Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 382 Aze, the situation is urgent, kill the traitor Fenrir!

"Aze, where have you been these past few days? I couldn't find you anywhere!"

The person who suddenly appeared was Lu Mingze, whom we hadn't seen for many days. He was still wearing his ever-present black evening suit, perfectly tailored and spotless, with his hair gleaming as if he had used two pounds of hairspray to style it, making him completely out of place in this decaying and dusty mine.

Fenrir, who was right next to him, was completely unaware of the arrival of this uninvited guest. Xia Mi, who was stroking the dragon like a cat's chin, also ignored Lu Mingze.

A little further away, Old Tang and Constantine were discussing in hushed tones around the spine that was gradually petrifying and merging into the rock wall, completely unaware that a strange creature had infiltrated the group of four dragons and one person.

Lu Mingfei's face lit up with joy. He was already used to Lu Mingze's elusive nature and knew that he had a built-in sensory shielding field, so no one but himself could detect his presence.

Just as he was hesitating about whether to use the super cheat code to upgrade Fenrir's hardware, Lu Mingze appeared.

With Aze's arrival, Fenrir is saved.

However, compared to his usual appearances where he always had a smile on his face as if he was plotting something, Lu Mingze did not have much expression on his face this time.

He stood between Lu Mingfei and Fenrir, like a ghost unseen by anyone, silently gazing at his brother, his lips slightly pursed:
"I've been quite busy with work lately."

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei was somewhat dazed.

It wasn't because Lu Mingze, looking like a ten-year-old kid, was spouting professional-sounding remarks, nor was it surprising that he, as a boss, would personally handle business instead of having his employees do it; it was simply a matter of feeling moved.

In his past life, he had long been used to his younger brother staying at home during holidays, doing nothing and pestering Renata all day long. Sometimes he worried that the boy would be spoiled by his sister-in-law into a useless person who would never lift a finger and would not find a job to live off his wife.

Although he, as the older brother, had already arranged everything for them—clothing, food, housing, transportation, marriage, and having children—and even opened a special account to store the future couple's living expenses, as long as they didn't invest or get involved in gambling or drugs, they basically wouldn't run out of money.

However, Lu Mingze's situation in this world is far more difficult than in his previous life. He is currently imprisoned, so he can't say something as inappropriate as "busy, being busy is good."

So he simply stepped forward, put his arm around his younger brother's thin shoulder, and said, "What are you busy with? Tell me, and if there's anything I can help with, just let me know."

Now, he has completely proven Lu Mingze's words with his actions. He is the strongest monster in the world. In other aspects, he can't get involved because of Su Enxi, the all-around butler. But when it comes to non-violent non-cooperation, that is his specialty.

He even hoped that Lu Mingze would tell him where he was so he could lead his men in and rescue his brother.

But clearly, Lu Mingze wasn't ready to reveal the truth so soon, not for any other reason than fear that he wouldn't be able to resist once he was free...

"What if I ask you to kill them all for me?"

Lu Mingze looked up at him, his eyebrows curved, his lips slightly upturned, revealing a clean and handsome smile. However, the words he spoke were like a vacuum that swallowed everything, cold and lifeless, devoid of any warmth.

The finger was pointing directly at the four Dragon Kings who were completely unaware of what was happening.

Lu Mingfei looked down to meet his gaze. The boy's pale golden pupils held a faint smile, devoid of any murderous intent, as if his words were merely a joke.

But Lu Mingfei knew this was no joke.

From the moment he killed the White King and proved that he was the world's strongest monster, he began to doubt his own identity.

It is known that in this world, there is a black emperor named Nidhogg who equally bestows despair upon all things in the world. He is a supreme being with supreme virtue and supreme power.

But it died.

The cause of death is inextricably linked to humans and the four elemental monarchs.

Years later, a human boy first kills the White King and then Norton. He is called the world's strongest monster by his brother, whose condition is unknown but who can freely enter and exit the mental world. He is so frightened that Norton dares not possess Old Tang.

Then may I ask...?

He raised his hand slightly from Lu Mingze's shoulder, ruffling his still smooth and soft black hair after applying hair gel, and said in a soft voice, "So, Ragnarok was started by us?"

