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

Chapter 276 The Four Reunite

The sky began to awaken, the roar of the sea echoed in his ears, and Lu Mingfei, the successor to the King of the Ocean and Water, arrived at his side.

A storm swept across the land, and torrential rain poured down from the dark sky like countless sharp blades. The sea roared in the gale, giant waves surging towards the heavens, and lightning tore through the darkness, illuminating Nidhogg's massive form. It stood between heaven and earth, like a symbol of the world's end, its golden eyes coldly surveying the two mortals below.

Caesar stood amidst the raging wind, his platinum cloak soaked by the torrential rain, yet he merely tilted his head slightly, a disdainful smile playing on his lips. His body was enveloped in invisible currents, the wind whispering in his ears, power coursing through his limbs, every shift in the air under his complete control. The gale howled, and the wind demons swirling around him gradually coalesced into an invisible scythe, emitting a sharp, low hum in the night.

The sea surged, and Lu Mingfei stood silently upon the waves, his golden pupils reflecting the dark tides. Beneath his feet, the deep blue ocean responded to his breath, layers of water swirling around him as if alive. He slightly raised a finger, and a whirlpool slowly rotated around him. Beneath the waves, an invisible force was gathering. The sea whispered, the storm roared, and the will of the ocean surged within his blood.

Nidhogg looked down at them, a slight smile playing on his lips, a hint of disdain in the depths of his golden eyes.

"Two kings? Ha, when did humans dare to call themselves kings?" Its voice was deep and filled with destructive majesty.

Caesar slightly raised his chin, the wind swirling around his fingertips, lightning gathering in his palm, and he smiled faintly: "Today I'll show you the splendor of us mortal kings."

The air suddenly tore apart, winds lashed out like blades, lightning crackled, and hundreds of wind blades simultaneously slashed at Nidhogg, each one too fast to be caught. The dragon's wings flapped violently, distorting the air, and a dark shockwave exploded outwards, instantly shattering all the wind blades. But in a gap in the storm, a stream of water silently pierced through the air, skimming past Nidhogg's scales, its bio-electric currents spreading and locking onto its presence.

“Snake.” Lu Mingfei’s voice was calm. His pupils contracted slightly, and the ocean’s ripples intensified suddenly. Crimson ripples spread across the surface, locking onto Nidhogg’s body. He slowly raised his hand, and the waves coalesced into a twisted tidal blade, which shot out in an instant, aiming straight for Nidhogg’s eyes.

Darkness suddenly expanded, Nidhogg's golden eyes narrowed slightly, and his enormous dragon wings spread open. The entire world seemed to freeze briefly, and then a destructive dragon breath swept across the surroundings. The air was torn apart, the waves instantly reversed, the gale was suppressed, and Caesar and Lu Mingfei were simultaneously forced back. The dragon's shadow enveloped the heavens and the earth, as if nothing could shake its existence.

The storm roared, the thunder raged, and the sea raged, but Nidhogg remained unmoved. It coldly watched the two mortals, its golden eyes flashing with a chilling light.

At that very moment, a deep tremor suddenly resounded between heaven and earth. The earth responded to some being, and a heavy aura pressed down like a mountain. The raging wind and rain suddenly stopped, and the waves on the sea calmed down in a strange way, as if a more ancient and steady will had descended.

A figure strode in, his black robes billowing in the sea breeze. The Dragon Cutter trembled gently in his hand. His footsteps landed on the sea, yet felt as if he were stepping on solid mountain rocks. The storm failed to shake him, and the waves receded automatically before him. His presence was as steady and unwavering as the earth itself. His eyes were sharp as knives, and his golden pupils reflected the cracks in the heavens and earth.

Chu Zihang has returned.

Beside him, a white dress fluttered in the wind, and Xia Mi's figure appeared beside him. Her pure white hair was slightly damp, and her cold pupils silently stared at Nidhogg. Her pale fingers gently stroked the air, and a strange halo spread out afterward. She didn't speak, but just standing there was a deterrent in itself.

A glint flashed in Nidhogg's golden eyes as it slowly lowered its head, as if reassessing the situation before it.

“One after another…” it chuckled, its voice like the echo of a shattered world, “Humans, you are truly repulsive in your tenacity.”

Chu Zihang did not respond. He simply raised the Dragon Cutter slowly, its blade pointing at Nidhogg. The aura of dragon blood surged on the blade, and blazing flames erupted from the sword, instantly raising the temperature. The rising steam around him turned into a thin mist. His body leaned slightly forward, his muscles taut, like a beast poised to pounce.

