Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 432 If it's too difficult, then let's not do it.
This isn't a battle, nor is it a brave warrior charging fearlessly at the Demon King; it's just a shameless attempt to extort money.

Lu Mingfei felt like a pitiful and innocent truck driver who wasn't even overloaded. He was walking along the road, not running red lights or going against traffic, when suddenly a scooter with its flashing lights appeared and stood right in front of his truck, pretending to be a speed bump, giving him no time to brake.

The man was thrown into the air and landed on the ground, convulsing and spitting blood. The driver hurriedly jumped down to check on his injuries. Zhong Deng, with his last breath, said, "You are fully responsible."

However, Master Lu is kind-hearted and always grants the wishes of those who are itching to travel to another world.

However, he didn't know how to send people to death... cough cough, any way other than to paradise.

I only know that when I was a child, I heard people say that if you bend down and look between your legs, you can see a world that ordinary people cannot see.

So he reluctantly helped this guy out, to see the scenery of the other world beneath his crotch.

Unfortunately, the direction was wrong, and this traditional screen was turned into a folding screen.

Although this guy doesn't have eyes on the back of his head, it shouldn't matter, an eye on the butt is still an eye.

Stepping over the guards lying unconscious with their limbs crushed on the ground, Lu Mingfei walked deeper into the underground experimental base, where the stench of Deadpool was so strong that even the smell of cleaning agents couldn't mask it.

Behind him, Zhou Minhao followed closely, capturing the bastards on the ground, who seemed to have been "dribbled around" by Dior carrying a steamroller, in the frame.

Although he had already witnessed this Word of Power, which resembled the release of Conqueror's Haki, the researcher from the previous seat wanted to save it for the mixed-blood to vent their anger, so Lu Mingfei did not go too far.

This experimental base is different; its security is several levels stronger, and the experiments inside are far more brutal.

After all, the hybrids and Deadpools here aren't just male hybrids and female Deadpools, but also female hybrids and male Deadpools.

It's important to know that there's a consensus among hybrids that those with superior bloodlines shouldn't easily mate, otherwise, the resulting pure-blooded dragons might be born due to the bloodlines being too strong.

This isn't some adorable, heart-melting hybrid baby that grows up to be cute; it's a demon that, even in the womb, can't resist the urge for flesh and blood, and uses its newly formed sharp teeth and claws to tear apart its mother's body and crawl out.

Jiang Wanzhi's strong resistance to returning to Solomon's Temple to fulfill her promise of marrying Zhao Xuzhen and having outstanding offspring stemmed from witnessing too many women being killed by those demonic children covered in dragon scales, with horns on their heads and tails, leaving her with severe psychological trauma.

The couple chosen by the Temple of Solomon, regardless of whether they have crossed the critical bloodline limit, are still human beings, and there is a certain (very small) probability that they will produce a super hybrid.

But this experimental base doesn't care about all that. If a normal, excellent mixed-race fetus is born, it's a good thing. It's sent to a base that specializes in breeding mixed-race newborns for careful nurturing. If a Deadpool fetus is born, it's sent directly to the experimental base that Lu Mingfei just demolished for targeted training and experiments.

Neither way is a loss; the main theme is moral decay and the distortion of human nature.

At this time, most of the experimental subjects in the base had been moved to deeper or other places, and the remaining Dead Servants used for reproduction had no need to be hidden or taken away, so they were destroyed on the spot.

Unfortunately, the right to life is not equal for humans and Deadpool.

The Chen family's capture of Deadpool for private research might only draw criticism and condemnation from mixed-race families, since everyone does such things in private. However, conducting experiments on unblemished mixed-race individuals is crossing a line.

Even though many mixed-race people abroad now consider themselves superior, comparing themselves to the new dragon race, and ordinary people are only fit to be their playthings and servants, they don't dare to say it in public, they only dare to brag in private.

After all, no matter how powerful dragons and hybrids are, ordinary humans still retain the ability to flip the table with a single click.

Hybrid: I originally intended to interact with you as an ordinary person, but instead I've been met with estrangement. I'm not pretending anymore. I'm a new dragon, and I'm laying my cards on the table. I advise you to obediently offer your knees and loyalty, or we'll be in serious trouble.

Human: This is tricky! Holy crap, let's skip the trouble and just go for it!
Even someone as arrogant as Herzog, who built the Deadpool breeding pool underground at Genji Heavy Industries, would first convert the hybrids into Deadpools outside before sending them in. If he were caught, he could claim it was for Erii's sake.

The Chen family's problem has now escalated beyond simply capturing Deadpool for experiments; they've reached the point where they can eat seaweed and egg drop soup without the cauliflower.

