Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

Lu Mingfei didn't understand why a black dragon phantom appeared behind him.

He watched as the phantom of Odin riding an eight-legged steed appeared to his left, and the phantom of the giant whale Leviathan appeared to his right.

All the students at Kassel College huddled inside those buildings, never noticing such an expression on the face of the Night Watchman, Vice Principal Flamel.

They observed from the shadows. Although Kassel College did not charge them tuition, such a grand scene was a rare sight.

"Little devil, how could you possibly collude with the Dragon Kings? This isn't like you at all!"

Ye Jingchen said jokingly, his eyes calmly fixed on the afterimage of the little devil beside Lu Mingfei.

Faced with Ye Jingchen's question, the little devil instantly put away his crazy face, "I've been watching you all this way. I don't trust anyone else to take action against you."

After saying that, the little devil snapped his fingers!

However, neither the phantom of Odin nor the phantom of Leviathan made the first move, remaining in a wait-and-see attitude.

"Useless." The little devil glanced around and said disdainfully.

The white dragon pattern between Ye Jingchen's eyebrows flickered, and a flash of white light instantly knocked away the little devil's hand that was grabbing Ye Jingchen.

The white dragon behind him spread its wings and created a powerful gust of air!

The white scepter caused the three illusory figures before them—the imp, Odin, and Leviathan—to tremble, their faces showing fear.

“If that’s the case, then we have no choice but to do it that way,” the little devil said with a faint smile, turning to look at Lu Mingfei, “Brother!”

"Ah!" Lu Mingfei replied, at a loss, meeting the little devil's eyes. "What should I do now?"

"Brother, let's go together!" the little devil said.

Looking at the black and white dragon phantoms behind Ye Jingchen, Lu Mingfei nervously swallowed and nodded slightly, saying, "Alright then!"

The little devil reached out his hand to Lu Mingfei, "Brother, give me your hand!"

Lu Mingfei reached out and grasped the little devil's hand, squeezing it tightly!

In an instant.

A sudden burst of intense light blinded everyone for a moment!

A triangle appeared beneath Lu Mingfei's feet, which began to replicate and intersect to form a six-pointed star, and then a beam of light shot straight into the sky!

The light is gone!

Everyone opened their eyes again and looked in Lu Mingfei's direction!

Lu Mingfei was nowhere to be seen; he had long since vanished from the spot!

Lu Mingfei slightly opened his eyes. The buildings around him were constantly changing. He felt as if he had boarded a train that traveled through space, but the driver was a little devil.

The little devil gripped Lu Mingfei's hand tightly, dragging Lu Mingfei's little tail forward like a shooting star!

"Weren't we supposed to fight? Are we running away?" Lu Mingfei asked, looking at the back of the little devil's head.

Without turning his head, the little devil replied with a complaint, "Not run? Are we just going to stand there and wait to die? Those two damned guys, Odin and Leviathan, couldn't even spare their real bodies to come. What cowards."

Lu Mingfei didn't understand for a moment, "If we run away, what will happen to Kassel College?"

"You can barely take care of yourself, how can you have the mind to worry about that lousy academy?" the little devil replied, his steps not faltering in the slightest.

Lu Mingfei: "So where do we go now?"

Little devil: "Go see me."

Lu Mingfei: "Aren't you right here beside me? Why should I go see you?"

Little devil: "Hehe, my silly brother..."

At Kassel College.

The little devil's sneaky move of running away with Lu Mingfei.

In an instant, Odin's phantom and Leviathan stared at each other in bewilderment.

Leviathan glanced back, somewhat incredulous. "That guy just ran away like that?"

The pale blue will-o'-the-wisp flickered in Odin's single eye. "What else?"

Leviathan: "Then what about us?"

“Let’s fight him and see what happens. We can’t just lose our phantoms for nothing,” Odin said, gripping the reins with one hand and raising Gungnir with the other.

Odin's spear suddenly split into seven streams of light, each entwined with elemental turbulence of different colors.

The phantom of Leviathan transformed into a colossal wave, with three thousand deep-sea ice spikes emerging from its crest.

The lawn of Kassel College collapsed instantly in the clash of powers, and the alchemical barrier set up by the vice principal emitted a shriek of imminent collapse.

"You're already the Dragon King, yet you're still in such a hurry?" Ye Jingchen's nine golden tails suddenly pierced the void, pulling out countless bronze coffins from the ground beneath the Norton Mansion.

The moment the coffin lid was lifted, the feathers of the White King's dragon-wing sword and the Black King's reverse scale lit up simultaneously, and the entire space-time suddenly fell into an eerie stillness.

