Chapter 1


    The North Pole, and with nothing but ice and snow, with the earth and the sky in different shades


    of the same white, and in the deepest corners of thisnd, in a ce undetectable even by satellite


    imagery, a military base towered above all else.


    It had the best elite soldiers, a state-of-the-art medical team and top-notch weapons, but only


    insiders knew this world-ss military base was not built for research or intelligence purposes, but


    to protect one man—a man who’d been locked away, but was capable of bringing glory to the three


    million soldiers of the Donghua Armed Forces!


    In the blizzard, a muscr old man with sharp eyebrows strode through the base, his military boots


    stepping on the snow with an audible crunch.


    “That boy’s illness is acting up again? What’s the situation?” The old man’s voice rang out as clearly


    as a church bell; on his shoulder, three golden stars gleamed.


    “Marshal!” A military doctor wearing a whiteb coat saluted him, then sighed. “The Dragon Head is


    getting worse. It’s the third time this month. Not only that, his aggression and destructive abilities


    have more than tripled! We’ve purposely reinforced the room wall with the sturdiest aeronautical


    alloys, so he can rampage all he wants, but… ” Before the doctor could finish, a dozen elite soldiers


    emerged, struggling to carry a twenty-centimeter-thick chunk of the alloy metal wall.


    The wall itself was covered in dents made by sandbag-sized fists, along with big footprints and even


    a dent from a headbutt; all of the dents were clearly defined and, judging from the extensive force


    used, they were almost enough to puncture the wall itself.


    “That boy did all this?”


    “Yes, yes.”


    The old man felt a prickle on his scalp; a twenty-centimeter-thick, reinforced wall made of


    aeronautical alloys was sturdy enough to withstand the explosion of a small missile, and now, this


    man had all but turned it to scrap metal. With a force so strong, tanks seemed like nothing in


    comparison.


    “I want to see him,” the old man said calmly.


    The doctor became nervous and hastily said, “Marshal, the Dragon Head has just recovered from


    his fit of aggression, and it mighte back at any moment. It’s too dangerous, so you—”


    The old man strode inside without a word. In a custom-built room made of alloy metals, a young


    man sat on a chair with his limbs cuffed and his body shirtless. Although his skin was a gleaming


    bronze and his muscles were bulging, he was covered in wounds and scars that criss-crossed over


    one another—the sign of an honorable warrior. However, his eyes werepletely devoid of


    emotion, and his aura reeked of death and despair.


    A corner of the old man’s mouth twitched, his heart feeling a stab of pain. “Didn’t die again?”


    The young manughed at himself, his chiseled features expressing his mockery and dejection as


    he replied, “I’ve almost crippled myself fooling around like this, but Satan just won’t let me into hell. I


    think even if I did cripple myself, not a single soul would care.”


    “Bullshit!” The old man suddenly raged when he heard that, flipping the table before him with a


    single kick and scaring the doctors nearby.


    “Who the heck is Satan toy a finger on a soldier who belongs to me, Qin Shihuang?” He seized


    the young man’s hair and gripped it tightly. “Listen to me, Chu Feng. You’d better live, and live well!


    No one gets to kill you on my watch. No one, you hear me?!”


    Qin Shihuang couldn’t help but tear up at the sight of this demotivated man, his heart feeling as if


    it’d been stabbed. Chu Feng, Head of the Dragon Soul squad and valued asset to Donghua, was


    the best soldier the nation had for decades, and Qin Shihuang was proud to have trained him since


    he was young! An immensely decorated soldier, he was the pir of faith and glory among


    Donghua’s millions of fighters!


    Three years ago, Chu Feng had even led his squad in the sacking of the holy grounds known as the


    ''First Organization''. Even when separated from others, he’d blown his way through the seven


    Thrones of the grounds, filling the ce withplete bloodshed. It was this heroic feat that earned


    him this godlike status, and the title ‘God of War’.


    However, he was also inflicted with the diabolical ‘Mandraka Poison’ in the same battle, subjecting


    him to fits of aggression. When those fits were triggered, he’d go on beast-like rampages and harm


    indiscriminately, and there was no cure even as the fits became increasingly frequent. In the end, all


    Chu Feng could do was to be tortured until he was nothing left but a senseless beast and watch


    himself hit rock bottom after rock bottom; such was his cruel fate.


    “Live? What’s the point in me living?” Chu Feng said monotonously, his eyespletely


    emotionless and nk. “I idle away every day in this godforsaken ce, worrying about when my


    fits will be triggered again, worrying about harming my fellowrades. Old man, I am no longer


    able to fight. I’m not fit to be a soldier, and what else do I do besides using up precious resources?


    Living is torture to me, and death is my only release.”


    It was not that he didn’t fear mortality anymore, it was just that he’d be numb. He couldn’t see


    any hope, any future or even a tomorrow. He felt so guilty every day for the brothers in arms he’d


    hurt during a fit, for everything he’d done… Such cruelty it was for a proud soldier who had once


    fiercely defended hisnd, that death would have been a pleasure inparison to living a life like


    this!


    The soldiers standing around empathised so much that they started tearing up; even Qin Shihuang


    had fallen silent, speechless.


