Dragon Clan: My identity seems to be wrong.

"Let me tell you, the best relief meals in the United States are in the alley behind the Ivy League. They are large in quantity, filling and nutritious."

Finkel shared his experience as a homeless person with Old Tang, with an expression that said, "If I don't like you, I will never tell you."

"Oh, then I'll have to try it next time. Thank you, you're such a nice person."

Old Tang thanked Finkel with a look of having learned something.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you two from talking about how to be a good homeless person, but the situation is so critical now, aren't you worried at all?"

Lu Mingfei couldn't stand it anymore, so he interrupted the two people who were also out of touch, and roared while pointing at the battlefield outside where thick smoke was billowing.

"What can we do? That dragon is of a bloodline no less than the second generation! Should we go over and give him a treat? Besides, we are safe here. That guy shouldn't be able to find us, right?"

As Finkel spoke, his voice weakened because he heard the explosion seemed to be getting closer and closer to them.

"You crow's mouth!"

Lu Mingfei was the first to react. He looked outside from the entrance of the alley, then quickly retracted his head. A ball of fire larger than a person flew past his hair and even singed a few strands of his hair. If it hadn't been for the fast speed, he might have been cooked by now.

"That guy is really coming towards us! Think about which direction to run!"

Lu Mingfei glanced at Old Tang. He felt that this guy was coming for Old Tang. It was like this when they were on the mountain, and after coming down, he still went straight to Old Tang. It was simply outrageous.

"Why don't we go to Valhalla? I heard Caesar is there."

Finkel quickly put forward a suggestion and received unanimous agreement from everyone. Of course, this was mainly because, except for him and Chen Motong, Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang didn't know the way very well.

"Then how are we supposed to get out? That guy seems to have locked onto us. We'll definitely be attacked as soon as we get out."

Now that the goal has been set, all that's left is a specific plan. Lu Mingfei is still frightened by the fire just now. If the fire hits his body and sprinkles some chili on it, he can eat it directly. He doesn't want to become a delicacy in the mouths of the dragons.

"Damn it, I was in such a hurry to go out that I only brought a pistol. If I had a more powerful weapon, I would definitely be able to beat that guy up."

Finkel scratched his messy hair and took out a brand new PPK pistol from his crotch. However, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but twitching his eyes when he saw the equipment department mark on it. He didn't forget the pistol that Masashi Toyama gave him when he just started school. It shot him directly and flew away. The power was not to be underestimated. It almost demolished an entire wall.

"Why do you carry a pistol with you?"

Lu Mingfei was too tired to complain about where Finkel had placed the gun. He just wanted to know what kind of person would carry a gun that could blow up a car on campus in the middle of the night.

"For self-defense. This is America, after all, you know."

Finkel said this as a matter of course, and gave everyone a look that showed they understood.

"Well, that makes sense!"

Old Tang nodded in agreement.

"Alas, destroy it, I am tired."

Lu Mingfei closed his eyes tiredly, as if waiting for the world to be destroyed.

"Oh, it would be great if we could become invisible. We could sneak out quietly."

Finkel's unintentional words made Lu Mingfei's eyes light up.

"Yes, wait a moment, I'll try it."

Amid the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Lu Mingfei slowly closed his eyes.

"Ming Zhao!"

Lu Mingfei slowly uttered two syllables, which were different from any language they knew, but they could clearly understand the meaning.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, the light within a three or four meter radius with Lu Mingfei's body as the center suddenly twisted, and then Lu Mingfei's figure disappeared out of thin air, leaving only wisps of almost invisible black smoke in its place, which was almost invisible in the dark night sky.

"How's it going? Can you see it?"

Lu Mingfei's voice came from the spot, waking up the two people except Chen Motong.

"Oh my God, Jesus, Jade Emperor, Tathagata Buddha, what kind of trick is this?"

Old Tang mumbled a string of names and looked in surprise at the seemingly empty space in front of him. He stretched out his hand to grab something, but he only felt the light change and his arm disappeared.

"This is a Word Spirit, the Word Spirit of the sky and wind, Mingzhao, Sequence 69. Although it is not ranked high, it is definitely a rare and practical ability. I didn't expect that your Word Spirit would be this."

Finkel was amazed. Although he didn't understand why Lu Mingfei's Word Spirit, whose bloodline rating was S, was so weak, it was great that he could rely on this Word Spirit to escape from danger.

"Alright, let's go. This is my first time releasing a Word Spirit and I don't know how long I can last. Let's get out of here as soon as possible."

Lu Mingfei's voice was heard, urging them to leave quickly.

"Okay, but I don't know if we can hide it from the monster. It would be bad if the monster locked onto us in some other way."

As soon as Old Tang finished speaking, he felt several murderous gazes falling on him. He realized that he had said the wrong thing, and an awkward smile appeared on his face. He took the lead and quickly walked into the coverage of the dark light. However, he had a hunch in his heart that the monster would never lock onto them with its eyes.

"Everyone is following closely."

Seeing that several people had entered the coverage area of ​​his spiritual words, Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and walked out of the alley.

After leaving the alley, the scorching fireball did not come. Lu Mingfei and his companions breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked towards Valhalla.

Behind them, the figure with flames burning all over his body stared at the somewhat wretched figure in the middle of the team, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"elder brother!"

Then, looking at the humans in front of him holding strange alchemical weapons, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes, and he chanted again, his aura becoming even more powerful.

"Report to the president, the first generation seems to be about to explode!"

Lancelot couldn't help but shrink his pupils as he looked at the figure emitting an even more terrifying aura. Just an ordinary Jun Yan had made them so miserable. Although no one died, they were all injured to some extent. If they faced a more powerful Yan Ling, they would probably suffer casualties.

"Evacuate, and leave the rest to me."

The cold voice coming from the intercom made Lancelot couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He put the intercom back to his chest without any hesitation.

"Retreat, everyone evacuate in an orderly manner, and move quickly!"

Without any hesitation, the students who were suppressing the fire immediately evacuated into the academy. In a short time, only the figure with flames burning on his body was left standing there.

"Huh? Did you run away? Never mind, brother, I'm coming to find you!"

The figure's voice was filled with excitement and joy, and he jumped and ran in the direction where Lu Mingfei and the others had left.