of power was preventing the spiritual elements from the Dragon King from invading it.

At this moment, a deep sigh sounded between the wind and rain of heaven and earth. Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly. The light outside the broken French window made it seem like daytime.

He exhaled a stream of blue air silently and stood upright facing the sharp white light outside the window. He knew something was coming.

Sure enough, men and women as hard as rock stood in the rainstorm, wearing long windbreakers, with collars fluttering in the wind. Each of them had a golden badge on their collar, which was emitting a red flame under the direct white light. On those badges were lush world trees, and each branch of the world tree was as sharp as a thorn.

"Is it someone from the academy? Or the hound of the Gattuso family?" Xia Mi hid behind Lu Mingfei, completely forgetting that she was in a ghostly state at the moment. There was no weapon in the world that could hurt something that had no entity.

"They are not from the academy. The world tree on their badges is lush." ​​Lu Mingfei's voice was hoarse, and heavy breathing came from his mouth and nose. The panting sound was accompanied by the high temperature that drifted like a dark blue mist.

"My senior sister and I found a man-made small Nibelung in the laboratory built by Herzog under Genji Heavy Industries. We saw a similar emblem there."

In the same Nibelungen, Lu Mingfei also found Herzog's corpse, which was later confirmed to be a clone that was completely copied from the original body at the genetic level. In order to smoothly carry out the subsequent plan, Herzog directed and acted in a scene where he was executed by a powerful dark organization. The person responsible for executing him in this scene should be Friedrich von Long, who is Lin Fenglong who fled from China to Japan.

But in fact, the traitor of the Lionheart Society was like an innocent sheep compared to Herzog. He was captured shortly after arriving in Japan and used in cruel human experiments. Eventually his body was transformed into a dragon-shaped corpse. He was eventually killed by Herzog, and his bronze bones were left in the corridor leading to the small Nibelung.

Odin, Herzog, Friedrich, and even the boar Neo, they all came from the organization whose emblem is the Golden World Tree.

The fierce white light outside the window was emitted from a terrifying creature, a canine that was much larger than the North American gray wolf. Its body was covered with mottled scales, its eyes were dark gold, its facial bones were uneven, and it looked like a skeleton with shriveled skin. The muscles that stretched and tensed silently on its body were as tangled as the roots of an old tree.

Their size is beyond the range of canines and is closer to lions and tigers, and their vocal cords can make a loud sound like a whistling wind passing through a room.

This is obviously the product of genetic modification. Someone used the genes of dragon blood to modify the bodies of dogs, making them more dangerous and bloodthirsty than lions and tigers.

In the battle sequence of the Academy's executive department, there is a place for dragon blood dogs. Professor Schneider has used similar things more than once when facing dangerous enemies. However, this beast can be very effective against ordinary out-of-control hybrids, but it is as ridiculous as a Chihuahua when facing Lu Mingfei. Their physical strength is not even as good as that of the snake-like Deadpool, and Lu Mingfei can kill dozens of snake-like Deadpools with a single blow.

They have heavy metal collars around their necks, and each metal collar can instantly release high-voltage electric current when necessary, which can immediately destroy the nerve center of the dragon blood dog.

This is the technique the Academy uses to control their raging beasts.

Dozens or even hundreds of fierce dogs, crawling slightly on the ground and growling and panting, surrounded the broken French window like an iron barrel. High-powered xenon lamps were fixed on their backs, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

The figures in black windbreakers stood between the fierce dogs with their hands behind their backs and their legs apart, like soldiers enforcing orders.

“Who is behind this?” When Lu Mingfei spoke, the whole world fell silent. The dragon-blooded fierce dogs that could compete with lions for dominance on the grassland completely crawled down, with their bellies pressed against the muddy ground.

"Who do you belong to? Kassel Academy or the so-called Dark Monarch?" he asked.

He stretched out his hand, and the spirit of words unfolded silently like a furnace of heaven and earth. The black aluminum alloy box containing the bones and blood of the Black King flew into Lu Mingfei's hands as if pulled by some force.

From the moment they entered Nibelungen, a kind of insoluble fog has been surrounding them, as if no matter what activities they carry out, they are being watched by a mysterious existence.

There was applause piercing the storm from the depths of darkness, and dozens of dragon-blooded mastiffs and soldiers in black windbreakers separated along a cobblestone path.

A sound of footsteps that was neither shocking nor deep sounded from the end of the cobblestone path. At this moment, the rain that had just covered the entire Nibelungen suddenly stopped, and the air was filled with the smell of soil after the rain. "You actually know the Dark Lord? What an interesting kid." The shadow on the path became clearer and more real. Lu Mingfei slowly clenched his teeth, and the dragon-slaying sword named Lust was struggling fiercely in his hand as if it had come alive.

His voice sounded familiar, and when that handsome face, which seemed even gentle, emerged from the darkness, Lu Mingfei's pupils shrank slightly.

He was the man who had seized power from the Conspiracy from the Board of Governors and the Elders in Valhalla.

His name is Pompeo Gattuso.

At the same time he has another identity.

Odin.

The guy was wearing a white suit with a red rose on his lapel, hand-made leather shoes on his feet, and his hair was shiny. He didn't look like he was here to kill anyone. It was obvious that he was going to accept an invitation from a noble lady.

Pompey waved his hand to drive away the surrounding fierce dogs and soldiers. He stepped over the broken French window and came in front of Lu Mingfei. He waved his hand again, and a chair appeared behind him.

The moment this man appeared, a sense of crisis like a thorn in the back surged fiercely from Lu Mingfei's tailbone to the top of his head.

Xia Mi has disappeared. It is certain that Odin has devoured his brother's blood and bones, and is now the only Supreme in the world. Hela has never been born, so Xia Mi doesn't know whether the Supreme can see the spiritual element that appears beside Lu Mingfei. At this time, she can't help much, so it's better to hide.

Behind Pompey was a window soaked with rain. He frowned, slowly lit a cigar, held it in his mouth, and looked up at Lu Mingfei's scaly face.

He smoked slowly, and the smoke rose in a thin line up to the roof.

"I want to know what you know?" Pompey broke the silence after a moment.

The only response he got was a flash of sword light from top to bottom. That sword light was the line of death drawn by Ama Murakami, the sharpest blade in the world.

Lu Mingfei suddenly jumped up, hoping that he could kill the enemy with one blow with his current blood-filled state.

But Ame-kun was hanging one centimeter above Pompeii's eyebrows and could no longer move down.

He used two fingers to hold back Lu Mingfei's all-out attack.

"You don't know the difference between humans and gods yet, kid. The great restraint-level event of history is right before our eyes. I have no interest in fighting with you..."

Another ray of knife light tore through the air from the side and slashed towards Pompeii's neck.

This time it was fully awakened lust. It had already smelled the king's blood and was neighing excitedly, wanting to tear open Pompeii's arteries and drink the man's blood.

This time, Pompey did not use two fingers to clamp the blade swung by Lu Mingfei. His other free hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Lu Mingfei's wrist at a speed far exceeding Lu Mingfei's. The sound of bones breaking was like a cannonball, and the accumulated water and dust in the entire bedroom were blown into the air.

Then Lu Mingfei felt as if his chest was hit head-on by a battering ram. He flew backwards suddenly, smashing one wall after another until he finally fell into the ruins of a building.

His chest was almost shattered by just one punch. His powerful self-healing ability healed his injuries instantly, but the severe pain still made Lu Mingfei curl up on the ground. He was finally able to sit up after a while.

"To be honest, you are as high as our crown, and you deserve a seat in the new world." Pompey appeared in front of Lu Mingfei again, "If you don't continue to anger me." (End of this chapter)