Lu Mingfei is transforming into the final boss.

Chapter 95 What You Demand

The power of blood.

Chu Zihang put down the book in his hand, the one Lu Mingfei had given him, and turned his gaze to the sky outside the window. The weather was fine today, and the moon hung in the sky right on time, reflecting its bright light.

Lu Mingfei's words still lingered in his mind.

His father once said that bloodline is like a hunter in the jungle; because he is his father's son, he will one day be caught up.

Blessing or curse—I can't figure it out.

I can't figure it out at all.

10:30am

"This is a city that evokes nostalgia; it's been over a decade since I last visited."

Hilbert Jean Angers walked out of the airport. Over a hundred years old, he was still very fit. His muscles made him look like an active athlete. It would be hard for anyone to imagine that he was born in the 19th century, that is, the Victorian era.

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When his partner stopped responding, he knew it was time to make his move.

He didn't trust anyone else to do this; he had to do it himself. Lu Mingfei was a created child, an artificial messiah, the only tool for humanity to destroy the dragon race, and also humanity's savior, the trigger that saved the world from destruction.

"Please go to this address."

He hailed a taxi and spoke to the driver in fluent Chinese that didn't match his appearance.

Because the incident happened so suddenly, he didn't have time to prepare his car.

"Your Chinese is really good."

The driver was also surprised by the English gentleman's fluent Chinese. He had met many foreigners, but none of them could speak Chinese so fluently.

"After all, I am an educator, so it is only natural for me to learn and become proficient in various languages."

As for why he knew Lu Mingfei's address, the answer is that her address was easy to obtain, or rather, Lu Mingfei herself didn't hide anything. Even ordinary people could easily get it with a little effort, let alone mixed-race people.

So, has it been an awakening? Analyzing it from that perspective, that's the only possible explanation.

That would be bad. There has never been a precedent in the world for what a vessel that has awakened the Emperor's Soul will become, but judging from Lu Mingfei's actions, she probably hasn't awakened any antisocial personality disorder.

Was it the fusion of his personality and the emperor's soul that caused him to lose sight of himself? Angers kept thinking to himself. There weren't many possibilities, only a few. In short, the fact that Lu Mingfei hadn't done anything outrageous was enough to prove something. If it were the emperor, his uncontrollable rage and destructive desires would have already driven him to action.

But he still had to be cautious, after all, that was no ordinary person.

"An educator? That's wonderful. Are you a Chinese literature major?"

"No, it's for archaeology."

The two chatted casually. Taxi drivers are usually very talkative, and this one was no exception. He talked about everything from the south to the north, from geography to the sky, and even the universe. Angers was also a talkative person; he didn't mind communicating with people.

"Alright, we're here, sir."

"Keep the change, please."

Angers pulled out a wad of banknotes.

"Thank you so much."

The money Angers gave far exceeded the cost of the trip, and was equivalent to his total income for several days. Everyone says that foreigners will tip people with good service. He used to think it was a joke, but it turns out it's true.

"It looks like just a simple old building, no alchemical matrix, no guards, no surveillance cameras. Very confident." Angers smiled and gently pressed the doorbell.

"The doorbell is broken."

A girl with platinum blonde hair walked out from the other side of the iron gate, her voice devoid of any emotion.

"You don't look like a servant."

Angers calmly looked at Zero; he had no memory of such a person.

"She's just her roommate. Come in, she's already waiting."

"Looks like I'm the one who's here. Aren't you going to fix the doorbell?"

Zero didn't say a word, but silently steered Angers toward a positive direction.

Lu Mingfei was already sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"Long time no see, Hilbert Jean Angers, you've got a quick move."

As she commented, Zero had already silently gone up to the third floor; she shouldn't be here having this conversation.

"It seems you are not the Lu Mingfei I know. You have awakened, or something else."

"I'm still the Lu Mingfei you know. Saying we know each other or nothing, do you think we're that close?" she asked back with a smile.

Angers wouldn't say something like, "I held you when you were little," because that would be a bit boring. In terms of seniority, this guy in front of him is many cavemen above him.

His calm and unassuming aura and presence were precisely what made him feel apprehensive, which meant that Lu Mingfei had already moved beyond the rudimentary stage of needing to intimidate others with his golden eyes.

"You know? I had no idea that cute girl would undergo such a drastic change, to the point that her personality and character are completely different. Let me get straight to the point, are you Lu Mingfei—or Nidhogg?"

"Asking such a question is suicidal, Hilbert Jean Angers." Lu Mingfei rested her chin on her left hand, looking at Angers with a mocking gaze. "To attempt to manipulate the power of the gods with the body and mind of a human being, should I call it arrogance or foolishness?"

"Maybe both."

Angers picked up the cup and saucer of black tea, a very fragrant Darjeeling.

"They admitted it quite readily."

"I never deny the path I've chosen, no matter what it may be, as long as the result is what I need."

"In that case, you and she are the same kind of people."

"she?"

"Your collaborator."

"I see."

"Feeling disgusted by betrayal?"

"That doesn't count as betrayal, it's just mutual exploitation. You hate betrayal just as much, don't you?"

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Honesty is a quality that is acceptable.

Your wish is to destroy the dragon race, isn't it?

"May I ask, from what standpoint do you make this statement?"

"Of course it's Lu Mingfei."

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"It doesn't look like it at all to me."

"No matter what your identity is, it will ultimately only be one of the countless qualities contained within that identity."

A burning desire for revenge consumes your soul like a raging fire.

Like a constantly lashing whip, it drives you ever closer to the end of death.

Like prey being chased in the jungle, death awaits when it stops.

What is it that you are pursuing, Hilbert Jean Angers?

"For an old person like me, who knows whether death or tomorrow will come first?"

"People commit sins at inappropriate times, act without knowing the current situation, think they are heading towards new hope, but in reality they have boarded a train whose final destination is death. This may also be a kind of arrogance."

"Who exactly are you? You're not Lu Mingfei."

Angers looked at Lu Mingfei with a faint sense of inhumanity and a look of pity in his eyes, as if he were grieving.