Chapter 1200: Chapter 1187: Remnants of the Dragon King Chapter 1200: Chapter 1187: Remnants of the Dragon King In a simulated real war gunfight, being brought down by a single shot from a freshman on his first day of school was a dark history that clearly could not be mentioned for Caesar, the student council president who shone with boundless light and bore countless honors.

Although as the president of the student council, Caesar himself appeared very magnanimous and seemed not to care at all, his subordinates, or rather his Followers, could not turn a blind eye to this.

This matter within Cassel Academy, although not explicitly stated, was known to all that bringing it up in public was completely a provocative act.

At this moment, the officers following behind Caesar felt so, having just returned from a dragon-slaying victory and were celebrating with a banquet, the youth named Owen was provoking them.

“You’re called Owen, right?” Caesar stared at Muria, taking a closer look at this schoolmate who appeared very ordinary, and memorized his appearance in his mind.

Cassel Academy gathered suitable humans from all over the world who possessed special qualities; each could be considered an Academic Overlord or a superhuman entity on the outside, but the majority of them were mediocre people to Caesar whom he could not remember.

Now he remembered this guy who was challenging him, although in a very ridiculous way, he truly was emotionally moved.

“Hmm!” Muria’s expression was indifferent, had these people’s strength not been so weak and their gaze lacked lethality, he would have considered himself attacked just now.

Even so, the atmosphere at the banquet venue was rather grim, which had no effect on Muria, but it frightened the black-haired youth who was shrinking behind him.

“Caesar, he isn’t…”

“Hmm?” The lion with golden hair flowing looked towards Lu Tianming, “You call him senior, yet you address me by name directly!”

“That…” Lu Tianming immediately became embarrassed, caught between a rock and a hard place. Honestly, he was somewhat afraid to face the student council president, not only because of the huge aura surrounding him, but also because he had developed feelings for the president’s girlfriend.

“Don’t make it difficult for him, Caesar, he’s just a kid who hasn’t unleashed his potential yet,” Muria said, looking at the nervous black-haired youth, with a hint of disappointment hidden in his eyes.

Although the young man before him was the reincarnation of his son, his son was forced into a deeper slumber by the suppression of the World Law, with only a secondary consciousness derived from his reincarnated body manifesting now.

One could say it was unrelated to him, but strictly speaking, it was also his son, just another side of him, a persona weak and incompetent.

Just like when he first awoke, taking control of the young dragon’s body that was about to be blasted apart by others, although in his view, his reincarnated body, relying on his hardware, shouldn’t have fallen so far.

But the fact was just that, even a young dragon born with heritage memory, when facing a Dragon Hunter Squad that had fully investigated all his intelligence and came fully prepared, was almost powerless to resist.

“Potential?” When Caesar heard what Muria said, he immediately laughed, “Although I have great faith in the principal’s judgment, I have always been unable to agree with his assessment of Lu Tianming’s bloodline as S-level. What makes you think he has potential?”

“Perception.”

“If I remember correctly, Owen, your bloodline is only C-level, and you’re not even from the perceptive lineage.”

“Whether you believe it or not, in my eyes, Lu Tianming’s talent surpasses anyone present here, he is the number one genius of this academy.”

“Haha, interesting, this is the most amusing joke I’ve heard this year.”

Caesar’s laughter grew louder as he surveyed Muria and the somewhat uneasy Lu Tianming beside him before turning to walk away.

“Owen, where did you get the conclusion that Lu Tianming is the number one genius of our academy? Just from that S-level bloodline certification on his file?”

After Caesar walked away, the student council officers and girls surrounding him also left, but one of them mocked Muria with a taunting tone as they turned around.

“He’s clearly a waste, yet you insist on calling him a genius, has your mind broken?”

“Heh,” Muria laughed and did not argue with them, as it was meaningless. He turned his head to look at the disheartened youth, smiling reassuringly,
“Don’t mind what they say, just focus on developing your own potential.”

“Although being called the academy’s top genius by you makes me happy, I really don’t know what potential I possess.”

Lu Tianming looked downcast, managing a forced smile. He had always been very lonely from childhood, and it was no different when he entered this academy filled with monsters in human skin.

The principal who had led him into this academy told him he was actually the strongest monster in the academy, but he had never felt that way. Because he was just too ordinary and plain.

