A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 420 Susie: Am I getting unlucky?
The Arctic Ocean is a place of biting winds and frost, where glaciers stretch as far as the eye can see.

Deep within the Nibelungen region, amidst icy landscapes and endless blizzards, Lu Mingze, immersed in a giant pool of mercury, felt a surge of excitement.

He sensed it; he sensed that the distance between him and his brother was constantly shrinking, that his brother was getting closer to him!
However, since his brother's location was not exactly the opposite of his, they were at least in different directions. Lu Mingze felt that he needed to give his brother Lu Mingfei more guidance.

In the Nibelungen, a place known as the 'Haven,' the presence of ordinary hybrids, guards, and an aura undetectable by scientists began to gradually spread.

As the endless blizzard spread to the border of Nibelungen, it interacted with the blizzard, and subtle fluctuations began to emanate from the entire outer space of Nibelungen.

This fluctuation did not disturb anything, but through some strong connection, it resonated directly with Lu Mingfei in the distance, causing Lu Mingfei to also emit a subtle fluctuation that no one could detect.

Lu Mingze chuckled inwardly. This should be fine now; no one could detect his soul fluctuations.

Lu Lincheng adjusted his glasses, Qiao Weini rubbed her right eye socket, and the two committee members from the Gattuso family, along with several scientists, all smiled in unison. Someone seemed to be getting restless.

……

Nuclear-powered icebreakers forge ahead on the ice, much like boats sailing on land. The deeper they sail into the Arctic, the more they are enveloped by endless ice floes.

While navigation is still possible on the outer edge of the Arctic Ocean, venturing deeper inland leads to a realm of ice, where icebergs of all sizes form a snowy 'land'.

Large ships of ordinary size are not qualified to navigate here. Only icebreakers, these oddities, can break through the ice layer time and time again and sail forward.

However, each time the ice broke, the passengers on the ship felt the impact and shock, making their stomachs churn. Lu Mingfei was one of them, covering his mouth with both hands, caught in a dilemma!

I lowered my hand, worried that the jolting would make me vomit. I continued to raise my hand to cover my mouth, but my hands were numb with cold.

After entering the Arctic Ocean, Lu Mingfei changed into the alchemical down jackets provided by Cassel to the students. He said that the jackets were made using the thermal alchemy developed by Fingel and combined with modern technology.

It was indeed warm to wear, making one want to put their hands in their pockets and not take it out at all. But if he didn't take it out to cover his mouth, Lu Mingfei was really afraid that he would vomit and be disliked.

Since Lu Mingfei was sitting in the cafeteria waiting for the chef to serve his food, vomiting at that moment would greatly affect other people's appetite.

Fingel, who was sitting at the same table as Lu Mingfei, did not do what Lu Mingfei did. Instead, he held Eva's hands in his own to warm them up: "It's too slow. Can't you serve the food first?"

"Say less," Eva advised Fingel. "The incident happened suddenly, and only ninety people boarded the ship. Principal Angers and the professors must have contacted other forces."

Lu Mingfei felt somewhat fortunate upon hearing this. If there had been more forces coming to the Arctic this time, he might have been able to return alive.

On the night of the emergency assembly at Norma, Lu Mingfei thought the entire school was mobilized, with a large and united force heading north to slay the dragon.

When they arrived in New York, they found that apart from the 30-person team led by Senior Brother Chu and Senior Sister Susie, Principal Angers had only selected about 50 elites.

Including the vice-principal and the professors, there were only ninety mixed-race people on board. Ninety people were going to fight the Black King?
Lu Mingfei was even willing to risk his life to persuade Principal Angers not to let hatred cloud his judgment and not to head north so rashly. Unfortunately, the cowardly boy, once on the icebreaker and actually seeing Angers, didn't dare utter a single word. Now, listening to his senior brothers and sisters, he wondered if there were other forces at play?

For Lu Mingfei, this was truly the best news.

Caesar, sitting with his arms crossed on the other side of Lu Mingfei, also turned his gaze upon hearing this: "Will the Old Church and the Snake Clan come?"

Despite suffering repeated setbacks from Chu Zihang and the Genji brothers, Caesar remained arrogant, believing that it would be meaningless for other forces to send more ordinary hybrids. He thought that if the Old Church or the Genji brothers were to come, the chances of winning this war against the Black King would increase.

Chu Zihang and Su Qian sat opposite the four people. Chu Zihang did not say a word, and was not as troubled as Lu Mingfei. He simply placed his hands on the table, sitting properly, and was not afraid of the cold at all.

Susie wondered if she should give Caesar a lucky blessing as a small compensation, otherwise she would feel somewhat guilty.

Without Fingel needing to answer Caesar's question, Angers, along with the vice-principal and several professors, walked in from outside the cafeteria: "Haha, everyone, thank you for waiting. Before we eat, I have some good news to tell you."

"It's not just us, nor just the four elders of the Secret Party and some of the school board families. Other forces, such as the Old Church, the Ivanov family, and the Sera family, have also come to the Arctic to fight alongside us!"

Upon learning that they had so many allies, many students cheered excitedly. To be honest, with only 90 people on their boat, the students weren't really confident about going to find the Black King.

Having a slightly larger number of people can really boost morale.

When Caesar heard about the Old Church, his expression became more composed and reassured, while Lu Mingfei was more concerned about the Sera family.

