Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 323 Wings of Mourning

Every collision was like a solar flare. Every explosion made the earth mourn. Violent energy fluctuations swept everything around. The two micro worlds began to entangle and erode.

Lu Mingze was shocked to find that even after absorbing the Dragon Bone Cross to make up for the defects of Jiude Mai's ascension to godhood and completely taking back the authority of the White King, he was still at a disadvantage!

Not only that, as the two men clashed, he discovered that the alien world behind his opponent was being perfected at a terrifying speed, and Lu Ke seemed to be using some special ability to quickly analyze the "realm" behind him!
Structure, steps, techniques, he was like a glutton greedily absorbing Lu Mingze's nutrients, turning the other's things into his own bit by bit, and he was constantly growing.

Lu Mingze suddenly had a terrifying guess, that is, if Lu Ke was not learning the means of forming the new "realm" of his world, he would have crushed himself directly from the beginning!
that's the truth.

Lu Ke continuously absorbed the elemental turbulence generated by the collision between the two into his own semi-finished divine domain. If it were not for this reason, the disaster caused by the two would never be limited to the vicinity.

As more and more of the four elements of earth, water, wind and fire mixed with "spirits" appeared in the alien space, everything became more and more real. The four elements began to sink and float up according to their respective functions, like a small creation.

The dark brown soil filled the ground, becoming solid and hard, becoming the cornerstone of space. The air began to become moist and fresh, plants broke through the soil, rivers and lakes slowly emerged, bringing the breath of life, and then everything began to flow. Everything fell into a cycle of rebirth, growth, and death. Finally, a sun slowly and laboriously emerged in the sky, spreading light and heat all over the earth, injecting endless power into this cycle!

As the world became real, Lu Mingze's realm was constantly being eroded. Amid the crackling sound of shattering, he finally couldn't help but roar in anger.

"Where is the backup plan you mentioned? If we don't act now, we'll all die together!"

Odin next to him was hit so hard that his health was almost gone. His armor and the dragon scales inside were destroyed, all the bones in his body were shattered, and his organs were severely damaged. He only survived because of the Dragon King's self-healing ability, but his recovery speed was already extremely slow.

Hearing this, he reluctantly turned his bloody eyes away and raised his hand with difficulty. A huge water curtain appeared, reflecting the picture. It was lush trees, and a complex of buildings with elegant and solemn European style and simple and majestic modern architecture. The picture moved forward, revealing the magnificent gate of Kassel College.

In the thick and impenetrable darkness, a bitter cold wind began to blow, and the breath of death continued to approach the academy. Flowers and plants withered, trees died, dark shadows emerged, and hundreds or thousands of pairs of golden eyes were lit up in the night.

The shadows are of different heights and shapes, some are slim and attractive, some are masculine and powerful, some are as majestic as knights, and some are as elegant as mages. Each shadow wears a mask, and the exposed parts of the body show obvious dragon-like features.

Deadpool!

Moreover, among the extremely high-level dragon-type Deadpools, the weakest ones in terms of aura are the fallen Deadpools of A+ grade and above hybrids. Some even have such strong auras that they look like ancient dragons in human form. Those are pure-blooded dragons above the third generation that have transformed into human form.

The Deadpools released by Odin before were nothing more than miscellaneous soldiers who were not worthy of entering Valhalla and were cannon fodder used to set off smoke bombs. These are the real legions collected by the God-King to deal with Ragnarok. Over the endless years, the strong ones were selected and given trials and love. They are the real warriors guided by the Valkyrie!

At this moment, the mighty army lowered their heads, prostrated themselves on the ground, and a shorter figure walked out slowly, confident and indecisive. His height could not affect his incomparably noble aura, and even the onlookers would feel that it was natural for those high-level Deadpools and pure-blooded ancient dragons to bow to him.

He was a handsome young man with soft features, soft black hair, and a peaceful and beautiful look. Unlike other Deadpools, he did not wear an Odin mask. His eyes fell on the three words "Cassell", as if he was reminiscing about the past.

Another Dragon King!
Apart from Fenrir, the King of Earth and Mountains, who was trapped in the Nibelungen in the Beijing subway station, he was the last of the first generation, the other one besides the black snake on the throne of the King of Ocean and Water.

He has another name—Li Wu Yue!

The Dragon King who killed Menech Cassel and other original members of the secret party, and the culprit of the Summer Mourning incident.

Luke, who was in an overwhelming advantage, spared a moment to look at the boy reflected in the water curtain with a look of surprise. Odin, this old bastard, was really diligent.

"I didn't expect that you have contacted other dragon kings besides Jörmungandr."

Odin coughed up blood mixed with internal organs, and slowly spoke to Luke who was constantly encroaching on the Lumingze Realm, "This is all thanks to the bait you spread on the hunter website. Even the slightest clue about the White King's affairs will attract the Dragon Kings... I didn't expect you to do this, just like I didn't expect you to take action the first time you saw me."

"You are too willful and too powerful. If you rush back now, you should still be able to save some people."

Even without considering the combat power of Dragon King Li Wu Yue, the heroic spirits he had collected over thousands of years could wipe out Kassel Academy. This was an estimate he made as the school director after balancing the combat power of both sides.

Even if we can't force Lu Ke to leave, at least we can distract him.

"But, I refuse!"

Lu Ke gave the answer very straightforwardly. The other dimension behind him became real at a faster speed, crushing Lu Mingze step by step with an indescribable terrifying mass. Lu Mingze let out a deafening roar, but still could only keep retreating. Cracks began to appear on Bai Wang's flawless body, and the blood exploded into blood mist as soon as it flowed out.

