Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 286 The picture is overwhelming
On the rooftop, the tough and strong "Dick Tudor" collides with the ghostly "Murasame".

The two of them turned into almost invisible lights at high speed, and their desperate fight was as graceful as a dance performance. This battle had long exceeded the standards expected of students, and both sides were geniuses who far surpassed their peers.

Until Luke's voice echoed throughout the school.

"Everyone, please note that S-level freshman Lu Mingfei has successfully entered Norton Hall."

In the state of fighting, Caesar's blood was boiling, and the golden pupils unique to hybrids and dragons lit up in his eyes, and a hint of hostility appeared around him.

"Another S-rank."

He didn't understand how the man named "Lu Mingfei" got through the blockade. Even he couldn't do it.

The elite members of the Lionheart Society and the Student Union gathered there. With several alchemical sniper rifles aimed at them, theoretically only he and Chu Zihang could decide the winner. The winner could lead the corresponding remaining troops to eliminate the enemy and then enter Norton Hall.

Could it be that he is another extremely powerful character like Luke? So is there really such a big gap between S-level and A-level?
Caesar was thinking about the situation, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Chu Zihang also showing hesitation, as if he was a little distracted. He waved the Dick Tudo to shake off Murasame and at the same time distanced himself.

"Do you know the guy named Lu Mingfei?"

Chu Zihang frowned, for he did know that there was a junior named Lu Mingfei in Shilan Middle School. He remembered all the details of the rainy night that changed his fate.

It was raining heavily. A short boy in the lower grade begged a girl in his class to give him a ride. The girl refused, and the poor boy walked away slowly along the eaves with his neck tilted and head hung.

Chu Zihang felt the loneliness of the poor kid and just when he was thinking about giving him a ride, the poor kid put his coat on his head and rushed into the rain like a stray dog, and then the connection between the two was cut off by the heavy rain.

Actually, it’s quite good. If Lu Mingfei had gotten into his car that day, he would probably not have had a good ending. He might have died at the hands of “God” together with that man.

"It's not that we know each other, but we may have the same name."

Chu Zihang forced himself to pull himself away from that nightmarish rainy night and sheathed Murasame's sword. Caesar on the opposite side seemed to have lost the will to fight.

"Aren't you going to continue?"

"My bottom line is being the first person to enter Norton Pavilion, and for me Freedom Day is now lost."

Caesar replied coldly, raising his chin provocatively at Chu Zihang, "Want to go inside and take a look together?"

Chu Zihang nodded silently, not because of Caesar's provocation, but because he had reasons to go.

When the two arrived at Norton Hall, the Lionheart Society and the Student Union members were no longer hiding. The two sides confronted each other openly, while Susie and Nono stood on both sides to control the situation.

Caesar noticed that the people on both sides were not seriously injured, and his eyes moved slightly, "How did you let a newcomer pass?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, feeling that being deceived so easily was a stain on an excellent resume.

"Forget it, I'll ask myself."

Impatiently, Caesar stepped straight in and disappeared into the darkness, with Chu Zihang following closely behind him.

Nuonuo seemed a little tempted. She looked at the dark curtain with sharp eyes and wanted to go in. Susie held her back to dissuade her.

"It's not safe inside."

"I didn't see you stopping Chu Zihang."

"I can't persuade him, but you are different." Susie frowned. She figured out what Nuonuo wanted to achieve, and she also knew that Lu Ke would never realize this wish.

"Like you said, he's a rotten guy."

"You should always try. Even though he's a rotten guy, I've never seen him hit a girl."

"Several of the junior sisters I know have told me that Luke likes them to kneel on the bed, hold their arms from behind, and then use his other hand to whip their buttocks..."

This description was so vivid that several images emerged in Nuonuo's mind. She stopped and looked at Susie with a bit of depression.

"You are really good at persuading people."

"Thank you for the compliment."

……

The next moment they stepped into the Norton Pavilion, Caesar and Chu Zihang's vision darkened, and what appeared before them was not the familiar luxurious display of the Norton Pavilion, but an unfamiliar scene.

