Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the New Three Kingdoms

Chapter 177 The Staring Skill

It was an indescribable aura of power.

It wasn't murderous intent, nor anger, nor the simplistic logic of "I'm strong, so you're afraid of me."

It's more like a fact.

A fact so powerful it needs no explanation.

When it appears, your five senses will recognize it first, and then your brain will catch up and understand it.

This is very similar to synesthesia.

Or to be more precise, it's synesthesia.

The sensory dislocation phenomenon that originally existed only in a minority of people.

A certain stimulus will automatically trigger another feeling; it is stable, unconscious, and irresistible, and is neither rhetoric nor imagination.

You may hear people say that the letter 'a' is red, or that a certain musical note is blue.

According to statistics, about four percent of people possess this talent, and their world is more magical than others, but they are unaware of it.

None of the security guards present possessed this talent.

But they were forced to have it.

The moment Lu Mingfei's gaze swept over them, they saw more than just one person.

They saw an order.

They heard a command.

They smelled, touched, and even tasted a cold, hard flavor at the back of their tongues—a concept known as "surrender."

The concept seemed to have been directly ripped from their minds.

It's as if someone has engraved the same word into everyone's nerves, so deeply that other thoughts temporarily lose their meaning.

It doesn't matter whether we make eye contact or not.

It's enough that he saw it.

Lu Mingfei calls this technique the "Staring Skill".

It sounds corny, but the effect is quite good.

He just doesn't use it much normally.

It's useless in duels and has no significance when charging into battle.

In the distorted Three Kingdoms, ordinary people are mostly just background figures, but even those background figures are living, breathing people.

In the intense, almost out-of-control environment of a battlefield, being hit like that could cause someone to collapse on the spot.

As for his return, he hasn't really used this tactic much, mainly because it's not useful and not very effective; forcibly manipulating others is not very civilized or polite.

He had already used it without his knowledge, only through sound.

Of course, the situation is urgent now, and he doesn't have time to be polite.

He just wants them to leave.

Lu Mingfei stood in the middle of the corridor, his gaze and tone calm, as if he were announcing an order that should have been carried out anyway.

"Everyone, leave this building as quickly and orderly as possible."

The moment those words were spoken, they were etched into everyone's minds like steel nails.

They did not discuss it.

There was no question.

Without any hesitation.

Then execute.

"I will obey your will."

The sounds were very synchronized.

It was so neat it was unsettling.

Then came the sound of footsteps.

Fast, yet very orderly.

They jogged around like they were in a fire drill, automatically forming lines and being directed to the nearest stairwell.

It automatically maintains distance and keeps quiet; even its breathing sounds like it's been trained.

Of course, they have indeed been trained. Most of the people here have attended primary school. Even those who haven't attended primary school have conducted fire drills in the company.

This is how Lu Mingfei imagined it, so they acted according to this imagination.

The people in the entire corridor disappeared like the receding tide in a very short time, leaving only a straight line that had been cleared out.

It was excessively quiet.

It was so quiet it didn't seem real.

And the fog was rising from the end of the corridor.

First, there was a thin layer of ash.

It then turned into a thicker white.

It was as if someone was slowly pouring a whole pool of cold water into this floor, and the mist squeezed out from the cracks in the doors and seeped out from the vents.

Crawling close to the ground.

It then rises along the wall.

They swallowed the distant emergency exit signs, turning the light into blurry swathes of light.

Lu Mingfei looked at the fog, his expression unchanged.

He simply activated the Heaven-Hating Sword Technique.

The halberd is not suitable for narrow terrain.

He reached out and drew the Heaven-Hateing Sword.

The pure black scabbard transformed into a longsword in his palm, its blade stretching the night into a straight line with barely any reflection.

He held the sword in both hands.

The fog swirled before him, like some living thing probing his boundaries.

But it doesn't matter, he just needs to go in.

the other side.

Chu Zihang stood on the other side of the twenty-first floor.

There was a wall of people in front of him.

The security guards stood side by side, silent, stiff, their eyes vacant as if something had been removed from them.

They stood shoulder to shoulder, blocking the corridor completely, leaving not even a gap to squeeze through.

Their breathing was synchronized.

Their standing posture was very uniform.

Their eyes were also very unified.

They were so uniform they didn't look human.

It's more like an array that's been laid out.

This is the effect of the Word Spirit King's Servant, which greatly enhances the physical attributes of people and even some animals within the activation range, and then makes them obey commands.

Of course, for hybrids, it only means they are enhanced and will not obey commands.

So half of this entire floor was occupied by the half-breed teammate who activated the King's Servant.

A message came through the earpiece; it was Lu Mingfei's voice.

The other half of the security guards were transferred away, and the so-called "King's Servants" looked like clowns performing acrobatics under Lu Mingfei's golden eyes.

If the king wants to see, they can continue their performance; if the king says "step down," they have no choice but to step down.

...But isn't this a bit too strong?

Forget it, let's just focus on the task at hand.

Chu Zihang drew his sword, and lightning flashed behind him, the bright light reflecting off the blade and highlighting his cold, hard face.

And his golden eyes seemed to be burning.

Lu Mingfei chose to evacuate, so he also had to find a way to evacuate the group of security guards. If he wanted to do that, there was a very simple way.

Chu Zihang looked at the figure chanting behind the human wall formed by security guards; that would be his target.

—Kill the half-breed who activated the King's Servant.

Blood Explosion!

Scales began to appear on Chu Zihang's body, although he couldn't make the world slow down in his eyes like Lu Mingfei.

But this method was enough for Chu Zihang to get over the human wall.

It's actually quite simple; all he needs to do is use his legs to jump over.

He slightly exerted force with his feet, but the security guards, as if realizing what he was about to do, all jumped up in unison.

Chu Zihang retreated abruptly; for him, the biggest problem was how to avoid hurting the security guards.

However, he does have a solution.

There is a suspension bridge between Building A and Building B that allows people to cross.

At a height of 100 meters, to ensure his safety, he would have to reach the suspension bridge no matter what, unless he activated the second or even third level of Blood Explosion.

only.....

...This seems to have put him in the enemy's trap.

Chu Zihang's eyes widened suddenly. He saw something he shouldn't have seen and smelled something he shouldn't have smelled.

It was a rusty Maybach, it smelled of a cold, stormy night, it smelled of that day!

The Maybach crashed into the load-bearing wall of Tower A of the Runde Building, causing a cloud of mist to billow out. The force of the impact even caused the suspension bridge where it landed to begin to collapse!

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