“If you knew about it, then it wouldn’t be called potential anymore.”

…

“The principal, huh? Interesting.” Lying in his single dormitory, Muria sat at his desk, pondering as he flipped through the book he had borrowed, “Dragon Genealogy.”

“Hmm, have I forgotten something?”

As he read, Muria rubbed his brow and realized he had forgotten something quite important,
“My reincarnated body hasn’t recovered yet; it’s still in a disabled state, missing an arm and a leg. This won’t do, it’s the attire I must wear in this vast world when I’m not in battle.”

“I need some high-energy substances for repair.” Muria stood up and looked around, “Since I’m in this kind of special secret agency, there’s no need to pay out of my own pocket. The materials needed to repair my reincarnated body shouldn’t be scarce here.”

“Let me look for them.” Muria closed his eyes, and the original self within his reincarnated body’s heart, nearly unrestricted, spread out his mental power, sweeping across the not-so-small academy, even boldly invading thousands of meters underground.

“There it is, hidden quite deep but pointless.”

…

In the dark tunnel, faint footsteps sounded as someone moved forward in the nearly pitch-black darkness. Along with the movement of the steps, two points of light that seemed to be burning followed.

Soon, the footsteps stopped at the end of the tunnel, in front of a large bronze door emitting a dim luminescence. Those two points of light also shifted slightly, revealing a rather youthful face under the light cast by the bronze door.

These two points of light were none other than the eyes of the child who appeared to be only six or seven years old, a pair of golden pupils that seemed to flash with thunder within.

“This door isn’t too bad.” The youth with black hair and golden pupils sniffed a couple of times, then nodded in satisfaction. Following, blue and white thunder suddenly appeared in the darkness, and the young boy disappeared, leaving a seven-meter-long huge creature in his place.

This was a creature that looked similar to a lizard in form, but no one would think of a lizard upon seeing this imposing creature; instead, they would instantly think of a dragon.

However, the state of this creature, which typically existed only in legend for ordinary people, looked quite dire, with only two bone stumps left where wings should be.

Moreover, the once-majestic body looked exceedingly emaciated, almost shriveled. It was a sight easy to tell was lacking in nutrition, covered in shocking wounds, giving the impression it might die at any moment.

But this dragon’s demeanor completely contradicted its appearance, as it inspected the bronze door with eager interest, then gracefully stepped forward and bit into it.

Click!

A metal door capable of withstanding a full bombardment from a complete artillery unit was gnawed open, and the bronze, far harder than ninety-nine percent of metals in the world, was chewed up in the mouth of the dragon and then swallowed.

“Although the quality is a bit poor, the quantity is acceptable.”

The metal-eating dragon critiqued the door before him. With each bite, his body underwent visible changes, as the shocking wounds began to heal.

Broken scales fell off, then grew anew; ripped wings at torn ends began regenerating bones, and flesh re-grew over the regenerating bones.

By the time the black dragon had completely devoured the bronze door, a pair of wings had begun to take shape on its back. Although the bone structure of the wings had fully grown, the regeneration of the flesh had yet to catch up.

The greedy dragon was not disappointed, as it was only one door, and beyond it, more and better things awaited him.

The black young dragon stepped over where the bronze door once was, entering an exceptionally spacious underground plaza. His eyes immediately locked onto the small, metallic-lustered copper-colored dragon skeleton in the center of the open plaza.

“I knew it—a college dedicated to dragon-slaying definitely has plenty of valuable dragon-related treasures.”

The aura emanating from the remains instilled an urge in his reincarnated body to prostrate in worship as if a subject beholding his king, a suppression born from superior lineage in his blood.

But Muria easily shrugged off the influence of lineage, piloting his reincarnated body to the side of this corpse exuding the Dragon King’s pressure.

“A Dragon King killed just after birth? Or should I say a Dragon King who has been killed once and failed in an attempt at resurrection, what a disgrace to the dragon’s name!”

The black dragon scrutinized the dragon corpse, disregarding the pressure it radiated, then opened its mouth, bit into it, and swallowed,
“The exuviae of a Dragon King’s failed regeneration, taken as a trophy by humans and stored in their treasury, truly is a shame for the Dragon Race.”

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