Instead of giving a direct answer, they first confirmed their identity.

Lu Mingze pressed down on the large hand that was trying to mess up his hair, and also did not answer directly. He raised his chin and looked north, his gaze piercing through Lu Mingfei, through the mountain-like dragon, through space and time, and landing on a certain unreachable virtual point that only he could see.

“No.” He shook his head.

This denial made Lu Mingfei's brow relax. He was about to speak when Lu Mingze added:
"Not this time."

"What's going on? There are two more Ragnaroks?" Lu Mingfei's eyes widened as he wondered whether what Aze was holding was a Norse mythology setting or a Marvel Cinematic Universe script.

"Every change of power is twilight of the gods."

Lu Mingze removed Lu Mingfei's hand, took a step back, and stared at him calmly: "But last time was just the twilight of the God King. The gods did not want to see a new king born, so they tore up the trust, trampled on the covenant, and chose to betray."

His voice was soft, neither hoarse nor hysterical, but every word he uttered was like a serrated blade, scraping against Lu Mingfei's nerves.

At this moment, countless images flashed through Lu Mingfei's mind once again.

On the snow-covered mountain, the enormous corpse of a black dragon lay atop its throne, its wings, which blotted out the sky, drooping to the foot of the mountain. Blood, like magma, melted the ice and snow, turning the entire mountain red. Countless people climbed along the dragon's wings, chiseling through its skull, watching as white fluid gushed out like a fountain, their cheers shaking the heavens.

On the desolate battlefield, the earth was cracked, and as far as the eye could see, there were the corpses of men and dragons. The cracks were filled with blood, and the sky was stained red. Six giant dragons, each with a different shape but all wounded, looked at the center of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, watching the figure pierced by a spear completely lose its life.

Surrounded by mountains, the mixed-race army clashed with the dragons. Flames powerful enough to ignite the heavens and earth fell from the sky, and in the earth-shattering explosion, the endless battle came to an abrupt end, and the majestic city vanished in an instant.

Outside the holy city protected by the power of the Word of Power, the paladins, holding high the banner of the cross, charged one after another towards the mountain-like dragon, pushing it into the poisonous river of mercury with their own flesh and blood. The dragon, which only knew how to charge recklessly, rose again and again, only to be repeatedly slammed into the river of mercury. In the end, under the dual torment of body and spirit, it had no choice but to retreat.

……

Lu Mingfei turned his head and looked at the giant dragon lying on the ground as obediently as a cat or dog, and found that it looked exactly like the behemoth that besieged the new king and the holy city.

Norton, who died tragically in the Old Tang interstellar army, also appeared in the scene just now in the form of a dragon that manifested before his death.

“You should have told me sooner,” Lu Mingfei said in a low voice, his gaze falling on the black-haired boy with his hands behind his back.
"I don't remember anything."

He not only didn't remember, he had absolutely no idea such a thing existed.

If I had known earlier, but even if I had known earlier... what could I have done?
Is it better to watch Doflamingo and Constantine die at the hands of the Secret Society, or to watch Fenrir become the nourishment for Xia Mi's ultimate sublimation, or to wait for them to die tragically at the hands of Odin before reappearing to avenge them?
Lu Mingfei is a human being, not a god. He has a heart, a liver, and feelings, and he cannot abandon his old friends from his past life.

"Now you know." Lu Mingze maintained his smile, but his eyes held an almost cruel calm.

But deep within the calm lies a burning hatred that consumes everything—a poison forged from thousands of years of pain and betrayal, deeply ingrained and incurable.

"Brother, will you choose to forgive and continue to save them, or will you enumerate the crimes of the traitors and bring them to justice?"

This essentially confirms that "Something for nothing" can indeed allow Fenrir to evolve, but it also indirectly forces Lu Mingfei to make a choice:

Should one side with the younger brother, or with the Dragon King, with whom there is only a bond from a past life and no connection in this one?

An inexplicable and overwhelming sense of powerlessness gripped Lu Mingfei, as if he were in a cold, deep sea, surrounded by heavy water pressure that made him suffocate.

No wonder Lu Mingze never told him the truth. It turns out that what stood between the brothers was not only the difference between their two worlds, but also the abyss of blood feuds built from the corpses of traitors and irrigated with the blood of kings, which was impossible to avoid.

