A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 374 The Nibelungen in the Far North, a Haven
"You guys handle things here. I'll head back to Tokyo now. Just don't alarm Lu Mingze rashly." Xu Lie's main body instructed his clones: "The Sequence 3 clones, even the catfish they're parasitizing, will be taken down."

"Not to mention parasitizing Lu Mingze. If you want to have fun and try to parasitize Lu Mingze, I will thank you for your contribution in creating fluctuations in fate."

Several high-sequence clones rolled their eyes. Although the clones died, the main body could use the power of the Destiny Trojan to see everything from the destiny fluctuations at the time of the clones' death.

Most of the time, if the main body needs it, the clones can go and deliver it, but if they have a choice, the clones would rather live.

Don't be fooled by the fact that there are only a few of them; each clone is formed from the aggregation of many Time Worms.

They can create more clones at any time to secretly infiltrate and manipulate this Nibelungen.

Yes, Xu Lie and his clones are currently in the far north, in Nibelungen, created by Lu Mingze, and they are standing on the roof of a Herlf building.

Looking into the distance, there is an endless expanse of white snow and wind, with blizzards that never stop, like a high, fast-moving white wall protecting this small world.

Of course, ordinary people would only think of it as a blizzard, but in the eyes of Xu Lie and his clones, the never-ending blizzard was just a manifestation of the spatial boundary.

Essentially, the blizzard is merely a boundary of this independent space, used to separate the inside from the outside. It is not a real natural blizzard. Of course, if an ordinary person accidentally enters the blizzard, they can easily wander and get lost at the edge of the space.

In the far north, surrounded by wind and snow, stand one Herlf building after another.

Instead of urban brick and stone roads, there are dirt roads with enough gaps between the buildings to allow the spruce trees to grow freely.

The special spruce trees planted here are incredibly tall. When Xu Lie and his clones stand on the rooftop and look straight ahead, they can only see rows of brownish-gray pillars.

You have to look up to see the dense forest foliage that seems to float in the air, with sunlight split into dappled strips that filter through the thick leaves and fall on the group of Soviet-style buildings.

Many large animals are greedily chasing the sunlight, including moose pulling sleds carrying scientists, and clever sled dogs.

Many boys and girls, carrying stacks of textbooks, followed the moose that were running or pulling sleds, chatting and laughing.

Judging from this scene alone, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a fairy tale world.

It doesn't have a specific name, but is referred to as a 'safe haven' by the Secret Party's Doomsday faction.

The so-called Doomsday Faction of the Secret Party was initially created by a group of pessimists within the Secret Party who were well aware of the vast difference between pure-blooded dragons and hybrids.

I genuinely believe that humans and hybrids are no match for pure-blooded dragons. No matter how much they struggle or resist, no matter how great the sacrifices they make, the end will eventually come, humanity will be wiped out, and they will suffer a complete defeat.

Therefore, the hybrids of the doomsday faction collectively believe that it is far better to survive and escape danger than to waste their lives and sacrifice themselves in resistance.

The Doomsday Faction's rhetoric influenced many hybrids, gaining their support and leading to an open split from the Secret Party.

Later, the Doomsday Faction used Lu Mingze's abilities to create the Nibelungen in the far north, where they hid and prepared to remain hidden until the end of time.

It is in this 'safe haven' that humanity reproduces and continues to thrive.

If we go out and take a look again after a few thousand years, and if the dragon race self-destructs again, or if a new rebellion breaks out, and they decline again, then that will be the opportunity for humanity to emerge from the mountains and return to the world.

Of course, that's too far ahead. The current doomsday proponents mainly hope to preserve the last spark of humanity.

One of the clones standing on the edge of the rooftop withdrew its gaze from looking down: "If you, the main body, need to understand Lu Mingze better, I can send one of the Time Worms inside me to deliver it."

The clones nearby instinctively covered their ears, because the Time Worms inside them, and inside the clone that suggested sacrificing themselves, were hurling incredibly vulgar insults.

Xu Lie waved his hand: "Things in Tokyo aren't over yet, and it'll be harvest time soon. I don't have time to stay here. You can discuss this small matter yourselves."

After speaking, Xu Lie adjusted his monocle, turned around, and left Nibelungen, completely disregarding the wishes of the Nibelungen's owner and the limitations of the space.

For Xu Lie, who had advanced to the first rank, taken charge of the Source Castle, and initially grasped the power of time and space, this independent space, Nibelungen, was no different from his own backyard, and he could come and go as he pleased.

Even though Lu Mingze was the one who created this space, it is no exception.

After watching the main body disappear, the clones immediately started arguing: "I'll lead the team to Parasitic Lu Lin City."

