Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

Lu Mingfei casually threw the black blood on his hand, and the surrounding group of corpse guards moved further away. They roared anxiously into the distance and had to watch this inviolable king pass by them.

Lu Mingfei quickly crossed the pressurized cabin, opened the cockpit door, and placed Jiude Mai on the floor in front of Caesar and Chu Zihang's astonished gazes. "Please help look after her. I have to go out for a while. I still have some troubles to deal with outside."

"Where did you get a girl as beautiful as Cleopatra?" Caesar was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

"She has always been there. She helped us solve the hidden dangers in the nuclear power cabin and the Lenin," said Lu Mingfei.

"Are you bleeding?" Chu Zihang frowned deeply as he looked at the obvious signs of dragon transformation on Lu Mingfei's body.

"more or less."

At this moment, groups of roars were heard outside the submersible. More and more corpse guards gathered around, and the submersible was shaken violently by their impact.

"She is no longer in danger of death. Help her stop the bleeding first. The situation may be bad next." After hurriedly giving instructions, Lu Mingfei left the cabin again.

Chapter 227 Monster Emperor Lu Mingfei

Entering the pressure area of ​​sea water again, the strong discomfort invaded every inch of the body like a flood. The group of corpse guards had gathered densely around the Trieste.

It turned out that they were not wailing because they were afraid of Lu Mingfei. These monsters with hollowed-out central nervous systems seemed to have lost the ability to be afraid. They called their friends through sound, just like greedy sickle-weasels had to use sound waves to call their own kind when they encountered powerful blood food. Even if they could only get a very small share in the end, they were unwilling to let go of the delicious prey that was so close to them.

Lu Mingfei tore apart several corpse guards that came too close, and came to the roof of the Trieste for the second time. His dazzling golden eyes swept over the huge group of corpse guards below, like an emperor ascending to the top of the mountain and looking down at the enemy's thousands of troops with great majesty.

The depths of the abyss have cracked, and red-gold magma surges from time to time on the cracked earth, stirring up underwater storms. Takama-ga-hara, which carries the civilization of an era, slowly falls into the deep and huge cracks.

The gates of the Netherworld flung open, and tens of thousands of undead spirits scrambled madly from hell. These beasts, their central nervous systems severed, had long lost their sense of self. Though they felt no fear, they seemed driven by a relentless instinct. All the corpse guards desperately fled the ancient city where they had once lived, leaving no trace of regret. Some were drawn to the lingering scent of blood surrounding the Trieste, but the majority, like ascending dragons, gazed only at the endless darkness above.

Freed from millennia of bondage and death, they regained their vitality. Unburdened since the heyday of Takama-ga-hara, these walking corpses have emerged, numbering perhaps thousands or tens of thousands. More like dragons than humans, their serpent tails and human forms are the curse they bear, the mark of dragon slaves.

These hybrids, whose souls had long been stripped away, were left with only empty shells. Most of them had physical defects, some with broken arms or legs, some with only half a head left, and only bony cervical vertebrae connecting the head to the shoulders and arms. It seemed as if they had experienced an unprecedented war, in which these powerful hybrids lost their lives and even their complete bodies. The evil alchemists used their remains as materials to refine these vicious creatures that were between ghosts and demons, making them immortal.

They are the victims of the ancient dragon clan, and their souls will never be reborn after death. They crave Lu Mingfei's flesh and blood just like hundreds of empty bodies crave a warm soul.

The swarm of corpses enveloped the Trieste, creating a massive vortex on the seabed. They roared like demons, their golden eyes like long-burning ancient candles, their depths revealing a silence and pleading that seemed to span millennia...

I don’t know whether I am seeking life or death.

The swarm of corpse guards had gathered to capacity, and suddenly they began to move, one after another rushing towards the only living person in sight, as if hundreds of wronged souls were entwining Lu Mingfei from all directions, seizing his soul. They bared their jagged fangs and brandished their long, blade-like claws, huge black shadows overlapping each other, covering the sky and the earth.