Odin was not panicked by Luke's refusal. He was sure that Luke was not as calm as he seemed. Even if Luke really didn't care about the professors and colleagues at Kassel College, he still had to consider his companions in the hostel.

"Since you don't care about the lives of those people, let the secret party, Kassel Academy and the Dragon Slayer become history."

Hearing this, Lu Ke curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"I'm not going back because there's a handsome old man there waiting for revenge."

...Casell College, suburban Chicago.

It was late at night and the air was freezing cold when Flamel, the night watchman on the bell tower, woke up from his dream. Even though he was not a fighter, his excellent bloodline gave him sharper senses than most wild beasts.

Something is approaching!
The next moment he felt a biting chill, with frost, death and storm. The "Discipline" was invaded. Some invaders who exceeded the limit of the discipline launched a new area to fight back, causing the scope of the discipline's ineffectiveness to continue to expand!
Without any hesitation, he pressed the emergency button. Blood-red police lights flashed throughout the school, waking up everyone in the college. Then Norma's serious voice echoed throughout the college.

"Red alert status! Red alert status! Dragon invasion! Dragon invasion! Freshmen, hide in a safe place. Students who have passed the battlefield survival course, come and get your weapons immediately. You are allowed to use alchemical weapons, load them with live ammunition, and you are allowed to shoot!"

The sudden alarm caused the students to panic. After all, most of them had never been on the battlefield to truly face dragons and death. When they heard about the use of alchemical equipment and live ammunition, they realized that the incoming enemy was not simple and that even their lives would be threatened in this battle.

But they were mixed-bloods who had received a good education, and they soon calmed down. Those without combat capabilities immediately sought shelter, while those with combat capabilities quickly collected equipment from the equipment department and prepared to fight the enemy. Among them, the Lionheart Society and the Student Union were naturally the fastest.

The two waves of elites who usually don't get along met in the equipment department, but this time there was no bickering on both sides. Everyone's face was full of solemnity. After a simple nod, they received their equipment in an orderly manner and rushed to the invasion site.

Then this wave of elite soldiers saw the enemies invading from the main gate without any cover. After discovering the dragon features on the Deadpools, both the elites of the Student Union and the mighty Lionheart Society turned pale. I'm afraid that each of the Deadpools with such amazing dragon features is not inferior to their respective leaders, who are opponents of the same level as Chu Zihang and Caesar.

Can you imagine the horror of hundreds or thousands of Chu Zihang and Caesar becoming opponents? And they are not afraid of bullets and injuries, and will not be threatened or restricted.

If you look more closely, you will feel the awe of the ancient dragons surrounded by the Deadpools. That is a miracle that even the hybrids cannot completely achieve even with their blood explosions, but one pure-blooded ancient dragon after another just appeared.

The half-bloods took it upon themselves to slay dragons, but they never imagined that their first time on the battlefield would be such a big deal, leaving them completely powerless to resist.

The leading boy who overwhelmed the last steadfast will was clearly just a young boy with a sense of immaturity, but every half-blood who met his gaze was intimidated by an irresistible majesty and could only tremble and lower their heads. The part belonging to the dragon clan forced them to kneel down.

Dragon King!

Their minds were blank, and the alchemical swords in their hands were so heavy that they couldn't lift them up to resist. The war was over in an instant.

"How sad."

The boy spoke softly, "Hybrids are sandwiched between humans and dragons. Humans will not recognize you and accept you, and dragons will only treat you as lowly servants. What is the meaning of your existence?"

His domain suppressed the commandments and was still expanding step by step. The students' spirits were awakened, but the next moment they trembled under the king's majesty. Facing an absolute controller of elements, a Dragon King, being able to activate a domain was something that only the outstanding people with excellent bloodlines and strong willpower could do.

"Go ahead and destroy this place."

The boy looked away with disgust and gave the order. The deadpools who had been waiting for a long time had bloodthirsty light in their eyes. They opened their mouths, revealing their sharp teeth, and pounced on the students who were intimidated by the king and had no power to resist.

A fishy smell came over, but time seemed to stop for a moment.

The Deadpools who pounced forward first stopped, bloody threads appeared on their necks, and then their heads fell to the ground without any resistance, as if time was suddenly cut off.

The students who were suppressed by fear and majesty raised their heads and straightened their bodies as if they had received a shot of cardiotonic. Some of them cried out in surprise that a figure had appeared in front of them without them knowing when.

"It's the principal!"

He was an old man with white hair and beard, his face like a dead tree showed his age, light danced in his silver-grey eyes, his white hair was combed neatly, and a black suit was wrapped around his still tall and straight body. A bright red rose was inserted in his breast pocket, as if he was being buried and commemorated.

Ange Jean Hilbert, the only surviving member of the original secret party, the principal of Kassel Academy, a legend among dragon slayers, the only strong man that the Japanese branch once feared, and Luke's nominal mentor.

A folding knife engraved with intricate patterns was flying in his hand, and he gave the boy a creepy smile, which was full of grief, excitement, hatred and remembrance.

"I never thought I'd see you again in my lifetime."

The boy glanced at the old man who was at the end of his life, but only uttered three words indifferently.

"who are you?"

"You don't remember me after a hundred years? It doesn't matter. The only thing I want to do now is to hold a grand memorial ceremony for my friends."

Ange's voice was as elusive as the whisper of a ghost in a well. The flame of revenge filled the body of this 130-year-old man, and his golden eyes were bright and dazzling.

"Let's use the blood of a dragon king as a farewell gift!"

(End of this chapter)