"The seminary is a special college. Their students mainly learn about God; there is also a medical school, whose main research object is the human body mechanism; there is also a business school, which mainly studies the ancient proposition of "transaction". Cassel College is also such a special college, which we are studying..."

Professor Guderian stood up, grabbed the corner of the canvas on the giant oil painting behind him, and shook it open.

The hideous scene was exposed to the light. When Lu Mingfei's eyes touched the painting, he felt as if he was about to be pushed out by a huge force.

That was the pressure of that painting.

On the picture, the sky is filled with iron-green mixed with flames. The only giant tree stands, and the dead branches extend in all directions, woven into a dense net to support the cracked sky. On the wasteland, the ground is full of dead bones, and black giant beasts are rising from the depths of the pile of bones, with skeletons hanging on their wings. After spreading their huge membrane wings, black flames protruding towards the sky.

A shrill roar echoed in Lu Mingfei's head, and he actually felt that he could hear the roar of the giant beast.

"Long?" Lu Mingfei's voice trembled.

"Yes, dragon. To be more precise, the Dragon Emperor Niedhog, according to the Nordic myth "Old Ida Sutra", at dusk, it will bite the roots of the tree of the world Igdrashu at dusk. That day, the world will be destroyed." Professor Guderian's finger swept the neatly hardcover ancient books on the bookshelf. "If you understand Latin, you can understand the names of these books, "Dragon Genealogy", "Dragon and Spiritual Art", "Solomon Key", "Dragon Bloodline Theory", "Dragon Genetics"... This is our accumulation over thousands of years, and countless generations have been looking for dragons and studying dragons. Cassel Academy is the master of greatness. At Cassel Academy, you can choose different disciplines such as alchemy engineering, magical mechanical design, dragon clan theory, etc. The ultimate goal of all courses is," he looked straight into Lu Mingfei's eyes, "Slay the Dragon!"

"Slaughter... Dragon Slaughter?"

"Dragon Slaying," Professor Guderian nodded, "This has been going on for thousands of years where you don't know. Humans have written this history without dragons, but there are dragon clans in every line of another history. But this secret is too amazing. If it is leaked, the consequences of the possible consequences cannot be judged. Therefore, several families called "Blood Seeds" have jointly held this secret for the past few thousand years and have undertaken the mission of slaying dragons. They have continuously cultivated descendants who are good at fighting, spells, magic and alchemy, sent them to the battlefield of slaying dragons, and buried their efforts to revival the dragons again and again. Until today, Kassel Academy has inherited their will."

"Legal...letter?"

"Yes, because the Dragon Slaying Family in history is huge and most of it has disappeared. In the new era, we cannot rely on family heritage. We must introduce a modern educational mechanism." Professor Guderian extended his hand to Lu Mingfei, "Welcome to Kassel College, Lu Mingfei!"

"No... don't just stretch out your hand without waiting for someone to decide and say welcome. Is it good? Your academy is a junior college that trains dragon slaying experts? Please!" Lu Mingfei twitched, "Can you not make such a big joke? What is this? The opening CG of the new version of "Dragon Quest"? How did I get into your CG? Can I give me a space-time portal?"

There was a loud bang like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. The whole train swayed, all the lights jumped and flickered, and darkness came.

"Hey, the train hit the mountain?" Lu Mingfei touched his whole body and seemed to be injured. "Did anyone get injured? Does anyone know where the candle is?"

"Lu Mingfei, what they said is true." Someone whispered in the darkness.

All the lights were on again, and it was still the luxurious train, and it was still the leather sofa, but Professor Guderian and Finger were gone. Lu Mingfei turned his head and the boy he saw in his dream at Chicago Railway Station was sitting next to him.

"You, you...where did you get on the bus?" Lu Mingfei asked stuttered.

"I'm always in the car, I was waiting for the car just now like you." The boy said lightly.

"Your tone is like a resentful soul..." Lu Mingfei said.

"Look out the window," said the boy, "Welcome to...the Kingdom of Dragons!"

Lu Mingfei followed his gaze and looked out the car window, his pupils suddenly dilated, and in front of that world, he even lost the power of his breathing.

