Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 414 It was supposed to be a movie for two, but two unexpected obstacles appeared.
Rewind a little, and as director Xia Mi led tonight's male lead into the Nibelungen film set, Caesar also brought Fingel to the Wangfujing subway station.

"Boss, are you sure you don't need to call Lu Mingfei? With just the two of us, aren't we just sending Fenrir to his death?"

Wearing a black combat uniform and carrying a standard tactical knife issued by the Executive Department, Fingel cautiously followed behind Caesar, his iron-gray eyes scanning the surroundings, wary of any urban legends that might appear at any moment.

Caesar descended slowly on the stopped elevator without making a sound. Monitored by the Word Spirit Weasel, and confirming that no one was around, he calmly replied:

"I'm just here to try my luck. Do you think the Land of the Dead is a supermarket? So easy to get in?"

"What if?" Fingel was still worried. That evening, he was about to go out to find Lu Mingfei for dinner when Caesar blocked his door, saying he would take him to explore the urban legend train leading to the land of the dead.

Fingel wanted to refuse, but Caesar offered a price he couldn't refuse, and he even had the equipment ready!
There was nothing I could do; he gave me just too much.

Fingel doesn't have many hobbies, he just likes to make a little money, and for the great cause of slaying dragons, we have no choice but to do it.

With the deposit paid and the equipment in hand, and having agreed to act that evening, Fingel immediately prepared to invite Lu Mingfei to go to the subway station to enjoy the moon together that night.

What a joke! He knows his own limitations perfectly well. He was only able to injure the Dragon King because the Dragon Clan had just hatched and other factors had diverted attention, which gave him the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Now he's actively courting the Dragon King's mouth, has he lost his mind or is he tired of living? A squishy archer and a tank going to solo a dungeon boss is just asking for death, he definitely needs to bring along Lu Mingfei, a dual-wielding mage who is probably at max level.

However, Lu Mingfei said he would play games with Erii that night and let them play by themselves.

Upon hearing this, Fingel almost knelt down and hugged Lu Mingfei's leg tightly, crying out that he was loyal and how could his junior brother bear to watch him die.

In response, Lu Mingfei simply picked him up, patted him on the shoulder, and said that good people are always blessed. He added that Fingel, this abstract comedian, looked like he would live to be a hundred years old, and that if they were ever in danger, he would definitely make a heroic appearance at the crucial moment.

This dispelled Fingel's hesitation, and he became willing to follow Caesar on this adventure.

Caesar wasn't entirely unprepared. He borrowed a few drops of blood from Nono's key, intending to take it to the subway station to try his luck and see if he could attract the undead train with the high-purity dragon blood.

As for their equipment, they obtained it from the Kassel College branch.

Just as Fingel sought help from Lu Mingfei, Caesar also told Angers about his plan to explore the Necromancer's train at night. The latter said that young people should be brave enough to try new things and provided him with equipment support.

If Ye Sheng hadn't already gone with the branch team to investigate the subway station, Caesar would have actually wanted to bring him along as well.

However, he was lucky tonight and successfully located the Nibelungen without needing Ye Sheng as his human radar.

Just as he and Fingel slipped past the surveillance cameras and entered the subway station, descending the stairs, the Kamaitachi he had released caught the faint rumble of a train in the otherwise silent subway station.

After confirming that Fingel hadn't heard him at all, Caesar didn't hesitate to take out the bottle containing the dragon's blood and the key, unscrew the cap, and expose the high-purity dragon's blood to the air.

Just as the two were waiting anxiously, a helpless sigh that no one could hear suddenly came from the void. Then, the dragon blood that had condensed at the bottom of the bottle suddenly began to surge, as if it had come to life.

An invisible domain spread out from the dragon's blood. Although it was only for a moment, the gates of the Nibelungen King's realm of the dead were finally pried open, allowing two uninvited guests to sneak in.

Fingel and Caesar felt a strange sensation spread through their bodies, and then they found that their surroundings had suddenly changed, from a quiet subway station to a dark, damp, and chilling subway station reminiscent of a horror movie.

Caesar surveyed the eerie platform shrouded in bluish-gray smoke, his eyes filled with undisguised astonishment. He truly hadn't expected that the dragon blood of the key would be so pure that it could directly and violently break through the entrance to Nibelungen!

He only brought a little bit of the key's blood to prevent them from suddenly barging into Nibelungen. He never expected that these few drops of blood would allow the two of them to cross the boundary between reality and illusion and arrive at the legendary land of the dead.

Fingel, with an expression that said, "I'm so screwed," stared at the tunnel with light coming from not far away, his voice slightly bitter:
"I was so stupid, really. I shouldn't have risked my life for that little bit of money..."

Before the words were finished, the menacing roar of a train came from deep within the tunnel, approaching at an extremely high speed!