"Lu Lincheng is mine, and I must parasitize him. I want to experience what it's like to have Lu Mingfei call me 'Dad'!"

"Then I'll lead the team to the parasitic scientists."

"Get out of here! Scientists get the best treatment. Let me parasitize them. You guys go parasitize airborne microorganisms."

"What's the point of having microorganisms if they can't enjoy food, watch movies, or use their phones?"

"Being able to sleep whenever I want, 24 hours a day!"

"Then why don't you go to sleep... Wait, why are only the three of us arguing?" Coming to their senses, the three arguing clones looked around. The empty rooftop was empty except for the three of them. The other three clones had left sometime earlier.

"Lying down and blanching".

"mean!"

"Some bastard ran away!"

The remaining three clones hurriedly dispersed, each going their own way to parasitize their desired targets.

Unfortunately, one step behind leads to another. When they finally found Lu Lincheng and the exceptional scientists, they could sense the presence of their kind within these people.

Enraged by the slower clones, one of the more ruthless clones had no choice but to turn and search for Jovini.

It's a woman, so what? It doesn't matter who she's infected with anyway. It's much better than being infected by microorganisms.

There was also a clone who recalled the original setting and headed underground. The surface of the haven looked like an ordinary university, except that the spruce trees here were excessively tall.

Beneath the safe haven lies a military-managed factory, where numerous scientists, under the protection of heavily armed guards, conduct research on weapons capable of slaying dragons.

Furthermore, there are assistant-like personnel who conduct regular daily inspections of the underground nuclear power plant to ensure its safety and stability.

This nuclear power plant is the energy source for all the doomsday prophets.

The clone casually parasitized a patrolman at a shallow level. Seeing so many people here, none of whom had their own kind inside, it felt relieved. Instead of hastily deciding which one to parasitize at a deeper level, it accompanied the patrolman deeper and deeper.

The first to fifth basement floors are dedicated to physics and chemistry research, as well as the crucial nuclear power plant and the artificial intelligence server room.

The AI ​​used by the doomsday faction is not EVA or Norma, but an older model with limited intelligence, but it is sturdy, durable, and easy to inspect and repair.

The facility below is the Haven Biological Research Institute. If you infiltrate here, you can see Deadpool's autopsy research and the artificial breeding of the Cerberus, a dragon blood subspecies.

Furthermore, one can see two Doomsday Committee members holding cigars and chugging vodka.

The Committee, the highest level of the Haven, is the leader of the Doomsday Faction. All matters in this small world are decided by the Committee.

The clone had long since broken free from the inspector and was now superficially parasitizing a committee member, feeling as if it had struck gold.

"I miss my family. I want to go back to Italy, back to the stunningly blue coastline of Apulia," the committee member said, puffing on a cigar and sipping wine, expressing his longing for his hometown.

Another committee member shook his head: "This is all a decision made by the family. In order for the family to completely dominate the world, we must lie in wait here and find a way to deal with the monsters deep underground."

"Over the years, we have guided scientists to try countless methods, but we have never been able to kill the monster underground."

"Perhaps, we will need Lu Lincheng's son to finally put an end to that monster that could affect the family's rise to the top."

“But it’s been too long.” The committee member’s eyes showed nostalgia and a hint of impatience: “How many years have we been away from our families and come to this desolate, icy place? Twenty years? Thirty years?”

"How much longer are we going to put on this apocalyptic drama with Lu Lincheng and those young people? Just to wait for Lu Lincheng's son, Lu Mingfei, to come?"

"When I learned of this information from my family a few years ago, I admired their foresight. They laid out plans decades in advance just to kill that monster. But surely there should be an end to it?"

"No matter how far-reaching the plan or how ingenious the conspiracy, it can't be dragged on for this long."

"Hehe." Another committee member couldn't help but laugh when his colleague mentioned Lu Lincheng: "Our Chairman Lu would never have imagined this."

"While they were cautious, afraid to go out, afraid to contact the outside world, fearing that the power of the Dark Lord would infiltrate, the true darkness had already been lurking around him from the very beginning."

"As for when Lu Mingfei will arrive at this safe haven? There's no need to rush. Didn't the family send a letter saying that they have already begun to make secret arrangements and quietly guide Lu Mingfei here?"

The comforted committee member sighed, "Patience? Patience! Who knows how many more years..."

Halfway through his speech, the impatience on his face vanished completely. He quietly lowered his head, and when he looked up again, somehow he had already put on his monocle.

The committee member who was comforting him was also wearing a monocle.

The two 'committee members' exchanged a smile and clinked their vodkas together: "For the Gattuso family."

"cheers."

(End of this chapter)