The chaos magic surging into his body activated the strange bloodline within him as well.
In that instant, he felt as if his body had turned into a roaring furnace. Every inch of skin was seared by blistering heat, and a scalding power rampaged through him, nearly swelling him to the point of bursting.
Lu Mingfei moved on instinct—just the slightest twitch.
And the unleashed force rippled outward, violently tearing the diving bell apart.
Metal components exploded outward in all directions, launched by that overwhelming power at terrifying speed.
Even underwater, those fragments were still absurdly fast—so fast they broke the sound barrier, carving warped trails through the water and kicking up chains of white spray.
So with that tiny movement, Lu Mingfei realized in horror that his senior had been struck by even more shrapnel, suffering even worse injuries.
Looking at NoNo—her breathing weaker, her condition so gruesome he could barely bear to see it—Lu Mingfei was utterly terrified, frozen stiff.
He didn't dare move.
He couldn't move.
With a sobbing tremor in his voice, he begged Harry for help.
"Harry, what do I do? Senior's going to die!"
Harry was speechless at the situation. Helplessly, he sent a message into Lu Mingfei's mind.
"Stop resisting. I'm going to use the chaos magic inside you to remotely control your body. Next, you just watch my performance."
"Huh?" Lu Mingfei's brain short-circuited for a moment. He didn't understand what Harry meant at all.
Then he suddenly felt it—his magic was being guided by some vast will, flowing on its own.
That flow was like tugging one thread and making the whole fabric shift. It pulled his muscle fibers along with it, subtly controlling the motion of his limbs.
Lu Mingfei knew he was a loser, but he had one redeeming quality: he tried his best not to drag people down.
So throughout the entire process of Harry taking over, he swallowed his anxiety and the alien sensation, offering no resistance at all. He forced himself to relax completely, letting Harry do whatever he needed.
Before long, Lu Mingfei noticed the once-wild chaos magic inside him growing calmer under Harry's direction, and—under that same control—it began suppressing another force within him.
The horrifying signs of draconic transformation on Lu Mingfei's body visibly retracted at speed.
In only a few seconds, he shed that half-dragon state and returned to the familiar look he'd always had.
Except for one thing.
His golden eyes, glowing crystal-clear in the current, burned like twin flames.
Forcing control over the chaos magic inside Lu Mingfei across such a vast distance was an enormous burden even for Harry.
This was different from descending into Nami's body—during transmission, magic suffered massive losses.
Luckily, there was already a powerful force lying dormant inside Lu Mingfei. Using chaos magic as a key, Harry cleverly awakened and mobilized that power.
With that, the awakened force acted like a booster, taking on most of the pressure of Harry's control and allowing this long-distance manipulation to barely hold together.
With a subtle shift of intent, a vast psychic force erupted from Lu Mingfei's body like a tidal wave.
It surged with a mountain-crushing momentum, forcing great volumes of seawater to part and creating a brief vacuum-like space around them.
Then Harry slowly rose, cradling NoNo as she drifted down.
He lowered his gaze to the girl in his arms. She was delicate and strikingly beautiful.
What surprised Harry more was that she resembled Wanda in one small way—she had the same kind of scarlet hair.
But that was where the similarity ended.
Wanda's power now far exceeded this girl's. With a single thought, Wanda could kill her with ease.
One of them had fully taken hold of her fate.
The other was still being dragged through a whirlpool of destiny, unable to escape.
Harry sensed something unusual about the girl—something that didn't quite fit—but he had no time to deal with it, and no intention of solving it right now.
He decided those problems could wait. Lu Mingfei could face them himself later.
Harry's expression remained calm as he spoke a single word.
"Reparo!"
In the next moment, the modified repairing charm took effect on NoNo's body.
It was as if time itself began to reverse.
Her wounds closed at a visible, shocking speed.
Torn flesh drew together. Blood stopped spilling. Bruises and swelling faded away.
Only a dozen seconds passed.
If NoNo's eyes hadn't still been shut—if she weren't still unconscious—Lu Mingfei, who had witnessed it all, would have almost believed the earlier nightmare had been nothing more than a hallucination.
Now NoNo looked like she was simply sleeping quietly, without the slightest trace of the grievous injuries from moments ago.
Once Lu Mingfei was sure she was safe, he became so excited that he actually disrupted Harry's control over the chaos magic inside him.
Harry immediately warned him.
"I know you're anxious, but don't get ahead of yourself. There's still a dragon nearby."
