The sonorous march resounded throughout the campus, and the campus public address system, which had been mute for a long time, seemed to have just woken up from a nap.
Lu Mingfei's golden eyes slowly dimmed, and the royal power of Yanling, which had a gravity of twenty times, suddenly disappeared at this moment. The pressure of the king who had just been overwhelming also disappeared 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 on them.
The door of an unknown building opened, and doctors and nurses poured out, carrying suitcases with badges. They took out the syringes inside and started injecting the corpses one by one.
A little old man with thin round-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses and a shiny bald head covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, frowned, and sighed as he walked towards Lu Mingfei.
"Freshmen with such a strong pedigree don't pay attention to studies. Instead, they participate in this boring game right after entering school."
Manstein pointed at the corpses scattered all over the place. To be precise, they should be the ruins of the walls.
There was also the extensive damage caused by Lu Mingfei's exercise of royal power just now. He saw the scars on the surface of the buildings in his eyes, and he was thinking about how much it would cost to repair them.
"Do you know how much damage the word spirits you released caused! These are all money!"
"Don't worry, Lu Mingfei, Manstein is a good friend of mine, but he's just a little greedy for money." A hand patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder from behind.
Lu Mingfei knew without looking back that the person behind him must be Professor Guderian, "I know, Professor Guderian."
"I have something I need to do. Can you please help me deal with the current matter?"
Lu Mingfei turned around and said to Professor Guderian, who still had a large pool of blood on his chest. At this moment, there was a hint of urgency in the depths of his eyes.
"Then go, Lu Mingfei, don't worry, I will take care of it for you." Professor Guderian patted his chest and reassured Lu Mingfei to do what he wanted to do.
Manstein on the side became angry when he heard Lu Mingfei's words. The freshman who had just entered the school had learned to run away when he was in trouble.
If you don't discipline them well, won't they become the third Caesar and Chu Zihang?
Just as he was about to stop Lu Mingfei, he was stopped by his friend Professor Guderian's hand.
"That child has a very important thing to do now, so we as mentors have to let him do it."
"Guderian, you are conniving, I want to report you." Manstein yelled angrily.
It's just that Guderian knew his old friend very well. He said he wanted to report him at least 300 days a year, but never once.
"Okay, okay, don't report me. I'll treat you to a hamburger when it's over." Professor Guderian put his big hand around Manstein's shoulders, as familiar as a comrade-in-arms.
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Lu Mingfei looked up at the serial number 103 on the dormitory to make sure that he had found the right place. This was Fingel's dormitory and his future dormitory.
He can no longer act slowly. Whether it is to improve his strength or expand his power, he must do it as soon as possible.
The most important thing at the moment is the awakening of Old Tang and Constantine. In this matter, Fingel plays a vital role.
So what he needs to do now is to convert Fingel to his own camp.
Lu Mingfei did not knock on the door. The door of the dormitory gradually twisted under the power of the royal power, and finally turned into a ball, and then fell gently to the ground, becoming a beautiful ornament.
Fingel was fast asleep on the upper bunk of the dormitory at this time, and the gunfire just now seemed to have no impact on him.
"Senior Fingel, do you still want to pretend?" Lu Mingfei stood at the door of the dormitory. His long and narrow shadow stretched into the dormitory and covered Fingel's face, like a devil's mask on his face.
"Disguise? What are you talking about, junior brother?" Fingel looked down from the upper bunk, with an expression on his face that looked particularly confused.
"Ten years ago, Greenland, the remnants of the ice incident, the lost souls."
Lu Mingfei spoke slowly, while Fingel's expression as a listener gradually became serious.
"Do you want to deny it? Do you want to deny yourself in the past, or do you want to deny who you are now?"
Lu Mingfei didn't give Fingel 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 penetrated Fingel's chest easily like a sharp sword.
Today, ten years later, he clearly felt the pain of that moment again. The unbearable memories came like a tide, flooding his heart bit by bit.
But his pain would never show up. He was used to wrapping his riddled heart with a hard exterior, and then numbing his body with alcohol to gain some peace.
He wanted to say a lot to refute Lu Mingfei, and he even wanted to punch Lu Mingfei in the face to let him know who his senior brother was.
