Dragon Clan: Restart your life

God...will never abandon his people?

Pompeii narrowed his eyes slightly, maybe it would be more appropriate to be a believer, but for Odin, he was not only the god in the eyes of all spirits of that era, but also the king of the mixed race of that era.

His thoughts were a little divergent. To this day, how many people still remember the ancient monarch who led the hybrids to overthrow the dragon rule?

Don't even remember it, in the history of today's hybrid world, Odin is not just a mythical symbol in Norse mythology.

God will not abandon his people, so will his people abandon God?

…

…

"You will pay for the Jedi you killed today, Dooku!"

"As you can see, my power in the Force is far superior to yours. Leave now."

"I don't think so."

"Oh? Master Kenobi, you disappoint me so much. Master Yoda admires you so much. It seems that you can definitely do better."

In an instant, the white-haired old man in a windbreaker pulled out a red lightsaber and stepped forward.

The red and blue lightsabers flew and struck each other in the dim space, splashing with light. Master Kenobi, who was holding the blue lightsaber, was at a disadvantage after just a few rounds!

The man sitting in front of the TV held his breath involuntarily, his expression changing with the changes in the situation.

The door to the room suddenly opened, and an old cowboy wearing a cowboy hat walked in. His face twitched slightly when he saw this. He walked a few steps to the TV and turned off the TV regardless of the man's shocked and angry gaze.

"It's time for us to leave. I've already arranged the afternoon flight. You'll have plenty of time to study this kind of...well, I mean documentaries after you go back." Henkel waved his hand and began to pack his small luggage.

He threw a pair of jeans to Raymond.

The hybrid Raymond, who was captured by Fingel and claimed to be a descendant of the Black King, frowned:

"Fingel hasn't come back yet, why don't we wait for him to come back and leave together?"

Henkel secretly admired Fingel's ability to deceive.

As expected of his chosen heir, he spent two days working on this one and successfully deceived the other person into half of his own ability. He can enjoy it wherever he goes. Fortunately, the Kassel school board is mostly ignorant. He has nothing but wine and rice bags, and he has a unique discernment.

"He went on a mission to Greenland and won't be back in a short time. Let's go back to Chicago first."

Henkel paused and said in a serious tone, "To tell you the truth, I am actually the leader of a large mixed-race force, but I was betrayed and reduced to this by my subordinates. Now that I have recovered from my injuries, I am ready to return to Chicago to regain my power. You Give me a helping hand, and when Fingel takes over my position in the future, you will definitely have a place."

Raymond said suspiciously: "You little guy, you are actually the talker of a big force?"

Henkel said with a dark face: "Didn't we agree? Let's calculate it based on your real living age. You are several thousand years old, and your active period is only a few decades. You spend the rest of the time sleeping. In front of me, you are just a little guy. !”

Raymond started to change clothes and asked casually: "Is there any delicious food in Chicago with you? I really can't get used to the food customs here."

Henkel was stunned: "What do you like to eat? Forget it, after returning to Chicago, you can have whatever you want."

The domineering declaration made Raymond change clothes 30% faster.

"By the way, how are you recovering?" Henkel packed up his salute and asked standing at the door.

"Seventy to eighty percent." Raymond said, "I have been sleeping for too long, and my body has been depleted too much. In addition, I am not really a pure-blood dragon. I just managed to become a pure-blood through the 'Hybrid Monarch Project' before I fell asleep. , the remaining injuries can only be recovered with external substances, such as serum."

"Are you the finished product of the 'Hybrid Monarch Project'?"

"Of course not. The distance between a pureblood and a monarch is no smaller than the distance between a half-blood and a pureblood."

Henkel narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "There is something I have wanted to ask for a long time. Can the 'Mixed-blood Monarch Project' really allow mixed-bloods to be promoted to pure-bloods? What are the requirements? Is there any possibility of mass production?"

