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

Caesar's gunshot rang out like thunder, the bullet carrying devastating force as it shot towards the Dragon King's eyes.

But the Dragon King's scales seemed to possess an incredibly powerful defense; bullets were neutralized by an invisible force as they approached its body, unable to cause any real damage.

“Its defenses are extremely strong,” Caesar said coldly, his brow furrowing slightly. “It seems we need to find its core.”

Lu Mingfei stood at the back, his body stiff, barely able to activate the Word of Power in his hand. He could feel that the Dragon King's power was suppressing his abilities, preventing him from using the Word of Power normally.

“What should I do…” Lu Mingfei’s heart was filled with fear and despair. He knew that he could not match the Dragon King in this battle.

A cold light flashed in Tian's golden eyes as his gaze was fixed on the rune core on the Dragon King's chest.

“Its runes are the key to its defense,” Tian said coldly, his twin pistols aimed steadily at the dark red runes. “Once its runes are destroyed, the defense will crumble.”

The Dragon King's roar shook the earth, and the entire rift in the sky trembled violently under its power.

The deep roar seemed to tear through the air, each sound like a call from ancient times, carrying an unstoppable destructive power. The Dragon King's wings suddenly flapped, the resulting gale tearing the surrounding rocks to shreds, and a black storm swept in all directions, as if to devour the entire world.

Chu Zihang's gaze remained calm. His blade drew a bright arc in the storm, quickly blocking the Dragon King's airflow.

His body was agile and swift, as if he were already accustomed to moving through this stormy battle. Every swing of his sword was precise and powerful, but he also realized that the Dragon King's power was not just physical; its domain was constantly expanding, gradually encroaching on the entire space.

“The Dragon King’s domain is stronger than any dragon we’ve encountered before,” Chu Zihang said in a low voice, his eyes fixed on the Dragon King’s chest. “We must find its rune core and break its domain.”

Caesar's bullets rained down on the Dragon King's eyes, but the black scales seemed to carry some ancient spell, deflecting all the attacks.

He gave a soft hum, his brow furrowing slightly. "It seems that ordinary attacks are completely ineffective; its runes are protecting it."

Lu Mingfei was so tense that he could barely move. The Word of Power in his hand, "Nidhogg's Dream," seemed to be completely suppressed by the Dragon King's domain, rendering it utterly useless. He could feel his power being completely devoured by the Dragon King's aura, and his body was almost out of his control.

"What do we do... we really can't beat it..." Lu Mingfei's heart pounded wildly, fear spreading through every cell of his body. Faced with such a powerful enemy, he felt more powerless than ever before, even feeling like he was just an insignificant bystander.

But Tian remained calm, his gaze cold and sharp, his golden eyes flashing with the light of death.

Purple-blue ghostly butterflies danced around him, swirling lightly around the Dragon King's massive body, as if searching for the line of death hidden within the runes. "The Dragon King's power is immense, but its defenses are not impenetrable," Tian said coldly, raising his twin pistols steadily, aiming at the dark red runes on the Dragon King's chest.

“Its rune core is the source of the domain. Once its runes are destroyed, the Dragon King’s defense and domain will collapse.” Tian quickly made a judgment, pulled the trigger, and two gunshots rang out like thunder, tearing through the air. The bullets, carrying the aura of death, rushed straight towards the runes.

However, the Dragon King reacted faster than anyone else.

Just as the bullet approached the core of the rune, it suddenly spread its wings, creating a powerful gust of air that instantly deflected the bullet off course. The sky was filled with the power of the dragon, an ancient and oppressive force that seemed to control the entire space.

"Damn it, it reacted too quickly," Caesar cursed under his breath, quickly adjusting his firing stance. "Looks like we need to find a way to stall it and give Tian more time."

"I'll hold it back." Chu Zihang shouted, and his blade flashed like lightning as he slashed at the Dragon King's wings.

