Dragon Raja: The Divine Man Lu Mingfei

The weather was clear and cloudless.

What should have been a delightful day was perceived by countless living beings on Earth as carrying an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Neither humans, hybrids, nor dragons knew they were on the verge of extinction. Only the highest-ranking pure-blooded dragons could feel an invisible and intangible terrifying pressure acting upon them.

The pressure was like a heavy mountain, making one's chest feel tight and even breathing difficult; it was also like a sharp sword held high by an invisible hand, its chilling edge seemingly already touching the neck, making one's heart pound with fear, and no one knew when that fatal blow would suddenly fall.

"Hey, brother, no, no, it's not that bad, it really isn't..."

Lu Mingze rushed forward and grabbed Lu Mingfei's arm to stop him:

"Brother, this little bit of dark history is really nothing. Look at this world, who doesn't have a little bit of dark history?"

The past is like a little mud stain on your clothes; just pat it off and it's gone. What matters is the future! Now you've returned as the mighty Dragon King, walking with an air of authority. Who would dare to secretly look down on you?

And there are countless wonderful things in this world that you've never experienced in the other world. It's such a waste to just destroy the world like this, isn't it...?

Lu Mingze was momentarily unsure whether Lu Mingfei was too radical or he himself was too conservative.

Logically speaking, shouldn't this kind of major event that threatens to destroy humanity be the one that this devil throws out first, and then Lu Mingfei puts on that compassionate savior act and tries his best to stop him?

But now, Lu Mingfei is spouting nothing but world-destroying ravings, while this devil, who always enjoys disrupting the world, is standing aside, terrified, desperately trying to pull Lu Mingfei back.

Lu Mingze couldn't help but groan inwardly. What kind of situation was this? Was he, the professional villain, being forced to take on the role of a righteous savior of the world today?

Lu Mingfei remained unmoved by his persuasion, continuing to gather his spiritual power, intending to deliver a severe blow to the life forms on this planet.

"Brother, please calm down, okay? Even if it's not for others, think about yourself. I know you're very powerful now, capable of destroying all life on this planet with a mere thought, but your body is still so weak... You want to leave here, but the universe is so vast, and danger lurks everywhere. Your body simply can't withstand a long journey. What will I do if something happens to you? Please don't do anything foolish, okay?"

"Besides, brother, with your current strength, isn't this world your backyard? You've been fighting and killing over there for hundreds of millions of years, how tiring! Why not stay here and be a hands-off manager, bask in the sun, eat delicious food, and replenish your lost energy? When your strength is fully restored, it's not too late to think about destroying planets then!"

Lu Mingze continued to reason with him, appealing to his emotions.

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei paused in his mental concentration. He frowned and pondered for a few seconds, increasingly agreeing with Lu Mingze's words—his current physical body was indeed as fragile as paper; forget about finding a new planet to settle on, it would probably fall apart as soon as it left the atmosphere. He might as well take the easy way out and strengthen his body first.

"Well... since it's your request, Brother Lao, I'll reluctantly grant it."

"Sigh, you're right. I've conquered countless worlds, and I'm really tired. It's time to enjoy myself."

"Yes, yes, brother, you made such a great contribution to the world in your past life, it's time for the world to give back to you." Seeing Lu Mingfei withdraw his power, Lu Mingze nodded repeatedly. Then, as if he had thought of something, he showed a regretful expression and continued:

"Alas, it's a pity my true form is trapped in the Arctic and cannot personally serve my brother..."

He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "body" in an attempt to attract Lu Mingfei's attention.

Lu Mingfei fell for the trap as expected. He carefully examined Lu Mingze and said:

"No wonder you don't look too good, brother. Just say what's on your mind, and I'll help you as much as I can."

Lu Mingze's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he quickly moved closer to Lu Mingfei, pouring out his troubles:

"Waaaaah, brother, you have no idea how miserable I've been. Ever since Zero was captured by Lu Lincheng, you've been in a coma. Later, they even stripped your consciousness from Zero, so you don't know anything. But I've always been conscious. I could feel all the experiments they did on me. Later, my strength recovered a little, which is why I can stand in front of you like this."

Hearing that coquettish, ingratiating tone, Lu Mingfei got goosebumps. He pushed Lu Mingze away with one hand and said with a look of disdain:

"Ugh, disgusting! Don't try to act cute and cuddly with me..."

Lu Mingfei frowned and stepped back, but as soon as he finished speaking, the disdain on his face instantly turned into a strange look, his eyes fixed on Lu Mingze, full of suspicion:

"Wait a minute, the Lu Mingze I know is even more cunning than a fox. He always has a backup plan in place. Why would you come begging to me? Tell me! Who are you? How dare you impersonate my brother!"

Before Lu Mingze could even speak, Lu Mingfei had already clenched his fist, ready to strike him in the face.

"No, no, no, brother! It really is me! This is a huge misunderstanding!" Lu Mingze's voice trembled with anxiety as he watched the fist getting closer and closer. He blurted out, "I really did have the script all planned out. You were supposed to come and save me naturally in a few years..."

He had only spoken halfway when he suddenly covered his mouth as if he had been burned, his eyes darting around in a panic, as if he had accidentally revealed some secret.

Lu Mingfei's fist froze in mid-air, but his ears perked up instantly, pinpointing the key word. He squinted and asked again, "Hmm? Script? What script? Explain yourself!"

"Hahaha, bro, you must have misheard! What script? I was just making it up... Hahaha! Oh, right, I've got a big surprise for you—a harem! Three stunning beauties, each with her own unique charm, guaranteed to drive you wild!"

Lu Mingze tried to smooth things over with a forced smile, frantically trying to change the subject, his smile stiff as if glued shut.

Lu Mingfei didn't reply, but simply stared at him silently. His gaze was as calm as a bottomless, icy pool, without a ripple, yet carrying a suffocating sense of oppression. Lu Mingze felt a chill run down his spine, cold sweat breaking out on his back—he hadn't forgotten that even a being like Nidhogg, the Black King, had been terrified by a single glance from Lu Mingfei. What right did he have to dare meet his gaze?

Sure enough, Lu Mingze was defeated in no time.

He hung his head, like a child caught red-handed, and obediently described the so-called "script" in the simplest terms. After listening, Lu Mingfei roughly understood what was going on—

Lu Mingze had arranged everything long ago. Lu Mingfei had been part of his script since birth, including the unfair treatment he received at his aunt's house and becoming a disliked loser at school.

Moreover, if Lu Mingfei hadn't been reborn today, Lu Mingze would have even planned to let him watch helplessly as everyone around him left, awakening completely in extreme pain and loneliness, and becoming the third Supreme after him and Nidhogg.

As for how cruel the process might be, Lu Mingze didn't care at all. His only obsession was to make Lu Mingfei stand at that unparalleled peak.

After hearing Lu Mingze's explanation, Lu Mingfei remained silent, only quietly loosening his belt. Then, to Lu Mingze's horrified expression, he walked up to him, raised his hand, and swung it down—

"Lu Mingze, you little brat! Who gave you the audacity to talk such nonsense about your Master Lu?! I think you're just asking for trouble! Today I'll show you what it means to be an elder brother like a father, and for a father's love to be as solid as a mountain!"

The vast mental space was silent, save for Lu Mingze's pleas for mercy and the constant cracking of the belt.