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

The dean immediately approved the battle plan and ordered the entire school to mobilize. The professors began to quickly deploy the battle plan, the intelligence team continuously analyzed the enemy's defense strategies, and the team members prepared their equipment and weapons for the final battle.

A few hours later, all preparations were complete. The warriors of Kassel College were assembled, the aircraft were ready for takeoff, and everyone was in a state of high alert.

They knew that this battle would decide everything—if they failed, the world would be plunged into the abyss of destruction by the dragons' power; but if they succeeded, humanity would gain a glimmer of hope.

"Everyone, prepare to depart." The academy principal's voice echoed across the battlefield through the communicator, carrying boundless authority and determination. "The fate of Kassel College rests on this battle. May you return with honor and courage."

"We will definitely return victorious." Tian's voice was deep and firm. He stood at the forefront of the aircraft, his golden eyes flashing with a cold light.

As the aircraft started up, the team entered a tense departure state.

The aircraft sped through the night towards its target in the southwestern mountains. The distant mountains were shrouded in dark clouds, as if awaiting a final battle, and a heavy sense of oppression filled the air.

“This is our last chance,” Tian said calmly, his gaze fixed on the dark mountains in the distance. “We must succeed in one strike.”

“Of course.” Caesar shrugged slightly, his eyes shining with confidence. “Don’t worry, God, we will definitely win this war.”

Chu Zihang's blade trembled slightly in his hand, carrying a chilling killing intent. "This time, I will make the enemy pay the most painful price."

Although Lu Mingfei was still nervous, he knew there was no turning back. He took a deep breath and gripped his weapon tightly. "Alright, since this is the final battle, I'll fight with all my might."

The aircraft gradually approached the southwestern mountains, where distant peaks were becoming faintly visible—the final battlefield of this war. The energy fluctuations in the air grew increasingly intense, as if the entire earth was trembling with impending destruction.

"Target area reached." Norma's mechanical voice echoed inside the aircraft, tinged with tension. "The enemy's defenses are fully deployed, and the rune array is activating at an accelerated pace."

"Everyone, prepare for battle," Tian commanded in a low voice, a sharp light flashing in his golden eyes. "This time, we absolutely cannot fail."

Under the cover of night, the battle is about to begin.

The Kassel College squad members will face their most powerful enemy yet; a final battle that will decide their fate is about to unfold.

As the aircraft traversed the night sky and approached the southwestern mountains, a tense atmosphere filled the air.

Everyone remained silent, knowing that this mission would determine the fate of Kassel College and even the entire world. The enemy's ultimate plan—"Tears of the Dragon"—had been launched, and they had little time left. The distant mountains gradually emerged from the night, their peaks standing like colossal beasts, shrouded in dark clouds, filled with ominous signs.

"We've arrived." Tian stood in front of the cockpit, his gaze fixed on the front, his golden eyes flashing with a cold light.

He could sense the energy fluctuations emanating from the depths of the mountains; the power was strong and malevolent, seemingly intent on devouring everything. A palpable sense of oppression filled the air, as if the entire earth itself was trembling in fear of impending destruction.

“The enemy’s defenses are more complex than expected,” Chu Zihang said in a low voice, his gaze cold and resolute as he gripped the hilt of his sword. “We must go all out and not give them the slightest chance to complete their plan.”

Norma's mechanical voice came through the communicator, "The enemy's rune defenses are fully activated, and the energy of the Dragon's Tear is constantly increasing. We recommend launching an attack as soon as possible to prevent the runes from being fully completed."

Caesar chuckled, a hint of fighting spirit and fervor in his eyes. "This time the defenses are even tighter than before. It seems the Hermes family is really going all out. But we can't afford to lose."

“They have no way out, and neither do we,” Tian said in a low voice, his eyes sharp as swords. “This war must end here.”

Lu Mingfei was filled with tension and unease. Looking at the distant mountains, he muttered to himself, "This place looks really creepy... I'm not ready to deal with Dragon's Tears yet."

Although his words carried a hint of self-deprecation, his inner tension was palpable.

The aircraft gradually approached the ground, preparing to land.