"Perhaps it's because they don't know what dreams are, so the displaced people are chasing after illusions..." Lu Mingfei looked at these pitiful dead ghosts calmly, and suddenly remembered a song that Jiude Mai often hummed.

"Come on." He slowly pushed the second potion into his body.

……

"Young Master, sonar indicates the first wave of Corpse Guardians are approaching the surface, much faster than we anticipated. They've already devoured most of their kind, and their speed and strength far surpass those of ordinary Corpse Guardians," Yinghui, who was standing next to Yuan Zhisheng, reported. "We estimate the first Corpse Guardian will emerge from the sea in two minutes. We're fully prepared to engage them!"

"Notify the responsible persons at each location to intercept every corpse guard above the sea!" Yuan Zhisheng said in a deep voice, "None of these monsters can be allowed to escape into the human world. The reputation of the Eight Snake Clans is on the line! Even if we have to turn this sea into a slaughterhouse and dye it blood red, we cannot allow the spirits of our ancestors to invade the human world again!"

If even one of these thorny monsters were allowed to escape into human society, it would be a catastrophe. If caught by the media, their corpses would dominate headlines the next day. The Lenin, Takamagahara, the forbidden descendants of the gods... The secrets of the Snake Eight Clan would be exposed to the public, and the flood of public opinion would drown the family.

"We underestimated the escape velocity of these Shikiguro. Even if the nuclear power module destroys Takamagahara, at least half of the Shikiguro will still be able to escape," Ying said in a low voice with a serious expression. "This isn't a battle we can win. It's very possible that even if all our men die in battle, we still won't be able to save all the Shikiguro."

"Those three guys are fighting for us. How can we afford to sacrifice our lives?" Minamoto Chisei said. "Mr. Masamune said war must be bloody. At the family meeting, we put up a screen and drew the Chinese characters for "correction." Since this is the decision of the majority of the family, if we don't fight, the only way out is death!"

"Mr. Masamune seemed to have said that there seemed to be something more troublesome than the corpse guard hidden in the Abyss."

"Let's take care of the situation first. I learned a saying in China," Yuan Zhisheng said, "When the enemy comes, we will fight them; when the water comes, we will block it with earth."

As Yuan Zhisheng finished his words, the sirens on the Sumeru throne suddenly blared, and the searchlights illuminated the entire expanse of water surrounding the floating platform. A pitch-black shadow rose from the water. A five-meter-tall monster leaped out of the sea, clutching a ninja in a black diving suit in its jaws. Its sinister golden eyes scanned the surrounding net before it ruthlessly bit the ninja in half, swallowing the entire side of his head along with it.

"How could it be!" Ying's face turned pale. "These guys were deliberately suppressing their speed as they ascended. Only when they were 500 meters from the sea surface did they suddenly speed up and bypass the trap we set. Our prediction was wrong!"

"Damn it, how can they be so intelligent?"

Gen Chisheng looked at the corpse guardian that tore a member of the Fuma family into pieces in an instant. Scarlet blood rolled down from the monster's sharp teeth. It looked back at Gen Chisheng while chewing the prey that had just entered its mouth. The expression of enjoyment on its face seemed so sarcastic and provocative to Gen Chisheng.

"Bastard!" Yuan Zhisheng took a hunting rifle from the hand of Crow beside him. With a cold face, he shot the special red shotgun into the barrel and blew up the corpse guard's head with one shot.

"The enemy is here and may appear at any time. Keep an eye on the waters below and don't be stingy with your ammunition!" Yuan Zhisheng gave a loud order, and the loudspeaker system on the Sumeru throne transmitted his voice in all directions.

"Hai!" The men all over the sky and the sea responded loudly, as loud as soldiers beating drums before going to battle.

In the monitoring room located in the center of the Yamaguchi Sumeru, Shio Miyamoto stared at the large sonar screen. At least hundreds of red dots were rising at high speed from under the sea, and they were about to pass through the dense network woven by deep-sea bombs.

One hundred meters underwater is the first checkpoint they set up, where depth charges are evenly arranged. Once one of them is hit hard, it will produce a violent explosion and then spray tens of thousands of steel blades. These blades will cut the bodies of nearby corpse guards and detonate more and more depth charges, forming a barrier of explosions and steel blades. According to Kaguya's calculations, this barrier can at least stop more than half of the corpse guards.