"This can't go on, the academy is doomed!" Vice Principal Flamel suddenly ripped off his brown cowboy jacket, revealing a dense array of alchemical tattoos on his chest:

"Everyone close your eyes! I'm about to initiate a blood sacrifice!"

But the students couldn't take their eyes off Ye Jingchen. His left hand was clenched tightly, and the starlight flowing between his knuckles was exactly the same as the remains of an unknown civilization that the Equipment Department had dug up in Antarctica.

Caesar's golden eyes suddenly shed tears of blood, and the Gattuso family's inherited Sky and Wind Pact was awakening.

Even though there was no blood on the hilt of Chu Zihang's Village Rain Sword, many raindrops still instantly condensed on it.

"Open!" Flamel activated the building defense alchemy array, stabilizing all the buildings on site.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the seven Gungnirs suddenly changed direction, pinning Leviathan's giant wave to mid-air.

“Odin! You…” Leviathan’s pupils suddenly contracted, the sight of Gungnir piercing through his body was unbelievable.

Odin turned and rode away, leaving behind only the words, "Hehe, there's a saying in the Dragon Kingdom: 'Better to die for your friend than for yourself.' The task of covering the rear is entrusted to you, Leviathan."

The little devil's laughter came from somewhere, saying, "Brother, look, those old fogies are starting to fight like dogs!"

Ye Jingchen's golden eyes suddenly went out, and in their place appeared a third eye behind him, flowing with starlight.

The ouroboros emblem on his chest rotated in reverse, and the White King's Yamata no Orochi and the Black King's wings appeared simultaneously.

The ground of Kassel College cracked open into twelve abysses, from which rose colossal bronze gates entwined with star rings.

Watching Odin enter his own Nibelungen.

"You're lucky you ran fast." With Ye Jingchen's whisper, the vice principal flew backward, spitting out blood.

The dragon blood within all the hybrids instantly boiled, Caesar's ears instantly became pointed, Chu Zihang's Sovereign Flame turned platinum gold, and even the students hiding in the basement grew dragon scales.

The phantom of Leviathan began to dissolve, horrified to discover that its authority was being devoured by the being behind the bronze door.

Ye Jingchen stepped on the star rings, gliding across the water, towards the nearest door. With each step, stardust drifted from his wounds.

"It's time to take your final bow, Leviathan. I look forward to the moment I meet the real you!"

The calm fountain surface suddenly reflected a horrifying scene: behind each bronze door lay a black dragon embryo, and inside the deepest door... was Nidhogg, devouring the World Tree!

The vice-principal suddenly tore open his alchemical matrix, turning the entire clock tower into an ice crystal cage:

"Run, you brats! This is the prelude to Ragnarok!"

But it's too late.

The moment Ye Jingchen's fingertips touched the door, twelve world-destroying incantations were activated simultaneously.

Odin's lingering Gungnir phantom vanished in a time paradox, and Leviathan's giant waves froze into black crystal.

The alchemical barriers on the buildings of Kassel College began to dissipate, and fragments of the Dead Sea Scrolls, inscribed with dragon script, emerged from every brick and stone.

Ye Jingchen turned to Flamel and instantly appeared in front of him. "Use the academy's artificial intelligence to spread the message. Begin the attack on Leviathan, the king of the ocean and water, tomorrow!"

“Although slaying dragons is the sacred duty of Kassel College, in the end… I will not allow the college to become your personal tool…” Flamel coughed softly, raising his hand to wipe away a smear of blood from the corner of his mouth.

“Vice Principal, you seem to have missed one thing: in the world of hybrids, it’s my turn to speak now.”

Ye Jingchen raised his right hand and clenched his fist in front of Flamel, making it as hard as a rock!

Upon hearing this, Flamel took out his phone and made a call. "Hello? Angers, where are you? What's the situation with the board of directors?"

Angers: "I'm in China now. The board of directors has already held a meeting, and we're in a very passive situation."

Flamel: "Passive? What do you mean? How passive?"

Angers: "Most of the families have already been subdued by Ye Jingchen's side, and their territories have fallen into the hands of the Dragon Kings. Now, only the Gattuso family and that guy who likes to hide haven't made a statement yet, but I estimate they won't last much longer."

Flamel: "So, now even the board of directors is in his hands?"

Angers: "That's it, I'm hanging up."

Flamel was deeply disturbed after hearing the phone hang up; the dial tone continued to ring...

The phantom of Leviathan let out its final hiss within the black crystal, and the fountain pool throughout the Kassel College suddenly boiled.

Ye Jingchen's third eye swept across the dome of the administration building, and the bronze school badge hanging there shattered, revealing the alchemical core inside, which was flowing with a ghostly blue fluorescence.

“Norma, I know you can hear me. Execute my command.”

