Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 190 Emperor, save me!

Old Tang was glad that he happened to come to find Yuanzhinv at this time tonight, otherwise he might have been slapped on the neck because he was immersed in the interstellar battle without knowing it.

I don't know who is so bold, came here to steal the keel while Captain Lu was away...

"Speaking of which, the bones left by dragons after death belong to the 'substantial spiritual carrier', which can extract the fifth element 'Sage Stone'..."

Holding the bolter in his arms, Old Tang suddenly walked up to the keel cross, which was probably the most precious cross in the history of the mixed race, and looked at the silver-white skull.

The eye sockets of the skull, which is no different from that of human beings, are inlaid with eyeballs that crystallize like golden beads. The nearly thousand fine and complex bones that make up the body are bound by bronze chains. Wrapped strips, angels and devils, evil religions and sacred creations, the combination of different elements brings a visual impact.

"elder brother."

Suddenly, Old Tang heard someone calling him softly.

Goosebumps suddenly appeared all over his body, and he looked around in horror—but apart from him and the keel, there was nothing else.

"elder brother."

The call sounded again, as if it came from a distant and inaccessible place, filling this underground space.

Old Tang looked at the keel in fear, only to see that the pair of crystallized eyeballs in the skull glowed strangely, as if they were staring straight at him.

"OH SHIT!"

He was so scared that he backed away again and again, even forgetting that he was holding a bolt gun in his hand, damn it, even if this kind of monster is turned into a bone, it can't be completely killed!
Wait a minute, isn't it the bone that calls him brother?Could it be possible to stage a second-rate stage play in which the elder brother who has lost his memory for a long time is awakened by the bones of his younger brother and finally seeks revenge from the boss!
Leaving aside whether he can defeat Captain Lu, the owner of this bone undoubtedly belongs to the white eight-headed behemoth that woke up from the catastrophe in the dark night. At that time, he felt that if Superman or Gundam didn't come to save Japan Gone……

But I am a pure mammal, so I have nothing to do with that kind of big monster!

"The fate of the so-called abandoned people is to cross the wasteland, raise the battle flag again, and return to their hometown. Death is not terrible, it is just a long sleep. Before I can devour this world, it is better to sleep peacefully than to trek alone. We will still wake up Come."

There was another voice, a low and gentle male voice that seemed to be responding to the boy who called him.

Hell, the stage play becomes even more second-rate with this kind of second-rate lines!

Old Tang complained in his heart, stepping back constantly to stay away from King Bai's keel cross.

"Brother... when you raise the battle flag and devour the world, will you eat me?"

"Yes, then you will be with me and rule the world!"

What the hell is this line?Why did it suddenly develop in the direction of horror movies?The younger brother let the older brother eat him. Is this family the "sister carrying the doll" family?

The surrounding air became a bit stagnant, and Old Tang felt that his breathing was a bit difficult, and a familiar atmosphere was infecting this underground space.

Nibelungs!Here is being covered by the spiritual realm of the Nibelungs!
One of the highest powers of alchemy, "space creation", belongs only to the first-generation kings with "original authority", and they can create the Nibelungen Kingdom that does not exist in the mortal world.

It is rumored that the glorious history of the Dragon Clan in the past - the giant bronze pillar standing on the ice sea that records the history of the Dragon Clan, bound the White Emperor, the Palace of Rules for the Black Emperor, the Bronze City of the King of Bronze and Fire, the sea and water King of Atlantis and so on... These are all buried in the Nibelungen, so they have not been discovered by humans until now.

On this topic, Old Tang used to go to the library to enhance his relationship with a certain French beauty of alchemy mechanics in the name of "academic exchange". Feelings go one step further.

"You've forgotten a lot, Norton."

A cold female voice sounded, and the pure and sophisticated Long Wen carried the majesty of looking down on the world.

Old Tang's eyes widened, and he looked in the direction of the keel cross in disbelief—the alchemy tool "Dragon Binding Rope" inherited from an ancient Chinese mixed-race family has completely changed from bronze to fiery red, as if it had been burned red , the inner alchemist let out a scream of fear.

