Zongman: The post-2D era

The figure, with intricate patterns carved all over its body and emitting a faint glow, looks like a sleeping beast, watching everything in the dark.

Feng Feng's heart sank suddenly, he realized that this was no longer the plot they were familiar with. Thinking back to the Old Tang he saw in his dream, no, now he should call him Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire.

An ominous premonition spread along his spine like ice, causing him to clench his fists involuntarily, his eyes fixed on the ominous bronze man, as if he could see the turning point of his fate from it.

Feng Feng and the night watchman looked at each other, and a look of determination flashed in their eyes.

The night watchman walked quickly to the alchemy array, formed seals with his hands quickly, and muttered something. The alchemy array shone brightly, projecting the bronze figure on the screen onto it.

Feng Feng stared at the complicated dragon characters with a frown on his face, his fingers tapping on the table unconsciously, as if he was racing against time.

The air was filled with tension and anticipation. The light of the alchemy array shone on his pale face, making him look particularly resolute.

There was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes as he tried to unravel the secret of the ancient dragon text and fight for a chance of survival for Ye Sheng and Ya Ji.

In a corner of the dim Night Watch Forum Room, Feng Feng was concentrating on analyzing the dragon text, while in the auditorium of Kassel College, the lights were bright and the voices were bustling.

Lu Mingfei stood behind the stepped desk. The spotlight elongated his thin figure and projected it onto the huge screen, making him look particularly heroic.

A Rubik's Cube-like map was displayed on his computer screen. It was one of the secrets of the Bronze City that Ye Sheng and Yaji had exchanged their lives for.

The eyes of all the teachers and students in the school were focused on him, and even the air was filled with anticipation.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and ran his finger across the map. Every route and every mark came alive under his explanation.

As he spoke, the runes on the map seemed to be activated, shining with a faint light, leading everyone to travel through virtuality and reality to explore the unknown bronze world.

However, Ye Sheng and Yaji were already unconscious, and they could only hope that the rescuers could use this map.

Feng Feng stared at the screen, his eyes seemed to be burning with an eternal flame, reflecting the complex dragon characters in his heart one by one.

His fingers drummed rapidly on the table, each touch seeming to speak to an ancient power.

The bronze figure on the screen became clearer under the projection of the alchemy array, and the intricate patterns seemed to contain endless secrets.

Suddenly, Lu Mingfei's voice came through the communication device, with a hint of urgency and determination:

"Although I have unlocked the map of Bronze City, the key lies in those snake-headed human runes!"

As the words fell, a clear map of the Bronze City appeared on Feng Feng's screen, complementing the dragon text.

Feng Feng's expression instantly became extremely solemn. He stared at the intersection of the map and the dragon text and sighed: "Use Ye Sheng and Ya Ji as hostages to start negotiations between the Dragon Kings?"

He seemed to see Ye Sheng and Yaji struggling in the Bronze City altar, and Old Tang's madness as the crisis quietly approached.

Feng Feng's fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard, as if playing a tense symphony. The cursor on the screen flickered like the brightest star in the night sky, uploading key information one by one to the Night Watcher Forum.

In the data, the analysis report of the bronze statue dragon script sent back by Ye Sheng and Ya Ji is like an ancient heavenly book, and every character exudes the vicissitudes and mystery of history;

The map of the Bronze City deciphered by Lu Mingfei is like an exquisite maze painting, intricate yet full of vitality.

At the same time, he did not forget the serial numbers of the confidential documents he had dug out from the depths of the library. They were like dusty keys, waiting for the moment to be opened.

As the final enter key was pressed, the entire forum seemed to be awakened by an invisible force. Information slowly unfolded in the interweaving of light and shadow, illuminating the path for everyone to explore the unknown.

Feng Feng's thesis fell on deaf ears, causing no ripples among the students, but it created a huge wave in the world of the powerful.

While the students were still shocked by Lu Mingfei, the authoritative teachers, the principal, and even the mixed-bloods outside the school had already caused an uproar.

The lights in the principal's office were still bright late at night. On the bronze bookshelf, dusty ancient books were brought to light again because of an essay.

The principal wore reading glasses, his fingers gently slid across the lines of the paper, his brows furrowed, his eyes revealing disbelief and shock. Outside the window, the moonlight sprinkled on the playground, a silvery white.

However, the room was warm as spring because of this paper, as if the ancient knowledge was rekindled.