The way they came had disappeared. The two men stopped at the same time. Their golden pupils were involuntarily stimulated. An invisible wave emanated from Caesar, accurately feeding back the surrounding information, while Chu Zihang exhaled a breath of hot air.

The "precepts" are gone!

The dormant spirits suddenly awakened, their ancient blood began to flow faster, and the constraints of their spiritual words were released, and they seemed to become particularly active because they had been suppressed for too long.

The two looked at each other, seeing each other's confusion, and then tacitly surveyed the surrounding environment.

The sky was a little gray, the sun was not visible, and heavy snow was falling. The biting cold slowly cooled their bodies, and all they could see was a vast expanse of white.

The two were in what seemed to be a commercial street.

Chu Zihang looked at the shops. Most of them were square in shape and used wood as the main building material. They had a natural wood color or a treated dark wood appearance, giving people a simple and warm feeling. There was usually a big sign above the door of the shop, and the windows were wooden frame structures. In short, they were retro but not old-fashioned.

It's like a complex of buildings cut out from old times.

But the most noteworthy thing should be...

“Is this a Japanese shopping street?”

Caesar looked at the curtain with the name and "いらしゃいませ" written on the shop sign and gave the most intuitive clue. He looked around and looked up to see dark clouds, as if a rainstorm was coming. There was solid mud under his feet, and the sense of reality was ready to emerge.

"Are we hallucinating, or have we really traveled through space to Japan?"

"There is a third possibility. We have mistakenly entered a different world."

Caesar looked at Chu Zihang strangely. Although he also felt that such an illusion was too real, clear and organized, he still thought that it was too surreal to say that it was a different world.

"Are you telling a bad joke?"

Chu Zihang didn't seem to be joking, his face was as cold as iron.

"In Norse mythology, the world has different realms. The earth is the courtyard Midgard, and outside of it there are Asgard, Vanaheim, Alfheim, Jotunheim, Vat Alheim, Helheim, Niflheim and Muspelheim."

"Besides these, there are some other realms, such as Valhalla, the Hall of Heroes created by Odin, or Nibelung, the Land of the Dead."

The history of the dragon clan is closely related to Norse mythology. The Black King Nighold is the dragon of disaster that gnaws the world tree, so the existence of another world is reasonable. Chu Zihang experienced it personally on that rainy night.

"Our Word Spirits were liberated not because they were beyond the influence of the commandments, but because they came to a place beyond the control of the commandments, a different world."

Chu Zihang looked at the commercial street and said softly, "In theory, the ultimate alchemy can achieve the miracle of opening up space, but this is not a realm that humans can reach. Even Nicolas Flamel, who refined the Philosopher's Stone in the 14th century, was far from reaching it."

If it is really possible to achieve, probably only Norton, the "Lord of Bronze and Fire" who is the best at alchemy among the four monarchs, can do it.

Caesar frowned as he listened. "That doesn't sound very scientific. Are you saying that Lu Ke surpassed that sage and truly opened up space?"

"...I'm not sure. In fact, Luke only took the alchemy course last semester, and he only read the content taught in school. Even if he learned everything, he can only be said to have made some achievements in alchemy, and he is still far from the miracle of opening up space."

Chu Zihang thought for a moment and gave the most reasonable explanation, "Norton Hall is the private villa of Menek Cassel, the first president of Cassel College. It hides many unknown secrets. Perhaps this place itself is a node connected to the other world, and was discovered and activated by Lu Ke."

"That's better. I can't accept that someone can surpass Nicolas Flamel in just one semester. That would make me look stupid."

Caesar said as he walked into the commercial street with caution and looked around. The shops in the commercial street were decorated in the style of the 1970s and 1980s, but there was no dust inside and no other people were around. It was empty like a dead city.

It's so weird that it's creepy.

After the naked eye could no longer detect any movement, Caesar frowned and activated his words.

Word Spirit··Kamaitachi, serial number 59.

