Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

His eyes had lost their luster, blood was flowing all over the ground, his heart had been pierced, and his neck had been pierced.

"It should be dead, right? My boss Lu Mingfei is really awesome. Judging from the looks of this dragon, is it a fourth-generation or third-generation species?"

Fingel judged the dragon carcass by its size.

"Now I don't have to be a spy anymore. It's good to have the right person to follow."

Fingel was just about to take a souvenir photo to brag to his anime girlfriend EVA when he suddenly noticed that the dragon seemed to have moved.

He looked closely and saw that the pair of eyes seemed to have moved, but were still looking at him. The golden eyes, which should have dimmed, suddenly flashed with a golden luster.

Fingel's heart skipped a beat, and a chill ran from his tailbone straight to his head.

Holy crap! He's not dead!

"Brother Fei, help! Boss, help!"

Fingel retreated, howling like a banshee.

He vaguely heard a childish, bell-like laugh rapidly approaching.

"I was so scared that I started hallucinating."

"This dragon is dead!" Chu Zihang didn't look at Fingel, who was now squatting at his feet; his cold, ruthless eyes were fixed on the dragon's corpse.

Chu Zihang's words gave Fingel a great sense of security.

Caesar was drawn by Fingel's screams and, leaning against the wall, saw the dragon lying dead on the ground.

Those eyes stared intently at the dragon corpse, speechless with shock for a long time.

Did he do this?

He was nearly exhausted after dealing with the small fry outside, while inside lay the still-warm corpse of a dragon.

The only person to walk in was Lu Mingfei.

The fact that someone could kill a dragon in such a short time was an insurmountable obstacle, and his newly ignited desire to catch up and his burning belief were extinguished once again by the gradually cooling dragon blood.

Chu Zihang stroked the matte black dragon scales, still warm from the flow of dragon blood. Suddenly, he felt a call from his ancient bloodline. A majestic figure appeared before him, towering into the clouds, bathed in rosy light and shrouded in mist. Just standing beside him was enough to calm the surging, violent bloodline within him.

Peace and tranquility, a peace and tranquility unlike any other.

He was not captivated by it; he immediately felt surprised and puzzled by this "auspicious omen."

Every hybrid carries the risk of going out of control, which increases with the purity and concentration of dragon blood. They may become addicted to killing or other desires, becoming the kind of hybrid dominated by desires and targeted by the Executive Department.

How could there be something that could bring such peace to a mixed-race population?

"Senior Brother Chu, are you alright?" Lu Mingfei's voice rang out.

This interrupted Chu Zihang's thoughts, bringing him back to the real world.

Everything from just now has disappeared.

"It's nothing." Chu Zihang wasn't sure if the scene he just witnessed was his imagination or if he was influenced by the bloodline of the dragon corpse.

"Boss, you've finally come out! If you hadn't, I would have peed my pants in fear. That dragon's eyes flickered just now, is it not completely dead?"

Lu Mingfei glanced at the eight-foot-tall man next to the dragon corpse, this amusing fellow.

“He’s completely dead. It’s probably a spasm.” Lu Mingfei sheathed his one-handed sword.

"Boss, did you really kill this?" Fingel pointed at the dragon corpse.

“It’s nothing, just a small favor. No need to make a fuss.” Lu Mingfei straightened his back, tucked in his stomach, and strode outside.

He walked with the most dashing gait of his first half of life.

"It was nothing?" Fingel suddenly noticed something amiss with Lu Mingfei, as if... he was missing a hand.

His right hand had disappeared, replaced by a white bone spur and slowly wriggling flesh.

He killed a pure dragon at the cost of one hand, and that hand is still growing slowly, which means he killed the dragon without taking any damage.

"Boss is awesome!"

Fingel yelled and followed Lu Mingfei like a lapdog.

"Is your hand alright?" Chu Zihang asked.

"It will heal in a little while," Lu Mingfei said nonchalantly.

It's just a broken arm, not a punctured heart.

"Grow up well?" Chu Zihang tilted his head slightly.

Hybrids have abnormal regenerative abilities; they can directly regenerate severed limbs, which is somewhat horrifying.

He didn't know how to continue comforting Lu Mingfei, after all, the other party's tone was as if he had experienced many similar incidents, as if this was just a small matter.

"What should we do with the dragon corpse?" Chu Zihang wanted to confirm again whether what he had just heard was a figment of his imagination or real.

He placed his palm on the dragon's corpse, but the previous scene was gone, and the summoned bloodline weakened rapidly in the darkness.

"Leave it for now, I'll go out and contact the principal to handle it."

