The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 5 Little Devil: This script is wrong!
The Nibelungen Project was designed in this world by Nicolas Flamel, the vice-president and night watcher of Kassel Academy. It combines alchemy and biotechnology, using serum purified from dragon blood to awaken the dragon blood in the bodies of hybrids.

Generally speaking, it is very dangerous to increase the dragon bloodline in the body too much, as this will cause the dragon bloodline and human bloodline in the hybrid to lose balance, causing the dragon's murderous and bloodthirsty tendencies to overwhelm human reason, and finally turn into a monster that has lost human will - Deadpool.

But the breakthrough of the Nibelungen Project is that Flamel can artificially implant the alchemical matrix into the human body, using alchemy to restrain dragon blood, so that the hybrids will not lose their minds even if they exceed the critical blood limit. In this way, the academy can artificially create "super hybrids" that can rival high-level dragons.

One can imagine the sensation this plan caused when it was proposed.

If this can be implemented without restriction and super hybrids can be mass-produced, then the revival of the dragon race may no longer be a threat.

But the academy soon discovered that the plan was extremely costly and that it was impossible to mass-produce super hybrids. The serum production was limited, and only Flamel himself could complete the difficult task of implanting the alchemical matrix, so he could only complete one at most.

At this moment, Lord Wa and other Chinese hybrids are still unaware of the flaws that were later discovered in the Nibelungen Plan, and this plan is currently still in the "sensational stage".

They simply judged that if the rumors were true, the threat posed by Western forces would be greatly increased.

"Humph, since the Thirteen Hongs were opened in Guangzhou, countless precious relics from Shenzhou have flowed out," said Wazhu with a gloomy face. "The Western secret party has always acted tough. If the rumors are true, their Kassel Shenzhou branch has become even more arrogant."

As the "dragon slayer" and "hawk faction" among the mixed-race group, the Secret Party has established executive branches all over the world and has a wide influence on the world in the name of dragon slaying.

The age of dragons has passed, but not all dragons are dead. Instead, they are cocooning and sleeping, waiting to awaken in the future. The goal of the secret party's executive department is to kill dragons completely.

Objectively speaking, they have indeed seized a lot of resources and interests through "dragon-slaying globalization."

In comparison, although the mixed-blood families in Shenzhou have a long heritage, they are conservative in style. They are local organizations that only care about the interests of local dragon slayers and mixed-bloods in Shenzhou.

"Lord Wa is right. We should make preparations early." Zhou Yuxuan agreed.

They decided to pay more attention to Shirou Emiya.

"Zhou Yuxuan, you will be responsible for meeting the boy from Japan. Now contact the Taoists, the masters of the Danding Sect, the Fulu Sect, and the Zhanyan Sect. I will say... I have made some progress recently and I want to discuss Taoism with friends."

"clear."

Zhou Yuxuan's figure disappeared in the hall.

Wazhu looked at the cold moonlight outside the palace gradually being obscured by heavy clouds, and the golden light flickered in her eyes, like turning golden petals, "It's time for the wind to blow."

The cool breeze blew the girl's long skirt.

The hem of her skirt was lifted, but her legs were not visible, only her curved limbs covered with scales, like a snake's tail.

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That night, in a city in southeastern China.

The city is divided into two parts by an invisible dividing line. One part is the old city where the big commercial district is concentrated, also known as the CBD area.

There are many mirrored buildings with excellent reflective effects. Under the light of night lights, they turn into crystal spires with an aura of luxury. People in bright and beautiful clothes look like devout believers of money worship.

At the other end of the city is the new district - a newly developed residential area in the suburbs, full of affordable housing. The roads are muddy and transportation is inconvenient, but it has a strong urban atmosphere, which is very different from the colorful CBD area.

A little boy in a handsome suit and bow tie stood alone on the rooftop of an affordable housing building.

The soundproofing of this cheap house was not very good, or perhaps his hearing was very good. Even though he was on the rooftop, the boy could still hear his brother Lu Mingfei, who was living with his uncle and aunt on the floor below, being ordered to work.

The boy seemed to have his eyes half closed, with a faint gloom on his face. His emotion was not directed at his uncle and aunt, but originated from the little fat boy who took up his name for no reason, Lu Mingfei's cousin "Lu Mingze".

Dark clouds quietly covered the moon. Suddenly, the boy opened his eyes wide, looked up at the sky, and uttered words filled with incredible emotions:

"Hmm? Who modified the script?!"

"It's a huge world line shift. A magician? A fairy? The Holy Grail War... Chaldea...?"

What kind of messed up future is this?
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Shirou Emiya didn't know that many people lost sleep, ran themselves ragged, and even had their future changed tonight because of his words.

He slept soundly anyway.

After waking up the next day, Emiya, full of energy, began to prepare for the mission.

But it was nothing serious. With his original body's cold weapon skills, he brought a long sword and short sword that had been strengthened, a black bow, and a stack of arrows as usual (these strengthened weapons would not be detected by metal detectors, making them easier to check, and he could even go to the store to buy more at the mission location).

Put them into the sheath, classify them, pack them, tie them with rubber bands, fasten them with buckles, and put them into a black box shaped like a cello case.

As for the preparation of hot weapons, that is usually the job of his partner, Lao Tang.

Next comes the task.

According to the employer's requirements, they need to arrive on site one day before the official start of the task and find a contact person.

Emiya thought this was some kind of special treatment. But Old Tang swore that he was overthinking it, and that it was far from enough to expect Wazhu to use connections just by playing games.

Old Tang said that every time he encountered such a large-scale ruins exploration mission, it was very difficult. Those ancient ruins were haunted and killed people at any time. They, the bounty hunters, were the vanguards who rushed to the front to detect mines and pile up heads.

With the little friendship we have with Lord Wa, it is not enough to deserve special treatment.

At most, when you survive the mission, you will have a little more benefits than other teams.

Seeing that the experienced old Tang said this, Emiya was not worried.

Old Tang always had good luck. He would automatically avoid danger when exploring. With him, there was no need to worry about accidents. Emiya only needed to remember the route in the ruins to avoid being confused by Old Tang, who was a directionally challenged person.

By now, Old Tang who is far away in North America should have already set off early, Emiya thought to himself, closed the piano case, and suddenly frowned.

Wait, could it be that before the mission started... Old Tang had already gotten lost because he couldn't find the meeting place?

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That night, Emiya looked at the conspicuous banner outside the closed venue: "The xth Jingchu Culture Academic Seminar". That's right, this is the meeting place. But he didn't see any familiar figures.

I opened my phone and looked at Old Tang in the address book.

"I'm here, where are you?"

After a while, the other party finally responded: "Help me, I'm going to be killed! The coordinates are xxx...!"

"what?"

(End of this chapter)