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

"We succeeded..." Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

But just then, another violent tremor came from beneath the water.

Tian's gaze darkened. "No, this isn't over yet..."

After the college's crisis preparedness plan was launched, the atmosphere at Kassel College underwent a dramatic change.

The once relaxed campus, brimming with the atmosphere of daily student life, has now been transformed into a fully operational combat training ground. The bells in the main teaching building are no longer merely signals for the start and end of classes, but rather calls for urgent missions. Alarms sound almost every few hours, and students are assigned to different training programs, ranging from physical training and combat drills to the enhanced operation of sealing techniques—they are never idle.

On the main training field, the training of the four-person teams is even more unique.

Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang, Caesar, and Tian are almost the most closely-knit combat team in the entire academy. Their training is not limited to practical combat skills, but also includes the in-depth development of their individual abilities and tacit cooperation with each other.

Early in the morning, before the fog had dissipated, the sounds of clashing swords and gunshots could already be heard on the main training ground.

Lu Mingfei stood in the center of the playground, drenched in sweat, his weapon trembling slightly. He had been defeated three times in a row in the simulated battles, each time by Chu Zihang's overwhelming dominance.

"You won't survive the first round of the fight like this." Chu Zihang stood in front of Lu Mingfei, his voice calm as ever, the knife in his hand still sharp and steady. Although training had ended, he hadn't relaxed in the slightest.

"I've done my best!" Lu Mingfei gasped for breath, waving his weapon with a look of frustration. "I simply can't keep up with your speed."

Chu Zihang frowned slightly, his eyes not reproachful, but carrying a deep warning: "Speed ​​is not the problem, the problem is your mentality. You are afraid of fighting, and you hesitate every time you make a move. This will cost you your life in a real battle. Remember, the enemy in front of you will not give you any chance to hesitate."

Lu Mingfei lowered his head. He knew Chu Zihang was right, but it wouldn't be easy to completely overcome his fear in such a short time. The power of the dragons was greater than any enemy he had ever faced, and the thought of the impending war always made him uneasy.

“Don’t worry, Mingfei.” Caesar walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled playfully. “We all have weaknesses, but fighting isn’t just about you. We’re a team, and teamwork is more important than individual strength.”

"Cooperate?" Lu Mingfei murmured, "But I can never keep up with your pace."

Caesar chuckled, "That's the purpose of training: to push your limits and help you find your own rhythm. No one is born perfect, and we are all constantly improving."

While they were talking, Tian was already doing his independent training on the other side of the playground.

As dawn broke, in the thick fog at the edge of the playground, pale blue butterflies fluttered in the air. With Tian raising his gun, aiming, and firing, the Word of Power "Instant Death Butterfly" gracefully displayed its deadly beauty. Each butterfly silently flew towards the bullseye, as precise as if it had already locked onto the target's death line beforehand.

"Word of Power: Instant Death Butterfly - Full Power Activation".

As the deep, somber sound faded, the entire playground fell into an instant silence. Countless eerie blue butterflies gathered in the air, forming a massive vortex of death. Each butterfly carried an absolute suppressive force; they hovered in the air, gradually approaching their target, as if death were slowly drawing near.

"His Word of Power is getting stronger and stronger." Chu Zihang observed Tian's training, his tone revealing a hint of admiration. "With this level of precision, coupled with his control over the Line of Death, almost no enemy can escape from his attacks."

Lu Mingfei looked up at the fluttering butterflies, a strange pressure rising in his heart. Although Tian always maintained his indifference and aloofness, Lu Mingfei always felt a sense of suffocation whenever he saw him activate his Word of Power. It wasn't because of Tian's power, but because of his cold understanding of death.

“The power of the heavens is far more than that,” Caesar said softly, his gaze complex. “He is not merely a powerful warrior; his understanding of dragons is far deeper than we imagine. Perhaps we have all underestimated his true potential.”

The training scenes on the playground gradually blurred, and in the blink of an eye, it was night.

Kassel College remained brightly lit at night, with all students and professors preparing for the next collapse of the seal point.

After a long training session, Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang, Caesar, and Tian arrived at the academy's library. This was originally the last place Lu Mingfei wanted to be, but now he had to confront the history of the dragon race and the academy's research on sealing technology.

"We must figure out why the seal breaks down so frequently." Chu Zihang stood in front of the ancient bookshelf in the library, flipping through an ancient book about the dragon race, his tone filled with deep contemplation.

Caesar casually flipped through a book and said easily, "There are many possible reasons for the collapse of the seal, but we know that this is not accidental. There were signs of the dragons' resurgence long ago, but the Academy may have underestimated the speed at which their power recovered."

Lu Mingfei held a thick book, frowning as he flipped through the densely packed dragon runes and explanations of sealing techniques. The more he read, the more confused he became. "These sealing techniques are completely incomprehensible. Are we only able to maintain them by patching them up? It feels like these seals haven't undergone any fundamental changes."

“That’s right,” Tian’s voice came from the side, his tone still extremely calm. “The sealing technology is based on an ancient rune system, but these systems can no longer keep up with the changes in the power of the modern dragon race. The power of the dragon race is not only reviving, but also evolving. The academy’s sealing system cannot cope with this change.”

"Then what else can we do?" Lu Mingfei asked, looking up, his tone unease.

Tian's golden eyes lit up slightly, and he said coldly, "The academy's sealing system can only delay their revival. The real battle will begin after the seal completely collapses."

An invisible tension filled the air. Everyone realized that although they were still training and learning, the threat of the dragons was getting closer and closer, and the collapse of the seal was only a matter of time.

A few days later, an emergency mission order was suddenly issued within the academy.

Latest intelligence indicates that several key sealing points within the academy are experiencing renewed intense energy fluctuations, particularly the one located at the "Well of Night." According to the latest detection results, the sealing power there is nearing collapse and could become completely ineffective at any moment.

"Our mission this time is to go to the Well of Night region," the academy headmaster announced briefly at the meeting, his gaze lingering on each person for a moment. "The power of the dragons is surging intensely in this region, and the seal is about to collapse. We must find a solution before it collapses, or the consequences will be unimaginable."

The mission team quickly assembled, and Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang, Caesar, and Tian were once again dispatched to the front line.

The Well of Night is located deep in a valley outside Kassel College, an area named for its extremely strong dark atmosphere.

When they arrived at the sealed area, the entire region was shrouded in thick black mist, and a bone-chilling cold filled the air. The sealing stone tablet appeared and disappeared in the black mist, its runes flickering with a faint light, as if it might vanish at any moment.

“The situation is more serious than we imagined,” Chu Zihang said coldly, drawing his sword and quickly analyzing the surrounding environment. “The seal could collapse at any moment; we don’t have much time.”

Caesar picked up his gun, smiled, and said, "It seems we need to speed things up today."

Lu Mingfei stared nervously at the sealing stone tablet in front of him, his heart pounding. "Damn it, I have a feeling that today's situation is even worse than last time."

Tian stood at the forefront, his golden eyes flashing coldly. "The aura of the dragons has gathered here, and their power has begun to seep through the seal. We must find the core and thoroughly..."

The problem will be solved completely.

Suddenly, the sealing stone tablet emitted a violent roar, the surrounding black mist surged violently, and a huge dragon shadow emerged from the mist, soaring straight into the sky.

"The phantom of the dragon has appeared!" Chu Zihang shouted coldly, his blade flashing as he quickly assumed a fighting stance.

Caesar immediately raised his gun, his gaze calm and sharp, aiming at the dragon shadow's head. "Prepare for battle!"

Lu Mingfei was so nervous he could barely speak; his palms were sweaty, but he knew he couldn't back down.