Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from a Wolf

The quiet swimming pool became noisy at that moment.

Red fire appeared on the stucco walls piled up with stone bricks and concrete. The smooth wall tiles began to soften like cheese heated in a microwave. The extreme high temperature caused these solids to reach the melting point.

The temperature rose several degrees in an instant. The deformed wall emitted distorted heat waves, and a circular hole appeared. The stone bricks and concrete around the hole all melted into magma and flowed on the ground.

That face appeared in everyone's sight.

His pupils were burning, glowing with brilliant gold, but his skin seemed to be cracked on the ground, with lava flowing inside. A terrifying face slowly revealed a terrifying expression.

He opened his mouth and whispered: "Brother."

Lu Mingfei heard his call, his voice was hoarse and childish, like a child speaking with a dry throat due to a cold.

He slowly walked toward the crowd and stepped into the swimming pool. The white mist evaporated instantly, and the water near him was boiled and bubbled continuously.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and even if the doors and floor-to-ceiling windows are opened, it will not dissipate in a short time.

"Fire!" Ye Sheng directed his troops to pull the trigger.

Caesar, Chu Zihang, and Jiude Yaji also gave orders one after another.

The black muzzle of the gun was aimed at the still glowing shadow in the pool. The sound of the gunshot was like thunder, and a rain of bullets fell down.

They are all equipped with M4 gun groups. 5.56mm caliber steel core bullets are fired at a speed of 900 rounds per minute. The magazine is emptied instantly, and the magazine is immediately replaced and fired.

No one held back, and the dense barrages formed a wall of forbidden troops, crushing everything that came close.

However, not a single bullet could hit the shadow. There seemed to be an invisible barrier around him. When all the bullets got close to him about 2 meters, they turned into molten steel.

The scorching hot molten steel flows at high speed on the cover wall, collecting more and more, and the warheads hit it in vain, like moths flying into the flames.

More than a dozen trails of black smoke headed towards the figure. They were rifle grenades. A head-on hit could kill an infantry fighting vehicle.

The figure continued to move forward, and the molten steel flowed around the grenade. There was a dull sound, and not even the light of the explosion appeared.

In the control room, the professors received the video sent back by Norma.

"Bullets and grenades are useless to him, so what on earth are they!"

"Damn it! He can command fire and metal, he belongs to the clan of the Lord of Bronze and Fire!"

Manstein called the night watchman again.

"Dad! Can you release the 'Commandment' now!" Manstein yelled into the phone, "That dragon... it should be a dragon that is releasing high-risk word spirits in the academy!"

"Don't be ridiculous, son, the 'commandments' can't possibly work against my high-level bloodline..." The old cowboy's voice was a little deep, "That dragon is the first generation species."

"The first generation? Aren't those...the four great kings!" Manstein was sweating profusely, "Quickly give the order for the students to evacuate!"

"Already doing it!"

Schneider took the microphone and shouted: "All avoidance! All avoidance!"

"That's the King of Bronze and Fire! Repeat, that's the Dragon King! Everyone evacuate immediately! Evacuate the swimming pool immediately!"

The old professor's tearing roar came from the headset.

"The King of Bronze and Fire! Isn't he an egg?" Ye Sheng exclaimed, "Damn it, I thought it was some rampaging second-generation species! Mingfei, it seems we have to give up the plan! Use your alchemy bullets

If you delay a little bit, we can no longer handle this level!"

"I understand. I need some time to recharge the alchemy bullets. You take Old Tang and evacuate first. We will be here soon. Don't worry about me. You know, I run very fast. I will freeze him right away.

It will come out." Lu Mingfei pulled out the Markov pistol and stood at the front of the swimming pool.

"Okay." Ye Sheng agreed, and Jiude Aki began to direct the crowd to evacuate. The crowd left quickly. Old Tang was carried on a stretcher, with ice packs placed around his body. Fengel, who was soaked, followed the stretcher.

Leave from the entrance together.

The well-trained crowd successfully evacuated within ten seconds. Caesar was the last one to leave. Before leaving, he took a deep look at Lu Mingfei's back.

Only Lu Mingfei and the "King of Bronze and Fire" were left in the swimming pool.

For some reason, the Dragon King suddenly stopped. The fog in the swimming pool became heavier and heavier, like a sauna. Lu Mingfei could only see the golden firelight penetrating through the fog.

