Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 81 080. Nibelungen Plan

"The host of this banquet is Henkel. As a leader of the mixed-race society in North America, he holds similar banquets in different cities every year.

This is a feast of dragons, and only truly outstanding mixed-race or mixed-race families can accept Henkel's invitation.

Young people will talk loudly at banquets, pocket a lot of dollars from the gambling table, or give away money. In this way, they open up a situation among the mixed-race elite and integrate into it.

In a sense, this is a road to the sky. As long as they can get an invitation from Henkel, no matter who they are, they can enter the true elite class among the North American hybrids.

The old guys wore suits and leather shoes, and walked into the darkroom hand in hand with other old guys with a lot of business in hand. The transaction volume reached at such banquets every year can sometimes even exceed 100 billion US dollars.

Weapons, potions, academic research and everything related to dragons are within their scope of business. "

Ange leaned on the bar and drank a swig of brandy. His eyes often glanced at the cup of hot milk in Chu Zihang's hand, and the expression on his face changed.

Chu Zihang really couldn't stand the sight of him, so he drank the hot milk in his hand with a dark face.

"Lu Mingfei asked for it for me." He explained dryly. Ange made an expression of realization, and then stopped worrying about the matter.

"Senior brother, I thought you still didn't drink as before." Lu Mingfei opened his eyes wide, his expression a bit astonished.

"I became an adult last year." Chu Zihang said.

Sometimes he really didn't want to deal with Lu Mingfei.

"Sorry, sorry." Lu Mingfei touched his hair with some embarrassment, and whispered to the bartender, "Please give us another martini, thank you."

Angers laughed heartily.

He invited Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang to sit down at a certain dining table, and then sat across from the two boys.

"Mingfei, actually the purpose of bringing you here this time is not to let you make a deal with Henkel."

Lu Mingfei nodded thoughtfully, "I guessed it."

The North American mixed race and the Camarilla are very different. This is because in a sense, although both are businessmen, the Camarilla has a lower bottom line in comparison. Although they suck blood from ordinary people, they also draw blood from the entire world. Earn huge amounts of wealth in the financial system.

But starting from the Elder Council era many years ago, the Camarilla has been the staunch guardians of dragon secrets and destroyers of dragons. For thousands of years, they have been running around every inch of this planet, pouring their blood and The blood was mixed and sprinkled all over the wilderness. Many people sacrificed their lives for the great cause of dragon slaying. The piles of bones of those dragon-slaying ancestors could even fill the entire Santa Monica beach.

The North American mixed race is the descendant of European immigrants in the Americas. Their prosperity and wealth are based on bloody plunder. There may be noble dragon slayers among these people, and there may also be people who are willing to die for justice. , but more people are still profit-seeking thugs.

For the huge wealth, the powerful power, and the long life, they will definitely do anything to surrender to the dragon clan.

Henkel may not be such a person, but he is the leader of this group of people after all. His attitude is naturally opposed to Angers, and the attitudes of the Camarilla and the North American mixed race are also naturally opposed.

Therefore, in the last feast of carving up the corpses of the next generation, even the anti-skeleton guys like the Japanese branch were able to get a share of the pie, while the North American hybrids could only watch from afar.

Of course, Europeans do not object to doing business with Americans, but this kind of business is limited to normal trade. As long as they have the slightest relationship with the Dragon Clan, it is almost impossible to have business dealings with them, such as the Council of Elders and the School Directors. There are no Americans anywhere.

"I have a premonition that the final moment of decisive battle between humans and dragons is coming. This is a very long journey. Old guys like me will definitely die on the way, and you, Mingfei, and you, Zihang , you are the best young people. You will eventually hold your sword tightly and step on our bones until you see the last scenery. But if that day really comes, you will definitely not want there to be no one behind you. There is a man who stands alone with a sword and roars towards the king's throne." Ange's voice was tragic and passionate, reminding people of those who died for justice in the epic.

Neither Lu Mingfei nor Chu Zihang spoke. To be honest, this kind of statement is not uncommon on the Internet and social platforms in recent years.

