Chapter 45 I Just Feel Sad (Please Read!)
There is a reason why one cannot evolve into a dragon through blood burst after the path to becoming a god is cut off.

In the face of the dragon blood factor, this part of human beings is extremely fragile. In front of it, it is like a stone crushed by a steamroller, leaving only dust.

But even if it turns into dust, it does not mean that this part of humanity disappears completely.

No matter how weak, human genes will not allow themselves to fail in this competition.

This is an instinct that comes from genes.

It will choose to fight back, it will choose to persist, it will protect the last trace of human existence in this body.

This process causes extreme physical and mental pain.

Dragons and humans are absolutely different both mentally and physically. In the process of using violent blood, the sense of separation brought about by this difference will become more and more profound as the violent blood deepens, until the rationality of the owner of this body is wiped out.

Because this road has been cut off. When rationality disappears, the only thing that will be born between dragon and man is an ugly monster.

Deadpool.

They are like things that have been abandoned between the cracks of the world.

Dragons will not regard a creature without reason as their own kind, and humans will not accept a monster without human form.

And now, relying on the method recorded on the bronze plate to stimulate the blood dormant in his body, Chu Zihang is indeed no longer a "human" at this moment.

His body began to swell, and soon his clothes were torn off. The exposed skin was covered with thin blue-gray scales. The joints of his fingers began to grow larger and longer, and his cheekbones became prominent.

The golden pupils were burning.

This is just the beginning!
Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang looked at each other, their burning pupils still clear.

"continue."

Chu Zihang nodded, and he chanted again. The scales on his body opened and closed with the trembling of his muscles.

The bloodline is getting closer to that of a dragon, high-pressure blood is flowing through the whole body, and bright red blood is flowing out from between the gaps between the scales.

The heart began to beat like a war drum, continuously squeezing out dragon blood.

He couldn't help but let out a hoarse roar.

"Fuck!"

This roar contained absolute majesty for a hybrid.

Jiude Mai, who was still immersed in the information, was startled. She thought that some second-generation species had come to kill her, so she quickly turned over and rushed downstairs.

Fighting the dragon with bosses and small monsters is definitely enough, the most urgent task is to evacuate the ordinary people in this house.

Then she ran headfirst into the Wind King's barrier.

"That's a good reaction, Mai."

Lu Mingze praised.

"Boss, what are you and the little monster doing now?"

Rubbing his forehead, Jiude Mai walked forward with a grin, and was shocked when he saw Chu Zihang's appearance.

It looks like he's about to go berserk!
But she didn't say anything. The little monster and the boss looked like they didn't take it seriously. It was definitely not her turn to say anything in the current situation.

"His ha~"

Chu Zihang exhaled high-temperature steam. He could clearly feel that his body was much stronger than before.

It’s just like the feeling of the protagonist in a fantasy novel every time he levels up, and I feel like my current self can defeat a dozen of my past selves.

And the feeling of becoming stronger as long as you continue to activate your blood is even more addictive.

Even though one knows that this is a forbidden technique that will lead to stepping into the abyss if one takes a step forward, one still unconsciously immerses oneself in this power.

"Chu Zihang!"

Lu Mingfei yelled.

Chu Zihang's confused mind suddenly regained some clarity.

This is a simple application of mental power. When Seven scolded me, I could always feel the roars hitting my heart directly, as if someone had installed a loudspeaker in my mind.

Simply.

Inevitably, the echoes of Seven's words began to appear in Lu Mingfei's mind.

'Damn, Seven is still chasing me.'

Lu Mingfei shook his head and threw the cut peel into the trash can.

"continue or not?"

Chu Zihang hissed tiredly, his calf joints had already turned inversely, a characteristic only possessed by dragons.

This was not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue. On the one hand, the enhanced control over his body and elements made him feel omnipotent, but on the other hand, Chu Zihang felt firsthand that the human part of him was becoming weaker.

He was forgetting that he was a human being.

"continue."

Lu Mingfei's expression remained unchanged.

"Believe me."

As a taboo technology, blood violence activates the dragon blood factor, allowing hybrids to achieve a rapid increase in combat effectiveness as their bloodline continues to improve, but it may also break through the boundary called sanity.

Once you break through, it's like a roller coaster on a downward trajectory, with no force able to pull you back.

Except Lu Mingfei.

'The little monsters nowadays are really scary.'

Jiude Mai looked at Lu Mingfei's face which had unconsciously become serious, and felt a sense of coldness from it.

It seems that no matter what choice the person downstairs makes, he will use all his means to force the other party to achieve his goal.

"it is good!"

Chu Zihang called for blood again.

This bloody ritual can be pushed to a third stage, starting with the dragon's flesh and skin, and then the dragon's bones.

And now, it is a dragon's heart.

Bloody bone spurs protruded from the body, then were coated with a layer of blue-gray. The muscles under the skin undulated like flowing water, and the scales all over the body opened and closed.

He breathed deeply, swallowing huge amounts of oxygen.

Jiude Mai no longer dared to look at the figure downstairs. She was afraid instinctively, afraid that she would run away because of fear of the power of the "dragon" below.

This is the power gained by sacrificing one's soul.

Lu Mingfei looked at him, and there was only freezing coldness in his golden eyes.

He seemed to not recognize himself at all. At this moment, all that was left in his eyes was brutal murderous intent.

"He failed, brother."

Lu Mingze sat on the fence with his legs dangling.

"No, he succeeded."

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

Just when Jiude Mai was still wondering why turning into a Deadpool was considered a success, she realized that Chu Zihang below did not move.

"The only enemy he sees is Odin. We are not his enemies."

Lu Mingfei said so, then stretched out his finger and touched the other person's spirit with his mind.

Chu Zihang fell down softly, and his distorted body gradually returned to normal.

"You don't seem happy?"

Waving his hand, Lu Mingze moved Chu Zihang to the recliner on the second floor and turned his head to look at Lu Mingfei.

"I just feel sad."

Lu Mingfei said expressionlessly and handed over the peeled apple in his hand.

I don’t know how Lu Mingze, a phantom, managed to eat.

Lu Mingze's mouth twitched as he bit the apple and he frowned.

"Sad, why?"

"Shouldn't it be sad to see an underage child going to great lengths to get revenge without regard for the consequences?"

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but ask back. The scene before him reminded him of the time when Chu Zihang was forcing himself to release the Word Spirit.

If he hadn't backed himself up, he would have become Deadpool long ago.

"People of this age should enjoy their school life without worries and the love of their parents instead of risking everything for revenge."

"If you don't do this, you won't even have a chance for revenge."

"Yes."

Lu Mingfei looked up at the sky.

“This is what should make us most sad.”

(End of this chapter)