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

Ordinary dragon blood is so dangerous, not to mention the blood left by a being like the White King!

"This is the only way to save my brother, but it's also a huge gamble. If my brother is infected by the blood of the 'Sacred Remains' and falls into a deep dragon transformation, unable to wake up, then we all lose," Feng Jianli said. "This is a desperate gamble. Only my Word Spirit has the potential to awaken my brother. This is my last trump card."

"Your Word Spirit?" Caesar raised his eyebrows. He was very interested in Fengjian Liuli's Word Spirit.

"My Word Spirit is 'Dream Tapir,'" Feng Jianli said to Caesar. "This is a Word Spirit inherited only by the White King's lineage. It is very rare among the White King's bloodline. You should have few records of 'Word Spirit Dream Tapir' at Kassel Academy."

"The 'Dream Tapir' is a monster in Japanese mythology that can devour human dreams." Chu Zihang nodded. "Lu Mingfei once encountered an enemy who possessed the 'Word Spirit: Deep Dream Nightmare'. Psychic Word Spirits are indeed very dangerous... If it's the 'Word Spirit: Dream Tapir', it's no surprise that it was able to awaken Yuan Jun."

"Is Sakura with bad guys?" Eri wrote in a small notebook and handed it to Kazama Ruri to read.

"Yes, only Lu Jun and Herzog are left at Hongjing. I also want to help Lu Jun, but staying here in my current state will only hinder Lu Jun." Fengjian Liuli's tone was full of guilt. "Herzog was about to kill my brother in front of me in revenge for my brother and I's betrayal, which caused me to have an emotional breakdown. Thanks to Lu Jun who stepped forward in time to stop him, and finally Lu Jun who threatened his own life to ask Herzog for the aircraft, my brother and I were able to return here from Hongjing."

"Hmm?" The vice principal came up at this time and looked at Fengjian Liuli. "You said that Lu Mingfei is in Hongjing now?"

Caesar and Chu Zihang looked at each other, and then they winked at Fengjian Liuli frantically... Only a few of them knew about Lu Mingfei's plan. Whether it was Lu Mingfei replacing Eiry as Herzog's "vessel", or the plan of "dragon blood baptism" for Chu Zihang and Eiry, these were all kept secret from the academy, and it was even more impossible for the principal and vice principal to know.

Given the secret party's style of work, if they knew that Lu Mingfei had allowed the Dragon King to resurrect and helped Herzog become the new White King, regardless of Lu Mingfei's motives and whether or not he could eliminate "God" and Herzog, the consequences of this matter would definitely not be as simple as punishment... Not only would the secret party not reward Lu Mingfei with a medal of honor, they would even regard him as an enemy who betrayed the "Abrahamic Bloodline Pact"!

The more likely scenario is that Lu Mingfei, who has the ability to kill the one who absorbed the power of the White King, will become the target of close surveillance and investigation by the secret party. As a being with a Dragon King-level threat, Lu Mingfei will be imprisoned, monitored, and experimented on by the secret party... Even Lao Tang and Xia Mi may be implicated!

"Yes, Mr. Vice Principal, Lu Jun was also taken away by Herzog." Feng Jianli said to the vice principal in a calm tone, "Herzog is Tachibana Masamune of the Snake Eight Clans, the king of the Oni Shu. Lu Jun accidentally saved me, my brother, and Eri. Herzog hates Lu Jun to the core, but it seems that Herzog still found some parts of Lu Jun worth experimenting with, so he didn't kill him, but left him in Hongjing."

"I'm sorry, I don't have the ability to rescue Lu Jun." Fengjian Liuli bowed to the vice principal.

Feng Jian Liuli didn't notice the eye contact between Caesar and Chu Zihang at all, but he was smart enough to know that Lu Mingfei's plan was top secret, so he certainly wouldn't leak it to the higher-ups at Kassel Academy... Feng Jian Liuli's words to the vice-president were a mixture of truth and lies. He was a peerless actor, and acting was a talent ingrained in him. He was very smooth and flawless in both acting and lying, and as the original Dragon King of the Ghost Clan and an eyewitness to the Red Well battlefield, it was less likely to arouse suspicion when he said this.