Especially since Lu Mingfei entered school, the pessimism of mixed-race society has been spreading.

First, the second-generation species, which is rare in a century, appeared in pairs, then the palace of the Lord of Bronze and Fire was excavated, then Odin, who was suspected of being the first-generation species, attacked the Monyach, and then the real bronze and fire King Norton appears at Six Flags Chicago.

All of this indicates the fact that the dragon's recovery seems to be becoming more and more compact.

And this may be just the beginning. When the end of the world truly comes, the tombs buried deep in the ground will open one after another, and the dragons that have sealed themselves in the coffins roar into the sky, heading in a certain direction to meet their emperor.

And that emperor has black scales and black wings. When he rises to the sky, he casts a shadow that covers the mountains. His name is Nidhogg.

"So I hope you can integrate into this banquet. Every young man here represents a powerful force or ancient family behind them. These families may be far inferior to the Gattuso family or the Laurent family, and they can gather together It is also a huge force. Henkel is already very old. After he dies, the North American hybrids will be leaderless, and that day, Mingfei, you may be able to integrate them, not just them, but all the hybrids in the world , only humans who are united are not afraid of the majesty of dragons. If mortals are still killing each other in the process of fighting against gods, then we will never be able to pull down the thing on the throne." Angers said this There was a pause.

He then looked at Chu Zihang, who was sitting upright and still putting his hand on Murasame's knife handle. He was still expressionless, but his face was slightly red. This was because he had just taken two sips of the cocktail. Lu Ming Feixin thought that senior brother really couldn't drink, that is, Chu's mother was not here, otherwise they would both get beaten.

Ange spoke again at this time, this time he said to Chu Zihang, "Zihang, you are also one of my best students. Even in my hundreds of years of teaching career, I have rarely seen anyone Can surpass you in talent and hard work. The students all say that you are Transcendent A Grade, but when I evaluated your bloodline, I originally planned to rate you as S Grade."

Chu Zihang took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of magnificent golden eyes.

There seemed to be a strange mandala spinning in those never-extinguishing golden pupils.

He said, "My bloodline is not that high. Principal, you are also a member of the Lionheart Club. You should know where my eyes come from. If you really want to say it, my bloodline may not even be comparable to Caesar's." "

Ange did not light up his golden pupils, but stared into Chu Zihang's eyes with those iron-gray eyes.

He sighed deeply after a long time, "It's the violent blood technique, right? Mingfei also used this technique when fighting Odin and Norton. This is the first generation of Lionheart Club members from an ancient city. The forbidden technology found in the tomb of the woman can refine the blood of the mixed race to temporarily suppress human consciousness and release the dragon's heart. However, this method has a fatal flaw, it will cause the dragon's blood to erode the user's body bit by bit, until The violent and murderous will completely overwhelms the human will, and at that time the user will degenerate into a tireless deadpool, forever wandering on the edge of life and death, neither recognized by dragons nor accepted by people."

Chu Zihang put on his sunglasses again, "I found the remains of this technology in the library's archives and spent a long time restoring it. This is a very powerful and precious thing. Before humans entered In the barbaric society of the industrial age, our ancestors relied on similar technology to ignite their dragon blood and hunt the remaining dragons around the world. The death of each pure-blood dragon often meant the death of a larger number of hybrids. Or completely degenerate. But we continue to fight, and death is a beautiful destination for people like us who chase phantoms."

There was no wave in Chu Zihang's voice. His heart was as hard as his own, and he could be so calm even when he was talking about his own death.

Ange's face was replaced with a kind and gentle smile.

He said to Chu Zihang, "Your body is collapsing. If this continues, you won't even survive to graduate."

Chu Zihang nodded, "I know, so when I almost lose control, I will apply to bury a bomb in my heart. When Chu Zihang's personality completely disappears, Deadpool's soul will wake up from this body. That bomb would have completely destroyed my chest. I'm not going to get anyone in trouble."

Lu Mingfei's expression changed. He thought that his senior brother was still the same senior brother who was cruel to others and even more cruel to himself.

But he wasn't particularly worried because he knew there were ways to save Chu Zihang.

