Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei wants to reach a perfect ending

The sonorous and powerful march resounded throughout the campus, and the campus broadcasting system, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to have just woken up from a nap.

Lu Mingfei's golden eyes gradually dimmed, and the power of the Word Spirit Kingship, which was as strong as twenty times the gravity, suddenly disappeared at this moment. The pressure from the king that was just like a mountain of pressure just now also turned into nothingness, as if nothing had happened.

However, Chu Zihang and Caesar, who were lying on the ground unconscious due to the heavy pressure, could prove what a powerful force had just descended upon them.

The door of an unknown building opened, and doctors and nurses rushed out, carrying suitcases with emblems. They took out the syringes inside and began to inject the corpses one by one.

A little old man with a shiny bald head and wearing thin round-frame gold-rimmed glasses covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, frowned, and walked towards Lu Mingfei while sighing.

"A freshman with such a strong bloodline does not focus on studying, but instead participates in such a boring game as soon as he enters school."

Manstein pointed at the corpses scattered all over the ground, or to be more precise, at the broken walls.

There was also the large-scale damage caused by Lu Mingfei's use of his royal power just now. He saw the scars on the surface of the buildings and wondered how much it would cost to repair them.

"Do you know how much damage the words you released caused? All of this is money!"

"Don't worry, Lu Mingfei, Manstein is my good friend, he's just a little greedy for money." A hand patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder from behind.

Lu Mingfei didn't need to look back to know that the person behind him must be Professor Guderian. "I know, Professor Guderian."

"I have something I need to do. Could you please help me with it?"

Lu Mingfei turned around and said to Professor Guderian, who had a large pool of blood on his chest. There was a hint of urgency in his eyes.

"Then go ahead, Lu Mingfei, don't worry, I will help you take care of it." Professor Guderian patted his chest and told Lu Mingfei to do what he wanted to do without worry.

Manstein, who was standing by, got angry when he heard Lu Mingfei's words. The freshman who had just entered the school had actually learned to run away when he got into trouble.

If we don't discipline him properly, won't he become the third Caesar and Chu Zihang?

Just as he was about to stop Lu Mingfei, he was stopped by his good friend Professor Guderian.

"That child has something very important to do right now, so we as mentors have to let him do it."

"Guderian, you are condoning this. I will report you." Manstein shouted angrily.

However, Guderian knew his old friend very well. He threatened to report him at least 300 days a year, but he never did so.

"Okay, okay, don't report me. I'll treat you to a hamburger after this." Professor Guderian put his big hand around Manstein's shoulders, as if they were a comrade-in-arms.

...

Lu Mingfei looked up at the number 103 on the dormitory, making sure that he had not found the wrong place. This was Finkel's dormitory and his future dormitory.

He must not move slowly any longer. Whether it is improving his own strength or expanding his own influence, he must do it as quickly as possible.

The most important thing at the moment is the awakening of Lao Tang and Constantine. In this matter, Finkel plays a vital role.

So now all he needs to do is convert Finkel to his own camp.

Lu Mingfei did not knock on the door. The door of the dormitory gradually twisted under the power of Wang Quan, and finally turned into a ball, then gently fell to the ground, becoming a beautiful ornament.

At this moment, Finkel was sleeping soundly on the upper bunk in the dormitory, and the gunshots just now seemed to have no effect on him.

"Senior Finkel, do you still need to disguise yourself?" Lu Mingfei stood at the dormitory door. His long and narrow shadow stretched into the dormitory and covered Finkel's face, just like a devil mask covering his face.

"Disguise? What are you talking about, Junior Brother?" Finkel leaned down from the upper bunk, his face looking extremely confused.

"Ten years ago, in Greenland, the survivors of the Ice Sea incident, the lost souls and lost hearts."

Lu Mingfei spoke slowly, and as he was listening, Finkel's expression gradually became serious.

"Do you want to deny it? Do you want to deny your past self, or do you want to deny your present self?"

Lu Mingfei didn't give Finkel a chance to speak. At this moment, he was like a debater participating in a competition.

Even though the tone was so plain, these simple words easily pierced Finkel's chest like a sharp sword.

Today, ten years later, he could clearly feel the pain of that moment again. The unbearable memories came like a tide, drowning his heart bit by bit.

But he would never show this kind of pain. He was used to covering his broken heart with a hard appearance, and then numbing his body with alcohol to gain some peace.

He wanted to say a lot of things to refute Lu Mingfei, and he even wanted to punch Lu Mingfei in the face to let him know who the senior brother was.

But in the end he swallowed all those words. The dragon blood in his body was still boiling, but his heart had become decadent after that. He was no longer the proud man he used to be.

