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

Caesar curled his lip: "What a troublesome guy. Using other people's power, yet still managing to shoulder such heavy responsibilities."

Tian walked over from the side and handed Chu Zihang a bottle of water, his tone serious: "Caesar is right, you overexerted yourself just now. We still have a long way to go, you can't keep pushing yourself like this."

Chu Zihang took the water, nodded, but didn't speak again. His gaze remained fixed on the distance, where the wilderness seemed to have swallowed all light, revealing an unfathomable darkness.

Lu Mingfei slowly walked over, still holding his short knife, which he had hardly ever used. He hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke: "Chu Zihang... don't you really feel tired? From beginning to end, you've been carrying everything on your own."

Chu Zihang turned his head and looked calmly at Lu Mingfei, his eyes filled with trust and not blame: "I'm not carrying this burden alone. We are a team, and everyone has their own place."

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, then lowered his head and muttered softly, "But... you always keep the most dangerous things for yourself."

“That’s because he’s stronger than us.” Caesar walked over and put his arm around Lu Mingfei’s shoulder. “Don’t blame yourself too much, Lu. We’re all doing what we’re supposed to do.”

“The road ahead will be even more dangerous,” Tian interjected, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. “McCarran is just the beginning. Intelligence from the academy indicates that there are many more ruins active. The Camarilla will not let any opportunity slip by.”

"And what about us?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but ask, "Where do we go next?"

Chu Zihang turned around, looked at everyone, and said in a cold and firm voice: "Go find the next ruin. Whether it's the Dragon Clan or the Secret Society, we cannot give them any more chances."

Caesar raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on his lips: "Just as I expected. Fine, I'll go crazy with you guys to the very end."

Tian sighed, but a resolute glint flashed in his eyes: "Now that we've come this far, there's no reason to turn back."

Lu Mingfei gripped the short knife tightly in his hand. Although he was still filled with unease, he looked at Chu Zihang's back and nodded: "I'll go with you."

Chu Zihang didn't say much; he simply turned and strode forward. A blue-green light flickered faintly on the Dragon Cutter, as if responding to his will.

The sky gradually cleared, and the sunlight dispelled the dark clouds, illuminating the devastated ruins. However, further away, the lingering gloom still shrouded the unknown fate, as if awaiting the next inevitable decisive battle.

The team embarked on a new journey. The soil beneath their feet felt heavy with the weight of the recent battle, and a shattered tranquility hung in the air, as if it could be broken at any moment. Chu Zihang walked at the very front, his steps steady and powerful, his gaze fixed ahead like a sharp blade, ignoring the faint whispers coming from the ranks behind him.

"I mean, are we really just going to keep charging forward like this?" Caesar broke the silence in the group, his tone as casual as ever. "We need to have a clear goal, we can't just keep relying on Chu Zihang's intuition."

Tian raised his head, his gaze sweeping across the rising mist in the distance, his tone tinged with weariness: "The objective is unclear, but we have no other choice. The academy's communications haven't been restored yet, and the Camarilla's actions are becoming increasingly rampant. All we can do is find the next ruin before they do."

“That sounds nice,” Caesar shrugged. “But the problem is, we’re running out of resources. If we run into someone like McClane again, how many more times do you think we can hold out?”

Lu Mingfei trailed behind, listening to Caesar's complaints, and couldn't help but interject, "How about... we find a place to rest first? Replenish some equipment or something?"

Chu Zihang did not turn around. His voice was calm and decisive: "The Secret Service will not give us time. If we stop, the situation will only get worse next time."

Caesar shook his head helplessly: "You're just so rigid. When are you going to learn to relax a little?"

"If you feel tired, you can stay here," Chu Zihang said calmly, his tone devoid of emotion.

"Forget it, I don't want to stay here and get eaten by a dragon." Caesar pouted, but still followed.

Tian sighed and turned to look at Lu Mingfei: "Lu Mingfei, keep up if you can walk. Don't fall behind."

"I...I'm fine." Lu Mingfei gasped for breath, trying to keep up with the group, but his unease grew. He muttered to himself, "If Xia Mi were here, she might save us some energy..."

These words silenced everyone in the group for a moment. Even though no one said it aloud, Xia Mi's image lingered in their hearts like an invisible shadow. Her sacrifice not only brought new power but also left wounds that were difficult to heal.