"Here they come, their advance troops are here, the first wave of conflict has begun!" Miyamoto Shio roared, and his roar was responded by violent, deafening explosions and astonishing flames.

A burst of flames shot up into the sky from under the sea, as if there were dozens of suns generating heat there. The flames began to rise from a hundred meters underwater, and in the blink of an eye, a huge wave was formed, the height of the wave was even enough to cover most of the Sumeru throne.

"The survival rate is 67 percent, damn it! 67 percent of the corpse guards survived!" Miyamoto Shio roared in disbelief. This number far exceeded their expectations. The depth bomb failed to consume a sufficient number of the corpse guards. If this continues, the burden will be borne by the people on the surface, and they will suffer heavy losses!

Huge black shadows were mixed in the surging white waves, and a group of burly corpse guards jumped out of the waves. The pale light shone on their bony bodies, which gave off a bluish-black metallic luster. Their huge snake tails coiled powerfully, twisting into a terrifying arc.

These ugly monsters were greeted by an overwhelming rain of bullets. The Wind Group's helicopter circled in the air, and the machine guns under the base fired dense barrages that covered the surviving group of corpse guards.

These proper monsters were almost devoid of flesh and blood. The bullets struck their hard bones, producing dazzling sparks and teeth-grinding friction sounds. The bullets splashed smelly black blood. Although they could not completely penetrate the steel-like bodies of the corpse guards, the huge impact force suppressed most of the corpse guards again below the water surface.

They were immediately met by powerful underwater torpedoes and naval guns, followed by bursts of fire. From the surface, the floating platform looked like a bonfire and fireworks, reflecting the dancing shadows of some grand festival.

A small number of corpses stood firm amidst the hail of bullets. They hid behind their companions who were being bombarded, their long tails mercilessly piercing their companions' bodies before leaping up again, high into the sky, like proud flying dragons. They used their thick tails to roll up the helicopter propellers in mid-air, dragging the out-of-control planes into the sea.

The pilots fell into the group of corpses, just like falling into a deep pool of crocodiles. Escape was impossible. They only had time to let out heart-wrenching wails before the surrounding corpses tore them into pieces. Shocking pieces of red floated in the black sea.

There was no time to rescue them; the raging flames and fierce artillery fire had already drowned out the ravenous demons and the victims. Zhisheng was stationed behind one of the artillery batteries, always aiming for the location where the largest number of corpse guards gathered. Often, after a dazzling line of fire, a large number of corpse guards would fall into the crimson sea.

Large numbers of corpse guards were killed every moment, but there were also people who died unjustly and were buried with them every moment.

"The second wave! The second wave of corpse guards is coming!" Miyamoto Shio shouted in the channel while panting.

The first wave of zombies had already caused considerable damage to each group. Everyone didn't even have time to catch their breath. Before the remnants on the sea were cleared out, more zombies arrived.

"Damn it, the first wave caused us unexpected heavy losses. There is no time to deploy depth charges. The number of zombie guards will only grow larger and larger in the future. If this goes on, we will be wiped out!" Yuan Zhisheng kept firing shells at the water surface. Those ferocious monsters had no mercy at all. They were controlled by the killing intent of the dragon in their hearts. Yuan Zhisheng looked at the groups with more and more casualties, and he was really worried.

Another blue-black figure jumped out of the sea, and a new round of artillery fire submerged them. Yuan Zhisheng looked at the battlefield that was gradually under his control while carrying out a series of bombardments, with a look of surprise on his face.

The second wave of zombies was much smaller than the first. There were only over a hundred black shadows jumping out of the sea. Most of them were destroyed after being covered by the helicopter's machine guns, the coast guard ship's torpedoes and the naval gun turrets. Crow and Yaksha, the two idiots, killed for a while with double-barreled shotguns and submachine guns, and then looked at each other, shouting "That's all, I haven't killed enough yet."