The fire was submerged in the water and gradually extinguished. The water in the swimming pool was boiling, and bubbles emerged from the bottom of the swimming pool.

After a while, the Dragon King began to move forward again. Lu Mingfei raised his pistol and shot at the Dragon King.

The bullet was blocked from the field and turned into molten steel dripping into the swimming pool.

There were no frozen ice flowers or huge icicles.

"It's true..." Lu Mingfei sighed and put the pistol back on his waist.

The six bullets Marklov had brought with him were all used up last night, and the magazine was filled with new bullets.

Obviously, this gun does not have the power to "freeze" bullets.

Maybe this is a one-time item, and the special bullets are gone when used up.

The dragon king's fire was completely extinguished, and there was a super heavy fog around the swimming pool, with a visual range of less than 10 meters.

Lu Mingfei stayed where he was and listened to the movements of the Dragon King. Without that conspicuous golden light, the Dragon King didn't know where he would come out. He had to at least understand the direction of the opponent's movements before leaving.

He heard the sound of water waves, and it seemed that someone was jumping out of the swimming pool.

"Is it Norton?" Lu Mingfei held the knife and concentrated.

Strange, why didn't he jump up? Aren't dragons physically very strong?

Or maybe he hatched early due to some accident. Yesterday, Norton was still an egg in a copper jar. Maybe he could only release the spirit of speech, and his body had not grown yet and was still very fragile.

But even if we can only release the spirit of speech, there is almost no solution.

The Dragon King who can command metal and fire, this setting is simply invincible, right?

Guns, rockets, missiles...

Almost all modern human weapons use explosions and mechanical kinetic energy as attack methods. If Norton's ability has no upper limit, it is really hard to imagine how to kill him. This is definitely an impossible task.

Lu Mingfei didn't know if Chuan Wan would also melt into a puddle of molten iron. So far, his partners had not made any mistakes in the duel, but that was because they had never encountered such a weird situation.

He swallowed, thought for a while, and did not pull out the knife. Instead, he walked to the open French window, ready to escape at any time.

But he was stunned. What he saw in the white steam was not the dragon maid covered with dragon scales, nor the little dragon with two horns and a tail trailing behind him, but a skinny young man.

He climbed up from the escalator, revealing his head, his cheeks retracted under his cheekbones, like a special young man suffering from withdrawal reaction, but his eyes were even and dark, shining with a certain light. His eyes were evasive, not daring to look straight.

The road is obviously not this way.

He climbed up the escalator. His naked body was pale in color, with protruding ribs and peeling skin. He was as skinny as a child, like an abused child.

"I want to go see my brother. Have you seen him?" He lowered his head and said softly.

Lu Mingfei didn't know where this young man came from, but if everyone had evacuated, then he and the King of Bronze and Fire should be the only ones left here.

But how could he believe that the scrawny boy in front of him was the Dragon King?

He didn't know what to say, he just looked at that face.

"I'm sorry to disturb you." The young man said weakly, walking around Lu Mingfei from the other side.

Step by step, step by step, dragging his steps, he walked slowly and hard, as if he would fall to the ground at any time.

Lu Mingfei suddenly noticed that the boy's hair, which was wet with water, was dry.

Some golden sparks floated out from his hair, hot air rushed towards his face, there were scorched marks on the floor tiles he stepped on, and the flowing golden flames came out bit by bit, covering his whole body...

...

There was chaos before my eyes.

"Choose."

A majestic voice sounded in my ears.

Someone pulled his eyelids, forcing him to open his eyes and look directly at everything in front of him.

"Choose." The voice kept repeating in my ears.

On the left are scorching flames, charred human figures, and crazy and painful screams.

On the right is the refreshing wind, cheers and clinking glasses, violent applause and dazzling lights.

When he walked to the left, the lights on the right dimmed. When he walked to the right, the flames on the left burned more fiercely.

All fools know which side to choose. One side is the scorching hell and the other side is the paradise where you can relax and enjoy. No one is stupid enough to go to the left.

He puffed up his chest, strode towards the stage and lights, stepped in with his left foot, and the moment he raised his right foot, he suddenly turned around and looked to the other side.

He stopped where he was, looking at the burning city, feeling a little worried.

"Is there someone else suffering inside?" He thought to himself and put his right foot down, but made no move.

He is the only one who is happy, that would be too cruel...

The firelight illuminated his furrowed eyebrows, and half of his body stepped into the light, while the other half remained in the darkness.

