Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

Chapter 358 The Dark Lord Appears!

Late at night, on the roof of the school church.

Seeing the hot masked queen walking into the church, Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi on the roof looked at each other in surprise.

Xia Mi was a little embarrassed.

She had just vowed that the Dark Lord would definitely come, but in the blink of an eye, a guy who looked like a half-blood came.

Really, is the security system of Kassel College a sieve? It's not surprising that the Dragon King and the Dark Lord could sneak in, but how could a half-blood sneak in!

"Ahem," Xia Mi coughed twice, trying to save face, and analyzed, "Although it is not difficult for the Dragon King to distinguish the dragons that are camouflaged when facing each other at close range, the Dark Lord is a first-generation species after all, and it is not so easy to be seen through. So the guy who went in below, although she looks like a first-generation species, we can't rule out the possibility that she is disguised very well..."

"I know her." Lu Mingfei said.

"Ah?" Xia Mi curled the corner of her mouth.

"She is definitely not a dark monarch, and she can't be a dragon either." Lu Mingfei said again.

If Jiude Mai was really some kind of dragon, she wouldn't have needed to rely on ancient dragon serum to improve her bloodline to save her life when she was in the Bronze City.

"It's not a dragon..." Xia Mi was a little unwilling to give up, "Are you sure?"

“How about we make a bet on whether she is a dragon or not?” Lu Mingfei complained.

"Then there's no need for that." Xia Mi quickly shook her head.

Just when Lu Mingfei wanted to take the opportunity to complain about her again, Xia Mi's eyes lit up and interrupted, "Someone else is here! This time it must be the Dark Lord!"

Lu Mingfei looked down and saw a burly figure walking towards him from a distance.

"Pfft..." Xia Mi covered her mouth and sneered.

The man who came over was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt. Just from the muscles in his arms, you could tell how tall and strong he was. He looked like an opponent who was not to be trifled with - but he had a KFC paper bag on his head, which was too comedic.

This KFC paper bag looks relatively clean, but it has two holes dug out at the position of the eyes, revealing the iron-gray eyes at the back, making it look even funnier.

"Does he look like he came out of a KFC commercial?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but complain.

"I think he might also be the Dark Lord. After all, no one said that the Dark Lord can't be a comedy character, right..." Although she knew that this guy couldn't be the Dark Lord, Xia Mi still tried to save some face for herself.

"What a coincidence, I know this guy too." Lu Mingfei said.

Finkel! Do you think I can't recognize you if you put on a KFC paper bag? Lu Mingfei complained in his heart.

But he couldn't understand why Finkel came here.

He knew that Fingel's identity was not simple, and he also knew that Fingel was the vice-principal's disciple, so he couldn't understand why Fingel came here - he and the principal had told the vice-principal and Beowulf chief about the use of the fake keel cross for fishing.

Logically speaking, the vice-principal should not have told Finkel the truth about the matter, nor should he have let him come here.

After watching Finger walk into the church, Lu Mingfei looked at Xia Mi and said, "Junior sister, can you do it? Will there really be a dark monarch coming?"

Xia Mi was silent.

"Hey! Another person is coming..." Xia Mi looked at the third figure walking over from a distance, "This must be it!"

The third person was wearing a light grey suit, a Florentine white shirt, and a silver grey scarf, looking like he had just come from a cocktail party. His golden and sea blue eyes were particularly eye-catching even at night.

Lu Mingfei looked at it carefully and said, "Don't think about it, this is not it."

"How can you be sure?" Xia Mi asked stubbornly.

“I know this one too.” Lu Mingfei said.

"How come you know all the people who went to the ice cellar and attacked Dragon Bone Cross! And you still say you are not a villain!" Xia Mi complained.

"After the principal reported the discovery of the Dragon Bone Cross back to the school, in order to expand the scope of the fishing, he naturally did not hide it from the secret party families. Therefore, the elder families and the school board families had already sent delegations to the academy in advance to discuss how to deal with it as soon as the Dragon Bone Cross was delivered. In fact, to put it bluntly, they were just arguing with each other over the division of the cake," Lu Mingfei pointed to the third figure, "He is the secretary of the Gattuso family delegation. I think his name is Percy. I have seen his information."

Xia Mi looked up at the sky in silence.

Was her prediction wrong?

Impossible! As the smartest Dragon King, how could she make a mistake in her prediction?
"Wait, someone else is coming." Lu Mingfei said.

"It should be this time... Damn, it's not!" Xia Mi's eyes twitched.

Not to mention Lu Mingfei, she also knew the person who came this time - the Beowulf chief who was currently assisting in the principal's affairs in the school.

There are few people in the school who don't know this old guy, and Xia Mi has naturally collected his information.