"Master Miyamoto, what's going on?" Gen Chisheng frowned deeply as he looked at the unconventional battlefield.

"Young Master, the number of the Shikigami has decreased significantly. We've detected that some of the dead Ukiyo have been carried to the surface by the Shikigami. This is very illogical." Miyamoto Shio's tone was a little strange, and it was clear that the development of the situation had repeatedly exceeded his expectations. "But it should be certain that some sudden change is occurring underwater."

"Master, I have a bad feeling." Ying whispered, "It feels like some disaster is about to happen."

"As long as a samurai has a sword and a place to stand, he will never retreat. This is the ultimate way of Japanese men." Gen Chisheng took off his windbreaker and lining, and the heavy rain beat down on his muscles that were like steel and iron.

"bring it on."

……

Under the sea, at a depth of 4,400 meters.

The shattered remains of the Corpse Guardians rained down around the Trieste. Directly above the submersible, a dragon-like figure, surrounded by a vast swarm of Corpse Guardians, swung its claws repeatedly, each swing bringing up a trail of dark blood, each strike a sure kill.

The sea water around Lu Mingfei was surging and steaming, and crimson blood oozed out from the scales on his body, but was quickly evaporated by his high fever. His body was breaking and reorganizing every moment.

If Mai Jiude was here, she would definitely call him a lunatic, because for a half-blood, one injection of that kind of potion is the absolute limit. No one can withstand continuous injections. The result of doing so is that they will instantly become Deadpool devoured by dragon blood.

But Lu Mingfei actually persevered with his strong willpower. Two consecutive injections of medicine made the blood in his body churn, and the black scales covered him like a hard armor.

If the sea is full of monsters with green faces and fangs, then he is the king of monsters.

Chapter 228 Lu Mingfei vs. the King of Corpse Guardians

The sea water around the Trieste has been polluted by the fishy black blood and has become extremely turbid. This black blood spurted out from the body of the corpse guard and seemed difficult to dissolve in water. It was stirred into black mist by the chaotic water flow, just like pouring asphalt-like sticky paint into a clear water pool.

Lu Mingfei watched coldly as the bloodthirsty corpse guard passed by him. Every time he swung his claws, the scales on his arms would collide with each other, making a clear and crisp sound. A casual wave of his hand would stir up the surrounding sea water, stirring up circles of violent whirlpools.

The originally swift corpse guards couldn't even stand up in the surging sea current. The next moment, the deadly claws arrived as expected, tearing their bodies apart or piercing their throats.

The spiritual imprint left by alchemy makes these zombies extremely evil. They maintain a keen sense of smell for the smell of flesh and blood. After being processed through a special evil process, each of them has become an extremely bloodthirsty monster. Their bodies and bones have been made tougher than when they were alive. Except for their lack of flexible combat awareness, these zombies are almost the most perfect killing weapons.

But their bodies, as hard as iron, suddenly became as brittle as paper under Lu Mingfei's claws. The corpse guards were torn to pieces at will, and the broken limbs and remains surged in the swirling turbulence. The scene was like hell.

"Hey, hey, hey, it seems that our 'S' class has become something extraordinary!" Caesar looked out the observation window and couldn't help but click his tongue.

Although he could not witness with his own eyes the scene of Lu Mingfei brutally tearing the Corpse Guard apart, the Trieste was stirred up by circles of whirlpools and rolled over and over. They in the cockpit had to hold on to the wall to stand firm. Large pieces of Corpse Guard wreckage passed by their field of vision and then sank to the bottom of the sea.

"No wonder he insisted on cutting off communication with the academy. If this scene were to get out, it would cause a sensation in the entire mixed-blood community!" Caesar sighed deeply.

He had never been able to comprehend the true extent of Lu Mingfei's strength. Although legends of Lu Mingfei had long circulated within the academy, Caesar had never faced Lu Mingfei directly since their brief encounter on Free Day, Lu Mingfei's freshman year. Despite Caesar's pride, even though his expression remained only one of surprise at this scene, a deep sense of solemnity gripped his heart.

