Superman's Journey

Chapter 155

The White King wasn't supposed to resuscitate so quickly, but Lincoln did a few extra things that made his resuscitation progress by leaps and bounds.

In order to invade the White King's body and memory, Herzog needs a lot of preparations, but now that he is dead, nothing is needed for the White King's recovery.

The huge body sleeping underground started to move, and the ground trembled amid rumbling hums.

Lu Mingfei widened his eyes and looked out, witnessing the bursting of a mountain peak.

The next moment, the howling roar echoed from the location of the mountain peak.

The terrifying sound waves and shock waves spread like ripples, almost reaching the point of being visible to the naked eye.

With the complete recovery of King Bai, an indescribable pressure weighed heavily on the hearts of all the mixed races.

The revival of the Bronze and Fire and Earth and Mountain Kings took a long time, but the moment when the White King was revived with Lincoln's help is almost the peak.

As a dragon king who dared to lead one-third of the dragon clan to set off a rebellion against the black king, the power and ambition of the white king were unimaginable.

The first moment he recovered, he vented his terrifying dragon power to the world without any cover.

The coercion of the Dragon King was almost overwhelming like a materialized black cloud. Even Yuan Zhisheng, who was a super hybrid, became ugly all the time, and like an ordinary hybrid, his whole body couldn't help shaking up.

Their self-awareness as humans made them want to stand still, but the terrifying pressure from the White King made their bodies involuntarily want to kneel down.

King Bai, the king who masters spiritual elements, if he wants, he can control all the dragons and mixed races in the domain whose blood is lower than his own in just a moment, but he doesn't.

In order to avoid the black king's killing of himself, he turned into a parasitic form and lingered in this world for thousands of years before he was able to recover.

If he can't vent his anger to the whole world, how can he be called the Dragon King.

The huge and ferocious dragon claws easily pierced into the boulder, and under the huge body, the mountain peak looked like a throne.

King Bai stared at the high-rise buildings built by humans, and without hesitation activated the language-squeeze-squeeze under his source system.

The majestic power roared out from Bai Wang's body, and spread to the villages and towns at the foot of the mountain in an instant.

In the upper and lower villages and towns, the collapse of the mountain caused the townspeople who had lived peacefully to flee away from the mountains in horror, but as the power of the White King surged, their footsteps stopped suddenly like puppets controlled by them.

The powerful spiritual elements easily shattered their souls and spirits, and returned to the White King with the memories contained in them.

One after another, the memories belonging to human beings were digested and assimilated by King Bai. His calm and majestic golden pupils flickered, and he understood how many changes had taken place in the current world and the world under his control in just a few breaths.

"Nuclear bomb." Bai Wangkong spat out the simple words, with some deep thought and fear in his words.

He didn't know much about this thing, but from human memory, the description that was enough to destroy a city in an instant reminded him of the ultimate word spirit.

Human beings have researched a weapon that can create the ultimate speech language?

He waved the dragon chair, and the storm and heavy rain overturned in an instant, like a hanging river pouring down on the ground. Under the force of the rain, his figure was covered and disappeared.

The recovery of King Bai caused panic among countless people, not only the ordinary people who saw King Bai with their own eyes, but also the mixed races all over the world felt the unspeakable pressure at this time.

Yuan Zhisheng, who is a descendant of the White King and a super hybrid, should have been the most stressed about this, but now, he can no longer control so much.

Before King Bai left, he used the last speech spirit, a speech spirit that could greatly stimulate the mixed dragon blood.

For ordinary mixed races, this speech spirit will stimulate the dragon blood in their bodies, making them one step closer to losing control, that is, turning into a dead waiter.

There are a lot of mixed races on the Japanese island, but except for those groups that are already on the verge of losing control, most of the mixed races will not immediately become dead waiters because of this word spirit.

Because this process is gradual, or in other words, Bai Wang set this speech spirit into a gradual mode.

He wanted to see how human society would deal with these out-of-control Deadpools.

