Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 229 Dragon Slayer's Noble Phantasm

The dense fog formed by Silent Hill boiled and rolled, as if something was brewing.

In a sense, the first round of the trial of the Iron Throne is truly over here.

The ritual of replacing authority in mysticism is actually very simple. After a high-ranking person starts the trial, the challenger, or the hero, goes through danger, kills the dragon, and finally gets all the treasures belonging to the dragon.

There is a little devil to start the trial. With his personality, there are probably few people in this world who are more suitable than him.

And all the previous ones were preparing for the next slaying of the evil dragon.

Use the trials of the second ring to weaken the power of the bronze subjects.

Use the third round of trials, that is, the just-concluded battle royale, to find out the heroes who challenge the dragon.

Although both the little devil and Lu Mingfei knew who this trial was held for from the very beginning, and the identity of the challenger is self-evident, the ceremony does not think so. Only those who meet the requirements of the ceremony can be named "heroes" Eligibility to challenge the Iron Throne.

It’s just that the qualifications, the name, etc. will feel empty. Let’s explain it this way, it’s similar to the blessings in some fantasy works, or the blessing of heaven, the son of the plane, the end of luck, etc., that is A guy who can do things that can't be done with his true ability, and achieve goals that can't be done with his original self.

The hero in the trial of the Iron Throne refers to such an existence.

There were similar rituals in ancient times, where a large number of people were locked in cages and killed, and the last person who survived was the strongest warrior.

He will carry on with the will of the dead.

The battle royale is the same, when Lu Mingfei became the last one who survived, a hero was born, and protection came. The mixed races who fought and killed in the other world before, their faith and bravery, blood and life, in the ceremony Collision and intertwining under the rules of the rails, precipitation and sublimation, the symbol of a hero is about to be brewed.

In order for my brother to achieve his goal without any accidents and obtain the authority of the Iron Throne, God knows how much Lu Mingze has sat on. Mingfei provided protection, and after a while, Lu Mingfei's final winning rate would naturally increase significantly.

Of course, plans can never keep up with changes.

What's more, the person who caused the change was Lu Mingfei, so it's okay to be someone else, Lu Mingze doesn't mind waving away a few bugs, but that's his brother, well, it's really helpless.

The purpose of weakening the Bronze vassal has been defeated. Although Lu Mingfei looks very confident, the little devil is still a little worried. It's not that he doubts whether Lu Mingfei can fulfill his promise. His brother must be hard to follow. He said that if he can beat him, he must be able to beat him. The little devil is just a little worried about Lu Mingfei's state. He knows that his brother has a weird way to gain powerful power in a short time, but the price he pays afterwards is also terrible. I was in a coma because of this before, and that time it was because of the bronze mask that helped my brother offset the price. Now it is not so useful. With the goal of victory, and with Lu Mingfei's current character, Lu Mingze would not be surprised by anything he did.

Fortunately, Lu Mingfei was promoted.

He remembered that after body training, it should be called inhuman.

Lu Mingfei would occasionally tell the little devil about martial arts, just like a brother telling a story to his younger brother. In the past few months, at the foot of the wall in the old well alley, on the top of the evening building, in the clock tower in Kassel, in the Norton Hall The highest, they often meet and chat, it is the kind of picture that can't help laughing just thinking about it.

The sunset is also very warm.

Lu Mingze thought so, humming a little tune happily, and the treasure borne by the dense fog finally took shape. It was a sword, similar to a knight's sword, gold, silver and purple, and three gemstones representing the sun, moon and stars were inlaid in turn. On the body of the sword, there is a tide-like power in its luxurious appearance.

Legendary heroes always use swords to slay dragons. Such stories are not groundless, and the treasures condensed from rituals are the best illustration.

This sword has inherited the fate of slaying the dragon, and the holder will be protected in all aspects. It is more agile than a cheetah, more ferocious than a lion, more beautiful than the gaze of a falcon, and stronger than an elephant.

And when the hero holds this sword, he will be able to perceive the weakness of the dragon more clearly, it is a real dragon-slaying weapon.