As expected, the Vice Principal didn't question Feng Jian Liuli's words. Instead, he nodded calmly, "That's our 'S' class, of course they have their strengths. An old professor in our school said that Lu Mingfei is full of inspiration. So, you eight Sheqi families, don't think that you can be invincible just because you have a few 'Emperors'. Those little bastards in our Kassel Academy are also very impressive!"

The vice-principal laughed and patted Caesar and Chu Zihang on the shoulders. The old man's tone was full of pride and complacency. Then he turned around and went back to his recliner to drink... Caesar and Chu Zihang both felt very strange. The vice-principal didn't seem to be worried at all about Lu Mingfei falling into the hands of the enemy. Instead, he seemed to be more relieved because Lu Mingfei was in Hongjing.

"I heard a sound," Eri wrote in her notebook for everyone to see. "It was a very strange sound, very loud and scary. It was like I had been sleeping for a long time and just woke up."

"Looking at this situation, the will of 'God' should have fully awakened, right?" Caesar turned his head and looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the hall at the fiery color in the clouds in the west.

"In other words, the 'Sacred Remains' have been implanted into Lu Mingfei's body," Chu Zihang said in a low voice. "Master Yue's blood has taken effect. Lu Mingfei's plan is already halfway successful."

"The next moment is the most crucial one." Feng Jianli looked at the erupting Mount Fuji in the distance. "Not only me, but everyone is betting on you to win... Lu Jun, if it were you, I believe that even the will of 'God' could not defeat you."

Eri walked to the broken French window, facing the direction of Hongjing, closed her eyes and lowered her head, crossed her fingers on her chest, and the strong wind blowing from the west lifted her dark red long hair and skirt... At this moment, the back of this girl who liked to wear shrine maiden's clothes really looked like a beautiful shrine maiden who was praying deeply in the mountains, hoping for her husband's safe return.

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Red well.

The whole world was wrapped in snow-white silk threads, like a huge spider's nest.

The heavy rain that fell from the sky washed away the blood and corpses on the ground. Some of these corpses were killed during the hunt for Yamata-no-Orochi, and some were killed by the leader of the research team who was parasitized by the "Holy Remains". Most of them were killed by Sakura and Sakurai Kogure together... They were all gangsters and scientific researchers of the Oni Clan.

These corpses were wrapped tightly in white silk threads, but only shriveled human shapes could be vaguely recognized through their appearance... because all the blood in their bodies had been drained by these white threads that looked like parasitic tentacles, turning them into shriveled corpses. Thousands of fine white threads were like thousands of miniature blood transfusion tubes, extracting nutrients from all things in the world and supplying them to the huge white cocoon next to the red well.

In the center of the cocoon is Lu Mingfei... No, this is indeed Lu Mingfei's body, but the will that resides in this body should be said to be "God", or the White King. He also possesses the greed of an emperor, using white silk threads to squeeze the value of all objects within his sight, but he is like a timid child, afraid of the man outside the white cocoon.

Herzog admired all this with great anticipation. It was obvious that the mummies around him whose blood had been drained were all his subordinates. Not long ago, they had loyally captured the Yamata-no-Orochi in the "Well of Corpses" for him, but Herzog did not care about the situation of these subordinates at all.

In Herzog's eyes, the only value of these stupid and pitiful subordinates is to serve as nourishment for the White King, so that the revived emperor can recover as soon as possible and replenish the power in his bloodline... In a sense, Herzog is indeed a similar creature to the dead White King. The White King physiologically consumes the nutrients of all living things, and Herzog also consumes everyone around him, but from the perspective of value.

When the huge cocoon became complete, the body of the scorpion-like creature behind Lu Mingfei became plump and full, and the bulge on its back was crystal clear and blood red. Herzog couldn't help but applaud and even groaned.

"The moment has finally arrived! The moment has finally arrived!" Herzog faced the sky, arms outstretched, as if wanting to embrace the entire world. "Great creatures are always lonely. Only one person is allowed to sit before the supreme throne!"

"Humans, hybrids, and... dragons, welcome to a brand new era. As the masters of this new era, I sincerely feel both happy and sad for you." Herzog chanted like an ancient Babylonian poet, "You will witness the advent of a new era and become its cornerstone. I have never dreamed of becoming... a benevolent master!"

