Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 109 That Drop of Blood
Norton thought of Jormungandr.

Having mastered the power of the land and mountains, she is the one who is the best at manipulating the Nibelungen among the Four Great Monarchs.

Even the legendary Hela, the individual that evolved after Jormungandr devoured Fenrir, claims to be able to open all the Nibelung roots, including the real kingdom of the dead.

Norton dismissed this speculation.

No matter how good he is, Jormungandr cannot build the Nibelung in the spiritual dimension.

This is contrary to common sense.

unless.

It's Hella.

Jormungandr devoured Fenrir.

Or, she finally went mad after a long torment, and voluntarily became the meritorious service of her younger brother in order to accomplish Fenrir.

Either is possible.

After all, among the four monarchs, Yemengade is the strangest one.

Sometimes, this dragon king is too unlike a dragon.

Of course, besides Jormungandr, there was another one.

It is even more likely than Yemengjia, much bigger.

Norton remembered the title.

No one will mention his name.

The long history has washed away everything, only the honorary title is left.

white king.

The one who holds the authority of "spirit".

Norton had witnessed his battle with the Black King.

The world tree almost broke because of this.

If it is this person, it is also understandable to establish the Nibelungen in the spiritual dimension, or in other words, a creation similar to the Nibelungen.

But why did you do it to him?

Shouldn't the white king's goal be the black king?
Just as Norton was targeting, it was Constantine.

Their fate has already been written.

Norton stopped thinking.

Jormungandr, White King.

It's all right.

He is the king of bronze and fire.

He is coming back.

Unstoppable.

A forest of bronze grows from the ground thousands of meters deep.

They twist and twist like boa constrictors.

What a spectacle.

Like Everest waking up, twisting her waist, standing on her tiptoes, spinning and dancing.

The bronze giants collided and merged with a destructive momentum.

In the next moment, it bloomed like a lotus flower.

From it rose a seat of bronze.

Norton leaned on it, supporting his head lazily with one hand, and resting on the armrest with the other.

He ignited the golden pupil.

So in the gray world, two suns rose.

A frenzy of flames appeared.

To burn this side of the world to nothing.

Ushering in absolute nothingness with fire.

This is it.

Bronze and fire.

"It's incredible, it's incredible!"

Lu Mingfei was amazed.

"This person's level is good, the account number is still in Japanese, is he an international friend?"

The bronze mask buzzed and trembled.

Lu Mingfei put down the handle.

On the TV screen is the picture of King of Fighters.

The battle just now was really thrilling. Someone could match him in the King of Fighters. Lu Mingfei almost had to play a second role, but he was really sweating.

Speaking of which, he missed Old Tang again.

In terms of games, as expected, only Old Tang could make him enjoy himself to the fullest.

Lu Mingfei understands it, just like martial arts, games, finding a comparable opponent is not easy.

So that's it.

How could the opponent he found with great difficulty let him die casually.

"I'm coming."

Lu Mingfei said to the bronze mask.

"It's here."

He went to the bathroom to wash his hands and rinsed his mouth by the way.

Pay attention to personal hygiene, good habits can't be lost.

After coming back, he drank half a cup of warm water, which was convenient for falling asleep. Of course, warm milk is the best. Isn't he unconditional, warm water is also good.

Finally, Lu Mingfei lay flat on the bed.

"Good night, Norma."

He said.

"Good night, Yan Luo."

Norma back.

"Hey, Yan Luo."

Lu Mingfei picked up the bronze mask.

"Did you hear me, I'm calling you."

He put on a mask.

"Ah."

Said the voice like a meteorite collision.

"Brother, brother, brother!"

Bronze corridors, sculptures of Confucian costumes with snake faces are worshiped on both sides.

Norton lives up to it.

At the end of the road, a little rainbow light is looming.

This is his real spiritual world.

As long as you go to the end and hold the fire that symbolizes authority, he will return.

At that time, he will raise the battle flag to this world, and then march forward endlessly.