All the researchers who were busy destroying Deadpool were pinned to the ground. Even though they were unconscious, their bodies were still bearing an unbearable weight, and blood seeping from their mouths pooled on the ground.

Along the way, countless transparent incubation chambers were filled with various hybrid creatures that were half-human and half-dragon. The green nutrient solution was like formaldehyde. The Dead Servants, whose bodies were covered with various tubes and who had already lost their lives, floated in the chambers, their bodies curled up together.

Deeper still, there are even larger incubation chambers, filled with grotesque Deadpools.

Unlike the Japanese version of the human-headed, snake-bodied Deadmen, these individuals retain their human form and are completely naked. Fortunately, they are all covered in scales and armor, and if you don't look closely at the key parts, they look like they are wearing bronze-like scales.

Compared to the snake-like Deadpools in Japan, these Deadpools have no freedom and cannot hone their hunting skills, but they have their own small private room and don't have to worry about being eaten by other Deadpools.

The only thing they can't satisfy is their appetite; all the nutrition they need for daily life comes from the nutrient solution they soak in and the tubes inserted into their bodies.

If the status is set to 10, they can only get 8.6, because it already looks like they have 1.4.

"Why are they all Deadpools?" Zhou Minhao faithfully recorded everything he saw, but found that the corpses in the incubation chamber were either Deadpools or Deadpool fetuses, and there were no hybrids.

However, he could guess that the Chen family must have known the news in advance and moved everyone away, since he saw many empty culture chambers along the way and a lot of nutrient solution left on the ground.

Lu Mingfei's gaze shifted downwards, and Zhou Minhao immediately knew what was going on: "Is there more down there?"

Lu Mingfei nodded slightly, raised his hand to signal Zhou Minhao to step back, and then stomped his foot down hard.

Zhou Minhao held up his camera, subconsciously raising his hand to cover the lens, worried that Lu Mingfei would display some unexpected ability that would make people doubt his identity.

In the footage that the camera couldn't capture, Zhou Minhao observed with his own eyes that when Lu Mingfei's feet touched the white porcelain floor, the floor shattered quietly, just like fragile porcelain.

Word Spirit·Judgment!
Under Zhou Minhao's gaze, which still shocked him no matter how many times he watched, Lu Mingfei demonstrated what the beauty of numbers truly meant.

There's really no skill involved; it's all about numbers.

A large hole was torn in the thickened and reinforced floor made of alloy plates and concrete, revealing a dark and silent space below.

The vast space below was filled with all kinds of experimental equipment, and dozens of people in white coats were crammed together in the middle, looking up at the scene with terrified eyes.

White light shone from the cave entrance, and within the light, a cold-faced young man stood suspended in mid-air, looking down at the researchers below who trembled like termites.

Lu Mingfei's gaze swept over the group of people, then shifted to the other side. Hundreds of pale human bodies lay on the ground, without scales or dragon-like features—normal hybrids. They were carelessly tossed aside, unconscious, only their chests rising and falling slightly.

Beside them were a dozen or so culture tanks, each about half a person's height, containing normal fetuses (suspected) with indistinct dragon-like characteristics, submerged in green nutrient solution, making it difficult to discern details.

Facing the horrified gazes of the crowd below, Lu Mingfei remained motionless, simply watching the researchers below who were about to cry for mercy with expressions of fear on their faces. Mysterious patterns appeared in his golden eyes, which began to rotate like a kaleidoscope.

Words of Power: The World of Samsara!
One of the White King's supreme omnipotences, upon release, dragged all those still standing below into the Netherworld, subjecting them to torture akin to purgatory. They all knelt down, wailing loudly, rolling and kowtowing on the ground, like dead ghosts being tortured in hell.

At the edge of the gap, Zhou Minhao heard a ghostly howl coming from below. He cautiously peeked out, his heart pounding with fear, but he also felt that covering the camera earlier was indeed the right thing to do.

With just this one move, Lu Mingfei revealed three different abilities.

Indeed, this is the domineering aura that the strongest dragon slayer should possess.

Unlike Angers, who was elevated to the position of the strongest dragon slayer based on his rogue abilities.

Without that rogue's words of power, Nuwa could have whipped him so badly he wouldn't have known which way was up.

No, we can't belittle one and praise the other!

They are all leaders of their respective factions, all old men... all senior figures who have made outstanding contributions to the cause of slaying dragons and maintaining the balance between humans, dragons, and hybrids. They deserve our due respect.

