Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

Tokyo, Genji Heavy Industries.

"Young Master, the eldest lady has lost her strength and is in danger."

"Um."

Yuan Zhisheng is still upright, but there is lingering tiredness between his brows. Such a look should not appear on the young head of the Eight Sheqi Family. With the power of the imperial blood, he is still full of energy even if he stands for a whole day and night. yes.

It can be seen that it is not the body that makes him tired, but the mind.

Eriyi fell into coma again. His sister was both powerful and fragile, and her unstable bloodline brought a huge burden to the girl's body. In addition to the girl's boudoir, the floor where Eriyi lived was also the operating room and pharmacy. There is a world-class medical team stationed there. For ordinary people, no matter how weak their health is, they can only run to the hospital every three days. That's not the case for Eri. She lives directly in the hospital. Sometimes Minamoto wakes up. They are all afraid, afraid of hearing the bad news about Eriki.

My sister who is as gorgeous and fragile as a cherry blossom.

"Young Master, you haven't eaten or slept for 18 hours. Please take care of yourself. I'm sure the eldest lady doesn't want to see you like this."

"I see."

The group of people walked towards the elevator.

The footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, showing a bit of loneliness.

It was a place like this, where Eriki lived alone day after day. She was just a girl who had not grown up. She had never even gone out, not even once.

Minamoto Zhisheng imagined what it would be like for a girl to live alone. In a dark room, with only the light of the TV, the anime characters were cheerful and lively. Where was Eri? What was she thinking? Was she afraid of the dark? Do you kick the quilt when you sleep? Or roll yourself up like sushi?

After thinking about it, Minamoto Chisheng discovered that he had not been to Eriki's room for a long time. He had been very busy. The Executive Bureau had endless tasks, and the family also had endless things to deal with. Although there were A fixed-time video call, but that’s not enough.

He stopped and looked at the open door to the side.

There is a wooden sign hanging on the door using a Q version of Godzilla's sticky hook.

"The Castle of Painted Pear Clothes"

He smiled slightly.

"Excuse me, Your Highness Princess."

…………

"To be precise, it should be the McDull Movie."

The little devil held a dandelion, blew open thousands of umbrellas, and watched them fly to the sky with a smile.

"Do you remember?"

"At the beginning of the McDull movie, the story of McDull's ancestor was told. It said that McDull's ancestor was a very powerful inventor. He invented the telephone, but he only invented one telephone, and then he waited and waited and waited all his life. Oh, I waited until he died, but I didn’t wait until anyone called him.”

In the phone booth, a Mr. Pig with a two-dimensional painting style listened silently to the phone. For a long time, he slowly hung it up, supported the wall, and sighed sadly.

"Oh, I remembered it when you said that."

"Although it's a bit unreasonable, it's understandable for anime."

"Isn't it reasonable?"

The little devil has something to say.

"Brother, don't you think you are similar to McDull's ancestor in the movie?"

"Don't think I can't tell that you're calling me a pig!"

"No, no, how could it be!"

The little devil waved his hands repeatedly with a sincere smile.

"How could a wise and mighty man like my brother have anything to do with pigs?"

"I mean, the phone, there's only one phone in the world, one of a kind."

"Brother, didn't you remember anything?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the eagle flying across the sky.

"You mean the smartphone."

…………

A very standard girl's boudoir.

The most common things in the room are dolls, all kinds of dolls.

The TV was still on and stopped at the King of Fighters selection screen. There were game controllers scattered on the carpet protecting Sweetie. Refusing help from others, Minamoto picked them up one by one with a gentle smile. He waited until Eriyi's health got better. Play video games with her. Really, I have to be bullied by that guy again. I don’t know how to give in to me. After all, he is also your brother.

The girl's bed was covered with messy blankets. Eriri liked the blanket's quilt, sheets and pillows. Maybe it was because the fluffy feeling made the girl feel safe.

He just glanced at Yuan Zhisheng and immediately turned away. At this time, a machine on the bedside table caught his attention.

Yuan Zhisheng picked it up. It was a white metal square with a display screen on the front. Is it some kind of game console? But why can't I find the button?

Well, maybe it's this...

He looked at an icon at the bottom of the display, which was an apple with a bite.

…………

Lu Mingfei took out his smartphone.

The little devil suddenly asked confusedly.

"Brother, do you believe in fate?"

"Do not believe."

"The answer is really decisive."

The little devil smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"Or I should say it another way, like, destiny."

