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

Frost Gattuso, people say that he is the actual head of the Gattuso family, and the power of the nominal Pompey Frost Gattuso has long been hollowed out.

The elders in the family all agreed that Pompey's role was probably to be a stud and give birth to several sons with excellent bloodlines. The super playboy did prove himself to be a stallion and gave birth to the excellent Caesar Gattuso. However, he only had one son, Caesar, for so many years, so his status in the Gattuso family became increasingly nominal.

Frost sits behind this "table of power" almost every day. He does not need to go out. The person in power only needs to sit here and sign "known" or "rejected" on some important documents. These documents will be sent to all parts of the world, and some can even determine the rise and fall of a remote small country.

But Frost didn't need to care about these things. He was a decision maker. As long as he took action, countless people would spread his orders in all directions.

"The awakening of the Lord of Earth and Mountain?" Frost raised an eyebrow. "Is that what they said?"

"Indeed, the person who proposed this possibility was Blair Bittner, one of the college's tenured professors, the King Solomon of mathematics. He proposed the theory of 'anti-torsion force,' believing that the enemy's control of power was precise and extreme, making him a dragon of the same lineage as the King of Earth and Mountain. Jean Grus and Doug Jones also agreed with this view." Percy nodded and said softly, "And the one who confirmed that 'the enemy is the King of Earth and Mountain' was the quasi-sophomore 'S'-level freshman, Lu Mingfei."

His golden hair hung down from his forehead like a golden waterfall, covering half of his face.

"Lu Mingfei..." Frost repeated the name, then sneered, "Interesting."

"The reason he gave was that 'during the accident, he heard the pulse of the earth and then the earthquake struck'. Given his rich combat experience, Angre nodded and confirmed his statement," said Passi.

"The pulse of the earth... that's complete nonsense!" Frost sneered. "Buy Six Flags. We'll find someone to analyze the cause of the collapse of the Atrium Serpent and the earthquake in that area. You know, that area isn't even in an earthquake zone!"

"Yes, our offer is three times the other party's valuation. They have no reason to refuse." Percy bowed slightly.

"Anger is already old and confused. Does he still have his own judgment after believing the nonsense of a freshman? He has been the principal of Kassel College long enough." Frost tapped the table with his fingertips.

"What do you mean?" Percy was stunned.

"We need a new Headmaster," Frost said coldly, "just as the Camarilla needs a new Commander."

"But……"

"There's nothing to say. We haven't been able to find someone who can replace Ange in power. His iron fist and aloofness can definitely turn the Secret Party into an iron-clad army. It's undeniable that he is also a very good educator and commander..."

"But he's too disobedient! If a conductor doesn't play according to the score, no matter how good his conducting is, it loses its value. We have been suppressing his voice in the board of directors, but his reputation in Kassel Academy is too high. His students, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, are even becoming more influential than Caesar in the academy... Percy, tell me, is Kassel Academy the Kassel of Angers, or the Kassel of the board of directors?"

Without hesitation, Percy bowed slightly and mused, "Kassel Academy is naturally... the Kassel of the Gattuso family!"

"Very good!" Frost smiled. "It's time to put Kassel College back under the control of the board of directors. The Gattuso family will have the final say!"

"As for Ange, he can now rest assured and enjoy his retirement. We will build the most perfect nursing home for him." Frost sneered and replaced the word "nursing home" with "prison" in his mind.

"Lu Mingfei possesses an excellent 'S'-level bloodline, but he still lacks the power of words. We will question his identity. As for Chu Zihang, his bloodline is extremely unstable. We know that he seems to be related to a mysterious disappearance on the elevated highway five years ago, but for some reason the documents have never been handed over to me... It doesn't matter. Will Ange ever realize that his two most outstanding subordinates will become the most powerful evidence to impeach him!"

"I understand. I will arrange a thorough investigation of Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang as soon as possible and strive to gain the support of other school directors." Percy said with his head down.