But in the end he swallowed all those words, and the dragon's blood in his body was still boiling, but his heart had become decadent after that, and he was no longer the proud man he used to be.
"Lu Mingfei, what are you talking about? Senior brother, I have no idea." Fingel smiled indifferently, but his lowered eyes hid many of his emotions.
"Trash!" Lu Mingfei scolded without hesitation, "Cowardly, like a dog whose backbone was ripped out. Or maybe he has been a clown for so long that he has forgotten who he is."
Hearing what Lu Mingfei said, Fingel became even more indifferent, but the smile on his lips disappeared, "Even a loser like me will get angry if he is scolded by a freshman."
"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. Looking at you was like looking at ants."
Lu Mingfei spoke slowly, word by word, and his words seemed to have magic power that constantly eroded Fingel's heart.
"You knew you had no chance of killing him, so you ran away, abandoning everyone and leaving them beneath the frigid waters."
Lu Mingfei's words were every word, every word, every note, turned into the sharpest sword, stabbing the already riddled heart into tiny pieces, like a piece of broken glass falling to the ground with shards of glass.
"No, I didn't give up!" Fingel roared, as if he wanted to shout out all the anger in his heart, "I want to kill him, I must kill him."
"Is it just you?" Unlike Fingel's anger, Lu Mingfei was extremely calm and even looked at Fingel's anger with disdain.
Two pairs of golden pupils opened at the same time, and the next moment Lu Mingfei was punched into the wall by Fingel's fist. The concrete wall shattered like inferior plastic, pressing Lu Mingfei to the ground.
"His eyes look like this, right?" Lu Mingfei's voice came from under the broken stones. He casually moved his hands to lift the stones on his body, revealing his cold golden eyes. .
"Looking down at you like this, in his eyes you are just an ant, or not even an ant, right?"
Lu Mingfei slowly walked towards Fengel, and the king's power with thirty times the gravity crushed him, pressing him to the ground and unable to move.
"It's so powerless, no matter how hard you try to struggle, you can only surrender under the power of the Dragon King. Then you find that the pride you once had seems so ridiculous, like a joke you often told when you were a child."
Lu Mingfei walked to Fingel's side, squatted down gently, and looked at him with indifferent golden eyes.
Fingel struggled like crazy, veins all over his body popped out, and his golden eyes were shining brightly to the extreme. However, under thirty times the gravity, Fingel had no room for resistance.
Just like Greenland, no matter how hard he struggled, he never had a chance to defeat the dragon king.
But they, those friends and lovers, all stayed there, in the cold sea water, becoming sleepers.
He neighed like a beast, like a cornered animal, trying his best to accomplish this thing.
But he couldn't do it. He couldn't do it before, and he can't do it now. What a sad thing.
"But you still have a chance, Brother Fingel, there is no concept of life, death and time in the Nibelungs." Lu Mingfei said softly, like a devil's whisper.
Hearing this, Fengel also stopped struggling. His originally dazzling golden eyes were extremely decadent. He couldn't do it. Facing such a dragon king, 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 you are too weak when facing the Dragon King."
Lu Mingfei released the control of the royal power and held Fingel's stubbled face with both hands so that his eyes could 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 blazing sun, like two suns rotating in his eyes. .
Fingel had never seen such dazzling golden pupils. The golden pupils he had seen, including the Dragon King's pupils, all looked dim under such bright light.
"But this requires a price, a huge price. Senior brother, you need to pay a bargaining chip worth the price I pay." At this point, Lu Mingfei finally stated his purpose of coming here.
Fingel looked at those dazzling 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 slipped away from my eyes.
"What will I give?" Fingel's voice was hoarse, but after asking this question, he felt a little ridiculous.
He can give anything for these. As long as he can do it, he can take anything, even his soul.
"Faith, alignment, and possibly life." Lu Mingfei did not hide it and stated his conditions.
He believed that Brother Fingel would agree. After being together for so long, he knew the pain hidden in Fingel's heart.
Dying together is not a pain, but staying alone in this world is the greatest torture, because this will keep the survivors immersed in that kind of pain and never be able to escape.
"I promise, as long as you can kill him, I will give you anything."
