When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

Kassel Academy, Special Operations Team training room, Old Tang, Fingel, Wiglaf, Zero, Nono and other members lined up, Chu Zihang and Caesar stood together.

"I urgently gathered you all here today. The principal asked me and Chu Zihang to inform you that the college will have a very important task next, and everyone in the special operations team must participate - of course, except for us, everyone else in the college Elite students will also participate.”

Caesar still held the Dictado in his hand. After Lu Mingfei's second upgrade, the sword finally returned to its original gorgeous and domineering shape like a lion.

Fingel weakly raised his hand.

"No." Caesar shook his head.

"Isn't it? I haven't asked anything yet?" Fingel's eyes widened.

“There is a saying in China that ‘no ivory can come out of a dog’s mouth’.”

Nuonuo on the side made merciless mockery at Fingel.

The people who have the liveliest relationship in the entire special operations team are Nono and Fingel - one is crazy and the other is mean.

"This mission is confidential, and the specific details cannot be disclosed for the time being," Chu Zihang said, "but its danger ranks among the highest among all missions in the history of the academy."

Fingel subconsciously took two steps back, showing his embarrassment.

"So I've prepared these equipment for you, and I'm sure to arm you to the tonsils!"

Lu Mingfei's voice came from outside the door of the training ground, and then the door was violently knocked open. Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang walked in pushing a trolley. The chrome-plated silver trolley was covered with undulating oilcloth, which looked a little... It's like a hotel waiter's food delivery truck, but several sizes larger.

Except for Caesar and Chu Zihang, most people showed surprised expressions. After all, although they had been training with the equipment provided by Lu Mingfei, they rarely received equipment support from Lu Mingfei - most of the time. The weapons obtained from the equipment department are enough for them to complete the mission.

Seeing Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang walking in one after another, even Wiglaf couldn't help but cast curious eyes on the two carts.

How dangerous a mission is it to provide them with so many weapons at once?

"Come, let me introduce these weapons to you." Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang stopped in front of the people lined up. Lu Mingfei took off the oilcloth covering the car, revealing all kinds of strange things placed on the car. Daggers, small bucklers, finger tigers, spears and hammers, lighters, alcohol blowtorches, pocket watches, the latest Rittal mobile phones, playing cards, and even girly pink hairpins and compacts.

Of course, the members of the special operations team present were not shocked by the variety of things on the cart.

As we all know, if something from the Equipment Department does not look like a weapon, then it is 90% likely to be used to explode - if it looks like a weapon, then 80% of the time it is explosive.

Lu Mingfei picked up the alcohol blowtorch on the cart, pointed it across the open space, and pressed the hidden button. The thirty-meter-long deep purple blazing fire flashed out, and the scorching wind and pungent smell blew out. Hitting someone in the face, it's hard to imagine that the flames were ejected from a small tube with a diameter of two centimeters.

"This is an alchemy prop that the college bought at an auction. It was originally made as a portable flamethrower," Lu Mingfei said. "I slightly modified it and added some alchemical toxin release functions... "

After explaining the alcohol blowtorch in his hand, Lu Mingfei picked up a small iron-gray buckler: "We innovatively added an explosion function to this shield..."

Lu Mingfei stood in front of everyone and picked up the various alchemy tools and explained them one by one. The more he explained, the more Fingel's legs shook.

The better the equipment, the harder the battle ahead.

"Um...boss," after Lu Mingfei finished talking about a butterfly hairpin that has the lethality of a high-explosive grenade and also releases mercury vapor, Fingel finally found the opportunity to interject, "What exactly are we going to do next?" mission?"

"I told you it is a military secret. If you continue to spy on information, be careful and I will send you to a military court..."

"Are you going to the Imperial Capital of China to kill the resurrected Dragon King?"

In the middle of Lu Mingfei's words, Old Tang on the side lowered his head and looked at his mobile phone and interrupted.

Chu Zihang and Caesar, who had learned this confidential news in advance, looked at Old Tang fiercely - how did he know? Did the principal also tell him in advance? Didn't the principal tell him to keep it a secret?

