Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 145: A Hall Full of Fallen Blood Demons

The bald commander's veins bulged, a look of despair flashed across his face, and he slammed the empty gun at Lu Mingfei. Then he drew the tactical dagger from his waist, his golden eyes lit up, and he pounced on Lu Mingfei.

Seeing this, the other combatants also drew their weapons and followed, roaring as they went.

Lu Mingfei sighed, thinking to himself that with all your strength combined, you're only as good as one of the Grik Knights. Wouldn't it be better to just stay where you are and wait for me to tie you up?
A battle is imminent and inevitable.

Faced with these desperate last-ditch efforts, Lu Mingfei naturally showed no mercy. He wasn't a rookie on his first battlefield experience, nor was he a sheltered flower untouched by blood and fire; he had fought his way up from the meat grinder-like borderlands!
During the raid, he also destroyed several laboratories. It must be said, calling this group a cult is truly well-deserved and entirely justified.

Their hands are stained with the blood of innocent people. Among the Deadpool test subjects who were induced to become mutated, many were clearly ordinary people kidnapped from who-knows-where.

So, you bunch of people.
Kill!

The light in his golden eyes surged, his muscles bulged, and the Greatsword of the Lost Knight in his hand transformed into two silver storms, fiercely meeting the attack! The terrifying weight and length made these two weapons, which should not have existed in this world, into the scythes of death, each swing bringing up blood mist and severed limbs.

The wind howled through the air!

He sent several fighters who were trying to surround him flying, weapons and all, crashing into the wall with varying sounds, a mix of cracking bones and their screams.

The bald commander's desperate lunge was easily blocked by Lu Mingfei, who casually swung his greatsword with his left hand as if swatting a fly. Accompanied by a short scream, the commander, whose bloodline was considered excellent in the organization, at least B+, was sent flying and smashed a corner of the instrument!
Bishop Eberhard watched as his elite troops were harvested by Lu Mingfei like wheat, his face contorted in agony.

If we don't give it our all now, we're doomed!

"For the 'Dust and Mist,' for the new era!!"

Bishop Eberhard roared hoarsely with a morbid, dying madness.

With trembling hands, he suddenly pulled several tiny syringes from the inner pocket of his robe and slammed them down at the feet of the combatants who were huddled in the corner, shaking like leaves.

"Use it! Quickly! Use it, and you will gain power comparable to that of the gods!!"

The three combatants stared at the syringes rolling at their feet, the viscous, dark golden liquid inside flowing slowly as if it were alive.

Their eyes were filled with extreme resistance and fear, and their bodies trembled even more violently.

This thing is the unfinished "Blood of Valhalla"!
Those members guarding the perimeter might not know, but for those core members who had almost always followed the bishop, the origin of this thing was all too clear!

The so-called "place of dust and mist" was originally just a dying, local German mixed-race organization that actually split off from an ancient sect called the "Twilight Dogma".

One day, the bishop suddenly claimed that he had received a revelation from "God". After that, he not only found the next generation of the creature that was said to be the offspring of Jormungandr, but also provided the forbidden technology to make an evolution potion from the blood of the ancient dragon. Subsequently, "The Place of Dust and Mist" made a name for itself in the German hybrid race and soared to the top!
The dark golden liquid in the bottle is a highly concentrated, yet-to-be-tested, second-generation serum! It has severe side effects and an extremely high rate of loss of control!
But looking at Lu Mingfei, who stood like a demon god in the pool of blood, ruthlessly wielding his twin swords, and the bishop's almost predatory gaze...
The desire to live overcame the fear.

"Ugh—" one of them roared like a beast, grabbed a syringe from the ground, crushed the sealed neck, and used high-pressure air to push the syringe, slowly injecting the medicine into his veins.

The other two, as if infected as well, rushed to grab the injections!
"Ho ho ho"

The first combatant to be injected arched his back violently, as if countless living creatures were writhing wildly beneath his skin. The blood of Valhalla surged through his veins like a runaway dragon, incredible chemical reactions and biological evolution occurring within him, and a surge of heat rushing to the top of his head and the ends of his limbs.

He heard his bones growing wildly, and the bottom of his pupils reflected a blazing golden light. His body began to expand and twist at a visible speed, and metallic dark blue scales pierced through his combat uniform and skin, quickly covering his arms, neck, and cheeks! Sharp bone spurs emerged one after another, and his fingernails were replaced by newly grown, blade-like claws.

They are undergoing a process of partial dragonification! Although they are far from achieving the perfect dragon-human body, their surging power and ferocious appearance have completely transcended the realm of humanity!

The feeling of being invincible and ruling the world filled their hearts, their confidence grew wildly, and the savagery and killing intent surging from the depths of their blood completely overwhelmed their fear of Lu Mingfei.

This potion, named after the paradise in Norse mythology, did not turn them into heroic spirits. Instead, it completely unleashed the evil within them, turning them into monsters like demons!

As Bishop Eberhard watched this scene, a final flash of madness crossed his face. His iron-grey eyes suddenly turned gold, and ancient, majestic, and decree-like dragon-script syllables burst forth from his mouth!
Word of Power: The King's Servant!

Serial number 28.

Enhances the physical abilities of living beings within the domain. In ancient times, the dragons used this power to inspire and strengthen the humans and even beasts loyal to them, turning them into an army.

The three combatants' bodies shuddered violently once more! The pain and confusion in their eyes caused by the drastic change were instantly replaced by an intense fighting spirit! Their muscles bulged beneath their scales, their bones groaned under the strain, and their roars, mixed with dragon roars, shook the entire control room!

"Tear him apart!"

The bishop roared with his last ounce of strength.

Three half-dragon monsters, three hybrids whose sanity was nearly shattered and whose strength was close to that of a super A-rank monster, were like three out-of-control war machines. With a whooshing sound that tore through the air, they pounced on Lu Mingfei with speed and power far exceeding their previous strength! Their claws swung out, bringing with them a shrill sound of air being torn apart, aiming straight for his head and chest!

Lu Mingfei's golden eyes narrowed instantly! A strong sense of crisis instantly enveloped his heart! He could feel the terrifying power contained in the bloody wind that was rushing towards him.

These three guys are more than ten times stronger than that bald guy from before; their strength is already approaching that of the knights under Grik's command!

His arms were bulging with muscles, and the veins on his skin were bulging like dragons as he wielded two brutal weapons!
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　Hey everyone, how are you all doing!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)