As the aircraft slowed down, the outline of the southwestern mountains became clearer, and dark clouds rolled in the sky, as if foreshadowing a massive storm. A faint purple light emanated from the distant valleys—the energy fluctuations of the rune arrays—proving that the enemy's plan was nearing completion.

"Everyone, prepare for battle." Tian's voice was calm and firm, his golden eyes flashing with a sharp light. "The enemy is already on high alert. We must break through their defenses quickly and destroy the rune array directly."

The aircraft landed slowly at the edge of the mountainous area. The cabin door opened, and the four-person team quickly got ready and disembarked, entering a state of high alert.

A low rumble of thunder echoed across the sky, the wind howled, and a thick, decaying stench filled the air. Scattered across the ground were remnants of dragon ruins, ancient runes faintly visible, testifying that this place had once been one of the centers of dragon power.

“The aura emanating from these runes is very strange,” Chu Zihang said coldly, gripping the knife in his hand tightly. “The power of the Dragon’s Tear is surging from the ground, and the energy in the air is becoming increasingly violent.”

Caesar glanced around, a cold smile on his face. "The Hermes family certainly knows how to pick a location; this place is practically a natural fortress for dragons. However, we have the academy's elite warriors; they won't be able to easily defend this place."

"We must split up." Tian decisively gave the order, his golden eyes flashing with a cold light. "Caesar and Lu Mingfei, you lead a team to draw enemy fire and create chaos. Chu Zihang and I will be responsible for raiding the core of the rune array and destroying their plan."

"Understood." Chu Zihang nodded, his gaze cold and firm. "Confronting the enemy head-on is the most dangerous part. Tian, ​​you must find the rune core as soon as possible, otherwise our cover operation will be doomed."

“We will do our best.” Caesar shrugged slightly, a confident smile still on his face. “Lu Mingfei, stick close to me and don’t hold us back.”

"I will do my best!" Lu Mingfei replied nervously. Although he was still filled with unease, there was no turning back now, and he knew he had to give it his all.

The team quickly split into two groups.

Caesar led a small squad straight towards the enemy's outer defenses, while Tian and Chu Zihang advanced towards the core area along the rugged mountain path. As they drew closer, the light from the distant runes grew brighter, and the energy fluctuations in the air became increasingly violent, as if the entire earth was being torn apart by this power.

Caesar and Lu Mingfei soon encountered the first wave of resistance from the enemy.

The Hermes family warriors had already established a tight defensive line on the outer perimeter. The black-robed warriors, wielding runic weapons, had cold, stern faces, as if they were already prepared for a life-or-death battle. A hint of fanaticism shone in their eyes; they were determined to defend the dragon race's plan for revival to the death.

"They're here!" Caesar cocked both pistols, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips. "Don't let them underestimate us, fire!"

Bullets rained down on the enemy lines, flashes of fire streaked across the night sky, and the two sides clashed instantly, unleashing a fierce battle.

Caesar's marksmanship was impeccable; every bullet struck the enemy's vitals, and rune warriors fell one after another. But more enemies emerged from the shadows, attempting to redeploy their defenses.

Lu Mingfei stood at the back, cold sweat beading on his forehead. "Nidhogg's dream!"

He shouted, and a black aura instantly spread, enveloping a large number of enemies, attempting to weaken their fighting power through his words. But the number of opponents far exceeded his expectations; after each wave of enemies fell, more would rush up, seemingly endless.

"These guys are endless!" Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth, sweat dripping from his forehead. His physical strength was gradually approaching its limit, but he was still desperately holding on.

"Hold on, our mission is to hold them off!" Caesar shouted calmly, firing both guns at full power to suppress the enemy's counterattack. "Tianhe and Chu Zihang need time to find the rune core."

At the same time, Tian and Chu Zihang had already approached the central area of ​​the rune array.

The energy fluctuations here are exceptionally intense, and the ground is covered with intricate rune marks, each emitting a faint purple glow, as if carrying ancient power. The oppressive atmosphere in the air is almost suffocating, as if the gravity of the entire world has been concentrated here.