A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 362 The King of Corpse Guardians, Dragon Lord

Six steel offshore platforms slowly approached the artificial island of Haiying, while the hybrids on them ran down as if their lives depended on it.

Because they had already seen the massive, dark shadow of a whale beneath the distant sea.

The shadowy figure's exact appearance was impossible to discern through the seawater, but its enormous size alone was enough to send chills down the spines of the mixed-race individuals!

Each time it stirs the seawater with its long tail, it creates countless undercurrents and whirlpools. The corpse guardians surround their king, swimming in the same direction at high speed along the shadow, just like a school of fish migrating with a giant whale.

"The last wave of corpses is 1000 meters, 800 meters... 400 meters away from the artificial island of Firefly."

As Norma gradually broadcasted the news, all the mixed-race people on the artificial island near the front lines witnessed an unforgettable scene.

There is a dragon, a dragon emerging from the deep sea.

Its golden pupils are like giant candles, immortal for thousands of years. Even though the Dragon Lord died tens of thousands of years ago, his golden pupils have not been extinguished to this day. With just these golden pupils, he can suppress all hybrids with bloodlines below B-grade.

This caused many mixed-bloods around Lu Mingfei to retreat in pain, wanting to flee in fear. That's how the world of dragons is: when a person of high bloodline appears, those of lower bloodline dare not even resist.

Even though the Dragon Lord, who possessed a high-ranking bloodline, had been dead for ten thousand years, the residual power of his corpse still oppressed many mixed-race individuals, making it difficult for them to breathe.

After the golden eyes came the dragon's head, now just a skull, its long, bony neck, and finally its decaying body emerging completely from the sea.

It was covered in ancient armor, which was composed of layers of bronze chains. Through the gaps between the chains, the hybrids could clearly see that there were countless irregular small cavities inside the dragon bones that had been gnawed out.

Every cavity was filled with seawater, and swarms of hordeodon vipers swam in the seawater!

These ghost-toothed dragon vipers had devoured every part of the Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian, turning it into their lair!

The gazes of numerous hybrids seemed to awaken these ancient executioners, and countless Ghost-Toothed Dragon Vipers revealed their small yet sharp fangs, swarming out in droves!

The Ghost-toothed Dragon Vipers leaped out of the Dragon Lord's body into the sea in a frenzy, more exaggerated than dumplings being dropped into water. Their swimming speed far exceeded the imagination of the hybrids; they were even faster than the surrounding corpse guards.

In just a few seconds, it had already swum from the Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian to the very front of the Corpse Guardian horde.

It was even more frenzied, like a glutton, devouring anything that stood in its way.

The seawater, the remaining corpses guarding the shore, or perhaps the six steel platforms docked on the artificial island's shore!
Eat, eat, eat! In the world of the Ghosttooth Dragon Viper, there is only food. Everything in the minds of these dragon vipers is just food.

The Corpse Guardians were so tough that they required a lot of bullets to eliminate them. The Ghost-Toothed Dragon Viper simply swam by, and the few Corpse Guardians blocking its path disappeared without a trace, leaving not even a drop of black blood.

Next to suffer was the Snake-Headed Eight Family's offshore platform. Thousands of demon-toothed dragon vipers crashed into the steel platform's base, and the steel behemoths were emitting mournful cries—the harsh, teeth-like sounds of metal being violently gnawed at.

Like a billion files working simultaneously, or a million silkworms gnawing at mulberry leaves, the small body of the Ghost-toothed Dragon Viper harbors a madness that devours everything.

Not a single viper stopped; they merely passed by and nibbled. Within a minute, the platform's massive base vanished into nothingness, and the towering steel structure above, losing its support, crashed violently downwards.

Countless Ghosttooth Dragon Vipers were struck, and the hybrids didn't even have time to cry out or fear the ferocity of the dragon vipers, because the Dragon Lord Corpse Guard had already arrived.

The massive platform, having lost its base and begun to sink into the ocean, was deflected by a claw from the Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian, creating a huge wave that surged high and crashed down, sweeping up countless Corpse Guardians and Dragon Vipers in the process.

It was swept directly to the seabed.

But the Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian didn't care. Its two orbs of light-like dragon eyes were only greedily fixed on the ancient dragon blood that had been artificially sprinkled on the artificial island.

Although the blood of those ancient dragons had already merged into the earth and disappeared from the surface, the scent of the blood of the dragon king still stirred the last remaining desires of the Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian.

The Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian was enormous; its mere presence ashore created waves several meters high. A dark green sea wall, a mixture of various things, crashed against the breakwater, turning into dust and a torrential downpour that soaked everyone present.

"We must stop it!" Genjiro, wielding two swords, leaped out suddenly. The three retainers who were always by his side had no time to react. Even when Yabuki Sakura hurriedly reached out, she couldn't stop the hem of Genjiro's coat.

Hybrids from various factions gathered here, and among the thousands of hybrids, not a single one dared to charge at this Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian!
It was so revered, so terrifying. Among all the second-generation hybrids recorded, this dragon, nearly a hundred meters in size, could be considered a 'giant'.

Only Yuan Zhisheng stood alone, with his back to thousands of hybrids, facing the Dragon Lord and hundreds of ancestors.

Genjiro held the Spider Cutter in his left hand and the Doji Cutter in his right, his mind filled with thoughts. A thousand years ago, the ancestor of the Moon Destiny who chose to bury Takamagahara must have been in the same situation as him at this moment.

The same lonely royal bloodline, facing a dragon that blots out the sky, yet there is no one by his side.

