Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 380 Fenrir: My head is so itchy, is it time for my brain to grow?

The air inside the old train was slightly murky, pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. Fortunately, Lu Mingfei and the others had strong enough bloodlines that they could see in the dark without any lighting equipment.

"You've arranged quite a few guards here?" Lu Mingfei's gaze pierced through the darkness and landed on the rear of the train.

The rear carriage was crammed with Deadpools dressed in tattered black clothes, crawling on the ground in the most humble posture, their crimson-gold eyes flashing with fear and awe.

These flesh-eating creatures didn't even have the courage to look up and look directly at you; they could only tremble and submit.

Xia Mi glanced at the dead servants; they were all old subordinates gathered before she fell into slumber, and their combat strength was truly pathetic.

When Chu Zihang arrives, it's like a match-3 puzzle game; when Fingel arrives, it's like a grass-cutting machine; only Caesar can put up a fight against them.

In the past, these Deadpools might have dared to kneel closer, but now, with three Dragon Kings and an unknown creature present, the fact that they didn't rush to jump off the train and escape into the tunnel shows they were already showing great consideration for the dignity of the King of Earth and Mountains.

"It's nothing special," she said softly, a hint of melancholy in her voice.

It wasn't that she didn't want to have a few second-generation dragons to guard the Dragon Tomb, just like the King of Bronze and Fire. It was just that after the rule of Western Europe was overthrown by humans, she and her brother came to the East, but they failed to develop a large power like Norton and Constantine.

At that time, the siblings were in the same state as the Norton brothers, having already emerged from their cocoons and awaiting rebirth. The Western Secret Society and the Church were searching for their cocoons with a frenzied, digging-the-ground-like madness. In desperation, their confidants had no choice but to risk their lives to cross the sea to the East with their cocoons.

Fortunately, they arrived in China during a period of great turmoil, with frequent changes of regime.

The dragon servants brought their cocoons to the Northern Wei, which was at its most stable and powerful at the time, and buried them in Youzhou, which is now the capital.

They slept underground for over a thousand years until a sudden attack more than three hundred years ago awoke them.

Upon discovering that his trusted dragon servant, the guardian of the tomb, had been murdered, and surrounded by layers of mixed-race beings, the King of Earth and Mountains, who had just awakened from his slumber, was enraged and directly triggered the world-shaking Wanggongchang Explosion.

In that catastrophic explosion, Xia Mi hastily gathered a group of surviving pure-blooded dragons and brought them into Nibelungen as guards to prevent outsiders from disturbing them. She then closed the entrance and fell into slumber once more.

It wasn't until the end of the 20th century that a charming and lovely young girl emerged from her cocoon.

Unlike Old Tang, who was a bit mentally challenged, Jormungandr, known for his intelligence, quickly regained his memory, figured out who was in charge in today's society, and tried his best to integrate into it.

At that time, she was in a difficult situation. Apart from the treasures she had collected from her previous burial and dragon servants, she had no one to rely on, no dragons to rely on, and no demons or monsters from Nibelungen dared to take out. She had to do everything herself.

Until one day, guided by fate, she traveled south and discovered Odin's trail.

So she stopped in that city shrouded in conspiracy and began to make careful plans.

Her original plan was to infiltrate the enemy's ranks, kill them with their own hands, and then reap the benefits. But Lu Mingfei appeared out of nowhere and ruined her plan.

Fortunately, she made the right move in her most important move. By benefiting from someone's influence, she can now choose to lie low and do nothing.

Thinking of this, Xia Mi couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. How could she, the Queen of the Earth and Mountains, have to rely on nepotism to get things done in the end?
This is like begging on your knees... Bah! This is like a seductive concubine who uses her beauty to please men and becomes arrogant because of their favor!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glare at Lu Mingfei.

"No, how did I touch a nerve?" Lu Mingfei felt completely bewildered; he hadn't even had a chance to say anything yet.

Xia Mi withdrew her gaze without making a sound, and walked forward into the engine control room. With her operation, the train emitted a muffled rumble and slowly entered the depths of the tunnel.

"Rumble--"

The train sped through the deep tunnel, and Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang huddled together chatting, discussing whether Xia Mi's Nest's art style leaned more towards Warcraft or StarCraft.

Constantine watched the two of them so inseparable, completely unable to understand or intervene, so he could only silently walk into the driver's seat and watch the slender girl expressionlessly study the various buttons on the control panel.

"What are you doing here?" Xia Mi glanced at him, not understanding why this hopeless brother-obsessed man would come looking for her when his brother was hanging out with other men.

Could it be that you want to see her for psychological counseling?
Sorry, this service is only available to certain individuals.

Constantine felt a bit awkward being outside, like a helpless younger brother, so he just randomly started a conversation:
"You and that Chu Zihang..."

"Stop!" Before he could finish speaking, Xia Mi glanced at him sideways: "Children shouldn't ask about adult matters."

Constantine: “…”

However, he was more than a thousand times older than that human male!