"Kamaitachi" is a wind demon in Japanese mythology. There are three brothers who hide in the wind and cut passers-by with the vacuum formed by high-speed wind. The word spirit named after it can enslave the wind in the air, amplify the sound thousands of times and feed it back. The domain is fully open, Caesar issued an order, and the "Kamaitachi" in the air danced wildly. The sound waves rushing towards him were like surging tides. Countless sounds overlapped and amplified hundreds and thousands of times.

"there!"

Snowflakes can absorb sound, but with the help of the kamaitachi, a faint sound still came from a distance. Caesar opened his eyes and rushed over, with Chu Zihang following closely behind.

The two ran for a few minutes and arrived at the second half of the commercial street, holding their breath and walking towards a... ramen restaurant.

Caesar turned off the sickle-weasel and lowered his footsteps. Even at such a close distance, Chu Zihang could also hear the noise coming from inside. He was also careful. It was normal for people to be in the shop, but it was a bit abnormal in this place.

The two approached cautiously and nodded when they were about the same distance.

Bang!
"Don't move, put your hands up!"

Caesar kicked the door open, raised the modified Desert Eagle and fired a shot at the roof as a warning. The other gun accurately locked onto the humanoid creature in the house. Chu Zihang also drew out Murasame with murderous intent, as if he was going to chop someone in the next second. At first glance, the two of them looked like bank robbers.

Everything was normal in the ramen shop. The warm air drove away the chillness of the two bandits. There were no terrifying enemies or scary monsters. There was only a "girl" with one foot on the bench, slurping noodles.

Being pointed at by two gangsters with swords, the chopsticks in the "girl's" hand fell to the ground with a "crack", her face wrinkled, and she huddled up in her hands with her head in fear.

"Surrender, surrender, don't shoot, we are all family!"

The “girl” said miserably: “I’m just hungry and want to eat some noodles.”

The scene suddenly became very awkward and several people looked at each other.

Caesar looked at the "girl" with the amazed eyes of observing a new species. Although many women have flat breasts, the masculine voice still dealt a heavy blow to the domineering nobleman.

Men in the Gattuso family have always been gentlemen to women, but the type of thing in front of him was difficult to judge. In addition, this was the United States, where there were more than 200 genders, and armed helicopters or Walmart plastic bags were all free choices. He was speechless for a moment.

However, Chu Zihang saw the "girl's" face clearly, sheathed his knife, and spoke in a faint voice.

"Lu Mingfei, it's really you."

Hearing his own name, Lu Mingfei looked up tentatively, and then he saw Chu Zihang, an outstanding graduate of Shilan Middle School, who had once been at the top of the list of those to be killed.

"Is it... Senior Brother Chu?"

Caesar looked at Lu Mingfei as if he had seen a ghost. His white lace dress had no pockets and he was holding an iPhone 16 Pro in his hand. Caesar immediately understood how he got in.

Damn it, isn't the new S-Class a bit too abstract?
The few of them had a brief exchange. Lu Mingfei had been in for a little while longer than them. He thought the boss was in Norton House, but somehow he ended up on this Japanese commercial street. He walked all the way to the ramen shop before he finally spotted a living person.

"This shop is owned by Mr. Qianchuan. He also runs the blacksmith shop next door. After I ordered a bowl of ramen, he went out to buy supplies."

Blacksmith shop? Is there such an ancient shop in the world?
Caesar raised his eyebrows. Modern technology is countless times more advanced than ancient technology. Some famous swords have been passed down because they were alchemical weapons made by ancient alchemists. More famous swords are just fancy clothes with empty names. Any sword produced on a modern assembly line can chop those famous swords into pieces.

"Do you know where this is and why it is like this?"

"According to Boss Qianchuan, this place is called Dongmu City. It became deserted a long time ago due to a gas explosion. Everyone else moved away, and he is the only one left running the ramen shop left by his father-in-law."

Chu Zihang, who pays attention to logic, frowned: "What does the gas explosion have to do with desolation?"

"'Toki City' plus 'gas explosion', I think Mr. Senkawa is just playing with the meme from Fate, just like this ramen shop is called 'Ichiraku Ramen'."

Lu Mingfei shrugged, but the two people opposite him looked at him with puzzled eyes.