The dark red blade is obscure and mottled. It is an irreversible mark caused by corrosive dragon blood. This is the evidence of a hero transformed by destiny. Rituals are listed as the highest secret of the mixed race, and the only ones with the same personality are legendary alchemy tools such as the Abrahamic blood deed and the Dead Sea documents.

It's a pity that time is merciless, too many stories and knowledge have been lost in the long years, and the hybrid race has long lost the ritual of summoning dragon-slaying weapons, leaving only plausible hero stories handed down.

It is not that the descendants did not try to go back to history. Their ancestors were active in the battlefield of dragon slaying. It was an era before the rise of science. The only weapon in the hands of mixed blood was alchemy, but alchemy could really achieve such a great feat of beheading the next generation. what? 21st century hybrids are skeptical.

Everyone knows that the knowledge of alchemy has been lost, and some scholars even pessimistically think that the level of modern alchemy may not be as good as that of a former alchemy apprentice. At least in the previous alchemy inheritance, one can become a teacher without mastering a few simple runes This kind of ridiculous thing, look at what the alchemy class in Kassel is teaching. It is the highest institution in the mixed-race world. After seeing a few Kassel juniors scratching their heads for a simple alchemy matrix , you will also be desperate for modern alchemy inheritance.

However, the incomparably precious knowledge of alchemy to a mixed race is nothing more than one plus one equals two to a long-lived being as great as a god.

Lu Mingze stared at the Dragon Slaying Treasure, this weapon seemed to evoke his memories, human beings are really a strange race, their lives are so fragile, 100 years is just a few generations passing by, and the flames can take their lives , Floods are also earthquakes and diseases. They will die if they fall from the sky.

But such a fragile and short life can create all kinds of miracles. Their individuals may perish easily, but their thoughts and traces of living in this world will be preserved in various forms. Students are the continuation of teachers, and children are parents. The patient is the continuation of the doctor, and everyone is the continuation of the entire civilization.

In fact, the weaknesses that human individuals have, those so-called bad roots, also exist in dragon individuals, and the killing desire of dragon individuals, don't humans also have the kind of killers who ignore life?
In Lu Mingze's view, the biggest difference between humans and dragons is not the desire to kill, nor the difference between alchemy and science.

but time.

The short-lived species envy the long life of the long-lived species. In their fantasy, if they can live for 1000 years, they can fulfill all their dreams, travel around the corners of the world, read all books, taste delicious food from all over the world, and communicate with every interesting person. Encountering souls, embracing the one you love under the moon.

But what about loneliness?

Short-lived species can never understand the pain of long-lived species.

The kind of loneliness that drowns you like a sea to suffocate.

How big is it?
It is even so huge that it is like a curse to be passed on to each descendant through blood.

That is, the sorrow of blood.

You will see with your own eyes what you love, what you value, what you hate, what you miss, leave you.

Farewell again and again, no end.

Because, you will not die.

This is the sorrow of the longevity species.

Only those who have experienced it can understand the loneliness with no place to rest.

So dragons need something to anchor their spirits.

Or loyalty to the monarch.

Or the nostalgia for loved ones.

Or the desire for power.

They must be paranoid.

Because people who are not paranoid have already chosen to sleep forever in the long years.

Who can afford to say goodbye again and again?
Lu Mingze's golden pupils were shining, and he spoke majestically. It was the language of dragons, and it was also the key they used to communicate with this world, through which great beings gave orders to this world.

This is exactly what the little devil is doing at the moment.

He gave the order, and the sword of the treasure turned into mist again. Even the greatest alchemist in the history of the mixed race must be dumbfounded here. There are still people who can deny the crystallization of rituals, which is beyond alchemy. Although in the eyes of ordinary people alchemy is basically a miracle, it is not the case. Beneath the seemingly miraculous appearance of alchemy is a principle that is as rigorous as gears gnashing. Because they don’t understand it, they feel mysterious, just as in the eyes of primitive people The plane is also like a miracle, in fact, it is the use of some principle.

The real miracle is that it is unreasonable, it is following one's inclinations, it is because he said that there must be light, so there is light, not because of that, but because he wants to, so it is so.

