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

A glint of madness flashed in the black-robed leader's eyes. He roared, jerked back his staff, and slammed it into the ground with all his might. A blinding red light erupted from the center of the rune array, and a gigantic dragon-shaped phantom emerged from the crack, its roar echoing throughout the entire forest.

"The will of the King of Bronze and Fire has awakened here!" The leader's voice was hoarse yet filled with fervor. "Your fate is sealed!"

Without hesitation, Chu Zihang charged towards the phantom, his Dragon Slash, wreathed in blazing cyan flames, piercing straight for the core of the dragon-shaped phantom. The clash of blade and energy sent him staggering back several steps, but his gaze remained unwavering.

"We'll hold it off! Heaven, find the weakness in the formation!" Chu Zihang commanded in a deep voice, his body once again charging towards the illusory figure.

Caesar followed closely behind, his runic sword sweeping across, colliding with the phantom's claw shadow, sparks flying. Though his smile was nonchalant, the fighting spirit in his eyes was unwavering: "How interesting. The more dangerous something is, the more excited I get."

Tian stood at the rear, his rune gun constantly scanning the array, his fingers flying across the device: "Found it! The core of the array is at the second node on the edge of the crack! Destroy it, and the entire summoning will collapse!"

"Understood." Chu Zihang responded, and with a light step, his figure rushed towards the array node like lightning.

However, the dragon-shaped phantom seemed to sense his intention, letting out a deafening roar as its tail swept towards Chu Zihang like a giant hammer. He quickly dodged to the side, but the powerful shockwave still forced him back several steps.

Seeing this, Caesar thrust his rune sword straight to the other side of the phantom, trying to draw attention: "Look here, giant lizard!"

Enraged, the phantom turned and lunged at Caesar, the massive energy blast tearing the ground apart and felling the surrounding trees. However, Caesar moved with incredible agility, stepping out of the attack range and slashing back at the phantom's claws with his sword.

Tian seized the opportunity and aimed a beam of blue light at the node. The beam hit its mark precisely, and another corner of the formation collapsed with a roar, the light from the crack beginning to dim rapidly.

"The final blow!" Chu Zihang roared, and the Dragon Cleaver burned with even more intense flames. He leaped up suddenly, the blade piercing straight at the core node of the formation.

With a deafening explosion, the formation completely collapsed. The dragon-shaped phantom in the crack let out a mournful roar and was gradually torn into countless fragments, dissipating into the air.

The black-robed leader collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with despair. He stared at the fallen runic staff, muttering, "Impossible... How could the will of the Bronze and Fire King..."

Chu Zihang stepped forward, and Long Qie pointed at his throat, his gaze icy: "Your plan is over. Tell me the next step for the Secret Society."

The leader chuckled, his face contorted with madness: "You are only temporary victors. The real game has only just begun."

Before he could finish speaking, his body suddenly exploded, turning into a cluster of scarlet rune fragments that vanished from the spot.

Caesar sighed and slung the rune sword over his shoulder: "These lunatics always like to disappear completely. It's so unsatisfying."

Chu Zihang did not respond. He turned to look at the sky and said, "The Secret Society's plan has been revealed. The Academy must make greater preparations."

Tian nodded and calmly said, "Report to Principal Angers immediately upon returning. This war is more complicated than we anticipated."

The three walked out of the collapsed laboratory, and the dark forest behind them fell silent once more. In the deeper darkness, a blurry figure slowly emerged, its gaze coldly fixed on the direction they had left, a strange smile playing on its lips.

The night wind of the Black Forest, carrying a damp chill, swept across the ruins, the shadows of the trees swaying as if in silent lament. Chu Zihang, Caesar, and Tian stepped out of the laboratory wreckage. The dragon aura that permeated the air gradually dissipated, but all three knew in their hearts that this battle was merely the prelude to a greater storm.

Caesar, carrying his rune sword, yawned lazily: "The Camarilla are really stubborn; they'll fight to the bitter end, even if it means self-destruction."

Tian calmly put away his rune gun, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings: "Their retreat is not the end, but a prelude to their plan. The Black Forest laboratory is just the outer perimeter; their true core base remains hidden in the shadows."

Chu Zihang gripped the Dragon Cutter tightly, his cold face showing no sign of relaxation: "Once we get back, we must immediately analyze the combat data and uncover the deeper movements of the Secret Society. We must strike first; we can no longer afford to be on the defensive."

