Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

They had already tacitly accepted Lu Mingfei as their leader, so it was time for the leader to speak, not for them.

The Four Archangels, the White Priest, the Black Lord... and the Walker.

There are so many questions. If the village chief were to ask them all, he would probably be talking until tomorrow, and he would take the opportunity to preach to them.

The key this time is the Alchemy Matrix to revive the Black King. If we can find out the location of the Black King, or the core Alchemy Matrix, we might be able to use force to thwart their plans.

"Black King...where is the Holy Lord's 'Heaven'?"

"So you also want to follow the Holy Lord. I understand now. You must want to become angels. They have long lives and great power, which is something many people pursue."

"However, this requires unwavering faith; otherwise, one cannot receive the blessing of the angels."

The elderly village chief suddenly realized he had gone off-topic.

"The entrance to Heaven is everywhere, but only angels can open it. The Holy Lord resides in the deepest palace of Heaven, where He maintains the operation of the mortal world."

"How can I enter 'Heaven'?" Lu Mingfei continued to ask.

"Only those blessed by the angels are qualified to enter Heaven. Others have not washed away their sins and need to undergo suffering through devout faith to cleanse their sins before they can gain the angels' mercy," the old village chief replied.

“The traveler…” Lu Mingfei slowly savored the word.

This is not the all-powerful Sun Wukong, but more like an intermediate state, a state between angels and mortals.

This form can only be obtained after being blessed, just like... a hybrid!

"Activate the Golden Eyes," he instructed the others.

The others did the same.

The light inside the church had taken on a golden hue.

Upon seeing the golden eyes of the group, the village chief's eyes widened instantly, and he knelt down before them with a thud.

"Welcome, esteemed traveler. I was blind to your greatness and hope you will forgive me."

The other villagers, who were hiding in the corner, were afraid of being a step behind others, so they quickly came up behind the village chief, knelt down, and shouted in unison.

"Welcome, Venerable Traveler!"

"These ordinary people were involved in the resurrection of the Dragon King?" Fingel asked in surprise.

“No, it’s more like a religion used to control people,” Zero said.

Lu Mingfei felt a buzzing in his ears, and his mind went completely blank.

If the Black King and the other Dragon Kings are still alive, why use the Alchemy Matrix to resurrect them?

Is the Alchemy Matrix really what resurrected the Black King?

If the speculation is correct, the so-called paradise is the Nibelungen, which is extremely difficult to find in reality.

What exactly does the Alchemy Matrix do?

And where are those living Dragon Kings now?

Lu Mingfei didn't know.

There's still too little information; he still knows too little.

"Take this village chief away!" Lu Mingfei turned and left.

He needs to ask more people and look up more information.

"Will the great traveler take me to the angels to bless me?" The village chief was overjoyed, and his head slammed heavily against the ground, leaving bloody marks.

"Thank you, Master Traveler! Thank you, Master Traveler!"

Lu Mingfei's heart skipped a beat at their insane behavior; this was practically a brainwashing religion.

His gaze swept over the other villagers who had looked up.

"Take everyone away and interrogate them immediately!" Lu Mingfei left only his back view.

He went to the location of the alchemy matrix again.

"The boss has spoken. Tell the men to make their move, Junior Sister Wan and Junior Sister Ling," Fingel said, acting as a messenger.

Former Navy SEALs who had been surrounding the village swarmed forward, armed with live ammunition, and ruthlessly forced everyone down the mountain. Even children were taken into vehicles, and the elderly were carried onto stretchers.

......

Lu Mingfei didn't get a good night's rest; his mind was filled with thoughts.

If the Black King didn't die, then what is the Alchemy Matrix for?

He paced back and forth in the room until hunger roused him from his thoughts.

After satisfying their hunger at the branch's cafeteria, they met Chu Zihang on their way back.

“Mingfei, I saw something when I touched the dragon corpse yesterday.” Lu Mingfei was the only person Chu Zihang could trust.

He laid out everything about the kind giant.

The one who could directly resonate with Chu Zihang was his source—the King of Bronze and Fire.

How could a cruel dragon king be so kind?

“I don’t know what happened either. This matter started some time ago and now it has involved a religion. Perhaps it is related to this religion. If we can investigate its origin, it should be able to answer what you are seeing.”

"Yes, the interrogation is over. Here are the documents." Chu Zihang placed a document, almost as thick as a large book, in front of Lu Mingfei.