As the youngest honored scientist of the Third Reich, Herzog was brilliant and unmatched. As Tachibana Masamune and the King General, Herzog was a master strategist, using the whole of Japan as a chessboard to calculate the power of the world. He was a scheming conspirator. Even when he was forced into a desperate situation by Lu Mingfei, Herzog was able to make the decisive decision to abandon the identity of Tachibana Masamune and the reputation and status accumulated in the Snake Eight Families for twenty years. He was definitely as bold as a hero... But at this moment, Herzog looked like a villain who had succeeded.

A man like Herzog, who once possessed power and status, should have remained calm and composed in the face of everything. But what lay before Herzog now was the throne of the entire world. This was his lifelong ambition, and at this moment it was finally about to be realized. He could not wait to expose his true nature... a treacherous man whose conspiracy had succeeded.

Herzog carefully inserted a needle into the back of his neck, where it connected to the spine. His movements were impatient and cautious. Even though the pain made him frown, he did not hesitate at all... He had cleared all obstacles and would not allow himself to make a mistake in the last step.

The other end of the needle was connected to a huge blood exchanger. The same blood transfusion tube had been inserted into the same position on the back of Lu Mingfei's neck long before the white cocoon formed. This was the end where the "Holy Remains" were parasitic. Drawing blood from this part could inject all the essence and nutrients absorbed by the "Holy Remains" into his body.

This is definitely the greatest blood transfusion operation in history, unprecedented and unparalleled. With the help of the blood exchanger, the fresh new dragon blood in Lu Mingfei's body was slowly injected into Herzog's old body. This blood has filtered out all toxicity and pollution, and it brings only pure... power to the new individual.

Powerful force, supreme power, as the blood carrying the power was slowly pushed into Herzog's blood vessels, Herzog felt like he was injected with an unprecedented stimulant, and his aging body was awakened.

Herzog's old and dry skin gradually became smooth and round, like a newborn baby, and his hunched spine became more and more upright.

Chapter 663 The Death of Lu Mingfei

It wasn't just the skin and bones that changed. Through the conduction of blood, a powerful vitality was infused into Herzog's body along with the great authority of the White Emperor thousands of years ago.

The body that was almost half buried in the ground became as strong as a young man, with powerful strength bursting out from every inch of muscle and every drop of blood. The ears that were cut off by Yuan Zhisheng grew out from under the bandages at a speed visible to the naked eye, accompanied by beautiful white scales. The fine scales overlapped to form perfect layers, like the most exquisite and gorgeous works of art under the knife of a famous craftsman. The eyes that were blinded by Lu Mingfei have also recovered. The recovered eyes are no longer the vicissitudes and old age look of Herzog before. His eyes are shining with brilliant golden light, dazzling as if lava is flowing in his eyes.

Snow-white silk threads identical to the surrounding environment emerged from Herzog's seven orifices. Herzog opened his arms to the sky and let out a hearty roar.

Too much time has passed, and he has become too old. The years of aging have almost made him forget how wonderful the body of a young person is. His weak arms have become strong, his chaotic brain has become clear, and his turbid pupils have become bright... Power continuously bursts out from his blood, like a mighty gushing magma, filling and even filling this originally dry body.

A cocoon exactly the same as the one around Lu Mingfei's body formed on Herzog's body. It was a giant pure white cocoon wrapped with fine silk threads... As the blood exchanger transported the blood of Lu Mingfei and Herzog back and forth again and again, the surface of Herzog's giant cocoon was flowing with a crystal clear luster, while Lu Mingfei's giant cocoon gradually became withered and dull, like a stone wall that had been dried and eroded by the wind for thousands of years, peeling off layer by layer.

The giant cocoon where Lu Mingfei was located was cracked with gaps. Through the cracks, it can be seen that Lu Mingfei's body inside has gradually aged and shriveled, like a withered plant. His open eyes no longer have the golden color they had before. The whites of his eyes have become dull and obscure, and his pupils are gray, withered and dead... Herzog's old blood is simply unable to provide this young body with enough vitality to sustain his survival. As the blood exchanger works at a high speed, what is flowing out with the blood is not only the strength and the authority of the White King, but even the majestic vitality is being drained from this body bit by bit, and what is left is only decay and extinction.

A few minutes later, the giant cocoon that wrapped Herzog had formed a full and round sphere. Occasionally, a terrifying roar came out from this huge spherical cocoon. The roar was different from the roar of any beast known to mankind... It was more like the legendary dragon's roar!

