Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 108 "Acquaintances" Encounter

When he saw the hazy golden light burning like a flame on Chu Zihang's body, Lu Mingfei felt a burst of joy and peace of mind from the bottom of his heart.

Lu Mingfei doesn't doubt the belief of his fighting brother. Although he seems to be taciturn, more often he uses actions to prove his bravery - such as the ruthless purification of alien heretics.

The only fly in the ointment, and the most uncertain point about whether he can get the emperor's attention - Chu Zihang's not pure human blood.

Although the blood of Lu Mingfei's body is not pure, his soul has fought for hundreds of years to protect mankind in that icy universe, proving his loyalty.

"Your loyalty has the Emperor's eye, brother."

Lu Mingfei patted Chu Zihang's shoulder and said solemnly.

"This is my honor."

Chu Zi sailed the sky eagle ceremony, his face seemed to be calm, but his shock and excitement could still be seen between his brows.

"How do you feel now?"

"Full of strength, I want to destroy all enemies of mankind."

Chu Zihang said in a deep voice.

"It really should be."

Lu Mingfei nodded, and looked at the man behind Chu Zihang who looked a little painful and stared at him with hopeful eyes:
"Who is he?"

"I don't know, when I saw him he was surrounded by a group of Deadpool."

Chu Zihang moved away slightly.

"Around?"

"Well, just around. It's very unusual, those aliens with only flesh and blood in their eyes didn't hurt him."

Chu Zihang said.

"What's your name?"

Lu Mingfei asked, and the bright and clean wings behind him made him more and more like a holy battle angel.

It is a symbol of glory for the son of Sanguine Leus, the father of genes is said to have had a pair of white and flawless wings when he was a child, and the emperor even hung the holy portrait of this son in front of the palace of the holy Terra .

The Astartes jetpacks of the Blood Angels Chapter "Blood Guard" also have iron wings attached to them, mimicking the angelic wings of the Gene-Father.When jumping from a high place, the combat monk equipped with a double-wing jump bag will spread his wings like the legendary avenging angel, giving the enemy fear while bringing hope to his comrades.

"Ronald Tang..."

When the man saw Lu Mingfei approaching, the painful look on his face seemed to ease a lot.

"I'm Lu Mingfei, the Chapter Leader of the Weeping Angel."

As soon as Lu Mingfei finished speaking, Old Tang's eyes lit up.

He cheered up a little, and came up excitedly like seeing a fellow countryman in a foreign country:

"You are Lu Mingfei?"

"Do you know me?"

Lu Mingfei was a little surprised.

"It's me, Mingming! I'm Old Tang!"

"That old Tang from StarCraft! You asked me to teach you English, you forgot?!"

Ronald Tang made various gestures while talking, trying to prove that he was that netizen.

"..."

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly, and tried his best to search for information about "Old Tang" from the dusty hometown memory disk.

However, I seem to have such a netizen in the past. They spent several nights in the game of StarCraft controlling the races in the game and happily interacting with each other. Although they didn't know each other for a long time, they had a good relationship.

"By the way, why don't you play StarCraft anymore? I've been messaging you privately for the past few months and haven't responded. I thought you were arrested in an Internet cafe as a minor and quit the Internet... But now you see that you have changed a lot, obviously you Is it in Cos Tyrell?"

Old Tang curiously wanted to reach out his hand to touch the pair of light wings behind Lu Mingfei, but he withdrew his hand under the gaze of Chu Zihang's cold eyes.

"Well, I remembered."

Lu Mingfei nodded slightly as a courtesy to this netizen, "Then why are you here? I remember you live in the United States."

"I'm... not working, I have to support myself."

While talking, Old Tang turned his attention from those wings to Lu Mingfei's handsome and calm face.

Suddenly, a chill ran down his back—he remembered the reward order with a reward amounting to 35 billion.

He has not been very concerned about it. Although the name is the same as his netizen "Mingming", the other party is in Japan, and "Mingming" is still a high school student in China. It is said that he has never had a lonely child in China.

It's like getting up one day and opening the mobile phone group, and a group friend who is very familiar with the game said, "It's urgent, where is the safest place to hide if you are wanted", you will probably laugh and give this sand sculpture group friend a sand sculpture opinion.

Who would have thought that this sand sculpture netizen was really wanted!
"Work? But you should not be an employee here."

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows, and looked at Old Tang with a pair of golden pupils.

Old Tang felt guilty for a while.

This is the most terrible thing, he himself acted with the gang that hunted and killed Lu Mingfei without knowing it.

As for the fate of the gang that chased and killed Lu Mingfei...

Old Tang had already seen the headless corpse lying on the ground not far away, and the bandit's hood in the corpse's hand was very familiar.

Obviously, this netizen is not as simple as a COS archangel on the surface.

He immediately raised his hands and shouted:

"It's none of my business, obviously! I'm just here to run errands and deliver things, I'm not with them!"

"Send something? Go ahead. Before I think you're a heretic."

……

"...That's the way it is, Ming... Captain! Please believe me!"

After a vivid explanation, Old Tang's handsome face with a sense of joy showed a heartbroken and repentant expression, expressing that he would resolutely follow the footsteps of justice in the future and never go astray again.

But Lu Mingfei still stared at Old Tang, the golden light in his eyes was flowing.

"Let you send alien creations, form an alchemy matrix and drag a part of this building into the Nibelungen... The heretic who acts as a sacrifice or a container can do it alone, and you are of little use."

"You should have other arrangements...or play an important role in this farce."

He said in a cold voice, immediately keenly aware of the slightest inappropriateness in this farce.

Lu Mingfei hated the feeling of being arranged by others.

It reminded him of the vile Dark Eldar xenos he had encountered in the past.

Not long after he became Champion of the Lamenters Chapter, the Eldar aliens congratulated him in their own way—

They secretly attacked a central world planet, and when Lu Mingfei went to rescue with four teams, he realized that he had stepped into the trap of the Dark Eldar.

A sect of the Queen of Blades and her warriors wanting to prove in the blood of his new champion that they are the best fighters has set up a contraption that folds dimensions around a city early on.

After Lu Mingfei entered the city, the device was activated. While surrounding and sealing off the entire city, a large number of demons and alien beasts were released, turning it into a bloody chaotic arena, and also a stage for performances by the Dark Eldar.

Although this bloody competition ended with the victory of the Wailers, it also paid a tragic price. Except for Lu Mingfei, all the other Astartes brothers died.

"I'm not an important character! I'm just a passer-by!"

Old Tang wanted to cry, but this netizen's attitude didn't seem very friendly.

Just when Lu Mingfei was thinking about whether to purify the other party neatly or stay behind to find out the heresy behind the farce, he heard another burst of ancient and melodious songs.

He subconsciously looked at Yuan Zhinv, but Yuan Zhinv was still sitting there with a sluggish look.

The chanting of the ballad seems to come from ancient times, and the lingering reverberation reverberates in this building, as if it wants to wake up something.

Old Tang's expression suddenly twisted, and he covered his head in pain.

(End of this chapter)