Chapter 354 Vlad III the Impaler
Zhou family, the forbidden area in the back mountain.

Lu Mingfei looked at the Lord Wa in front of him. He had never seen such a formal and serious expression on her face.

The mottled sunlight filtered through the gaps in the trees on the mountain, shining onto the girl's face. Lu Mingfei could even vaguely see the fuzz on her face.

This girl, who looks like she is still in her teens, shows a stability and maturity that is beyond her age.

A few days ago, she was rolling on the ground because she lost the game to Eri. I really don’t know which image is the real her.

Dong! ! The guards nearby struck the gong, and Gao Sheng shouted, "The auspicious time has arrived!"

On the square at the top of the mountain, the Zhou family members standing on both sides picked up the drumsticks beside them, and two rows of dozens of people, led by a leader, beat the war drums.

Boom, boom, boom! The strange and inspiring drum beats sounded, the rhythm became faster and faster, and the golden eyes of the drummer became brighter and brighter.

An invisible wave swept through everyone around. Chu Zihang frowned and covered his chest nervously.

Caesar, who was standing by, also felt it. The dragon blood in his body was stirring restlessly.

In the end, they chose to trust Lu Mingfei first, so they came to the Zhou family's forbidden area with Lu Mingfei early this morning.

"It's so strange, I feel like I can't seem to control the boiling dragon blood in my body..." Finkel whispered to Ling.

As for Xia Mi, a scene from a thousand years ago seemed to appear before her eyes, where the emperor was sitting in the palace, and countless soldiers below were shouting "Long live the emperor".

"The sound of the drum is weird." Zero said expressionlessly.

"It seems to have a similar effect to the Word Spirit: King's Servant, which strengthens and inspires the minds of those with dragon blood."

"Yes, this is the inheritance from China that has been passed down for thousands of years." The old man next to Lord Wa spoke, and he looked at the tribesmen who were beating the drums with satisfaction.

"The endless drumbeats represent the spirit of never giving up, and also the Chinese people's reverence for heaven and earth."

The drumbeats continued, and the ground of the square also underwent some changes. Countless tiny lights flashed in the gaps between the blue bricks, outlining a huge alchemical matrix.

"It is actually possible to carve such a large alchemical matrix, and it is all made of special metals!" Caesar could tell at a glance what the glowing material in the cracks between the bricks was.

Compared with the Zhou family, the Gattuso family's background is simply a joke. At least he feels that the Gattuso family is not rich enough to use the special metals used to make alchemical tools to outline the alchemical matrix.

You have to know that even the legendary European alchemy family, the Flamel family, was not so extravagant and could only use mercury.

"Keep looking, that thing seems to have changed." Chu Zihang pointed to the huge Nine Cauldrons in the center of the square.

Under the operation of the alchemical matrix, the patterns of mountains and rivers on the Nine Cauldrons continued to change, and countless spells emerged.

And Lord Wa finally moved, murmuring a song that sounded like Chinese but was not Chinese, and dancing in a strange posture.

"It's not Dragon Script, nor is it any other language..." Caesar frowned.

"It's ancient Chinese, with an accent from at least a thousand years ago." Chu Zihang heard something.

He once watched a video of a professor who studied ancient Chinese pronunciation. The professor's words in the video had almost the same accent as what Lord Wa says now.

"It sounds like it's praising heaven and earth."

As Wazhu's voice grew louder and louder, the changes in the Nine Cauldrons became more and more drastic. The old man at the side finally spoke: "Come forward! Lu Mingfei!"

When Lu Mingfei heard the old man's words, he quickly stepped forward. The old man pulled out a bronze knife from his waist without saying anything and cut Lu Mingfei's palm.

"Go! Put your hands on the Nine Cauldrons!"

As soon as he placed his bleeding palm on the Nine Cauldrons, Lu Mingfei felt a suction force. It was a living spirit!
But unlike the living spirits in Bronze City, this kind of living spirit is more domineering, and it even seems like it wants to extract Lu Mingfei's soul.

The next moment, his consciousness appeared in front of a palace, where a man in simple clothes was speaking to his subjects.

"From today on, Kyushu is under our control!"

The scene changed and the man disappeared, replaced by an emperor wearing a black dragon robe.

"Unify the world and bring the people together!"

Afterwards, a red emperor appeared. He was much lazier than the previous two. He just placed his hands on the Nine Cauldrons and spoke casually.

"The strong warriors are here to guard the four sides..."

Just by touching the Nine Cauldrons, the living spirit actually took Lu Mingfei's soul across the long river of time and space, allowing him to see the history of China's changes.

Facing these famous emperors in history, Lu Mingfei felt a desire to surrender, and he even wanted to fight for them.

"Keep your mind focused! The Nine Cauldrons are the emperor's inheritance, which contains the blood of emperors of all dynasties. Don't let them assimilate you into Deadpool!" came the old man's scolding.

Lu Mingfei perked up and finally got rid of this subtle feeling, glancing at the old man out of the corner of his eye.

The old man summoned the phantom of the dragon again, and the phantom began to circle around Jiuding and Lu Mingfei.

