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

"Damn it!" Lu Mingfei's heart leaped into his throat. He was about to warn them when Tian dodged the dragon wings' attack with astonishing speed. Scrap stones flew everywhere, and the air was filled with the ear-piercing sound of dragon scales colliding with bullets.

"Not fast enough," Tian muttered to himself, his cold gaze fixed on the dragon's eyes. Just as the dragon's wings swooped down again, he suddenly lunged forward, his twin pistols almost grazing the dragon's head.

"Bang!" Blood spurted from the dragon's right eye instantly; the bullet had hit its eye precisely.

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, almost unable to believe what he was seeing. Tian, ​​with astonishing reaction speed and combat intuition, struck the dragon's vital point directly.

The dragon let out a painful roar, its massive body swaying in the air, its wings losing their balance, and it crashed heavily to the ground. The earth trembled, dust rose, and dragon blood spread across the ground, forming a deep red river.

But the battle is not over yet.

The dragon struggled violently; though it had lost its sight, its rage and killing intent remained undiminished. A surge of intense energy gathered once more in its throat, clearly preparing to unleash a final, deadly flame.

Heaven gave it no chance. Without hesitation, he charged towards the dragon's neck, the "Wings of Death" once more aimed at its throat. This time, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his finger swiftly pulled the trigger.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two bullets struck the dragon's throat with deadly accuracy, the powerful impact triggering an energy explosion within its body. With a deafening roar, the dragon's body convulsed violently, and the surging flames were instantly extinguished.

Lu Mingfei stood there blankly, only the sound of the wind and the dying roar of the dragon echoing in his ears. The enormous creature finally collapsed, its heavy body crashing to the ground with a final low growl before losing all life.

"Done." Tian stood before Long's corpse, sheathing his dual pistols, his gaze still as calm as ice. He glanced at Lu Mingfei behind him and said indifferently, "You're lucky to be alive."

Lu Mingfei slumped to the ground, panting heavily, staring at the fallen dragon, his heart filled with complex emotions. He had never witnessed such a thrilling battle, nor had he ever imagined that this aloof young man possessed such terrifying power.

"Who...who are you?" he asked, trembling.

Tian merely smiled faintly, turned and left, leaving behind a cold reply:

"I am the heavens, not someone you can understand."

The sweltering air was thick with the smell of burning heat. The dragon's corpse still emitted a faint warmth. Lu Mingfei's breathing gradually calmed down, and he shifted his gaze from the dragon's corpse to Tian's back.

His mind was a complete mess, the battle still replaying in his mind. The gruesome image of the dragon's throat being ripped apart, Tian's terrifyingly calm reaction speed, and his marksmanship—every bullet carrying precise, deadly intent. Lu Mingfei couldn't understand how Tian, ​​who looked about the same age as him, even thinner, could display such extraordinary composure and strength in battle.

"Wait!" Lu Mingfei suddenly stood up, ignoring the soreness in his legs as he took a few steps to catch up. He hadn't yet recovered from the shock, but his mind was filled with questions. "You just...did you really defeat a dragon?"

The sky didn't stop, continuing its indifferent march forward, as if none of this was worth responding to. His silver hair fluttered gently in the wind, and the moonlight reflected on his cold profile, making him appear exceptionally aloof.

Lu Mingfei grew anxious, his confusion and pressure coalescing into a surge of impulsiveness. "How did you do that? I've studied at Kassel College for so long, and I've never seen anyone slay a dragon so easily!"

This time, the sky stopped. It turned around, its gaze calmly landing on Lu Mingfei. Those cold eyes made Lu Mingfei feel an inexplicable pressure, as if everything about him had been seen through.

"Easy?" Tian's voice remained indifferent, yet tinged with a cold laugh. "Do you think the battle just now was easy?"