Yuan Zhisheng should come out to preside over the overall situation at this time, but it is obviously difficult for him to do so, because Eliyi, who is a ghost, is also influenced by Bai Wangyanling.

The dragon's blood that had been suppressed by the serum surged in her body again.

Even with the suppression of the serum, the imagination of Longhua inevitably emerged from her body.

Black lines, black blood, scales, and those golden pupils that gradually became uncontrollable, pain followed.

Yuan Zhisheng was in pain, and Caesar and Chu Zihang were suffering as much as him.

Both Chu Zihang and Kaiser's bloodline ratings are A-level, which means that any slight change in their bloodlines may plunge them into the abyss.

Once upon a time, Kaiser was proud of being an A-level bloodline, but now, he hopes that he is a G-level bloodline like Fingel.

If that's the case, then he can walk around like a normal person, instead of fleeing like crazy like now.

"How could this happen, how could this happen." Looking at Chu Zihang and the two who had been irresistibly affected, Lu Mingfei flipped through the information given by Kassel at a loss.

He urgently needs to find a way to make the hybrids unaffected by the dragon's blood and turn into Deadpool.

In the end, he found it, Dragon King's Blood.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but pause when he touched the blood of the Dragon King. He might live, or even die.

Lu Mingfei didn't know whether this method should be used.

In addition, the only way to control people from degenerating into Deadpool is to allow some supreme beings to directly control and intervene in bloodlines.

Lu Mingfei became confused, because he didn't know what he had to do to exert the power that Lincoln said.

He has no memory of this at all, and never thought of using this terrifying power.

In the past few decades of his life, escaping and escaping was the keynote of his life, but this time, he couldn't escape.

Either watch his classmates and friends die in front of his eyes, or he must learn to control his own power.

He tried his best to recall all the abilities and methods he had learned, and used them on Caesar almost regardless. For a moment, the elements in the entire room became agitated.

"You're too much!" Through the satellite and video, Anger clearly saw Aiwan roaring on the mountain announcing his return. For a moment, his face darkened.

"You tell me this is the newly revived Dragon King? This is obviously the Dragon King who has reached his peak and his entire body has been transformed into a dragon. Do you know the gap?!"

"Of course I know." Lincoln was still indifferent: "But if you don't put tremendous pressure on him, how can he break free from the shackles of the past few decades of life experience?"

"If you want to blame, you can blame yourself for not intervening in advance to let Lu Mingfei develop a good habit."

"Tell me, what would you do if he failed?"

"What to do? I might not know how to do anything." Lincoln chuckled, "I've said it before, I'm cruel."

"But you don't have to worry about the White King will completely destroy you, because the White King's primary target will not be you at all."

"What do you mean?" Anger's face changed again.

"It's not interesting. You don't think that there are only a few dragon kings who have recovered in human society?"

"Before the black king came, the white king was the strongest. That dragon may not be willing to bow his head and become a vassal."

Hearing Lincoln's words, Angers' face became more and more ugly.

The King of Bronze and Fire, the King of Earth and Mountain, the White King, and Lu Mingfei, now they are told that there is another Dragon King who has recovered and is lurking in human society? !

Angers didn't consider whether Lincoln was lying, because it didn't make sense.

Lincoln even made out the White King and told the truth. It is meaningless to exaggerate the lie of a monarch. Angers subconsciously tended to really exist a living dragon king hidden in the human world.

"Why is this?!"

Seeing the two people whose bodies were becoming more and more dragons, Lu Mingfei roared helplessly. He frantically redialed Lincoln's phone until he was about to give up.

"Hey, what do you want from me?"

"Master, save Caesar and Brother Chu!"

"Didn't I say that only you can save them."

"But I've tried everything, everything!"

"Really?" Lincoln smiled: "Do you know the origin of the Dragon Clan?"

"I know, it's the Black King."

"Yes, Black King." Lincoln nodded: "So in theory, the Black King, who is the origin of all dragon blood, has unparalleled control over dragons, including manipulating the concentration of dragon blood."