His movements were as swift as a cheetah's, the blade drawing a cold arc in the air, aimed directly at the Dragon King's vitals. The Dragon King's reaction was equally rapid; its giant claws lashed out with devastating force, meeting Chu Zihang's attack head-on.

"Bam—!"

The blade and the dragon claw collided violently, producing a deafening roar. Chu Zihang's body was pushed back a few steps by the enormous impact, but he still stood firmly, his eyes filled with a chilling killing intent.

"Its power is too great; we must find its weakness!" Chu Zihang gritted his teeth, the blade in his hand gleaming coldly, ready to strike again at any moment.

Caesar quickly moved to the other side of the Dragon King and fired another bullet at its head, attempting to disrupt its movements.

Although the Dragon King's defenses were formidable, its movements were not without flaws. Caesar's bullets continued to approach, a flash of anger crossing its eyes, and it jerked its head violently, attempting to dodge the attack.

In that instant, Tian's golden eyes detected the weakness of the rune core.

The line of death was clearly visible before his eyes; it was the vulnerable point hidden within the Dragon King's massive body. Once struck, the Dragon King's runic defenses would instantly crumble.

"The opportunity has come," Tian said coldly, pulling the trigger. The bullet struck the line of death like a ghost.

"boom--!"

With a deafening explosion, the rune core on the Dragon King's chest was struck precisely. Its defenses crumbled instantly, the runes' radiance dimmed, and the domain power in the air gradually collapsed.

The Dragon King let out a deafening roar, his entire body trembling violently.

Its wings flapped violently, making the air currents even more turbulent, as if it were launching a final counterattack. But its power was no longer what it used to be; the collapse of the runes had weakened most of its abilities.

"Now is our chance!" Chu Zihang shouted coldly, rushing towards the Dragon King's vital parts, his blade flashing as he slashed at its neck.

Without hesitation, Caesar raised his gun and aimed at the Dragon King's head. The bullet fired again, hitting the Dragon King's eyes with perfect accuracy.

"I...I have to do something too!" Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth nervously, his inner fear gradually being suppressed by the urgency of the battle. He raised the Word of Power in his hand and fiercely released his last bit of power, "Nidhogg's Dream!"

Driven to the brink of destruction by multiple attacks, the Dragon King finally let out a painful roar, his massive body twisting in the air before crashing heavily to the edge of the rift in the sky.

The enormous dragon shadow gradually collapsed in the darkness, turning into countless fragments.

The air was filled with the silence that followed the end of the battle, with only the sealing stone tablet of the Rift of Heaven still shimmering with a faint light.

Chu Zihang stood where the Dragon King had fallen, his blade hanging low, his eyes still filled with the chilling edge of battle. Caesar sheathed his gun and chuckled softly, "Looks like we won."

"This is only a temporary victory," Tian said coldly, the light in his golden eyes gradually fading. "The power of the dragon race is far from over; more crises lie ahead."

Lu Mingfei slumped to the ground, panting heavily, his heart still pounding. "It's finally over... I thought we were all going to die here."

The crisis of the Rift in the Sky has been temporarily averted, but everyone knows that this battle is only the beginning of the dragon race's revival.

With the collapse of the seal, the power of the dragons will continue to permeate every corner of the world, and they must make more preparations for this war.

The fate of Kassel College remains uncertain, and the four-person team continues to stand at the forefront of the fight against the dragons.

The aftershocks of the battle gradually dissipated in the rift in the sky, but the oppressive atmosphere still enveloped the entire space.

Although the Dragon King was temporarily defeated, the power of the dragon race still lurked in the shadows. The sealing stone tablet of the Rift of Heaven emitted a faint light; the runes were still functioning, but no longer as stable as before, as if they might collapse again at any moment.

The four-person team stood on the edge of the Sky Rift. Although the battle was temporarily over, everyone's mood remained heavy.

Chu Zihang's gaze remained calm. He stood at the edge of the crack, looking down at the spot where the Dragon King had just appeared, his eyes slightly narrowed. Although the Dragon King's body had been reduced to countless fragments, he knew that this battle was far from over.