Thinking this, he carefully adjusted the angle, making sure not to include Lu Mingfei in the shot, while also recording the unconscious, naked mixed-race people lying in the dim environment below, as well as the fetuses in the culture tanks.

Just as he was holding a camera in one hand and about to take out his phone with the other to ask when the second support team would arrive to take over the research institute, Lu Mingfei had already turned around:

"You stay here and watch over things; I'll go alone from here on out."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Minhao paused in his action of picking up his phone. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but then he remembered that when the two of them arrived at the research institute, the Chen family had already prepared countermeasures. He knew that even if he tried his best, he still couldn't keep up with Lu Mingfei's speed.

He is too fast!

Zhou Minhao nodded: "Then be careful."

This caution wasn't meant to remind Lu Mingfei to be careful, but rather to be careful not to cause too much of a commotion, such as creating a sonic boom cloud with his own flesh and blood in pursuit of speed, or uprooting the entire research institute to prevent the Chen family from destroying evidence.

Lu Mingfei nodded slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. Zhou Minhao's outstanding eyesight was so great that he couldn't even catch how Lu Mingfei disappeared from his retina. He could only see the violent shockwave that was stirred up the moment he disappeared.

Zhou Minhao's heart skipped a beat. He silently increased the power it displayed by adding 1 in his mind and told himself that this must be the legendary Bloodline Imprint: Mirror Eye, which can copy all the Words of Power he has ever seen.

After offering himself a small consolation, he turned his gaze to the people below who were kneeling, rolling, lying down, or crawling, wailing and howling, and felt a chill run down his spine.

Is this some kind of plus-max version of Tsukuyomi? Even if the user leaves and the domain is revoked, the effect can't be removed.

He mentally complained, but his hands moved quickly. He made a phone call and learned that reinforcements were on their way, and that the third support team was also on its way. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at the unconscious mixed-race people and the fetuses in the miniature incubation pods. He wondered why Lu Mingfei hadn't used his miraculous life-saving ability this time.

Is it because the consumption is too high, or are there usage restrictions?
After pondering for a moment, Zhou Minhao concluded that the condition of the mixed-race individuals below was not as bad as that of the experimental subjects in the previous research institute, and that they could recover on their own or later.

After all, he is Lu Mingfei; how could he be afraid?

Speaking of the Void, he thought of this research institute as a sinful place that exploited the reproductive abilities of hybrids, and his anger flared up. He wished he could jump down and beat those bastards to a pulp.

However, he remained rational and did not act recklessly. Instead, he found a rope, tied it together, and went down to the lower level. He kicked away the group of researchers who were still throwing a tantrum and acting crazy, stripped off their clothes, and dressed the hybrid test subjects in them.

"A bunch of hypocritical beasts, they're unworthy of being called sons!"

……

On the other side, a blurry cloud of gray smoke, seemingly blending into the night, was moving at an extremely high speed in the sky above Beijing, but for some reason, it made no sound at all.

Lu Mingfei stood on a skateboard he'd picked up from who-knows-where, flying through the air with the power of the Word of Power: Netherworld Illumination and another Word of Power that could block out sound, making him impossible for outsiders to detect.

In just a short while, Lu Mingfei arrived at his destination.

The third research institute is located in a secluded garden on the outskirts of the city. From the outside, it looks like a high-end private sanatorium with a beautiful environment and luxurious facilities.

When Lu Mingfei arrived, he found the place unusually quiet, completely devoid of the violent and resentful aura of the Deadpool and the half-bloods that had filled the air before, as if nothing unusual had happened at all.

Unlike the previous two research institutes, there were no guards or researchers here. There was only a security guard on night duty at the entrance, yawning listlessly as if he could fall asleep at any moment.

Lu Mingfei hid in the night, without alerting anyone, and quietly entered the private sanatorium, heading straight for the core area.

Compared to the previous two research institutes, there were not many living creatures in the underground space of this one, only two security guards responsible for watching the morgue.

The biological signals with dragon blood are all on the third floor of the sanatorium.

This entire floor consists of luxurious, private delivery rooms, clean, tidy, and at a comfortable temperature.

But these aren't ordinary pregnant women; they're mixed-race women lying in comfortable hospital beds.

Their bellies were prominently swollen, clearly indicating they were in late pregnancy, but their expressions lacked the joy and anticipation of expectant mothers; they seemed more like they were carrying out some kind of mission.

After all, the children in their wombs all share a common biological father.

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Today's dose of humiliation: Season 2, Episode 14 of the anime—what does it mean that Lu Mingfei carried the Seven Deadly Sins to the ice cellar to kill Jormungandr?!

(End of this chapter)