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However, the surgery being performed here is rather special. Lu Ming himself has a high status and there are many matters that require his approval. In addition, given Lu Ming's physical condition, he is not worried about minor issues such as infection.

Therefore, this operating room is less a crowded space with small operating tables and medical equipment typical of hospitals, and more a large, semi-open business processing center.

Centered on Lu Ming, who was undergoing a blood transfusion, the room's wide, white pavement extended outwards from several room entrances, making it a well-connected network.

When Orange and Hiel came in, several freight workers entered through the door on the left. The dragon corpse pieces on the cart were steaming hot, and the overflowing poisonous blood was filled to the brim with specially treated anti-corrosion containers.

A strong fishy smell could be detected from afar.

The other gate, located near the right, looked much more normal, instantly bringing the atmosphere back to that of a hospital.

Several medical staff members hurriedly carried the patient, who urgently needed treatment, onto a stretcher and brought him to Lu Ming's side.

Moreover, this is only in the literal sense of "seven hands and eight feet." Due to the severe contamination, patients often develop extra spider legs or ferocious beast claws on their shoulders, and barbs and sharp teeth on their heads and faces... There are many different kinds of non-human limbs.

Three or five nurses surrounded Lu Ming, responsible for passing instruments and taking care of both parties. There was also the chief surgeon, Amelia, along with assistant doctors, anesthesiologists, and so on... It was a comprehensive setup, yet it was only for a simple blood transfusion surgery.

Lu Ming sat motionless with his eyes closed. As sweat dripped from his forehead, a nurse immediately stepped forward to gently wipe it away, her gentle demeanor resembling that of a young mother.

Wait a minute, why does that nurse with long blue hair have a pair of long horns on her head?

Orange's eyelids twitched.

That kind of illusion can only fool ordinary people, but it's crystal clear to others who possess magical powers.

Hier, however, was in a hurry and didn't pay attention to these things.

"Mr. Lu Ming, I believe your implementation of this plan is ill-considered. You should reconsider the overall situation outside..."

While speaking, she also carefully observed Lu Ming's blood transfusion surgery.

He was covered in toxic blood absorbed from the dragon's corpse, which he then purified through his own body before injecting it into another patient. He handled the whole process with practiced ease.

After receiving the mildly toxic dragon blood, the patient quickly underwent another change besides the symptoms of contamination—dragonization!

The bloodline of dragons is far more domineering than that of ordinary bloodlines. Patients will almost immediately develop fine blue dragon scales on their bodies, accompanied by acute bleeding, limb lacerations, and other injuries.

This is normal. Many magic families covet inhuman bloodlines, and through long-term procreation, they have produced many successfully modified "creations." Even so, the chances are incredibly low; death is the vast majority of the time after the experiment.

However, the contamination obtained from the Ancestor of the Dead grants the patient a considerable degree of immortality.

In addition, the nature of the dragon blood was made milder by Lu Ming's body, and the patient actually withstood the bloodline conflict and backlash. The dragon scales disappeared and the spider legs fell off. The two increased and decreased, achieving a balance, and the pollution symptoms were firmly suppressed.

He gradually returned to normal, though in reality he had become a hybrid non-human with dragon blood...

Incredible! This is truly fighting poison with poison!

We've made his surgical procedure repeatable and with a high success rate!

Hier's mind became extremely confused.

"The general trend? What exactly is the general trend?"

Lu Ming knew what Hier wanted to say without even opening his eyes.

He knew it perfectly well. Braving public outrage, he revealed the "historical truth" to the people, even going so far as to improve the dragon bloodline in order to cure the dragon blood contamination...

These incidents, one by one, have long been intolerable to those dragon-slaying families and are strictly prohibited by Kassel College.

The Secret Service and these families are full of elites and control a vast amount of political, economic, and military power in the world, making it impossible for ordinary people to confront them.

Once they learn of Lu Ming's actions, they will undoubtedly stop at nothing to destroy these achievements!

While enduring the deadly poison from the blood transfusion, Lu Ming kept recalling these events in his mind, secretly clenching his fists.

"When you talk about the general trend, are you referring to the kind that's high above everyone else, or the kind that's the masses at the bottom of society? In my opinion, the general trend is the people around us, the real people's hearts and minds."

"Perhaps fate, which is high above us, and those big shots in the clouds, look down on us mere nobody. They think we are just stains that can be wiped off at will."

Lu Ming exhaled, opened his eyes, his pupils burning with intensity, "But I want to tell all the people clearly that the ancient aristocratic families, the gods who wield great power, and the invisible destiny will now despise or crush you, but I will not abandon you."

"No matter how many hardships lie ahead, I will lead you through them! No matter how many obstacles the powerful forces may send, let them come! I will never compromise; I will slay gods and Buddhas alike!"

"......thank you......"

The patient receiving the blood transfusion suddenly twitched his eyelids, opened his eyes, and his lips moved slightly.

Those clear eyes, clouded by the dragon's blood, were also made resolute by Lu Ming's words and actions.

The doctor next to him didn't slow down because of this conversation, but responded with equally loud words:

"Lord Lu Ming, there's no need to say more. Your words and the direction your blade points are the direction we all yearn for."

Amelia and the others witnessed firsthand the immense pain of these blood transfusion surgeries.

While anesthetics can alleviate the suffering of ordinary patients, they are less effective for mysterious areas involving blood vessels.

Patients often experience violent tremors and endure immense, tearing pain throughout their bodies, requiring several hands to hold them down to ensure the stability of the blood transfusion process.

Yet Lord Lu Ming remained completely silent. He had endured the cumulative pain of the entire surgical procedure... From a procedural standpoint, all that excess toxins and contamination would flow into Lu Ming's body, and the pain he suffered with each blood transfusion was a hundred times greater than that of the patients!