"They're here!" Caesar's spirits lifted, and he immediately assumed a fighting stance, his two golden Desert Eagles already in his hands.

Fingel had no time to complain anymore. He took a shotgun from his back and prepared for battle.

Or rather, preparations for boarding the necromancer train.

However, the ghost train showed no sign of stopping. It rushed out of the tunnel at a crazy speed, roaring past with a chilling wind pressure!

In that instant, Caesar and Fingel clearly saw countless twisted shadows churning wildly inside the dark carriage, surging toward the rear of the train!

The train roared past, and in the blink of an eye, the last carriage rushed out of the tunnel. Caesar and Fingel stared at the window, which was almost covered with thick, dark red blood, with a look of surprise in their eyes.

Are there other people in the Nibelungen?

Through the crimson light, they could even see the flashing shadows of blades, hear the terrifying thud of sharp blades slicing through bone and flesh, and… a familiar girl's scream:

"Wow, senior brother, watch out up there! That bastard is using sneak attacks without any martial ethics!"

"Xia Mi?!" Caesar reacted instantly, his expression changing drastically: "It's Chu Zihang and the others!"

He had previously thought that Xia Mi and Chu Zihang's relationship was confirmed and that they didn't want to be watched by everyone, so they went out to enjoy some time alone.

Unexpectedly, Chu Zihang lived up to his nickname "mission machine," daring to venture into Nibelungen with a complete newbie.

Without needing to say a word, Fingel and Caesar immediately realized the seriousness of the situation: two of their junior classmates were being attacked by Deadpool.

The two men simultaneously raised their guns and charged forward, preparing to force their way into the vehicle.

However, the moment they lifted their feet, more than a dozen Dead Servants inside the carriage sensed the presence of these two living beings on the platform. They smashed through the windows and roared as they pounced on the two of them!
"You're courting death!" Caesar sneered, his golden eyes instantly igniting! His grip on the gun was textbook perfect, requiring no aiming whatsoever; he fired entirely from the ultimate perception and muscle memory honed over years of practice.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Deafening gunshots rang out on the empty platform!

Each expensive mercury-core blunt metal armor-piercing bullet accurately struck Deadpool's head, smashing his ugly skull like a watermelon, splattering black blood and brain matter everywhere.

Caesar's face was cold and stern. The powerful recoil of the Desert Eagle did not even cause his strong arms to tremble in the slightest. He kept pulling the trigger like the King of Hell calling his troops.

Headshots every time, good luck keeps coming!
On the other side, Fingel, true to his loser persona, screamed and ran away as several Deadpools chased him.

Despite the seemingly perilous situation, he always manages to dodge fatal attacks by the narrowest of margins. Occasionally, he turns around and fires wildly with a shotgun, displaying astonishingly poor marksmanship, yet he manages to repel or even accidentally injure other Deadpools, indirectly relieving Caesar's pressure.

"Fingal! Stop playing around! Go after the car!" Caesar shouted as he quickly changed magazines, yelling at Fingal who was fighting and retreating while yelling.

In the time it took for the two to lose track of time, the train's tail had already disappeared completely into the darkness of the tunnel on the other side.

"Playing?! Boss, I'm being played to death!"

Fingel screamed and rolled over in a seemingly disheveled manner, narrowly dodging a Soul-Scattering Iron Claw. The shotgun blasted with a "boom," and the enormous recoil failed to shake his burly body, but the gushing steel balls riddled the charging Deadpool with bullets.

Despite his flamboyant and lackluster appearance, his efficiency in killing enemies is in no way inferior to Caesar's; to say he's just playing around would be an oversimplification.

The two barely managed to deal with Deadpool, who had rushed onto the platform, but the train had already disappeared into the depths of the tunnel, leaving only the echoing roar and the pungent smell of blood.

"Go!" Caesar didn't hesitate for a moment. He changed his bullets and immediately chased after the direction the train had disappeared in. His pride wouldn't allow him to abandon his classmates, especially since Chu Zihang was still fighting a fierce battle on the train.

"I'll call for backup." Fingel jumped off the tracks and sprinted toward the tunnel, waving his phone in vain and cursing:

"Damn it, there's no signal in this godforsaken place! How are we going to get out of here?" However, there was only darkness and the unknown ahead, and the way back was also shrouded in fog. With no other choice, the two could only rush into the dark tunnel that seemed to be able to devour everything.

……

Deep inside the tunnel, on the train.

Chu Zihang didn't stop swinging his knife for a moment. Although the situation was critical just now, with Deadpool's attacks coming in waves, he could still clearly hear Caesar and Fingel's voices, as well as their gunshots.

He didn't know whether the two were supporting actors arranged by Xia Mi or people who got the role through connections and brought their own funding. He didn't have time to think about it and could only do his best to perform the exhilarating fight scene of him fighting against a group of servants all by himself.

