Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 410 Moving Forward!

Two armored hovercrafts carrying two equally armored giants raced across the silent, boundless ice plains. The biting cold and treacherous terrain did nothing to slow their progress.

The helmet visor's HUD clearly displayed various map data, but did not indicate the route; everything depended on Lu Mingfei's "feeling" to lead the way.

"Switch to autopilot mode. Fingel, be aware of your surroundings, I'm preparing to begin the fourth 'Resonance'."

The hoverbike's speed began to decrease steadily, and Lu Mingfei's voice was transmitted through the communication channel to Fingel, who was following and driving ten meters behind.

"clear."

Fingel responded calmly from the other end of the channel; the playful tone he used to share with Old Tang had vanished without a trace.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. His consciousness sank as if a broken thread had been cut, as if he were immersing himself in a cold ocean.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in another world; the sky was dotted with stars, and the wilderness beneath his feet was vast and boundless.

At the edge of Lu Mingfei's vision, an enormous golden tree seemed to pierce the sky, with thousands of branches and countless stars converging into a dense canopy. Sacred golden light cascaded down from the branches and leaves, casting an eternal twilight over this dark wasteland.

His consciousness descended upon the ultimate place—the special space where the World Tree resided.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Mingfei began to recite the profound dragon script with increasing fluency, the ancient and resonant syllables echoing in the space.

At the same time, by using the golden light band that extended from the giant tree and connected to itself, it "transmitted" some kind of power to the being sleeping deep within the World Tree.

Word of Power: Emperor!

The Word of Power that once belonged exclusively to the Black King Nidhogg, now suppressed by the supreme bloodline of the dragon race, compels all his offspring and descendants to submit and kneel before this king's majesty!
As expected, the will that had been dormant deep within the World Tree was once again awakened by this incantation power that defied all reason.

Its rage seemed to intensify, and even the towering golden tree trembled as if stars were falling from its crown.

The frantic heartbeat was like a heavy hammer, pounding against the world again and again, trying to drive out all intruders.

Even the Dragon King, who had achieved the unity of power and strength, had to immediately withdraw from this world under the wrath of this will; otherwise, his spirit and will would be severely damaged, thus affecting the state of the real world.
If it were a typical pure-blooded dragon, its will would likely collapse on the spot, directly leading to brain death of the external body.

But Lu Mingfei... his identity is very mysterious.

Lu Mingze is a fusion born from the Black King stripping away his dual authority as "Holy Son" and "Holy Spirit" in order to maximize his power; while Lu Mingfei is a clone of Lu Mingze.
Because he was endowed with the power of a "holy son" by Lu Mingze at birth, he was able to condense the consciousness and soul of "Lu Mingfei".

In other words, he shares the same origin as the Black King; he himself is a part of the Black King!

Therefore, although the rage of the supreme will bombarded Lu Mingfei's mind like a heavy hammer, it failed to forcibly expel him from this world. Instead, it brought him into a strange state of "resonance".

It was as if something that had been dormant had been awakened.

It quietly flowed into his body along the "link" that transmits power and knowledge from the World Tree, and then seeped into the depths of his brain along his blood vessels.

That almost ethereal sense of direction became clear and real again, like an invisible lighthouse, beckoning Lu Mingfei to continue following its guidance to the "final place" to complete that supreme task—

Unity.

Lu Mingfei's will was withdrawn from that space and returned to reality.

He groaned, forcefully suppressing the intense pain and dizziness caused by the mental trauma.

"Route reconfirmed. Speed ​​up."

Lu Mingfei twisted the throttle, and the anti-gravity engine roared, immediately propelling the hoverbike back to its original speed.

……

"Currently, the Legion's eight flight squadrons have patrolled the Arctic three times without discovering anything unusual. Your Highness, based on your knowledge and understanding, do you believe the hatchery could be hidden in Nibelungen?"

Very few people were qualified to participate in the "inner ring" meeting for this operation against the Black King. Apart from Lu Mingfei, Lao Tang, and Finger, there were only two Dragon Kings who were loyal to the Legion.

"The possibility of Nibelungen is extremely slim. Incubating the body of that supreme being would require a massive amount of genetic material as nutrients, and the space and food chain of Nibelungen are insufficient to support such a scale of consumption."

Standing beside Lu Mingfei, he spoke, his clear and ethereal voice carrying an imperceptible hint of absolute obedience.

"More likely, there is a powerful elemental barrier isolating the incubation site from the outside world; if, as you said, no anomalies were detected, then the foundation stones for constructing the barrier are not the four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind..."

She paused slightly, then continued, "It is the 'law of time' itself."

"Therefore, if you want to enter the hatchery, you must have the right 'route' and the right 'key'."

"Hiss... A time barrier? I haven't researched this area yet," General Forging scratched his head, feeling quite troubled. "Does Sister Xia Mi have any insights on this?"

"The safest way is to find Pompeii and kill him before he enters the hatchery and triggers the 'backtracking' mechanism."

"As for the Black King..." Xia Mi shrugged, "We can only wait until He revives before taking him down. Anyway, with all of you big shots around, I can just coast along in the back."

"That's definitely a safe bet! By then, I refuse to believe that the entire Astartes Legion can't handle it!" Old Tang excitedly gave a thumbs up. "As expected of Xia Mi, you really have a brain!"

"I feel like there's something hidden in your words..."

A vein bulged on Xia Mi's forehead, revealing two small, gleaming tiger teeth. She gritted her teeth and said, "Are you implying something to me again?"