The faint light of the Nine Cauldrons turned into a beam of light, shooting straight into the sky.

"Think back to your past with that adult! Call out his name in your heart!"

"It's incredible. How can a thousand years of history reach this level?" Caesar widened his eyes.

Using human bodies to fight against dragons, this is the human epic written by the Chinese people.

Dadadada! The sound of the propeller turning was heard, and Chu Zihang quickly raised his head. A helicopter appeared in the sky without him knowing when. The logo of Kassel College on the plane was extremely dazzling, and Chu Zihang's face changed, "Could it be?"

As the helicopter door opened, two cold storage chambers were pushed out and fell rapidly from the air.

This shouldn't happen? He had clearly agreed with the others to wait until Caesar and he returned before deciding whether to call on them. How come they appeared directly in Zhou's territory now?
"Be careful! It's Cassel's Watcher!" Chu Zihang shouted to everyone.

Ling, Finkel and Xia Mi all became alert at the same time, looking at the cryostat approaching from the air at a very fast speed.

"Please stop them first, the ceremony has just begun!" the old man shouted.

"Leave it to me." Xia Mi nodded, and a huge wind blade was launched into the air.

Boom! There was an explosion, and the freezer was blown to pieces.

"Is this the end?" Finkel scratched his head.

"It's not that simple. I feel a powerful energy approaching." Xia Mi soared into the air.

The next moment, an old man with white hair rushed out of the exploded freezer, with heart-pounding lightning wrapped around his body, and collided with Xia Mi.

Another person also fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily. When the smoke and dust cleared, an old man whose entire body except for his face had turned into a dragon slowly stood up.

His golden eyes scanned the surroundings and stopped at Lu Mingfei's face. He ignored Chu Zihang and Caesar who were on alert and walked straight towards Lu Mingfei.

"Sorry, old man, this road is blocked." Caesar drew out his hunting knife and stood in front of the old man Longhua.

"Looking like you're a kid from the Gattuso family? Don't stop me." said old man Longhua.

"If your goal is to bring Lu Mingfei back, then I hope you can talk to me after the ceremony is completed." Caesar continued.

"A mere brat actually dared to be rude to the Grand Duke. It seems that no one remembers my vicious reputation as Vlad III." Old Man Longhua looked at Caesar with cold eyes.

"Even your ancestors wouldn't dare to speak to me like that."

This guy from 500 years ago is still alive! Caesar's pupils suddenly contracted.

He knew that the Secret Party had always had a Watcher organization, which contained some people who had been severely transformed into dragons.

The secret party uses freezing and nutrient solution technology to continuously extend their lifespans, just to use them as the final trump card when the Dragon King destroys the world.

But a monster that lived for 500 years, is this really something science can do?
Vlad III Tepes, Grand Duke of Wallachia. "Tepes" means "piercing" in Romanian, so he was called the Impaler.

He is also the prototype of the famous vampire legend "Count Dracula".

It is said that Vlad III suffered from a blood-madness and liked to torture prisoners with sharp wooden stakes. His brutal behavior provided rich material for many chroniclers of the time.

But what these people didn't know was that the Grand Duke was an S-class hybrid, and almost all those he killed were deadpools and dangerous hybrids.

There are even countless dragons who died at his hands, and the name of the Piercer is also well-known in the world of hybrids.

"Is it you? The Impaler..." Caesar gave Tepesh a noble salute.

"That kid is very dangerous. I have been advised that we must get rid of him." Tepesh looked at Caesar coldly. His pale face did look like the legendary vampire.

"Are you going to stop me?"

Kill Lu Mingfei? It seems that the guy who pretended to be his father finally couldn't bear it anymore...

"Sorry." Caesar sighed and pointed the hunting knife in his hand at Tepesh.

"You don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is... I'm going to nail you to a stake!"

Swish! Tsepesh suddenly disappeared from Caesar's sight, and Chu Zihang, who had rushed over, gave a warning.

"Be careful, he's behind you!"

So fast! Caesar was startled and stabbed behind him with his hunting knife without hesitation.

Although he poked something, Caesar felt it was extremely hard and could not move forward an inch.

"Too weak, kid..." Tsepesh looked at the hunting knife that was sharpening sparks on his waist and sneered.

His nails were as sharp as claws and he stabbed Caesar's neck without hesitation.

Caesar dodged again, trying to create some distance between himself and Tepesh, but the battle-hardened archduke had much more practical experience than Caesar.

He used dozens of different moves in just one encounter, and Caesar got his face cut by him without paying attention.

Taking advantage of this gap, Tsepesh became more aggressive and his punches and kicks became faster and faster.

Caesar swung his hunting knife so hard that he could barely block his attack.

"Please step aside for now, Lord Impaler. There is a misunderstanding here..." Caesar said.

Tepesh didn't say anything, but just bent his palm into an exaggerated arc.

While Caesar was still confused, the skin on his wrist cracked, and a forearm bone shot out like a spear, piercing Caesar's chest.

“Huh…huh…” Caesar looked at Tsepesh unwillingly. He didn’t even have the chance to use his spiritual words and was defeated like this?
(End of this chapter)