But to put their minds at ease during the surgery, he remained in the same position, barely even lifting his eyelids.

What amazing perseverance!

Hier could sense the unwavering determination in Lu Ming's tone, and the same resolute will from the patients and medical staff.

She took a half step back, sighing inwardly.

"I hope you won't regret it."

This step forward is a bottomless abyss.

Either they perish, or humanity collapses!

"of course not."

Lu Ming said frankly.

My destiny is both predetermined and destined to fail; the immortal may regret it, but I do not!

"—Orange, what about you?"

Orange stepped forward. "I have other important business to attend to—a report from the reconnaissance team indicates that two extremely fast targets are rapidly approaching our direction."

......

At the same time, in the city center, slightly closer to the west side, two figures flashed rapidly through the air.

Those skyscrapers that collided head-on were like fragile building blocks being broken apart with a rumble, scattering into stray fragments flying in all directions.

"By order of Kukul, the leopard man has come to capture you. Don't even think about running away, meow!"

The one following behind, who was talking, had the same verbal tic as Sugata Naoki, including "meow" in his speech, but his appearance was extremely comical.

She was wearing an oversized mascot costume, looking like a tiger actor who had escaped from some amusement park.

Hippolyta rode ahead on her horse, keeping her head down and hurrying on.

The reason she was able to be one rank ahead of her opponent was...

It's because the leopard-person doesn't have a horse and can't run as fast as her Rider-class self.

Judging from its attire, it should be a tiger, right? Why does that deity call itself a leopard-man?

A slightly perplexing thought flashed through Hippolyta's mind.

"Still distracted! Haha, take this Leopard Fist!"

Whoosh!

Feeling the strong wind rushing towards her, the Amazon queen's expression changed drastically. She quickly pulled on the reins and turned her horse around, causing the advancing figure to suddenly make a sharp turn.

In that instant, a building next to her was smashed through by the leopard man's fist, and the floors were shattered!

"Meow hahaha, you bastard, all you do is run away? You have no courage whatsoever, abandoning your companions without a second thought. What does Kukul even see in you?!"

The leopard-man attempted to launch a verbal attack.

"How dare you! How dare you spout such nonsense about our affairs!"

Hippolyta, being of noble character, naturally could not tolerate such humiliation.

She came seeking help at the behest of her Masters.

How dare a mere lower-level deity provoke us!

She wasn't without a trump card, though: "This is a military belt bestowed upon me by my father!"

The military belt of Ares, the god of war, greatly enhanced Hippolyta's divinity, and at the same time, her various attributes also increased rapidly!

Then, the leopard-man chuckled.

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A club-shaped longsword appeared in his hand. Obsidian gleamed.

Quetzalcoatl's artifact.

It's just a trump card, why are you acting like nobody doesn't have one!

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"not good!"

Hippolyta thought to herself, "This is bad."

Although she was not familiar with Quetzalcoatl's identity, she had seen the weapon in the golden god's hand when she confronted him with her Masters.

It is absolutely a top-tier weapon with extremely high divine power!

"Hahaha, let's see how you escape now!"

The leopard-woman let out a series of arrogant, almost punchable laughs. At this moment, with her divine weapon in hand, her confidence soared.

"If you dare to keep spacing out, then you're going to die, meow!"

Rumble!

The obsidian artifact streaked through the air in a bright arc, easily scattering the flying debris and producing a thunderous roar, like a powerful storm surging through the atmosphere!

As Hippolyta adapted to the divinity enhanced by the Armor of Ares, she pulled on the reins, causing her mount Callion to carry her around at breakneck speed.

Her high-level riding skills allow her to easily achieve perfect harmony between herself and her horse. She can even step on the flying building debris as the enemy shatters it, using the debris to move nimbly through the air.

"It's not over yet, meow!"

The leopard-woman shouted, and the obsidian sword in her hand glowed brightly. She reached out and stroked it, and the hilt extended several feet in length under the infusion of divine power, resembling a dark and sharp naginata!

"Whoosh! Thanks, Kukul, long-handled weapons are definitely the best!"

The leopard-man suddenly looked up, brandishing his new weapon as he chased after the Amazon queen.

The latter's expression changed again.

She sensed that the divine artifact in the leopard-man's hand was gradually being awakened by a powerful divine aura.

If it hits, it will be as powerful as a mountain collapsing and a sea overturning!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!

The surrounding magical energy surged wildly, its divine power stirring up all things.

The supreme divinity has awakened, and the power to control wind, rain, thunder, and lightning is being used as a medium to recreate a scene from mythology in the modern world.

The gale is like a sharp blade, inflicting a thousand cuts on the enemy; the sudden rain and thunder are like cold weapons, relentlessly pursuing the opponent and subjecting them to all kinds of cruel torture!

"Well!"

After several dozen rounds, Hippolyta let out a low cry of pain—

Even when fleeing, she couldn't help but make a mistake when faced with a weapon that could wield supreme divine power.

She was struck by the sharp slashing wave from the leopard-man's artifact blade. Even though it only grazed her, blood gushed from the wound on her right arm, causing her unbearable pain.

Since the Servant is already deceased, perhaps this injury is nothing to worry about.

But the most critical problem is that we are currently in the midst of a war.

The wound aggravated her arm's flexibility, and this slight effect created a tiny opening in Hippolyta's movements, which in turn increased the probability of her making a mistake.

As a result, what was originally a minor mistake was quickly magnified.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

"Boom!"

The obsidian artifact crashed down again, its power terrifying, as if the heavens were collapsing. The Amazon queen's eyelids twitched violently, but she mustered her strength and spurred her horse to leap away!