“I already have an idea about the route,” Lu Mingfei said, interrupting the impending argument between the two. His gaze swept over everyone present. “As for the ‘key’… although it’s a secret to most others, everyone here should know my true ‘essence’.”

“I will do my best to resolve the issues of Pompeii and the Black King together,” he said firmly, as if proclaiming a judgment. “This is the end of it all, and there will be no new timelines.”

The White King lowered his head slightly, his posture one of absolute submission and unwavering faith; Xia Mi also concealed all expression, a hint of indescribable tremor flashing deep in his pupils.

"Good, good, good!" General Forging excitedly waved his fist. "I'll make the arrangements right away, Commander! Our nearly three thousand brothers can just push in and definitely beat Pompeii and the Black King to a pulp!"

“No,” Lu Mingfei stopped Lao Tang, “I’ll go alone.”

"Commander, you can't be a hero now!" Old Tang exclaimed anxiously. "How can the leader go to war while the subordinates just sit at home waiting?"

"Don't forget the 'mechanism' of that convergence device, General."

"Once any variable affects the point of 'interfering with the Black King's resurgence,' the convergence device will be activated."

"The variables and impact of the entire legion's attack are too great. It is even very possible that the condenser will be activated to reset the timeline as soon as we leave the City of Miracles and enter the Arctic... I cannot take that risk."

Lu Mingfei calmly reminded him.

"Well... at the very least, we should bring a few brothers with us!"

“I will go.” Fingel, who had been silent all along, finally spoke. He knelt on one knee and bowed to Lu Mingfei. “Please allow me to go to the Arctic with you, Lord of the Legion.”

“It’s not just me, but also Principal Angers, Eva, Professor Schneider… They all have a blood debt to settle with Pompeii, the mastermind behind it all.”

Whether it was secretly orchestrating events to send the sealed Dragon King to Kassel Manor, triggering the "Summer Mourning," or forging the "Ice Sea Copper Pillar" fragment to lure the academy into sending troops to the Greenland Sea, resulting in the near annihilation of the action team—

Behind the scenes, Pompeii, the dragon king, was responsible for everything.

“This isn’t a casual revenge mission, brother.” Lu Mingfei neither immediately agreed nor refused, but simply watched him quietly.

“I understand,” Fingel’s voice was as steady as iron. “I am not blinded or blinded by hatred. What I hope for is that if someone needs to stand in Pompeii’s way to clear a path for you, that person will be me.”

“Very good. There might indeed be a situation where we are stretched thin,” Lu Mingfei nodded. “General Forging, I hope you can prepare the strongest equipment for the Finger brothers. We are pressed for time.”

"Understood!" Old Tang patted his chest. "The Fingel brothers' gear pack is absolutely the best, most powerful, and most suitable configuration for me!"

"Thank you, Commander." Fingel seemed relieved.

“I may also go with you, Your Highness.”

The White King, who was standing to the side, spoke softly, his silver eyes lowered: "Although I have lost some of my power, I can still release 'Primordial Manifestation' when necessary."

“No need,” Lu Mingfei shook his head gently. “This is not because I don’t trust you. If you go, your very presence may alert the ‘Convergence Device’.”

"Yes, Your Highness." The White King obediently took half a step back.

"Don't call me Your Highness..." Lu Mingfei sighed helplessly. "Everyone, please leave now. Please allow me a little time to think things through quietly."

……

The conference room fell silent, with only Lu Mingfei sitting there.

A moment later, another beam of light quietly appeared and shone precisely on the empty seat opposite him.

Before anyone knew it, Lu Mingze, dressed in an exquisite suit, was already sitting there, his hands supporting his chin, a playful smile on his face.

"I thought you had completely 'retired' and stopped caring about anything," Lu Mingfei sneered.

“Look at what you’re saying, brother,” Lu Mingze said with a resentful expression. “The authority of the ‘Holy Spirit’ is right here. How can I stand aside?”

"Besides, we've come this far, what if... then I'll be back in the mercury pool and roasted like a duck?"

“Since you’ve come out, you should know I have something to ask you.” Lu Mingfei didn’t waste any more words with Lu Mingze. “If the timeline is reset… are there any means or methods to bring certain ‘things’ to that new timeline?”

"Brother, are you really that pessimistic?" Lu Mingze raised an eyebrow.

"There is never a war or plan that is guaranteed to be won. To blindly believe that victory is certain is arrogance."

"In the end... we still have to leave a spark." Lu Mingfei said calmly.

"Methods... That old schemer Pompeii must have one. But how much information can it hold? I don't know... It must be limited, otherwise he would have been sitting on the throne of the Black King long ago."

Lu Mingze lightly tapped his temple with his fingertip, pondering for a moment, "In the short term... the only method I can think of is to carve the words on the ultimate place where the World Tree is located. Only that space transcends time and is a true place of eternity."

“Okay.” Lu Mingfei nodded slightly.

"So, what does brother want to leave behind?" Lu Mingze leaned forward curiously. "The complete Astartes modification surgery? Or your century-long bloody conquest? Or simply rewrite the script of our world and spoil it for the next timeline?"

"I don't think I can write that much. Also, there's a possibility that Pompeii might see it too."

"A few words for myself." Lu Mingfei's gaze deepened, as if piercing through the void and time, landing on some non-existent other side.

"Leave this for Lu Mingfei, whose memories of a hundred years were erased by the reboot, and tell him..."

"Weakness is not your permanent destiny, nor is it a prison you are born into."

"Strength is not a gift from others, but an indomitable will that allows you to take a step forward even in the face of fear and collapse."

"This is your war, there's no point in running away—all you can do is keep moving forward, ever forward."

(End of this chapter)