The reason is simple: in the last battle to defend Tokyo Bay, the former head of this family was killed by the Corpse Guardian, and there were quite a few farcical incidents that followed. Lu Mingfei couldn't help but wonder: "Isn't the Sera family supposed to be an old power in Australia? The old head of the family died in battle in Tokyo not long ago, and only after the new head of the family was appointed did they rush north to participate in the war? Are they abandoning their homeland in Australia?"

By the time the question was asked, the chef had already started serving the dishes, all of them large bowls of hot soup and broth, as other dishes would easily get cold.

“No, that’s not it.” Fingel warmed Eva with one hand this time and served her soup with the other: “Australia has modern heavy firepower to defend against the dragon scourge, and the old church’s Australian diocese is also helping. The Sera family can easily mobilize manpower.”

Lu Mingfei blinked, marveling at how the Sera family's sycophantic ways remained unchanged. They were willing to give up their entire fortune to the Old Church just to get on board with the Secret Party; they were truly persistent.

"Bang! Bang bang!" The continuous sounds of large glaciers breaking apart echoed through the canteen. No one found it strange; the icebreaker would shatter glaciers from time to time, making such sounds, and everyone was already used to it.

"Bang bang bang!" The sounds of ice breaking became more frequent and arrhythmic, and everyone began to realize that something was wrong.

As soon as Vice Principal Nicholas stood up, Angers, who was sitting next to him, disappeared. The next second, Angers' voice came over the loudspeaker: "A group of dragons has been spotted two nautical miles to the southwest."

"We've probably encountered pure-blooded dragons summoned to the Arctic by the Black King. Everyone, return to your cabins in an orderly fashion to retrieve your weapons. Do not panic and trample! Follow Norma's instructions!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a high-frequency alarm sounded over the loudspeaker. The students, undeterred by the heat, downed the hot soup in one gulp and prepared to return to their cabins to retrieve their equipment.

The members at Lu Mingfei's table also started moving, and as they walked out of the cafeteria, Susie was very puzzled: "Strange, why did we run into a group of dragons?"

Has she suddenly become unlucky?
Caesar glanced at Susie. What was so strange about that? Various forces were heading north to slay the dragon, and the dragons were also summoned north by the Black King. They were bound to meet sooner or later. It was a high-probability event. What did it have to do with bad luck?
Chu Zihang and Fingel, unlike Caesar, could fully understand Susie's meaning. Although Susie had been promoted to Sequence 4 Doom Mage and her potion name contained 'Doom', she had not lost the good luck passive she had gained in the previous sequences.

Susie is still on this icebreaker, how could she possibly be unlucky enough to encounter a group of dragons? Normally, shouldn't she be lucky enough to avoid the dragons and reach her destination smoothly?

Chu Zihang and Fingel exchanged a glance and nodded in tacit agreement. They both believed that something was amiss, and the sudden appearance of the dragons was suspicious.

Lu Mingfei hadn't thought that far ahead. He just felt incredibly unlucky. Stepping out of the well-heated cafeteria, every breath he took felt like inhaling shards of ice, causing a stinging pain from his nasal cavity to his lungs.

Before they could even return to the lower deck, they saw the rapidly approaching swarm of dragons! The dragons were fast, giving the Kassel crew almost no time to prepare.

The two leading dragons each had a body length exceeding fifty meters.

The giant dragon on the left, covered in ice-blue bone armor, whipped up ice crystal hurricanes with every flap of its wings, which were studded with ice. The giant beast on the right, covered in dark red scales that looked like uncooled lava, caused the ice beneath its feet to hiss and melt away without being touched, releasing distorted white vapors that were rare in the Arctic.

The white vapor, upon encountering the Ice Armor Dragon, would immediately condense into tiny ice crystals and snowflakes that fell into the air. Upon encountering the Lava Sub-Generation, it would instantly vaporize, creating a continuous cycle.

Around the two dragons, there were also medium and small pure-blooded dragons ranging from ten to thirty meters in length, either circling around the two dragons or crawling to clear a path for them.

The densely packed glaciers, trampled and impacted by the dragons, groaned in agony, their once solid ice surface now cracking like a spiderweb simply from the dragons' footsteps.

Especially beneath those enormous dragons, or those that were the leaders and radiated intense heat, the ice layer even partially collapsed, revealing the grey-blue seawater below, which emitted a chilling aura.

The seawater near the scorching dragon was no longer calm; it churned violently as if it were being boiled, forming wisps of thin white mist.

"Two second-generation species!"

"Damn it, there are so many third-generation and fourth-generation species! There are too many of them, Norma, count them quickly!"

Norma's synthesized voice came from the broadcast: "Detection: two second-generation species; 19 third-generation species; 32 dinosaurs below the third generation."

53 dragons?! The people of Kassel were almost in despair!

They weren't unfamiliar with fighting dragons; previously on Bellow Island, thousands of hybrids from various factions worked together to hunt down a similar number of dragons.

However, they only have one ship full of hybrids, and the number of people is less than a hundred. On average, two people have to deal with one pure-blooded dragon.

How to fight this?
The young freshman hadn't even experienced the Bello Island incident; he was chosen by Angers simply because of his A-grade bloodline. He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound; only his chest heaved violently as he tried to grasp the increasingly thin, lung-tearing icy air.

Beside him stood a scarred, experienced third-year student who had witnessed many events, yet his face remained deathly pale in the face of such a large group of dragons.

Many students are in a state of near despair, as if they have already sensed the shadow of death.

(End of this chapter)