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

Inside Kassel College, the night grew deeper, and the tense atmosphere made everyone feel oppressed.

The professors were still busy in the command center, the intelligence on the screens constantly updating, the movements of the remaining Hermes family forces becoming increasingly clear. The academy was brightly lit, but it couldn't mask the unsettling stillness in the air. The distant mountain silhouettes appeared and disappeared in the night sky, as if foreshadowing an impending storm.

"There can be no mistakes in this battle." The academy president stood in front of the command table, his gaze stern, his voice deep and powerful, echoing in the operations room.

The professors nodded and quickly began operating their instruments.

“According to the latest intelligence, the Hermes family has already gathered in the western mountains and is preparing for the final ritual,” a professor said nervously. “We must act before they complete the ritual, otherwise, the power of the dragons will be completely unleashed.”

After a moment of contemplation, the academy headmaster finally made up his mind: "Let's set off immediately to stop the dragons' plan to revive."

Meanwhile, Tian, ​​Chu Zihang, Caesar, and Lu Mingfei are all ready to face this final battle.

The four stood side by side in the academy's war room, each with different emotions as they faced the impending battle.

"It seems our mission is clear now." Caesar chuckled softly, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes. "Finally, we'll be facing these dragon followers face to face."

“This time we are facing not only the Hermes family,” Chu Zihang said coldly, his eyes sharp and resolute. “Backed by an even more powerful force—the true core power of the Dragon Clan. We cannot afford to be complacent.”

Tianze stood by the window, his golden eyes flashing slightly as he calmly analyzed the battle situation. "The Hermes family is no longer hiding; their plan is about to unfold in full. Our only chance is to destroy their rune core before they complete their ritual."

“That being said…” Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, still feeling extremely nervous, with a bead of cold sweat forming on his palms, “but this enemy is more dangerous than ever before.”

Caesar patted him on the shoulder and laughed, "Don't worry, with us here, the plan to revive the dragons won't succeed."

"I hope so." Lu Mingfei chuckled self-deprecatingly, though he was still somewhat uneasy.

The urgency of the mission silenced the four men, and they quickly boarded a tactical aircraft bound for the western mountains.

As the aircraft took off, Kassel College was gradually left behind, while dark clouds still shrouded the sky, foreshadowing an inevitable storm.

The aircraft passed through layers of clouds and mist, and the mountains ahead gradually came into view.

A faint purple light emanated from the distant mountains, the Hermes family conducting a ritual. The energy fluctuations of the runes flickered in the air, carrying a strong dragon aura.

“It seems we’ve arrived just in time,” Tian said calmly, his sharp gaze fixed on the light ahead. “The ceremony has already begun, but we still have time.”

“We must find the rune core as soon as possible,” Chu Zihang said, gripping the hilt of his sword, his eyes cold and resolute. “We cannot allow them any chance to complete the ritual.”

As the aircraft gradually approached the ground, the surrounding scenery became increasingly desolate, the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and purple light appeared faintly in the distant mountains.

"The Abyss of Shadows"—this is one of the sources of dragon power, and the place chosen by the Hermes family to perform their rituals. The atmosphere here is decaying and evil, as if the entire earth trembles in anticipation of the dragons' awakening.

When the aircraft landed, the four people quickly got ready and disembarked, immediately entering a state of high alert.

"Prepare for battle," Tian said coldly, cocking his twin pistols, the light in his golden eyes as sharp as a sword.

Chu Zihang's blade gleamed coldly in the moonlight, his eyes fixed on only one goal—to destroy the power of the dragon race.

"Let's go," he said in a low voice, quickly leading his squad forward.

The four of them quickly approached the center of the ritual, which was shimmering with purple light, and the surrounding atmosphere became increasingly ominous.

They soon discovered that the Hermes family's rune warriors had already set up a defensive line around the ceremony. The black-robed warriors held rune weapons and had cold eyes, as if they had been completely controlled by the power of the dragons.

