Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

If the staff at the Ganryu Research Institute, who worked tirelessly overtime yesterday to rush-make this for everyone, knew this, they'd probably want to strangle him...

"Brother, are we really facing an all-out attack from all the mixed-race people in the world?"

Erii sat on the tatami mat, and Natsuki sat behind her, skillfully combing her long hair.

"I don't sense any signs of a major battle. It's as if we easily took down thousands of hybrids."

“That’s because the main course hasn’t arrived yet. When one day you find that a mixed-race group of tens of thousands of people has suddenly appeared, and people all over the country are caught in a chaotic battle, then the final battle will begin,” Xia Mu said.

Erii's eyes flashed with a thoughtful look: "Does that mean all these people they sent as a prelude are just to lull us into a false sense of security?"

"It's not that we deliberately ignored so many mixed-race people, but they came to their deaths on their own, and the Secret Party just went along with it."

Xia Mu thought for a moment and then said, "Of course, the entire public opinion was also controlled by the academy. Ordinary mixed-bloods only knew that this was a dragon-slaying feast, but they didn't know that many of their kind had already been lost. They thought that if they were too late, they would be gone like last time."

"Last time?" Erii asked, puzzled.

Xia Mi gave a haughty snort: "I went easy on you last time!"

"Master, Eva has sent some new information."

Princess Kaguya reports.

"Go ahead."

"Please receive this via projector."

Xia Mu put down the wooden comb and turned on the projector.

Hundreds of images flowed across the screen, including complex chemical formulas, alchemical texts and symbolic symbols, and X-ray scans of mutated human bodies.

It is in the format of Kassel College's secret files, with each page marked "Top Secret".

This is a very sophisticated technology that incorporates genetics, medicine, chemistry, and alchemy.

"This is interesting..."

Although Xia Mu is not good at genetic technology, medicine, or chemistry, he inherited the legacy of the King of Bronze and Fire in alchemy, which is very easy to read.

This technology will transform "volunteers"—dragon slayers who have been gradually corrupted by dragon blood and are about to lose their own will—into tools of war. In a sense, these monsters are already dead, but their hearts are still beating strongly, and their combat power is even stronger than when they were alive.

This technology can be traced back to the Dark Ages, a time when dragons were resurrected in large numbers. The Secret Society, driven to the brink of despair, revived this dark technology from ancient texts and used it to create human weapons, essentially creating Deadpools that they could control, and finally launched a counterattack.

Because the Immortal technology has been imbued with a certain "impure" attribute since its inception, the Academy has always avoided discussing it and sealed away the last batch of Immortals for many years.

The further Xia Mu looked, the deeper his gaze became. Judging from this document, those immortals were practically impossible to kill.

They have an extremely strong ability to recover; they can even continue to function if their heart is pierced.

The brain is more important and more fragile than the heart, but these guys' partial brain damage doesn't affect their mobility. Their thinking ability had already declined to a near-complete state, so the brain is somewhat superfluous for them.

Although they act on instinct like zombies in movies, they can use Word Power, and it is a very high-level Word Power, including Junyan!

During their lifetimes, strict doctrines were instilled in their deep-seated will, preventing them from attacking without restraint, so they were partially controllable.

But as their blood temperature rises and their dragon blood boils, the urge to kill overwhelms the dogma in their deepest will, and at that point they become uncontrollable.

"Simply put, this is a super-powered, infinitely enhanced version of Deadpool, and they can even use Word of Power, making them indestructible and indestructible," Xia Mu summarized.

The First Evolution

Erii, who had been silently watching, blurted out, "The trial can dismantle them."

"But there are too many of them, which would be too much of a drain on you. And since you promised Eva that you would keep these secret weapons safe, you can't go back on your word."

Xia Mu chuckled, "She even told us her weaknesses. The unknown is the most terrifying; the known can always be dealt with."

"Also, regarding the Beowulf family, Eva advised the patriarch to be vigilant. Their public information doesn't reveal any flaws, except that they slay dragons, drink dragon blood, become stronger, and continue slaying dragons..."

Princess Kaguya said, "But that's precisely why it's abnormal. If slaying dragons is for drinking dragon blood, then can the Beowulf family, who have been drinking dragon blood for hundreds of years, still be considered hybrids? Of course, the strangest thing is that the members of their family have never shown any Word Power, yet they can withstand almost all Word Power attacks without dying."

"Unknown Words of Power... Unknown Words of Power Resistance..."

Xia Mu's expression turned serious.

The guy who was able to quickly gain control of the entire Secret Service during the rescue of Angers is indeed not to be underestimated.

Moreover, he was originally opposed to Angers, but in the end the Secret Service adopted Angers' academy plan.

"Are they deliberately handing their comrades over to us to kill? I don't understand." Erii turned to look at him.

"Well, it's human nature to choose factionalism over unity, so it's understandable..."

Xia Mu said with a smile, "Just like dragons, even if hybrids attack in full force, you still won't cooperate with each other, but will instead compete to see who is stronger, right?"

