Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

Why does scar removal cream get so hot when it burns?! What kind of amazing people are in the Equipment Department?!

“Junior brother, I remember you said your words of power are of the ice and low temperature type, right?” Susie said. “Now it’s your turn to perform. Wait until the scar removal cream has burned down enough, then you do your best to cool down this door. If it goes well, it will break on its own. If it doesn’t go well, it will become brittle. We can find something to smash it with, and that should do the trick.”

“Okay.” Lu Mingfei nodded.

After returning from Tony's world, Lu Mingfei, having gained the special ability of cold energy, simply disguised it as his own Word of Power.

After all, normally a hybrid can only have one Word of Power, and as long as he doesn't copy other abilities and use them, his original Word of Power is almost undetectable when he only uses his analytical and learning abilities.

Therefore, he chose to hide his true Word of Power and disguise his newly acquired cold energy as a Word of Power.

Tell everyone else to step back. When the flames on the door were almost extinguished, before the temperature started to drop, Lu Mingfei raised his hand, and ice crystals in the air condensed and gathered, merging and multiplying, instantly transforming into a miniature glacier beside him.

As Lu Mingfei waved his hand forward, the miniature glacier surged toward the metal door, destroying it with overwhelming force, and the metal fragments were submerged in the glacier fragments.

“All done,” Lu Mingfei clapped his hands, turned to look at the people behind him, and said, “Let’s go.”

"Our infiltration here feels like a demolition operation." Old Tang had been given a lesson on the grand history of dragons by Lu Mingfei and the other two. Although he was shocked by the scene before him, he quickly recovered and even had the mood to complain.

Tulio stared blankly at the devastated area ravaged by the glacier, muttering to himself, "Are bounty hunters really this terrifying...?"

The old chieftain glared at Tulio—Fool! Can't you see it now? These people can't possibly be hunters!

The area behind the metal door also appeared to have been meticulously decorated, with even exquisite tiles lining the passageway. Although the tiles closer to the door had been crushed by the glacier summoned by Lu Mingfei, the tiles in the other areas still revealed their considerable value.

“Be careful, we could encounter a trap at any moment,” Susie said as they walked through the corridor. “I’ll go first; I studied trap detection…”

"What kind of school would teach this kind of major? A military academy?" Tulio couldn't help but complain.

"Someone's coming," Old Tang suddenly said. "I can hear footsteps."

After "awakening his bloodline," Old Tang not only greatly improved his physical fitness, but his five senses also became far more sensitive than before. He was actually the first to notice the footsteps.

The old patriarch immediately released the Kamaitachi—this was supposed to be a warning word that could be used as a radar, but unfortunately his bloodline was too low to sustain the power of this word for a long time, so he could only release it when needed.

"Be careful, there are six people!" the old clan chief warned.

"Quick, senior brother," Lu Mingfei said excitedly, "Set it on fire! They have nowhere to hide in this narrow passage. Blow them up!"

Susie was exasperated: "Don't act like a villain!"

As the footsteps became clearer, the figure of the person approaching came into view.

Five burly men of similar height and build, fully armed and carrying guns, and a slender blonde beauty.

Lu Mingfei didn't recognize the five burly men, but he was very familiar with the blonde beauty at the front.

Of course, there are people who know it better than him.

"Elena!" the old patriarch and Tulio cried out in alarm.

With a cold expression, Elena raised her hand, and five burly men raised their guns.

92. Chapter 91 The Price

In Portugal, at the Basilica of Our Lady of Angonia, in the passageway.

Elena waved her hand, and five burly men pointed their Scorpion submachine guns directly at Lu Mingfei and his two companions in the narrow, unobstructed passage.

“Elena,” Tulio’s expression changed slightly, “what are you going to do?”

"Put down your weapons, cover your heads and crouch down, I won't hurt you." Elena didn't look at the old chieftain or Tulio, her golden eyes fixed on Lu Mingfei and the other two.

Even in this narrow passage with nowhere to hide, she wasn't entirely confident in her firearms. Even though she had specifically chosen a submachine gun suitable for close-quarters combat, and most hybrids are made of flesh and blood and shouldn't be able to face bullets directly, she had never fought against a high-ranking hybrid before, so she couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive.

“Elena, calm down,” Lu Mingfei stepped forward and said in a soothing tone, “Our target is not you. We just want to know what’s here, whether the girls imprisoned by the Solomon Temple are in this place.”

“Yes,” Elena said, “but you will not see them again. You are members of the Secret Society, and I do not want to harm you unless necessary. I hope you can lay down your weapons and come with me, and wait for the Secret Society to take you back.”

"The Secret Party?" Tulio looked at Lu Mingfei and the others with a look of horror.

He didn't know much about the world of mixed races, but the Secret Party was the uncrowned king of the European mixed race world, so it was hard for him not to know about it.

