Lu Mingfei, become the king of gambling in dungeons!

Chapter 95 The Eye of Nidhogg (Part Two)

"My personal advice is that you shouldn't use my fetal blood to advance in rank, and you shouldn't try to accelerate the revival of your own bloodline—"

—I know you can do it.

"It would be best to use a first-generation being with a weaker bloodline to dilute your dragon blood, preventing you from going completely mad. The faster you awaken, the faster the disaster will strike. Generally speaking, the first-generation being of the side that wields 'power' has a significantly weaker bloodline than the first-generation being of the side that wields 'strength,' even though they share the throne. The monarch who wields 'strength' is usually food for the monarch who wields 'power.'"

On the dimly lit city street, a boy who looked a little disheveled stumbled along.

"Did you go to Egypt to become a mummy?" Lu Mingfei turned around and was surprised to find Lu Mingze, who had been beaten black and blue, adjusting his white tie with his left hand wrapped in bandages.

This was the first time he had ever seen Lu Mingze so miserable. Before, this little devil always pretended to be something he'd never seen, exuding the air of a noble young master.

Lu Mingze looked utterly dejected, like a lost dog, making one wonder if he'd been badly beaten up for trying to dine and dash. Lu Mingfei recalled a time in middle school when no one could pick him up during a typhoon; he remembers how incredibly awkward it was to be caught in the storm back then.

And he might actually have been beaten senseless; what nonsense is he spouting?

Lu Mingfei thought to himself, what do you mean by diluting the dragon blood with the first generation of the species? Why don't you just use billionaires to lower the average national income?

Diluting the dragon's blood with the first generation of seeds doesn't make it more concentrated.

"I thought you went offline. It's only been a few minutes and you've been beaten up like this. Are you trying to extort money from me for medical expenses? That trick won't work on a poor person." Lu Mengfei turned his pockets inside out, indicating that he didn't have any money and couldn't bring the check with him.

"It's not extortion, it was you who beat me up like this just now, brother," Lu Mingze complained indistinctly, looking pitiful.

Unfazed by his act, Lu Mingfei crossed his arms and said, "Nonsense! I only stabbed you once with 'Ama-no-Murakumo.' All your other injuries from before that were already healed, okay? I didn't even use much force. Didn't you commit suicide?"

Lu Mingze didn't object to creating a brick-shaped ice cube to apply to his face. What was the point of arguing with someone with dissociative identity disorder?

"You just said you wanted me to learn from Odin and become some kind of half-blood king, what do you mean?" Since he was still there, there was no need for Lu Mingfei to slowly ponder the doubts in his heart.

"Odin is some kind of dragon king, right? He willingly degenerated and wanted to become a hybrid? And is this Odin a 'Sir, this way' surrenderist among the dragons?"

No matter how powerful a hybrid king is, he's still a bit inferior to a natural dragon king. If Odin were a pure-blooded dragon, he'd really have a serious problem and need to cut himself.

"It depends on which Odin you're asking about. The one we encountered before was pureblood." Lu Mingze weakly rubbed his face with an ice cube. "The 'Path to Godhood' leading to a hybrid king was originally a path for dragons to test their skills; it's a branch of the dragons' 'ascension to godhood'."

"Since the beginning of creation, the inherent flaws of the oldest dragons have been left behind. In order to achieve perfect evolution, dragons also need to complete themselves. Their origin is strange and lonely."

When the word "source" was mentioned, Lu Mingze gave Lu Mingfei a complicated look, while the latter listened attentively, completely unaware of what was going on.

"Or, brother, you could choose to have more human female offspring, and select those with stable bloodlines to serve as your purification vessels. The conditions are extremely stringent. In addition to having stable bloodlines, these offspring must not only withstand your 'power' and 'crown', but also have a high degree of compatibility with you—wait, brother, why are you blushing?"

"Having children is theoretically feasible, but for you, brother, firstly, finding a clean 'key' to act as the mother could easily alert the enemy; secondly, your greatest enemy is recovering almost simultaneously with you, and it's not a good time for you to divert your energy."

Lu Mingze suddenly stopped. He recalled many things from the past, memories that were so distant that they felt like a lifetime ago.

"Thirdly, qualified offspring are too rare. If you don't do anything, it would take at least ten thousand years for them to be born naturally. Creating them directly using yourself as a template is not feasible. There was once a dragon with a dim head that created eight bizarre things using itself as a template."

"That's what the Odins and monarchs of the dark side of the world learned to do. They wanted the Black King's power and strength, but they didn't dare to bear the madness and loneliness in the Black King's bloodline. Directly seizing it would allow the Black King's will to be reborn through their bodies, and it would also attract things that shouldn't be attracted. Brother, you should try to learn from them. You can't go wrong, and even if you make a mistake, you can still gain some experience."

"Odin and his people used humans and hybrids as experimental subjects for exploration and trial and error. It's reasonable for us to use them as experimental subjects for exploration and trial and error. Sometimes in this world, it's the big fish that eats the little fish."

As he listened, Lu Mingfei unconsciously felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Lu Mingze's words made him realize how cruel the world really is, that one side will always devour the value of the other.

He recalled the history of the origin of hybrids that Chu Zihang and the others had told him. In ancient times, people offered pure young girls to some dragons, which led to the emergence of hybrids that could steal human power. But dragons are such arrogant creatures, how could they choose to mate with humans, who are inferior to them, in large numbers?

Hybrids are far weaker than dragons, but those with stable bloodlines can play other roles.

Dragons not only crave and pursue power, but also need stability.

Strength and stability are both indispensable.

From the very beginning, it was a game of mutual exploitation. Some dragons and some humans at the time longed for the emergence of hybrids. In fact, dragons needed hybrids even more than humans. They needed hybrids to experiment and learn from mistakes, and they needed hybrids of their own bloodline to create suitable tools to complete their lineage one day.

Lu Mingfei thought of Bai Wang; wasn't this a chilling case study?

All the mixed-race people in Japan are of the White King bloodline, and the Emperor is the perfect carrier of the White King's genes, which are not only stable but also powerful enough.

Isn't the Emperor simply a tool for the White King's purification and completion? Orochi is a deformed monster, hence its near-mad obsession with the Emperor's blood. Besides reviving himself, the White King was also conducting an experiment by bestowing blood upon Izanagi, transforming a large number of humans into inheritors of the White King's bloodline.

That White King probably isn't completely dead, is he?

Perhaps it is hiding in the shadows of the world, observing coldly from a broken state. Lu Mingfei thought that when he fought Lu Mingze, something was vying for control of his body.

Shrimp are the purifiers for small fish, small fish are the purifiers for big fish, and big fish are the purifiers for whales. This is a bloody world.

If we think about it this way, could it be that those of the eight kings who wielded "power" were originally tools for the Black King to purify his blood? Compared to the Black King and the dragon kings who wielded "strength," the dragon kings who wielded "power" undoubtedly had stable bloodlines and were probably in a relatively normal mental state.

While somewhat understanding, Lu Mingfei also found it hard to accept. The eight kings were, to some extent, creations or offspring of the Black King, using their own children as tools—it was truly a tragedy.

He couldn't help but ask Lu Mingze, "So, according to you, the hybrid monarch is the truly correct evolutionary path, possessing both the strength of dragons and the stability of humans?"