Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

The composed and spirited man of the past has vanished, replaced by a soul numbed by cynicism.

He participated in the development of artificial intelligence at Kassel College, shaping his memories of his beloved girl into her personality so that she could "accompany" him.

His life was no different from Angers', except for one obsession: to find the truth about the Greenland Sea and take revenge! Revenge! Revenge!

"You know it in your heart."

The girl leaned down, gently placed her hand on his chest, and then slowly moved forward to softly kiss his trembling lips.

Fingel finally broke down in tears…

Such reunions did not only happen to Angers and Finger, but also to many other mixed-race individuals.

They have one thing in common...they can influence the direction of mixed-race organizations!

Starting with Xia Mu, then Angers, and then Fingel, it almost encompasses the largest surviving hybrid organization in the world. Influencing them can influence the entire hybrid world.

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"We, the Sheqi Eight Families, will take on this grand event."

"In this decisive battle, our Peruvian Party will go all out!"

"We have also dispatched our elite forces for this encirclement and suppression operation!"

"..."

Almost overnight, thanks to the efforts of Odin's messengers, war flags were raised everywhere among the mixed-race races throughout the world.

In what seemed like an instant, an anti-Black King alliance was formed.

"O...Ding..."

After making the decision to participate in the operation, Natsuki pondered for a long time alone beside Erii.

"The world is in chaos again, the financial system is under attack, and countries are suddenly in a panic."

A new situation has emerged.

"Hmm? Where are you from?" Xia Mu asked.

Princess Kaguya reported: "The source of the funds is unknown, but the amount is in the hundreds of billions of US dollars, and many financial systems are unprepared."

A name popped into Xia Mu's mind... Su Enxi.

Is Dao Mingfei truly the Black King?

He murmured softly.

The world gave him too little time. The hidden machinations behind the scenes spanned the ages, and when those machinations surfaced, he could only choose to deal with them as they came.

It has only been about five years since he entered the world of mixed-bloods; everything has happened too fast.

Now it's a contest of who has the most far-reaching strategic vision, and he's also involved in this game... Of course, it's also possible that he himself is the mastermind behind it all.

Just as Xia Mi said, he erased his past memories and his own existence, which is equivalent to becoming invisible on the chessboard.

"Our operational policy is to observe from the sidelines, hone our skills, prioritize the safety of our own people, provide me with real-time updates on progress, and ensure that every action is under my command."

Xia Mu set the tone for the entire operation.

Due to the financial crisis, countries were preoccupied with their own problems, and even shifting the burden to the military industry could not temporarily resolve the chaos. In addition, his push to carry out headhunting operations without harming ordinary people led to a global war against hybrid races.

“In fact, ordinary hybrids are of little use, but this is Nidhogg.”

Yuan Zhisheng and Xia Mu have a video call.

He and Genji were leading the half-bloods of the Snake Clan at the front line, with Uesugi Koshi bringing up the rear.

"While waiting for Odin's messengers to break the alchemical array, I suspect it will require drawing upon the bloodline power of the hybrids."

Surrounding the massive alchemical array spanning millions of square kilometers, countless smaller alchemical arrays sprang up like mushrooms after rain.

Under the command of those masked figures, hybrids from all over the world gradually stood within the alchemical array, the Golden Child lit up, and the golden light gradually merged into one.

"This alchemy array..."

Xia Mu frowned and stared at it for a while. "It looks like a large array combining the power of hybrids, used to break alchemical arrays, but..."

He needs to get closer to see clearly to make a proper judgment, but…

Natsuki glanced back at Erii, who was wolfing down her food, and a variety of thoughts flashed through his mind.

If you're talking about striking a snake at its vital spot, then this is where his vital spot lies.

Xia Mu closed her eyes briefly, then opened them again.

"Using the pretext of preparing for a counterattack, let as few family members as possible go in, and at the same time, you yourselves must not go in."

"it is good."

Yuan Zhisheng agreed.

At the same time, Angers and Finger made almost the same choice.

Countless alchemical arrays were activated, drawing the attention of the entire world.

"Give it your all!"

A voice resounded through the alchemy array into the hearts of every hybrid, and almost everyone subconsciously placed their hands on the alchemy array.

Streaks of blood-red light shot into the sky.

"break!"

To everyone's surprise, the countless smaller arrays surrounding the alchemical array did not blindly attack. Instead, the light gathered in the sky and converged at the top of the inverted bowl-shaped alchemical array at the speed of light.

Then it fell like thunder.

Boom!

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The alchemical array that covered millions of square kilometers vanished into thin air.

The people and mixed-race individuals inside seemed to awaken from a dream.

But the mixed-bloods outside who were breaking through the formation also fell to the ground.

"Don't panic, they've just overdrawn their bloodline power and will recover after resting."

"Now, all you hybrid elites, please follow us into the heart of the territory to begin the decapitation operation!"

"..."

Odin's messengers calmed the mixed-race group and called for the elite to join them.

Angers followed closely behind Meneque, and the two formed the arrowhead of the attack, just like a hundred years ago.

Fingel and Eva worked hand in hand, with Fingel constantly talking, seemingly wanting to tell her everything before the final battle.

So many years of longing...and pain.

"By the way, who is our enemy? Which dragon king was it that was in the Greenland Sea?!" Fingel suddenly asked.

"As you guessed, it was the King of the Ocean and Water, who is long dead now, killed by that Xia Mu," Eva said softly. "Don't remember it anymore, I'm perfectly fine now, aren't I?"

Fingel gripped her hand tightly, his gaze deep: "Then how did you survive? What...did Odin do to you?"

Eva seemed somewhat hesitant.

“Tell me, I want to know everything,” Fingel said.

Eva looked at him and said softly, "Theoretically, I'm already dead."

Fingel shuddered.

“My body is dead, but my spirit lives on,” Eva said quickly.

Fingel relaxed slightly.

“I am very grateful to Lord Odin, for it was he who reshaped our bodies,” Eva’s eyes seemed to gleam. “He said that there were no gods rushing to the final battle, only us heroic spirits, wielding our spears and risking our lives for the peace of all ages!”

"After the victory, will you just...?"

Fingel expressed his biggest concern.

Eva rested her head on his shoulder, snuggling close to him, and whispered comfortingly, "Don't worry, it won't happen. As long as we win, we can live for a long time, just like a real resurrection."

"that would be great!"

Fingel looked ahead, as if he could see the figure on the huge throne deep inside.

"But that person... isn't he your good brother?"

A figure riding an eight-legged horse appeared beside them.

Eva instinctively bowed to him.

Fingel didn't remember Chu Zihang, and his expression turned ugly: "Is it really Lu Mingfei?"

“That’s right,” Chu Zihang said calmly. “The real Black King has been lurking among you all along, and you don’t know it.”

Fingel's gaze fell on Eva's beautiful profile, then looked at the distant, overwhelming target, and suddenly felt a sense of disillusionment.

Why did everything turn out this way?

Is this Eva real or not?

The thought flashed through his mind for a moment, then he quickly dismissed it.

The most terrifying illusion is knowing it might be fake, yet still willingly believing it and sinking into self-deception.

Just like Angers, who followed Meneque, a century later, that originally lonely young man has grown into the most influential leader in the history of the Secret Party. Did he really have no doubts at all?

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No, he just didn't want to, dared not, or was unwilling to doubt.

This moment is his dream.

Following Menek, one can forge ahead without hesitation, as if nothing in the world could stop them.

"You've come!"

All the mixed-race people raised their heads, and a sound like thunder rumbled from afar, echoing throughout the entire world.