The old patriarch remained calm—he had long suspected that Lu Mingfei and his companions actually came from a powerful force.

“Elena, put down the gun. You are Su Xiaoqiang’s cousin. I don’t want to hurt you,” Lu Mingfei said calmly. “Don’t do anything. It’s better for everyone.”

“I’m pointing a gun at you now! If you don’t cooperate, you could die at any moment!” Elena said coldly.

“No,” Lu Mingfei shook his head, “Right now you’re pointing a gun at your own head, and the trigger is in our hands. If we accidentally fire it, you’ll be eight-tenths cooked.”

He wasn't exaggerating. Elena and the other two were too close, already within the "Junyan's" killing range. If Chu Zihang wanted, a violent explosion would occur right in front of them in the next second. The shockwave would carry high temperatures, turning the guns in their hands into red-hot iron, and by then, they would have been reduced to charred remains.

"Remember, don't aim for vital organs..." Irene took a deep breath, "Fire!"

The expected gunshots did not ring out. The burly men holding the guns released their grip, clutching their wrists as the submachine guns fell from their hands. However, they did not fall directly to the ground; instead, they paused for a moment before hitting the ground, as if they had fallen into some kind of viscous or soft substance, before landing with a soft thud, thus preventing accidental discharge.

Elena paused for a moment, her gaze sweeping around before she realized that they had been surrounded by more than a dozen black swords. The swords were elegant willow-leaf shaped, thin and light, and their surfaces seemed to have been specially treated so that they reflected almost no light.

These black knives had been hidden in the corner of the passage, concealed by the dim light, like pythons lurking in the shadows. Only when Elena shouted to fire did they suddenly extend their fangs with lightning speed.

The next second, Elena felt a chill on her neck as a black knife was pressed against her throat.

Susie stood in the crowd, her eyes gleaming with fiery gold, her clothes adorned with wisps of electric light, and her long hair appearing slightly tousled from the ionization.

Even before Elena appeared with her men, she had already used the crowd as cover to quietly release the black knives she used as weapons, letting them move silently along the wall like shadows towards Elena and her group of six.

Lu Mingfei wasn't worried about Elena firing her gun, not only because they had already entered Senior Brother Chu's attack range and his own cold energy could build a bulletproof defense, but also because, thanks to his bloodline, he was able to sense that the black knives controlled by Susie had silently taken control of the situation.

“Now can we talk?” Lu Mingfei asked Elena.

Logically, the team leader should be Senior Brother Chu, but Senior Brother Chu is not very good at interpersonal communication and is not suitable for negotiation, so this job fell to Lu Mingfei.

Irene's lips twitched slightly.

A violent sound suddenly erupted, exploding like thunder in the passageway and echoing endlessly as it was reflected off the passageway walls. For a moment, it even seemed as if gravel had been shaken down.

When the sound is loud enough, it's not just a matter of being startled; it can even reach the point of physically attacking the target.

Even for an elite warrior like Susie, the sudden loud noise momentarily slowed her control over the Word of Power.

Elena and the five burly men seized the opportunity to grab the black knife from her throat and throw it far away, then bent down to pick up the gun on the ground.

With the bloodlines of Lu Mingfei and his companions, they recovered quickly after the initial surprise attack. Susie's eyes suddenly blazed with intense light. As several black knives flew towards the burly man who was picking up the gun, the guns on the ground seemed to be pushed by some invisible force, sliding towards Lu Mingfei.

“Word of Power: Kui, a Word of Power with a sequence of 31, can create a huge sound out of thin air within its domain. Its power is greatly amplified in a small space,” Susie explained to her teammates while staring at Elena. “It’s not a high sequence, but it’s a very useful Word of Power in battle.”

"Couldn't you have informed us beforehand?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but complain loudly to the old patriarch and Tulio.

The old patriarch and Tulio had relatively low bloodlines, so although they weren't seriously injured, their heads were still spinning. Fortunately, the old patriarch had a low bloodline and quickly canceled his Word of Power after releasing the Kamaitachi; otherwise, if they had been hit by that attack, their eardrums might have been ruptured.

“No, Elena’s Word of Power wasn’t like this before…” Tulio said in a daze.

Not this one? Can the power of words really change things?

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, then realized that although the power of words cannot be changed, it can theoretically evolve, and the lower the sequence of the power of words, the easier it is to evolve.

Ke Kui's sequence is only 31! How low must her original Word of Power have been?

Lu Mingfei subconsciously looked at Elena.

He was immediately stunned—the five burly men that Elena had brought drew their tactical short knives from their waists and were skillfully maneuvering around the black knives' attacks. Their movements were swift and agile, and each attack sent the black knives flying as they collided with the blades in mid-air.

"Is this a low-level hybrid?" Lu Mingfei was taken aback.

Although these burly men were still not as skilled as him, much less as skilled as Senior Brother Chu, their movements were swift and fierce, their blades whistling through the air, and their coordination seemed to be perfectly in sync. They didn't look like low-level hybrids at all.