Caesar raised an eyebrow: "You're quite enthusiastic. What, are you afraid the Camarilla will launch a surprise attack on Kassel College?"

“It’s not fear, it’s responsibility,” Chu Zihang said calmly. “Every mistake the academy makes gives the Secret Society an opportunity. If it happens again, they might be able to successfully revive the dragon race’s will.”

"Alright, don't be so serious." Caesar shrugged, his tone light. "Our victory proves that the Camarilla's plan is not foolproof."

Tian interjected, "Caesar, this is not the time to be optimistic. Although the rune array in the laboratory has been destroyed, the energy fluctuations have not completely dissipated, and there are likely still residual nodes that need to be cleared."

Caesar rubbed his forehead: "Alright, alright, Mr. Tian, ​​your rigorous attitude always makes me feel like a high school senior."

Chu Zihang did not participate in their conversation; his gaze remained fixed on the darkness ahead, as if he were already contemplating the next battle. The tranquility in the air was broken by the roar of the helicopter's propellers as it slowly landed on the open ground.

"Prepare to return to the academy." Chu Zihang gave a brief order, and the three of them boarded the helicopter one by one. The wind generated by the rotors swirled the dust on the ground into the air, as if trying to erase all traces of this land.

Meanwhile, inside the Kassel College, Lu Mingfei stood on the observation deck at the top of the main building, a cup of coffee that had long since gone cold in his hand. His gaze was fixed on the distant sky, his thoughts in turmoil.

"Just how big is the Secret Society's chessboard..." he muttered to himself, still unable to shake off the feeling of having just experienced the battle.

"What, do you suddenly feel like you've become a great hero?" Caesar's voice came through the communicator, with his usual teasing tone.

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to his joke: "You guys are done?"

"Pretty much," Caesar chuckled. "But this time, Chu Zihang really made his presence felt with every strike. Why don't you consider learning from him?"

“I have my own rhythm,” Lu Mingfei retorted, but his tone was clearly tinged with self-deprecation.

Tian's voice came through the communication: "Mingfei, the monitoring system shows abnormal energy fluctuations around the academy. You must investigate immediately."

Lu Mingfei's heart tightened: "Not again?"

"It's very likely a trap left by the Camarilla; we must be careful." Tian's tone left no room for doubt.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and placed the cup on the railing: "Understood, I'll be right there."

He sheathed his dagger, stepped away from the observation deck, and though the night wind tousled his hair, it could not shake his resolve. This time, he was no longer the one being protected, but a warrior destined to guard the academy.

When Chu Zihang and his group arrived at the academy, the atmosphere in the night sky grew increasingly oppressive. Norma's electronic voice continuously reported new anomalies in the communications: "Unidentified runic reactions have appeared in the southeast corner of the academy; signs of Camarilla activity have not been completely eliminated."

Chu Zihang quickly issued the order: "Caesar, you are in charge of clearing the outer nodes. Tian, ​​come with me to investigate the southeast region."

Caesar whistled softly: "Alright, more physical labor."

This time, however, he didn't delay. He picked up his rune sword and headed towards the designated area. Chu Zihang and Tian Ze quickly ran towards the southeast corner of the academy, where darkness shrouded the area, as if concealing countless unknown dangers.

In the abandoned area on the east side of the academy, Lu Mingfei had already found the source of the anomaly. The remaining runes on the ground flickered with a faint light, and the air was filled with the remnants of dragon aura.

"The Secret Society is really persistent," Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, the short knife in his hand gleaming slightly.

He cautiously approached the rune, and just as he was about to use his dagger to remove it, a strange fluctuation suddenly rippled through the air. The rune's light instantly intensified, as if some hidden power was awakening.

"Norma, analyze this for me!" Lu Mingfei shouted urgently.

Norma's voice was calm and collected: "High concentration of dragon energy fluctuations detected, suspected to be the remnant will of the Bronze and Fire King. Immediate evacuation is recommended."

Lu Mingfei's gaze darkened: "Retreat? Are you kidding me? If this thing explodes, what will be left of the academy?"

He gritted his teeth and gripped the short sword tightly, the blue runes glowing even more intensely: "If the Camarilla want to destroy the Academy, they'll see if I can stop them first!"