Dragon Clan: My identity seems to be wrong.

Restraining his inner throbbing, Lu Mingfei continued to read on, only to find that the following contents had basically nothing to do with him.

Below is a strange piece of text, which seems to be a eulogy to a king, or like a king announcing his own achievements. Lu Mingfei always has a strange feeling when reading this text, as if writing exists for himself.

"You came from ancient times, bringing destruction and rebirth..."

Lu Mingfei stared at the strange words in a daze and began to recite them subconsciously in a soft voice. However, he did not realize that the moment he recited the words, the world had undergone tremendous changes.

Golden eyes as dazzling as little suns illuminated the entire room. An abyssal and hellish pressure slowly spread from Lu Mingfei's body. Lu Mingfei's heart began to beat rapidly. Blood as hot as magma flowed rapidly in his body. A layer of shining scales like obsidian slowly emerged from under his skin. As he chanted, a sacred and majestic bell suddenly rang out in the sky and spread throughout North America along with his majesty, and it was even constantly spreading outward. The sky above Kassel was covered with dark clouds, and the people oppressed by the magnificent power of heaven were unable to breathe.

Lu Mingfei seemed to be unaware of all that was happening. He kept chanting, but the sound he made was no longer in any language known to mankind. It was like a high-pitched aria, with an irresistible majesty that made people who heard it involuntarily feel submissive.

The entire Kassel fell into silence. Everyone was forced to kneel on the ground by the oppression of this powerful force, unable to raise their heads, and their minds were blank.

"How is this going!"

Caesar knelt on the ground, his body trembling constantly, his golden eyes burning uncontrollably. He tried his best to resist the horrible pressure and stand up. His pride did not allow him to kneel down to others, but it was of no use. His body was like a stiff puppet, not listening at all.

"I don't know, maybe it's Lu Mingfei's spirit."

Chu Zihang also knelt on the ground with his body trembling, but unlike Caesar, he only knelt on one knee. His equally bright golden eyes stared at the figure who was clearly sitting on a chair but made people feel like he was sitting on a gorgeous throne. There was an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

"Isn't his word spirit the Dark Illumination? How did it become such a terrifying pressure?"

Caesar looked at the figure with his back to them in shock. The slightly thin figure continued to grow larger in his eyes, causing him to lower his head involuntarily. Caesar lowered his head with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, but he had no choice. He obviously wanted to resist, but his body couldn't move at all even after trying his best. The feeling of dying before achieving any success made him feel very humiliated.

But Ling and Jude Mai didn't have so many thoughts. At this moment, they both knelt on the ground respectfully, looking at the figure with eyes full of respect and admiration.

Chen Motong, who was closest to Lu Mingfei, was the least affected. She merely felt some pressure, but was not directly crushed to the point where she couldn't even stand up like Caesar, Chu Zihang and the others.

"Perhaps this is the benefit of having a low bloodline level."

Chen Motong laughed at himself, but his eyes were full of surprise when he looked at Lu Mingfei. Looking at that sacred and handsome face, he licked his lips involuntarily, as if he had thought of something. Two suspicious blushes appeared on his face, which made Ling and Jiude Mai, who had been observing this side, feel alarmed.

"Hey? What happened? Why are you all lying on the ground?!"

Lu Mingfei stopped chanting, and the pressure emanating from his body disappeared instantly. Behind him, there was a crackling sound. Lu Mingfei turned his head quickly and saw the messy lounge and people lying on the ground.

Time moves forward two minutes.

The school playground, which was already in tatters, was now in an even more dilapidated state, with holes of all sizes scattered throughout, as if it had been hit by a meteorite. Steaming magma still remained in many of the holes. The temperature on the entire playground was close to 50 degrees, and ordinary people would be burned if they took a breath.

"Huh, huh..."

Ange's breathing was a little rapid. There were several wounds on his body from the long sword. The heaviest one even directly pierced his abdomen. Perhaps if it was deeper, his internal organs would have spilled out. However, he didn't care. His muscles were tightly tensed to prevent the blood from flowing out. He breathed deeply, not paying any attention to the scorching temperature in the air.