"Yes, the requirement is naturally to be a blood descendant of the Black King. In theory, the descendants of the White King can also do it. However, in our era, the White King has long since fallen and there is no blood descendant left."

Raymond was dressed neatly. Compared with the dragon-like appearance he had when he first woke up, he was now just like an ordinary person, at most taller.

"If you can mass-produce the Black King's descendants like a god, then you can produce pure-blooded dragons." Raymond said lightly, "The core of this plan is to use the spirit to refine dragon blood, so it requires spiritual will. Very high, only people with the blood of the Black King meet the minimum requirements, and usually only those with the blood of the Emperor can succeed.”

"The descendants of the White King? There are descendants of the White King in our era, in Japan." Henkel asked doubtfully, "Refining dragon blood with spirit?"

"Yes, using spiritual will to refine dragon blood to break through the critical blood limit. This is the beginning of evolution. Once it starts, it cannot be stopped. Either it will lose control and be backlashed by the dragon blood and become an unconscious dragon attendant, or it will point directly to the pure blood barrier." Raymond nodded and said, "This is also the application of alchemy, but the embryo is ourselves."

Raymond's description of it instantly reminded Henkel of some rumors.

Henkel didn't know about "explosive blood", but he knew that before the industrial age, certain families had a secret method of instantly purifying their blood. This was their trump card, allowing ethnic groups to become close to pure-blooded dragons with mixed-blood bodies. With the power of these means, they can fight against the dragon clan on the battlefield.

The sources of these methods have long been unreliable. In the Middle Ages, this was also regarded as a kind of black magic, and various restrictions were imposed. Finally, after the heresy purges of the Dark Middle Ages, these secrets were lost to inheritance.

It was not until the beginning of the 20th century that it was rumored that the "Lionheart Society", a new group of the secret party, had reproduced this technique, quickly surpassing the older generation and establishing its status as the leader of the new generation.

The founder of the Lionheart Club at that time was Meneke Cassel, who was born in the Cassel family, a German mixed-race family.

Henkel was vaguely aware of this.

Before that, they were not aware of these abnormalities at all, until some secrets that had disappeared for a long time appeared. This information that was originally useless in their eyes was quietly connected to each other, outlining a scene buried by history. Picture scroll that is too long.

And what is depicted on the scroll is the secret that they have been pursuing for a long time!

That is the secret of the ancient dragon clan, and the secret of the birth of the hybrid species and the reason why it replaced the dragon clan as the master of the world!

All of this is slowly unfolding for them and has begun.

"You said that Fingel is the blood descendant of the Black King. Can he be promoted to pure blood in this way?" Henkel asked.

Raymond nodded without hesitation: "Of course! The [Bronze Throne] can allow him to push himself to the level of pure blood combat power. If he can step into pure blood, the [Bronze Throne] might be able to push him to the level of pure blood." He is pushed to the level of the next generation, and I can detect a mysterious and ancient aura about him, and his mental and will stability is much higher than that of the emperor-blooded ones I have seen before."

"Mysterious and ancient aura?"

"The eyes, looking directly into his eyes, I felt fear."

Henkel was silent for a moment, but he did not continue to think deeply, but instead thought about the possibility of letting Fingel become a pure blood.

He knew that one person must have mastered the technology of refining dragon blood mentioned by Raymond, and that was Angers, the last member of the Lion Heart Society.

In addition, he had already learned from Fingel that Angers and Leonardo had been trying to implement a plan called "Hybrid Monarch", which was exactly the same as the plan mentioned by Raymond.

However, the key is not to use spiritual will to refine dragon blood, but to combine alchemy technology and biotechnology, which requires a large amount of dragon blood to purify the serum to help him break through the critical blood limit while maintaining self-awareness.

Moreover, the upper limit of this plan is only infinitely close to that of pure blood.

Henkel thought: It seems that these two old guys also have limited knowledge, and Ange is hiding a treasure house without knowing it.

