Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Bronzed alchemical words wrapped around Caesar.

Caesar stepped onto the work platform.

The platform sank hard, and all the hybrids were staggered.

The waves rushed several feet high.

Caesar broke the wave.

He found it. It was a three-headed monster that looked somewhere between a dragon and a snake.

Three-headed dragon.

"It's him."

Caesar heard Nono say.

Caesar's eyes flashed and his golden eyes lit up.

He did not use the word spirit. The wind spirit was in the ocean and had limited effect.

Caesar used pure martial arts to kill Dictado.

The natural disaster has overthrown the river and sea.

This is the martial art chosen by Caesar. It suits his temperament the most. He uses his domineering sword intent to imitate natural disasters. There are not many moves, but he is extremely majestic.

The natural disaster hegemonic sword has not yet appeared during body training. When the warrior is promoted to non-human and begins to explore the three treasures of the human body, involving the realm of gods, its terrifying power is only revealed.

At this time, Caesar seemed to be the master of the sea. His anger was conveyed through Dictado, making the sea feel the same.

Coupled with the assistance of the Padmasambhava, the surrounding sea areas obey Caesar's orders, and the right time and place are all in his hands. This is the Padmasambhava.

The three heads of the three-headed dragon are different.

One is cunning, one is peaceful, and one is violent.

Seeing Caesar's sword, it threatens the general trend of the world.

The cruel man couldn't hold his breath at first.

He yelled.

"I come."

Then he opened the mouth wide.

It was also strange that when he opened his mouth in the sea, the sea water did not flow in. Instead, light like thunderbolts shot out from the dragon's mouth.

Caesar recognized it at a glance. It was the light of a sword.

Does the dragon spit out swordsmanship? Good, good, interesting.

Caesar was delighted.

Then let's see whose sword is stronger.

The rivers and seas and the intersection of swords and swords collided together.

No one will let anyone.

The stalemate lasted for a long time.

It can't be calculated. If someone looks at it with a mechanical watch, it actually only counts a few seconds.

But those who watched this battle felt it for a long time.

This is a sign that their battle has reached the spiritual realm.

In the end, Ba Dao finally prevailed.

Three dragons roared wildly.

The most vicious one was beheaded by Caesar's sword.

The remaining two heads fell into the sea together with the huge dragon body.

Caesar stood majestically on the sea, looking down.

Angry light follows the remains of the three dragons.

How could he die so easily? He didn't believe it.

The most vicious one rushed out of the sea.

Once it is out of the sea, it becomes small in the wind, grows arms, legs and clothes, and stands in the sky with wooden clogs.

He pulled out the sword transformed from the dragon's horn.

Caesar looked at the man.

Susanoo?

"Oh."

"good."

"You actually recognize me."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Zuo had already shot down the lightning.

"Then I'll give you a pleasure."

Caesar blocks Kyusuo.

They hit the bottom hard.

The water on both sides rises like mountains.

The waves hit the work platform and the platform shook endlessly.

"It's too exaggerated."

The crow lay on the ground, raised his head, opened his mouth wide, and the toothpick he held fell to the ground.

Nono presided over the Padmasambhava method, and countless alchemical characters around Caesar illuminated and disappeared, flowing towards Dictado.

Susanoo, the godless god in Japanese mythology, once killed the Yamata-no-Orochi and established a great cause.

Caesar stopped his decline.

Dictado and Tian Yuyu slashed at each other.

There have been more than one Amahahazan in history, and like the Amansugaun sword, its essence is the dragon horn of Susanoo's true form.

At this time, the two swords were facing each other, and they were evenly matched.

Susano'o's eyes wandered around Caesar's body with alchemical characters.

"cut."

"That guy always does unnecessary things."

The wrestling has no result yet.

They separated and passed each other.

They collide like meteors.

Caesar chuckled.

He finally understood why Lu Mingfei insisted on requiring all hybrids to get used to underwater combat.

The road master still had the foresight.

Or the road master has experienced it before.

That's right, no matter how you say it, S-class people are all people who have slain dragons.

In the past, Caesar's underwater combat performance was not ideal. People have their own strengths and cannot be perfect in everything.

Now there is the blessing of Padmasambhava to make up for the shortcomings.

Caesar unleashed his might.

He seemed to hear Dictado's cheers.

Caesar was satisfied.

You should also enjoy this battle.

Susanoo's life became more and more excited.

It's rare to meet a suitable opponent, which is really gratifying.

and.

Susanoo no Ming sensed Caesar's strange energy.

