Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the Elden Ring

Finally, the ancient dragon with the jet-black skeleton beneath Melina stood up. Its body was as huge as the leader's, and it was covered with jet-black scales with an even more primitive design. Its royal domain had already unfolded when it awoke.

Lu Mingfei guessed correctly. This was a war fortress, with a history even older than the Black King's era. This war was just an insignificant one in that era, and both sides' generals were noble first-generation beings.

If he had left a little later, he would have understood that Melina was not trapped in endless loneliness, but in a war that was long and almost endless.

"Fortunately, the king is both easy to understand and easy to persuade." Melina's eyes were slightly closed, with a faint smile beneath them.

She stood atop the ancient dragon's head, her body engulfed in golden flames, wielding a short dagger in one hand and a black curved sword in the other. When she raised her eyes again, only awe and majesty remained within them.

"No one shall be allowed to disturb His soul until the King has fulfilled His wish."

……

Under a beach umbrella, a man lay on a chair, wearing a Hawaiian shirt and white shorts, his chest and abdominal muscles clearly defined, while two bikini-clad women applied sunscreen to him.

"Girls, go pack up your windsurfing boards, we'll go play in the water later," the man said gently, opening his eyes.

After the lady left, the well-dressed old man slowly walked over. He looked very old, with gray hair, but his thin face had a pair of sharp, piercing, iron-gray eyes.

Chapter 151 Behind the Scenes

"Hey, old buddy, you've finally decided to close that antique shop?" the man greeted him warmly.

"You clearly know everything, why are you teasing me? There are no security cameras here," the old man said helplessly.

"Still so lacking in humor... Friedrich von Lönn." The man's tone turned cold, and a glass of whiskey appeared in his hand without him noticing.

He gently swirled the glass, the liquid clinging to the sides, releasing the delightful aroma of malt whisky.

Friedrich waited silently, bowing respectfully.

The man sighed helplessly, "Don't be so discouraged. It's just one setback. Don't you understand that failure is the mother of success? You've been in that country for so many years."

“I was seen by a student from Kassel College. He forced me to use the ‘Trick Mask’ and even fought me to a draw in my Deadpool form.” Friedrich’s voice was low. “In that case, my old friend will probably get the news soon.”

“Fingal von Frings? He’s an avenger too. Look how powerful hatred is. I really look forward to the day he’s consumed by hatred and becomes Deadpool.” The man raised his glass and took a sip. “The flames of resentment, fragrant and mellow, are a fine wine that those in hell must savor.”

"And the King of Earth and Mountains, Lu Mingfei, has once again obtained the complete power of the twins," Friedrich continued, "He seems to have built his own Nibelungen."

"The power of my dear brothers and sisters is indeed one of the most crucial powers, but compared to our cause, it is still nothing to worry about," the man said leisurely. "Jörmungandr, though a dragon king, is nothing more than a prisoner, living in constant fear. We are different. The great, ultimate end... is our day of godhood."

"We will surely succeed." Friedrich knelt under the invisible pressure, but a hint of fanaticism flickered in his eyes. "We swear to serve you to the death, my lord."

"Don't keep talking about death. As long as you remain useful, you're worthless once you're dead." The man gazed at the sea. Under the bright sunlight, the water shimmered, and the distant horizon met the blue sky, forming a blurred yet magnificent dividing line. On the other side of the sea was a western country located in the east. "How are things on the Japanese side?"

“God has awakened, and Herzog is doing exactly what we have instructed him to do.”

"He's a good pawn. Clever guys are the easiest to control, but alas... times have changed. The old path to godhood is no longer the best option. Once that guy is under control, let's release the news about Japan." The man casually decided on some extremely important events, even destiny.

"That guy?" Friedrich asked, puzzled.

“Of course it’s that informant in Angers,” the man smiled. “Don’t they want Odin? Just give him one.”

“Understood.” Friedrich nodded. “There’s one more thing. Since the BJ incident, Norma has been trying to attack Friga online. Perhaps if we release information again, it will arouse suspicion.”

“Go ahead and do it, don’t be afraid. Friga and Norma are among the ‘Three Sisters’ of the same level, so there’s nothing to worry about.” The man waved his hand. “The most important thing now is to infiltrate the Divine Punishment system and military facilities around the world. Activate Gulveig.”

"Yes."

Bikini-clad women in the distance wave to the men; their beautiful bodies, glistening with water, shimmer like the sea.

The man stood up. "Go do your thing. Don't worry about Angers finding you. He'll be exhausted by 'God' soon."

Friedrich left, and the black Cadillac DTS glided to the side of the driveway and opened the door for him.

During the off-season for tourism, there are only a few SUVs, pickup trucks, or station wagons on the road, usually carrying a family of several people. They watch with curiosity as this luxury car, the same model as the US President's "Army One," cuts into the main road and speeds away.

……

Lu Mingfei returned to the pitch-black hall. This small Nibelungen was eerily quiet, yet a sliver of light shone through.

Lu Mingfei picked up the crystalline granule. It had a rough surface and an irregular shape. It seemed to be a semi-transparent material, mixed with many grayish-white misty particles... It looked just like the ash crystals of Jormungandr's spirit, Jormungandr's relics?