In battles between kings, there is only bloodshed, no handshake or reconciliation.

"Before I answer, let me ask a question first." Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, cleared his mind, and glanced at Old Tang, who seemed completely unaware of the strange situation and was still discussing the puppet half-body production plan with Constantine.

Lu Mingze slightly raised his hand, indicating that he should go ahead.

"Is the current Old Tang Ronald Tang, or Norton?" Lu Mingfei stared into Lu Mingze's pale golden eyes, his tone more serious than ever before.

From his perspective, the current Old Tang is still Old Tang, except that he has inherited a USB drive containing Norton's memories, which he can freely access for his learning materials. The Bronze and Fire King Norton, who was filled with hatred for humanity, is dead; what remains is just a goofy bounty hunter.

But the key issue is not what he thinks, but what Aze believes.

Lu Mingze was a smart man and clearly understood Lu Mingfei's implied meaning. He pursed his lips slightly and uttered a sentence:

"Brother, you've become cunning."

"Those who play tactics are all cunning; what's the point of playing StarCraft if you're not shrewd?" Lu Mingfei shrugged, a smile appearing on his face.

"So you admit that now there's only Old Tang, and no Norton?"

When he set the trap for Norton, he had already considered that he wanted to completely separate Old Tang and Norton into two separate entities.

The personality of Kazama Ruri within Genji has died, but the mistakes he made cannot be erased and must be made up for with all efforts.

But Old Tang is different. He is a newly born personality within the dragon's body, pure and foolish. The sins and karmic fire that once belonged to Norton cannot touch this brand-new soul.

Moreover, he also rallied a coalition of humans, gods, and insects to beat Norton severely and personally send him to his death.

Lu Mingze remained silent for two seconds before finally nodding. He was past the age of acting spoiled and knew how to face the harsh reality.

However, he tilted his head with a half-smile:

"Norton is dead, but Fenrir is still alive, as are Constantine and Jormungandr. Are you planning to kill them all and then resurrect them?"

If that's the case, he'd be happy to pull up a small stool and watch the show.

After all, there is only one Old Tang, and there is no second personality in the other Dragon Kings.

But Lu Mingfei shook his head and suggested another possibility: "If we use the power of the King of Earth and Mountains as a price to give Fenrir a human body and barely adequate intelligence, would that be possible?"

A strong human body, plus barely adequate intelligence—that was Xia Tian in her previous life.

Although summer doesn't exist in this world with dragons, he knows everything about summer. That big boy's world is simple; besides a little sister and a few friends, there are only comics and sweets.

Is personality such an inconvenient thing?

If it can't split itself, then manually create one!
Moreover, there's no need to even create a personality; just give Fenrir a bowl of Meng Po soup and let it grow freely, and it will naturally transform into the shape of summer.

After all, Fenrir is now suffering from severe amnesia, and his world is very simple, consisting only of his sister, potato chips, and television.

"Brother, you're cheating." Lu Mingze narrowed his eyes slightly.

Fenrir is now half-dead, imprisoned in a dark and harsh cage, no longer able to follow Jormungandr around to play. Its range of movement is limited to the size of the platform, and it can't even turn over. This is the greatest punishment for it.

According to Lu Mingfei, since it's just a child who can't think, rather than keeping its cumbersome dragon body and power that could cause disaster at any time, it's better to gain freedom and experience the joys of life.

This isn't punishment, it's a blessing!

"Why are you arguing with an idiot?" Lu Mingfei curled his lip and changed the subject. "Speaking of which, why were there only six Dragon Kings back then? Where were Constantine and Xia Mi? Were they too weak to come?"

Lu Mingze knew he was changing the subject, but he nodded.

One of the reasons is Natsumi-na.

Another, more important reason is that she is very smart. This little female dragon never had much ambition. She was better at judging the situation and following the rules than other dragon kings. All her schemes and plots were always kept within the limits of the rules. She would not take risks and rebel a second time when everything was peaceful and she had a way out.

Constantine, on the other hand, is not bad at all; in fact, he is quite strong. However, he is cowardly and not very good at fighting, and he is the only one who can hold off Jormungandr for a long enough time.

