Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

"Well, he used to be a coward and useless. He was afraid of pain and death. He was a marginal person." Nuo Nuo lowered his eyelids.

"No one would admire a senior brother like that, and he must be very lonely. If I could be with him at that time, he wouldn't be so lonely." Xia Mi said.

Nuo Nuo paused, her eyes suddenly turned horrified, she felt her nose was a little sour, then she closed her eyes, "He called me when he was drunk before, saying that although there weren't many people he liked, there were indeed very few people who loved him. He had done a lot of wrong things, hurting those who loved him, and he was in pain. But he usually didn't show it, but when he was really lonely and sad, he would go crazy."

Nuo Nuo looked at Xia Mi and said, "Junior sister, you and I both love him, so he treats us very well and is afraid that we will get hurt."

"I like this kind of protection very much. I will also protect my senior brother." Xia Mi looked at Lu Mingfei's heaving chest. Her voice was thin but firm.

——"Tighten it!" Su Si pushed a small amount of analgesic into Lu Mingfei's carotid artery, tore off a large piece from the hem of her clothes, rolled it into a ball and let him bite it, then looked at Chu Zihang, then at Caesar, and finally looked directly into Lu Mingfei's eyes, "Junior brother, I'm going to take action."

Lu Mingfei nodded, his golden pupils really dimmed, and he was on the verge of shock and fainting.

The bones of Chu Zihang and Caesar made crackling sounds. They looked at each other and nodded. The muscles on their bodies rose and fell like the tide, just like two young lions and tigers.

Susie is a girl who looks gentle but is actually decisive. She looks timid at first, but is as firm as a mountain after making up her mind.

So neat and tidy!

Hundreds of tiny metal fragments slowly and radially left Lu Mingfei's body, and the splashed blood immediately dyed the nearby Chu Zihang, Caesar and Susie red.

Lu Mingfei's eyes suddenly widened, his face twisted in pain, the dragon-like power reappeared in his body, the metal chains rattled, his expression was hideous and terrifying, his whole body was covered in blood.

Xia Mi burst into tears.

"He can't hold on!" Susie shouted in horror.

"Keep going!" Nono growled.

Lu Mingfei struggled instinctively, but was restrained by the chains and everyone fell silent.

Veins throbbed on the man's face, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Susie's face without blinking.

He spat out the ball of cloth in his mouth, as if he had steel between his teeth, "Keep going!"

Blood gushed out of his body like a red spring and there was no way to stop it.

Susie nodded, and the Word Spirit and Sword Control continued to be released!

The debris was like a sharp knife, repeatedly cutting Lu Mingfei's muscle fibers and capillaries, but avoiding the important organs and arteries. It drilled out of his skin piece by piece and then fell to the ground with a tinkling sound.

Everyone was shocked.

Nuonuo suddenly took a step forward and drew out the alchemical weapon called lust. The mythical weapon emitted a dragon's roar, the blade shone like the moon, and the blade was like a mirror.

She held the knife in front of Lu Mingfei, "Junior brother!"

“No…don’t…want…to die!” Lu Mingfei almost bit his teeth to pieces, but still suppressed his growl.

He stared into his own eyes reflected in the blade, and the dull golden pupils began to glow slightly again.

Like the morning star in the polar night.

Chapter 121 Dragons

Heavy and slow drumbeats rang out in the darkness, becoming more and more frequent and louder and louder, as if a majestic king on an ancient battlefield was personally beating the drum, urging the start of a battle.

The sound of the drums was so loud that it sounded like thunder in his ears. Lu Mingfei tried to open his eyes with difficulty. The white light made his pupils shrink violently and he could not see the surrounding scene clearly.

At the same time, heart-wrenching pain spread from every inch of skin and flesh all over the body, like the pain of being tortured to death.

The intense pain was transmitted to his brain through neurotransmitters, and a certain area of ​​Lu Mingfei's brain immediately became extremely active, and scenes that had never happened before or had happened but he no longer remembered flashed back to his mind.

The boy and the girl fled hand in hand on the ice field, a flock of black crows chased them in the sky, and deadly flying fire fell from the sky. The flames blew the ice and snow into the sky, and the bottom of the clouds was illuminated red.

Suddenly, it seemed as if a hand covered his cheek. The hand was cold and slightly soothed the heat on Lu Mingfei's forehead.

Then the chaos and broken images in his mind were suddenly shattered, and all that remained before his eyes was a sea of ​​flowers interwoven with orange and yellow colors. The girl stood under the white skylight and stretched out her hand to him.

Who is she? Who is she?

Eri, Eri, I...

Lu Mingfei's eyes were blurry. He rubbed them hard but was stunned. The girl's face gradually became clear. There was a hint of majesty in her eyebrows and eyes. Her pupils were bright gold. She was extremely beautiful, but she still had a little baby fat. This made her not as majestic as other kings, but rather cute.

Standing before him was the emperor's daughter in a golden crown and gorgeous dress.

Her name is Jörmungandr.

"Lu Mingfei, our vow to never betray each other will last until the end of the world, and fate cannot separate us," she said.