...

"It's great that you're awake!"

The first thing that catches the eye is Fingel's big face.

"I'm..." Old Tang climbed up from the stretcher, feeling as if a lead ball had been stuffed in his head, making him feel dizzy and heavy.

"You fainted, and we finally rescued you from the edge of life and death." Fingel patted Old Tang's back gently, tears welling up in his eyes, "You almost died. It really scared me to death."

Only then did he realize that he was surrounded by doctors wearing white coats, holding needles, wearing masks and blue medical hats.

There were some gaps in his memory. He remembered that he seemed to be carried on Lu Mingfei's back, and then he opened his eyes again, and this was the scene in front of him.

The body is the capital of food. He has always been in good health. Even if he plays games every day, his athletic ability is not bad at all. He has never been sick since he was a child.

God gave him a miserable life, but also gave him a strong body. This was the first time in his memory that he fell unconscious.

"Hi, we meet again." An old man greeted him.

"Principal Angers!"

Many people shouted the old man's name. He seemed to be very popular among the students. The students looked at the old man with little stars in their eyes.

Old Tang stood up with Fingel's help. They stood on the lawn of a hill in the distance. Next to it stood a straight green pine with lush branches. Most of the setting sun disappeared into the horizon, leaving only a small arc. The hill

Below is an open space, very open, with a ring painted with white powder on the yellow soil, like a sports arena of some kind.

"Don't worry, we will explain everything to you after the matter is over." Fingel said: "Wait a moment, no matter what you choose, we are still good brothers."

choose...

Old Tang's vision suddenly became blurry again.

He stumbled and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately Fingel held him back.

"Be careful." Fingel said, "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

"No..." Old Tang shook his head vigorously: "I just woke up and my head is a little dizzy."

He took a deep breath and looked at the empty field below with everyone.

A figure shuttled through the trees and came up to him. It was Lu Mingfei.

"Old Tang! You're awake!" Lu Mingfei came over and held his hand in surprise.

The sensation that came was that of a white bandage.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Old Tang asked.

"It's okay, a little injury, it doesn't matter." Lu Mingfei giggled and scratched the back of his head, "As long as you're okay, just wait, it will be over soon. Our plan to go out may have to be put on hold for a few days, but don't worry

, the college will compensate you."

Old Tang looked confused. He seemed to have been in a coma for a whole year. He was obviously an acquaintance, but he couldn't understand what he was saying.

Fingel helped him sit on the ground, and Lu Mingfei was called by the old man to talk.

The principal pulled Lu Mingfei to the edge of the highest cliff, opened the suitcase in front of him, and assembled a large-caliber sniper rifle from it.

Lu Mingfei watched silently and didn't say a word during the process.

The principal then took out a cylindrical quartz jar, which looked like a polished red crystal, with a blood-like luster flowing and changing inside.

"The fifth element is the Philosopher's Stone, which represents the spirit." The principal said: "The alchemical warhead is made of pure spirit. Only it can kill the Dragon King. It is very difficult to use the bullet carefully."

He filled the bullet into the magazine, loaded the gun with a click, and finally handed the rifle to Lu Mingfei's hand.

"Principal, is the Dragon King really a mortal enemy of humans?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Of course, human beings have been fighting since ancient times. Did you know that before the hybrid race was born, every year the human tribe had to contribute the purest and most beautiful virgins to the dragon tribe. If the required quantity and standards were not met, the region's

The tribe would be destroyed, and the contributing virgins would never come back alive."

"Human beings are too weak to resist the rule of these cruel kings."

"Until humans captured dragons and sacrificed young women to them. After the women became pregnant, they were locked in a cage and observed. If they were born smoothly during childbirth, they would be qualified hybrids. If the proportion of dragon blood is too high, the fetus will be very

If you are irritable, the delivery process will not go smoothly, and you may even kill your own mother. At this time, people outside will use spears to stab the fetus and the woman to death..."

"This is the earliest origin of hybrids. It is full of blood. Humans use dirty methods to steal the power of dragons."

"From the moment we started to resist, we were destined to be sworn enemies with the dragons. There is no such thing as coexistence." Angers pulled out his folding knife and said slowly: "Don't have sympathy for the dragons.

, Otherwise, it will only bring disaster to your friends, relatives and lovers."

The sun gradually sets in the mountains.

Darkness falls, and in the distance, there is light shining, slowly moving towards this side...