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

Lu Mingfei and Tian have returned to the academy. Although the battle at the ruins of the Bronze and Fire Kings has ended, the shadow of that battle has not yet dissipated. Lu Mingfei feels as if he is in the midst of a huge mystery, containing both the secrets of the academy and Tian's mysterious past.

Just a few days after the two returned to the academy, a sudden, urgent alarm sounded over the campus. Lu Mingfei jumped out of bed, dressed quickly, and rushed to the academy's command center. He knew that this alarm meant the resurgence of the dragon race's power, and the academy was about to dispatch an elite team to deal with the new threat.

When he arrived at the command room, Chu Zihang was already waiting on the side, his face stern.

"What happened?" Lu Mingfei asked nervously.

Chu Zihang's eyes flickered slightly, but his tone remained cold and steady: "The intelligence department has just detected an unusually strong dragon energy fluctuation, located deep in the forest not far from the academy. The target this time may be the remains of another ancient king of the dragon race—the Black King Nidhogg."

"Nidhogg the Black King?!" Lu Mingfei's heart skipped a beat, and legends about this dragon king flashed through his mind. Nidhogg was the king who controlled death and destruction, and was once a formidable enemy of the King of Bronze and Fire. Legend has it that his power could destroy everything, and his will is said to still linger in some ruins.

“We need to act immediately.” Chu Zihang’s voice left no room for doubt. “The academy has already sent agents to investigate, but the situation is complicated. The power of the dragons is resurfacing. You and Tianjiang will form a team to provide follow-up support for the investigation.”

Upon hearing Tian's name, Lu Mingfei's heart tightened. Although he and Tian had already cooperated once in the battle of the ruins, he always felt an invisible distance between them whenever he faced this cold and mysterious companion.

Under the cover of night, Lu Mingfei and Tian embarked on their mission deep into the forest.

The forest was utterly silent, broken only by the occasional gust of wind from afar. The two walked one after the other through the towering ancient trees, their eyes warily scanning their surroundings. A faint dragon aura permeated the air, sending a chill down their spines.

"Is the target the Black King's remains this time?" Tian suddenly asked in a low voice, his gaze still cold, but his tone carrying a hint of inquiry.

Lu Mingfei nodded, trying to suppress his nervousness: "Yes, it is said that his remains are in this forest, and the academy's intelligence department believes that the power of the dragons is gathering there."

Tian remained silent for a moment, then said coldly, "If it is the power of the Black King, the danger we may encounter is even greater than that of the King of Bronze and Fire."

Lu Mingfei frowned, a faint sense of fear creeping into his heart. The King of Bronze and Fire was already an existence that could not be easily dealt with, but the power of the Black King Nidhogg was even more terrifying. His destructive power could destroy everything, even the life force of the world.

“However, we have an advantage,” Tian suddenly added, a hint of hidden confidence in his tone, “The power of the Bronze and Fire King has suppressed the Black King’s resurgence to some extent. If we can find the Black King’s core, we can completely stop the spread of his power.”

Lu Mingfei was stunned, wondering to himself: How did Tian know all this? How deep is his connection with the Dragon Clan?

The two continued on their way and eventually came to an open area. On this desolate land stood a ruined ancient altar, and in the center of the altar, a huge skeleton was half-buried in the ground, emitting a faint black light.

"That's the Black King's remains?" Lu Mingfei stared dumbfounded at the enormous skeleton, a chill creeping into his heart.

“Yes.” Tian’s voice remained calm, but he was also aware of the danger at the moment. “His power has not yet fully recovered, but this level of dragon might is enough to overwhelm us.”

At that moment, the ground of the altar suddenly trembled violently, and a strong energy wave erupted from the remains.

A crack appeared in the sky, and black energy spread rapidly, as if a sleeping dragon was breaking free from its seal. The dragon bone let out a low roar, as if awakening from hell.

"We have to act immediately!" Tian quickly raised his two guns and charged straight towards the altar, the bullets carrying great penetrating power, hitting the center of the dragon bone.

"Boom! Boom!"

The bullets struck the dragon bones, sparking bursts of fire. However, the Black King's skeleton seemed to be cursed, still slowly writhing, as if trying to reassemble into a complete form.

Lu Mingfei's heart pounded. He knew this battle wouldn't be as simple as dealing with the King of Bronze and Fire. The Black King's power wasn't just destructive; it also carried an evil will, enough to distort reality.

The crack in the sky grew wider and wider, and the black shadow of a dragon gradually appeared.

“We can’t defeat it directly; we must find the core of the seal,” Tian said coldly, his gaze fixed on the faint light beneath the altar. “That’s the only place that can suppress the Black King’s power.”

Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth, his heart filled with unease. He quickly ran down the altar, trying to find the core. However, the black energy released by the dragon bones surged towards him like a tidal wave, pushing him almost to the point of being unable to move forward.

"Damn it, this power is too strong!" Lu Mingfei roared with difficulty.

Just as he was about to be swallowed by the dark energy, Tian suddenly appeared beside him, grabbing his shoulder tightly and pulling him back from the dark wave.

"You cannot die here." Tian's voice was cold and firm. "Without you, we cannot complete the seal."

Lu Mingfei, panting heavily, barely managed to stand. He looked up at the sky, secretly surprised that this young man had saved him at the crucial moment. He had always thought of Tian as just a cold-blooded dragon slayer, but now he realized that Tian might be more complex than he had imagined.

"Go!" Tian gave the order, and the two rushed towards the core of the altar. The surrounding dark power surged continuously, as if it would completely devour them, but they still did not stop.

Finally, as they approached the center of the altar, they saw the shimmering core.

It was a crystal emitting a faint blue light, suspended above the dragon bones. It was this crystal that sustained the Black King's resurrection.

"That's the core!" Lu Mingfei shouted. "We have to destroy it!"

Tian swiftly raised his gun, a chilling killing intent flashing in his eyes. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a low roar suddenly echoed in the air—the Black King's remaining will seemed to sense their intentions and launched its final struggle.

Black flames erupted from the dragon bones, engulfing the entire altar. The temperature in the air rose sharply, as if the whole world was about to be burned to ashes in this sea of ​​fire.

"Hurry! We can't delay any longer!"

Tian's twin pistols emitted a piercing gunshot, the bullets hurtling straight towards the crystal. At the same time, Lu Mingfei desperately mobilized the power within his body, attempting to suppress this evil force using the sealing technique taught to him by the academy.

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The black flames in the sky seemed to devour everything, and Lu Mingfei was so overwhelmed by the intense pressure that he could barely breathe.

At that moment, Tian's eyes suddenly became incredibly sharp, and a golden light shone in his pupils. That light was like the golden eyes of a dragon, carrying an irresistible pressure that seemed to be able to penetrate the illusion and reality of all things in the world.

"Word of Power: The Butterfly of Instant Death".

As the deep voice of the heavens resounded, the air suddenly turned icy, as if time itself had frozen for a moment because of the appearance of this incantation. Purple-blue ghost butterflies silently emerged from behind him, fluttering lightly in the air with a deadly beauty, each one like an embodiment of death.

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened suddenly; he had never seen such a bizarre and powerful incantation. The butterflies seemed to have no physical form, but each time they flew, they left a purple-blue streak in the air, revealing a hidden line of death within the streak.

“This is…” Lu Mingfei murmured, unable to suppress the shock in his heart.

"The Butterfly of Instant Death." Tian's voice remained indifferent, but his golden eyes flashed with endless chill. He raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the purple-blue ghostly butterfly immediately swooped down towards the Black King's remains above the altar.