Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

The two snake-like Deadpools, still at the bottom of the elevator, were slammed to the ground, followed by the sound of bones cracking.

The filthy blood flowed out from the bottom of the elevator like winding black and red snakes, swimming towards Lu Mingfei and his companions.

Lu Mingfei cautiously drew Harper's Sword from his waist and beheaded them, making sure there wouldn't be any horror stories like a sudden resurrection.

"Is it really necessary to be so cruel?" Fingel hadn't carried out a mission in many years.

What surprised them more was Lu Mingfei's skillful technique. He was like a habitual murderer, easily severing the heads of the two snake-like deadmen and casually tossing them aside like trash.

"No, I mean, Fei-ge's decisions are always correct." Fingel quickly corrected himself, afraid that he would be discarded like the two heads Lu Mingfei had just thrown away.

"Protect yourselves, wear noise-canceling headsets, and avoid hearing anything you shouldn't hear when communicating through the headsets." Lu Mingfei put on the headsets made by the Equipment Department.

Generally speaking, 99% of the equipment in the equipment department is made of explosives, but this time the principal showed the otaku in the equipment department the power of words: either do it well, or withdraw all funding, and you won't even be able to drink the filtered water.

Faced with the principal's violent intimidation, the members of the equipment department could only perform simple tasks like unimaginative machines.

"Caesar, don't use the Word of Power Weasel, or you'll be in danger," Lu Mingfei warned as a final reminder over the microphone.

Before them lay a massive exhibition hall. The loud crash of the elevator shaft slamming down startled even more of the snake-like Deadpools. They turned their heads, their dazzling golden eyes gleaming in the darkness. A cacophony of roars converged into a powerful sonic boom that crashed down upon the group.

The people wearing headsets couldn't hear the sound at all, but they could tell from the foul breath and surging air that there were definitely a lot of snake-like deadmen.

These snake-like Deadpools, like starving students hearing the school bell, sprinted towards the "cafeteria" at breakneck speed, their gaping maws opening and closing repeatedly, brandishing their sharp claws.

Pairs of golden eyes rose and fell like golden waves, sweeping in and destroying everything in their way.

"From Babylon..."

Without saying a word, Chu Zihang immediately began chanting Junyan. The rising air surged around him, and with each breath, it transformed into a fiery red flame that rose up like a giant hand, slapping towards the snake-like dead servant in front of him.

Driven only by their bloodlust, the serpentine dead servants were fearless. Even when faced with the extremely hot Jun Yan that could kill them instantly, they still charged forward fearlessly, rushing towards the flames that almost reached the top of the hall, turning into charred corpses that lay quietly on the ground.

A wide-area AOE attack from Junyan cleared some distance for them.

Caesar and Fingel watched this scene and were deeply impressed by the power of words.

Although it's unclear why Lu Mingfei didn't let him use the Word Spirit Kamaitachi, there must be a reason, given that he had carried out similar missions before.

Caesar was somewhat envious as the charred corpses piled up on the ground, but even without using his Word of Power, he could still rely on his physical skills and the weapons in his hand to fight his way through the serpentine horde of dead servants.

The alchemical weapon Murasame was as nimble as a finger in Chu Zihang's hands, and his swordsmanship seemed to have improved considerably since the last incident.

Every night, he would sweat it out at the Lionheart Kendo Dojo until late into the night, until Susie reminded him it was time to rest. This was his routine every day.

Even without activating Bloodlust mode, he can still accurately pierce the hearts, throats, and brows of the Serpent Dead Servants from their encirclement.

Thus, they escaped the encirclement of the snake-like Deadpool.

At this moment, he deeply realized that his training was absolutely effective and useful, and he would not become the one who dragged the team down.

Seeing Chu Zihang slaughtering like a wolf among sheep, Caesar was also filled with excitement and eager to try. He picked up Dicket and charged at the nearest snake-like dead servant.

The sharp Dick Tudor easily sliced ​​through the snake-like Deadpool's skin and severed its muscles, but stopped at the bone, where it was blocked. The feeling of resistance surprised him slightly.