"Wait!" Lu Mingfei pressed Xia Mi's shoulder, "Be careful, something is wrong this time..."

Xia Mi glanced at Lu Mingfei and retreated silently like him, hiding herself in the shadow of the cross at the top of the church and watching Chief Beowulf walk in.

It was not until Beowulf entered the church that Xia Mi asked, "What's wrong?"

"Chief Beowulf himself is part of the fishing plan," Lu Mingfei said, "According to the plan, he, the principal, and the vice-principal should have been waiting in the ice cellar earlier tonight."

"You mean, this Beowulf is fake, and the real Beowulf has been in the ice cellar for a long time?" Xia Mi raised her eyebrows.

"Yes." Lu Mingfei nodded.

"A disguise that is enough to deceive me... It turns out to be the Dark Lord!" Xia Mi's eyes lit up and she breathed a sigh of relief - as expected, her prediction was not wrong.

"You seem relieved."

"Ange and that alchemist are also in the ice cellar?" Xia Mi changed the subject.

"Yes, the vice-president is going to activate the alchemical matrix inside - it is a super matrix that can fight against the second-generation species and weaken the first-generation species after activation," Lu Mingfei said, "If it weren't for this kind of protection, they wouldn't dare to use the dragon bone cross to fish in the ice cellar."

"If Ange, the vice-principal and Beowulf are all inside, then the three people who went in first..." Xia Mi suddenly thought of something.

Lu Mingfei spread his hands: "I think it's probably dangerous."

……

In the ice cellar.

Jiude Mai looked at the scene in front of her expressionlessly——

Ange, holding a folding knife, stood in the middle. On the left side of his body was Chief Beowulf, holding a crystal-like four-color elemental sword. On the right side was a middle-aged fat uncle dressed like a cowboy and holding an alchemical revolver.

She turned around and looked at the two people not far away from her——

A idiot with a KFC paper bag on his head and a pretty boy in a suit.

It's over. Jiude Mai knew that the risk factor of this mission was very high, but she didn't expect it to be so high - the people standing in front of her now were probably the three strongest people in the entire Western hybrid world!

She had just sneaked into the ice cellar and had not had time to see what the dragon bone cross looked like before she ran head-on into Ange and his two companions.

Then, two ignorant young men rushed into the other two passages.

"Sigh..." Jude Mai sighed.

"Ah..." Ange sighed.

"Hey! Why are you sighing?" Jiude Mai was not very respectful to the legendary dragon slayer.

"None of you three is a dragon, right?" Angé's eyes twitched.

He couldn't see through the dragon's disguise, but just by looking at the expressions of Jiude Mai and Percy, he knew that these two couldn't be dragons - any dragon with a higher bloodline would not show such a desperate expression of "I think I'm going to die here today".

Percy took a step forward, trying to maintain his demeanor, bowed slightly, and then said, "Principal Angers, what is going on? As a representative of the Gattuso family, I followed the orders of the acting patriarch and entered the ice cellar with a white card representing the authority of the school director to inspect the dragon bone cross with the authority that a school director should have. However, this incomprehensible situation has occurred. I hope that as the principal, you can give a reasonable explanation..."

Even though she was quite a distance away from Percy, Jiude Mai still subconsciously took two steps away from Percy.

The next moment, a loud shout broke out: "Explain your uncle!"

The majestic figure rolled up the air flow and instantly appeared in front of Percy and punched him.

Percy subconsciously fought back with his knife. No one knew which fighting style in the world he had learned, but this knife attack was indeed extremely sharp and blocked the wrist of Beowulf's chief.

Chief Beowulf roared angrily, his shoulders shook, and the muscles on his arms swelled instantly, making his entire arm twice as thick. Before Percy could see clearly what happened, he only felt an unfamiliar feeling of weightlessness, followed by a sharp pain in his chin.

Beowulf took a step forward and raised his other leg suddenly, pressing his knee against Percy's waist, making it impossible for him to maintain balance by using his waist strength. He grabbed Percy's clothes on his chest with his big hand that was big enough to wrap around half a basketball and threw him to the ground!
"Puff--cough--" Percy, who was thrown to the ground, bounced up and fell down again, almost dying.

The person wearing a KFC mask next to him gasped.

"Huh? What? You want to fight with me too?" Chief Beowulf stepped on Percy's chest and turned to look at Mr. Kentucky.

Mr. Kentucky raised his hands simply and said, "Surrender!"

Are you kidding? Using the bronze throne to fight against the immortal, only someone who is tired of living would do such a thing.

Jiude Mai was a little disappointed. Although the guy wearing the KFC mask was a little funny, he looked quite powerful. If he fought with Beowulf, she should have a chance to escape in the chaos...