"All right, get out of here." Frost waved his hand casually, as if to drive away a servant.

"Stop," Frost said coldly, stopping Percy as he retreated to the door. "Lift up your hair. I haven't seen the other half of your face all day."

Percy was slightly stunned. He slowly raised his head, and his bony fingers smoothed the golden hair covering his forehead, exposing his pupils to the air.

Those are two extremely beautiful eyes, one is a rare ice blue, and the other is a deep dark gold, as if glacier and lava are stuffed into one person's eyes at the same time, but no matter how beautiful these two eyes look alone, Beauty, when placed in the eyes of the same person, looks unusually...horrifying!

"Don't forget why you were born." Frost turned his head away from looking at Percy's strange eyes and reminded him softly.

"Yes, I live only for Prince Caesar." Percy's hand moved away from his forehead, and the waterfall-like golden hair once again covered his golden eyes. He lowered his head, and his face hidden in the shadows was expressionless, as if there was no warmth at all.

……

"…Yeah, it's time to hand over my shift. The principal signed my pass. I rushed over when I heard he woke up."

"But aren't you quite busy? Don't 'S'-level people have endless documents to deal with and countless VIPs to receive every day?"

"Hey, don't associate 'S' rank with the 'Tony Stark' image. I'm not Iron Man saving the world every day. As for signing documents and receiving guests, that's more in line with the student union president's personality. I'm not part of any clubs, so when I don't have missions, I'm pretty free... Okay, okay, don't be reluctant to leave. We'll see each other every day at school. My brother has woken up and will be discharged soon."

"Then I'll go first, Second Brother, wave!"

"Can you change your name next time? I'm actually not very satisfied with the name 'Second Brother', especially when it comes from a cute girl."

The voices of a man and a woman talking came into Chu Zihang's ears. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Xia Mi's departing back and Lu Mingfei walking towards him.

"You're awake, senior brother." Lu Mingfei sat down on the wooden chair where Xia Mi had sat.

I don’t know when this chair was given a cushion stuffed with cotton wool. Maybe the kind nurse gave it to Xia Mi... Chu Zihang thought.

"Yeah." Chu Zihang responded.

Lu Mingfei picked up an apple that was placed on a silver tray on the bedside table. He pinched the stem of the apple and used it as a fruit knife. The sharp tip of the knife rolled up layers of red peel, creating circles of red vortexes in the air.

"Do you want to cut it into pieces, brother?" Lu Mingfei asked, wiping the fruit juice off the tip of the knife.

"No, thank you." Chu Zihang sat up and took the apple.

"I did want to come see you, but I also had the principal's permission." Lu Mingfei sheathed Guanshi Zhengzong's sword into its black sheath and said casually, "The principal asked me to ask you on his behalf: how long have you mastered the 'Blood Rage' technique, and to what extent have you reached that level?"

Lu Mingfei's tone was nonchalant, as if he was chatting about homely topics like whether to have pork knuckle or mashed potatoes for dinner.

"One year and ten months later, it was my first time to try a second blood burst on The Serpent of the Courtyard." Chu Zihang said truthfully. He looked directly into Lu Mingfei's eyes, and his heart was far from being as calm as he appeared.

"Don't look at me like that, senior brother. I know you are curious about why the principal told me such dangerous confidential information as 'Riot Blood', but now I am the investigator and you are the one being investigated." Lu Mingfei said calmly.

"Not long after joining the Lionheart Club, I discovered this technology from the original archives in the data room and tried to restore it." After a moment's silence, Chu Zihang confessed to his junior brother.

"And then you succeeded. You mastered 'Blood Rage' and used it frequently during missions. So, although your mission completion rate was 100%, the scenes were often horribly destroyed." Lu Mingfei sighed, "Brother, you should know that Blood Rage is like lighting a bomb in your body. You could be devoured at any time, and your sanity destroyed by the 'killing will' in your blood. At that time, you would no longer be yourself!"

