Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Sekiro

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Lu Mingfei pressed a gun against the lieutenant's head.

“I just want food, take me to the food place, don’t speak, and I don’t kill you.”

"Yes, sir!"

The lieutenant answered like a soldier, though he was so drunk that he dared to shout at a thug who had sneaked in with a gun.

"Be quiet! Next time you speak load, I will kill you!"

Lu Mingfei forcefully pushed the gun forward.

The lieutenant immediately covered his mouth and nodded to show that he understood.

The two wandered through the maze of corridors, and after a few minutes, they finally arrived at a freezer.

The lieutenant didn't have the key, so Lu Mingfei found a rope to tie his hands, took a wad of cotton from inside his clothes and stuffed it into his mouth, then pulled out the knife.

The facilities at this military base seem a bit outdated; even the doors to the food storage areas use padlocks.

It looks like it's quite heavy, bigger than the one at the lighthouse, but still not as good as the lock in the first room.

when!when!when!

Three loud bangs, accompanied by intense sparks, and the iron lock fell to the ground.

The lieutenant's eyes widened, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Is this even human?

He shuddered, and the effects of the alcohol finally began to wear off.

Lu Mingfei pushed the lieutenant through the door, but once inside, there was only emptiness.

The pristine white room, tinged with ice blue, exuded a chill, with large blocks of ice, transported from the snow, scattered in the corners of the cold storage.

Even if there hasn't been any supplies for a year, there should still be some food here, not to mention there's a ball tonight. The Doctor only holds balls when supplies are plentiful. Where did Major Bondarev's supplies go?

"You! Faker!"

Lu Mingfei squinted and asked, then suddenly took the cotton out of the lieutenant's mouth.

"No! NO! NO!" The lieutenant shook his head like a rattle-drum. "I don't know! I don't know!"

Lu Mingfei felt that this cowardly guy didn't seem to be lying, otherwise he wouldn't have brought him to the ice cave, but would have used his cleverness to lead him to the armed troops.

He thought he probably knew what was going to happen at the port.

This lieutenant was nothing more than an ignorant victim.

Well, is it really impossible to find food on the ice plains?

Seals, polar bears, penguins...

Whether it's the Antarctic or the Arctic, there are living organisms. Since there's no easy solution, let's dive into the icy water and catch fish.

Hopefully, his luck won't be too bad, and he'll encounter a polar bear, so he can have both warm fur and enough meat to keep warm.

There's no need to scavenge for food anymore, but we can ask the lieutenant if he has a portable tent and a lighter. Having these would increase our chances of survival.

He used a knife to carve the shapes of a makeshift tent, a lighter, and a dog sled onto the wooden plank windows, asking the lieutenant if he could find any.

The lieutenant's face turned extremely ugly. He realized that the masked mystery man in front of him was trying to escape.

He glanced back at the empty room, then remembered the fuel oil in the boiler tank, and pleaded with Lu Mingfei, "Can you take me? I want to go too."

He didn't want to die, didn't want to be a victim; he wanted to return to Moscow and reunite with his family.

A knife-wielder beyond human limits might actually be able to lead him to escape the frigid polar regions without food.

He was a soldier after all, highly disciplined, and wouldn't hold anyone back. He could also drive a sled, shoot a gun, and knew where seals and polar bears roamed.

He tried his best to demonstrate his usefulness, hoping the mysterious man would take him along on his escape.

He's really not Faker.

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Countdown Begins

"Haha, Major Bondarev is truly learned and talented." The doctor continued with a smile. "It seems your research has made great progress. If only we could take away the remains of that ancient dragon from the permafrost, it would be amazing. Even though only bones remain, its cocoon is still pulsating."

“Dragons are the true masters of the world. Humans were merely their servants in the past. Don’t worry.” Bondarev took a sip of hot tea. “With current science and technology, we cannot dig through the deep permafrost in a short time. We will come back after everything is over and settled.”

“That’s true.” The doctor shook his head, his smile finally fading. “I’ll go check on the sled dogs. Major, would you like to come along?”

"No need, you can go." Major Bondarev wiped the Maklov pistol in his hand, his deep eyes revealing a cryptic expression.

"Then Major, get some rest. We'll set off at nine o'clock when they start administering the hallucinogens." The doctor opened the door and went out.

The moment the door closed, his face became ferocious and ugly, like a blue-faced demon being fried in oil in the eighteenth level of hell.

"Damn it! The hallucinogens didn't work on him!" The doctor took out the revolver from his pocket, glanced at it, and hurried away from the door as if fleeing something terrifying.

Midnight? How could we possibly wait until then?

Once he's about to escape to a safe distance, Black Swan Harbor will be bombed into ruins.

The vacuum bomb will level Black Swan Harbor, and Bondarev's hidden engineering mines capable of penetrating permafrost will also be detonated along with them.

Let everything perish in the brilliant fireworks. He will leave with the three best embryos, his most satisfying products: π, ω, and the frozen ξ. All three embryos have the best blood. When they grow up, they will become super hybrids and become the doctor's gun.

He has been researching how to use dragon genes to create super soldiers. The children here are hybrid experimental subjects collected from all over the world.

He used to think he was the person in the world who knew the most about dragons, but he was wrong. He wasn't; Bondarev was.