He increased his strength again, but unexpectedly, Deadpool's attack had already arrived. He rolled over to dodge, drew his Dick Tudor, which felt stiff, and once again accurately slashed at the opponent's injured neck.

After two strikes, he finally severed the snake-like Deadpool's head. The round head rolled on the ground, and dark red blood flowed out in a crooked line from the severed neck, rolling towards the snake-like Deadpool that Chu Zihang had killed with Murasame.

Just how much effort did this boy put in to make him kill Deadpool so effortlessly?

Caesar thought he had tried hard enough, reducing his visits to the White Ballet, his drinking, and his indulgences, but...

He was not even half as good as Chu Zihang, whom he had always regarded as his rival. This blow turned into a powerful fighting spirit, burning like dry tinder, filling his body and giving him even greater strength.

He charged toward the onrushing Deadpool.

The number was unknown, and the corpses had piled up like mountains.

Fingel's eye twitched. Caesar could only kill one at a time; it would be difficult to kill more than that, which was understandable.

Every time Chu Zihang took action, swarms of snake-like deadly servants would fall, making it seem like a one-sided massacre.

While he was distracted, he noticed Lu Mingfei walking unhurriedly towards the deepest part of the hall.

"Brother Fei, watch out!"

As the boss's most capable subordinate, he should share the boss's burdens and shield the boss from harm.

However, his feet showed no intention of moving forward; after all, it was too dangerous.

The urge to give up was pounding in my heart.

Suddenly, a foul stench filled his nostrils, and a serpentine Deadpool that had miraculously survived appeared beside him.

Fingel took a few steps back. "There's a cause for every grievance, and a debtor for every crime. I didn't kill any of your kind. Go find whoever killed your kind, don't come looking for me."

The snake-like Deadpool ignored Fingel's babbling and lunged at him, its bloody fangs almost pressing against his neck. In an instant, Fingel's figure changed, his slightly loose clothes bulged, and his exposed skin turned bronze.

"Word of Power: Bronze Throne!"

The caster can strengthen their muscles, skin, and even bones in a very short time, greatly enhancing their strength, endurance, and defense. This is a powerful word for close combat.

The enhanced body gripped the snake-like Deadpool's neck, its claws scratching at Fingal's body, barely tearing his clothes to reveal the bronze-lustered skin beneath.

"This is one of the few clothes I own. Don't you snake-like deadpools have any brains?"

Fingel's lewd gaze suddenly changed, his eyes filled with deep murderous intent and regret for the clothes.

Clenching his other fist, he slammed it directly onto the snake-like Deadpool's head, creating a huge dent that revealed the blood-stained, mangled brain matter inside.

"So it actually has a brain."

Fingel snorted coldly, "You all forced me to do this. I just wanted to fish in troubled waters."

He clenched his fist and slammed it at the charging snake-like dead servant. The power enhanced by the Bronze Throne was incomparably strong, striking the attacking snake-like dead servant's head or torso.

As he was cleaning up the snake-like deadly servants he had missed, he noticed Caesar standing there, completely ignoring the deadly servants attacking him.

Fingel punched and smashed the attacking snake-like deadpool, then followed Caesar's gaze and discovered a scene that horrified him.

With one hand behind his back and a sword in the other, Lu Mingfei strolled leisurely through the dimly lit hall. With each swift movement of his sword, at least a group of assassins were either decapitated or cut in half.

He was like a ruthless lawnmower reaping the remaining lives of the snake-like Deadpools. His leisurely figure amidst the enemy's encirclement made one wonder if he was there to carry out a bloody and cruel mission, or perhaps to enjoy a leisurely stroll.

"This isn't even human anymore! It's practically a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex!!" Fingel exclaimed.

He had imagined the power of an S-class, but he never expected it to be this powerful, capable of easily defeating enemies that had given them all headaches.

“I think I feel the same way,” Caesar replied absentmindedly.

Just after the two finished speaking, Lu Mingfei turned around and unleashed a sword aura at them.