"Senior brother, did you hear that? It sounded like President Caesar and Senior Brother Fingel just ran in too?!"

Xia Mi had already sealed the gates of Nibelungen. The two men's forceful prying open of the gates was too brutal; how could it possibly escape her notice?

But she didn't believe that the blood on the key alone could force her access to open the door; there must be someone else behind this.

Her first reaction was that Lu Mingfei was behind it all. Did that guy see through her script and deliberately send someone to sabotage things?

But Chu Zihang was his good brother, and he was promoting Chu Zihang and making him famous, so he didn't need to stop him.

Then, who else could it be?

Odin?

If he had that ability, he wouldn't be hiding behind the scenes now, afraid to show his face.

However, no one should try to ruin their carefully planned show.

Phase Two Script, Initiate!

All that could be heard was the sound of massive fracturing of the rock walls at the top of the tunnel, as shale collapsed layer by layer!

Immediately afterwards, countless weasels with sharp claws and teeth surged out of the crumbling rock wall like a black tide bursting its banks!

They were enormous, emitting a dense, chilling shriek as they rammed into the train, as if trying to overturn the behemoth!
"boom!"

The glass, which was not very strong, shattered completely under the selfless impact of countless weasels, and a black tide instantly poured into the carriage from countless windows!
Meanwhile, Caesar and Fingel, who were running and chasing each other in the tunnel behind, also suffered the same fate!
The rock above them crumbled away, and hundreds of bare-boned sickle weasels brandished their sharp claws and pounced on them!
Dozens of Deadpools who jumped off the train seized the opportunity to pounce on them, instantly dragging the two into a fierce battle!

Caesar unleashed a barrage of fire from both pistols, their muzzles spitting flames as bullets relentlessly swept across the onrushing horde of monsters.

However, there were simply too many Kamaitachi, and their heads were their only vital point. They were also incredibly fast, making it difficult for the Desert Eagle to deal with them effectively. Soon, he inevitably got injured.

Finger is in a slightly better position; the damage a shotgun can inflict is multiplied exponentially in such a crowded environment with many targets, and a single shot can clear a small area.

At the same time, the situation inside the carriage became extremely critical!
With a relentless stream of Deadpools in front and countless Kamaitachi pouring in from the flanks and rear, Chu Zihang found himself surrounded by layers upon layers of enemies.

The range of Murasame's sword light was limited, but the number of Kamaitachi was simply too great. They were fearless and tried to overwhelm him with their numbers and sharp teeth!

The time was almost up. Chu Zihang's eyes shone brightly with golden light. They were golden eyes that were far more dazzling and intense than usual, but no longer as fierce as a dragon!
Since Xia Mi helped him eliminate the side effects of the Bloodlust, his bloodline has become more stable and powerful than ever before, and his control over the power of words has reached a new level.

He raised his hand and brushed it across the edge of Murasame's blade, and a deep dragon chant began to play!
Om-!
Junyan's terrifying power did not explode, but was highly concentrated and attached to Murasame's blade!
In an instant, the blade inherited from his father transformed into a blazing longsword, its intense heat distorting the surrounding air and reflecting off his cold face and burning golden eyes, making him appear like a god of death descending upon the world!
Chu Zihang brandished his flaming longsword, instantly increasing his killing efficiency!
Each swing of the sword creates a wave of intense heat, instantly turning both Deadpool and Kamaitachi into charred remains upon contact!

He was like a tireless war god, invincible in the dark carriage, and the terrifying heat temporarily drove back the swarm of weasels that poured in through the windows.

However, under the frenzied attacks of countless Kamaitachi and the tremors of the internal battle, the train began to groan under the strain, its body swaying violently, showing a clear tendency to derail!

"Senior brother! The car is about to overturn!" Xia Mi exclaimed, her voice filled with urgency.

Chu Zihang also realized this.

He turned around abruptly and saw that Xia Mi had stopped filming, had the camera hanging around her neck, and was wielding a metal pipe she had picked up from somewhere, or rather, taken from a damaged seat, vigorously banging on several weasels that had squeezed in through the broken side window, while muttering something under her breath:

"Sweeping through the enemy lines! The army is at the city gates! Xia Jiba slashes! Slashing and talking! Discussing the past and present! Things are different now! Flying side by side! Flying grass!"

The movements seemed chaotic, yet they were surprisingly precise and effective, and even had a kind of heroic spirit, like "a young girl next door has come of age, with strength to uproot mountains and a spirit to overwhelm the world," with each strike sending the Kamaitachi flying.

You're still in the mood to play idiom chain at a time like this?!
Chu Zihang really wanted to complain about Xia Mi's disrespectful behavior towards her character, but now was clearly not the right time to do so.