The sky was spinning, and the sea of ​​flowers and the skylight merged into one.

The drumbeats began to fade away, and Lu Mingfei realized that it was his own heartbeat, steady, powerful, and full of vitality.

He was finally able to open his eyes completely - he was apparently back in the school clinic of Kassel College. It was probably a single ward with two fruit plates and two bouquets of roses on the bedside cabinet.

The ivory window screens rippled, letting in the faint light of the street lamps. It was now night.

The whole college was quiet, probably because it was late at night.

Lu Mingfei struggled to sit up. His wound split open and the pain made him almost faint again.

A slender girl raised her head from the bed sheet sleepily and rubbed her eyes, "Brother, you are awake!"

Lu Mingfei's mind moved, thinking that this line sounded familiar, and he felt that the next line would be, "The six major sects have already attacked our Guangmingding! Master has been beaten to death!"

It was Xia Mi, who was wearing white velvet pajamas. She had such heavy dark circles under her eyes that she looked like a dazed giant panda.

Lu Mingfei wanted to speak, but he started coughing violently as soon as he opened his mouth. The blade-like metal fragments pierced almost his entire body, even damaging his vocal cords and throat.

Xia Mi hurriedly took out an injection, "This is ketamine for pain relief, which was left by the doctors. Brother, please wait a moment, I will give you the injection."

The syringe pierced Lu Mingfei's upper arm, and the needle was slowly pushed in. The pain gradually subsided, and fatigue came over him like a warm tide.

But he still managed not to fall down. He stretched out his hands to hold Xia Mi's slender shoulders, and his voice was like a low growl stuck in his throat, "How many days have passed?"

Xia Mi was stunned for a moment.

"Two days, brother, you were in a coma for two days."

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, supported himself with both hands and sat up. Xia Mi quickly moved closer to support him.

Then, the man grabbed the electrodes inserted into his body and the needle used to inject nutrient solution, and pulled them out while enduring the severe pain.

Lu Mingfei was wrapped in medical bandages that almost covered his entire body. After Su Si used the Word Spirit Sword to perform a debridement operation on him, the dense wounds were so deep that the bones could be seen, covering almost every inch of his skin.

These medical bandages probably serve to stop bleeding.

Lu Mingfei didn't remember clearly what happened in the past two days, or even had no recollection of it at all.

Only a madman could use the power of Word Spirit and Sword Control to remove hundreds of metal fragments embedded in the body. Even with Lu Mingfei's current tolerance for pain, he did not make it to the end of the operation and fainted.

His will fell into a deep sleep, and with the blood in his body almost completely replaced by the plasma that was later brought from Kassel College by helicopter, the effect of Lu Mingfei's words that acted on himself and were named salvation and not wanting to die were suppressed to the limit.

This is why his wounds are still bursting and oozing blood to this day.

At this moment, the self-healing ability of this body is awakening along with Lu Mingfei's awakening.

He smiled at Xia Mi, then pointed to the mobile phone not far away, signaling his junior sister to help him get the phone.

The phone screen is smooth and can barely be used as a mirror.

"Don't die, Lu Mingfei." Lu Mingfei stared at his own eyes in the mirror, and his golden pupils slowly lit up.

Then Xia Mi once again witnessed this miraculous self-healing ability. Even though her essence was a dragon king like Jörmungandr, who once held high the royal power and ruled the vast territory during the era of co-rule by the kings of the dragon civilization, she had to admit that this was incredible.

Even the four great kings cannot possess this degree of self-healing ability. Apart from the White King, no other king possesses words with similar effects.

The moment those words came out of his mouth, the wound that had been torn again began to stop bleeding. Lu Mingfei reached out and tore off the bandages wrapped around his entire body and took a deep breath.

As he breathed, the wounds all over his body began to heal, scab over, become duller, and finally disappear without a trace, leaving only the largest scars with some residual traces.

"Norma, I want to see the principal, now." Lu Mingfei's order was unquestionable. His authority in Norma was the same as that of Ange, so no matter how deep Ange was sleeping, Norma would wake him up and accurately convey Lu Mingfei's wishes to his ears.

"Help me stand up, Junior Sister. I need to go eat something." Lu Mingfei staggered off the bed.

Using Word Spirit. Redemption is not without cost. The energy in his body is consumed at a very fast rate, and the metabolism will proceed at a speed several times or even dozens of times faster than that of ordinary people.

He must replenish his strength as soon as possible.

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In the conference hall of Valhalla, the elders of the secret party and the board of directors of Kassel College sat upright. Everyone's expression was solemn and dignified, and their eyes shone with light like ancient lamps. Among them were not only withered old people, but also vibrant fresh blood. However, everyone lit up their golden pupils. Although the light was dim, it was as bright as daylight here.

The Council of Elders and the Board of Directors are two completely different institutions. They are the leaders of the old era and the new era respectively. Over the long years, they have used unique laws and codes of conduct to constrain the development of the mixed-race society.