"Looks like these guys are ready." Caesar chuckled, cocking both pistols with a confident smile on his face. "But they can't stop me."

Lu Mingfei was still nervous, but he knew there was no turning back now.

"Can we really win?" he muttered to himself, clutching the incantation "Don't die" in his hand, ready to provide support at any moment.

With a deep horn blast, the battle erupted instantly.

The rune warriors launched the first attack, their rune weapons flashing with purple light as they charged towards the four-person team with a strong dragon aura.

Chu Zihang flashed his blade, slashing swiftly and fiercely at the enemy in front of him. The blade light drew a cold line in the night, directly severing the rune warrior's defense.

"Don't let them get close to the center of the ceremony!" he shouted coldly, quickly engaging the more enemies rushing towards him.

Tian unleashed a barrage of firepower with both pistols, bullets streaking like meteors towards the enemy's vitals. Each bullet was incredibly accurate, successfully repelling one rune warrior after another.

“These guys are just cannon fodder, we have to be faster,” he said, a calm, analytical glint in his eyes.

Caesar moved nimbly across the battlefield like the wind, his dual pistols unleashing devastating firepower, each bullet carrying deadly penetrating force.

“These rune warriors are no match for us!” he laughed, easily repelling an approaching enemy.

Although Lu Mingfei was still nervous, he did not back down.

"Nidhogg's Dream!" he shouted, and a black aura instantly spread, trapping several rune warriors who were trying to break through the defenses, buying the squad precious time.

As the rune warriors were gradually driven back, the four-man squad finally approached the center of the ritual.

Before them, the purple runes shone ever brighter as the priests of the Hermes family performed their final incantation, holding rune-inscribed staffs and their eyes gleaming with fanaticism.

"We must destroy their magic array immediately!" Tian said coldly, the light in his golden eyes growing even sharper. "This is our last chance."

Chu Zihang nodded, and the blade flashed coldly again, pointing directly at the center of the priests.

"I'll destroy the rune core, the rest of you cover me!" he said, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.

The four-person team moved swiftly, the purple light gradually intensified, the incantations of the ritual echoed in the air, and the tension on the battlefield grew even stronger.

The moment of decisive battle has arrived.

As the purple light grew brighter, the entire battlefield seemed to be enveloped in an indescribable sense of urgency.

The clouds in the sky grew thicker, and darkness enveloped the earth like a giant net. The power of the dragons surged in the air, as if erupting from the depths of the earth, pressing down on everyone's nerves. The priests of the Hermes family stood in the center of the magic circle, chanting ancient and mysterious incantations that, imbued with the power of the dragons, were slowly activating the dormant runes.

Tian stood at the forefront, his gaze calm, the light in his golden eyes growing ever sharper.

He quickly scanned the runic array ahead, composed of countless ancient runes, layered upon each other, as if weaving a complex energy net that firmly locked the dragons' power within. If these runes weren't destroyed quickly, they wouldn't be able to stop the dragons' complete awakening.

“We don’t have time,” Tian said in a low voice, cocking his guns and fixing his gaze on the most dazzling rune in the center of the magic circle. “We must destroy these runes and break their ritual.”

"The enemy will react quickly," Chu Zihang coldly reminded, the blade in his hand gleaming. "The rune defenses are too complex; we must split up."

Caesar smiled slightly, easily cocking his twin pistols, his face displaying his usual confidence. "Split up? That's more interesting." He looked ahead with a cold smile. "You deal with those rune priests, I'll handle these rune warriors in our way."

“Then I’ll take care of the cover.” Lu Mingfei swallowed nervously, but he knew there was no turning back now. “Don’t die” gradually took shape in his hands, and black energy swirled around him. “I will try my best to suppress them.”

As the four decided on their respective actions, the battle broke out once again.

Purple light danced across the battlefield, the priests' chants grew louder and louder, and rune warriors began to surge toward them from all directions, trying to stop their attack.