The dragon roars continued, and suddenly at a certain moment, when the dragon roars stopped for a moment, a hole suddenly appeared in the giant cocoon formed by Herzog, and a pure white claw stretched out from the hole, tearing the white cocoon from the inside out.

Then a golden pupil appeared in the hollow of the giant cocoon. It was a beautiful and ferocious vertical pupil, and the gaze of the pupil carried curiosity about the world and supreme majesty. He looked at the world curiously like a newborn beast calf, and solemnly inspected his own territory like a restored emperor. If the corpse guards who came from Tokyo Bay were lucky enough to see this eye, they would surely surrender and worship under this huge white cocoon.

A deafening roar was heard, and the giant cocoon collapsed layer by layer along the cracks at the entrance of the cave. The white creature bred in the cocoon slowly walked out.

It was a creature that was difficult to describe in words. Human words were too inadequate to describe this creation of another civilization. If one had to use one word to summarize it, it would be...perfect!

This is definitely the most perfect creation in the world, with a prominent head and horns, a graceful figure, and every inch of his body covered with delicate white scales. His hard facial bones are more ornamental than the armor of a medieval knight. He can shatter hard rocks with a slight wave of his arms, and stir up a violent storm with the wings slightly stretched on his back. The posture of this creature is between God and Satan... He is as holy and elegant as an angel, and as hideous and stern as a devil. He is so graceful that he does not seem to be a creature on this earth. Such a creation should only exist under the brushstrokes of a dreamer's exhausted imagination.

Even Yuan Zhisheng, who was transformed into a dragon after being transformed by the blood of the "Holy Remains", or the giant dragon Fenrir, or Xia Mi who showed the form of a dragon... their bodies are far less perfect and elegant than this creature hatched from the giant cocoon.

"It's wonderful... What a wonderful feeling!" The creature looked down at his arms covered with scales, and from his mouth came out an extremely mysterious language that was between human characters and ancient dragon characters.

It was indeed a wonderful feeling. A great power was flowing through his body. It was not quite appropriate to describe him as "walking" out of the giant cocoon. To be precise, he was "floating" out of the giant cocoon or "flying" out of the giant cocoon... because his original feet were no longer visible, replaced by a long tail. But it was not the bulky tail of a snake-like Deadpool or a Corpse Guardian. The tail of this creature was incomparably slender, as soft as a sea snake and as graceful as a mermaid. It did not need to flap the wings behind it to take off, because the flow of various elements in the air was clearly visible in his eyes, and the wind element was also under his control. For him, taking off was just a matter of thought.

What a great authority! It turns out that transforming into a dragon is such a wonderful thing. This is a species completely different from the human class. At this time, he finally realized that even with the exhaustion of human brains and the utmost wisdom in science and research, humans can never achieve this. Controlling the operation of natural elements with the power of thought... This is a power from another world completely different from human civilization!

On this day, great fear enveloped the whole of Japan. People in every corner of the world were still immersed in their own lives. No one knew that in the remote Hongjing in the far east of Japan, a huge disaster that might affect the whole world had quietly brewed.

Thousands of years later, the White Emperor finally disappeared in the rolling dust of history... but at the same time, a new White Emperor was born.

He is the new White King, Herzog, standing on the only two peak thrones in the world, one of the greatest creatures in the world... and in this era where the Black Emperor has fallen and the dragon civilization has disappeared, he is the most supreme creature in the world, no doubt about it!

Heavy rain fell on the white scales of Herzog's body, making a metallic sound. Originally, Herzog could perfectly control these water elements, and the rain would not harm his body at all, but Herzog felt that the symphony-like sound of the rain was very beautiful. He looked not far ahead, and the huge blood exchanger and the almost transparent cocoon were clearly visible. A withered human-like body could be vaguely seen in the cocoon.

Herzog slowly flapped the wings behind him, and a strong hurricane swept across the entire Red Well. The dried corpses on the ground that had been drained of blood were turned into powder in this chaotic storm. Herzog moved forward and slightly flicked his claws. The heavy metal blood exchanger was cut into several pieces in the blink of an eye, and the cuts were as neat as if they had been cut by laser.

Herzog walked straight to the giant cocoon formed by Lu Mingfei. He stretched out his hand and easily cut through the surrounding white silk threads. These snow-white silk threads should have been highly corrosive, but they could not even cause the slightest corrosive effect on the scales on Herzog's palm.