Just moments before the train was about to derail and overturn under the onslaught of thousands of Kamaitachi and the control of a certain dragon!
Chu Zihang roared, his two bright golden eyes shining like the sun. He unleashed his full power, and his long sword slashed down fiercely. A devastating arc of fire formed from the King's Flame rushed forward, carbonizing all the Dead Servants and Kamaitachi blocking his way, and destroying the connection between their carriage and the entire train.

At the same time, he abruptly withdrew Murasame, took a step to Xia Mi's side, used his left arm (which was not holding a knife) to tightly embrace her, and used his back to face the direction of the attack!

next second!
boom! ! !
The terrifying flames instantly tore apart the carriage in front, burning Deadpool and Kamaitachi, who were caught in the blast, to ashes. The enormous impact also shattered the derailed train into pieces!
The tunnel echoed with deafening explosions and the terrifying roar of a train derailing and overturning. Burning debris flew everywhere, illuminating the tunnel as if it were daytime.

Held tightly in Chu Zihang's arms, Xia Mi faced the scene of the explosion behind her. Against the backdrop of towering flames, a faint golden light flashed in her eyes as she quickly chanted an ancient and majestic dragon script.

Word of Power: The Eye of the Wind King!
It's not for attacking, but for precisely manipulating airflow!
A violent whirlwind suddenly appeared, whipping up the flames and high-temperature airflow from the explosion. This diverted the fire, which had become even more intense and violent with the help of the gale, and bypassed the detached and damaged carriages, preventing it from affecting the two people who were standing nearby.

The wind fanned the flames, and the raging fire soared into the sky. The exploding flames almost completely turned that section of the tunnel into a furnace!
The faint sounds of Deadpool and Kamaitachi struggling and howling could be heard from ahead.

If those who perished in the flames were all flesh and blood, perhaps the retinue of these kings of the earth and mountains would also feel that life was not worth living, and would say "Living market, jump!" before dying as a sign of respect.

But thanks to the scheme of a certain cunning Dragon King, they had long since retreated from the safe zone and were now pretending to scream in pain in the safe rear.

The ones who truly screamed were Caesar and Fingel, who were being attacked from behind by Deadpool and Kamaitachi.

In the tunnel behind, Caesar and Fingel were locked in a fierce battle. Fingel was still pondering whether to summon Ancestor Mingfei when he heard a deafening roar from the tunnel ahead that nearly shattered eardrums.

The next moment, a suffocating heat wave, accompanied by a deafening roar, swept in from the depths of the tunnel like a tsunami!

The two, along with the beating Deadpool Kamaitachi, looked up and saw that the depths of the tunnel ahead were filled with unimaginably hot flames!
The flames were golden-red, like a furious fire dragon, baring its fangs and claws as it rushed along the tunnel, ready to devour everything!
That was the final product of Chu Zihang's Junyan eruption and Xia Mifeng's King's Eye fueling the fire!
"Holy shit!" Fingel's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "Run!!"

There was no need for further words; the instinct for survival drove the two of them to run backward with all their might!

In an instant, the battle between humans and dragon-blooded monsters turned into a free-for-all where whoever ran the slowest would die. They could even feel their clothes and hair curling and charring under the intense heat!
Fortunately, the two did not chase too far and were blocked by these monsters. In the blink of an eye, they rushed out of the tunnel at the fastest speed they had ever seen in their lives. Almost simultaneously, they pounced on the platforms on both sides and hid themselves behind the obstacles at the edge of the platforms!
The next moment, a devastating torrent of flames roared out of the tunnel entrance!
Terrifying flames licked everything on the platform, instantly evaporating and sweeping away the eerie bluish-gray mist!
The intense heat distorted the air, and the few remaining advertising papers on the platform instantly turned to ashes. Even the cement ground crackled and showed signs of melting!
Those Deadpool and Kamaitachi who moved in straight lines, none of them survived.

The flames continued to erupt for nearly ten seconds before gradually subsiding and eventually retreating into the depths of the tunnel, leaving behind only a mess, unbearably hot air, and a strong, acrid smell.

Caesar and Fingel, still shaken, peeked out from behind their bunker, their faces filled with horror as they looked at the platform that looked as if it had been baptized by a flamethrower, and the tunnel that still emitted a dark red light, like the entrance to hell.

"What...what was that just now?" Caesar asked, panting, incredulous.

The scale of the flames that erupted far exceeded his understanding of Chu Zihang's strength.

Fingel wiped the soot off his face, looked at the dark depths of the tunnel with lingering fear, and shook his head: "I don't know, maybe this is what they mean by 'when husband and wife are of one mind, their strength can break metal'."

As soon as they finished speaking, the tunnel, which had been swept away by the flames, began to collapse in front of them, and the path leading to the Dragon King's hiding place was gradually buried by the rolling rocks.

Clearly, the Lord of the Nibelungs did not welcome their arrival.

(End of this chapter)