Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 170 "The Blood of Mortal Transformation"

The shadow of chaos lightly touched the hometown, like a drop of ink falling into a glass of clear water.

Perhaps the clear water will not change much in a short period of time, but if the ink is allowed to drip continuously, it is only a matter of time before the glass of clear water becomes cloudy and dark.
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Wan Boqian drove half a circle around the city, and finally bought all the things Lu Mingfei wanted. It was almost noon when she rushed back to the hospital. They seemed to be the ones who could order delivery, so they ran to buy two hearty lunches and went back to the ward specially arranged for them in the hospital.

She didn't have any psychological burden on her being reduced from a branch commissioner to a handyman. Anyway, the S-rank didn't ask her to warm her bed.

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly, expressing some dissatisfaction with Wan Boqian's efficiency, and without wasting any time, he took the bag containing several large rolls of parchment in her hand.

Under Wan Boqian's puzzled eyes, Chu Zihang took Cun Yu as a scissors and cut the parchment into long strips, while Lu Mingfei took the one she bought from a European luxury collection store after a lot of effort. The classical quill, dipped in gold powder ink—that is, the ink used in the golden fonts on the Spring Festival couplets, is writing something very seriously.

Could it be that the Spring Festival is approaching, and the S-class suddenly becomes proficient in literature and poetry, and decides to write a large sum of... ah, with a flick of the pen, write a couplet with his own hands and send it to this hospital as medical expenses?

As for the value of S-level ink treasures, that is another matter. This hospital cooperates with Kassel College, and all expenses incurred will be reimbursed by the college. After all, soldiers who bleed on the dragon-slaying battlefield can’t pay back when they come back to heal their injuries. People's medical expenses, right?
But she soon discovered that the words written by Lu Mingfei on the parchment were not within the scope of her language cognition, and there were various strange symbols mixed in them.

After more than a dozen of these parchment tapes filled with unknown characters and symbols were completed, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang worked together to wrap these paper tapes around Chu Tianjiao's body and hospital bed. .

This is not over yet, Lu Mingfei took the village rain and skillfully cut the remaining parchment into thin strips and continued to write the emperor's motto on it, Chu Zihang held a few pieces of fire wax with a serious face, the temperature in the ward It was obviously rising sharply. After Lu Mingfei finished writing, the sticky and hot wax mud was poured out of Chu Zihang's palm, which made Wan Boqian's heart skip a beat.

Astartes do not need to stop to eat and drink water in a long-term combat state. The power armor contains a high-energy liquid food bank that can replenish itself. Spend extra time eating.

Lu Mingfei's stomach started to growl. He hadn't eaten since he entered the Nibelungen last night. His mixed-race body was reminding him that it was time to supplement his nutrition.

On the way, a nurse from the hospital came in with a nutrient solution bottle and planned to hang Chu Tianjiao up, but when she saw the things on the hospital bed, her face turned pale and weird, and she almost ran out to call the police. Fortunately, Wan Boqian came back in time with ten rice bowls Stopped and explained the situation to the hospital.

The golden seal in Lu Mingfei's hand left skull patterns on the bright red hot wax clay, and directly pasted the freshly baked pure marks on Chu Tianjiao's body and bed.

After Chu Zihang left, the lunch originally bought for him also went into Lu Mingfei's stomach, but compared to last night's consumption, it was just a drop in the bucket, so Wan Boqian continued to go downstairs to buy food for S-Class in front of the maid.

"heresy."

"But your current identity still belongs to the Kassel Academy under the Secret Party. I suggest that you contact the principal of Angers first, and through communication, you and I have certain authority in the territory to continue the investigation-I think the orthodox family should have noticed Information about the 'Blood of Metamorphosis'."

And certain ruthless Chapters of the Astartes, along with mortals and allies alike, will be included in the artillery fire of the enemy, taking it for granted that all this is correct.

"Well. After returning to the academy, I will ask Brother Fingel to bring you the emperor's motto and the mark of purity to protect you."

"Respected Master Chapter, I have collected some suspicious information records in your city, which are related to dragon alchemy."

Lu Mingfei glanced at Chu Tianjiao, who was surrounded by the emperor's motto and the mark of purity. This kind of protection should be effective—but it's not certain, after all, the real world suppresses spiritual power quite seriously.