Lu Mingfei instantly calmed down. Embarrassed, he apologized in his mind.
"Sorry, sorry. I got too excited. Keep going!"
Harry was resigned. He was starting to feel like the "target" he'd picked this time might not be very reliable.
He closed his eyes slightly, and his powerful mental force spread outward like a tide, scanning in all directions.
Very quickly, he caught the giant dragon's trail.
At the same time, the dragon sensed the commotion and charged in again.
Harry raised an eyebrow. He planned to send NoNo away first, then deal with the dragon.
He wasn't here in his true body. This wasn't dream-walking either. He was controlling the chaos magic inside Lu Mingfei, relying on Hedwig's immense computing power to perform fine, precise operations.
Harry's strength had clearly dropped by a huge margin. He wasn't confident he could keep NoNo safe against a dragon while fighting at the same time.
So he didn't hesitate.
Lifted by psychic force, he shot upward at high speed!
…
Cold…
So cold…
Am I going to die?
Right. When she saw that first-generation dragon charging in like a mad battering ram—when she shoved that loser Lu Mingfei into the diving bell—she'd already made peace with dying.
If a first-generation attacked her… then she had to be dead by now, right?
So was this what the world after death was like?
Icy. Piercing. And in her ears, a constant mess of howling noise.
If she weren't so certain she couldn't possibly still be alive, she would've thought she was still underwater.
But then—suddenly—she felt herself wrapped in warmth.
That warmth was intoxicating. She instinctively burrowed deeper into it, reluctant to let it go.
And with that warmth, her breathing steadied. Her thoughts, too, reawakened as her temperature returned.
Until finally, she opened her eyes again, scanning her surroundings—and realized she wasn't dead at all.
She really was underwater.
But… something felt different from before.
The strangeness snapped NoNo fully awake. She stared around in shock.
Yes, she was underwater—but there were no droplets around her, no water pressing in.
The heavy, surging sea outside seemed to be held back by an invisible force, forcibly propping open an enormous space beneath the waves.
And that space was moving—fast—carrying her toward the surface at incredible speed.
NoNo checked herself.
She remembered the dragon's tail piercing her chest—she was sure even her heart had been damaged.
By all logic, even as a hybrid, there was no way she should have survived.
Yet now, she found no injury at all where her chest had been pierced.
If her bikini top weren't completely torn—leaving half her breast exposed—she would've almost believed the injury had been a delusion.
But even that wasn't what shocked NoNo the most.
What shocked her most… was Lu Mingfei beside her.
For some reason, even though he looked the same—same clothes, same miserable bloodstains—his aura felt like it belonged to a completely different person.
If the Lu Mingfei from before was a pathetic loser, timid and spineless, afraid to cause trouble, only capable of yelling for someone powerful to carry him…
Then the Lu Mingfei in front of her now felt like a true superior—someone in command.
His presence was far colder.
Yes.
Cold.
At some point, Lu Mingfei's golden eyes had lit up. Those glass-like irises weren't emotionless the way most dragons' eyes were—on the contrary, they were brimming with rich emotion.
That alone wasn't strange.
But what if the emotion inside wasn't fear… or grief… or determination…
What if it was curiosity?
As if the world in front of him wasn't reality at all, but a scene inside a game.
As if Lu Mingfei were the only player—free to do whatever he wanted, without consequence.
And everything around him… was just NPCs.
NoNo didn't have Yanling, but she did have an ability called profiling—drawing conclusions from details.
And that was exactly the feeling Lu Mingfei gave her right now.
This Lu Mingfei felt unfamiliar.
Just then, Lu Mingfei seemed to notice she'd awakened. He lowered his head to look at her.
Then "Lu Mingfei," seeing the blank confusion on her face, immediately teased with a grin.
"What is it, my dear senior? Scared?"
"Don't be, don't be. Little bro's right here—I'll protect you properly!"
No.
Something was wrong—so wrong.
NoNo knew Lu Mingfei's real personality. He would never say something like that to her.
If it were the real Lu Mingfei, even if he saved her, he'd be blushing, too shy to meet her eyes—how would he dare to flirt with her?
Could it be that the shock had triggered a true bloodline awakening—turning a loser into a heartthrob?
But what about this power?
NoNo couldn't remember hybrids ever having anything like this.
Thinking of that, even though her body was still weak, she forced out the words in a hoarse voice:
"No. You're not Lu Mingfei… who are you?!"
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