    “Marshal, the Dragon Head’s condition is getting worse and worse. If he stays demotivated like this,


    it won’t end well. It might even be fatal…” A doctor walked over and presented a bag of crystalline


    white powder. “If this goes on, I’m afraid we’ll have to use this…”


    Qin Shihuang froze; he’d always been a decisive leader, but now he found himself in painful


    hesitation. This was the God of War he’d single-handedly brought up, the pride and joy of the


    million-strong army. Was he really going to resort to this? But if he didn’t, then what would it mean if


    he continued sumbing to these fits thrice a month? He could only only end up bing a


    mindless monster at any moment, a heartless beast!


    “Get out. Out!” Chu Feng was suddenly angered and kicked the bag away forcefully as he bellowed.


    “I am a soldier, the renowned God of War! You dare let me use this thing, and turn me into a drug


    addict? How can I dishonor my fallen brothers in arms, the uniform on my back?”


    The elite soldiers became covered in cold sweat. Even though Chu Feng was firmly bound to the


    chair, they still had a strong feeling that like a fearsome animal, he might break free and kill them


    anytime, if he fought hard enough.


    “Oh, so now you realize you’re a soldier? That you’re the Dragon Head, the God of War? If that’s


    the case, then why can’t you get over minor wounds like these instead of being a coward, and trying


    to kill yourself every chance you get?!” Qin Shihuang lost his temper as well, and jabbed a finger at


    Chu Feng. “Where’s your dignity? Your honor as a soldier? Your tenacious, determined fighting


    spirit? If I hear you so much as breathe the word ‘die’ again, then I’m kicking you out! My army has


    no room for cowards!”


    Chu Feng felt himself choke up; in the face of Qin Shihuang’s rage, he could only lower his head in


    shame.


    Qin Shihuang harrumphed, then hesitated before taking out a file and tossing it to Chu Feng, and


    said, “I’ve been keeping this from you for five years, so it’s high time I told you. Take a look and


    make of it what you will. If you’re so hell-bent on dying, and leaving them both mother and daughter


    alone, then go ahead and die!”


    Mother and daughter? Chu Feng froze, then immediately opened the file and said in a surprised


    voice, “I-I have a daughter!”


    Chu Feng stared at the girl in the photo, with her exquisitely doll-like features and felt his hands


    start to shake; his eyes, previously devoid of emotion, were now filled with renewed vigor and hope.


    “I-Is this true?” Chu Feng felt like everything was too sudden, as if he was in a dream, but when he


    pinched himself, the pain made him hiss.


    “The Dragon Soul never gives false intel. And what would I lie to you for? I’m sure you remember


    that mission you went for in Jiangling, five years ago,” Qin Shihuang said simply.


    Chu Feng paused, then remembered that pleasant night in the bar five years ago, the elegant figure


    that belonged to the only woman in his life. At the same time, Qin Shihuang threw another file at


    him and told him, “This is your discharge report, effective immediately after you sign on it. On


    ount of your outstanding contributions, the country will only revoke your military authority, but


    you get to keep your rank and your position. Now scram, go outside, see the world, meet your wife


    and daughter.”


    “Old man, can I really leave? Will the old geezers back in the capital agree to you doing this?” Chu


    Feng teared up, feeling a wild mixture of emotions.


    Once one joined the Dragon Soul, the only way out was by death; this principle demonstrated one’s


    resolve to dedicate their life to the army and country, so everyone followed it without exception! And


    now Qin Shihuang had strong-armed the army into giving him a discharge, defying thew for his


    sake. One can only imagine the hoops he must have jumped through to make this happen.


    “Don’t make meugh. Who can stop me, Qin Shihuang, from doing whatever I want?” The old man


    scoffed arrogantly, pride emanating from him.


    Just then, Chu Feng noticed the gold stars on Qin Shihuang’s shoulder, and that there were only


    three stars instead of four!


    “Old man, your rank—”


    “Look at you, dilly-dallying like a girl!” Qin Shihuang waved his hand impatiently, then kicked Chu


    Feng right on his backside, scolding. “I feel disgusted just looking at you. Just get out of here! And


    remember to take your meds, don’t go around having your fits and dishonoring me in public!”


    “I’m going, then.” Chu Feng grinned. “When you die, old man, I’ll be sure toe back and pay my


    respects before drinking all your alcohol.”


    “Get out!” Qin Shihuang roared.


    Chu Fengughed and left with a wave of his hand. The photo of his daughter felt oddly warm in his


    palm, and it felt like his future was full of hope again.


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    He’d only taken two steps when Qin Shihuang yelled at him from behind, standing outside in the


    freezing wind and snow like an unmovable mountain.


    “Remember! Once a Dragon Soul, always a Dragon Soul, even when you’re gone! The sky is for


    me to hold up, the earth for you to walk on! This world and all the damn elites in it will bow to you!


    That’s the God of War I know, the soldier I raised to join the Dragon Soul.”


    With a resounding smack, Qin Shihuang saluted and yelled, “I, Qin Shihuang, humbly send you off,


    Dragon Soul’s God of War.”


    More smacks echoed through the air as dozens of armoured soldiers saluted in unison. “We humbly


    send you off, Dragon Soul’s God of War!”


    Even as the blizzard worsened, Chu Feng stood tall and took big strides ahead, not once did he


    stop or turned around. It wasn’t that he was heartless, it was just that he’d shed blood and sweat


    but never tears in all his years as a soldier—


    But now, tears were streaming down his face. Men cried too, but more importantly, they forged


    bonds as well!