Brass Dragons in the Dragon World

In the Kassel estate, the Dragon King awakens, and the Secret Society fights desperately, until only Angers remains.

"You stole treasures from other countries, and then got ripped off?"

"Excuse me for speaking frankly, but I have absolutely no sympathy for you antique dealers."

Angers, his face flushed, stammered in defense:

"How can slaying a dragon be considered stealing..."

Ander waved his hand, not pursuing the matter further, and continued to ask.

"Where did the money used to buy the cultural relics end up?"

Lu Shanyan had mentioned this before, and Angers replied:

"We are not cooperating with the Qing government, but with anti-Qing figures. The revolution needs money, so..."

Andrew sighed. Selling cultural relics, funding anti-government forces, robbing tombs and graves—no wonder the Secret Party was being targeted.

“The punishment is getting more and more serious.”

Angers then went on to explain his plans.

“We will disembark in Shanghai, make contact with the people there, and then go to Minzhou to find Madam Lu, who is Lu Shanyan’s wife. Your identity requires her help.”

Ande is now Lu Shanyan's second uncle, a mixed-race overseas Chinese named Lu Ande, who is considered a branch of the Lu family.

But all of this requires Mrs. Lu's cooperation.

"Returning to one's roots, that's quite nice..."

Angers glanced at Ander, surprised that Ander had learned about Chinese customs so quickly.

“No, Lu Shanyan’s body is no longer suitable for moving. It has been completely contaminated by dragon blood and can only be buried at the Kassel Manor, where there are protective measures designed by the Secret Party.”

"Then how will you explain this to other men's wives?"

Angers lowered his head, pursed his lips, and after a long while, he could only utter one sentence:

"I have no idea……"

Ander looked at Angers, who was in pain, patted him on the shoulder, and changed the subject.

"And then, what do we do?"

Angers squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth:

"Head north to Tongwan City and find that bastard Friedrich."

"This isn't a plan at all..."

"No need for plans, just fight."

Is there any support?

"No, my injuries healed too quickly, and the Secret Service doesn't trust me."

Despite the explosion, Angers was completely unharmed, which seemed quite suspicious.

"Without support, without a plan, are you prepared to go and die?"

Angers raised his head and stared intently at Ander:

"You'll help me, won't you?"

Ander scratched his head, feeling like he'd fallen into a pit.

"Whatever, you're the employer, you decide."

Angers smiled, but the stiff muscles in his face made his smile look like a cry.

Ander shifted to a more comfortable position and continued the awkward conversation.

"Let's talk about Deadpool. We'll probably encounter a lot of that disgusting creature this time."

Angers didn't say much, but he did teach Anders some things about Deadpool.

These hybrids have broken through the bloodline barrier and yearn to transform into dragons, but unfortunately, they are destined to become half-human, half-dragon undead.

After Mr. Angers's short lesson ended, Ander asked a question.

"Do you think those Deadpools can swim?"

"Probably, the cargo ship that was transporting artifacts for the Secret Service was sunk by Deadpool."

The Queen Mary, the cargo ship that carried goods for the Secret Service, sank in the Atlantic Ocean the day after the "Lizard Bones" were delivered.

His crew members all turned into Deadpool and appeared in the battle of Cassel Manor.

Angers couldn't help but smile as he imagined the Deadpools, dressed in heavy clothes, swimming in the sea in comical poses.

But his smile quickly faded.

Do you think we might have been discovered by the enemy?

"Ander asked."

Angers reacted immediately, flicking his wrist to draw his folding knife.

What did you discover?

“While you were telling your story, I heard the sound of claws scratching at a steel plate.”

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Angers sprang up from his chair and ran toward the deck.

“I hate swimming, now they should come up to the deck.”

Ander followed behind him, walking at a leisurely pace, but his speed was no slower than that of Angers, who was running.

"You bastard..."

The two stood on the deck as heavy rain pounded down, and the giant ship moved forward in complete darkness.

A bolt of lightning flashed, illuminating the entire world, and also illuminating...

The Deadpool horde on the deck.

Angers stared at the lifeless dead servants, a sinister smile spreading across his face.

"It looks like someone sent us a gift."

"A midnight gift..."

Chapter Fourteen: You've been enhanced, hurry up...

On the deck of the passenger ship, Ender looked at the zombie-like dead servants in front of him and felt nauseous.

The appearance of these things was far beyond what Ender could possibly accept.

Since these Deadpools come from the sea, they are mostly covered with strips of seaweed or kelp, making them look like a hybrid of fish-men, dragons, and zombies.

"Are those fake dragons really that bad at aesthetics?"

"These things are absolutely disgusting."

Even now, An De still couldn't resist complaining.

"Shut up."

Angers only had a folding knife, but that was more than enough to slit Deadpool's throat.

He watched the Deadpool surging towards him, feeling no fear whatsoever, only the excitement of battle and the thrill of revenge.

Angers is eager to make a big splash right away.

"Stand still and I'll give you a buff."

Ande stopped Angers from rushing forward.

At this time, Angers was not yet the formidable Kassel principal who would later become.

He was the most outstanding young man in the Secret Service, but he was still just a young man.

Ande raised his hand, and magical energy refreshed Angers' body as if it were free.

The elegance of cats

The strength of the ox

The Bear's Patience

Resisting energy damage...

To be a mage, knowing how to cast fireball is important, but knowing how to apply buffs is even more important.

Angers felt his body surging with power, and he was even stronger now than when he activated "Blood Rage".

Ander looked at the eager Angers and recalled a line from a game.

"You've been enhanced, go quickly."

At Ander's command, Angers charged out like a mad dog.

The next moment, Angers appeared on the other side, and several Deadpool heads flew into the sky—this was the power of Time Zero.

Ander nodded in satisfaction as he watched Angers' performance.

Why should the elder brother have to step in if the younger brother can handle it?

"Okay, you can play all you want, I'm going back to sleep."

Ender had no desire to fight these disgusting enemies.

But Deadpool won't let him go.

Angers charged into the group of Dead Servants again, no longer using Word of Power, but engaging in close combat with them.

The Dead Servants fought off Angers' attacks while surrounding Ander.

Ander can't leave.

"I didn't want to fight these disgusting things."

Ander took out his spatial bag from behind him and pulled out a thick, long staff.