Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

"Something's not right with these Deadpools."

Bang!

Fingel shook his cracked, bleeding hand.

"If you hadn't said so earlier, I would have felt like I'd hit a piece of metal."

Chu Zihang cut open the snakehead Deadpool's flesh. There was no flow of blood, no heartbeat, and the cut surface of the bones reflected a weak light under the flickering lamplight.

"A corpse guard, and its bones have already become metallic," Chu Zihang exclaimed in surprise.

"Fingal, step back, leave this to us." He charged forward with his knife.

Fingel looked at Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, who had charged into the passageway, and gave a bitter smile.

"How useless am I, as the senior brother, to be protected by you junior brothers!"

He stepped on the snake-headed dead servant that Chu Zihang had killed, and took off its two thigh bones, carrying them on his shoulder.

Wielding Deadpool's thighbone hammer, he struck down all the remaining survivors.

Lu Mingfei moved with ease, quickly arriving at the source, a place resembling a door, where a snake-headed Deadpool would appear every few seconds.

This door is illogical; it has no handle, and it's not a sliding door, just a bare wall, yet something walks out from inside, making it seem more like Platform Nine and Three-Quarters from Hogwarts.

"Nibelungen?"

Lu Mingfei reached inside in confusion and felt Deadpool attacking his hand.

He left a signal to the side and went inside.

Hundreds of snakeheaded dead servants moved mechanically and numbly toward the exit, like robots.

Lu Mingfei gathered his sword energy and swung his sword, slicing all the Death Servants in half at the waist.

The bones at the cross-section gleamed with a metallic luster.

He climbed to a high point and looked down over the plain.

Countless skeletons clad in ancient armor lay on the ground, holding decaying weapons in their hands, all facing the same direction.

Legend has it that Norton intervened in the human world a thousand years ago as a powerful minister, but unfortunately he was eventually overthrown by countless hybrids and humans and died.

After that battle, Baidi City vanished without a trace, and none of the conquerors returned.

It turns out he died in Nibelungen.

Near the horizon, there seemed to be a colossal palace stretching out.

The White Emperor City, a true city of bronze and fire.

Ancient and weathered, it resembles a sleeping beast under the misty sky.

Fingel and Chu Zihang walked in, looking exhausted.

Fingel dropped his thigh bone, which was broken in two, with several strands of withered muscle connecting them, resembling a nunchaku.

After resting for a while, the three of them entered the palace without any hindrance.

Upon closer inspection, the palace is a dilapidated ruin, with broken walls and ruins, the only intact structure being a room riddled with traps.

These are not problems for Lu Mingfei.

They broke through the wall and entered directly.

The room contains a large number of ancient books, a long and narrow box, and an oval brass bottle.

"These should be the library of the King of Bronze and Fire."

"Is this the Tao Te Ching?" Fingel picked up a scroll to examine it.

The tiny characters were carved all over the place.

"The Tao can be Tao, but it is very Tao; the name can be famous, but it is very famous.

"Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth..."

As Fingel recited the words, his golden eyes lit up.

"Boss, I think I saw an old man riding a cow backwards waving at me."

Snapped!

Fingel threw the Tao Te Ching on the ground, still shaken.

"There are dragon patterns hidden inside."

Lu Mingfei selected some noteworthy works from this collection, such as "The Essentials of Alchemy" and "The Art of Creation"...

He was immediately captivated upon seeing it. It explained the profound theories of alchemy, and with his knowledge of the Divine Refinement Theory, he was instantly drawn in, eagerly absorbing this knowledge into his mind.

Combining the two, Lu Mingfei had a clear direction for the Dragon Blood Cultivation Furnace, and the blueprint needed to be overturned and revised.

Even weapons like the Dragon Slayer Platform, which have been broken for at least a thousand years, have illustrations and repair methods. All that is needed is a large amount of alchemical metal to be refined in the Word Spirit World as a furnace to remove impurities and leave only the essence. Adding the user's heart's blood, the Dragon Slayer Platform can be repaired and strengthened.

He possessed a large quantity of alchemical metals, which were contained within his Devouring Pouch.