Erii suddenly realized, "That's right."

"So, hybrids aren't a monolithic group, nor are dragons. This world is very complex. Aside from Angers, who is purely hostile to dragons, there are many other groups..."

"Maybe they've already gotten involved with dragons!"

Chapter 340 The Students' Collective Strike

"Breaking News! Breaking News! A new batch of mixed-race individuals have been wiped out! Tokyo may become a no-go zone for mixed-race individuals!"

"Breaking News! Natsuki, the patriarch of the Snake Clan, has declared war: 'All invading enemies will die by my sword!'"

"Mutant! The academy is calling on its students to volunteer for the dragon-slaying battle!"

"..."

The live stream that the hybrids watched on the Hunter website was completely different from the content on the Night Watchers forum at Kassel College.

For certain purposes, the Hunter website is full of fake news, and the hybrids are all eager to rush to Tokyo.

But the atmosphere in the academy was another story. At first, there were some eager to fight, and even with the legendary Xia Mu on the other side, many students were still itching to make a move.

However, the forum controlled by Fingel and his apprentice was full of real news, which quickly extinguished the students' desire to slay the dragon. Some even began to defend Xia Mu, saying things like "Senior Xia Mu must have his reasons for doing this" and "Senior Xia Mu actually dared to lead people to face all the mixed-race people in the world, just to protect his lover."

Humans are naturally inclined to seek advantage and avoid harm. Why put yourself in the shoes of the defeated and invite suffering? You might as well appreciate the legendary story of the senior student who went against the world.

"Where did you get such detailed intelligence, even satellite-captured combat videos?"

Lu Mingfei sat on his bed in the dormitory, holding his computer.

The screen showed a massive battle involving thousands of people. It didn't look like a battle between mixed-race people, but more like a gang shootout. Apart from the occasional flash of fire, there was mostly a hail of bullets.

However, the ground on the mixed-race side collapsed very quickly, and the Snake Clan won the victory without breaking a sweat.

"For a qualified paparazzi, hacking into NASA is a piece of cake!"

Fingel, with a roasted chicken in one hand and picking his toes with the other, squatted on a chair, thoroughly enjoying watching the Night Watchers forum refresh.

"What will happen to the academy if we lose this war?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but ask.

In his mind, Xia Mu, who was so powerful, could not possibly lose.

Fingel picked at his toes and smelled the strange yet pleasant honey-like scent.

"If you lose, then fight to the death. Fight to the last man. Don't you know what kind of person Principal Angers is?"

"Is that so? Does that mean we'll have to go to the battlefield too?" Lu Mingfei asked with some concern.

"Didn't you see the academy is already issuing a call to action?"

Fingel grumbled, "This Beowulf doesn't treat us like students; he only sees us as soldiers. Just wait, no one will escape the day of the final battle."

"What should I do! I don't want to go to Tokyo again!"

Lu Mingfei shouted.

"Do you think anyone wants to risk their life against that bastard?"

Fingel scratched his bird's nest-like head with the hand that had been picking at his toes. "But it's not like there's no other way, after all..."

He winked at Lu Mingfei, "We were sick back then, so naturally we couldn't go to the battlefield, right?"

"Sick? How did you get sick?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"hey-hey!"

Fingel pulled a small box out from under the table, and when he opened it, it was full of small bottles.

"A powerful catalyst for vomiting and diarrhea. One bottle will keep you in bed for at least ten days," he winked. "Do you think I could sell this secretly in the academy and it would do well?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned: "This is too cruel! Lying down for ten days? Who would torture themselves like that?"

“Many people would be willing to go to their deaths on the battlefield rather than risk them,” Fingel said, tossing the bottle.

"No wonder you've been spreading news on the forum every day lately, all about the war's setbacks," Lu Mingfei suddenly realized.

Fingel declared triumphantly, "Just wait, I'll pay off all my IOUs from all these years with this one!"

With a snap, the bottle in his hand flew out and shattered into pieces on the ground in the center of the dormitory.

Fingel froze for a moment, then suddenly jumped up like a monkey: "Hold your breath! Open the window! This will vaporize!"

The Green Gourd Sword Immortal

"Is this a poison gas attack?"

By the time Lu Mingfei realized what was happening, the faint, strange smell had already entered his nasal cavity.

The two of them lay in bed for three days...

All the underground transactions were conducted in bed, and when the students saw how effective it was, none of them hesitated.

"Senior brother! Boss!"

Fingel excitedly lay on the bed losing money.

When Lu Mingfei saw Caesar and Chu Zihang walk in together, he was dumbfounded: "You're here to buy medicine too?"

"Ah."

Chu Zihang's words were concise and to the point.

"Nonsense! I promised him, how could I possibly go back on my word!"

Caesar picked up a bottle from the table, flicked off the cap with a flourish, and tilted his head back to gulp it down.

"Boss—"

Fingel let out a scream.

"You can get your medical expenses paid by the student union yourself," Caesar waved his hand.