Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the Elden Ring

“You guessed right.” Su Xiaoqiang snapped her fingers, then suddenly paused, because Lu Mingfei’s eyes were somewhat gloomy.

"Uh, even if you find out that a beautiful girl like me has a boyfriend, you don't have to be so sad, right?" Su Xiaoqiang's eyes were mischievous.

The elevator has reached the 24th floor and is slowing down to stop.

Lu Mingfei quickly pressed the emergency stop button, and the elevator came to a sudden stop. The lights flashed, and the number on the floor display screen changed from 24 to 25.

“Turn around, cover your ears, and crouch in the corner.” Golden light flashed in Lu Mingfei’s eyes, and when Su Xiaoqiang met his gaze, an irresistible fear welled up inside her.

Some time ago, Su Xiaoqiang had a dream in which Lu Mingfei, in this very form, slaughtered his way through the entire Shilan Middle School. She clearly remembered that right in front of her, Lu Mingfei beheaded Zhao Menghua with a single stroke.

She had read some psychology books about dreams and had her own interpretation of this unusually vivid dream. She believed that the dream was a reflection of the punch Lu Mingfei threw at Zhao Menghua in reality.

Why did she remember that scene in real life so vividly that it even led to a dream? Su Xiaoqiang, who was never one to overthink things, concluded that she must have fallen in love with Lu Mingfei.

She used to have a crush on Zhao Menghua, but Zhao Menghua chose Chen Wenwen. When she was most helpless and wanted to run away, it was another person who was kept in the dark—Lu Mingfei—who punched that scumbag in the face.

That was something she wanted to do but didn't dare to do, so Lu Mingfei became a symbol of "courage" in her heart, and the deep impression Lu Mingfei left on her became a dream.

Su Xiaoqiang felt she had figured everything out, so she searched for the address of Kassel College online, wanting to fly to the United States to find Lu Mingfei, but she couldn't find any detailed information no matter what she tried.

It was as if that neurotic recruitment team had vanished with Lu Mingfei at Station Nine and Three-Quarters...

She only met Lu Mingfei again today, so she quickly followed him. Even saying that she had a boyfriend was a lie, just to test Lu Mingfei's attitude. The reason she was here was because her father was forcing her to go on blind dates.

But now she suddenly realized that she had been overthinking it; the dream had no symbolic meaning at all, but was simply a realistic depiction!

Behind her, the sound of a blade piercing the elevator and cutting through bone seeped into her ears through her fingers, and an extremely foul odor wafted up, like some kind of semi-rotten blood.

She was trembling uncontrollably, but she obediently covered her ears and squatted in the corner, trying to distract herself by thinking about other things.

Lu Mingfei didn't notice the Deadpools at first, until he smelled them as the elevator approached the floor. Their bodies had been specially treated; they had no heartbeat or breathing, and their condition was very close to that of corpses.

Therefore, their combat power is very weak. Not to mention dealing with Lu Mingfei, even if they encounter Chu Zihang or Caesar, it would be difficult to inflict even a few wounds.

These Deadpools are there to deal with Su Xiaoqiang.

The hotel corridors are cleaned regularly, and the timing of releasing these dying Death Servants must be precise, such as when the target is about to arrive.

Lu Mingfei produced a jet-black curved blade, its blade wreathed in terrifying dragon flames, piercing the bodies of the Dead Servants as easily as cutting butter.

Almost instantly, Lu Mingfei stepped out of the elevator and transformed into a black shadow, while the Deadpools fell one by one in a series of gusts of wind.

After finishing everything, Lu Mingfei called the local branch, then lifted the carpet to wrap Deadpool's body and took it to the door of the warehouse at the end of the corridor where cleaning tools were kept.

He could have simply burned all traces, but that should have been done by the branch.

"Alright, come out now." Lu Mingfei then summoned a gust of wind, which swept away most of the smells in the corridor.

Su Xiaoqiang mustered her courage and peeked into the corridor, only to find that Lu Mingfei was the only person there. It was as if the terrifying sounds that had just come from a moment ago were just an illusion.

"Don't even think about it." Lu Mingfei snapped his fingers in front of her.

She suddenly stopped thinking and just stared blankly at Lu Mingfei.

“Go back to your room and treat this as a nightmare,” Lu Mingfei said.

Su Xiaoqiang nodded blankly, taking out her room card as she walked towards her room. She suddenly stepped on some sticky liquid in the cracks between the bricks, but simply stomped her feet and pretended not to see it.

After Su Xiaoqiang closed the door, Lu Mingfei turned around and sent a message to Su Enxi.

Chapter 158 The Metamorphosis of Fenrir

Lu Mingfei used the Word of Power "King's Servant" on Su Xiaoqiang. This Word of Power has a certain control over targets that are not hostile and can act as a sedative and a mild hypnotic.

With this suggestion, the branch's medical staff wouldn't need to hypnotize or brainwash her.