The gap in strength is too great. Lu Mingfei's current state has basically left the realm of "human". The only one who can have such oppressive feeling is the majestic ancient dragon.

Kassel Academy could tolerate an unparalleled "S"-rank spiritual leader, but the world of hybrids absolutely could not tolerate the existence of a tyrannical creature comparable to a "dragon." He was so threatening that one couldn't help but wonder if the dragon race were to perish one day, wouldn't this invincible young man be the equivalent of a new dragon?

Ange, known as the strongest dragon slayer of the time, has already made the entire mixed-blood world fearful enough. The powerful mixed-blood families in Europe have to avoid him. But Ange is so old, and Lu Mingfei is still so young, his potential is unlimited.

Caesar finally understood why Lu Mingfei had been hiding so many secrets. Humankind's inherent fear of creatures far superior to themselves was innate. If hybrids were considered monsters in the human world, then Lu Mingfei was probably an outlier among the monsters. If some of his secrets were ever revealed, wouldn't he be unacceptable to the world?

Caesar shook his head slightly, driving these strange thoughts out of his mind. Now was not the time to explore other people's secrets. They were still in crisis, and it was unknown whether they could return to the surface alive.

He thought about the wedding between Nono and himself that might not go ahead as planned, and inadvertently lit a cigar.

"Ahem," a weak female voice rang out, "Can you please not smoke in front of patients? That's very unethical."

Caesar looked down and asked, "When did you wake up?"

"When you said that this scene would cause a sensation in the mixed-blood world, I saw that you were too engrossed in your thoughts to say anything. I always can't bear to disturb a man who is deep in thought." Jiude Mai wanted to wave her hand to disperse the smoke, but unfortunately it was difficult for her to even move her fingers.

Caesar noticed that Mai Jiude was choking on the smell of the cigar, so he put it out like a gentleman and introduced himself with a smile: "Caesar, Caesar Gattuso."

"I know, I know. How could I not know? I don't know how many times I've been busy running around just as a babysitter for you guys!" Jiude Mai muttered softly, as if even a serious injury could not change this woman's nature of being proud on the outside but arrogant on the inside.

"Jade Mai, I graduated from the Department of Music at the University of Tokyo three years ago. I'm older than all of you, so you can call me Senior Sister without worrying about calling me old." Jude Mai said, "But now's not the time to introduce yourself, is it?"

"Jiude Mai?" Chu Zihang stared at Jiude Mai's familiar face and suddenly asked, "Who is Jiude Aki to you?"

"That ugly one... Aki, my sister, we are twin sisters. What's wrong with boys nowadays? They call me senior sister and call me by my name. Is it so difficult to call me senior sister?" Jude Mai sighed softly. She had just said that now was not the time to introduce herself, but these guys still enjoyed chatting with her. She began to understand Gen Chisheng's feelings.

"I thought you looked familiar, too, but it wasn't because of Jude Aki. Girls of your level shouldn't be remembered for their resemblance to other girls." Caesar walked a little further away, sizing up Jude Mai from a distance, and suddenly high-fived. "I remember! I've seen you on the Night Watcher forum. Finger's news department posted a post with a long-range photo of you. The title was 'Lu Mingfei's Rumored Girlfriends Collection,' and you were ranked third."

"Third? Then who are the top two?" The desire to win engraved in a woman's DNA was instinctively aroused, and Jude Mai asked subconsciously.

Gen Chisheng once said that no matter who gets along with psychopaths, they will be led astray by their powerful mental pollution. This is indeed the case. Jude Mai has been led astray.

"The second one is a junior from our student union, a girl named Zero," Caesar said. "As for the first one...Finger only knows that Lu Mingfei always seems to be thinking of a girl when he's alone, but he never revealed her name. I heard it from Nuonuo too. She said it was one of the three great Cassel mysteries that she and the News Department couldn't dig up any information about."

"Hey, hey, hey, you mean that I lost to Sanwu...Zero and that girl who doesn't even have a name at the same time?" Jude Mai's beautiful eyes widened, and her face was full of indignation and unwillingness to admit defeat.

