Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

"The modern human army cannot pose a real fatal threat to dragons." Angers narrowed his eyes and looked back at the steel building that was crumbling in the late autumn sun. Behind them, more than a hundred elite executive officers were armed with live ammunition and gathered around the main battle tanks. Using these steel monsters as cover, they slowly advanced here.

The Apache helicopter's onboard heavy machine guns also began to rotate and warm up, ready to launch a deadly attack like thunder at any time.

"It is the 21st century now. Humans have mastered a technology called science and technology. This is different from the alchemy technology mastered by dragons. This is a completely different way to pursue the truth. From the perspective of natural science, we believe that most fire-related words are used to control the movement and state of molecules to change the temperature of objects. And all words that control metals can ultimately be explained as the mastery of magnetic fields. Therefore, Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, is jokingly called the King of Magnetic Fields and Molecular Motion by some tenured professors."

Ange said, "Mingfei, have you seen X-Men?"

“I have seen it, but is it really ok for you to talk about such a happy movie in such a serious occasion, Principal?” Lu Mingfei covered his face.

Ange chuckled, "You can think of Norton as a combination of Magneto, Pyro, and Iceman from the X-Men."

"You mean he's the equivalent of a mutant?"

"Yes, and he is a super mutant who can even control the entire earth's magnetic field in his prime." He nodded.

"Actually, in my original plan, I should be the only one who has to face Norton." Angers emphasized the word "I".

Lu Mingfei realized that someone in the secret party wanted someone other than Ange to participate in this war.

And that person can only be the strongest dragon slayer after Ange, that is himself, Lu Mingfei.

This is normal. No matter how many warriors there are on the battlefield with the king, it is meaningless. Only true heroes can stand up straight, hold weapons in hand and drink the king's blood.

"But something unexpected happened, and we all underestimated what kind of creature the real king is."

The tanks roared past Lu Mingfei and Ange. Everyone participating in this war lit up their golden eyes. They looked straight ahead without wavering, and would not waver in their faith even though they knew they were heading to the abyss of hell.

In this war with dragons, they have lost too much and paid too much. For thousands of years, their ancestors always rushed to the battlefield with swords in hand. Even if they knew they would die, they would use their flowing blood and standing bones to stop the dragons from reviving.

There is a reason why the half-breeds call themselves the guardians of the world. They are the strongest wall and the only wall, standing between the world of humans and dragons, and between the world of light and darkness.

If even the leaders of the Secret Party chose to retreat, then those young people with heroic blood flowing in their bodies would feel that they had failed their surnames. Their surnames are Kassel, Ziedfrigg, Casmode, and Gattuso.

If the dragons really rise into the sky again, if a king really sets out on a journey from east to west again, if the human world falls into a brutal war, then they will not hesitate to disobey the orders of the secret party, hold swords in their hands, and rush towards the raging dragon group with roars.

Even if they were alone, even if they died among the angry dragons, their pride would not allow them to be cowards.

The young commissioners also leaped past Lu Mingfei and Ange. Their shoulders had their own names or family crests embroidered on them, which was rare. Everyone knew what kind of war this was and what kind of enemy they were facing. When they chose to accept the call and set foot in Six Flags, the people here were already prepared to die.

If the heroes are able to kill Norton, they are witnesses and sharers of honor.

And if the hero fails, the King of Bronze and Fire will rule the world, and they will be the first drop of blood shed by mankind when the war begins.

The gun barrel of the M1A2 SEP-Abrams tank is raised high and the gunners are calibrating the angle.

The commissioners loaded their rifles and submachine guns.

Apache helicopters circled the steel building at high altitude.

But the strange thing is that at this moment, the whole world becomes quiet. It is the last calm before the rainstorm.

At this time, a mythical scene appeared.

The hum of metal resounded like a mighty thunder in the center of Six Flags Amusement Park. The sound created a huge shock wave that swept across the entire city of Chicago at an altitude of tens or hundreds of meters.

That was the bronze and steel here meeting their king. From the outside, it looked as if a huge hand was tightly grasping the bottom of the entire Atrium Snake. The total weight of the steel support structure here was at least hundreds of tons, but it was kneaded and flattened like plasticine. The stiffness and hardness of the metal no longer seemed to limit their flexibility, and hundreds of tons of steel were making creaking sounds.

A huge shadow rose from the ground. It was a column-shaped object that reminded people of the bronze pillar that stood at the end of the world in the ancient times when kings ruled together.

The heavy metals collided and cut against each other, and they were actually playing a rhythmic tune. The tune was heroic and tragic, and it was absolutely beyond human imagination. When it entered the eardrum, it formed a battlefield of thousands of armies in ancient times in people's minds. It was a tragic scene with rivers of blood. Even epics could not describe its grandeur. The black emperor and the white emperor stood at the two ends of the world respectively. Countless dragons rushed to kill each other, and dragon blood splashed into the sky. For a moment, it was like the falling of stars.