He hesitated, not understanding what it was, so he tried to infuse it with pure spiritual elements.

The "relic" suddenly came to life, breaking down into extremely fine particles that floated in the air, forming a grayish-white cloud. When the cloud condensed again, Jormungandr, dressed in a maid outfit, appeared.

Lu Mingfei stared at her for a few seconds, and judging from her slightly curious and wary expression, Jormungandr had become "Xia Mi".

Or rather, based on the phenomena observed in Old Tang and Constantine, it should be Jormungandr's humanity. Xia Mi is a character that Jormungandr pieced together using Chu Zihang's preferences, while the "Xia Mi" before them is Jormungandr's true personality.

Unexpectedly, even a Great Rune that strips away the spirit can still extract the spirit's personality.

"Do you still remember who you are?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Xia Mi still looked at him warily, and after a moment she spoke hesitantly, "I am Jormungandr, and Xia Mi is an alias I used to do something... I've done many things, but I don't remember them. Are you my... creditor?"

"Whether you're faking it or you really have amnesia, from now on, let's call you Xia Mi." Lu Mingfei was a little tired and didn't want to discuss this issue anymore.

Perhaps Chu Zihang would be interested in studying this, after all, he has very few friends, and a "childhood sweetheart" who suddenly appears, even if she is the Dragon King, probably holds a significant place in his heart.

Lu Mingfei turned on the lights, leaving her alone in the living room to calm down, and returned to the villa by himself.

In the living room, the butler brewed tea for Angers and the others to cleanse their palates after the meal. Caesar, wearing a bathrobe, appeared to have just taken a bath.

“Mr. Lu,” the butler stepped forward and said in a low voice, “Outside the villa area, there was a group of Italians looking for Caesar, and a Chinese college student looking for Chu Zihang. I had the security guards stop them.”

In Lu Mingfei's perception, the butler was carrying at least four weapons, and the security guards in this community must be quite capable to have stopped Gattuso's secretary.

"I understand." He guessed that Su Enxi had instructed the butler to only obey his orders, so before he came out, the butler's job was to serve the guests well and keep them there.

"Did you rest well?" Lu Mingfei sat down in a seat.

Fenrir was lying on a kangaroo-skin sofa eating potato chips. Su Enxi relied on potato chips to suppress her alcohol addiction, so a large quantity of potato chips were kept in each of her residences. Fenrir especially loved this fragrant and crispy puffed snack.

Leave

There seemed to be something wrong with the boiled pork slices I ate at the cafeteria for lunch. I had a terrible headache in the afternoon, so I took a day off and went back to my apartment to sleep.

I've vomited twice now, and my head still hurts. I looked it up on Baidu and it seems like food poisoning. I'm going to the hospital now.

Actually, vomiting is okay, but the main problem is dizziness and nausea, which really make it impossible to type.

I feel like every time I say I'll update more chapters, it's like I'm setting a flag... Ugh.

Chapter 152 Long Talk

"Someone's waiting for you outside." Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang and Caesar. "Hurry up, the security guards might not be able to stop you soon."

Caesar and Chu Zihang exchanged a glance, then looked at the composed Angers, both realizing that they wanted to speak privately.

"We're leaving now," the two said to the principal.

“Okay, remember you don’t need to submit a mission report. I’ve already discussed it with Professor Schneider. This mission will be carried out with 'SS' level confidentiality,” Angers said calmly. “You did a better job this time.”

"Thank you." After Caesar and Chu Zihang finished speaking, they returned to their temporary guest room to pack their things and left the villa area under the guidance of the butler.

Only Lu Mingfei and Angers remained in the quiet tea room. Night had fallen outside the window, and the streetlights along the lake were on, casting a fine, continuous drizzle within their illumination.

“Principal Angers, shall we stand on ceremony?” Lu Mingfei poured a cup of tea. The clear, bright tea had a mixed fragrance of bean, orchid, and chestnut.

Su Enxi's collection of teas consisted of top-quality teas, but unfortunately Lu Mingfei didn't understand them. He just thought the tea was fresh, mellow, and quite delicious.

“We were bound to have this conversation sooner or later,” Angers said. “I just didn’t expect you to confront me now.”

“The information I obtained before and the ways I obtained it were too limited. Even if I were to be frank with you, it wouldn’t necessarily be very useful.” Lu Mingfei smiled. “Now, the pieces in my puzzle have pieced together a blurry picture. I need yours to verify and complete it.”

“Where shall we begin?” Angers looked out the window and said softly, “It should be the day I met the ‘Supreme.’ The S-class agent of the Execution Department released the Word of Power Rhine. The land was scorched, and everyone was busy cleaning up the limbs scattered everywhere and controlling the boy when he came to me.”

"In 1992, on the Sino-Russian border." Lu Mingfei took a sip of tea and spoke up to indicate that he was listening.

"That's right. Before that incident, there was actually another top-secret event, so secret that the Secret Service sealed all related documents..."