"No one knows the basis for the News Department's rankings. Are they a bunch of recognized otakus, or perhaps even eccentrics within the otaku community? You know, otakus' aesthetics differ greatly from those of ordinary people. Most of them only have a soft spot for lolita-style girls." Caesar shrugged and said sincerely, "Anyway, in my opinion, you're no worse than anyone else."

"Aren't you losing to Nono?" Chu Zihang asked suddenly.

Caesar was mortified. This was why he had always disliked Chu Zihang. He simply couldn't like this guy! Although this guy didn't talk much, every word he said was like a knife with a critical hit, piercing his vitals!

"Gentlemen, now doesn't seem like a good time to start a beauty ranking." Jiude Mai sobered up in time and brought the topic back on track. "Who knows where we are now?"

"Four thousand one hundred meters." Chu Zihang glanced at the depth gauge and instrument screen. "We are four thousand one hundred meters from the sea surface. The fiber-optic cable is pulling us back at high speed. We are surfacing steadily."

"We've already reached this altitude!" Jude Mai was stunned. "How long will it take for the nuclear power module to explode?"

"There are less than two minutes left until the estimated explosion." Caesar glanced down at his watch, then looked at Jude Mai. "Did you drop something on the seabed? It's probably too late to go back and retrieve it now. My condolences."

"Don't be ridiculous." Jude Mai sighed softly, her pale face growing even more bleak. "Can this submersible speed up any further? No, forget it, it's too late... It's coming."

"Who's coming?" Caesar frowned.

"Look at the group of zombies outside. Have they stopped besieging this submersible?" asked Jiude Mai.

Caesar and Chu Zihang simultaneously glanced toward the observation window. The corpse guards outside, just as Jiude Mai had predicted, hadn't risked their lives to attack the Trieste again, and were even deliberately keeping a distance. The violent shaking had temporarily subsided, and the once murky waters gradually became calm and clear. It seemed the battle between Lu Mingfei and the corpse guards on the cabin roof had also come to an end.

"What's going on? They look like they're dancing." Caesar watched the group of corpse guards slowly begin to swim in the distance. "Are they mourning for their homeland because they know the city they live in is about to be bombed? Or is it because one of them has a birthday today and they're dancing to celebrate?"

"When it comes to using bad words to complain, you are no less than Lu Mingfei." Chu Zihang said to Caesar seriously.

"No." Jiude Mai slowly shook her head, "Only this time Caesar was right."

"Is one of these guys really celebrating his birthday? How old would he be? Thousands or tens of thousands of years old?" Caesar was shocked.

"These Shikigami out there are all crafted from hybrids with high-risk bloodlines. Although their lineages were all exaggerated in life, they still retain a trace of 'human' blood within them that cannot be erased. A single step away is a formidable barrier. They are monsters in the eyes of hybrids and humans, but in the world of dragons, they exist like slaves," Jude Mai said slowly. "Among the Shikigami sleeping deep beneath Takamagahara, there is a Shikigami crafted from a pure-blooded dragon."

"Pure-blooded dragon?" Caesar and Chu Zihang looked at each other.

"Yes, it's the king among the Corpse Guardians. Its bloodline was extremely noble in life. After being refined into a Corpse Guardian, it became a nearly immortal being." Jiude Mai whispered, "The Corpse Guardians outside are welcoming the king's rebirth."

"Isn't your word spirit the Kamaitachi? We are in the sea, with water as the medium, the range of your word spirit should be wider, why don't you listen to it yourself?" Jude Mai looked at Caesar.

Caesar stretched out his Kamaitachi domain, and every sound, from the small sounds of Jude Mai and Chu Zihang's breathing and heartbeats to the whirring of the Trieste's engines and the grinding of the sea's corpses, filled his mind with unparalleled clarity. He strained to expand his domain to reach a wider expanse of the seabed, and at a certain moment, Caesar's expression suddenly changed.

In the deep sea below them, the kamaitachi's territory extended to its limit, capturing the huge noise and mountain-like pressure, which instantly made Caesar feel like he was falling into an icy cave.

It was a monster of a magnitude never seen before, approaching them at an exaggerated speed!