Ye Jingchen pointed his fingertip at the air, and dense dragon-script codes appeared in the air. "Send deep-sea coordinates to all ports in the Pacific Ocean."

The AI's electronic voice trembled unusually as Eva abruptly revoked Norma's control, announcing, "Authorization in progress... Highest-level command sequence detected!"

Flamel suddenly ripped off the alchemical tattoo and slammed it to the ground, the blood-drawn inverted pentagram instantly enveloping the control room: "In short, I haven't received any instructions yet, you..."

His words were frozen in his throat. The black dragon phantom behind Ye Jingchen gently swayed its tail, and the vice principal was instantly sent flying, crashing into the surface of the bronze gate. The same dragon patterns as the gate appeared on his skin.

"In 1123 AD, you resurrected the Death Servants using alchemy in Iceland." Ye Jingchen stroked the patterns on the door. "Should I finish reciting the 731st taboo of the Abrahamic Covenant?"

The vice-principal's pupils contracted sharply; this secret should have been buried forever with the Greenland Sea operation.

Suddenly, the roar of engines came from afar, and twelve Gulfstream fighters bearing the Gattuso family crest tore through the clouds.

A female student pointed to the sky and exclaimed, "Hey, look! There's an airplane in the sky!"

Caesar's dragon scales rippled behind his ears as he tucked the Desert Eagle he was holding back into his belt, pointing towards the group of aircraft: "These are my father's men."

"Perfect timing." Ye Jingchen chuckled, and his nine golden tails suddenly pierced into the fighter jet formation.

The latest alchemical missiles transformed into a shower of light amidst a storm of metal, but then mysteriously condensed into bronze petals as they fell.

A projection of Pompeii Gattuso emerges from the rain of petals; the philandering patriarch is rarely seen in formal military uniform.

"The dining table in this new era needs knives and forks, so why rush to overturn the table?"

He raised his hand and tossed out a bronze die, its face engraved with storm runes of the sky and the King of Wind.

Suddenly, the sound of whales echoed throughout the Pacific Ocean, and the frozen giant waves collapsed in response.

The white dragon pattern between Ye Jingchen's brows suddenly dimmed, and the stardust wrapped around his ankles became momentarily disordered.

"It really is related to Antarctica." The vice-principal coughed up blood and grinned maliciously. "What your Gattuso family salvaged from the icy sea wasn't the remains of the Dragon King at all..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Zihang's Village Rain suddenly let out a dragon's roar.

The platinum flames condensed on the blade began to burn in reverse, and the sovereign flames spread uncontrollably along the arm.

On his gradually dragon-like retina, all the embryos inside the bronze gates were moving in sync.

"Senior brother!" Susie screamed from the basement.

The students who had been hiding inside the building began to convulse, their bones making a sickening, grotesque sound as they deformed.

Zero huddled in a corner of the library when a tattered page of the Dead Sea Scrolls in her hand suddenly burst into flames, the ashes forming a black mark in her palm.

Ye Jingchen suddenly pressed his temple, and blood tears flowed from the third eye of the starlight behind him.

The sound of a mirror shattering came from the bottom of the fountain. The little devil dragged Lu Mingfei out of the mercury mirror, followed by a person whose body was wrapped in chains.

"Surprised?" The little devil snapped his fingers, and Zero's chains suddenly pierced through the twelve bronze doors. "Brother said he wanted to bring you a souvenir~"

Lu Mingfei's face still showed the dazed feeling of traversing the Nibelungen, but the dragon claw in his hand had automatically combined into a blood-red giant scythe.

The moment he looked up and met Ye Jingchen's gaze, all the clocks at Kassel College suddenly reversed, and the withered dragon blood flowers on the lawn grew back into towering trees.

"Time Zero Modified? You've modified the Word of Power again?" Pompeii's projection began to flicker. "Impossible! This is..."

"Shh—" the little devil put a finger to his lips, "The show is just beginning."

The bronze door at the deepest part of the room burst open with a roar, and the phantom of Nidhogg, who was gnawing on the World Tree, suddenly stopped.

On his rugged back were the seven swords of Damocles that were supposed to have disappeared in the Greenland Sea.

Chu Zihang's Murasame suddenly flew out of his hand and resonated with the mythical weapons in the academy.

Ye Jingchen's nine golden tails exploded simultaneously, and starlight blood splattered onto the bronze door.

All the doors began to vibrate in unison, and a black, asphalt-like substance seeped from the cracks.

Caesar suddenly clutched his head and knelt down. From the depths of his memory, a scene he had never experienced before surfaced: his younger self riding on Pompeii's neck, staring at a giant shadow beyond the stars.

“Son, come to your father!” Pompeii’s projection distorted in the data stream as he reached out his hand to Caesar.