Lu Mingfei walked towards the gap, turned around and spoke to Fingel, who was standing behind him.

"You bring along that Caesar who's cosplaying the loudmouth monster with his mouth wide open."

"profound."

Fingel, carrying Caesar who was astonished by Lu Mingfei's "unharmed" dragon slaying, followed behind Lu Mingfei, with Chu Zihang bringing up the rear, and arrived at the elevator.

The top of the elevator was lifted up, and sharp claw marks stretched all the way to the end.

"Damn it, a snake-like Deadpool has gone out." Lu Mingfei immediately pressed the switch, and the elevator rose rapidly.

During the long journey, the elevator arrived at the ground, where a group of snake-like Deadpools lay sprawled on the ground, each bearing gunshot wounds.

It extends all the way into the woods.

"boom."

As the gunshots subsided, the last Snake-like Deadpool's head fell to the ground.

Susie, clutching her bleeding abdomen, leaned against a tree trunk and took out a magazine to reload her gun.

Her vision was blurry, and she seemed to hear someone calling her. Suddenly, three figures appeared in front of her, one of which was completely different in size. She instinctively raised her gun, but before she could pull the trigger, she lost consciousness.

Chu Zihang caught the unconscious Susie, lifted her combat uniform, and saw bright red blood dripping from her fair skin onto the ground.

He pulled out the twisted, severed finger embedded in Susie's wound, pressed on the wound, and quickly used whatever he had on him to treat it.

"Snake-like Deadpools have escaped, scattering like madmen as if they're running for their lives," Wan Boqian reported to Lu Mingfei, a submachine gun in hand.

Zero and Nono went to chase after the remaining snake-like Deadpools.

"Okay, mission accomplished. Senior brother, take Susie back to the branch. The rest of you come with me to the small village." Lu Mingfei needed to investigate some things in the village.

Was it Chishuo who was preaching to the villagers, or were the two of them in cahoots from the beginning?

Chishuo rarely mentions matters of faith, or rather, he doesn't reveal such information.

The breakthrough lies with the villagers.

“Now that the mission is complete, we can just notify the villagers to evacuate. There’s no need for you to make the trip yourself,” Wan Boqian advised.

Lu Mingfei organized his words and explained the information he knew, including the fact that Chishuo and the villagers shared the same faith, and that the terms they used to address each other were similar.

"As far as I know, we hybrids and dragons are sworn enemies. From the moment we were born, there have never been any hybrids who worship dragons, or even ordinary people, except for traitors, of course."

As a hybrid who had already graduated, Wan Boqian had heard a little about dragon history, even though it wasn't her major.

She looked at Fingel, the man who had once been superior to her.

The others followed suit and looked over.

Fingel shrugged and said helplessly, "I've been slacking off for years. I've forgotten all of this. I can't even write equations anymore."

The others headed towards the small mountain village.

Chu Zihang did not delay any longer and carried the injured Susie down the mountain.

The one he had previously encountered was the squad leader of the Fire Angels, who had the bloodline of fire. Compared to the hybrids, the title should be Bronze and Fire King.

What happened before might not have been his imagination, but something that actually happened.

But... how could the cruel and tyrannical dragon race be so loving, so peaceful, and so awe-inspiring?

Something's very wrong.

"Zihang, is that you?" Susie opened her eyes slightly, smelled the familiar scent of shampoo, and felt the boy's broad back and strong arms supporting her, preventing her from falling.

She rested her cheek against Chu Zihang's neck, "With you here, I don't feel any pain."

"If it doesn't hurt anymore, it means the painkillers from before have taken effect."

"You... the 'painkiller' has taken effect."

......

Lu Mingfei brought Fingel, Wan Boqian, and Zero back to the village.

The executive branch stationed here had just received Lu Mingfei's orders to surround the entire village and prevent anyone from leaving.

Lu Mingfei found the village chief, who was praying in the church.

Many others joined the village chief in the morning prayers.

He called the village chief aside.

"You, what's going on here?!" The village chief exclaimed, noticing the bloodstains of various colors scattered on Lu Mingfei and the others.

He immediately became alert.

Upon seeing the blood-stained figures, the other villagers retreated to a corner of the church.

"We've discovered a monster, and this is all its blood," Lu Mingfei said casually, unconcerned about being exposed.

"I see." The village chief relaxed his guard slightly and asked.

"Is there anything else?"

The four exchanged glances, while the others looked at Lu Mingfei.

It was Lu Mingfei who discovered this problem, and it was also Lu Mingfei who completed this mission.