It was no longer a dark night. The train was running on the vast ice field at high speed. The plain white and slightly blue ice layer covered the mountains that pierced the sky. The sky was rich as blood, with heavy rainstorms. Every drop of water was bright red, flowing down the car window. On the top of the ice peak, the dragon in the picture was quietly lying on its wings, with its wings hanging to the foot of the mountain. The thick blood dyed the entire ice peak red. Groups of people were climbing up along the dragon's wings. The people who climbed to the top surrounded the dragon's head. They nailed the dragon's skull with sharp iron cones and struggling to hit the tail of the iron cone. Every time a hole was drilled, a white slurry gushed out, and in a moment it evaporated into a rich white air. The people cheered and shouted loudly.

"Nidhog, the king of the Black Dragon, was killed thousands of years ago on his throne, his throne was the mountain that was forever covered with ice and snow. The one who killed him placed his huge body on the top of the mountain, and his wings drooped to the foot of the mountain. His blood flowed down like magma, dyeing the whole mountain red, melting the ice and snow, rising to the sky with bloody water vapor, turning into dark red clouds and falling bright red rain. The one who killed him cheered in the rain, and they cheered that day for the 'new era'." The boy said softly.

"God...here!" Lu Mingfei trembled as he heard the sound of the hammer hitting the tail of the iron cone from afar.

"This is the oldest emperor that has never been recorded in history. On the day he died, everyone cheered." The boy's voice was calm.

He seemed to enjoy the striking sounds very much, closed his eyes and admired them silently, showing a smile.

"How great. If it weren't for that day, the world wouldn't have become what it is today." He opened his eyes and looked at Lu Mingfei and said.

Somehow, Lu Mingfei felt so sad in his smile.

Sad... for thousands of years.

"You and that black dragon..." Lu Mingfei tentatively, "I'm very familiar?"

"No, no, on the contrary," the boy whispered, "I am the one who wants to kill him the most. No one in this world wants to kill him more than I do!"

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes and found himself lying on a cowhide bench with a blanket covered with an elegant decorative study room, surrounded by bookcases and a crystal chandelier on the roof.

Lu Mingfei sat up and looked around. Professor Guderian was napping at the desk not far away.

"Are you awake?" Professor Guderian raised his chaotic head.

"Where is this? Have we been overturned? I just felt a rumbling sound." Lu Mingfei pressed his forehead, and there seemed to be a blood vessel in his head leaping.

"We arrived at Kassel College and it was very smooth all the way. How could it be that we bumped into a mountain? You were so frightened when you were in school tutoring and fainted directly, so you carried the train..." Professor Guderian said, "The students who received school tutoring were also surprised before, but you had such a big reaction, which was unprecedented. You were about dragons..." Guderian spread his hands, "Are you so scared? In fact, in essence, it is just a powerful species."

"No!" Lu Mingfei stared in Professor Guderian's eyes, "Aren't I afraid of dragons... Have you ever seen "Terminator"?"

"I've seen it, Arnold Schwarzenegger plays it. I like him very much. He is the current governor of California." Professor Goodrian nodded.

"Do you remember? There is a plot that John Connor's mother was in the police station and told the police that she saw a robot from a time trip. He came from an era when humans were about to perish. The robot was holding a laser rifle and firing everywhere..." Lu Mingfei said, "So the police said, you were a mentally ill criminal!"

"Do you think I'm mentally ill?"

"Or it was me who committed it!" Lu Mingfei said loudly.

"Okay, for some freshmen, they must show them the evidence!" Professor Guderian clapped his hands.

The door of the study opened, and a middle-aged man with a face that said "I am a Japanese" slashed in. His left and right hands were a black suitcase with silver metal edges, which looked quite strong. After putting his two suitcases on the table, he respectfully bowed to Lu Mingfei and introduced himself in fluent Chinese, "My name is Masashi Toyama, a psychological counseling teacher at Cassel College. He is very happy to know our 'S' freshmen. He has not had a 'S' freshmen for more than 40 years."

"Is that so? Can I ask who the 'S'-level freshman was more than 40 years ago, and the peerless dragon-slaying master?" Lu Mingfei tried to speak with the ideas of these people.

"He had a chance, but he committed suicide by swallowing a gun in the second semester of his sophomore year, so there is no further information." Masashi Toyama confessed very much.