The huge cocoon protecting the body peeled off layer by layer in Herzog's hands, revealing Lu Mingfei in the center of the cocoon... if that could still be called Lu Mingfei.

The body had become shriveled beyond recognition, and Lu Mingfei's appearance was completely unrecognizable. The wrinkled skin was tightly attached to the bones, just like a mummy that had been coated with special medicine and dried for thousands of years in the pyramids, and was dug out after years of erosion.

Herzog circled around Lu Mingfei's body and finally found a conspicuous bulge behind Lu Mingfei.

Through the skin close to the spine, one can see that it is a shoe-like parasite, attached between the sixth and seventh vertebrae of Lu Mingfei... This is the "holy skeleton" from the body of the Yamata no Orochi. It parasitizes here, can perfectly fit Lu Mingfei's ribs, squeeze blood from the heart, and connect its own nerve fibers with the nerve center on Lu Mingfei's spine, gaining control of the entire body, and then feeding back the blood injected with the White King gene to the entire body of this body.

This should have been a virtuous cycle, but Herzog intercepted it. At this moment, the "Holy Remains" had completely lost its activity. In fact, it began to agitate restlessly as early as when the blood exchanger was working, but the host Lu Mingfei was suppressed by the sound of Herzog's clappers. The "Holy Remains" itself had no ability to resist. In this process, it could only allow the blood carrying the White King's genes to be drained away bit by bit. The amplitude of the "Holy Remains" agitation became smaller and smaller... In the end, the parasite completely lost its vitality.

Herzog raised his sharp claws high, and then suddenly dropped them towards Lu Mingfei's head... The tip of the claws stopped at a distance of one centimeter in front of Lu Mingfei's eyes. The wind raised by this action alone made Lu Mingfei's hair fly wildly, but Lu Mingfei did not move.

Yes, how can a dead person move?

"Lu Jun, it seems you are truly dead." Herzog retracted his claws. "What a pity! If you could see my magnificent posture right now, you would probably die with peace of mind."

"But as the greatest nourishment for the birth of the new king, dying in this way is also your greatest honor." The first thing Herzog did after becoming the new White Queen was to talk to herself in front of a corpse. "Lord Lu, although you created unexpected obstacles to my plans, caused me distress and pain for a long time, and even blinded me once...but I don't hate you now."

"Only incompetent creatures hate others, just like the brothers Gen Chisheng and Fengjian Liuli did to me, because they didn't have the ability to seek revenge on me." Herzog smiled. "But how could a creature as great as me retain such a lowly emotion as hatred? Don't you agree, Lu Jun?"

"As the so-called supreme ruler of the world, there are only two attitudes towards all things in the world... mercy and destruction!" Herzog looked at Lu Mingfei's pale eyes. "You're lucky, Lord Lu. I'm in a good mood now. The new emperor is supposed to show some mercy to the world, so I'm not going to completely destroy you... although that's just a matter of a flick of my finger for me now."

Herzog moved behind Lu Mingfei in an instant, and stretched out his sharp claws... but this time he did not stop. He did tear Lu Mingfei's skin, but he did not want to tear Lu Mingfei's body apart.

Herzog hooked his sharp claws onto the huge bulge on Lu Mingfei's spine. He grabbed the scorpion-like object and pulled it out of Lu Mingfei's body fiercely... The "holy remains" and Lu Mingfei's body were almost connected as one, fitting tightly and firmly, but the tentacle-like thin bones connecting Lu Mingfei's spine and ribs seemed fragile and insignificant under Herzog's strength.

Herzog played with the "holy remains" in his palm. This was the White King's dragon bone, the hardest bone in the world. Its hardness should be comparable to that of fine steel, but Herzog felt that he could crush it into powder with just a little force.

However, Herzog did not do so. The "holy remains" had some special commemorative significance to him, and he planned to make it one of the top treasures in his new round of display cabinets.

As for the other head collection... Herzog looked at Lu Mingfei, who had almost turned into a mummy.

"Mr. Lu, do you think there's anyone in this world who repays evil with kindness more than I do?" Herzog looked down at Lu Mingfei and said in a self-absorbed tone, "You've repeatedly interfered with my plans and hurt me, but far from harming you, I'm going to treat you as my most valuable collection, for everyone in the world to see... I'm going to name your corpse 'Vessor'. Do you think that name sounds artistic?"