He doesn't reject feelings.

I didn't expect S-level and A-level to have this kind of skill. It was rumored on the forum that S-level was an out-and-out fanatic, and it was not groundless.

Just when Lu Mingfei was enjoying the seventh donburi, his cell phone rang, reminding him that there was a new message.

"Either the 'mortal blood' really exists, or the person who proposed this thing is quite convincing. In any case, I think this kind of behavior is in the eyes of the chapter leader..."

For ordinary people, prolonging life is nothing more than working for decades, and immortality is working for hundreds or thousands of years to buy a villa. There is a one-in-one possibility, and the determination and money they are willing to pay for it will make up for the remaining 90.00% nine.

Emotion is a very precious thing, and what most Astartes see as superfluous and weak emotions are always reminding them why they wear this armor, and their real responsibility lies in the eyes of the Wailers .

"Well, only by purifying all heretics and aliens, will this world and the people you cherish won't suffer any harm."

No matter what era and where these two words are, they have great allure to human beings, especially the upper class.

Eva's information collection efficiency is strong - this has been reflected in Japan, Eva collects information to confirm the location, and Lu Mingfei is responsible for leading the team to clear the field.

Lu Mingfei said that in the face of the power of the Lord of Change, one must be extremely careful in everything, maybe the next time the other party will deliberately leak information to pollute Eva who collects intelligence.

"'The blood of transformation', there is such a thing circulating in the business circles of this city. It is said that as long as you take it, you can greatly prolong your life, and even achieve immortality. In the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of 'one-eye identification' "False" information, but the merchants firmly believe it."

"Then where are they now?" Lu Mingfei put down the lunch box.

Prolong life, immortality.

"Then I will go find them myself and purify them by the way."

Turn on the screen and see that the letter is from Eva:

The originally bright and airy ward felt weird in an instant. The visual impact brought by the strong religious atmosphere seemed to remind people of those zombie movies in Hong Kong. The zombies in the shape of Qing Dynasty officials were covered with yellow symbols, waiting for someone A cheap trick came out to open the monster.

Lu Mingfei quickly pressed the keyboard with his thumb to reply.

This scene also reminded Wan Boqian of a mummy she saw when she went to the Egyptian branch for an internship in her senior year. Its blood identity is likely to be a fifth-generation dragon species. Complicated alchemy spells.

"Cuckoo"

If this is the case, it is worthwhile for him to temporarily put aside the matter of sending Chu Tianjiao to the Holy Blood Museum, and focus on purifying the power of chaos.

If it was just general alchemy item smuggling, then it would be handled by the academy branch. Now his primary purpose is to escort Chu Tianjiao to the Holy Blood Hall as soon as possible.

Lu Mingfei gulped down the already cold potato and beef rice bowl to comfort Chu Zihang.

"Deal with anything as soon as possible, and we'll take your father back to the Holy Blood Hall as soon as possible after we're done."

"The specific situation." Lu Mingfei replied.

"I didn't sign that thing again, keep checking."

Lu Mingfei picked up the lunch box and continued to pick up the rice. He directly acquiesced that the matter was caused by the Lord of Changes.

"Okay, I will provide you with information assistance as much as possible."

He himself killed a planetary governor with a bolt gun. The body of the other person was sickly swollen and green, and the power of the Lord of Plague filled the entire governor's mansion, but the governor and his servants were completely unaware of this. Sleep.

"It's nothing, I just need to spend more time explaining it to my mother." Chu Zihang looked calm.

Lu Mingfei has encountered many situations like this. Some planetary governors who are greedy for enjoyment try to prolong their lifespan by various means. When they indulge in the joy brought by "eternal life", the power of blasphemy has spread.

"It's still not certain, because in the agreement signed between Kassel College and Orthodoxy, I cannot directly interfere in the mixed-race affairs here."

This is an unacceptable loss for him.

"Is it the religious objects on Mr. Chu Tianjiao's body? I couldn't find the relevant language types in the language database known on Earth."

Lu Mingfei glanced at the camera in the corner and knew that Eva was watching from the other side of the Pacific Ocean:

"Yes, the Emperor's holy mantra and sigil of purity should shield you from unknown profane powers."

(End of this chapter)