"The road to honoring the king, the distribution of dragon blood, the people from another world have pushed the Bronze and Fire Kings into a desperate situation. Is he ready to ask humans for "help"?"

A smile gradually formed on the corner of his mouth, knowing full well the value of this information, which would completely change the future of Kassel Academy and even the landscape of the mixed-blood world.

Chapter 913: The Road to Honoring the King

Friday, December 30

Feng Feng and Lu Mingfei followed Principal Angers and walked to the King's Road in front of the Bronze City.

"Brother Feng, what is the road to honoring the king? Will dozens of swordsmen suddenly appear and chop us down when we are halfway there?"

Feng Feng looked ahead and saw that the bronze road that sank into the dark water seemed like a portal to another world, with huge dragon servants standing on both sides.

Samsons are silent and majestic, their stone eyes seem to penetrate the dust of time, quietly watching every soul that steps into this place.

He raised a bitter smile and turned to Lu Mingfei and said, "Don't worry, there are no swordsmen here, only the whispers of history."

Before he finished speaking, Principal Angers in front of him stopped. His old voice echoed in the empty space as he began to narrate the ancient legend of the road to honoring the king. Every word sounded like a hum in the wind, making the surrounding air heavy.

Feng Feng was about to comfort Lu Mingfei, but he saw that every word that Principal Angers said was like a stone thrown into a quiet lake, stirring up ripples in history.

"Our historians believe that the Dragon Clan's Path to Kingship is a ritual that the four great kings performed in order to kill the Black King and share their power with humans."

Suddenly, the stone bodies of those silent dragon servants - Samson - began to glow faintly, as if awakened by ancient legends.

Then, a roar came from underground, and a giant dragon broke out of the rocks. Its dragon scales shone with a cold luster in the sun. It flapped its wings and flew high, hovering above the three people.

"Only hybrids of pure blood can have the honor of meeting our Lord!"

The huge dragon eyes sparkled with wisdom and vicissitudes, overlooking the tiny existence below. An ancient and solemn atmosphere enveloped the entire Road to Honor the King.

Feng Feng and Lu Mingfei's bodies shook, as if they were awakened by some ancient power. Their eyes suddenly changed from deep black to bright gold, flashing a light that did not belong to human.

"Oh my god, Senior Brother Feng, help me!"

"Don't make noise, don't hide behind me. Your bloodline is pure, why are you running away when I come?"

Principal Ange's eyes also turned golden, but there was a hint of scarlet hidden in them, like a battlefield under the afterglow of the setting sun, both glorious and cruel.

"The communication and cooperation among the dragon clan has always been bloody and violence is fought with violence!"

He suddenly drew out the folding knife from his waist. The blade reflected a cold light in the setting sun, like a killing weapon on an ancient battlefield.

"The dignity of the dragon race has always been built on the corpses of its enemies. Ming Fei, watch out!"

Principal Ange suddenly jumped up and slashed at the nearest dragon servant Samson with a knife. The force was so great that it caused a gust of wind, which rolled up the dust and gravel on the ground and formed a small tornado.

The folding knife collided with Samson's stone body, making a deafening roar and sparks flying, as if even time had stopped at this moment.

Feng Feng was quick to pull Lu Mingfei back and press him firmly on the bronze pavement. Lu Mingfei's legs were still weak, and his eyes were full of fear and confusion.

The golden light in Feng Feng's eyes surged, like two burning flames, staring directly at Lu Mingfei. There seemed to be a hint of blood in the golden light, like the smoke on an ancient battlefield.

"Lu Mingfei, tell me!" Feng Feng's voice was deep and powerful, like the roar of an ancient dragon, shaking the air: "Before you set out, how determined were you to save Ye Sheng Yaji?"

"If you don't want to fight, why did you come here? This is not a place for you to escape, but a battlefield where we need to fight side by side!"

Lu Mingfei was shocked by this power, his lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't say a word. He looked at Feng Feng's golden eyes that seemed to see through everything, and an unprecedented determination and courage surged in his heart.

Principal Ange's figure was as fast as lightning, with a hint of blood in his golden pupils. He swung his sword, creating a sharp gust of wind and actually chopped off the wings of a giant dragon hovering in the air.

Half of Samson's dragon wing broke into two, and his huge body fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up a cloud of dust and rubble, like thunder on an ancient battlefield.