Except for Zero, the other members of the special operations team suddenly turned to look at Old Tang. The news of dragon slaying was shocking enough, not to mention the fact that he was a Dragon King!

Lu Mingfei also looked at Old Tang with disbelief. Yesterday, he called Xia Mi and Old Tang over to discuss the plan to kill the princes in the imperial capital, and specifically told Old Tang to keep it a secret.

So you sold me now?

Perhaps seeing the unkind look in Lu Mingfei's eyes, Old Tang quickly raised his phone: "No, look at this."

Everyone gathered around and squeezed Old Tang in the center. Old Tang spread his mobile phone horizontally so that others could see the content clearly.

The screen in his hand is the hunter website, and a post marked "Published just now" is open at the moment.

Lu Mingfei, Caesar and Chu Zihang looked at each other and their expressions suddenly changed.

…

Europe, Solomon's Temple Headquarters.

The headquarters of the Solomon Temple still retains the style of religious architecture. It is a magnificent church that is better than a palace. Whenever they walk through the shadow cast by the high vine windows of the church, the knights feel solemn.

But what the knights didn't know was that beneath the church, underground, there was an almost identical church that did not exist in the real world.

Solomon's Temple, a church deep underground.

There is no sunlight underground, and there are no cables coming in, but there is still light—cold light emitted by countless bright crystals embedded in the walls.

In the cold light, seven pairs of golden pupils flickered on and off, and a language completely different from human beings echoed in the church hall, with every syllable causing the elements to vibrate.

"It's too risky," said the owner of a pair of golden eyes. "We shouldn't take action so early."

"You shouldn't have returned to that country so early." The owner of another pair of golden eyes said.

"The King of the Earth and the Mountain, as well as those families, our current power cannot guarantee that we can destroy them. You are too radical, anti-Saidi."

"Radical?" Long, known as the anti-Saidi, sneered, "Am I the radical? Or are you hiding in this dark Nibelung and have gradually lost your previous dignity and pride? The coordinates of this Nibelung Being buried underground, is the glory and dignity in your blood also buried with this Nibelung?"

"Or maybe he followed other idiots and was poured into his golden people by Ying Zheng?"

"That's enough, Anti-Saidi," Long said, who spoke first, "We don't want to accuse you, this is a stupid thing that humans only do. We just want to know, what are your chances of winning if you suddenly attack the monarchs of the earth? "

"Absolute chance of winning," Fansaidi said, "Mengge, the monarch is not invincible. Odin once was able to kill the monarch of the sky. If we join forces, we can naturally bury the monarch of the earth."

"Absolutely? Maybe together we are indeed capable of killing those two monarchs, but what happens after that? According to the intelligence, they have been lurking in the imperial capital of China for many years, and the eggs should have been prepared long ago. Kill them , what can we get?" the dragon known as Monger asked.

"Get the authority," Anti-Saidi's voice said with deep confidence, "They will not have a chance to cocoon."

"What preparations have you made?" Meng was puzzled by Anti-Saidi's confidence. "Except for the realm of crime and punishment of the King of Bronze and Fire, no force can prevent the Dragon King from cocooning."

"We don't need to stop him," Antisaidi turned around, turning the dragon's head covered with blue-grey scales and looking at the closed door at the end of the hall, "Come in."

The huge door slowly opened, and thick fog squeezed in through the cracks in the door, pouring on the ground like running water and spreading along the carpet.

In the thick fog, a pale, almost transparent foot stepped on the dark red carpet. She walked forward step by step. The hem of her skirt reached down to her feet. With every step she took, the hem of her skirt rose and fell between her slender ankles.

She was wearing a piece of pure white cloth, which was in the shape of a tube from her neck to her wrists and ankles. Three simple tubes were connected to form a dress without any decoration, and it was not even possible to tell whether the neckline was right or wrong.

A skirt that almost covers the whole body is worn on the girl. She is naked, with a delicate face and empty eyes. Her feet and the ends of the skirt are endlessly submerged by the flowing water that sticks to the ground, making her look like she is walking on water, just like in the myth. nymph fairy.

The dragons looked at the girl who came to draw water. The dragon power attached to the golden eyes could crush the spirit of weak creatures, but it did not affect her at all.