"Lu Mingfei, what are you talking about? Senior brother, I have no idea." Finkel smiled indifferently, but his lowered eyes hid many of his emotions.

“Waste!” Lu Mingfei cursed without hesitation, “Cowardly, like a dog with its spine removed, or have you been a clown for so long that you’ve forgotten who you are.”

After hearing what Lu Mingfei said, Finkel didn't care any more, but the smile on his face disappeared. "Even if I'm a loser, I'd get angry if a freshman scolded me."

"That time in the Greenland Sea, you faced the majesty of the Dragon King. He was calm, indifferent, and had the power to change the world. He looked at you as if you were an ant."

Lu Mingfei spoke slowly, word by word, and his words seemed to have magical power that constantly eroded Finkel's heart.

"You knew you had no chance to kill him because you were drunk and didn't go down, so you kind of abandoned them all and left them in the cold water."

Lu Mingfei's words were full of gems. Every word and every note became the sharpest sword, piercing the already broken heart into pieces, like a piece of broken glass falling to the ground.

"No, I didn't give up!" Finkel roared, as if he wanted to roar out all the anger in his heart, "I will kill him, I must kill him."

"Just you?" Different from Finkel's anger, Lu Mingfei was unusually calm, and even looked at Finkel's anger with disdain.

Two pairs of golden eyes opened at the same time, and the next moment Lu Mingfei was punched into the wall by Finkel's fist. The concrete wall shattered like low-quality plastic, pressing Lu Mingfei to the ground.

"His eyes are like this, right?" Lu Mingfei's voice came from under the broken stones. He casually pushed away the stones on his body with his hands, revealing a pair of cold golden eyes.

"Looking down on you like this, you are nothing more than an ant in his eyes. Or maybe not even an ant, right?"

Lu Mingfei slowly walked towards Finkel, and the royal power with thirty times the gravity crushed him, pressing him to the ground and making him unable to move.

"You are so powerless, right? No matter how you struggle, you can only surrender to the might of the Dragon King. Then you realize that your former pride seems so ridiculous, just like the jokes you often told when you were little."

Lu Mingfei walked to the side of Finkel, squatted down gently, and looked at him with indifferent golden eyes.

Finkel struggled like mad, veins bulged all over his body and the light of his golden eyes had reached its brightest, but under thirty times the gravity, Finkel had no room for resistance at all.

Just like Greenland, no matter how he struggled, he never had a chance to defeat the Dragon King.

But they, those friends and lovers, stayed there, in the cold water, and became sleepers.

He roared like a wild beast, like an animal with no other choice, determined to accomplish this task at the cost of his entire life.

But he can't do it. He couldn't do it before, and he can't do it now. What a sad thing it is.

"But you still have a chance, Brother Finkel. There is no concept of life, death and time in the Nibelungen." Lu Mingfei said softly, like the whisper of a devil.

Upon hearing that, Finkel stopped struggling. His originally dazzling golden eyes became extremely decadent. He couldn't do it. Facing a dragon king like that, the so-called strongest A-level was just a bigger ant.

"I know you can't do it. Your ability is very strong among hybrids, but it is too weak to face the Dragon King."

Lu Mingfei released Wang Quan’s control, held up Finkel’s bearded face with both hands, and allowed his eyes to look directly into his own.

"But I can do what you can't do. I can kill him, even if he is a complete Dragon King." The golden light in Lu Mingfei's pupils was like a scorching sun, as if two suns were spinning in his eye sockets.

Finkel had never seen such dazzling golden eyes. All the golden eyes he had seen, including the Dragon King's pupils, seemed dim under such bright light.

“But this requires a price, a huge price. Brother, you need to pay a price that is worth it.” Having said this, Lu Mingfei finally stated the purpose of his coming here.

Finkel looked at the pair of bright golden eyes. The dazzling light seemed to blind him, but he still refused to close his eyes.

It seemed as if as soon as I closed my eyes, these dazzling pupils and the opportunity to realize my wish would slip away from my sight.

"What will I give?" Finkel's voice was hoarse, but he felt a little ridiculous after asking this question.

He would give everything for these. As long as he could do it, he could take anything, even his soul.

"Beliefs, camps, and possibly life." Lu Mingfei did not hide anything and stated his conditions.

He believed that Senior Brother Finkel would agree. After being together for so long, he knew the pain hidden in Finkel's heart.

Dying together is not a kind of pain. If only one person is left in this world, it is the greatest torture, because this will make the survivor immersed in that kind of pain and never be able to get rid of it.

"I promise, as long as you can kill him, I can give you anything."