"But the blood in my body is very calm now, and there is nothing unusual." Chu Zihang said lightly.

"That's because we gave you a blood transfusion!" Lu Mingfei stood up, his voice low and hoarse, looking down at his senior brother with an attitude that was so disrespectful.

"Blood transfusion?" Chu Zihang was stunned.

"Yes, in order to circumvent the school board's evidence collection, your bloody outburst at Six Flags and your dragon-like transformation were filmed. These will be used as evidence for the school board to impeach the principal!" Lu Mingfei said solemnly, "Brother, do you know what your own blood looks like when it's taken out? It was a violent, dark pool of blood. The splattered blood was so strong it could even burn holes in the marble floor!"

Chu Zihang fell silent. It turned out to be a blood transfusion. No wonder his blood vessels felt so quiet after a long time, so weak that he felt as if he had lost all his strength... But hybrids rely on their bones to produce blood, so he certainly knows what his original blood is like. In a month, his body will be invaded by that blood again, and it will be manic and restless, constantly attacking his blood vessel walls and internal organs, as if wanting to break out of his body, full of greed for power...

"Didn't the principal say he would expel me?" Chu Zihang asked.

"You said it, then regretted it." Lu Mingfei said, "After all, you were trying to save everyone. He said he had made an exception, and it would only happen this time. Abusing the forbidden technique could cost you your life!"

"Trading life for power is a fair deal," Chu Zihang said softly. He knew that his time was running out. "If one day I fall into the abyss of sin and become 'Deadpool', before that, you can kill me with your own hands, using your Guanshi Zhengzong."

"Chu Zihang!" Lu Mingfei was furious, the veins in his temples throbbing wildly. He rarely called out Chu Zihang's name.

For no reason, he thought of the miserable woman he met in New York City. The woman cried and begged him to die, and he hardened his heart as stone to fulfill her wish... But the person in front of him was his own senior brother. Even if he hardened his heart as steel, he could not swing a fatal sword at Chu Zihang!

He didn't want to kill Xia Mi, let alone Chu Zihang, but without the baptism of dragon blood, Chu Zihang would one day become a ghost named "Deadpool"... It seems that there has never been a best of both worlds in this world.

"If you want to hold power, you have to pay something. No one in this world can make everything go as planned." Chu Zihang said calmly.

Lu Mingfei looked deeply into Chu Zihang's eyes.

"Remember to eat the apple." After saying this, Lu Mingfei pushed the door open silently, as if he was angry.

Chu Zihang sat alone on the bed, eating an apple in small bites, while rain fell outside the window.

"Why is it impossible for everything to go as planned... I want it to!" In the dim corridor of the hospital, Lu Mingfei leaned against the cold wall, his words to himself filled with stubbornness.

Chapter 133 The Kingdom of the Dead

The rain gradually got heavier, and huge raindrops hit the bricks of the church dome hard. The huge bell was hidden in the hazy rain curtain, and no one knew where the pointer was pointing.

The wooden door of the attic was pushed open with a creaking sound, revealing a thin figure holding a black umbrella in his hand. He folded the umbrella, placed it at the door, and walked into the narrow attic.

"Hello, principal, hello, vice principal." Lu Mingfei waved to Ange and a fat uncle in the corner.

"Hey, Mingfei, you're here!" The fat uncle sat on the bed, facing Ange on the single sofa. He was holding a bottle of whiskey and waving enthusiastically at Lu Mingfei, like a hospitable old cowboy in the West.

The Night Watchman, the vice-president of Kassel Academy and also a hidden figure of the academy, this narrow attic is his... nest.

The night watchman has lived here for decades, like an old dog that has not moved. The sunny side of this sloppy attic is full of glass folding windows, but there are no curtains installed because the dirty glass has long been tightly covered with posters of low-cut girls, so no light can get in even during the day.

