Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 112 Awakening
The golden light flowing from Chu Zihang's body was a power that the emperor had not expected.

That unknown power does not belong to the dragon clan, and is not suppressed by the precepts—it seems to be stimulated instead!
The golden light soared instantly after Chu Zihang's roar, and a layer of golden flames ignited along with Murura, whose blade was still red.

With hatred for false gods, usurpers, and aliens, Chu Zihang slashed at the emperor for the first time.

Glittering golden light tore through the air like a storm passing through with golden thunder.

"Snapped!"

The emperor's palm that had just snapped his fingers was split open, and when the blood splashed out, Chu Zihang's swift second strike had already struck, cutting off the emperor's arm.

"Ok?"

The emperor let out a small sigh, and he didn't know whether he was amazed by Chu Zihang's explosive power or the source of the golden light.

In short, this is not within his expected range.

Especially after releasing the Word Spirit Bronze Throne, the opponent was still able to hurt himself, and the golden flame ignored his body which had been greatly strengthened.

All the dead servants went mad and rushed over like a tide, as if they wanted to protect their master, and wanted to tear this disrespectful person into blood sacrifices.

But they failed to hurt Chu Zihang at all, and the sacred flames melted their sharp claws!
And Chu Zihang took advantage of the situation to stab out for the third time, without needing to swing the knife again, the blade pierced straight through the emperor's neck!
The golden flame on Muramame's body ignited the emperor's comical headgear.

"Usurper! Die!"

Chu Zihang's eyes seemed to be burning with golden flames, and he roared loudly, wanting to cut off the emperor's head completely.

"Snapped!"

Even though the neck was pierced by the village rain, the emperor still looked calm and snapped his fingers with the other intact palm.

The touch from the blade became soft and indifferent, and the emperor's figure gradually blurred, turning into a shadow and disappearing in place.

The emperor... actually escaped! ?

"A coward!"

Chu Zihang was furious, and swiped his knife to slash the black smoke that remained in place, drawing perfect golden arcs with the blade.

The Emperor did leave—

The effects of the three words of King's Gift, Kingship, and Commandments had disappeared, and Fingel let out a roar, like a beast breaking free from a prison, tearing up those dead servants who were biting him.

"Where's the emperor? Where did he go?!"

A pair of bronze-like visors appeared on Fingel's face, and there were two horns protruding slightly from his forehead.

The second level of violent blood + the strengthening of the bronze throne made him look like a furious cyan monster.

"He escaped...I didn't kill him in time..."

"I failed the Emperor's gaze..."

Chu Zihang regretted in his heart, if he could be faster, he might be able to cut off the alien's head in one go.

"It's okay, if you can't kill it this time, then kill it next time! I've waited for so many years, and I don't care if I wait a little longer!"

Fingel's voice was thunderous, but his emotions calmed down.

If you don't control your emotions in this state, you can easily degenerate into a deadpool.

After being strengthened by Yan Ling. King's Gift, Deadpool seems to have fallen into sequelae, and his sensitivity is slower than before being strengthened. In the current state of Chu Zihang and Finger, he is like a sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

……

"Ming... Leader, won't you go down and help?"

Sensing the constant vibrations coming from below, Old Tang was a little flustered, and unconsciously approached Captain Lu Mingfei, preparing for the building to collapse and hold on to the leg of the Angel Captain——

The pair of light wings behind the leader should not be just a decoration, right?

"They should be able to handle it. And people need to watch here. It's not clear what the heretic wants this girl for."

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes and said calmly.

"Um, she looks really pretty... Eh, this pretty girl seems to have woken up."

Uesugi Erika's beautiful eyelashes suddenly trembled a few times, and she let out a soft moan, as if she had just escaped from a nightmare.

Lu Mingfei also paid more attention to her - not because of her perfect appearance or the silver-white hair that reminded him of a battle nun.

With the awakening of Erika, some kind of huge power also revived in her body.

The girl opened her eyes, and the golden lava that seemed to come from the ancient times flowed in the pupils.

She raised her palm, and Lu Mingfei could immediately feel a deadly sharp edge gathering around the girl.

"A powerful hybrid..."

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows, and at the same time grasped the great sword of Jingyue in his hand.

If the girl attacked them, he wouldn't be merciless just because it was a girl.

Erika Uesugi tilted her head, her gaze stayed on Lu Mingfei, a curious expression appeared on her indifferent pretty face.

She seemed to want to say something, but couldn't speak, and looked around for paper and pen.

But then, she noticed the headless corpse of the bandit on the ground.

Her expression suddenly became indifferent, and she waved her raised palm, which represented the invisible thread of destruction and shattered the headless gangster corpse into a dense blood mist.

"Hey, they actually tied up a superwoman!"

Old Tang was startled, and hurriedly ran behind Lu Mingfei.

Who would have thought that this seemingly harmless girl would have such terrifying superpowers.

After a while, Eliyi turned her attention to Lu Mingfei again.

She stained the blood on the ground with her fingertips and wrote on the wall:

"Angel なの?"

The curious look on Eri Yiqiao's face is very cute, but it still gives people a sense of horror when paired with this blood book.

Lu Mingfei nodded. Although he didn't understand the meaning of the characters in the middle, he still knew the first two Chinese characters.

Erika kept staring at the pair of wings of light spread out behind Lu Mingfei, and she walked up curiously, reaching out to try to touch the holy feathers of light.

Lu Mingfei didn't resist. As the son of St. Jeremy, he has a gentle and friendly attitude towards people other than enemies.

The soft and holy golden light dyed Erika's long silver-white hair with a touch of gold - if there is a photo of Erika before, Lu Mingfei will find that her hair was actually beautiful before dark red.

The girl touched the light wings, and shrank back like an electric shock, as if testing whether a small animal would bite.

After confirming that the wings would not harm her, she stretched out her hand with confidence to blend into the fictitious light feathers formed by pieces of psionic energy.

Erika suddenly showed a smile, although the smile was a little thin, but there was a kind of beauty with blush on her pretty face.

She bent down and was stained with blood, and trotted to the wall to write:
"It's very warm."

"..."

Lu Mingfei didn't learn much Japanese, so it was difficult to communicate with Erika.

He looked at Yuan Zhinv beside him:
"Have you recovered? When you recover, come and translate immediately."

Yuanzhinv stood up silently, her eyes were a little dull, as if his personality had also died in the last memory of Lu Mingfei's scene.

It was only then that Eriyi noticed Yuan Zhinv, her eyes were fixed on Yuan Zhinv's pretty face, and she wrote another sentence:
"あなたは私の哥に似ている (You look like my brother)."

"A lot of people say that..."

Yuan Zhinv whispered softly.

"Boom!"

As if there was a dull drum sound, the three of Lao Tang, Eri Yi and Yuan Zhinv suddenly trembled violently, and staggered a few steps on the spot, unsteady on their feet.

"Boom! Boom!"

The dull drum sound became clearer and stronger, showing a strong sense of rhythm, and the speed of sounding became more and more violent!

Like an ancient battlefield, the army beat the drum of war.

"God... oh my god! Commander, look there..."

Old Tang clutched his chest, his face was pale, and his other hand pointed to Tokyo Bay in the distance outside the window.

The sea was approaching here, and the [-]-meter-high water wall made a thunderous sound as it pushed forward, and the several-storey buildings looked like pebbles on the beach in front of it.

Lu Mingfei frowned... It seemed that something powerful was waking up.

(End of this chapter)