"In terms of physical skills, he's almost a B-grade hybrid with expertise in combat," Chu Zihang observed for a moment and analyzed, "and their teamwork is excellent."

"Wait a minute, would the Solomon Temple really go to such lengths?" Lu Mingfei exclaimed in surprise. "They even use five B-grade hybrids to guard a dungeon!"

Furthermore, the fact that five B-grade hybrids obeyed Elena's every word is even more absurd. Does that mean she is an A-grade hybrid?

“It’s like a Word of Power,” Chu Zihang said. “Sequence 30, Wolf Pack. When released alone, it can moderately increase muscle strength and nerve reaction speed. Multiple hybrid species with this Word of Power can stack and share their domains. When in the domain of another’s Word of Power, one can share the domain enhancement of the other’s domain and generate a certain degree of empathy, making them more coordinated in battle, hence the name ‘Wolf Pack’.”

"Holy crap! With so many people, they'd be invincible!" Lu Mingfei exclaimed in surprise.

“The enhancement is limited by the physiological limit, and the effect will decrease if there are more than three, and will be severely reduced if there are more than five,” Chu Zihang said. “If five ‘wolf packs’ can have a physique equivalent to a B-grade hybrid, then their bloodline should be D-grade.”

As they spoke, five burly men broke through Susie's attack with her black blade and charged toward Chu Zihang and his two companions.

"Idiot! Come back!" Elena's expression changed.

"By the way, the wolf pack has a side effect: it causes the releaser's rationality to decline and their wildness to increase. The more these effects accumulate, the more severe the problem becomes." Chu Zihang said this and stepped forward, sword in hand.

Lu Mingfei silently counted three numbers.

After a series of dull thuds of scabbards colliding with flesh, five thuds of people falling to the ground rang out in succession.

The burly men who rushed over had already fallen to the ground.

Lu Mingfei looked at Elena: "Do you have any other skills? If so, hurry up and release them and surrender. We're in a hurry. Considering you're Su Xiaoqiang's cousin, I'll try to apply to the Secret Party to let you be a witness for the prosecution."

Elena was silent for a few seconds, then sighed softly: "So, the gap between low-level and high-level hybrids really is insurmountable?"

“Elena, give up,” the old patriarch stepped forward, his golden eyes dim and lifeless. “I was wrong. I was obsessed with the glory and power of my bloodline, and I used you and Tulio as tools to continue the family line…”

“Wrong?” Elena shook her head. “No, you were not wrong before, you are wrong now. The wealth and status accumulated by the family all come from the power and wisdom bestowed by bloodline. Without dragon blood, the family will soon perish… You taught me from a very young age that the family has given us a life of luxury and a prominent status far superior to ordinary people, and we should do our best to repay the family and maintain this glory.”

"Can you accept the Salvador family becoming worthless ordinary people after a few generations, with family members living mediocre, precarious lives?" Irene retorted, her eyes returning to their clear, beautiful blue. "Do you want to see children like Xiaoqiang and Amber marrying ordinary men, spending their days either as housewives around the stove or working subserviently at companies?"

Lu Mingfei thought to himself, "I'll sue you for defamation! What have we ordinary people done to offend you!"

“Bloodline is power, but also duty,” Elena said softly. “I’ve thought about it. I’m one of only two people in this generation of our family to have inherited dragon blood. Tulio and I have a duty to continue the family bloodline, to preserve the legacy of our ancestors for others, for Xiaoqiang, for Amber, for their descendants, and for our descendants. I’m willing to pay any price for this, even if it means doing what you did…”

“Elena!” Tulio interrupted her, hissing, “Stop talking…”

"Why can't we say? Is it because you feel ashamed?" Elena chuckled, looking at Lu Mingfei and the other three. Her gaze swept over their burning golden eyes, a hint of intoxication appearing in her sea-blue eyes. "So beautiful, golden eyes... Do you know what price the Salvador family paid for these eyes?"

"The price?" Lu Mingfei was stunned.

Isn't this all up to fate? You get lucky and you get it, you don't get it if you're unlucky, what price can you pay? Did you have a lot of children?

Before he could even voice his complaint, Irene spoke again, her voice light and ethereal, as if telling a fictional story: "I wonder if you've seen our files? My full name is Irene Salvador, Tulio's full name is Tulio Salvador, but Amber's full name is Amber Salvador Price."

Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow.

“Isn’t it strange? Portuguese surnames should include a mother’s surname and a father’s surname, with the mother’s surname first and the father’s surname last,” Irene said. “But why is Amber’s surname normal, while Tulio and I only have one surname?”

"Hmm... because your mothers are foreigners?" Lu Mingfei guessed.

“Ah…because our parents share the same surname,” Elena smiled.

Lu Mingfei was stunned.