Otherwise, Fingel would have broken through to pure blood, and the Secret Party would have started searching for the Black King's descendants all over the world.

Wait... Henkel's expression suddenly changed.

If his and Fingel's previous guesses were correct, someone would have long been eyeing the German hybrids inheriting the Black King's bloodline and treating them as leeks in captivity. Summer Mourning was the last harvest, and the last time Woolen cloth?

It could only be the purge of heretics in the Middle Ages, which also caused them to lose the technology to purify their blood.

It seems that the cause of the Summer Mourning incident may also be that Meineke reproduced this technology, which caused the purge and harvest of the people behind the scenes for multiple reasons!

Someone behind the scenes has been watching the Ashkenazi half-breeds!

In today's era, the German mixed breed has long declined and has lost its former glory. There are only three or two kittens and puppies left, and Fingal can be called the last glory of the German mixed breed...

He has always been in the sight of the people behind the scenes! The people behind the scenes are like scientists in white outside the training warehouse, always watching the movements of the mice with cold eyes!

The Ice Sea Incident is one of them. Everyone died except him. This is probably not a coincidence!

If this is as he guessed, then Fingel's trip to the Greenland ice sea is tantamount to throwing himself into a trap!

Henkel's face was gloomy. He was already suspecting that the other party's exposure of the server's location was also a bait thrown by the other party!

But now he can no longer contact Fingel. At this time, he has already sneaked into the marine mining company.

"Let's go!" Sheriff Henkel suddenly turned around and said in a deep voice, "We have to return to Chicago as soon as possible, take back my power, and then support Fingel. I hope he can survive until that moment!"

Raymond looked stern. He didn't know what happened suddenly, but he could feel Henkel's mental change.

…

…

Greenland waters.

Three floating platforms on the sea that are comparable to the Xumizuo of Sheqi Bajia form a triangle.

"Gentlemen, these offshore floating platforms are our company's industry and are suitable for long-term offshore operations, such as exploring oil or seabed mineral veins. Although they move slowly, due to their huge weight, they can withstand level 12 winds and even tsunamis at sea. As you can see, we take the safety of our employees very seriously."

The man in a suit with gold-rimmed glasses smiled warmly and extended his hand to several young shareholder representatives.

Hanka Joy, the former Deputy Minister of Information in Kassel, sneered: "Sir, I don't care whether you pay attention to the safety of your employees. I only care about how you make profits. Our boss has treated you badly in the past two years." The report is very unsatisfactory.”

The man with gold-rimmed glasses shrugged and said, "Of course, we will give you a reasonable explanation. Please, Mr. Hanka."

Hanka Joy walked in front with his head held high, and his steps were so confident that he seemed to be the owner of the place.

After discovering that the Hunter website server was located in the marine mining company in Greenland, Norma secretly acquired other properties of some shareholders of this company and became the boss of these shareholders. They did not choose to acquire shares because time was too hasty. , it is also easy to be exposed when shareholders change. It is safer to directly become the boss of these shareholders and use their identities.

The identity of Fingel and others this time is the "imperial envoy" sent by the original shareholders, and the man with gold-rimmed glasses who came out to receive them is the secretary of the general manager. The general manager himself is said to be on annual vacation in Hawaii...

They walked into the floating platform. The lights in the passage flickered on and off, as if the voltage was not very stable.

"Sorry, there was something wrong with the circuit this morning. Our electrician went home on leave last week and the new electrician hasn't arrived yet." The secretary apologized.

Hanka said calmly: "Mr. Secretary, we are a marine mining company. Can you tell me how many years this sea area can be developed?"

"Sir, be patient. When we get there, you will know what kind of gold mine we have found!" The man with gold-rimmed glasses said confidently, "We have not slacked off in the past two years, but we have found a gold mine for the company. A new way forward!”

"Oh?" Hanka asked doubtfully, "Have you found an undersea oil deposit?"

