Dragon Clan: My identity seems to be wrong.

"I know my limits. If there is any danger later, I will go into the air-raid shelter. I care about my life."

Lu Mingfei stared at the battle that was about to begin in front of him and said without turning his head.

"Brother, I know you feel guilty about what happened to Old Tang, but he is one of the Bronze and Fire Kings. Even if he doesn't awaken in this incident, he will awaken one day in the future. It has nothing to do with you."

With a bitter look on his face, Finkel continued to persuade him earnestly, saying that if Lu Mingfei didn't go into the air-raid shelter, he would definitely not be able to go in. Although Professor Guderian looked like a good guy, he really did what he said.

"Brother, please stop trying to persuade me. I'm just worried that the principal is in danger. Although my power is still very weak, what if there is anything I can do to help him?"

Lu Mingfei turned his head and smiled at Finkel, but his smile was full of bitterness.

"Get out of the way!"

Before Finkel could persuade him again, Chen Motong had already thrown Lu Mingfei behind the wall. Lu Mingfei felt the ground shaking and the entire Valhalla was shaken at this moment. Dust and dirt were falling. At the same time, he felt the temperature around him rising. He quickly turned around and protected Chen Motong under him to prevent her from being hit by falling objects.

A full half minute passed before the shaking feeling disappeared. Lu Mingfei, covered in dust, raised his head and looked at the ruined Valhalla. He couldn't help but sigh at its good construction quality, as it had not collapsed after such a huge explosion.

"Pfft, pfft, what happened? Did the volcano erupt?"

Finkel spat out the dust in his mouth, wiped the dust off his face twice, sniffed the strong smell of sulfur in the air, and asked in panic.

"It should be Jun Yan. However, they are both Dragon Kings, so why is the power released by this Dragon King so much greater than that of that Dragon King?"

Jiude Mai's figure also appeared from the corner, but her body was also in a mess, but her face was clean. It seems that women's love of beauty is not limited to any occasion.

"Is this the true strength of the Dragon King?"

Caesar looked out through the shattered windows caused by the explosion. Everything within his sight had turned to scorched earth, and several buildings were burning fiercely. If Valhalla had not been relatively empty and there was nothing burnt inside, they would have been roasted to death.

"I don't know what happened to the principal. He didn't collapse directly after such a huge explosion."

Looking at the doomsday-like scene outside, Finkel couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Can you please shut up and say something nice? If the principal dies, none of us will survive."

Chen Motong, who had just climbed up from Lu Mingfei's arms, looked at the dejected Feng Ge and said unhappily.

"What should we do now?"

Jiude Mai's gaze fell on Lu Mingfei, her beautiful big eyes twinkling with a little light and an expression of expectation.

"No, why are you looking at me? What can I do?"

Lu Mingfei watched as everyone's eyes followed Jiude Mai and fell on him. He spread his hands helplessly, indicating that there was nothing he could do.

"Junior brother, can your Dark Light escape the Dragon King's perception?"

Finkel seemed to have suddenly thought of something and looked at Lu Mingfei expectantly.

"How would I know? But it shouldn't be possible. He's the Dragon King. Besides, the little Dragon King must have discovered us just now, but he didn't chase us."

Lu Mingfei waved his hands with a look of resistance. Just now, the little dragon king did not attack because of Old Tang. Now that Old Tang has surrendered to the enemy, he does not want to risk the lives of so many people and bet on the effect of a word that he himself thinks is impossible.

"My Word Spirit is also Dark Illumination. Dark Illumination cannot avoid the Dragon King's detection, and it can't even hide from the first generation."

Jiude Mai who was standing by also started to explain.

After hearing Jiude Mai's explanation, everyone felt a little discouraged. They finally came up with a solution, but it turned out to be completely useless. What should they do now?

"How about we take a look at what's going on outside first?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the people and made suggestions.

"Okay, observe the situation first. If you get a chance later, run first and I'll cover you. As the president of the student union, I will definitely do my best to protect your safety."

Caesar looked at everyone, his handsome face full of determination.

"Boss, you are really great!"

Finkel rushed directly in front of Caesar, bowed 90 degrees, and looked at his face as if he would remember him. This made Caesar's eyes twitch and he wanted to slap him.

