Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 113 "The White Emperor"

In the lobby on the first floor of Genji Heavy Industries, the smoke from the explosion has not yet cleared, and ambulances are continuously transporting the wounded.

The two patriarchs of the upper three families of the Sheqi Ba Family - Tachibana Masamune and Yuan Zhisheng stood at the gate, looking quite ugly.

Tachibana Masamune used his connections in the political circles to not allow the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department to intervene in the matter of Genji Heavy Industries, but only assisted in blocking the surrounding streets of Genji Heavy Industries.

This allowed them to secretly clean up the corpses of the dead servants on the third and fourth floors.

"What a miscalculation... I didn't expect their timing to be so subtle."

Tachibana Masamune sighed.

"Dare to directly attack Genji Heavy Industries... In addition to those mercenaries and the mixed-race forces that Groya belongs to, are the ghosts also involved in this operation?"

Yuan Zhisheng stared at the corpses that were sent out, not a single one was complete, and said in a deep voice.

"They will definitely not let go of any opportunity to bite the family."

Tachibana Masamune said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a crow's urgent call came from the intercom:
"Young master! Great master! All the floors above the [-]th floor have disappeared!"

"To be clear, what does 'disappear' mean?"

Tachibana Masamune said coldly.

"The [-]th floor is not the strategy department we are familiar with now, it looks like an office building that has been abandoned for several years!"

"The same goes for the floors above... bastard! Something's attacking us!"

Fierce gunshots and painful screams came from the other side of the walkie-talkie.

Yuan Zhisheng's expression changed, and he rushed into the building with the red sheathed long knife in his hand, swift as a black cheetah.

Tachibana Masamune followed behind, looking like an old man in his sixties, he was able to keep a certain distance from Yuan Zhisheng without being pulled down directly.

The two of them rushed up to the [-]th floor in one breath-this is not a difficult task for the top mixed race, but Tachibana Masamune's speed is a bit slower.

When he caught up, Yuan Zhisheng had already killed all the black monsters that attacked the Executive Bureau team on the [-]th floor.

Black blood was dripping from the elegant arc of the alchemy ancient knife with the inscription "Wild Night in the Spider Mountain". Yuan Zhisheng frowned and stared at the monsters he killed.

"Deadpool."

He said in a deep voice, "But it's different from the ones on the lower floors. Is this what they put in too?"

"No, they're already here."

Tachibana Masamune said, "They are the ancestors of the Sheqi Bajia."

"Ancestor?"

Yuan Zhisheng was taken aback.

"If I'm not mistaken, the part of the building from this floor to the top floor is already in the 'Night Eater'—that hellish cage."

"Painting pear clothes..."

The first thing Yuan Zhisheng thought of was Erika. After inheriting the identity of the head of the Yuan family, he read the most secret history and murals of the family, and knew where the blood of the Sheqi Ba family came from.

"Young Master! Dr. Miyamotozawa from the Tokyo Metropolitan Meteorological Bureau has sent an urgent report!"

Yabuki Sakura's coquettish words came from the walkie-talkie, but Yuan Zhisheng didn't have time to ask, "The climate in the Tokyo area has undergone drastic and serious changes, the volcanic belt along the coast of Tokyo has erupted, and the first wave of tsunami is 70 per hour. The speed of kilometers is approaching the coast of Tokyo."

Yuan Zhisheng strode across the decayed room that seemed to have been abandoned for several years, and saw the heavy lead-colored rain clouds rolling outside the window.

Minutes before entering the building, the weather was clear and cloudy.

"The existence that was sleeping in the food of the night is about to wake up...the 'white emperor'."

……

"The White Emperor."

"If my elder brother knew this title, he would definitely say with a cold face—'Another alien alien who needs to be completely purified'."

Lu Mingze straightened his face, pretending to be Lu Mingfei's tone and said.

In the Food of the Night, time is always between dusk and night.

Although the urban form is a mirror image of the city in the real world, the distortion fusion is not stable.

"Are you here to stop me on behalf of Lu Mingfei?"

The emperor turned his head to look at Lu Mingze, who was still wearing Jiusuo's mahjong headgear.

"Now this is your home stadium, I'm just a theatergoer."

Lu Mingze shrugged, "And the body is now under the full control of my angel brother. No one in this world can corrode his sheltered and tenacious soul."

"but……"

Lu Mingze narrowed his eyes, and scanned the scorched and unhealed wound on the emperor's neck, "You know a lot, Yanling. Yongyi is not a language that ordinary people can release."

The emperor didn't say much, he ignored Lu Mingze, turned his head and glanced at the distorted city of Nibelungen.

"What are you greedily longing for?"

"You first wanted to wake up the memory of the King of Bronze and Fire, and now you want to wake up the 'White Emperor'..."

Lu Mingze's voice became indifferent, "Even if your position in the 'Presbyterian Council' is aloof, your strength is not yet to the point of playing with the king."

"Whoever plays with fire burns himself."

The emperor was unmoved and seemed to ignore Lu Mingze.

