Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 360 Holy crap, huh?!

Meanwhile, while Lu Mingfei was chatting with the people from Kassel College, Old Tang had already turned around and headed towards the mountains with Constantine.

There were no roads in the mountains, but that didn't stop them from traversing them, after all, they were kings of bronze and fire, and riding the wind on their swords was a piece of cake.

Old Tang has only just taken over and hasn't yet adapted to the transformation from a poor student to a genius. He can't run two, three, or even N accounts like that freak Lu Mingfei.

Far from the riverbank, the two brothers walked side by side on the rugged mountain path, but they did not go far. They reached a cliff and looked out at the research vessel on the river.

Constantine's injuries have healed with Lu Mingfei's help, but these are only external injuries. He has just woken up from his deep sleep, and he was already somewhat malnourished and then got a beating, so he is really empty inside.

Fortunately, they found his lost brother, and the emotional satisfaction filled the void in his body.

Almost as soon as he was a little away from the crowd, he couldn't wait to ask Old Tang how he had been all these years since he left, without asking at all why Old Tang had chosen to leave in the first place, or why he had never come back to find him.

Feeling guilty about this, Lao Tang recounted his experiences over the years.

After leaving Bronze City, he lived in a daze for a while, and then inexplicably boarded a ship to smuggle people to America. He was eventually adopted by a kind old man, and his memories became clear. After the old man passed away, he lived a solitary life until he finally found his way back with the help of Lu Mingfei.

Constantine listened silently, his deep black eyes fixed on Old Tang, and suddenly felt that his brother seemed a little unfamiliar.

"What's wrong?" Old Tang noticed that his younger brother's eyes were a little strange, and he kept looking at his face. So he touched his face and asked, "Did you get something dirty on you?"

Constantine shook his head and gave a gentle smile: "I'm just a little surprised, brother, you've changed a lot."

"If it were you in the past, you wouldn't even mention your experiences interacting with humans, let alone show such a gentle smile."

The Bronze and Fire King is a tyrannical king; Norton is the one who practices tyranny, and Constantine is the one who aids and abets him.

In the pre-Christian era, the four elemental monarchs fell into a deep slumber. After the dragons' rule was overthrown by humans, Norton always sought revenge against them, but he failed in both Northern Europe and China.

This hatred has always lingered in his heart and has never ceased. Every time he awakens, he immediately summons his old troops and waves his battle flag to launch a war against humanity.

This time, however, the situation was clearly different from before. He was even able to say with a smile that he had received a lot of care from the old man.

If Constantine hadn't been able to sense the shared dragon blood and soul resonance with Donald, he might have genuinely suspected that his brother had been possessed by something evil.

He could never have imagined that the accumulated power of the Bronze and Fire King over ten thousand years would be completely absorbed by a goofy personality who had only existed for less than half a century.

Logically speaking, such an act of using a babbling brook to connect with the vast ocean is tantamount to suicide; one would be overwhelmed by the boundless memories in the first instant, and one's personality would collapse in the second.

But, well, Old Tang has a cheat code.

Upon hearing this, Old Tang simply smiled and said, "People change, and so do dragons."

He is an American of Chinese descent who has received a predominantly American education since childhood. His moral values ​​are somewhat weak, and he doesn't feel like he's usurping Norton's position or taking his brother's place.

Norton is who he is, he is Old Tang, what he says is what he says, the right of interpretation is in his own hands, why should others interfere?

And it's clear that Constantine prefers this kind of brother; at least compared to his previous brother who always maintained a dignified and unsmiling demeanor, this one is much more approachable.

"That brother has really changed a lot," Constantine remarked, watching Lu Mingfei and his men land on the research vessel in the distance. He finally couldn't help but ask:
"Is it because of that person?"

He could sense that the human named Lu Mingfei held a very important place in his brother's heart, even comparable to himself.

After all, in the tens of thousands of years before, he had never heard his brother call him "Kang Kang" once; he had always called him by his full name.

Old Tang nodded frankly: "Part of it."

He didn't expect Constantine to understand the reason for his change right away. After all, Constantine had never experienced being a human being in his long life. He would just slowly guide him to understand in the future.

“But he just killed Jair and almost killed Samson too.” Constantine then remembered the two loyal dragon servants.

If he hadn't stopped him in time, Samson would probably be beheaded by now.

"Didn't Yar leave any cocoons?" Old Tang was deeply involved in the battle between the Saha world and Norton himself at the time and did not know the details of the battle outside, but he still retrieved information about the two dragon attendants, Yar and Samson, from his memory. Both were loyal ministers who devoted themselves to the King of Bronze and Fire until their dying breath.

Constantine shook his head, recalling the image of Jair turning into crystal fragments and falling before his eyes, a hint of fear still lingering in his eyes:

“Lu Mingfei used the judgment method, and Jair’s spirit was annihilated before it could be transferred.”

The Judgment can disregard everything and deliver a fatal blow to those whose bloodline is lower than its own. Even if Lu Mingfei takes a direct hit from the Judgment, he will be seriously injured, and that is only if Lu Mingfei holds back his strength.