"It's far more profitable than that." The gold-rimmed glasses smiled mysteriously.

Hanka frowned, but didn't pay attention. He was thinking that the boss should have sneaked into the floating platform. They should try their best to divert the enemy's attention and create opportunities for the boss.

"We'll talk about this later. Please gather all the employees of the company here. We want to learn about your movements in the past two years from the grassroots employees." Hanka paused and warned, "Everything is, leaving only the necessary positions. Staff, don’t think about finding a few actors to hoodwink me.”

The man with gold-rimmed glasses said with a smile on his face: "Of course, Mr. Hanka, we have summoned the staff in the large conference room in advance and are ready to accept your questions."

Hanka was startled: "Have you convened it in advance?"

"Yes, sir."

"But we didn't inform you before we came. This is a surprise investigation!" Hanka faintly sensed something was wrong and said with sweat from behind.

He stopped, and the two team members behind him turned slightly, and the three of them instantly formed a formation that was at each other's horns.

"how could be?"

The man with gold-rimmed glasses still maintained a gentle smile, but at this moment, the flickering lights in the passage looked particularly strange.

"We received the news that you would come to visit a week ago. We have been waiting for this day and are fully prepared."

…

…

At this moment.

Deep inside another floating platform, Fingel stood in front of an elevator door.

When the red indicator light came on, the elevator door slowly opened, and a faint blue light fell from above.

Fingel looked around and stepped into the elevator.

I don't know if Hanka's plan was successful. He didn't meet anyone along the way. It was so quiet and smooth that it made people feel scared.

But with the arrow on the string, it is no longer realistic to retreat.

There are no buttons in the elevator. As the elevator door closes, the elevator begins to descend slowly and steadily. This closed environment combined with the faint blue light will inevitably make people feel frightened, and it is enough to make any claustrophobia sufferer instantly suffer from the disease.

Fingel took a deep breath. The Eye of Horus found nothing unusual for the time being. He closed his eyes and began to listen to the movements around him.

Suddenly, the elevator began to slow down.

"Ding" - the elevator stopped.

Fingel opened his eyes, and the elevator door slowly opened. Before the elevator door fully opened, his figure quickly jumped out of the elevator and hid in the darkness.

This seems to be an underwater observation platform. There are no lights on, and the unknown depth of the sea is also pitch black. The sun cannot shine here, and you can't see your fingers inside the platform.

Fingel walked in the darkness as silently as a cat.

The Eye of Horus allowed him to ignore the darkness.

He looked around and found that this was a semi-circular underwater platform. The whole body was made of glass of unknown material. It was at least strong enough not to be crushed by water pressure.

Why would this company build such an observation platform here?

What are they observing?

Fingel became suspicious and suddenly stopped, his face gradually becoming serious.

He saw a figure with its back to him.

The other person stood in the darkness, pressing his hands on the glass wall, like some child who went to the aquarium alone, lying on the glass wall, looking at the beluga trapped inside.

But this is not an aquarium, nor are the beluga whales kept in captivity outside. Strictly speaking, they staying on the platform are more like beluga whales locked in an aquarium in the eyes of deep-sea animals.

Who is this person?

Fingel was shocked and confused, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should approach the other party or retreat.

Just when he was hesitating, a golden light suddenly lit up in front of the figure!

No, that's not a light, but... golden eyes? !

Something was lying outside the glass wall looking into the platform, its pupils were like giant candles, illuminating the entire platform into a red gold color!

And in this dazzling red gold, the figure standing there slowly turned around.

Behind her were huge golden eyes, and her slender figure seemed to blend into the red-gold light. She slowly raised her hands to lift her hair from her ears, and showed her long-lost smile to her lover whom she had not seen for many years. It was still as bright as ever. So gentle, as if time had not left a single trace on her body.

"...EVA."

The man who was no longer the same man murmured softly.

A little late...but this chapter is almost 5k