If Jormungandr, the external brain, isn't distracted, no other dragon king could possibly persuade Fenrir to join the battle.

This incident also created a rift in the relationship between the King of Earth and Mountains and the King of Bronze and Fire. This was only because he lied to Fenrir that it wasn't Norton who kidnapped Jormungandr to the dragon, so the hatred level wasn't raised too high.

After all, Xia Mi had warned him not to get too close to Norton, and Fenrir would consciously stay away from Norton and wouldn't believe him.

Lu Mingfei knew that these two were a complete weakling and a coward; if they really got involved, they would only be a liability.

It was also thanks to the fact that they didn't actually get involved that he was saved a lot of trouble.

"So, is there a way?" He pressed his hands on Lu Mingze, staring intently at him like a heartless meatpacking plant director:

"Aze, the situation is urgent, kill the traitor Fenrir!"

Seeing his affected and anxious appearance, even Lu Mingze, with his composure, couldn't quite keep his expression in check.

Seeing his younger brother, who was stuck on a rut, looking speechless, Lu Mingfei shook his hands vigorously:
"Aze, think about it, Fenrir's brain capacity is only so big. With Xia Mi around, he doesn't have to worry about anything. He can just stay here and be a shut-in. Every day he just eats, plays, sleeps, and eats. It couldn't be more enjoyable."

We'll give him a normal human body and assign him a tough job: 9 to 6 with alternating weeks of alternating days, 3,500 yuan without room and board, only an hour and a half of rest time at noon each day, and only one afternoon tea a week!

Think about it, a lazy bum who only knows how to eat, drink, have fun, and sponge off his sister leaves his warm nest, gets up early every day to commute two hours to work to collect Cullinan fragments for you, and buys himself coffee to stay awake when he's tired. Isn't that better than watching him stay here, having everything done for him?

After hearing what he said, Lu Mingze suddenly felt a little tempted; it seemed to make sense.

Fenrir was simple-minded to begin with, and he wouldn't get angry even if you teased him. He would believe whatever you said first and then question it. With Xia Mi taking care of him, he had no idea what human suffering was.

Just like Adam and Eve, when they were ignorant of propriety and shame, they didn't care about running around naked. But after eating the forbidden fruit, they knew shame and were driven out of the Garden of Eden by God, where they were condemned to depravity in the mortal world.

Seeing that his younger brother's attitude had softened, Lu Mingfei quickly added fuel to the fire: "And if you're worried that screwing in screws on an assembly line is too simple, you can arrange for him to do the design, and then you can be the client. Have him come up with ten plans every day, revise them dozens of times, and finally choose the first version."

"How about that? Doesn't it sound amazing?"

Lu Mingze couldn't help but laugh out loud this time as he listened to his description.

"Brother, you're so naughty."

"Good people are easily rejected, while bad people can run rampant." Seeing him smile, Lu Mingfei felt a great weight lifted from his heart, knowing that the matter should be settled. He then added:
"Does Satan know? He has my tattoo on his back."

"That would truly be an honor for Satan." Lu Mingze nodded slightly.

"So, is there a safe and feasible way?" Lu Mingfei pointed to the pureblood dragon next to him, "Is it brain surgery or soul transfer?"

"There's no way to become an ordinary person, but there is a way to become an ordinary dragon." Lu Mingze finally relented and told Lu Mingfei an effective method.

It can both retain the power of the King of Earth and Mountains within this broken dragon body and allow Fenrir to detach from the dragon body and re-cocoon, without having to wait for thousands of years to slowly hatch; it can be as short as three to five months, or as long as seven or eight years.

This method is something that Lu Mingfei has never even heard of, let alone those three silly dragon kings. Even if they did know it, they wouldn't have the ability to implement it.

Only Lu Mingfei, the most powerful and strongest monster in the world, could accomplish such an inconceivable feat.

After confirming that everything was correct, Lu Mingze retreated and disappeared into the void. Even though he agreed to Lu Mingfei's suggestion, he did not want to stay and witness Fenrir's rebirth.

After he left, Lu Mingfei cleared his throat and shouted loudly to the four dragons:

"Everyone, look at me! I have something to say!"

(End of this chapter)