This is a girl who can only be described as white.

Her dress is pure white, her skin is pure white, her eyes are pure white, and only the long hair hanging down from the back of her head is a dazzling red like fire.

"is her?"

Long, who had lived for who knows how many thousands of years, was puzzled and shocked.

"No, but it can still be used." Fan Saidi said.

The dragons looked at each other. After a brief silence, there was a new voice.

"What about those dragon-slaying families? They won't help us kill the monarchs of the earth. They will only find ways to kill us all, whether you, me, or the monarchs of the earth."

"Perhaps you should take some time to read the information collected by those mixed-blood slaves. The mixed-blood families in that country no longer have an endless supply of excellent offspring. Once the wolves that win by quantity no longer form packs, they will no longer be in packs. They lost their power and could only huddle in their own territory. Even if a few alpha wolves can still move, what threat would they pose?" Antisai Causeway said, "Since two hundred years ago, their family has no longer any Glory."

"Ying Zheng and his empire have been destroyed for two thousand years. The hybrids after him have become worse with each generation. The wolf pack has disappeared. What is left now are just some ferocious wild dogs."

"Ying Zheng and his Qin army have long been dead," Fan Saidi sneered: "Today's hybrids are no longer worthy of fear!"

"Ding dong——"

In the corner, an almost dusty laptop suddenly lit up, making a loud beep, and on the screen was a request for a video call.

The red-haired girl stood quietly in the corner, and the dragons looked at each other.

That computer was the "channel" for the outside world to urgently contact them in the Nibelungs, and this channel had not been used for several years.

No manual control was needed, the video call had been connected, and a beautiful human woman with a slightly anxious face appeared on the screen, looking down at the "compact" computer.

"What's the matter? Seroliya?" Anti-Saidi asked.

"Something big happened," Seroliya on the screen even came to express her respect for the Grand Inquisitor and chose to share the screen as soon as she answered the call. "Look, this is news on the human Internet. "

Cerollia on the screen flashed, and the screen switched to a website with a large "HUNTER" marked in English.

Under "HUNTER" is a post that was just published.

The post is a bounty post, and the bounty content is highlighted in blood-red font.

"A dragon named Fenrisulfr has awakened in the Chinese imperial capital. Hunters are now being recruited to kill it. The reward is 100 million US dollars!"

The King of Earth and Mountain is only worth 100 million US dollars, which is not even as good as the price of an oil painting by a famous human artist at auction.

This is really a big joke.

But Anti-Saiti couldn't laugh.

He stared at the name of the person who posted it, as if there was an eye behind that name staring at him and looking at him.

The administrator of the hunter website - Nido.

…

Kassel College, Lu Mingfei's home.

Because the news about the dragons in the Chinese Empire appeared on the hunter website, the entire mixed race world was in a sensation. The principal made a temporary decision to organize people and the Solomon Temple to go to China to slay the dragons tomorrow.

And he himself was already on a plane heading to the Solomon Temple in Europe.

"Holy shit! What's going on, Brother Fei? Why is there news about the Dragon King on the Hunter Network? And it was posted by the administrator himself? Did the birdmen from the Solomon Temple sell the news?"

"Can you read that administrator's name upside down?" Lu Mingfei said.

"Nido...Odin! Odin!" Old Tang's eyes widened.

"Don't tell me you just found out now." Lu Mingfei complained.

"No, I've discovered it before, but, but...it can't really be that Odin, can it?" Old Tang's face hurt - thanks to Norton, he also knew what a ruthless character Odin was.

"I don't know, but I always feel that things are not that simple. There may be other forces involved..." Lu Mingfei rubbed his brows and suddenly stood up from the sofa.

"Old Tang, you are going to China tomorrow, and I have to go back today," Lu Mingfei said. "To be cautious, I have to take some insurance measures."

"Going back today? Brother Fei, are you going to the Imperial Capital?" Old Tang asked.

"No," Lu Mingfei shook his head, "I want to go to Shennongjia."

"Shennongjia? Why are you going to Shennongjia?" Old Tang refused.

"Shake people." Lu Mingfei said seriously.