Otherwise, given his congenitally flawed physique, he would probably be killed the moment he showed his face, unless he hatched a complete dragon body.

"So powerful?" Old Tang raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. He had only known that Mingming and his girlfriend were fierce, but he hadn't expected them to be this powerful, even able to forcibly interrupt the cocooning process of a pure-blooded dragon.

Constantine felt that his brother's change was indeed earth-shattering. This was their most loyal dragon servant, and there was no possibility of him being revived. In the past, he would have found a way to kill the dragon killer, or at least take revenge if he couldn't kill him. How could he now praise the other party's skill?

That despicable Lu Mingfei, what exactly did you do to my brother?!

Constantine, feeling his position was in jeopardy, believed that Lu Mingfei must have misled his brother, perhaps using his superior martial arts skills to ruin him into this state.

The thought of his brother succumbing to Lu Mingfei's tyranny filled Constantine with guilt. He secretly resented why he had awakened so slowly. If he had hatched earlier, his brother could have devoured him, turning him into his complete form, and he would no longer fear anyone.

Just as Constantine's thinking was gradually becoming more enlightened, Old Tang put his arm around his shoulder and pointed to the mountains and rivers ahead:

"Constantine, our time has passed. Now it is humankind's turn to be in charge."

"In the years we have been asleep, humanity has developed terrifying military capabilities far beyond anything we have ever seen before."

"A single nuclear bomb from humanity can cause a disaster comparable to our world-destroying spirit, the Candle Dragon, and the subsequent radiation damage will be even more terrifying."

"It takes us a long time to launch a Zhulong, but humans only need to press a launch button to launch a nuclear missile."

We need to pause after each use of the Candle Dragon to condense the second one, but the number of nuclear weapons currently in existence is conservatively estimated to be over 20,000. If they wanted to, they could use nuclear weapons to plow the earth at any time.

By the way, the ones controlling the nuclear launch button aren't the hybrids, but the ordinary humans.

Constantine listened to Old Tang's earnest words with a sense of disbelief. After all, in his memory, except for a very few individuals, humans had no choice but to kneel down and wait for death when they encountered pure-blooded dragons.

Even when that mixed-race man named Liu Xiu led a mixed-race alliance to attack them, he could only flee in panic in front of Zhulong.

How come when he woke up, there were 20,000 nuclear bombs comparable to the Candle Dragon, hanging like the Sword of Damocles over the heads of all intelligent beings on Earth? Before he could fully digest all this, Old Tang sighed again: "A few days ago, before you woke up, the White King also died."

Constantine, too preoccupied to care why the White King, who had been reduced to ashes long ago, had come back to life, simply looked at his brother and asked with difficulty, "Did he die from a human nuclear bomb?"

"No, he died at Mingming's hands. The method was extremely cruel. All eight of his heads were chopped off, and his bones were crushed to ashes, leaving not a single hair behind." Old Tang sighed. "However, Bai Wang's grave was bombed by a nuclear bomb. I heard that even the seabed was destroyed."

After listening to Old Tang's story, Constantine fell silent. He had been full of questions that he wanted to ask, but now he had no mood to say them.

Only after Lu Mingfei bid farewell to the crew on the research vessel and ascended into the sky did he speak softly:

"Brother, how feasible is it to create a nuclear bomb using alchemy?"

"Zero!" Old Tang pressed down on his imaginative younger brother's head, ruffled his long hair, and looked at Lu Mingfei, who had vanished into the night in an instant, reminding him:
"Don't think too much about it. There's plenty of time ahead. You can gradually get to know it, and you'll find that this world is actually quite interesting."

Lu Mingfei has already joined them. Later, they'll need to come up with an explanation for how the two of them went out to slay a dragon and also found their long-lost younger brother.

"Is there still a long time...?" Constantine murmured to himself, a worried look on his face, as he watched his brother's retreating figure.
"But Ragnarok is not far off."

Thousands of years ago, before he fell into slumber, his brother told him that the next time he awoke, he might face Ragnarok.

Upon hearing this, Old Tang turned to look at him, revealing a confident smile:

"Don't worry about Ragnarok. The strongest person is already in the formation. He will lead us through the final calamity."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Mingfei's figure, who had arrived by riding the board, appeared from the void. He dispelled his Netherworld Domain and looked at the two brothers, whose clothes were disheveled, and asked curiously, "What calamity?"

"No, we're talking about an open-world adventure game where the main characters will eventually face an apocalyptic catastrophe," Old Tang chuckled.

Seeing that the steel plate under Lu Mingfei's feet was large enough to hold several more people, he pulled Constantine and jumped onto it.

"Let's go, let's go back. I'm all sticky and dirty. I need to go back and take a shower right away."

Lu Mingfei had actually heard it, but Ragnarok, in mythology, is about the black dragon Nidhogg gnawing off the roots of the World Tree. In reality, it's about Ragnarok winning the resurrection tournament, just like how the White King needs to devour the White King's bloodline to replenish himself, and then wiping out all the dragons and hybrids in the world.