Empty wine bottles and used toilet paper were thrown all over the floor, the bookshelves were filled with DVDs, half of which were westerns and half were action movies, and adult magazines almost filled the foot of the bed, some were scattered on the floor. The Cuban girls on the covers and title pages were so explicit that they even omitted the few remaining pieces of cloth. The air was filled with a strong youthful scent that was a bit pungent.

"Hey, it's just the principal and the vice principal, okay? Is senior brother not doing well?" The burly figure squatting at the foot of the bed flipping through an adult magazine poked his head out. The big face reluctantly turned his gaze away from the muscular girl in the magazine and looked at Lu Mingfei with a resentful tone.

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes at the other person. He hadn't expected this guy to be here. He had thought this conversation would be private.

"I called Finkel here. He can be useful in this matter," Ange explained.

"I don't mind Brother Finkel being here. The main thing is, does he understand the ins and outs of this matter?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Junior brother, who do you think your senior brother is? Is there any paparazzi in Kassel College who is more informed than me?" Finkel raised his eyebrows. He never accepted doubts about his professional ability.

"This concerns Chu Zihang's privacy, so we have to be cautious. Brother, you can make up stories about the relationship between Chu Zihang and me, but you can't joke about this matter!" Lu Mingfei reminded.

"Don't worry, I, your senior brother, will keep my mouth shut!" Finkel pursed his lips and made a sealing gesture.

"I'll believe you this time." Lu Mingfei glanced at Finkel. He took out a recorder and placed it on the desk where there was almost no empty space.

The night watchman connected the recorder to the speaker, and a rustling sound of electricity flowed through the speaker. Everyone listened unconsciously. After the noise, two voices appeared. One was Lu Mingfei's voice, which was normal, and the other male voice was surprisingly low and hoarse, like a dream.

"Master... Chu Zihang, you once used the name 'Lu Mang', right?"

"Yes...my mom's...new husband got it for me...but I refused."

"What's your reason for rejecting me? Don't you like the name 'Lu Mang'?"

"Dad... doesn't like it."

"Where's your father?"

"I lost him...."

"Where did you lose it? Describe it as carefully as possible."

"Five years ago... during a typhoon... on an elevated highway... it was raining heavily... the cars were moving very fast... it seemed like we would never reach the end..."

"What else? Besides typhoons and heavy rain, is there anything else on that elevated road?"

"Shadows... countless black shadows... hidden in the rain... golden eyes..."

"Besides those shadows? What else is there? Think about it, the thing standing at the end of the road? You saw it, right? His appearance has always been engraved in your mind. What kind of guy is that?"

The smooth flow of questions and answers stopped, and the voice of the person being questioned seemed to be strangled in his throat. After he uttered a few strange notes, a distorted sound was heard, as if someone was pulling steel and twisting it hard. The sound of friction between metals filled the entire dark room and stung the eardrums.

The friction sound was mixed with heavy breathing, like the lungs of a huge creature opening and closing. The rain was powerful, and the heavy rain was like a protective cloak. It seemed as if some monster was hidden inside, ready to pounce out of the darkness at the next moment.

The Night Watchman and Fingle looked at each other, licking their lips with the tips of their tongues, with fear yet excitement in their eyes. It felt like they were playing a horror game, waiting for something to suddenly appear in the darkness so that they could use the shotguns in their hands to blow the monster's forehead into pieces. It was thrilling and exciting!

"The neighing... the eight-legged horse... the bent... Kungunir... and... and!" The low voice suddenly became sharp, as if it was drawn back into the chaotic memories, and the rainy night that covered the sky came again.

"Don't be afraid, Chu Zihang. There's no need to be afraid. Just tell me who he is and what else you saw."

"Dark gold armor... dark blue wind cloak... golden pupil... one eye..."

"Odin! I saw...a god!"

The conversation ended here. The heavy breathing, the endless rain and the sound of twisting steel all stopped abruptly, as if a movie was halfway through and someone suddenly unplugged the power cord. It was pitch black and the rustling sound of electricity filled the crowded attic again.