Of course, Lu Mingfei had no way to reply to Herzog, and Herzog, who had gained power, certainly would not be so bored as to keep talking to a dried corpse.

"I'm sorry to tell you, Lu Jun, that your forgiveness is already my greatest mercy. Yuan Zhisheng, Fengjian Liuli, the Sheqi Eight Clan, Kassel Academy... I intend to let none of those who betrayed and rebelled against me go." Herzog's mouth curled up in a sinister arc. "In the end, you didn't kneel down and beg me. Of course, you guessed right. Even if you begged me, this agreement would not count."

"Because those who hold power do not need to abide by agreements, and the dead are not qualified to make demands, this is the true meaning of the cruelty of this world!" Herzog laughed to the sky.

Chapter 664 Secret Weapon

Herzog has always been such a cunning person, and of course he has never denied that he is such a person.

Herzog has always believed that the essence of this world is cannibalism. He does not have the extremely noble birth of Gattuso and Elizabeth's family, nor the innate bloodline of Genjiro and Kazama Ruri, nor the legendary experience and situation of Ange and Han Gao... Whether from the perspective of life experience, bloodline or words, Herzog is a fairly ordinary half-blood. In the world of half-bloods, he is just an ordinary person lost in the crowd.

But Herzog is smart and ambitious, and his character is insidious, vicious, and unscrupulous. He can do anything to achieve his goals... Herzog does not think these adjectives are derogatory. These are the necessary qualities for every successful conspirator. He has no background, no power, and no bloodline, but he has such a huge ambition to become the last link in the food chain.

In order to achieve this ambition, he must be more patient than anyone else, and must be more adept at using power and trickery than anyone else!

And today, he finally succeeded... Even if he was born just an ordinary person, so what? Now he can trample anyone under his feet!

As long as he sees through the essence of this world, and with wisdom, careful and perfect plans, he can step on the bodies of everyone to ascend to the unreachable throne... When Herzog's ambition is realized, the white nightmare will once again cover the entire world!

"Mr. Lu, I'm going to inspect my territory." Herzog looked down at Lu Mingfei. He threw the dead "holy remains" next to Lu Mingfei's hand and said calmly, "Don't worry, you won't be alone for too long. I will not let any of those who betrayed me go, and their bodies will be neatly collected by me... But they are different from you. They don't deserve to be on the top shelf of my collection display case."

"You love that girl named Uesugi Erie very much, right? I'll let the girl in the shrine maiden costume come to accompany you..." At this point, Herzog showed a vicious smile, "She's just a dried corpse like you!"

A violent storm swept across the entire Hongjing. Herzog flapped his huge wings, and his figure soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the clouds. Thunder rolled in the leaden dark clouds, and electric snakes reflected the high-speed moving dragon shadow in the dark clouds, which looked ferocious and arrogant.

When Herzog disappeared in the rainy sky, there was a dead silence around the Red Well. There were no living people here, and there was no other sound except the sound of falling rain.

Dong... A subtle and dull sound was heard, like a heartbeat awakening from silence, or like someone beating a drum in a distant place, but this sound was quickly drowned out by the sound of heavy rain, as if it had never sounded before.

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A McLaren GT sports car is speeding along the flooded road along the coast of Yokohama City. The rising tide has submerged the road, but this matte black McLaren sports car is still speeding along the straight road. The water splashes on both sides of it like a curtain wall, as if a pair of huge and transparent wings have grown on the left and right sides of the sports car.

"Your driving skills are more presentable than I thought." The beautiful girl in the passenger seat commented.

"Hey, hey, hey, the adjective 'presentable' is a bit insulting," the tall, burly foreign man in the driver's seat complained. "After all, when I was younger, I was also known as the Cassel Driving God. I used drainage ditches to navigate the winding mountain road outside our school. A Ford is all I need, and I'm unbeatable all over the academy!"

"Even Caesar can't outrun you in his Bugatti Veyron?" the girl in the passenger seat asked with a smile.

"Well... my title of Driving God ended before Caesar enrolled. I've held the title for five consecutive years. There's always a time for the old Driving God to step down and let someone else take over," the foreign man muttered. "Besides, a groundbreaking sports car like the Bugatti Veyron is simply a violation. If you have the guts, why not install two rocket boosters on the back of my Ford and let Caesar race me in that Bugatti?"

