Transmigrating into a dragon clan experimental subject, is that even possible?

"Everyone be careful, try not to get entangled with these puppets for too long." Chu Zihang gave the order, immediately drew his sword, and with a flash of light, swiftly slashed at one of the puppets.

Caesar picked up his gun and, with clean, precise movements, shot the puppet's weak points.

Tian remained at the rear of the group, gripping his twin pistols, "Wings of Death," his gaze fixed ahead. He didn't act rashly, knowing that these puppets weren't enough to force him to truly unleash his Words of Power.

Lu Mingfei tried his best to keep up with Chu Zihang and Caesar's pace. Although his movements were a bit chaotic, after several training sessions, he gradually adapted to fighting against the puppets.

However, just when they thought they could easily pass this training, the dragon aura in the air suddenly became even stronger.

"This aura is not right!" Chu Zihang suddenly stopped what he was doing and scanned his surroundings warily.

Caesar frowned slightly. "It seems that new elements have been added to this training."

“It’s the residual energy of the dragon race that’s strengthening them,” Tian said in a low voice, his gaze still cold and stern. “These puppets cannot strengthen themselves unless there is external interference.”

Just then, a puppet in the center of the arena suddenly let out a low roar, as if awakened by some force. Its size began to expand, and the runes on its body gradually dimmed, replaced by a dangerous red light.

"Damn it! It's the power of the dragons interfering with it!" Lu Mingfei exclaimed in shock.

"Concentrate your forces and finish it off quickly!" Chu Zihang swiftly gave the order, his sword flashing as he slashed at the rampaging puppet.

Caesar did not hesitate, firing several shots at the puppet's joints in an attempt to restrict its movement.

However, the puppet's power had completely spiraled out of control, and ordinary attacks were utterly ineffective in suppressing it. It let out an angry roar, swinging its massive fist straight towards the sky.

In that instant, that golden light flashed in Tian's eyes once again.

"Word of Power: The Butterfly of Instant Death," he said coldly.

The purplish-blue ghostly butterfly reappeared from the void, gracefully flying towards the rampaging puppet. Threads of death quickly appeared, wrapping around the puppet's body. With the butterfly's touch, the threads of death were instantly severed, the puppet let out a mournful cry, and collapsed to the ground, losing all its power.

A sense of tranquility returned to the air.

Lu Mingfei stood to the side, panting heavily, his eyes filled with shock. He had witnessed the power of the Heavenly Words many times, but each time he saw this ability with his own eyes, he felt a deep sense of fear.

“The Word of Power ‘Instant Death Butterfly’…” Chu Zihang murmured softly, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes. He knew clearly that the power of the heavens far exceeded that of ordinary Word of Power users, a power that filled him with both vigilance and awe.

Caesar stepped forward, smiling, and said, "It seems we have to thank God this time."

Tian didn't respond, but simply put away his dual pistols, his gaze remaining calm. He knew that the real danger wasn't these training puppets, but rather the approaching true power of the dragon race.

In the simulation training room, the dragon's aura gradually dissipated, and the fragments of the puppet lay quietly on the ground, emitting residual power fluctuations.

The four stood in the center of the training field, the atmosphere slightly heavy. Although this was just a training session, judging from the berserk puppet's performance, the threat of the dragon race had gradually infiltrated the academy's defenses. Although Tian's Word of Power prevented a more serious consequence, a sense of unease lingered in their hearts.

“This training is unusual.” Chu Zihang was the first to break the silence. His voice was low and calm, as if he was thinking about a deeper reason. “The power of the dragon race should not appear in training, especially such a strong aura.”

Caesar nodded slowly, his gaze sweeping over every corner of the training ground, a slight smile playing on his lips. "It seems there are some loopholes in the academy's seals or protection, otherwise the training facilities here wouldn't be experiencing this level of interference."