"Don't even think about it. You can't escape," Ange's voice came from behind Jiude Mai. "If I could let you escape, the three of us old men would retire early and enjoy our remaining years."

Jude Mai: ...

As a top ninja, she experienced for the first time what it meant to feel like a thorn in the back.

In front of Ange, she, a ninja known for her elusiveness, couldn't even react.

Chief Beowulf grabbed Percy's leg and dragged him towards the vice-principal, complaining, "What's going on? The ones who should have come didn't come, but the little mice that shouldn't have come came out in droves..."

"Wait a minute!" The vice-president suddenly spoke, staring at Beowulf, "Old friend, are you a human or a dragon?"

Beowulf was stunned for a moment, then he cursed: "Flamel, has your brain been damaged by mercury?"

"If you're not a dragon," the vice-principal swallowed and pointed behind Beowulf, "then the one behind you is a dragon."

Beowulf's head whipped around.

Behind him, in the passage leading to the ice cellar, a figure exactly like him walked out, but his footsteps landed silently, so he didn't even notice.

Almost at the same time Beowulf turned his head, Ange behind Jiude Mai disappeared, and a vague figure appeared next to "Beowulf" at the entrance of the passage, swinging a bloody folding knife and slashing down.

"Ding--"

The crisp sound spread out like water waves. Originally, the ditches around the ice cellar were flowing with refined mercury solution as the driving force of the alchemical matrix, but at this moment, these mercury solutions seemed to boil up in an instant.

Ange appeared beside the real Beowulf chieftain, holding a folding knife, his arms trembling slightly.

He stared at "Beowulf" who came out of the passage. At this moment, a slender tail was extended from his back. It looked almost the same as the whip used by herdsmen, except for the blade-like bony tip at the end - it was the tail that collided with Ange's folding knife and bounced it away, leaving only a scratch-like mark on the surface.

"Second generation?" Chief Beowulf threw Persey, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, aside and asked Ange in a low voice.

"It's hard to say, maybe more than that." Quietly, Ange had entered the second blood explosion, and scales appeared silently on his body.

It's not like he hasn't seen second-generation species before, but none of them could use the bone spurs on their bodies to fight against the folding knife in his hand, and could only scratch them!

A deep and solemn dragon language sounded, but it did not come from the mouth of the dragon in front of him, but from the vice-president in the back who was chanting loudly.

As he sang, the blue mercury solution in the ice cellar began to flow rapidly, as if it had transformed from a calm ditch into miniature rivers, emitting dots of fluorescence.

The fluorescent light outlined a half-dead, half-thriving world tree in the ice cellar, and a magnificent domain instantly enveloped the empty underground space.

The dragons screamed loudly, but they spoke in human language: "Devoured Dragon Bone Cross! You lowly scum, you have done the most stupid thing!"

As it roared, its body suddenly expanded and turned into a dragon man nearly five meters tall...

As it spread its membrane wings, lightning spread in the air like branches. Wherever it passed, the power of the alchemical matrix was torn apart. The metal ground beneath its feet was peeled off layer by layer like feathers, flying in the air.

Jiude Mai, Mr. Kentucky and Percy, who had just crawled up from the ground, all wisely crawled behind the "bunker" - the ice cellar contained a large number of priceless items, some of which were known for their "solidity", such as sarcophagi, statues or bronze tablets, but at the moment they could not bring any sense of security as bunkers.

"Let's go together..." Angé whispered.

He couldn't activate the third blood explosion because he needed to retain some of his sanity and share the effect of "Time Zero" with Beowulf...

The dragon roared loudly, and the surrounding lightning spread for dozens of meters, leaving red-hot marks on the metal ground with every step.

Its domain clashed with the domain of the alchemical matrix. A layer of spherical gas visible to the naked eye emerged around it. Sharp explosions were heard continuously, as if a thousand machine guns were firing around it.

"It's so noisy!" A heavy metal block came from a certain direction, piercing through the lightning that spread for dozens of meters around, breaking through its territory, and hitting the dragon accurately, causing it to stagger.

The atmosphere became quiet for a moment.

Lu Mingfei yawned as he walked out of the corridor and greeted Ange: "Good evening, Principal."

The dragon that was hit by Lu Mingfei slowly turned its head and stared at the boy who attacked it without knowing the consequences.

It flapped its membrane wings violently and rushed towards Lu Mingfei. The air in front of him condensed into a wall, like a mountain pressing down on him.

Lu Mingfei grabbed the metal box behind him and smashed it to the ground. With a series of mechanical sounds, the long metal box opened to both sides like a fan, revealing seven metal swords. The dragon roars from the mechanisms became louder, as if a group of dragons were playing music with their roars.

The dragon that was almost rushing in front of Lu Mingfei suddenly stopped.

(End of this chapter)