…………

Yuan Zhisheng pressed the Apple icon, and the screen lit up, showing a picture of a little monster showing off its power.

There is also a line of round fonts.

"The big devil must die"

He muttered to himself in confusion.

"What is this?"

Sakura silently took a step forward.

"Young Master, this is a mobile phone."

"cell phone?"

"Well, it is said that it is a prize that the eldest lady received from participating in an e-sports competition."

"That's it."

Yuan Zhisheng relaxed his brows.

Since it is an e-sports event, it is normal for Eriyi to get prizes based on her abilities.

He put down his phone.

The group of people left one after another, and the door slowly closed.

In the dark room, the phone screen suddenly lit up.

A program starts running automatically without human intervention.

The icon of the program is a simple ring.

…………

"Drogunir."

The little devil pointed to the ring.

"This is my gift to my brother."

"A mobile app?"

"No."

"It's a mobile game."

Lu Mingfei clicked on the ring, oh, it's called Drogunir.

In the horizontal screen, the ancient scroll slowly unfolded. The soldiers charged towards each other, roaring to death from the deepest part of their chests. The jagged swords pierced the enemy's body, and hot blood spurted out all over their heads and faces. Ugh. With saliva that smelled of blood, he pounced on the next target.

This is the real battlefield.

Life is as cheap as a candle, extinguished in an instant.

A line of blood-stained words slowly emerged.

"The game is loading, please wait..."

Lu Mingfei seemed to remember something and muttered the phrase "Drogunir".

"correct!"

It dawned on him.

"Isn't this the Ring of Odin!"

The little devil looked very surprised.

"Oh, brother, you have actually heard of it!"

"Please, Cassel is the Dragon Slayer Academy after all!"

"Although I haven't taken a few classes, I still know the significance of Nordic mythology to the dragon clan. At least three courses in the course selection list are centered around Nordic mythology. Every day in the forum, people discuss the relationship between the Nordic gods and the dragon clan. Others insist that the main gods such as Odin Thor are dragon kings.”

Indeed, it is impossible for anyone who has stepped through the gates of Kassel not to have heard of Nordic mythology. Even many buildings in this school are named after allusions from Nordic mythology. Even the word Nibelungen comes from An epic story about Norse mythology.

Let’s put it this way, for any scholar who is determined to study the genealogy and history of the dragon family, everything about Nordic mythology is an inescapable reference. For ordinary people, these are just myths and unfounded fantasies of the ancients, but it is different for hybrids. , in the eyes of mixed-race scholars, Nordic mythology is an ancient book that metaphorically reflects the history of the dragon race, and reciting everything above is a required course for them.

Although Lu Mingfei has not attended a few classes, just visiting the forum is enough for him to understand the information of Norse mythology. Every day, people argue in the post about how strong Odin's Kungunir is. It is destined to be destined in the mythical narrative. A gun also has the property of instant death. Such a weapon seems to be too powerful. Is it really possible to exist? Not only the students in Kassel, but also academic professors with many years of research experience also have certain doubts.

However, Lu Mingfei didn't care about Kungunir. That legendary weapon was too far away. He cared more about the prize that the little devil said, Drokunir, than the sure-shot gun that he didn't know existed.

Also called, Odin's Ring.

There are not many Odin's equipments in mythological narratives, and Drogunir is one of them. Unlike the famous sure-shot gun, there are very few descriptions of Odin's Ring. Later generations cannot speculate on its specific power. They only know that This information will give birth to eight identical rings every nine days.

What does the little devil's prize have to do with the mythical Odin's Ring?

The game is loaded.

The phone screen went black.

Lu Mingfei's eyesight also went dark.

It was as if something was attracting him, pulling him down into the abyss.

Lu Mingfei resisted subconsciously.

But even with his inhuman cultivation, he couldn't resist this suction.

When he was about to fall, a great consciousness came. In his body, Lu Mingfei heard the bell from the end of the world. He saw the young man leaving golden tears, or maybe blood. The young man was so Loneliness makes people breathless.

Lu Mingfei almost instinctively wanted to see the boy's face clearly.

So he saw it.

It was a bronze mask.

With his broken armor and cold temperament, he stood there like death. He was the king of death, the king of black, the king of the abyss, and the king of all crime and punishment.

He is Yama.

But weren’t you still a teenager just now?

Lu Mingfei was sure that he had read it correctly.

What went wrong!

It hurts so much that it will burst open, and a tree will grow out of the wound.

elder brother.