"As long as he wants to, he can easily increase the concentration of the dragon blood of a hybrid to the strength that can fight against the Dragon King. Naturally, he can also turn a dragon of the Dragon King level into a lowly creature again."

"But, but I'm not the Black King!"

"But in this world, the Black King is not the only one who can control the blood, there are two other creatures who can control the blood."

Lincoln's words came to an abrupt end here, but Lu Mingfei seemed to understand Lincoln's meaning: "Master, what do you mean, I can do it too?!"

"Theoretically, yes."

"Tell me the method, and I will save them."

"I don't know how." Lincoln lied carelessly: "That's your authority. There are only three people in the world who have this authority who know how to use this ability. You must be looking for the wrong person when you are looking for me."

Lincoln's words shattered the hopes in Lu Mingfei's heart like a bolt from the blue.

He hung up the phone in a daze, and it wasn't until Old Tang shook his shoulder that he regained his senses: "Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang wants my blood, what do you think should be done?"

"Blood? Want your blood?" Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up suddenly, and he grabbed Old Tang's wrist: "You are the Dragon King, you have blood!"

"Fuck! Lu Mingfei, what are you going to do?!" Old Tang looked at Lu Mingfei's eyes, his whole body trembling: "Don't look at me with such eyes."

"Quick, give me your blood!" Lu Mingfei didn't have time to worry about it, and stuffed the syringe into Old Tang's hand: "The more your blood, the better!"

"No, not only yours, but also Xia Mi's, Xia Mi is also the Dragon King!"

Old Tang looked at the mentally ill Lu Mingfei in a daze, unable to understand what he meant: "Lu Mingfei, what do you want blood for?"

"I don't have time to explain to you, just do as I say!" Lu Mingfei refused to reveal his crazy idea to Old Tang, because he was not sure whether this method was feasible.

The blood of the dragon clan is like poison to the hybrids, especially the blood of the dragon king.

If you come into contact with dragon blood, you will either die or become a dead waiter, or you can gain more power from it than before.

This is what Lu Mingfei obtained from Kassel's materials.

From Lincoln, Lu Mingfei knew that he was different, so now he wants to gamble, with his own life.

He who comes into contact with dragon blood will not die or become a dead waiter, but will gain more powerful power, enough to save his friends.

This is the first big gamble in his life. Before that, he has never made a similar choice, but now he can't.

Good-for-nothing old Tang, brother Chu, Caesar with a fiancée at home, the little monster Erika, and Xia Mi who lost his memory, he has too many important human beings here, and he must do his best!

The body of a dragon is very different from that of a human. The typical point is that Xia Mi and Old Tang can provide far more blood than a normal human.

The two people who don't have the memory of the dragon clan don't quite know what kind of crazy things Lu Mingfei is going to do. They just took the blood pumping equipment to draw out the black and red blood in their bodies and put it in front of Lu Mingfei.

One bag, two bags, three bags.
The dragon's blood, enough to drive many researchers and alchemists crazy, piled up in front of Lu Mingfei like a hill. He pushed the trolley into a room, and waved to the two of them: "Help me take care of Senior Brother Chu and them."

"you"

Old Tang wanted to say something, but the door in front of him was already closed.

Old Tang and Xia Mi contributed a lot of blood, so much that it was impossible to complete the blood stimulation in a short time by means of infusion.

Therefore, Lu Mingfei adopted a more violent method, drinking blood and intramuscular injection.

The moment the black dragon's blood poured into his body, tearing pain hit him like a tide.

The dragon's blood reacted strongly with the blood in his body, and the next moment, his bright golden pupils lit up in the room uncontrollably.

Power, mighty power!

Power that he had never felt before surged along with the pain, causing Lu Mingfei's eyes to change suddenly.

He restrained the strong urge, grabbed the syringe, and stabbed it at himself without hesitation.

More dragon blood was injected into his body by him.

(End of this chapter)