Lu Mingfei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, still feeling a bit uneasy. "Do you think... there might be dragons approaching outside the academy? Or perhaps, the aftermath of the Black King hasn't been completely eliminated?"

Tian didn't participate in their discussion. He simply put away his dual pistols silently, turned around, and prepared to leave the training ground. His steps remained calm and firm, as if everything that had just happened was merely a routine matter.

"Hey, don't you think something's off about this situation?" Chu Zihang's voice rang out behind him.

Tian stopped and turned to look at him, his eyes still holding that indifferent expression. "The power of the dragon race is reviving. Danger is everywhere, both in the academy and in the outside world."

Chu Zihang frowned. He knew that Tian's judgments were often accurate, but he still couldn't fully understand the boy's coldness and aloofness. "In that case, shouldn't we report this situation to the academy?"

Caesar chuckled, walked over to Chu Zihang, and patted him on the shoulder. "There's no need to be so nervous, Chu Zihang. This is just a training exercise. Although the situation is a bit unusual, the academy will have countermeasures. We just need to do our own thing."

Lu Mingfei quickly chimed in, "That's right, the academy is specifically for dealing with dragons. Our task as students isn't to solve every crisis."

Tian didn't say anything more and turned to continue walking towards the exit of the training room.

A few days later, daily life at Kassel College gradually returned to normal, but the unusual training session left a lingering unease in the hearts of the four.

Lu Mingfei sat lazily at a table by the window in the cafeteria, his gaze somewhat unfocused. He had already eaten half of his food, but his mind was still replaying the training session from that day.

“Tian has been acting strange lately,” Lu Mingfei muttered to himself. “He’s always been so aloof, but since that training session, he seems even more distant than before.”

Just then, Caesar walked over with a relaxed smile and sat down in the chair opposite Lu Mingfei. "What are you thinking about now? You've been absent-minded since this morning."

Lu Mingfei sighed and shrugged. "I was just thinking that after that training session, the sky seemed to have become even more silent. And the academy hasn't offered any explanation for the abnormality of that training session."

A hint of amusement flashed in Caesar's eyes as he chuckled, "You don't need to worry about Tian; he's always been like that. As for the Academy... they always have their own plans and may not reveal all the information to us students."

“But this isn’t normal.” Chu Zihang suddenly appeared, holding a plate, and sat down on the other side of Lu Mingfei. His voice was as calm and steady as ever. “The fact that the academy hasn’t responded to that incident means they’ve noticed the problem. We need to remain vigilant.”

Caesar shrugged slightly and chuckled, "You're quite cautious, Chu Zihang. The academy's operations are far more complex; we're just a part of it."

Lu Mingfei was still full of questions, but he knew that Caesar and Chu Zihang were right. Although he knew very little about how the academy operated, he had a feeling that a greater crisis was lurking beneath this calm surface.

Just then, the cafeteria door was pushed open, and Tian walked in quietly.

He remained aloof, carrying several heavy books, clearly having just come from the library. Lu Mingfei looked at him, a strange sense of unease creeping into his heart. He didn't know what Tian was thinking lately, but he could sense that the distance between Tian and the academy seemed to be growing ever wider.

"Tian, ​​come sit down for a while!" Lu Mingfei waved to him, trying to break down the other's cold defenses.

Tian stopped and glanced at them indifferently. Although he didn't directly refuse, he didn't show much interest either. He slowly walked over, sat down next to them, and placed his book on the table.

"Are you researching those materials about dragons again?" Lu Mingfei asked tentatively.

Tian nodded, his eyes showing little emotion. "The power of the dragons will not disappear easily, and the academy's seal may not be able to suppress them forever."

Chu Zihang frowned slightly, a thoughtful look in his eyes. "You mean, the dragon power behind the berserk puppet during that training session hasn't been completely eliminated?"

Tian's eyes were calm and profound. "The academy's seal cannot be effective forever. The power of the dragons will continue to recover, and all we can do is delay their return."