Who is calling me!

"elder brother."

The little devil's voice.

It turns out...it's you.

Light shines into the dark abyss.

He held out his hand to him.

The two brothers hugged each other tightly.

The little devil said softly in his ear.

"It's okay, brother."

"Do you want to go to hell?"

He laughed.

"I'll accompany you."

The two men began to fall, fall.

Endless fall.

Lu Mingfei was no longer flustered or hesitant.

He heard the little devil, heard his brother singing.

That was a song that Lu Mingfei had never heard before.

But why is it so familiar?

It seemed like he had heard it millions of years ago, but he had forgotten it.

Finally, they hit the bottom.

My feet hit the ground.

The five senses return one by one.

He saw dark clouds deep in the sky.

Cold winds came from all directions.

The yellow and cracked earth.

This is a lifeless world.

Lu Mingfei turned around and finally looked at the castle ahead.

A sickle-like red moon hangs on the top of the tower, which is a Gothic building. The dying crow flies feebly and makes an unpleasant cry.

Vines climbed up the outer wall of the castle, thorns grew on both sides of the road, and decaying tombstones were vaguely visible, as well as palms with white bones exposed outside the tombs.

"This is... Drogunir?"

"Um."

The little devil stepped forward, stopped after a few steps, turned around, and saluted Lu Mingfei gracefully.

"Welcome to the world of virtual games."

"You mean... virtual games?"

Lu Mingfei grabbed a handful of soil, and dry yellow sand flowed out from between his fingers. He smelled the fishy smell of the soil, which was exactly the same as the real thing.

The little devil looked at him with a smile and suddenly asked softly.

"Brother, do you still remember the night we first met?"

"Of course, you told me the history of the Dragon Clan, how could I forget it."

"You haven't forgotten it, not necessarily."

The little devil smiles meaningfully.

"My brother, you said that my abilities are very suitable for virtual games."

"Do you remember?"

This time Lu Mingfei really thought about it for a long time.

"Oh, that's that!"

"You tell me the history of the Dragon Clan, and with your ability, we walked in the sky. That was that time, yes, yes, yes, I did say something similar."

Lu Mingfei looked around with emotion as he recalled it.

"Let me just say, your ability is definitely suitable for making virtual reality games."

"However, in fact, I just said it casually at that time. You also know that I am a person who occasionally says some nonsense. Just listen to it. There is no need to worry about it."

"No."

The little devil is surprisingly serious. .

"It doesn't matter if it's nonsense or not, as long as it's what my brother said."

"I will remember it well."

"That's the first wish you made, brother."

"Want a virtual reality game."

He opened his arms and smiled reservedly.

"This is it!"

Lu Mingfei looked at him blankly.

After a while, a bright smile appeared.

"You guy."

He ran over, grabbed the little devil, and rubbed his hair hard.

Maybe I can't find the right words to describe my current mood.

Lu Mingfei just repeated "you guy" and "you guy" over and over again.

As expected, he is not the kind of person who is very literary. It is more pleasant to call himself a warrior. In fact, he can also be called "reckless man" or "martial man".

It doesn't matter, anyway, just leave the brain work to the little devil. He just needs to practice and become stronger, stronger than anyone else.

As long as he is the strongest one, all conspiracies and calculations are free to him.

"So, this is actually a game."

"Um."

At this time, Lu Mingfei and the little devil were walking on the road to the castle.

"As the first game, now, brother, you can understand it as a beginner's tutorial."

"This is just my brother, your game guide elf."

"Then the setting of this guiding spirit is really bad."

"I heard it all."

"Hahaha Elf Elf, where is the game panel?"

"snort."

The little devil kicked Lu Mingfei, but Lu Mingfei pretended not to dodge.

"Come on, come on, tell me where the control panel is?"

"Or called menu, character panel, or something similar, you know."

"Here we are calling the menu. Brother, if you slide directly from top to bottom like this, just slide in the air, you can call out the menu."

"Oh, let me try."

"Really!"

Looking at Lu Mingfei who was studying the menu, the little devil suddenly asked.

"By the way, brother, do you want to form a team?"

"You and another player."

PS:

McDull's place is lonely in Chapter 63 of this book.

The place for virtual games is in Chapter 18 of this book, Hybrids and Dragons.

I had this day in mind when I was writing those plots a few months ago.

It may be difficult for students who have been pursuing it to remember it.

It was a long time ago.

If you read it through, you may still have an impression.