He felt a surge of anger, but since it was Jormungandr across from him, and this was their territory, his anger was fleeting, and he turned his concern to Fenrir:
"What's the specifics of Fenrir's situation? Aren't you worried he'll object to leaving him here alone as a dragon?"

You're the one who got left behind, has complaints but doesn't dare to speak up, right?
"What could he possibly have to say?" Xia Mi rolled her eyes inwardly.

This Kang Kang is such a loser. His older brother is almost snatched away and divided up, and he dares not say a word of anger.

If it were Fenrir, he would at least roar in dissatisfaction a couple of times, and only after being slapped a couple of times would he whine and groan in submission.

With that kind of personality, it's no wonder Norton wouldn't let him go out. In modern society, he'd be the kind of person who gets bullied outside but doesn't dare tell his parents, and can only hide under the covers at night and let his tears fall like pearls.

"So what's his condition?" Constantine, having been rebuffed, persisted in pressing Fenrir about his health.

He himself could not hatch a dragon body, so he envied Fenrir, who could maintain his dragon body and roar across the heavens and earth. Unfortunately, his brother did not allow him to play with Fenrir, and Xia Mi rarely took Fenrir out.

"Also, you don't have enough suitable alchemical materials in Nibelungen. If you don't have enough, you'll have to go back to Bronze City to get them, which will take a lot of time."

Moreover, there are a bunch of hybrids surrounding Bronze City right now, making it difficult to take the item out quietly.

"You'll find out soon enough," Xia Mi said, as the train finally left the dark tunnel and entered a vast space.

This is an infinitely vast, dark world, with countless golden points of light floating in the air like stars.

The dome is impossibly high, and the walls are impassable. As the train enters this space, it's like a snake crawling under the dome of St. Peter's Basilica.

The golden dots looked like a swarm of glowing fireflies. Dozens of railway tracks crisscrossed the ground. These tracks were originally designed to transport military supplies and were once loaded with heavy tanks. Now, only rusty tracks remain, extending in all directions like a spider web.

The train weaved through the "spider web" of wires and finally came to a slow stop in front of a spindle-shaped concrete platform.

The platform is right next to a man-made rock wall, covered with traces of mechanical construction, making it look like a place specifically for train maintenance.

However, this platform has been abandoned for many years and there are no trains that need to be inspected, only a purebred dragon that urgently needs "repair".

The moment the train doors opened, a yellow light suddenly illuminated the rock face, flickering slowly in the darkness.

Xia Mi stepped out, and instantly, the thick rock wall began to tremble. Fine cracks spread from the top down, and the entire mountainside was covered with cracks like shattered porcelain. Lu Mingfei, Lao Tang, and Constantine followed closely behind, stepping onto the platform. Gravel fell in a flurry, dust filled the air, and around the flickering yellow lamp, pieces of rock peeled away, as if some enormous creature was about to burst through the wall.

The train doors slowly closed, and the Dead Servants in the rear carriages were almost crushed by the tangible dragon's might. They clung tightly to the ground, their eyes filled with horror, wishing they could dig a hole and bury themselves inside.

What incredible luck! The Dragon Kings, whom we haven't seen for thousands of years, are here having a meeting!
boom--! ! !
The rock wall completely collapsed, and a giant snake-like black shadow slithered out from the crack, its bluish-black scales gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen in the dim light.

Lu Mingfei had seen the deformed Yamata no Orochi in Japan and the orthodox dragon in the Yangtze River, but the behemoth before him was far more magnificent than the White King and the Dragon Servant.

Its body exudes ancient majesty, and the opening and closing of each scale is accompanied by a metallic clang. Its bony face carries a kingly sense of oppression.

It raised its head and looked down at the four tiny figures below, its black wings slowly unfurling, its blood-red maw slightly open, as if it were about to unleash a roar that would shake the heavens and the earth.

However, the next moment, the dragon suddenly shrank its long neck, carefully tucked its raised claws into a corner, lowered its head to almost touching the ground, and its huge dragon eyes flashed with a flattering light as it looked at the petite girl walking towards it: "Sister, you're back?"

The sound was like thunder, yet it carried the pure joy of a child, just like a left-behind child who had finally seen his parents return home.

This single sentence eased the tension between Old Tang and Constantine, who had been on high alert just moments before. Sure enough, it was the same familiar feeling.

Lu Mingfei, on the other hand, curiously observed Fenrir. From the outside, he was indeed a qualified dragon king, but only if you didn't look at his eyes and actions.

At this moment, Fenrir pressed his head to the ground, his golden vertical pupils reflecting Xia Mi's figure. His posture resembled that of a cat acting cute, only his size was a bit too large.

"Yes, I'm back." Xia Mi didn't care about the thoughts of the three people behind her and reached out to pat Fenrir's big head that was sticking out in front of her.

The tiny hand was smaller than Fenrir's scales, yet it made the dragon squint comfortably. The dragon hummed softly, opened its blood-red maw, revealing a meter-long sharp tooth, and stretched out its long black tongue like a cat, trying to lick her.

"Snapped!"

The delicate hand that was gently stroking him just a second ago instantly turned into a slap, landing squarely on his nose.

"be honest!"