Lu Mingfei ignored the funny Finkel and walked to the window. He raised his head quietly and looked outside.

At this time, a huge hole appeared on the college square, as if it had been bombed by a cannonball, and wisps of green smoke were emitting.

However, in the center of the pit, there was a strange bulge, which was intact without any signs of burning. Old Tang stood there quietly, and the thin young man behind him was looking at him with admiration, his eyes full of longing.

Old Tang's expression remained unchanged as usual. He looked towards the ground not far away, where there was a figure standing with a folding knife in his hand. However, the figure was not in a very good condition at this moment.

Principal Ange was completely black at this time, even his neatly combed silver hair was emitting wisps of green smoke. As for his clothes, they were burned into charcoal and stuck to his body in pieces. Fortunately, the material of the clothes on his lower body was relatively special, so he was spared from the disaster and did not end up running naked.

Ange opened his mouth and exhaled a wisp of black smoke, then casually threw off his shirt, revealing his muscular body covered with scars. The rose that was burned black and placed in his shirt pocket also fell to the ground and turned into dust after being blown away by the wind.

"Ahem, I was careless. I didn't expect that you would have such powerful strength just after waking up. I am really enviable!"

Principal Angers gently stroked the folding knife in his hand, which was still emitting extremely high temperature. Although the gorgeous patterns on it had been covered by the dark color, Angers' eyes were still full of tenderness.

"A newly awakened Dragon King is still a Dragon King. Although his strength is less than one-tenth of my peak strength, it is enough to kill you, human. You are very strong and even make me feel some pressure. But you will eventually die in my hands and become one of the thousands of dead souls under my command."

Old Tang's voice was cold but with pride, but there was also a hint of solemnity in his eyes. He was right, because he had just awakened, his strength had not yet fully recovered. He could also feel that the human had not been able to exert his full strength in such a hurry. His pride did not allow him to lie, and he disdained to do so.

"Shouldn't I be proud that I can put pressure on the great King of Bronze and Fire, His Majesty Norton?"

A smile appeared on Ange's face covered in black and gray, revealing eight neat teeth, but two of them were missing, which were knocked out due to his untimely defense. This made his smile look a little weird, but he didn't care at all. His fighting spirit remained unabated, and the golden pupils in his eyes burned even more vigorously.

"Don't mention that title anymore. We are just a bunch of poor creatures waiting for judgment. How can we, who can only survive, be worthy of the title of king?"

Once again hearing Ange call himself the King of Bronze and Fire, a trace of nostalgia flashed across Old Tang's eyes, and then dimmed again, as if he remembered some unbearable past.

"The end of human history. The Black King Nidhogg will surely return. He is despair and hell. He will cover the sky with his wings full of human bones. He is the scissors of Skordi. On the day of his revenge on the world, even if Odin walks out of the palace with his invincible spear, he will only embark on a road of no return. Is this the truth of Ragnarok? Revenge on you, the betrayers?"

Ange uttered the truth about Ragnarok that they had investigated in a gorgeous aria, and it was unclear whether it was pity or sadness that flashed in his eyes. Humans were merely victims of the Black King's revenge, or even an unprovoked disaster.

"Oh, you traitors? I thought you knew a lot, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant. I don't know whether your ancestors deliberately concealed the truth or history was distorted, which made you have such ridiculous ideas!"

Hearing Ange's words, Old Tang's expression changed for the first time. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face. The power on his body increased steadily with his words. It was obvious that he was angered by Ange's words.

"Forget it. I don't want to waste my words with you ignorant people. Anyway, you won't see the meal that day."

Old Tang's face regained its composure, and he began to chant again, but this time the chanting was even louder. The air of the entire Kassel Academy was filled with red light, which was extremely gorgeous.

Ange took a deep breath, feeling the stinging pain from the burning hot air in his lungs. He clenched the folding knife in his hand, and golden flames surged in his eyes. The time around him began to slowly solidify. The scarlet light spots that flickered in the air stopped jumping. Even the figure of Old Tang who was releasing the Word Spirit began to slow down. However, because his own bloodline was too powerful, far surpassing Ange's, he was only affected and was not completely unable to move.