Before Genjiro could finish his reflections, an old man appeared beside him. It was Genjiro's former headmaster, Angers.

"Young man, don't underestimate this old man." Under the control of the Time Worm, Angers activated Time Zero and, with a speed exceeding that of Genjiro, a member of the royal bloodline, became the first to approach the Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian.

He even leaped to the neck of the Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian, and with a folding knife coated in Philosopher's Stone powder, cleanly and swiftly slashed the dragon's neck. The slash was so fast that no one could react in time.

But they couldn't break through the defenses.

It was clear that Angers had exerted all his strength; the muscles in his arms were bulging, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. This strike produced many sparks, but not even a white mark was left. The enormous recoil sent him flying high into the air, unable to regain his footing on the Dragon Lord's corpse guard.

Angers seemed to be taken aback by the result and was momentarily careless, unable to maintain the zero time. He was easily swatted away by the claw raised by the Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian, and his figure vanished in an instant.

It's unknown where it was sent flying.

"Principal?" Yuan Zhisheng, who was moved by Angers and was about to say something, suddenly fell silent. However, his bones quickly closed up, eliminating the gaps.

With the Dragon Bone state of the Imperial Blood activated, Genji roared angrily, leaped onto the massive body of the Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian, and wildly swung his twin blades, venting his rage and the power of the Imperial Blood.

With the dragon bone enhancement, Spider Slayer and Child Slayer left deep white marks on Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian, each strike producing a clanging sound.

Yuan Zhisheng's speed increased, and his twin swords danced more and more rapidly. Within seconds, countless white marks appeared on Long Jue Shi Shou's left arm, accompanied by dense sparks, rapidly extending from his claws to his elbow.

From a distance, the dark blue left forelimb of the Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian looked as if it had been whitened and was on fire.

The mixed-race group was dumbfounded: "Principal Angers? That Principal Angers was actually... instantly killed by Dragon Lord Corpse Guard?!"

"Genjiro, the patriarch of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, is actually this powerful? Could this be the power of the White King's bloodline?"

"The King of Corpses, is this the King of Corpses? Run, run! We can't win! Principal Angers was easily killed by the King of Corpses!"

"Damn it, do you think you can outrun Dragon Lord's Corpse Guard? You might as well fight to the death!"

"Are you kidding me? Principal Angers was instantly killed. You could die ten times over and still not defeat this monster!"

The reputation of a person is as clear as the shadow of a tree. All the various forces and hybrid races know exactly how powerful Angers is. They all witnessed Angers slaying dragons all over the world a few years ago.

No matter how hard or fast Genjiro slashed, the shadow of Angers being easily killed still lingered in the hearts of many hybrids.

This casts an indelible shadow over the hearts of many mixed-race individuals, making them unable to muster the courage to fight back.

They had no idea; to be precise, their dynamic vision couldn't keep up with Angers' zero-time activation.

The moment Angers was struck by the Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian, he used Time Zero to calmly use the Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian's claws as a springboard and leaped far away.

He would find a quiet, secluded corner, pull out a cigar from his pocket, and start smoking while slacking off.

"Sigh, we've been working so long and they don't even give us a break. We need to learn to steal a moment of leisure and find our own vacations." Angers cut open his cigar, puffed out smoke, and enjoyed the show in a secluded corner.

As for Angers being instantly defeated and losing face? What does the Time Worm need face for? It's meaningless.

On the contrary, because Angers was seemingly 'instantly defeated,' everyone at Kassel College fell silent. Lu Mingfei opened his mouth in disbelief, unable to even utter an 'ah'.

Staring blankly at the corpse guarding the dragon and the empty, deserted sky, Lu Mingfei felt an overwhelming sense of regret. If only he had agreed to the deal with the little devil, would the principal not have died?

Lu Mingfei shuddered. Because of his hesitation and his weakness, Principal Angers died.
I recall the afternoon tea in the principal's office, the letters Angers delivered for my parents at the end of my first semester, and Angers' repeated favoritism and care towards me, an S-class student...

Lu Mingfei felt a tightness in his chest, as if something had forcibly blocked it, and his mind was no longer as clear as before. Lu Mingfei couldn't describe what that feeling was.

It doesn't hurt, but I feel inexplicably sad, and even breathing has become difficult. In the past, my senior brothers and sisters would gather around and comfort me.

Now is not an option. No one can consider Lu Mingfei's feelings at this time, analyze what's wrong with him, or how to alleviate or comfort him.

Everyone's attention has shifted to Angers.

Everything happened too fast. When Genji charged forward alone, everyone could still react, praising his bravery, or those who feared the Dragon Lord might mock him for being ignorant of his own limitations.

When Angers used a time zero and flashed directly onto the face of the Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian, everyone was caught off guard and Angers was instantly slapped away.

Even Fingel, who has a relatively fast thinking speed, failed to activate Time Zero in time and thus failed to detect Angers' whereabouts.

Fingel, who was usually all smiles, was unusually serious, his eyes dark and gloomy: "No matter what, Principal Angers has taken good care of me over the past eight years!"

Before anyone could catch Fingel's speed, the two thick bronze chains draped over Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian's body were smashed into four pieces by the equally bronze Fingel!

The dragon's ribs behind the bronze chains were even cracked in a spiderweb pattern.

The Dragon Lord Corpse Guardian raised its long, bony neck and let out a silent dragon roar into the sky. Its vocal cords had rotted into ash over tens of thousands of years, but judging from its posture of roaring to the sky, it was clear that Fingel's attack had caused it considerable damage.

In the past, it would have cried out in anguish to the heavens.

(End of this chapter)