"Swallowing the gun and commit suicide?"

"Because of their excellent grades and their sharp thinking, when studying dragon-like scriptures, I fell into some philosophical thinking difficulties. I was not relieved for a while, so I swallowed my gun. Later, we added a psychological teacher." Masashi Toyama said.

"It sounds good," Lu Mingfei breathed, "I have always been famous for being slow."

"But you have potential!" Professor Guderian gave Masashi Toyama, and was full of energy. Obviously, he was the best student.

Lu Mingfei didn't understand what he was having fun and wanted to cover his face.

"We brought two proofs that there are indeed dragons in this world. Both of them are cultural relics of high level. We borrowed them from the Academy Archives." Masashi Toyama opened the first suitcase with a password and fingerprint, and after removing the layers of foam, Lu Mingfei saw a black scale, about the size of a half-faced palm, in a perfect shield shape, with a smooth surface as if it had been newly oiled, and the texture was clearly identifiable under the oil.

"Pinch it." Masashi Toyama said.

Lu Mingfei carefully pinched the scales and felt that the thing seemed to be fake, with a bit of steel texture, cool and tough, but the weight was very light. It was close to plastic, and the edges were so sharp that it would cut the fingers with a little force. At this time, Masashi Toyama stuffed something into his palm.

Lu Mingfei was stupid, but he actually had a pistol.

"Walter PPK pistol, with a diameter of 7.65 mm, an initial speed of 280 meters per second, an effective range of 50 meters. The guys in the equipment department have made some improvements. Now, you can use it to shoot at the scales." Toyama Masashi placed the scale on the windowsill.

"I know this gun...007 also uses it." Lu Mingfei's face turned pale.

"Yes, it's that classic 007 pistol." Masashi Toyama covered his ears, "Don't worry, just shoot, aim at the scales."

"The logic of a madman is really incomprehensible." Lu Mingfei raised his gun with a bitter face, aimed at the scales as he learned during military training in high school, gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

With a loud bang, Lu Mingfei seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer in his chest. The recoil from the PPK made him feel that he had just fired a cannon shell. He turned it upside down and fell into the sofa behind him. His eyes were filled with stars, and he almost passed away.

"So he is not the kind of student with excellent physical strength!" Masashi Toyama's surprised voice rang in his ears, "Maybe I should come over with an ordinary revolver."

"Is this gun modified by the equipment department? Alas, don't try those things modified by lunatics!" Professor Guderian complained in a stack of voices.

"I was a little curious for a moment. I was a good gun. Although I might not be able to explode the longan with one shot, I guess I could leave some traces on the four generations and five generations of species." Masashi Toyama said.

Lu Mingfei shook his head hard and saw the situation around him clearly. The first glance was Professor Guderian's face full of concern, and the second glance was the black scales shaking in Masashi Toyama's hand. The perfect black scales, nothing left a trace on its surface. Lu Mingfei was absolutely sure. He just shot the center of the scale. He was not an excellent student, but in military training, he was a rare student with ten shots and one hundred rings. The instructor was stunned by this inconspicuous guy's good gun.

A gun comparable to a naval cannon failed to penetrate the scale.

"This is the dragon scale. In 1900, Sven Heding discovered it in the ancient city of Loulan, Xinjiang, China. He could not recognize this thing, but he found that burning or hammering could not damage the thing, so he brought it back from China to Europe. Someone in Europe recognized it, and the man was called Menek Kassel. This is one of the evidence. Should you believe it a little now?" said Masashi Toyama.

"Can't it be high-tech?" Lu Mingfei was still stubborn.

"Even titanium alloys made of nanotechnology can't stop such a shot, right?" Masashi Toyama said. "I have a Ph.D. in Materials from the University of Tokyo, so you have to believe me."

Not only are there madmen everywhere, but also madmen with highly educated levels. Lu Mingfei wanted to do so.

"Okay, then the second proof." Masashi Toyama opened the second suitcase. A cylindrical glass bottle was sent to Lu Mingfei, just like the kind of bottle used by the teacher to hold specimens in biology class.