The wind howled again, the waves surged once more, and the air vibrated under the interplay of different forces. The storm never ceased, and the war continued.

In the distance, the sky remained asleep, its breathing steady, its body floating on the sea, the tide surging around it as if awaiting the moment of its awakening. The bronze and fire in its blood still flowed intensely, and deep within its consciousness, some power was stirring.

The storm is about to reach its peak, and a new battle is just beginning.

A fierce storm raged, waves surged, and the heavens and earth trembled under the aura of Nidhogg. Caesar, Lu Mingfei, and Chu Zihang stood side by side, the storm roaring behind them, the waves crashing to the sky, flames burning on the blades of their swords—a true battle of kings was about to erupt. And not far away, on the sea, the sky remained asleep, gently cradled by the tides, as if the entire world awaited its awakening.

In the storm, a barely perceptible ripple spread out.

Tian's fingers trembled slightly, and his dormant consciousness suddenly returned. A scorching power surged through his blood, as fiery as fire and as steadfast as rock. His chest heaved violently, and ancient whispers echoed in his ears—the will of the King of Bronze and Fire was awakening, and power surged through his limbs and bones.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his bronze pupils reflecting the storm raging between heaven and earth. In an instant, the world unfolded clearly before his eyes—raging seas, crisscrossing lightning, and Nidhogg's colossal figure like a mythical calamity, its golden eyes surveying the world with a cold indifference that threatened to destroy everything. And within the storm, his comrades—Caesar, Lu Mingfei, and Chu Zihang—stood between heaven and earth like mortals confronting gods, their gazes steady and without the slightest fear.

Tian's body trembled slightly, a deep hum filled the air, the seawater receded automatically beneath his feet, and he slowly stood up. The storm blew his black hair across his forehead, and a bronze glow emerged from beneath his skin. Power was burning, and his bloodline responded to the battlefield and the call of the world.

Caesar sensed the change in the atmosphere, turned around and glanced back, a carefree smile playing on his lips.

"Awake?" His voice was clearly audible in the storm.

Tian raised his head and met his gaze. His eyes were calm, and after a moment, he nodded gently.

Lu Mingfei looked up at the sky, his golden pupils narrowing slightly, and said softly, "It seems you're prepared too."

Chu Zihang did not speak. He simply raised the Dragon Cutter slowly, the blade blazing with flames, his gaze still cold and sharp.

The four exchanged a glance, without uttering a word. In that moment, all hesitation and doubt were cast aside. They carried the last hope of this world on their shoulders, and their enemy was the end itself.

Nidhogg looked down at them, a cold interest flickering in his golden eyes, his deep voice echoing through the heavens and earth: "Interesting... they actually dare to struggle."

A sudden gust of wind arose, and dark dragon breath filled the entire sky, its destructive aura sweeping across the heavens and earth. The dragon slowly raised its claws, pure darkness coalescing at their tips, and a devastating shockwave crashed down, directly crushing the four people.

In an instant, all four of them moved at the same time.

Caesar's storm erupted first, the air beneath his feet instantly solidified, a powerful updraft lifted him up, the low murmur of the wind demon echoed in his ears, his figure swept through the storm like lightning, wind blades like knives, the ferocious vampire scythe slashing towards Nidhogg's dragon wings.

Lu Mingfei's figure disappeared into the waves, the raging currents churning behind him. He slowly raised his hands, and the Word of the Serpent instantly activated, bio-electric currents spreading through the water, locking onto Nidhogg's aura. He took a deep breath, his five fingers suddenly clenching, and the seawater abruptly condensed, transforming into a ferocious water dragon, which roared and charged towards Nidhogg's chest under his control.

Chu Zihang moved with incredible speed. His feet shattered the water's surface, and he transformed into a streak of blazing light. Dragon Slash burst into flames amidst the storm, and the Word Spirit Blaze was unleashed at full power. The sword's edge sliced ​​through the air, leaving a long trail of flames as it pierced straight into Nidhogg's golden eyes.

Tian stood still, his gaze calm. He slowly raised his palm, and metallic patterns appeared in the air. The power of bronze and fire burned in his blood, and his skin shone with a bronze luster. The next instant, the ground beneath his feet suddenly exploded, the seawater was torn apart by the powerful impact, and his figure shot out like a cannonball. His fist was covered with blazing runes, and he slammed it directly towards Nidhogg's jaw.