Similar to the boy from Huang Quan.

It's just much weaker.

What is the relationship?

It doesn't matter, wait until he captures this blond alien, and then interrogate him, using all the methods, there is no need to worry about him not opening his mouth.

Susanoo thought to himself.

After another collision, Caesar gained some distance.

When Susanoo met him, he laughed.

"Do you want to beg for mercy? That's right. In a battle with no chance of winning, it is only right to surrender early."

"what are you saying?"

Caesar moves his shoulders.

"It turns out this is inhuman power."

"Xusuo, right?"

"I hope you can be stronger."

"Otherwise, the battle will end too quickly and it will be boring."

Susanoo's expression darkened.

"Insanity."

"Do you know who you are talking to!"

"A mere pariah, a mere mortal, dares to speak arrogant words."

Caesar smiled.

"Untouchable? You're talking about me."

Susanoo's life was taken as a matter of course.

"nature."

"It doesn't matter if you have impure blood and no brute strength. You are just a mortal thing. No matter how many thousand years I give you, you will still be a mortal thing and you will never be able to touch our seat."

Caesar listened quietly.

He was not angry.

Just find it interesting.

Caesar was the son of Italy's top nobleman. He was above everyone else when he was born. When he was a child, he raised money to buy a game console and sold the words hanging on the wall at home. It was a treasure that the royal family was proud of. In Caesar This is nothing compared to a game console that controls the adventures of a villain.

How long ago, Caesar and Pompey stood on the roof. They watched the procession of the Holy See. The bishop who was admired by everyone smiled and passed in front of the crowd. Pompey told him what nobility and rights were.

The nobility is that we can stand on top, but they can only be below.

At that time, the young Caesar listened without saying a word.

Caesar had different ideas about the nobility.

Maybe it was rebellion, from the day when his mother died, he sent off the most beautiful woman in the world with roses all over the world.

Caesar really wanted to laugh at the faces of those so-called nobles at the funeral.

If you can’t cry, you don’t have to cry.

Your tears will remind me of the water of the Ganges, which only you think is sacred.

Italy is in decline.

Gattuso didn't.

Gattuso is still the top surname in the mixed race world.

The two world wars in the last century were a major turning point in the history of the mixed race. After that, the mixed race invariably followed the principle of keeping a low profile and biding their time.

They shrank their sphere of influence, cultivated agents, and studied the deeds of Germany in World War II to give birth to a discipline of communication. Based on this, a modern public opinion building packaged under journalism was completed.

Since then, the world of ordinary people has been flooded with countless information.

The cost of identifying the authenticity of news is infinitely higher.

Ordinary people would never imagine that the passers-by passing by on the street might be the superhuman beings in movies and TV shows, the superheroes who hide in the dark side of the world and silently protect human beings in their daily lives. Disney, Hollywood, Sony.

The real controllers of almost every media giant you can name are mixed races.

Caesar has seen how hybrids play the world.

The half-breed hid himself too well.

They can manipulate public opinion and the media at will based on their personal likes and dislikes.

The joys, sorrows, and joys of so many people are all reflected in the thoughts of these mixed races.

The best part is, they're in the shadows, no one knows, and they're connected to a group of non-human beings with glowing golden eyes.

When the smug manager flashed his golden eyes and explained to Caesar how hybrids came to dominate the world.

The reaction Kaiser gave was basketball.

At that time, he was making up for the show, and after watching Slam Dunk, that was when he became interested in basketball.

The basketball was smashed so hard that the manager dropped his shot.

"Get out, I don't want to see you."

Caesar said.

He found it very boring.

Caesar actually has no problem with whether he dominates or not.

If Caesar himself said it, dominating the world sounds pretty cool.

but.

Since you said you are the master, you must have put yourself in the position of an emperor and a monarch.

See what you've done?

What does it mean to hide in the dark side of the world?

Well said.

Aren't you just hiding out of fear?

This is what is most boring and incomprehensible about Caesar.

Throughout the ages, if you look through the history books, there is no emperor or monarch who hid himself and controlled his agents remotely.

Such a person is just a conspirator at best, and has no qualifications to be called an "emperor" at all.

Caesar came into contact with some European mulatto families.

He hates those guys who talk too much.

In the eyes of many young Europeans, they are already the masters of the world. They look down on Angers, have no regard for Cassel, and disdain the hybrids who shout to slay the dragon.

Their purpose is probably to rule the world elegantly or something.

Caesar smiled.

"Then you should stand up."

"Come to the stage."

"Tell the world that you are half-breeds and you will rule over them."