In just a few minutes, most of his physical strength had been consumed. Looking at Norton opposite him, whose body was covered with dense and tiny scars but still breathing steadily, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. He originally thought that after so many years of hard training, he would be able to reach the strength comparable to the Dragon King, but he didn't expect that just a newly awakened Norton would put him in a tough fight and even make him helpless.

If other Dragon Kings knew about this, they would definitely feel aggrieved. You know, Norton is a fighting maniac among the Dragon Kings. His strength is also outstanding among all the Dragon Kings. Being able to fight with Norton, even Norton who just woke up, is enough to be proud of. If they face the shame of the Dragon King, won’t they be beaten to tears with one punch?

"Do we really have to use that trick?"

Angé murmured to himself, his eyes showing rare hesitation. Although that move could greatly enhance his strength, even comparable to the Dragon King, the side effects were indeed too great. Chu Zihang's golden eyes that could not extinguish on their own were the best example.

"Forget it, maybe the only way to defeat monsters is to become a monster."

The hesitation in Ange's eyes faded away, and turned into a more fanatical fighting spirit. He lived his life to slay dragons. What's so scary about just turning into a monster? At most, those beautiful ladies will no longer pay attention to him. What's the big deal!

The golden pupils in Ange's eyes gradually dimmed, but his aura increased instead of decreasing, and even showed a tendency to compete with the pressure from Old Tang.

"Are you ready to fight to the death?"

Old Tang looked at Angé calmly and did not take the opportunity to attack, because he knew he could not hit him even if he attacked. At the same time, he was secretly alert. The human opposite was too evil, like a beast born for killing, with an iron will, perfect skills, and indomitable courage. Everything was so perfect. If he had to say a shortcoming, it was probably that the human physique dragged him down. He could be easily defeated just by consuming physical strength. Coincidentally, the physiques of all dragon kings were beyond the reach of humans. Even the physical fitness of the Shame of Dragon King was several times that of humans. Although he had just awakened, his physical strength and recovery ability were not comparable to Angé. This was the gap between higher and lower organisms.

Just as Ange was about to explode, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and lightning struck one after another, interrupting Ange's accumulation of strength and forcing Old Tang, who was floating in the sky, down.

At the same time, a huge pressure accompanied by the majestic bell sound fell instantly, causing the unprepared Angers and Old Tang to stagger at the same time. The two men, who were not far apart, knelt head to head in an instant.

"What happened?"

Angé resisted the urge to surrender, raised his head and looked at Old Tang opposite him, hoping to get an answer from him, but he saw the desperate expression on Old Tang's face, which was full of fear and disbelief.

“He is back. He is really back.”

Old Tang muttered to himself, his wings drooped down, his eyes lost their luster, as if he had lost all hope of living.

"elder brother."

A voice full of fear came from not far away from Old Tang. The thin young man had a painful look on his face. He knelt on his knees and moved towards Old Tang little by little. His legs rubbed two deep marks on the ground, but he still came to Old Tang firmly.

"It looks like we're going to die here."

Old Tang finally put down the disguise on his face, looked at the boy beside him tenderly, and reached out his hand to gently stroke his head.

"Brother, is He back?"

The boy's head shrank slightly, then he felt the gentle touch on his head and narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a look of enjoyment, like a kitten.

"Well, he finally came back and was reborn from hell, and we, the betrayers, will eventually die under his judgment."

There was some loss in Old Tang's eyes, but more of relief. Thousands of years of fear had made him feel tired, and now he finally got a definite result. He felt that the heavy mountain on his shoulders had finally been lifted, and even his tense face had a hint of a smile.

Constantine was stunned for a moment when he saw the sunny smile on his brother's face. When did the smile on his brother's face disappear? Probably when humans inserted the dragon-slaying sword into the figure on the throne, and that dragon-slaying sword was made by his brother.

From that day on, the elder brother seemed like a different person. He fought madly, improved his fighting skills, and even transformed into a human, integrated into human society, and learned human fighting skills, all for the purpose of protecting his weak younger brother when he returned one day. Now, seeing his brother's long-lost smile again, Constantine couldn't help but burst into tears, and he lay on Old Tang and burst into tears.

"Don't cry, be strong. Even in the face of death, we must not weaken the reputation of our King of Bronze and Fire."

When talking about this title, Old Tang couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that this title was bestowed by that person. From the moment they chose to betray, this name became a stain that was destined to follow him for the rest of his life.