"That's all you can do." The girl in the co-pilot seat rolled her eyes. "But you might actually get to see the rocket thrusters today."

"What do you mean?" The foreign man was stunned. "You installed this on your McLaren? It can't be? Isn't this just a normal McLaren with a speed boost? I see there are Ferraris and Aston Martins in the basement, why did you insist on letting me drive this McLaren?"

"Because this car is the most low-key." The girl said calmly, "At this juncture, being too high-profile will make us easy targets."

"Low-key?" The foreign man was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the flashy car logo on the steering wheel. "You're driving a sports car, so why are you still considering whether to be low-key? So, how is the appearance of this McLaren low-key? Are you referring to the fact that its power is slightly lower than that of a Ferrari or Aston Martin? Or the price?"

"It has nothing to do with the price. Two million and five million are the same to me; they're just numbers," the girl said casually. "As for the color, I mean the car's color is the most understated. The Ferrari is red, and the Aston Martin is silver. They're too conspicuous at night and easily spotted by the enemies overhead."

"Enemy overhead?" The foreign man raised his eyelids. "Will a fighter jet formation come to bomb us?"

"Stop talking nonsense." The girl pointed ahead. "We're almost there. Park at the entrance to the amusement park."

"Amusement park?" The foreign man was obviously startled. "Why did you ask me to bring you to the amusement park so late at night? Could it be that the secret weapon you mentioned is hidden in the amusement park?"

But the next moment, the foreign man shut up and stared straight ahead... About a kilometer ahead of them, there was also a car, breaking through the flooded road at high speed and speeding along this coastal street.

It was a Dodge Hellcat, and it looked like it had the accelerator pressed to the floor. The two cars were driving towards each other, and at the speed of these two high-horsepower sports cars, the meeting would be a matter of seconds... But the road surface had been submerged by seawater, and it was impossible to distinguish between the forward and reverse lanes. Even more terrible was that the McLaren and the Hellcat they were driving were traveling in a straight line, and at their astonishing speeds, if they collided, the outcome would definitely be the destruction of the cars and the death of the people!

"Fuck, is this guy crazy?" the foreign man couldn't help but curse. "He's speeding on a flooded road in the middle of the night, and he doesn't even slow down? Isn't he afraid that if he hits a bump in the road, the car will be thrown out and smashed into pieces?"

"If you put it that way, aren't we all just crazy people like that?" Seeing the oncoming car speeding towards them, the girl in the passenger seat remained unfazed. She even joked to the foreign man in the driver's seat, "If you're scared, you can just slow down or change lanes."

"Afraid? How can there be a word like fear in a man's dictionary?" The foreign man in the driving seat raised his eyebrows, stepped on the accelerator without avoiding, and the 4.0T twin-turbocharged V8 engine of the black McLaren GT roared like a black beast roaring and charging.

When the distance between the front ends of the two cars was only a few dozen meters, the foreign man in the McLaren and the person in the driver's seat of the Hellcat reacted exactly the same way... They pulled the handbrake almost at the same time, and if they swung the steering wheel violently, the sound of the tires gripping the ground was harsh and loud in the rainy night. After sliding for almost the shortest braking distance, the two cars stopped side by side at a scorpion tail-switch angle, with the closest distance between the cars being only a few centimeters.

"Fuck, are you trying to kill yourself? If it weren't for my superb driving skills, these two cars and a few of us would have been burned to charcoal by now, you know!" The foreign man jumped out of the driver's seat and pointed at the driver's seat of the Dodge Hellcat and started cursing. Due to the angle at which the two cars were parked, he couldn't see clearly who was in the driver's seat of the Hellcat at this time.

The next moment, the Hellcat's door opened, and the person who walked out of the driver's seat made him stunned.

She was a blonde girl, not tall but with perfect body proportions. The black combat uniform made her waist look as graceful as a willow leaf, and her delicate little face had a cold expression.

"Master...Master...Junior Sister?" The foreign man looked at the newcomer, his attitude suddenly changing 180 degrees. "Is this car yours, Junior Sister? A Dodge Hellcat! Junior Sister, you have really good taste, and your driving skills are amazing!"