Not only did Caesar think so, he said so.

The faces of the so-called younger generation of mixed races are so pretty.

Naturally, there were also white-glove duels thrown at Caesar.

Caesar responded.

In the end, they were spared their lives.

It wasn't that Caesar was kind-hearted, he just thought that if the dead souls under his command were all this kind of thing as the dragon slayer himself, Dictado would probably weep at night.

Many hybrids admire the Dragon Clan. They hope to take over the Dragon Clan's mantle and become the masters of this world.

But in terms of behavior, they are consistent with Cassel.

They are all dragon slayers.

It's just that the two sides have different starting points. Some people slay dragons to escape fate and revenge, while some people slay dragons to become new dragons.

But these guys dreamed of becoming dragons, but they always did some unsightly tricks. Caesar thought, even if there are really no dragons in the world, they can't become new dragons. The ones hidden in the shadows A mouse is, after all, just a mouse.

And today, Caesar met another pretentious person.

Oh, no, it's the pretentious dragon.

Susano'o, one of the three nobles, must be a dragon.

Caesar listened to Susanoo's tirade.

The water cannot block their voices.

Let me think about it, this is the first time that I have been called a "untouchable".

Interesting.

Caesar raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Xu Zuo stopped talking.

He saw Caesar smiling, Xu Zuo couldn't understand, is this man crazy?

That's right. Faced with the three most precious things in his life, he was under too much pressure and went insane. This was natural.

Be quiet for a while.

"Ah."

Caesar asked politely.

"Are you done?"

Without waiting for Susanoo's answer, Caesar continued.

"Do you use blood to divide classes?"

"This was many years ago."

"No wonder you are an old antique. I heard that you came out of Huangquan's tomb."

"Times have changed."

Caesar's golden eyes gradually dimmed until they returned to his azure eyes, as clear as the sky.

Susano'o felt like he was facing a powerful enemy.

But he was filled with confusion.

why!

too weird!

The person opposite clearly doesn't have any use for his golden eyes, so he seems to be helpless.

But why does he feel more pressure?

There is even a crisis.

But where did the crisis come from?

Is this just a mortal?

"I want to try the Dragon Blood Martial Arts newly created by Master Lu.

Caesar said.

"It's a pity that the time is too short and I haven't started yet."

Caesar looked down, which was the direction where the remains of the three dragons had fallen.

"Yes, I know, we can't waste time, hurry up."

Caesar seemed to be talking to someone.

"Anyway, that's it for the warm-up activities."

Caesar said.

Something changed.

Susano'o's pupils shrank.

He looked behind Caesar.

There should be nothing there, nothing but sea water.

But he heard it.

Someone's voice.

"What is a king?"

Caesar said.

He was talking to himself.

This is what Caesar asked himself.

He also gave the answer to this question.

"The so-called king should stand in front of everyone, walk his way, fight his battles, and lead his future."

A dim light lit up behind Caesar.

The shimmer outlines the human figure.

One, two, three.

Thousands of human figures.

Susano'o no Ming sensed it.

Is it to absorb the power of those phantoms?

No.

Caesar did not do this.

"A king never needs his strength from his people."

"The king is a king, not a vampire."

"The king becomes strong by protecting him."

A light lit up, forming three sets of two-eared cauldrons, which transformed into the shape of a crown, slowly fell down, and was placed on Caesar's head.

Caesar was shocked.

You can imagine how heavy this tripod-shaped crown is.

"I haven't seen it."

Caesar smiled calmly.

Even though he's really struggling right now.

"This is called inhuman and magical. It has nothing to do with blood. It can be used even by the untouchables you call it."

Caesar said.

"The power that will knock you from heaven to earth."

Susanoo-no-Mikoto remained silent and took a stance.

He was facing a powerful enemy.

Miraculous? The first time I met him, I was very surprised. What was that person...

Is it a monster?

Susano-o-no-Ming couldn't understand.

He couldn't figure out how there was a steady stream of power pouring out of Caesar's body.

Miraculous: The weight of the tripod.

This is the miracle of Caesar’s promotion to the inhuman awakening.

It has nothing to do with his Fubu Kotonrei.

It is full of magic in the style of Junbu.

The more people who are protected by Caesar, the stronger Caesar becomes.

The wall here is to unleash Caesar's personal potential and will not have the slightest impact on his patrons.

After all, in Caesar's view, the king is a protector, not a request.

It was the crowd who lifted him up to heaven.

Caesar struck a blow.

"Go back to your grave and lie down." (End of Chapter)