The force was just right, enough to daze without hurting his brain. Fenrir immediately retracted his tongue and obediently lay down, like a primary school student who had done something wrong.

Seeing this, Lu Mingfei leaned close to Old Tang and whispered, "Old Tang, you said Fenrir's brain isn't working properly, could it be because Xia Mi beat him up?"

Old Tang nodded in deep agreement: "That possibility cannot be ruled out. If Xia Mi has violent tendencies, will she abuse Old Chu in the future?"

With Chu Zihang's small frame, if Xia Mi punched him in the chest, he probably wouldn't be able to recover even if he fought back.

"It's alright, I can heal you, you won't be seriously injured." Lu Mingfei patted his chest, reassured that he would protect his good brother's life.

"That's good."

Hearing the loud chirping of the two shameless bastards behind her, Xia Mi's temples throbbed with rage, wishing she could unleash Fenrir to bite them on the spot.

Constantine, on the other hand, looked numb, his gaze towards Old Tang filled with nostalgia.

He wanted to take back what he said earlier; actually, his serious and old-fashioned older brother was quite nice too.

Unfortunately, I can't go back T^T
"Sister, who are they? They smell familiar." Fenrir asked in his deep, authoritative voice, but he showed no displeasure at the invasion of the Dragon King's territory. He simply looked at them with curiosity.

With just this one sentence, Lu Mingfei and his two companions knew that Fenrir had a serious problem.

Even the dragon's body has hatched, but its memories haven't fully returned.

Wait, it seems the dragon's body hasn't fully hatched yet. Lu Mingfei moved slightly to one side and found that only half of Fenrir's body was exposed. The other half still retained its skeletal form, gradually petrifying from the middle of the spine until it finally connected to the stone wall.

I've heard of the Sword in the Stone, but this is the first time I've ever seen the Dragon in the Stone.

“These are Constantine and Norton.” Xia Mi only mentioned two names, and Fenrir immediately seemed to have thought of something, raising his head slightly and turning fierce in his eyes.

The target wasn't the expressionless Constantine, but rather the smiling Old Tang.

Clearly, even though his memory had not fully returned, the name Norton instantly made him recognize the person.

My sister said we must never get close to him, because he has the same Dragon-Slaying Saber as Xie Xun, and he can kill dragons!

For a moment, Fenrir, who was about to breathe in the sun, suddenly looked puzzled, wondering why his sister had brought such a dangerous creature into the house.

Judging from the fact that his hands were empty and he wasn't carrying the Dragon Slayer Sword, he shouldn't be able to harm him and his sister.

Then, he turned his head and looked at Lu Mingfei, who had come up to him and was peering at him, and asked warily, "What are you going to do?"

As he spoke, he shoved his paws to the side, hiding several well-packaged bags of potato chips and an old-fashioned 18-inch color TV under his body. He stared at Lu Mingfei menacingly, as if guarding against him taking away his precious snacks and toys.

Looking at Xia Tian's half-alive, half-withered dragon body, Lu Mingfei sighed inwardly. In his past life, he had teased Xia Tian about having a "Magical Body of Ash-Slaying," but he never expected that in this life he would actually become a "Magical Body of Ash-Slaying." He thought that if the latter half of his body were knocked off and crushed, it could be mixed with cement to make concrete...

And judging by how possessive he is of his food, his mental age is probably not even that of a primary school student.

"Hello, my name is Lu Mingfei." He extended his hand before Xia Mi could introduce herself. "I am Xia Mi's senior brother and also her friend. You can call me Lao Lu."

"It's my junior brother!" Xia Mi corrected. There were no outsiders present, and she didn't want to continue to be inferior.

"Oh, hello!" Seeing that Xia Mi did not deny that he was a friend, Fenrir, based on the principle that his sister's friend is his friend, let go of the paw that was covering the potato chips and carefully reached out.

The glossy black claws resembled meter-long obsidian blades, capable of piercing a person through in an instant if one wasn't careful. Lu Mingfei, however, paid no heed, grabbing the claw tips and instantly lighting up his golden eyes:
"ImADoctorNotARoachJim!"

A voice deeper than a dragon's utterance came from his mouth, as if he were giving an order to the heavens and earth. Xia Mi sensed an unusually large flow of energy, her heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop him.

However, Constantine stopped him, having personally experienced Lu Mingfei's healing power and knowing exactly what the situation was.

After exchanging a glance with him, Xia Mi quickly realized that Lu Mingfei hadn't even given a heads-up. His efficiency was simply too strong. If he had been this decisive when he was flirting with Chen Wenwen, he would have won her over long ago!

But there was nothing more to say at this point. All they could do was stare intently at Lu Mingfei and Fenrir, a pair whose sizes were vastly different. The two of them, one human and one dragon, were like martial arts actors meditating and transferring their skills to each other to heal injuries.

However, Lu Mingfei's claws were not even as big as Fenrir's, making people worry that he might be sucked dry.

A surge of heat rushed into his body, and Fenrir's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion. Then he felt an itch on his head, as if his brain was about to grow.

(End of this chapter)