No one spoke. Be it Ange, the night watchman or Fingel, they were all waiting quietly, as if they had just reached the climax of the story and it was abruptly cut off, leaving them with a sense of unfulfilled desire.

"That's all." Lu Mingfei pulled the recorder from the speaker's cable and crushed it in front of everyone. "After we finished talking about Blood Rage, I hypnotized my senior brother while he was asleep. It was just an hour ago. Xia Mi wasn't there at the time, and it was raining heavily outside the window, just like the situation that night. Instructor Masashi Toyama said that hypnotizing someone in a familiar environment can more easily lead them to reveal the truth."

The Night Watchman and Ange exchanged a surprised look and whispered, "Who did he say he saw last?"

"You're not deaf. I heard that name too. He said he met Odin, the legendary king of gods from the Asgardian clan, on an elevated road in a coastal town." He nodded and lit a cigar. The old man was used to thinking in the smoke.

"Based on his description, what do you think those black shadows with golden pupils are?" The Night Watchman frowned.

"Deadpool, I can't think of anything else except this thing that can chase a Maybach with the accelerator fully stepped on on a rainy night." Ange took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke.

"What's the connection between Odin and Deadpool? That God-King is the embodiment of justice in Norse mythology. He should be accompanied by beautiful Valkyries, but Deadpool is a hybrid of dragon and blood. As everyone knows, Odin and the Deadpools' ancestor, the Black Dragon King, are sworn enemies!" The Night Watchman frowned. "Is he having a nightmare, or is he being hypnotized? Just like that Japanese guy named Toyama Masashi who often brainwashes expelled children?"

"It does sound like a made-up story, but in 'Hypnosis', no one will lie, and we found the crashed Maybach in a wasteland outside the city." Ange took out a black-and-white photo from the interlayer of his suit and placed it on the table.

Finkel leaned over to take a look, but the night watchman pushed his big head away. The night watchman grabbed the photo and looked at it carefully, not wanting to miss any details.

"The place where we found it is fifteen kilometers away from the nearest elevated road. There is only one tire track around it. After comparison, it turned out to be the tire mark of this Maybach. It drove there by itself. The fingerprints on the steering wheel are only from Chu Zihang and his father, no third person." Ange said softly.

"That's probably because the father and son drank too much and were in high spirits to go racing. The alcohol and the high speed paralyzed the brain and caused hallucinations. That's normal!" Finkel muttered.

"No, that's not right!" the night watchman suddenly exclaimed. He pointed to four very similar dents on the roof and hood of the Maybach and asked, "What are these?"

"The body of the Maybach was severely damaged. It was charred black by the huge electric pressure and has been scrapped. However, these four grooves on the roof and the hood are decisive evidence. They directly show that Chu Zihang did see something incredible. We conducted a comparative analysis... These are four huge horseshoe prints!" Angé exhaled a puff of thick smoke.

"Odin's throne, Sleipnir, the eight-legged steed, holds thunder in its mouth and roars when it charges, lightning shoots from its nostrils, and it raises its mighty hooves and tramples on its enemies!" The Night's Watch took a big gulp of whiskey every time he said this.

The wine was finished and he was licking the ice from the bottle.

"The chaos and incredibleness he saw were all real, because he broke into that place..." There was a strange light flashing in Ange's eyes.

"Hey, you're kidding!" The night watchman jumped up from the bed, his fat body shaking the entire attic. His belly flesh was exposed, trembling like waves. "The Land of the Dead? Nibelungen? Alchemists have spent centuries trying to find it. I doubt it even exists."

"It exists." Lu Mingfei's voice suddenly interrupted, and the night watchman looked into his eyes.

"My senior brother and I have been to a place called Nibelungen. There is a bronze city under the Yangtze River. It is Norton's bedroom. The interior space is infinitely folded and seems to have no end." Lu Mingfei said.

"Fingal, have you ever been to a place like this?" The night watchman glanced at Fingle who was sticking his butt out and continuing to read an adult magazine.