Of course, Lu Mingze definitely hasn't reached the level of omniscience and omnipotence.

There is no omniscience in this world.

He just does what he wants in his own field.

Small limits, do whatever you want with boundaries.

This is, authority.

The little devil smiled softly, like a painter sketching the silhouette of a church in the sunset amidst people coming and going, a large group of white doves fluttered up, and he held a pen.

The new treasure gradually took shape under his hands.

It was prepared by him for his brother, and belonged exclusively to Lu Mingfei, the proof of a hero.

The moment the last stroke fell, the dense fog filled the outline outlined by the dotted line, and a new treasure was about to be born. It was a tool that had never appeared in the history of dragon slaying, neither a sword nor a crown.

The treasure was formed, the fog cleared, and the mission of Silent Hill came to an end.

Lu Mingze released the final control.

The inner world overlaps with the present world.

He casts his gaze in a certain direction.

There is a yellow talisman that is slowly burning.

"Are you gone?"

The little devil's eyes flickered slightly.

What kind of technology is this? It can actually be connected to the rituals he arranged. No wonder Luo Nu was not found before. She is different from other hybrids. Including Lu Mingfei, all the hybrids who came to participate in the trial of the Iron Throne are real. arrived in Centralia, and then the spirit was led to the Silent Hill in the other world through the effect of rituals.

Luo Nu is not, her body is still somewhere in the world, a place where even Lu Mingze can't find it, she used some kind of special technology to connect to Lu Mingze's ritual, similar to smuggling Way broke into the third ring of the trial.

Lu Mingze could sense that the reason for Luo Nu's smuggling was to follow the anchor point and then descend.

As for her anchor point?
The little devil glanced at Lu Mingfei who seemed to be sleeping.

He came after his brother.

Who are you guys?

In fact, Lu Mingze had the opportunity to catch the trace of Luo Nu's departure just now, and chased her all the way.

After all, someone burned yellow talismans in front of him, so it would be too strange if Lu Mingze couldn't see such an obvious action.

But the little devil just didn't chase him.

Because Lu Mingfei is still transforming.

Refining the body to become a non-human, the gods are born by themselves.

When the inner world and the outer world overlapped, Lu Mingfei returned, and his real cultivation began to improve at the same time.

Miracle is about to be born, even if Lu Mingze knows nothing about martial arts, he can still see how critical his brother's state is at the moment, every minute, every second, every breath, this boy is getting stronger, it is a leap in the level of life After becoming inhuman, warriors will completely break out of the ordinary cage and go to a brand new world.

Perhaps before, Lu Mingfei said that he was able to deal with the subordinates of Bronze and Fire, because he was ready to pay the price.

It's different now.

The little devil is looking forward to what height the transformed Lu Mingfei will reach.

And my brother at that time, with the proof of the hero I prepared, I can't wait, the army led by the next generation, I hope you can let my brother have a good time playing.

Of course, how can such a grand event lack audiences?
Lu Mingze thought with great interest.

I don't know who those lucky ones will be?
…………

Henkel takes up the revolver named Fate.

The shrunken hands with age spots are in stark contrast to the handicraft-like alchemy utensil.

The old man gazed at his weapon as he gazed at his lover.

"That's right."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Henkel nodded and retracted the revolver.

"That's queer, my old chap."

Ange bit his cigar and looked down at him.

"You gave your own gun to the younger generation, but you forgot to give him the key to awaken the living spirit. Why, are you already this old?"

"Who knows?"

Henkel said indifferently.

"Compared to this kind of thing, you might as well care about your own students. It seems that the S-class is still in the town and hasn't come out."

Half an hour ago, the hybrids who participated in the trial of the Iron Throne suddenly appeared outside the town. The field team on call at any time finally had a place to use, but their work changed from fire coverage to first aid on the battlefield.

The Secret Party and the Supreme Council jointly presided over the aftermath work. They confirmed the identity of each mixed race, compared them one by one, and finally found that only one person was missing.

Lu Mingfei.

Apparently, he was still in town.

And that town remains inaccessible.

"S-rank, that's a fighter that people can rest assured to leave everything to him, I trust him."

Angers said.

(End of this chapter)