Without stopping, he stabbed his knife into Samson's stone body and dragon head, unexpectedly nailing it firmly to the ground, using it as a strange dragon boat.

"Go!" Principal Angers shouted in a low voice, jumped up, and landed steadily on Samson's broad back.

Feng Feng followed closely behind, picked up the still dazed Lu Mingfei, and jumped onto the stone boat.

Under the power of Principal Ange, Samson's stone body slowly floated up, like an ancient warship, breaking through the waves, leaving ripples on the dark water, and heading towards the depths where the King of Bronze and Fire was.

The three of them rode on the Samson Stone Boat. The deeper they went into the Bronze City, the heavier the air around them became, as if even breathing became difficult.

The Dragon King's suppression of their bloodline was like an invisible giant net, making them feel like they were carrying a heavy load every step forward.

Lu Mingfei looked pale, but still tried to dispel his nervousness with bad words: "This Long Wei is more refreshing than our instructor's class. I feel like my soul has been purified. I don't have to worry about failing the course next time!"

He tried to remain calm, a wry smile on his face, but the fear in his eyes was hard to conceal.

Feng Feng frowned, his golden eyes revealed determination, he clenched his fists, as if struggling against the invisible pressure.

"How embarrassed is the principal now that you are talking about failing the exam?"

Principal Ange stood at the bow, his golden eyes showing an even darker red color. He whispered an ancient war song found in historical documents, which added a sense of tragedy and determination to the road ahead.

Feng Feng patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, with a teasing smile on his face: "Look at you, don't embarrass us half-bloods. We are the ones who are going to witness history!"

There was a sense of ease in his words, trying to ease Lu Mingfei's inner fear. Lu Mingfei forced a smile, his eyes still flickering.

At this time, Principal Ange stood at the bow, his face as pale as paper, with blood oozing from his mouth and nose. Those were the painful traces of being suppressed by the bloodline of the King of Bronze and Fire.

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes piercing through the oppressive air and falling on Lu Mingfei, a barely perceptible glimpse of approval flashed in his eyes: "This kid can still talk nonsense at this time, I really didn't misjudge his bloodline."

In front of us, the statue of the King of Bronze and Fire stands majestically, like an ancient guardian god, with blazing flames wrapped around his body. His dragon majesty is so overwhelming that it inspires awe.

Under the statue, a man stood with his hands behind his back. His figure was tall and straight, and a faint dragon aura surrounded him, as if he had merged into one with the statue of the Dragon King.

The man slowly turned around, his eyes as sharp as torches, piercing through the flames and dust, staring directly at Principal Angers and the other two.

His face looked mysterious in the light of the flames, and his eyes flickered with golden light, like a candle in the abyss, bright and dangerous.

"Old Tang, why are you here?"

Lu Mingfei's heart tightened, and he felt an invisible pressure coming towards him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He reluctantly raised his head and looked at the man, only to see a sneer on his face, as if he was enjoying their arrival.

Chapter 914: Bloodstained

Saturday, December 31

Feng Feng and Lu Mingfei followed Principal Angers and walked the path of respecting the king.

According to research on ancient historical documents, those who walk this path will gain the power of the Dragon King and have the opportunity to evolve into a pure-blooded dragon.

Inside the alchemy array, the dragon blood pool glowed with a faint blue light, as if it contained an ancient and powerful power.

Feng Feng stood side by side with a burly man with deep eyes - Lao Tang, the human incarnation of the Dragon King.

They waved their arms lightly, and the light of the alchemy array suddenly intensified, slowly lifting Principal Angers and Lu Mingfei up and sending them into the dragon blood pool.

The water in the pool was boiling, and the power of the Bronze and Fire Kings surged around the two men, as if a fire dragon was churning in their blood, hot and wild, causing their faces to distort, yet with a hint of determination and anticipation for the impending transformation.

Feng Feng stared at Lao Tang's skilled flying fingers with sharp eyes. Every fine adjustment of the alchemy array seemed to be shuttling in an ancient spell.

He secretly calculated in his mind that the information revealed by Old Tang's method told him that after Principal Angers accepted this power, the supreme power of a generation would boil in his blood, like the scorching sun in the sky, unrivaled.

Although Lu Mingfei was also bathed in the glory of dragon blood, he could only reach the threshold of A-level hybrid. It seemed that there was a being in his body that was endlessly devouring dragon blood.