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth wide, as if he was struck by lightning. If Masashi Toyama stuffed an orange into his mouth at this moment, he probably wouldn't have noticed it. Soaked in the light yellow formalin solution was an animal that looked very lizard-like, yellow-white, curled up with a slender tail, like a fetus in the uterus, and the long beards on his mouth slowly floated in the solution, looking as peaceful as a baby with his eyes. If it weren't for the two mask wings spreading behind the thing, Lu Mingfei would have thought it was some kind of ancient lizard.

"This is a red dragon's cub, not even dead, but is just sleeping. Dragons are difficult to kill, especially the noble first and second generation species. Even if you destroy their bodies, they cannot destroy their souls. They will wake up again," Toyama Masashi said. "This is an extremely rare specimen. Usually humans cannot catch dragons because dragons can sense the activity of the human brain, either launch an attack before humans approach, or they will escape. This specimen was discovered in India in 1796. Fortunately, the red dragon cub was swallowed by a giant python when it hatched. Local farmers killed the giant python and obtained the cub from its belly."

"Isn't it really plastic?" Lu Mingfei covered his face, "It's over, my worldview is over."

"Look closer and look at its details and the patterns of scales. What kind of artist can make such a perfect plastic product?" Toyama Masashi brought the glass bottle to Lu Akihito.

Now Lu Mingfei faced the red dragon cub through a layer of glass a half centimeter thick. Its membrane wings and long beards were whispering in the solution, as if hovering in the clouds. Toyama Masashi was right. The details and patterns were too realistic. Only nature or gods could breed such things. They exist in the shadow of history, in the legends of different nations, in the limits of human imagination, and in this sealed glass bottle.

"Perfect, isn't it?" Masashi Toyama sighed in admiration.

"Perfect." Lu Mingfei murmured.

He stared at the instant membrane covering the longan, thinking of the pair of golden eyes that slowly opened in the darkness, as if the door of the world was opened in front of his eyes.

The red dragon cub soaked in formalin solution suddenly opened his eyes, with golden eyes. Its whole body trembled like a spasm from head to tail, stretched its neck and roared at Lu Mingfei. Then the scorching dragon flame was ignited deep in its throat and sprayed out! It stretched its wings hard to break through the constraints of the glass bottle. It woke up, but its body as big as a cat had the majesty of a dragon.

Lu Mingfei did not dodge, and the three of them were all stunned, watching the ancient specimens resurrected in front of them.

The subtle dragon flames went out in an instant, and the formalin solution poured into the dragon cub's throat, causing it to cough in pain like a drowning person. At the same time, it failed to break through the glass bottle. It vibrated the membrane wings vigorously, but it even left no trace on the glass wall. This time, the recovery that had accumulated for hundreds of years ended as quickly as it began. Soon, the dragon cub curled up again, returned to peace, and entered dormant again.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Lu Mingfei was finally able to scream and pointed at the glass bottle tremblingly.

"Don't shout," Professor Guderian murmured.

"Didn't you see it? Didn't you see it? It just now came alive! It lived! Living dragon!" Lu Mingfei shook the old guy who was completely stupid and said loudly.

"See," Professor Guderian turned to Toyama Masashi, "You saw it too, right?"

Masashi Toyama's face was pale and nodded, "Yes... But this is really not my original intention. I don't know it will wake up..." He suddenly raised the volume and almost screamed, "What's going on? Did the people in the archives get the wrong label? Its awakening day should be 2077! They will kill us by sticking labels like this! It just now sprayed dragon flame! Dragon flame!"

"Fortunately, I have replaced the nanomaterial container since the previous year, otherwise I couldn't hold on..." Professor Guderian was sweating coldly, "Oh my God, its awakening day was calculated by Professor Manstein and I. It would be impossible to make any mistakes...unless...unless it is a bloodline summon!"

"Is the bloodline summoned?" Toyama Masashi turned to Lu Mingfei, and his eyes were just looking at a monster.

"In addition to the bloodline summoning, what else can make the dragon awaken in advance?" Professor Guderian's eyes burned and he patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder vigorously. "It's your powerful bloodline that is summoning it! Lu Mingfei, do you know what an amazing character you are now?"

Lu Mingfei's shoulder was about to be slapped by him, "What do you care about? Don't push this kind of accident that can kill people on me! I did nothing!"
Chapter completed!