He saw Lu Mingfei narrow his eyes, then lean back with a worried expression.

It seems they are annoyed by this information.

"Master, senior brother, could you help me check some of these materials? Perhaps they can help answer your questions about the illusion."

Lu Mingfei already had enough of a headache and didn't want to see so much more.

"Okay." Chu Zihang took over a portion of the task and began searching for important information.

Lu Mingfei also began his examination.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the two finished checking a stack of important information.

All the villagers shared the same belief: the one and only Holy Lord, whom the traveler referred to as the Lord.

In their minds, almost everyone believes in the Holy Lord.

This religion is based on the model of the Black King creating the world, the White Priest assisting the Black King, and the Four Dragon Kings maintaining order.

In the faith, they are depicted as very noble figures; those with golden eyes are travelers, and those who can fly are angels.

Most importantly, the Fire Angel visited the area in recent years, after which rumors circulated that there were sacred sites there.

These villagers had witnessed the fire angel in the sky.

That's what a person looks like.

The Dragon King is human?!

Moreover, they frequently travel in the mortal realm, so why haven't they heard a single word about the King of Bronze and Fire?

"Could it be that the Dragon King altered cause and effect?" Chu Zihang asked.

As someone who experienced the overpass incident firsthand, his conjectures are much broader.

Dududu...

Lu Mingfei was about to speak when the phone rang, it was Nuwa calling.

A furious voice suddenly rang out, like a raging girl who had suffered a losing streak in ranked matches.

"Lu Mingfei, are you really bored? What kind of weird questions are you asking? If you're so bored, go find a girlfriend to play with! She's much more fun than these questions!"

"It made me spend a whole day and night looking up information!"

"From ancient times to the present, there has never been a religious belief created based on the Black King and his followers, as you have said. There simply hasn't been one!"

"If you ever ask me any more weird questions again, I'll strangle you with my tail!"

Chapter 214 Which is true? Which is false?

"Getting angry is bad for your skin, calm down," Lu Mingfei kindly comforted her.

"You're smart to know what's going on. So, what else do you want?"

Actually, Lu Mingfei has another question.

"Is Nidhogg, the Black King, dead?"

"Are you an idiot? Did a donkey kick your brain? Or did a dog fuck it?" Nuwa was already annoyed after staying up all day and night, and Lu Mingfei's basic question made her explode.

"If the Black King hadn't died, would we be alive today? If the Black King hadn't died, you wouldn't even have the life to ask these stupid questions. Although we don't know how the Black King died, the 'War of the Eight Kings' happened after his death. The eight dragon kings split into four camps and fought each other. In the end, the weak fled and the strong stayed, accumulating strength to prepare for revenge later."

"If you ask me to look up information again, I'll sell the news that Old Tang is a reincarnated dragon to the Gattuso family in Europe. They'd be happy to kill a dragon who hasn't even gained power yet." Nuwa gritted her teeth in hatred.

To solve Lu Mingfei's strange question, she consulted a large number of obscure and difficult ancient books, enduring a headache to study them word by word. After finally solving the problem, she not only did not receive thanks, but was also asked more questions.

After receiving confirmation from Nuwa that the Black King was dead, Lu Mingfei began to question the "Holy Bishop" information he had just received.

Is this thing real?

Wasn't it created by some dragon king who liked to have fun, just to see others make fools of themselves?

However, the available information suggests that the possibility of this being a joke is very low.

After a night of interrogation, the villagers' memories were surprisingly consistent: those who did not believe in the "holy bishop" were the odd ones out, and the oldest man had been taken to church to pray for God's blessing since he could remember.

Even with the use of brainwashing techniques, the form and language of prayer etched into the subconscious cannot be changed.

This old man is nearly a hundred years old. It's hard to imagine how much fun this Dragon King wants after planning this for over a century, so the probability is very low.

Lu Mingfei gathered his thoughts; Nuwa was so enraged that she used Old Tang as a threat.

"Isn't it?"

"You'll see once you try it."

"..." Lu Mingfei decided to change the subject. "After a while, I will return to China after completing my mission. There are some things I need to discuss with your Zhou family, the Chen family, the Li family, and other orthodox families."

"Do you really have that much influence?" Nuwa said disdainfully.

“Angers has given me authorization, so I should be able to represent Angers.”