He stood on the edge of the roof and sang, the ancient and melodious songs echoed in this empty and dead city.

Ling Ling. Yong Yi.

It is not on the periodic table of speech spirits customized by the hybrids, because it is one of the special speeches that the hybrids cannot inherit from their bloodlines.

The word spirit can forcibly awaken sleeping dragons that are not in the "cocooning" state, as well as dragons that have just awakened from this state and are in confusion——

And it is not only effective for ordinary dragons, but also for the first-generation species, the noble first-generation kings who control supreme authority...even for the "white emperor".

Regarding the history of the White King, it also requires "A" level permission to consult in the library of Kassel College.

He is the "zero-generation species" produced by the split of the Black King, the strongest existence other than the Black King, and one of the two emperors who can truly rule the world.

He is the master of spiritual elements, capable of copying the abilities of other monarchs.

In the "Ice Sea Remnants", which records the history of the Dragon Clan, the White King launched the biggest rebellion in the history of the Dragon Clan. One-third of the Dragon Clan became rebels, and even recruited the ancient humans who were slaves at that time, promising to defeat the Black King. Then set them free.

"My brother seems to hate the rebels the most... Maybe he will be a little heavier when he strikes."

When Lu Mingze thought of this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Although this rebellion brought disaster to the Black King, it finally ended with the Black King's victory.

The black king destroyed the white king, crucified him on the copper pillar of the sky, and threw him into the depths of the roaring icy sea. Two rifts with a length of [-] kilometers were drawn on the icy sea. The rifts criss-crossed and formed a huge Cross, the ocean currents from the two poles changed direction and converged into the ice sea under the order of the black king, turning that sea into the coldest sea in the world.

That is the "place of execution" set up for rebels.

That sea was frozen for six epochs, never seeing the sun. During those six epochs, when the royal families on the Eurasian continent looked northward, they would see copper pillars reaching the sky rising from the ice sea, above the place of execution forever. Filled with black clouds, the roaring blizzard continued to strengthen the ice cage.

After six epochs of ice, the power of the White King finally failed, so the Black King sank the White King and the copper pillar into the volcano on the seabed, turned her into ashes and devoured her, and took back the power he had given to the White King. strength.

"Who would have thought that in the six eras of ice, a human named Izanagi sneaked into that forbidden land, made a contract with the rebels and came to ancient Japan."

"The bearer of the 'Holy Grail', the first generation of 'White King Parasite' Izanagi sleeps in this Nibelungen."

Feeling the trembling of the building under his feet, Lu Mingze raised his head, and saw countless dense dark clouds rolling in.

The setting sun on the sea level of Tokyo Bay in the distance has already set, and the entire Nibelungen is plunged into darkness, as if the end is approaching.

The wind was like a knife cutting, and the torrential rain poured down.

"Are you really going to look at it like this?"

The emperor turned around and said.

He took off Jiu Suo's headgear, revealing a handsome face.

The rain wet his long golden hair, and his pupils were like gas lamps in the darkness.

"As I said, I'm just a theatergoer."

"Even if I want to shoot, I can't beat the full version of Yamata no Orochi."

Lu Mingze spread his hands, "He carries the 'Holy Grail'—the seed of Bai Wang's resurrection, where the spiritual authority lies. Even if it has only one-tenth of Bai Wang's power, I can't deal with it."

"Then I guessed right, it seems that power is no longer under your control."

The emperor said coldly.

"I have to say that you have a pretty stupid delusion."

Lu Mingze chuckled and said that the rain was running down his delicate face, "I still control the power, but the power in Lu Mingfei is far stronger than mine."

"Dong dong!"

"Dong dong!"

The heartbeat became more and more violent, and all the dead servants in the Nibelungen knelt and surrendered under the awakening of the great existence.

In a certain area of ​​Shinjuku, buildings continued to collapse and sink, and the entire Nibelungen was trembling. The four elements were completely chaotic and collapsed. over Tokyo Bay.

The god is waking up, and he is angry that his sleep has been disturbed, because it is not yet his time to wake up.

"Although you are stupid, you have to admit that your backup plan may have succeeded by mistake."

The corners of Lu Mingze's mouth curled up, and he stared at the emperor in the rain with a mocking smile, "So you're just a despicable thief."

"I never cared about honorable names, only strength is fundamental."

The emperor looked calm, and while he was speaking, violent roars resounded through the sky and the earth.

"Your appetite is really great, and you actually want to steal the authority of the White King... You let the confused King of Bronze and Fire come here just to make my brother fight the awakened Highness Norton, and you will take action when both sides are hurting." Steal his or my authority, right?"

"This is my power, so why don't I make good use of it?"

The emperor didn't take it seriously, "Are you going to hurry back and tell him everything now?"

"No need, because your news is too behind."

Lu Mingze still had a mocking smile on his face, "My elder brother will fanatically purify all dragons who intend to destroy or rule mankind with the will of that 'Emperor'."

"Whether it's the 'White Emperor', or you, the usurper and despicable thief who use the name 'Emperor', they are all within the scope of his purification."

(End of this chapter)