Angers tapped the table with his index finger, "The academy is implementing a project called Nibelungen. Through this project, we can engrave complex and sophisticated alchemical matrix on the human body. This matrix can strengthen The mixed bloodline can also suppress the unstable dragon will. If the Nibelung Plan can be implemented on you, your bloodline will truly be close to S-level, or even become S-level, and the violent blood technology that troubles you will bring The hidden dangers that came will also completely disappear. However, the advancement of the Nibelung Plan requires a huge amount of resources, the most important of which is the dragon bone cross from Dragon King Norton. As Norton's killers, Mingfei and Caesar They are all the designated candidates for the Nibelungen Plan, and you, Zihang, you need greater honor, you need to kill a dragon, a real dragon to prove yourself."

Chu Zihang also stared into Ange's eyes. After a long time, he finally nodded, and there was a slight wave in the expression on his face, "Okay, I will definitely do it."

He actually didn't want to die at all, he hadn't stabbed Odin's heart yet, he hadn't pulled the god off his throne, he hadn't avenged that man yet.

If there is really a chance to condense his bloodline and curb the deterioration of the situation, then Chu Zihang will definitely fight for it no matter what it takes.

However, Lu Mingfei had a thought in his mind. He thought that Hui Liyi might be able to rely on the Nibelung Plan to stabilize the bloodline.

Then she would be a normal girl, able to talk, able to see the world, able to hug the boy she liked, and able to live outside that small room.

"Principal." Lu Mingfei suddenly raised his hand, "If possible, I would like to give up the spot in the Nibelungen Plan to my senior brother. He needs this thing more than me." Lu Mingfei said.

His expression was relaxed, as if what he was about to give out was not some technology that could change the world, but just an egg for breakfast.

Chu Zihang suddenly raised his eyes, looked deeply at Lu Mingfei, and then turned away.

He didn't speak. The relationship between him and Lu Mingfei was always like this. They would both give the most precious things to each other for each other.

Now that the Nibelungen Plan is even more important to Chu Zihang, it is not surprising that Lu Mingfei would give up this spot to him without hesitation.

Aangran was stunned for a moment, "Are you sure? If the Nibelung Plan is used on you, maybe you can become the first person in human history to truly break through the critical blood limit. I mean, if you don't use it, In any case where technology and alchemical products are contraindicated.”

Odin's mask was some kind of great alchemical product, but it was completely shattered in Lu Mingfei's battle with Norton and could no longer be used. The alchemical matrix contained in it was also completely destroyed.

The school board spent a lot of money to buy back the incomplete mask from Lu Mingfei. However, Lu Mingfei thought that even if the thing was bought back, it would definitely end up in the vice principal's pocket.

After all, that sloppy old guy is the greatest alchemist in the human world today. His surname is inherited from the ancient Flamel. In mythology, he was the first human being to discover the Philosopher's Stone and its uses. .

"No problem," Lu Mingfei said nonchalantly. Compared to the Nibelungen Plan, of course his senior brother was more important.

He said, "In the worst case, I'll find a second-generation breeder and kill it later."

According to the share of Dragon Bone Cross at Lu Mingfei's disposal, even using the Nibelung Plan for three people is completely enough. But the work of carving those alchemical matrices can only be done by Master Flamel.

It would take the old guy almost a year to complete all the matrices on a person, which meant that even if the plan to create a man-made super hybrid could be implemented, it would not be mass-produced. And the old guy, the vice-principal, is now over a hundred years old, and he may die one day.

"If it is your request," Angers pondered for a moment, "Of course you can. I will help Chu Zihang apply for the Nibelungen Plan when I get back."

"Junior brother." Chu Zihang was sitting next to Lu Mingfei. He suddenly turned his eyes and put his hand on the back of Lu Mingfei's hand, as if he was about to say some great oath to fight for justice.

Both palms were as hard as iron, and the dragon's blood surged through the veins like wild horses.

Lu Mingfei also looked at Chu Zihang.

The senior brother's smile was uglier than his tears, and he said softly, "Thank you."