What kind of Yhwach behavior is this!

Suddenly dragged onto Lu Mingfei's pirate ship, Constantine found himself standing on a steel plate with his former "enemy," with whom he had just fought to the death. Still somewhat dazed, he saw that Lu Mingfei seemed completely unconcerned about what had just happened, so he didn't bring it up again. Instead, he stared thoughtfully at Lu Mingfei's back.

Norton never allied with anyone in his life. He was stubborn, self-willed, and suspicious. In modern terms, he was a bit paranoid. So he specially forged the Seven Deadly Sins, which could even kill the Dragon King.

Constantine knew his brother best, which is why he couldn't understand how his brother could be so certain that Lu Mingfei could lead them to the other side.

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"Mingming, what were you talking about with them just now? You were chattering away for so long." Old Tang huddled behind Lu Mingfei to avoid the wind, his metal-plated jacket rustling in the wind.

There was nothing he could do; his clothes were ripped apart by the Kusanagi Sword and then soaked with Constantine's dragon blood, making them unwearable.

Although I took the opportunity to wash it when everything settled down, it was just for show. If the blood of the Dragon King could be washed so easily, it wouldn't be called the blood of the Dragon King.

Fortunately, he had already mastered the power of the King of Bronze and Fire, and using the materials available, he created two metal shirts and trousers in a furnace.

Constantine was brand new, and initially, his body had many dragon-like features, which was fine. But after entering the mountains, he started showing off his bird in public.

Old Tang doted on his younger brother and certainly couldn't let him go around naked, so he had a set custom-made for him.

Lu Mingfei recounted the conversation as it was, asking Old Tang and Constantine to come up with a way to hide the Bronze City again.

"That's easy, just throw a Judgment into the water, right?" Old Tang still remembered the scene last night when Lu Mingfei used the Judgment as a drilling machine in Wushan.

"Idiot, do you think this can be used casually?" Lu Mingfei glanced at him sideways. If it were really that simple, he would have just done it casually earlier, instead of running back to ask them.

Seeing the two arguing, Constantine offered a solution: "You can hide it in the Nibelungen."

It is almost impossible to enter Nibelungen without the key. Even though the Kassel College knows that there are dragons here, they can only watch helplessly until they find the key.

Samson could handle this; he could simply activate the Bronze City.

Hearing this, Lu Mingfei glanced at Lao Tang with disdain, and then asked, "Lao Kang, what happened before? Why did Samson end up at the reservoir?"

Around dusk, Kassel College detected an unusual signal. When they came to investigate, they were chased by the dragon servant Ya'er and almost got surrounded by Samson. There must be some story behind this.

"The bloodline of the Lord of the Sea and Water has appeared near Bronze City, and is even holding a sacrifice on the top of Bronze City. Samson has gone out to hunt him down." Constantine was furious just thinking about it. This was no different from his mortal enemy's watchdog defecating on his own roof, disgusting to the core.

"Kill him?" Lu Mingfei frowned. The situation was getting more and more complicated. How did the Water King get involved as well?

Didn't Aze say that the unlucky dragon was blown away by Angers' nuclear bomb?
It came back to life so quickly?
Wait a minute, the one who almost wiped out Fingel's team in the Greenland Sea was also apparently the Water King, and that Water King is also connected to the Gattuso family, who in turn have ties to Odin...

The case is solved! It's Odin from the ditch again!
Constantine shook his head. Since it concerned the other dragon kings, he pressed on, "Brother said before that Odin betrayed him. What's going on? Have they already revived and started plotting against us?"

"That's how it is at present," Lu Mingfei nodded.

“Odin and Leviathan were close before, and now they must have joined forces.” Constantine was getting anxious.

Odin is the most powerful warrior among them, and he is the kind of ruthless person who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

Normally, to safely survive Ragnarok, the twins must reunite and become whole again. Back then, he kept asking his brother to eat him, but his brother refused. If it were Odin, he would probably have already sharpened his knife and turned against his brother without even mentioning it.

Therefore, what they are facing now is very likely Odin in his complete form.

Moreover, it was Odin who was allied with Leviathan.

No, we must find Jormungandr. The Lord of Earth and Mountains and the Lord of Bronze and Fire have always had a good relationship. With Jormungandr's wisdom, he can surely come up with a way to break this deadlock.

Thinking this, the three of them returned to the sky above the riverside guesthouse. Constantine, who had been frowning, suddenly sensed a familiar presence. Looking down, he met the gaze of a girl standing shoulder to shoulder with a human man in the courtyard below.

The girl's long, ink-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her features were exquisite and beautiful, and her face had a touch of baby fat. Whether judged by human or dragon standards, apart from her slightly unfortunate figure, she could be described as an unparalleled beauty.

The only thing hard to describe was the expression on his face; it looked like the sky had fallen.

Constantine met her gaze, his eyes gradually twitching.

Holy crap! Jormungandr?!
(End of this chapter)