Tian turned to look at Chu Zihang, his tone softening slightly: "Chu Zihang, I know you don't want to talk about it, but Xia Mi's power is within you. Could we... use this to find our next target?"

Chu Zihang stopped and gripped the Dragon Cutter at his waist. He was silent for a moment before saying in a low voice, "Her power isn't a navigation system. It only reacts when we get close to the dragon ruins. Keep going, and the Dragon Cutter will guide us."

“That’s a boring answer.” Caesar shook his head, but said nothing more.

Just then, a shadowy figure appeared in the fog ahead, too blurry to be discerned. Chu Zihang alertly raised the Dragon Cutter, his gaze cold: "Be careful, it might be the enemy."

The others immediately stopped, drew their weapons, and went on high alert. The shadow gradually became clearer; it was a person dressed in a black robe, moving slowly, as if unaware of the threat ahead.

"The Secret Society?" Tian asked in a low voice, his rune gun already aimed.

“Very likely,” Caesar chuckled, “but they don’t seem to be here to fight.”

The man in black robes stopped about twenty meters ahead of the group, raised his head, and revealed a pale face. His eyes were empty and cold, and his voice was low and hoarse: "People of Kassel College, your path ends here."

"Here we go again with that." Caesar raised his rune sword dismissively. "It's the standard line for every Camarilla member."

However, the man in black ignored Caesar's taunts. He slowly raised his hand, and a sudden, intense chill filled the air. A rune array unfolded abruptly, and the surrounding mist seemed to come alive, closing in on the group.

"Barrier!" Tian shouted in a low voice, quickly opening fire in an attempt to interrupt the black-robed man's actions.

Without hesitation, Chu Zihang drew his Dragon Slayer sword, transforming it into a streak of emerald light that hurtled straight at the man in black robes. However, the rune array emitted a tremendous counterforce, deflecting the attack entirely.

"Not enough strength?" Chu Zihang frowned slightly, landed steadily on his feet, and gripped the Dragon Cutter tightly again.

The man in black robes sneered: "This is the testing ground for the Camarilla. You are nothing but lambs, and your struggles are futile."

As soon as he finished speaking, the rune array suddenly expanded, and the surrounding mist transformed into countless sharp blades that rushed towards the group.

"Let's fight!" Chu Zihang shouted, and the Dragon Cutter was swung again, carrying Xia Mi's blue-green light, facing the oncoming storm head-on!

Chu Zihang's Dragon Slash drew a streak of emerald light, forcefully cleaving the approaching mist blade. The collision of the light blade and the mist stirred up a violent shockwave, causing the surrounding vegetation to sway wildly. His steps were as steady as a rock, yet the light in his hand grew increasingly sharp, each swing precise and accurate.

"The Camarilla really loves these fancy tricks." Caesar chuckled, spinning his rune sword in his hand, its blue light suddenly intensifying. He slashed at the mist blades before him, the runic energy instantly vaporizing them into a cloud of water vapor.

Tian stood behind, his rune gun continuously firing blue beams of light, precisely shattering the dense array of mist blades. Lu Mingfei, meanwhile, awkwardly hid behind Tian, ​​barely managing to wield his short sword to block the occasional attacks that slipped through.

"Lu Mingfei, can you please stop dragging us down?" Tian said through gritted teeth as he fired, his tone full of helplessness.

"I've done my best!" Lu Mingfei's voice was almost choked with sobs. He swung his short knife haphazardly, but always managed to block the incoming blades at the last moment.

The man in black robes stood in the center of the rune array, his face still bearing an indifferent expression. His fingers lightly traced the air, manipulating the power within the rune array. The speed and density of the mist blades gradually increased, as if the entire battlefield was being compressed.

Chu Zihang charged toward the center of the rune array, the light of the Dragon Slayer sword growing ever brighter, its blade strikes like a raging storm, aimed directly at the black-robed man. However, the defensive power of the rune array acted like an invisible wall, blocking every single one of his attacks.

"This guy's rune array defense is too strong!" Tian shouted, as the energy beam of the rune gun was reflected back, almost grazing his shoulder.

Caesar frowned as well. His rune sword slashed repeatedly, but it couldn't cause any real damage to the rune array: "Chu Zihang, doesn't your sword have Xia Mi's power? Try using that!"