"On the night of December 25, 1991, a violent explosion occurred at the frozen port north of Verkhoyansk, and the fighter jets sent to reconnoiter encountered an attack by a mysterious creature." Lu Mingfei casually recounted the information he had read.

Angers smiled wryly, "Even some of the current board members are not allowed to know about this incident, but I'm not surprised that you know."

"A dragon king escaped from that port, right?" Lu Mingfei asked.

“No, he should be called ‘Supreme,’ but at the time everyone in the Secret Society thought he was the Dragon King because someone sold this information to the Secret Society through secret channels,” Angers continued. “The Secret Society mobilized almost all of its elites, some from the Kassel College, and some with gray identities. It was an extremely fierce battle. He was unlike any dragon we had ever encountered. He was very changeable, very cunning, and very much like a human.”

“He didn’t have Fenrir’s dragon body, but with just a black military dagger, he killed hundreds of A-class and S-class hybrids along the way.” Angers sighed. “When everyone thought the mission had failed and the dragon king was about to escape control, a few old guys from the elders’ council issued a clearing order, deciding to use the most powerful weapons available at the time to finish off this dragon, even at the cost of sacrificing nearby agents.”

“I know that it was the Word Spirit Rhine who ultimately ended the incident.” Lu Mingfei asked curiously, “Did you have any other options at the time?”

“Of course, at that time, the most powerful weapon of the Secret Service was not high-blooded hybrids or alchemical weapons, but nuclear bombs.” Angers said slowly, “Nuclear bombs... In the beginning, Einstein wrote to Ralph to explain the importance of nuclear bombs to the anti-fascist war, and the government allocated $6000... No one expected that this thing would completely change the world order.”

“Most of the physicists, chemists, and physical chemists involved in the Manhattan Project were your people, including even the politicians who promoted the project and the financial institutions that provided funding,” Lu Mingfei said. “You were the first organization to possess nuclear weapons.”

“That’s right.” Angers shrugged. “When the Cold War happened, the Soviet Union had just ended, and the number of nuclear weapons in the hands of the Soviets was at its peak. But that’s also the problem. Various agencies under the Soviet Union were plundering the Soviet Union’s legacy in every way.”

“Using nuclear weapons would plunge the world into chaos and turmoil once again. The success of World War II gave the Peruvian Party a taste of success, I guess,” Lu Mingfei said slowly. “During the Cold War, the Peruvian Party was probably fully involved in the power struggle between the two camps, which is why they were so eager to use the Soviet Union’s resources to recover.”

“Yes, in comparison, Rhine becomes the relatively cheap, safe, and efficient ‘strongest weapon,’ at the cost of that S-class specialist’s life. But they say the battlefield for slaying dragons is always bloody.” Angers said expressionlessly.

“It’s not their blood that’s being shed.” A cold glint flashed in Lu Mingfei’s eyes. “I know that in the end Rhine severely damaged the target, but I couldn’t find any record of what happened after that.”

“Because what happened next could no longer be described as top secret. The Secret Party suffered heavy losses, and the Supreme was seriously injured and fell into a coma. At this time, the Doomsday Faction entered the scene and took over the situation… Your father, Lu Lincheng, used the alchemical weapon 'Gungnir' to pierce the 'Supreme's' chest, which truly brought control of that powerful and bizarre creature. Then, he transported away that unprecedented trophy by helicopter.” Angers continued to recount the truth of the incident, “At that time, I did not have the power I have now in the Board of Trustees. I was just a representative of the Board of Trustees directing operations on the front lines.”

“Then, I saw the ‘Supreme’ who should have fallen come before me, completely untouched, as if the battle had never happened. What’s even stranger is that the people around me seemed to ignore him.” Angers slowly exhaled. “He looked like a complete child, dressed in a formal suit and square-toed leather shoes. I activated Time Zero, but he was completely unaffected in my domain. That was the first time I saw my limits, which was incredibly cruel for an Avenger.”

"He told me that the helicopter that took his body wasn't heading to Kassel College, but to some doomsday faction base in Siberia. He was willing to make a deal with me..."

"Would it be convenient to talk about the details of the transaction?" Lu Mingfei asked.

“Of course, I came here today ready to tell you everything…” Angers stared into his eyes. “You may not have noticed it yourself, but your eyes have changed since you came out of the Beijing subway. They used to look a bit like mine, but now they look like one of my good friends. I believe you are a better ally than ‘Supreme’.”

Chapter 153 The Wind King's Egg

“He said the dragons were his enemies, and he was willing to cooperate with me before the Black King died…” Angers began to recount his deal with Lu Mingze. “It sounds just like the hybrids. The vast majority of hybrids are now united and have reached a consensus in secret because of the existence of the Black Emperor.”

"You really trust him that much?"

“Of course not, but I’m curious what a Dragon King-level being would want me to do for him.” Angers sighed. “It was this thought that led me astray.”

"What do you mean?" Lu Mingfei noticed the look of deep emotion on Angers' face.

“He didn’t immediately reveal the details of the deal, but just told me some information.” Angers narrowed his eyes, “The location of one of the twin eggs of the Sky and Wind Kings.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei sat up straight. "He told you right away as soon as we met?"