The branch staff arrived quickly. Norma assigned a mission of level B, which means that the mission may involve threats from hybrids or small dragon subspecies. If it is clearly a combat mission, at least one A-level specialist or a senior B-level specialist with offensive incantations is required to be present.

Considering the mention of "Deadpool" in the on-site intelligence, the division's mission this time consisted of one Class A agent, one Class B agent, and four Class C agents.

When the combat personnel arrived via elevator and stairs, the roar of helicopters could already be heard from the rooftop. However, most of the hotel guests were dining in the restaurant on the lower floors, so it did not attract unnecessary attention or cause any chaos.

The helicopter lowered a metal pod. The specialists, who had expected a fierce battle, ended up doing some cleaning work. Then, the squad leader had a brief chat with Lu Mingfei about the situation.

“Norma retrieved the surveillance footage, and about 15 minutes ago, all the cameras on this floor, even the fire alarms, were destroyed,” the team leader said. “We will investigate the cleaning staff, service staff, and suspicious individuals among the guests on nearby floors. We will notify you as soon as we have any information.”

The squad leader was a kind middle-aged man whose Word of Power was Yin Thunder. He was a B-level specialist and also the head of the branch.

In recent years, dragon activity has been rare. Most of the records in the Executive Department are of small dragons, such as subspecies or third-generation species, being awakened when archaeological teams visited dragon sites.

Specialists like branch managers, who work in small cities, are mainly engaged in intelligence gathering and public opinion control. They may not be as good at combat as the special task forces dispatched by headquarters to various parts of the world, but investigating such attacks is exactly what they excel at.

Lu Mingfei kept a small piece of Deadpool's limb as a sample before parting ways with the branch manager and his group.

As the roar of the helicopter faded into the distance, Lu Mingfei closed the door and hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door. Su Enxi had already informed the hotel manager that no hotel staff would disturb him; this sign was for the salespeople trying to sell him luxury suites.

Lu Mingfei took out the luggage that had been sent to the suite in advance. Inside was a simple black box, which contained neatly arranged alchemical materials left over from the creation of the Nibelungen and the portal.

A faint light shone in his eyes, and an invisible domain unfolded. The alchemical materials in the box transformed one by one in the static, high-temperature domain, eventually fusing into a yellowish-green liquid. The liquid decomposed into tiny droplets that floated in the air, forming a cloud of mist.

This is the alchemical matrix carrier used for spatial transfer. In Lu Mingfei's hands, this amount of material can be used about twice, provided that both the departure point and the destination have "spatial beacons".

After the fog diffuses to a certain extent, it eventually stabilizes and begins to emit light and heat.

As Lu Mingfei stepped inside, someone else created a similar "exit" for him on the other side. From his perspective, passing through the fog, he went from the luxury suite to a warehouse full of miscellaneous items—the warehouse on the fourth floor of the duplex apartment where Lao Tang and the others were located.

Lu Mingfei pushed open the door and came out. He heard voices coming from the living room downstairs. Old Tang, Constantine, and Xia Mi were all there, along with an unfamiliar voice.

When he got to the small living room on the second floor, he could see what the people on the first floor were doing: two people and a spirit were surrounding Fenrir on the table.

Fenrir was no longer in the form of a young dragon. His wings were gone, and the hideous bone spikes on his body and head had been replaced by smooth, shiny black scales, making him look like... a fat black snake with legs.

"Amazing!" Old Tang held a few skewers of grilled meat in his hand and handed one to Fenrir.

By this time, Fenrir's finger joints were no longer clearly visible, and he almost used his two short little hands to hold the bamboo skewer, then wolfed it down.

"If I just pull my feet back in, I guess I can take it for a walk..." Xia Mi poked Fenrir's swaying little tail.

"I think it's about right. Although it doesn't look like a dragon now, it does resemble a strangely shaped protected animal." Old Tang nodded.

Constantine patted Fenrir's head. "Sister Su... Miss Su said that we can move around the whole back mountain and the neighborhood when there are thick clouds or at night."

"They're really rich! They emptied out the entire neighborhood in less than a week," Old Tang exclaimed in admiration.

“The property management and developer’s people came knocking on every door overnight with the building safety assessment report and demolition and resettlement contract. The compensation is so much, if it were me…” Xia Mi rolled her eyes, “I would feel that it was impolite of me to move so slowly.”

By this time, Fenrir had finished eating the kebabs, stood up, and began to speak in a human voice, a strange "serious" expression appearing on his face. "Roast meat is better than potato chips."

This powerful and majestic voice, even with a hint of bubbly tone, explained the fourth voice that Lu Mingfei had heard at the beginning.

"Brother Lu." Old Tang, who was sitting facing the stairs, was the first to see Lu Mingfei and greeted him happily.

Constantine and Xia Mi were not as enthusiastic as Lao Tang. In this apartment, Lao Tang was the only one who could truly be called Lu Mingfei's friend.

