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

Chapter 286 is over.

Nidhogg suddenly turned his head, his golden eyes cold and indifferent. Dark runes spread out, and the terrifying dragon's might tore the wind blades into countless fragments. But just as it suppressed Caesar, a sword blade burning with blazing white flames swept past like a comet, piercing straight for Nidhogg's throat!

"Monarch's Flame - Extreme Burning!"

Chu Zihang emerged from the storm, his golden eyes icy cold. His bloodline was completely out of balance, the radiance of the bronze throne covered his entire body, and his bones creaked from excessive strengthening. His Dragon Cutter burned to its limit, the blade carrying a temperature of over three thousand degrees, leaving a blazing white trail that tore through space in the air, aiming straight for Nidhogg's vitals!

Nidhogg roared, and dark runes suddenly spread out, forming a destructive energy shield. The Dragon Cutter blade pierced into it, but it was stuck between the scales and could not go any further!

"Break it for me!!"

Chu Zihang gritted his teeth, his golden eyes suddenly contracted, his blood was burning, the veins on his arms bulged, and the Dragon Cleaver, under his full power, suddenly expanded its flames, instantly breaking through its limit!

The scales on Nidhogg's throat were torn apart by the blazing white flames, and blood splattered everywhere!

It's injured!

But that’s not enough!

The air suddenly exploded, and a golden meteor shot straight into Nidhogg's chest. Tian's golden eyes burned with scorching light, and bronze and fire runes appeared on his body. His fist was wrapped in a destructive shockwave, and the air beneath his feet was shattered. He soared into the sky like a war god and smashed down to meet Nidhogg's dragon claw!

"Bronze Bursting Fist—!"

boom--! ! !

The bronze-colored fist slammed into Nidhogg's chest, the terrifying impact bursting through his scales. Nidhogg's body jolted violently, a trace of pain appearing in his golden eyes. A terrifying shockwave appeared in the air, and the ocean split open under the aftershock of this punch!

But that's still not enough!

Caesar's storm, Chu Zihang's sovereign flames, and Tian's fist have already suppressed Nidhogg to its limit, but it still has not fallen. It is still the Dragon of the End and has not yet met its true death.

However, at this moment——

Lu Mingfei's lips slowly curled up, his palm digging deep into Nidhogg's scales, blood-red runes now completely covering Nidhogg's body. His voice was deep and resonant, carrying an undeniable authority: "Now, kneel down."

"Bloodline Bonds - Deprivation".

In an instant, Nidhogg's golden eyes widened, the power of its bloodline began to be frantically stripped away, its dragon blood flowed backward, its genetic chain collapsed madly, its body trembled, and its power... was being taken away!

impossible!

It roared suddenly, and dark dragon breath surged forth once more, but at that very moment—

Caesar, Chu Zihang, and Tian roared simultaneously!

"kill--!!"

Caesar's storm transformed into blades that tore everything apart, and raging wind demons swept in all directions from his center. The air swirled around him into a silver tornado, and his figure shot straight toward Nidhogg's head like lightning!

Chu Zihang's Dragon Slash burned to its limit, the blood vessels in his hands burst, and his golden eyes were filled with an indomitable killing intent. With a final roar, his sword slashed through the air and headed for Nidhogg's neck!

Tian's fist burned with the brilliance of bronze and fire. His bones were completely shattered by this blow, but his golden eyes were filled with determination. His fist went straight for Nidhogg's heart, determined to tear this world-destroying dragon apart!

At this moment, the body of the Dragon of the End completely shattered!

boom--! ! ! !

The destructive shockwave swept across the heavens and the earth, tearing the ocean apart, howling storms, burning flames, splattering dragon blood, and shaking the world.

Nidhogg's golden eyes dimmed, its dragon body trembled violently, dark runes crumbled on its surface, and its dragon blood flowed silently. Its body slowly collapsed, its voice low and resentful: "...You...in the end...are just...descendants of dragons..."

Its dragon eyes slowly closed, and its massive body crashed into the ocean, as if the world had come to a brief moment of stillness.

The storm has stopped.

The dark dragon breath dissipated.

The four figures stood on the shattered earth, their golden eyes still burning, but their bodies had reached their limits. Caesar's storm gradually subsided, Chu Zihang's Dragon Slash dimmed, Tian's fist trembled and loosened, blood dripping from his fingertips, while Lu Mingfei's crimson radiance slowly faded, a faint smile playing on his lips as he murmured:

Did we win...?

No one answered him.

The world has finally found peace.

The sea breeze swept across the battlefield, the tide gently lapped against the broken surface of the sea, and the air was filled with the stench of blood and the lingering breath of dragons. The world seemed to stop turning at that moment; the darkness dissipated, the corpse of the Dragon of the End sank into the ocean, its massive wings slowly descending, like a collapsing mountain, swallowed by the endless sea.

The four people stood on the wreckage of the storm, their golden eyes still burning, but their bodies were nearing their limit.

As Caesar's storm subsided, his chest heaved violently, and the dragon scales on his body gradually faded, revealing his flesh and blood. He knelt on one knee, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his nerves still screaming as if he would completely collapse at any moment.

Chu Zihang's Dragon Cutter had completely extinguished, and the blade was covered with cracks. His hands were cracked from overuse of the Bronze Throne and the King's Servant, and blood was slowly dripping from his fingertips, but he still stood straight and his eyes remained cold.

The bronze glow of the sky was fading, his bones were cracked from the impact, every muscle was aching as if being torn apart, and his fist remained in the throwing posture, as if his body had not yet accepted the fact that the battle was over.

And Lu Mingfei——

He stood on the sea, his body swaying slightly. The crimson light slowly faded, his pupils returned to black from gold, and his face was deathly pale. He could feel his life rapidly slipping away, as if the dragon blood within him was being drained, and his consciousness was being pulled into a dark abyss.

"elder brother."

A familiar voice echoed in my mind, tinged with amusement and pity.

"Looks like you won."

Lu Mingfei breathed softly, a faint smile appearing on his lips. He didn't respond to Lu Mingze's words, but slowly raised his head to look at the sky.

The sky had returned to its original color, the dark haze had dissipated, and sunlight shone through the clouds onto the sea, illuminating the ravaged battlefield.

Finally... it's over.

He tried to laugh, but a metallic taste rose in his throat, and the next second, his body suddenly lurched forward!

"Lu Mingfei!"

Caesar suddenly stood up, wanting to rush over to support him, but his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Chu Zihang's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his body acted faster than his thoughts. With a single step, he appeared beside Lu Mingfei and caught his swaying body.

Tian slowly walked forward, his face expressionless, but his fists were still clenched, as if he was still unable to shake off the afterglow of the battle.