This Mr. Bondarev, who falsely claimed to be a KGB major, is actually the person in the world who has the most in-depth knowledge of dragons.

The Doctor still cannot confirm Bondarev's true identity, but who cares? He has a greater ideal to fulfill—an ideal that is sublime, great, and supremely joyful!

On the throne! Only the king can sigh in solitude!

A fanatical smile appeared on the doctor's face as he approached the sled that had been prepared beforehand.

This is an empty warehouse on the first floor. Several soldiers lie sprawled on the ground, bullets piercing their chests, their blood already congealed.

Before releasing the hallucinogen, he called a few men to help him move the remaining food, gun, and his beloved embryo onto the sled, and then used the bullets from the revolver to silence the soldiers forever.

There are two incubators, where two boys under one year old are sleeping peacefully. They are receiving nutrient solutions through tubes and wearing oxygen masks. They have never been seen in Black Swan Harbor.

There is also a cryo-chamber containing an embryo that is not yet fully formed. She is the youngest in terms of birth date, but she is the doctor's most precious work.

"My dear babies, don't be afraid, Daddy will protect you." The doctor stroked the outer shell of the insulated and frozen compartments as if he were caressing a beautiful work of art.

The blizzard was still raging, and he urged the sled dogs on, shaking the reins.

The sled dogs barked but didn't move. They scratched at the frozen ground of the warehouse with their sharp claws and howled loudly into the building, as if there was something they couldn't bear to part with.

The doctor ignored them; the sled dogs here were all offspring of two female dogs, Mia and Agatha, and there was only Mia here.

He only brought half of it out because he wasn't sure if the hallucinogen would work on Bondarev.

If Bondarev had said he wanted to go see the sled dogs with him, he would have taken Bondarev to Agata's place, arranged a sled for the major, and then quietly left.

Now he is just a frail old man, and it is impossible for him to compete with a strong young man like Bondarev.

Before the gunfire even begins, his wrist will be snapped by that muscular arm.

Years later, he never expected to meet Bondarev again. He always missed the time he spent chatting with the major, who was the only person who could fool him. Of course, he also didn't forget the bullet the major shot at his left chest in the blizzard.

He didn't know why he had returned to this day, but in any case, he was about to leave the prison in the Arctic and prepare for the birth of a new king!

This time, he made thorough plans and wouldn't make the same mistakes as before.

Perhaps even the gods wanted to relinquish the throne to him, which is why they sent him back to the beginning!

“Ah~ wonderful freedom~” Dr. Herzog tore off the three medals from his chest and threw them on the ground with disdain.

He pressed the timer, cracked the whip, and yelled at the sled dogs to move forward.

"Faster! Faster! I can't wait! My lovely children!"

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

The howling blizzard drowned out Herzog's maniacal laughter.

The voice was inhuman, like the wicked laughter of a demon coming from the deepest part of purgatory. A thousand devils were reveling with him, raising pure gold goblets and drinking the scorching red lava.

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Lu Mingfei and the lieutenant packed their luggage. They found some rifles, a portable tent, and a lighter. They went to check the sled dogs' area, but there was nothing there; not a single dog was left.

The lieutenant has determined that tonight will be the end for Black Swan Harbor.

All communication channels were shut down. He felt dizzy and saw things spinning around in front of him. Sometimes they were dancing little figures, and sometimes they were naked blonde women. Whenever this happened, a knife hilt would hit him on the head, bringing him back to his senses.

The doctor must have used some kind of hallucinogen. He often uses hallucinogens and sedatives on disobedient children, especially Zero. A few days ago, he saw a nurse walk in with a cart full of syringes of medicine.

The masked man seemed completely unaffected by the hallucinogens; his eyes remained clear. Without him, the lieutenant would never have been able to escape Black Swan Harbor.

"OK, Sir, at your command!" The lieutenant put on his final ski gear, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and gestured to Lu Mingfei, ready to be ordered at any time.

“OK, let’s go,” Lu Mingfei replied, and walked out the main gate with the lieutenant.

Having a local guide is a good thing, so you don't have to wander around aimlessly hoping for the best. Lu Mingfei didn't have a map and had no idea where to go.

There were still many people in the port, but Lu Mingfei was not a saint. He glanced back at the brightly lit building, and then he and the lieutenant disappeared into the howling blizzard.

Night deepened.

Let me explain this recent plot.

The recent plot is related to Lu Mingfei's Word of Power. Lu Mingze's Word of Power is similar to an illusion that manipulates the world, and can also interfere with the outside world and freeze time. Lu Mingfei's Word of Power is at a similar level, and will only become stronger. In fact, many foreshadowings have been laid in the previous text, but no one has noticed them yet.

The following are some hints given in the preceding text.

Lu Mingze hurriedly gathered everyone together.

Lu Mingze had told Zero, "The mission is very dangerous."

The broken glass in the train, which Lu Mingfei kicked, was not repaired by Lu Mingze.

While Lu Mingze was binding the world, the dying Nighogg seemed to be trying to break free of the bindings.

The black dragon's scales were shiny, but they became dull after Lu Mingze stepped on them.

Lu Mingze said, "Brother, you are truly the most terrifying monster in the world."