"Is Fenrir changing the shape of the keel?" Lu Mingfei asked as he approached.

“I don’t understand. Last night when Fenrir was sleeping, the thorns on his body and the edges of his wings tore up the bubble sofa we just bought for him.” Old Tang scratched his head. “This morning he was huddled in a corner, and by the time we found him, his wings were gone, and he’s still transforming.”

“I understand.” Lu Mingfei could see the exhaustion in Fenrir’s eyes; it had exhausted its physical and mental strength in the process of changing the shape of the dragon bones.

Lu Mingfei extended his finger, and a clump of blood wriggled out from the tiny cut in the skin, dripping onto Fenrir's scales under his control, and quickly seeping into the crevices.

A ritual of bathing in dragon's blood briefly granted Fenrir enough strength to continue transforming.

Fenrir mustered all his strength, and his body began to writhe, his bones crackling and popping. His body became more and more uniform, his hind limbs retracted under his abdomen, and his limb bones shrank and softened, eventually becoming two bulges on his abdomen, which later disappeared.

"Wait a minute, Fenrir," Old Tang quickly reminded him, "your hand...forelimb!"

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Fenrir.

Fenrir quickly understood what he meant, but Fenrir simply shook his head and said again in his deep voice, "Fenrir, it's time to eat."

Chapter 159 The Breakthrough in the Investigation

At first, Old Tang didn't understand Fenrir's meaning, nor did he understand the relationship between hands and eating. Later, Fenrir wiggled off the table and brought over a bag of potato chips.

He simply raised his finger, and a sharp claw shot out, easily tearing open the plastic bag.

It seems that the freedom to eat potato chips is Fenrir's last line of defense.

"Okay, that works too. Anyway, their short arms aren't very noticeable," Old Tang said, then turned to Lu Mingfei, "Brother Lu, how long are you staying this time? Have you eaten yet?"

"I'm back to use the lab for a bit." Seeing that Fenrir had already completed his transformation, Lu Mingfei didn't linger in the living room. "I'll be leaving in a bit."

"Okay, come back next time you have time. I've been learning to cook recently, and I'll show you my skills then." Old Tang patted his chest.

“Okay.” Lu Mingfei smiled.

The empty room next to the original operating room has been transformed into an alchemy laboratory according to Lu Mingfei's requirements. It contains not only many alchemical items, but also the most complete collection of alchemical materials that Su Enxi could gather.

The room contained a self-circulating alchemical matrix personally set up by Lu Mingfei, using the cane as a power source and amplifier, with a coverage area of ​​approximately 30 meters in diameter.

Lu Mingfei's figure disappeared at the end of the stairs.

"Don't you guys think Brother Lu is a bit too sentimental?" Old Tang said quietly after confirming that he had heard the door close upstairs.

"I don't know." Xia Mi shrugged, then lay down on the sofa to play her Switch.

“He’s become more amiable,” Constantine nodded.

Fenrir, perhaps not understanding or interested in the question, had already gone to the new bubble sofa after eating and drinking his fill, curled up in a ball, and was waiting for the startup ads while holding the TV remote.

Old Tang sighed. It seemed that he was the only one in the house who cared about Lu Mingfei. To the others, Lu Mingfei was probably just a guy who provided lodging and food.

……

Lu Mingfei went to the workbench, took out a sample of Deadpool's body, and placed it in the center of a small alchemical matrix.

This alchemical matrix is ​​only half the size of a table and consists of two parts, an inner and an outer ring, separated by a layer of transparent crystal.

This is a matrix created by Lu Mingfei, which reverses the Nibelungen's composition method, causing the elements in the field to present the most disordered and destructive state. Originally, it was intended to gain a deeper understanding of Nibelungen, the ultimate alchemy, but it was unexpectedly discovered that the reversed Nibelungen would form a terrifying destructive force slightly weaker than Rhine.

Unfortunately, this state is short-lived and small-scale domains are not enough to achieve self-sustainability.

On a whim, Lu Mingfei built another hollow Nibelungen, dominated by earth elements, outside the reversed Nibelungen to contain the destructive elemental storms, and successfully obtained a storm pool that could decompose most alchemical creations.

The moment Lu Mingfei saw Deadpool, he immediately noticed the abnormality of these hybrids whose physical abilities were perhaps even inferior to those of B-grade hybrids. He could not sense them, which meant that they had no mental power or life characteristics. They were almost like dead objects or puppets made of flesh and blood, yet they retained the bloodlust and hunting instincts of wild beasts.

In other words, the technology used to create them might be able to create containers to hold souls.

Lu Mingfei cut off a piece of rotten flesh, its blood flowing like oil, and threw it into the storm pool.

A pale blue glow emanated from the area surrounding Deadpool's body. The grayish skin began to peel away and disintegrate first, followed by large chunks of muscle tissue and blood.