In an instant, they were in front of them.

The sword energy carried a terrifying pressure, so much so that they didn't even have the will to escape, and stood motionless, affected by fear.

Swish!

Fingel felt a piece of his clothes being sliced ​​off. He turned around and saw four or five snake-like dead servants pounce on him. They had been cut in half by the sword energy and were crawling on the ground with difficulty, leaving long trails of blood, like mermaid tails.

"Is that the sword energy from Chinese movies and TV shows? How terrifying!" Fingel raised his trembling arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead, completely unaware that the blood and sweat on his hands were dripping down his face and onto his clothes.

This was the closest Lu Mingfei had come to death in recent years. It would not be an exaggeration to compare him to a dragon, or even a dragon of high lineage.

Caesar silently watched the direction Lu Mingfei had left in, his mind a complete mystery. The fighting spirit in his eyes seemed to have been extinguished along with Deadpool by Lu Mingfei's sword, leaving only confusion about the future.

Caesar was deeply puzzled. Why were they all so strong? Even Fingel, who seemed weak, was ridiculously strong.

"We made the right choice!" Fingel was glad he hadn't gone against Lu Mingfei, otherwise he might have died in this battle.

......

Lu Mingfei killed many snake-like deadly minions, providing a relatively safe environment for Chu Zihang and the others to deal damage, with each person having different enemies.

Their enemy is a hybrid hidden deep within the base, guarding the flesh-and-blood alchemy matrix.

A pitch-black gate stood before Lu Mingfei, towering high like a black giant looking down upon him. The strange rectangular patterns on it, along with the gate itself, formed a massive alchemical matrix, creating a sense of oppression.

Lu Mingfei was unsure whether his blood could be activated.

With a try-it-and-see attitude, he thrust his sword into the pitch-black gate. A strong sense of resistance came from his hand. The Harper Sword, which could kill the third generation of beings, could only slowly penetrate the pitch-black giant gate.

In the end, Lu Mingfei gave up.

Who knows how thick this door is? It would be more practical to use blood instead.

He pulled out a knife and cut his own finger. Blood floated in the air like perfectly round drops. With a flick of his arm, the blood landed on the dark door in front of him.

The sound of gears turning and meshing could be heard from inside the gate.

With a loud crash, the door cracked open, and as it moved to a point where it could barely allow one person to pass through, it seemed as if some gears had broken, and the door began to spin aimlessly.

Lu Mingfei channeled his strength into his legs and instantly propelled himself through the gate to the other side.

"You've finally arrived? Are you alone?" a young man wearing a black top hat and a monocle clipped to his eye socket greeted.

"You're the mixed-race guarding this place?"

"Mixed-race? An interesting term."

The young man put down a thick book and continued, “I am merely a humble servant of the Lord, who has been fortunate enough to gain some power through the trust of the angels. I know you; you are pathetic, you are pitiful.”

"But don't worry, the one and only God will lead the angels to purify you, and bring everything back to peace and to the beginning."

God and angels?

Lu Mingfei recalled the scene from last night when he talked about faith with the village chief of the small village; their terms of address were almost identical.

"Is your Lord also called the Holy Lord? And the four archangels, and the high priest?"

The young man smiled but did not answer Lu Mingfei.

"Now that you've arrived, it means everything I've set up has been destroyed. I am the last line of defense. As is customary, I need to state my name to show respect for you as my opponent."

He stood up from his desk, straightened his body, and stared directly at Lu Mingfei with serious eyes.

"Your opponent is Blazing, the captain of the thirteenth squad under the Fire Angel, who is ordered to guard the 'Peace Matrix'. I will remember this battle for the rest of my life. Even if I die in battle, I will have no regrets. My soul will return to the embrace of the Lord."

The Angel of Fire?!

Could it be that those villagers are in cahoots with this person?

"Your opponent is Lu Mingfei, a first-year student at Kassel College. Your actions have violated my world, and I must kill you!"

Chapter 212 You Should Stab My Heart