The metal pillars grew like thorns that kept climbing up, winding around each other until they were hundreds of meters high. At the end of the pillars was a steel throne made of hundreds or thousands of sharp blades.

The noble king spread his wings and faced the elites of Kassel.

He looked down at everything, and then slowly sat down on the steel throne.

He is a newborn king, he is so weak, but a king is a king, he is not afraid of challenges, he accepts all challenges.

This is the cruel rule of the dragon clan. Anyone can start a war for power against the thing on the throne.

The phrase "the victor is the king and the loser is the bandit" is much more appropriate when applied to dragons than to humans.

But for the endless years, the king remained the king, and the ministers remained the ministers. No king had ever been dethroned by a traitor who challenged him.

"Two thousand years later, human courage is still the natural enemy of dragons." Norton's voice was hoarse, low and majestic. It was as if he was biting steel between his teeth when he spoke. He overlooked the world from the supreme throne. The red and white domains spread out around his body, forming a sphere with a diameter of tens of meters. That was the domain of metal and fire.

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that the dragon clan was such a race and the Dragon King was such a creature.

Those he had killed, Norton, Constantine, and Fenrir, were all flawed kings, either having lost their sanity, or having been incompletely hatched, or having the intelligence of a child.

Norton at this moment is so perfect, far from being comparable to the Norton that Lu Mingfei had killed underwater in the Three Gorges and merged with the Dragon Servant.

At this time, Norton reminded him of another person, Herzog who ascended the throne of the White King.

"Although I am curious about how you found me, I am not worried that you can kill me. I know that your human technology is very interesting. When the day comes when I raise the battle flag and cross the wilderness, perhaps I will pass on these technologies. But you can't hurt me with just some toys." Norton was so confident. He sat high on the throne, his golden pupils almost spewing flames.

"Of course, it doesn't matter even if you can kill me." Norton laughed softly, and his laughter spread throughout the entire Six Flags Amusement Park. At this moment, there was no one here and it was silent, with only the whistling wind, which reminded people of the lonely wasteland.

Lu Mingfei was shocked by Norton's calmness.

He thought all dragon kings were arrogant creatures.

They are proud and unruly. They don't believe they will fail or die. When they first come into the world, they will set off a frenzy of conquest.

But now it seems that Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, can be called a humble emperor.

"The king's fate is to die over and over again, and to come back again and again. And our return this time will mean the end of our fate."

Norton opened his arms, as if he was going to hug something, or like a leader who had finished a speech and was waiting for the audience's applause.

But there are only his enemies here.

He was not greeted with applause.

Hundreds of guns were loaded with live ammunition, aimed at the dragon that looked like both an angel and a devil.

Hundreds of bullets slid into the chamber almost at the same time, and the firing pin ignited the primer.

There was a deafening roar of gunfire, and main battle tanks and Apache helicopters opened fire almost at the same time.

The gunfire set the entire end of the pillar on fire, and thousands of live bullets hit Norton's body and penetrated into his territory.

The specialists kept changing magazines until they were all emptied. They did not dare to stop. In such a violent barrage of bullets, Wang always stood firmly and did not fall down.

The tanks and aircraft-mounted heavy machine guns were also roaring, and mercury vapor filled the sky. This was enough firepower to kill the next generation instantly, but he still stood there.

As the last bullet left the chamber, the entire amusement park was filled with pungent smoke. Everyone was looking at the god-like figure standing in the smoke with wings spread out.

Everyone's eyes were filled with horror.

Those bullets, those shells...

All of them were suspended on the edge of the white field, like a stagnant iron rain.

Chapter 73: The Eternal Sorrow (2)

Norton's golden eyes became hotter and brighter, and the white spiritual field expanded outward at a terrifying speed. Although it became extremely thin, it actually almost enveloped the entire railway track of the Atrium Serpent.

The dragon-like railroad tracks began to twist in a hideous posture. Under the king's command, this lifeless thing came to life.

Terribly high temperatures were applied to the rails, and they began to melt and fuse and undergo some strange changes.

In the end, it was like a boneless and fleshless iron dragon that surrounded the metal pillar under Norton's throne. The fleshless iron dragon was controlled by Norton and twisted like a snake.

It coiled like a snake, with its ferocious head raised high, and a huge shadow was cast down, indicating that it was about to launch an attack.

But at this time, a cold voice was giving orders to everyone.

The owner of that voice was Frost Gattuso. He was not a powerful dragon slayer and even had a lame leg, but he was still active on the dragon slaying battlefield.

Frost took over as the chief commander of the secret party's dragon-slaying operation in a state of emergency. No one could question his orders. His words were absolute authority at this moment. He said, "Detonate the depleted uranium bombs and alchemical bombs."