In the hundred years since the Secret Party was officially reorganized into Kassel College, the political core of the new era has completely shifted, and the school directors have the greatest voice and the right to divide the entire world.

During this long period of time, the formal meetings between the Elders and the Board of Directors were rare. However, in just one year, the leaders who enjoyed supreme power in the entire mixed-blood society had gathered in Valhalla for the third time.

Their first meeting took place after last year's Kuimen Project. The appearance of Odin made the entire mixed-blood world feel like they were facing a formidable enemy. The ancient god, who was known as the King of Gods and Nidhogg's mortal enemy in Norse mythology, displayed incredible power, but was still defeated by freshman Lu Mingfei.

The result of that meeting was that Saint Cadmus firmly and strongly rejected the hearing on Lu Mingfei's bloodline proposed by the Gattuso family. But similarly, the Elders also made concessions. They allowed the new era leadership school board with the Gattuso family as the core to divide up the seven deadly sins of weapons that would kill the king in mythology.

The second meeting took place after the Six Flags Chicago incident. Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, was revived, and his strength far exceeded that of Odin in the Kuimen Project. He was even able to easily suppress Hilbert Jean-Ange and Lu Mingfei, who were on the road to becoming a god. These two people were hailed as the most powerful dragon slayers of the two eras. They both had experience in killing the next generation of princes and were considered the core force of mankind against the Dragon King-level targets.

If Ange and Lu Mingfei had not been present at the time when Norton revived, the result of that incident would have been at least a blaze that swept across Illinois. If Lu Mingfei had not risked his life to cut open Norton's chest, Caesar would not have had the chance to send the bullet made from the Philosopher's Stone into the Dragon King's heart.

The return of Norton, the Lord of Bronze and Fire, and his astonishing power caused panic within the secret party. The leaders realized that a new era was coming, an era when kings would revive and dragons would ascend to the sky, an era where dangers and opportunities would coexist. Then there would inevitably be the coming of the Great Supreme, whose name was Nidhogg, and he would bring about the end of the world.

The second meeting was about dividing Norton's legacy and advancing the Nibelungen Plan. The implementation plan of the Nibelungen Plan was finally determined. There were three people in the first batch of Nibelungen Plan. Lu Mingfei and Caesar had been confirmed, and the third person needed to be selected from dozens of candidates.

Every meeting jointly held by the Senate and the Board of Directors means that the Secret Party has once again discovered or even encountered a target at the Dragon King level. The first time was Odin, and the second time was Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire. This time was more serious than the previous two times, and the situation became more severe.

Only the two chairs at the end of the long conference table were still empty. One of the chairs belonged to a certain director of the school. However, he injected hundreds of millions of dollars into the Kassel College every year, but never attended the college management meeting. He was the most mysterious of all the directors, and there was evidence that he was a Chinese.

The meeting room in Valhalla is dark and solemn, like a cemetery or a church where a funeral is being held.

Angers looked around the table, nodded slightly, and sat at the front. Even though the four great dragon slayers with outstanding achievements in the Elders' Council were present, he was still the most powerful one. Among the older generation, Angers was the only one who had the honor of hunting down a prince-level pure-blooded dragon alone.

He is a well-deserved leader and the uncrowned king of the mixed-race society.

In addition to Principal Ange, the school board also includes a young lady called Lisa and three other men and one woman.

The old men all had drooped eyelids, wearing crisp black suits, with crimson handkerchiefs tucked into their jacket pockets. One of them was leaning on a cane, while another was twisting a string of monk's beads in his hand.

The remaining man and woman were younger. The man was a strong middle-aged man with sharp features. He was wearing an executive-style black windbreaker and a black suit. A large-caliber revolver was placed on the table in front of him.

The last school director was actually a girl, very young, maybe even only seventeen or older, the same age as Lu Mingfei, with long light golden hair neatly piled on top of her head, a little chubby face with a serious expression, dark green pupils, like a delicate doll, and a butler wearing a pair of white gloves standing behind her with his head held high. Although this person was the youngest, no one dared to look down on her. When she and her butler stepped into the Hall of Heroes, even Frost Gattuso, who was leaning on a cane, nodded to the girl and even took off his hat.

Her name is Charlotte, and her last name is the great Gaultingen, an alchemical heritage that can stand on equal footing with the surname Flamel in the mixed-blood society. Elizabeth's Laurent family and the Gaultingen family have been allies for generations, and they stand on Angers' side.

The elders sitting opposite the school board were all haggard and old, but they were far more dangerous than Frost and his ilk. Their names were their surnames, St. George, St. Cadmus, St. Siegfried, and St. Beowulf. Each of these names was a legend in the history of dragon slaying. They were the defenders of the millennium history and the most indestructible wall between the dark world and human civilization. If it was the dragons that wanted to overthrow human civilization, they would join forces to slay the dragons. If it was the so-called new dragon clan of Frost that wanted to overthrow human civilization, they would not mind wiping the Gattuso family off the face of the earth.

Never doubt the determination of the elders to defend their beliefs, and never doubt the power possessed by the dragon-slaying family.