His eyes widened, "Don't you have a childhood? Fate Zero and Naruto."

Chu Zihang: "I've only seen Winnie the Pooh and Friends."

Caesar: "I know a little bit about games, but anime..."

Lu Mingfei felt a pain in his heart. His two teammates were all presentable people, and he was the only otaku. He felt like a husky among wolves.

But these are not important. What is important is how to leave. He looked at Chu Zihang, the only acquaintance he knew at the scene.

"Brother Chu..., what do you think we should do next?"

Caesar also looked at Chu Zihang, who seemed to know more about this.

Facing two pairs of urging eyes, Chu Zihang pursed his lips and said, "Keep going. There will be a destination. Lu Ke hates riddlers, so the clues should be very straightforward."

The three people walked out of the store and were instantly hit by a biting cold. Just when they stayed there for a short while, the wind and snow outside became noticeably stronger and the temperature dropped by a few degrees.

"It's so cold!"

Lu Mingfei screamed in surprise, his eyes widened in his skirt, "It was sunny when I first came here, how come it's so cold all of a sudden?"

“It had already started snowing when we arrived.”

This is a bit unreasonable. There was less than half an hour difference between them, and they had only been in the ramen restaurant for more than ten minutes. Even if there was a cold wave, the temperature shouldn't drop so quickly.

"Maybe the rule here is that the longer you stay, the cooler you become."

Chu Zihang frowned, went back to the ramen shop, took down the door curtain and wrapped Lu Mingfei up, "You can't stay in this environment for too long, even a mixed-blood can't survive for too long."

Caesar made a quick decision, "Let's run. If we hurry up, we can keep warm and exercise in advance if there is a fight."

The three of them ran forward quickly. Lu Mingfei, who was following them breathlessly, looked at their agile figures and shouted in shame.

"Can you slow down a bit? I can't keep up."

The two people in front stopped, and Caesar's eyes were full of suspicion, "Aren't you S-level?"

Chu Zihang silently stretched out a hand to hold Lu Mingfei, and said calmly, "There are also S-levels who are not good at physical fitness, and there are also types that are more inclined to the brain in the direction of dragon blood strengthening."

"You owe me a favor."

"can."

Caesar then carried Lu Mingfei, and the two of them started running wildly together. Lu Mingfei was sandwiched between the two of them, like the unlucky guy in the middle of the "three men and four legs", except that his feet didn't touch the ground.

The wind and snow made it impossible for Lu Mingfei to open his eyes, and the bumps made him dizzy, but Caesar and Chu Zihang soon stopped, but they did not put him down.

Lu Mingfei could feel the muscles of the arms holding him tense, and their bodies became congested, as if they were ready for battle.

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes and was about to ask what was wrong when he was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him.

At the end of the road was a vast expanse of white. A giant dragon, about thirty meters in size, with a sacred giant horn on its head, a light green shell on its body, and fin-like flying membranes covering most of its body, was crawling on the ground. It was like a white feather.

Chills continued to emanate from the dragon's body, and it was obviously the culprit for the continuous drop in temperature here. Looking back, it slightly lowered its head, and looked at the trio with eyes full of divinity and majesty. Its mighty power, like a mountain pressing down on their heads, seemed to condense into substance, making it hard for people to breathe.

Dragon clan!

And at first glance, it is obviously an extremely powerful pure-blooded dragon!

They also started out as the second generation, either as the followers of the four great kings, or as one of the four great kings!
"Is this what you call a straightforward hint? It is indeed quite straightforward."

Caesar's voice was dry. The powerful half-breeds of the dragon clan knew it best. Even an S-class would feel overwhelmingly powerless when facing a third-generation race with bare hands.

Without alchemical weapons and the philosopher's stone, trying to deal with a dragon of this level would be simply courting death.

"I'll hold it back."

Chu Zihang's face was pale, but he appeared extremely calm. He looked coldly at the giant dragon in front of him, as if he saw another great and noble god through it.

He drew out Murasame, his gloomy face as cold as the blade.

"I'll tell you to run later, and you'll run."

(End of this chapter)