The young boy's call came from the fire.

It is you.

thought Norton.

"Brother, brother, brother!"

It's been a long time.

He suddenly remembered the Nibelung that was built on the spiritual dimension not long ago.

Or, a Nibelung-like creation.

When using authority to annihilate the creation, Norton vaguely saw a figure from behind.

The man sat upright in the sky, with black iron armor, silent and majestic.

Norton didn't know him.

But somehow he smelled a familiar smell on this person.

And, what is the power he uses, this Nibelung-like creature that traps him?
During the thousand years of his sleep, this method seems to have undergone some interesting changes.

thought Norton.

No problem.

I am coming.

He moved on.

The fire is getting closer and closer.

The boy's call also showed joy.

"Brother, brother, brother!"

Norton frowned slightly.

He was a little restless.

It seems that something important has been overlooked.

Very important, very important thing.

For no reason, that figure sitting upright in the sky jumped out in front of his eyes again.

who is it?

This power...

"Brother, brother, brother!"

The boy's impatient call woke him up.

Norton thought of the red plum in the cabin.

Crouching in front of the desk, looking out the window at the boy in white who was waiting for his return.

The sound of footsteps is heard in the distance.

It was his intentional weight to make the sound.

The boy in white suddenly smiled.

He jumped off the chair and ran towards his home self.

Cloud-like long sleeves flow in the air.

"elder brother."

Even at this kind of time, the expectation is fulfilled, so joyful, the young man calls him, it sounds very real, soft and waxy like a child who can't grow up, he will always follow behind him, step by step.

Norton stopped abruptly.

"Brother, brother, brother!"

The boy's call from the firelight is such joy, such joy, such joy.

Happy, it doesn't look like you at all.

"Constantine."

Norton said.

"Did you kill him?"

"Brother, brother, brother!"

The boy called.

"Come on, here I am, your brother."

Norton was unmoved.

"You killed."

"Constantine?"

"Oh, it's Constantine."

The boy said happily.

"The guy who betrayed us, brother, I've already caught him."

"Come here quickly."

"When you come again, this damned traitor, traitor, Constantine, I will deal with you as you please, brother!"

The boy called him coquettishly.

"elder brother."

Norton's eyes were filled with fury.

He doesn't speak.

Open your hand.

Scattered sparks drifted and returned to nothingness.

He suddenly lowered his head and looked at his hand in disbelief.

The element of fire that obeys.

Unshakable as truth.

His supreme power.

Unexpectedly, it failed!

The boy's call came to an abrupt end.

Absolute silence.

Then, from corners, crevices, and even nothingness.

There were loud whispers.

"Scholar Suan, I told you a long time ago that I will take this job and I will take it away. This is good. If it spoils His Majesty's important affairs, you will have to leave sooner or later."

"Oh, I'm a scholar, I'm ashamed to be in the company of reckless people like you!"

"Wow, the Sa family will go to His Majesty to sue you someday!"

"Okay you butcher, come here, eat my set of Spring and Autumn Swordsmanship!"

Those who scolded, those who competed in martial arts, and those who read books, some laughed and were as bold as knights, and some were as sassy as scholars.

Norton turned around, and the bronze corridor was still in sight.

Empty, but noisy as a busy city.

If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be dripping with cold sweat, with his legs trembling, wondering if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

But he is Norton.

"get out!"

He said.

The whispering stopped suddenly.

The chivalrous man said in a loud voice.

"No, no, I was the one who was rude and neglected the honored guest."

The scholar who spoke first took up the conversation politely.

"Then, please enter the urn."

The fire at the end of the corridor suddenly brightened.

Norton's pupils shrank suddenly.

Only now did he see clearly.

What is the fire here.

It was clearly dripping agate-like blood!

The shrill and shrill voice of the drake rang out.

It's heartbreaking for no reason.

I heard people shouting in a high voice.

"The dark soldier walks through the passage, the living stay away!"

The gong sounded.

clang!

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