In front of two rows of precision instruments inside a heavy container, the specialists in charge of the blasting work looked at each other, and then pressed the detonation button without hesitation.

So in front of Norton, at the edge of the white area, among the suspended iron rain, there were a few inconspicuous guys that were neither big nor small and were beginning to tremble slightly, as if they had life and wanted to break free from some kind of restraints and shackles. Norton noticed something was wrong, and he turned his majestic golden eyes to the bombs. This ancient king was not yet accustomed to the mode of modern warfare.

If Lu Mingfei were in the same position, the first thing he would do would definitely be to throw out those problematic bombs immediately.

But His Majesty Norton did not move at all, he just looked at them quietly.

Then the spherical objects painted in dangerous red and dark yellow suddenly began to tremble more violently. Dense cracks appeared on their surfaces, and hot white light seeped out from those cracks, accompanied by some kind of metallic humming.

And in Norton's perception, several things with temperatures comparable to the surface of the sun suddenly appeared in his domain. They were those small alchemical bombs.

The crazy people in the equipment department added a lot of ingredients in it, including huge amounts of compressed mercury and high concentrations of nitroglycerin. As for the alchemical matrix that increases the explosive power and effective killing radius, it is even more indispensable.

The damage caused by such a small alchemical bomb is close to that of 300 kilograms of TNT.

Although its power is amazing, it is also expensive to make, so the academy does not keep alchemical bombs in the executive department. Most of them are conventional bombs.

The fuse of the depleted uranium bomb was also triggered at the same time. In addition to being radioactive, depleted uranium also has much better metal properties than other metals. It has high density, high hardness, and high toughness. Its density is comparable to that of tungsten and is almost twice that of lead. It is called a depleted uranium bomb, but in fact it is a metal cabin filled with ordinary explosive materials and filled with a large number of depleted uranium nails with the tips facing outward. This technology is rarely used on human battlefields, because modern warfare rarely sees enemies charging in groups. The cost-effectiveness of a large number of depleted uranium steel nails for covering strikes is far less than using depleted uranium bullets for point shooting.

More importantly, in a direct confrontation between humans, without cover and heavy land combat weapons, even the most common deer bullets used in hunting rifles are enough to penetrate the skull.

Only in the battlefield against dragons are depleted uranium bombs used in large quantities by hybrids.

Even the scales of third-generation pure-blooded dragons can be easily pierced by them.

The high temperature and metal fragments generated by the bomb explosion were completely eliminated by Norton's domain, but the high concentration of liquid mercury was evaporated into mercury vapor in an instant, and the thick silver-white mist swallowed Norton like an unstoppable tide.

After a brief pause, the depleted uranium nails broke free from Norton's control and flew densely towards the center of the mercury vapor.

For dragons, there are two types of metals in the world. One is ordinary metal that can be affected by the Word Spirit, and the other is metal that has been killed and cannot be affected by the Word Spirit, that is, metal that has entered the Nibelungen.

The most typical example is the alchemical sword such as the Seven Deadly Sins.

But nothing is absolute. After entering the industrial age, alchemists discovered that although two types of metals would be affected by the Word Spirit, the impact was much smaller than that of ordinary metals.

One is completely demagnetized metal. However, this material is rare and difficult to preserve. Magnetization is everywhere in the world, and even completely demagnetized metal may lose this property when it is contaminated with other magnetized metals.

The other is a metal that contains radioactive elements.

Such materials are relatively easy to obtain. Depleted uranium bombs are something that even the most experienced Sword Controlling Word Spirit users in the academy cannot accurately control.

Although there has been no research data to date to prove the principle and causal relationship between them, it does not prevent the brothers of Watalheim from applying it on the battlefield to slay dragons.

The clanging sound of metal came from the mercury vapor. Only then did the modern army of the Secret Party truly hit the legendary king who could command all metal and fire elements.

"Keep shooting, suppress fire, unload live ammunition, and use Frigga bullets!" Frost is a politician, but he is also a warrior who has faced dragons. He immediately realized that brass bullets could not hurt Norton who was in an ultimate bronze realm. All metals except depleted uranium bullets are subjects of that king.

Frost even suspected that it wouldn't be long before Norton became familiar with the nature of radioactive elements, and perhaps even depleted uranium bombs wouldn't be able to touch him at all.

"The one we are facing is the King of Bronze and Fire. He has absolute power over fire and metal in his domain. Metal bullets cannot kill him. Approaching bullets will be instantly melted and slowed down to zero," Frost's voice was cold but efficient. He immediately explained to the ears of the executive department's specialists.

After all, it was a temporary army composed of elite individuals rather than truly disciplined professional soldiers. When the commissioners heard the head of the Gattuso family asked them to use Frigga bullets instead of live ammunition, their first reaction was that this was a political war, and the Gattuso family was ready to use their lives in exchange for the opportunity to capture the Dragon King.