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth, speechless for a moment. He truly felt that Tian's displayed combat power was too overwhelming, as if slaying a dragon was nothing more than a common occurrence for him. But facing Tian's gaze, he suddenly realized that perhaps he didn't understand the world of the boy before him at all.

Tian's gaze sharpened slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Dragons are terrifying beings. What Kassel College taught you may have given you some self-defense capabilities, but that is far from enough. If you still hold the idea that dragons are invincible, then you will only ever be prey."

“But…” Lu Mingfei struggled to control himself from being crushed by the oppressive aura. He gritted his teeth and questioned, “Why do you have this power? Who are you? Are you also a student of Kassel College?”

Tian frowned slightly and remained silent for a moment. His gaze was no longer cold; instead, it carried a hint of complex emotion. He looked down at his hands, as if pondering something, then raised his head and calmly said:

“I am not a member of Kassel College, and my power has nothing to do with you.”

These words struck Lu Mingfei like a hammer blow. "None of our business?" He could hardly believe his ears. "Then why are you here? Were you born to slay dragons?"

Tian did not answer. His gaze suddenly turned to the distant sky, his brows furrowing slightly, as if he had sensed some unusual fluctuation.

“There’s more to come.” His voice lowered, tinged with a hint of alertness.

Just then, Lu Mingfei also sensed an unusual aura. In the darkness in the distance, it seemed as if a colossal figure was approaching, and the air was once again filled with an intense dragon's might—even stronger and heavier than before, as if the very air in the world had solidified because of this power.

"Another... dragon?" Lu Mingfei's voice trembled slightly. He couldn't believe it. He had just defeated a giant dragon, and now a new threat had descended.

Tian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his fingers lightly touched the hilt of "Wings of Death" again. His voice was even colder than before: "This dragon is different from the previous one. Be prepared."

Lu Mingfei's heart leaped into his throat again, his mind a jumbled mess: "Different? What do you mean by different? Could it be even stronger than the last one?"

“Much stronger than that.” Tian’s tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority. “If you don’t want to die, you’d better hide.”

As his voice faded, the powerful sense of oppression in the distance grew clearer, as if the shadow of death loomed over them. Lu Mingfei's legs began to weaken; he had never imagined he would face such a terrifying being.

But Tian remained calm, without a trace of fear. He slowly raised his head, facing the approaching aura of death, the two pistols in his hands gleaming with a deadly cold light in the moonlight.

"It seems tonight is not over yet." After saying this, he stepped into the darkness, as if he were about to face an even more thrilling battle.

A dragon's roar echoed from the darkness, deep and powerful, as if the entire world trembled. The overwhelming dragon's might swept over him like a tsunami, almost catching Lu Mingfei's breath. He gripped his weapon tightly, his heart pounding.

"Much stronger than before?" Lu Mingfei asked with difficulty, his voice tinged with panic.

Tian stood at the front, still calm and composed. He gripped his two pistols firmly in his hands, his gaze as cold as a blade. "If you're afraid, hide now." His voice was icy, yet carried a hint of warning.

Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth, a struggle raging within him. His reason told him that this dragon was far beyond his capabilities, but at the same time, a vague sense of responsibility prevented him from backing down. As a member of Kassel College, he couldn't always run away.

Boom——

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the sky, and a blinding light, like lightning, illuminated the earth. A colossal creature descended from the heavens. It was a dragon, even larger than the previous ones, its scales as hard as rock, a monster born from the darkness. Its eyes gleamed with a scarlet light, filled with an aura of destruction.

Lu Mingfei felt as if he were shrouded in its shadow, and fear surged into his heart like a tide.

"This is it, we're doomed..." he said through gritted teeth.

Without any hesitation, Tian charged forward like lightning, both guns aimed at the dragon. Bullets flew out, carrying deadly accuracy, heading straight for the dragon's eyes.

The dragon roared and flapped its huge wings, the powerful airflow instantly deflecting the bullets. Its scales acted like an indestructible shield, easily neutralizing the attack.