As for the power of words that can be used to awaken Old Tang and get his help, perhaps it can awaken Old Tang's power.

"Boss, you're possessed!" Fingel shook Lu Mingfei's body, but seeing that Lu Mingfei still showed no signs of waking up, he had no choice but to take the scroll from his hand.

"We can't take these with us, but can I have this?" Chu Zihang asked, holding a scroll titled "The Method of Bloodline Enhancement."

"Take what you need, and take the rest." Lu Mingfei took out the Devouring Pouch and put all the ancient books inside into it.

Fingel and Chu Zihang stared at Lu Mingfei in awe. This thing, no bigger than a walnut, could hold dozens of ancient books, just like a cultivation novel.

Fingel rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Lu Mingfei discovered that there were two things he couldn't put into the Devouring Sac.

The phage has a large capacity, but it can only hold unconscious things.

One is a long, narrow rectangular box, and the other is a brass pot.

When the pitch-black box was struck, a sound that seemed to pierce through it like the roar of a dragon, chilling and terrifying.

"This must be the 'Seven Deadly Sins' created to kill other dragons. As for this brass jar..."

Lu Mingfei picked it up and weighed it briefly, finding it very light. He looked inside and saw that it was hollow, resembling the interior of a divided hot pot. One crack looked old, while the other crack seemed to have appeared to have appeared in the last few months.

“This should be the Dragon King’s egg; they’ve already hatched.” Chu Zihang tucked the ancient book in his hand into his waistband.

Lu Mingfei pondered.

It makes sense that both dragon kings hatched.

Norton's motives regarding the Holy Bishop are unknown, and as for Constantine, his whereabouts are still unclear.

Chapter 220 Sub-Generation? Killed in one move.

wrong.

The Holy Bishop has existed for over a hundred years, and Norton, as the stronger of the twins, will certainly hatch first.

The problem is that Norton, after hatching, neither activated anything within the Bronze City nor took care of his brother Constantine.

This palace, which should have belonged to Norton, showed no signs of use, as if it had been abandoned for thousands of years without any maintenance.

The only recent trace is that of a little boy.

This is highly suspicious.

So why doesn't Norton activate the White Emperor City that he painstakingly built?

Instead, they went on to develop some kind of holy bishop.

It's hard to understand.

This is completely irrelevant.

“Boss? We should go. We’ve been here for two hours,” Fingel reminded him.

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized his mistake.

This time, he had made a great haul, acquiring almost all of Norton's books. However, now was not the best time to take inventory; he would only do so after the books were completely safe.

"Retreat. Exploration mission complete. Dangers that could threaten other hybrids have been eliminated."

Lu Mingfei hung the Dragon-Slaying Platform on his waist.

At that moment, he was like a triumphant general, his steps filled with pride.

There's nothing worth exploring in the Bronze City; the only two dangers have already left.

Chu Zihang carries the seven deadly sins on his back.

Fingel still carried an oxygen tank on his back, even though he only took it off during battles; it was their only means of escape.

He must protect him.

They returned to the ancient bronze city, where bronze structures began to protrude from the ceiling, squeezing into the remaining space.

"This should be the activated defense mechanism; we don't have much time left," Lu Mingfei analyzed.

He led the way, bringing the two of them to the vicinity of the entrance.

They found that the entrance, which should have been open, remained closed, without any sign of having been opened, as if the people on the Yangtze River had forgotten them.

If things don't go according to plan, then something unexpected has happened.

Fingel and Chu Zihang took out the blood of Lu Mingfei that they had saved before, opened it, and sprayed it directly on the wall.

The blood spreading in the water was sucked into the bronze wall as if it had encountered a vacuum cleaner.

A long, satisfied sigh rang out from inside the wall, and a narrow, spiked passageway reappeared.

Lu Mingfei took the lead and swam ahead.

As we got closer to the exit, we could see beams of light shining down from the water, with bright red ribbons floating in the water within them.

The closer you are to the exit, the more bright red ribbons you'll see.

Broken chunks of meat floated down from above.

Lu Mingfei swam out of the passage and saw a bright red patch in the water, as if it were covered in red ink.