The Keel Cross—or the inner spirit of the White King is being revived!
If it is possible, Old Tang immediately wants to rush out and ask Yuanzhinv to go to China to ask the leader Lu to come back to suppress it, but it is obviously too late. As the great creation of the Black King, second only to himself, he is in charge of the fifth element "spirit" The authoritative White King, even though he had become a keel cross, was not completely extinct.

"Then let me help you recover your memory."

The dragon-binding rope broke inch by inch, and the shattered metal chain fell to the ground. The cold female voice became soft, singing ancient songs from the ancient times.

Old Tang stopped running, his expression became distorted due to the severe pain, and his consciousness and vision continued to heat up.

If there is a mirror, he will find that his eyes are a hundred times more dazzling than gold at this time, and the fiery red dancing like flames forms an extremely ferocious vertical.

The severe pain he had felt in Japan was revived because of the ancient ballad, and the invisible blade continued to stir his brain, trying to dig out more dusty things.

For example... the memory of Norton, Lord of Bronze and Fire.

"By the way, hand over all the secrets you know, Norton. The source of the will of the world, the ultimate alchemy, the weakness of the black monarch... everything."

The white king's keel cross raised his head, his crystallized eyeballs ignited golden flames, and the countless dense bones on his chest opened like a black hole densely covered with white fangs.

The tyrannical emotions of the first generation king were completely detonated, whether it was pain or anger, Old Tang raised his head and let out a roar, the deafening and passionate dragon roar shook the entire mountain where Kassel College is located!

An invisible line stretched from King Bai's keel to Old Tang, who was kneeling on the ground and covering his head—or Norton's heart.

The question of whether there is a "blood relationship" within the dragon family has been discussed in the course of "Dragon Family Genealogy", and many professors have their own understanding, but so far it is only guesswork, after all, there is no three generations in the same family. The Dragon Clan came to give them an example.

At least, the current White King only wants to take everything of the Bronze and Fire King for himself.

Immemorial power is now. Destiny turns. The taboo spirit in the spiritual power held by King Bai can directly occupy the body of the target with a tyrannical spirit, and take all the memories of his experience as his own.

This is how He escaped from the absolute confinement of the Black King, and escaped to ancient Japan to recuperate with the help of a human body.

There is no doubt that Norton in this state is the most perfect body that can accommodate him. It doesn't take a long time to recover directly, and at the same time he can hold the authority of "Bronze" tightly!

"You've become weak, Norton... who is Fingal?"

The cold voice was a little displeased, he was hindered so slightly.

Under the torrent of memories of His Highness Norton's endless years, there is a memory seed named "Ronald Tang" struggling hard.

He wept, as if unwilling to join the world of the tyrannical king.

Ronald Tang's life after waking up was very short.

He grew up in an orphanage. When he was a child, he felt inferior and lost because he had no friends, and even small animals were unwilling to get close to him. On the contrary, the time when he entered Kassel College was the happiest time for him.

Among them, the most important one is the good buddy Fingel, who plays games by himself every day, goes to school to admire the girls' ballet poses and white stockings, goes to the cafeteria to swipe the black cards of the head of the road, and eats and drinks...

Then there is the head of Lu Mingfei, although he is completely different from the "obvious" who played StarCraft before, but he also has a gentle and reassuring invisible charm, but the "Emperor's Holy Word" is a bit difficult to memorize...

Just when the White King's spirit wanted to completely erase this ridiculous and boring memory, this Ronald Tang's memory seed suddenly burst out with unexpected power, and even Norton's own will was discovered by the White King Taikoo. Under the suppressed situation, he actually regained control of his body for a split second.

He raised his head and cried out:
"Emperor! Save me!"

"Ridiculous last words, just like your ridiculous memory."

Just when the White King Spirit wanted to completely erase Ronald Tang's memory seeds, he realized that there were other people who had also entered this incomplete Nibelungen.

An old man with gray hair in a dark purple robe appeared at the side at some point.

He is leaning on a twisted dead wood cane, his eyes are white, and there is a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth. The first time humans see him, they will only think that he is a wise scholar and master.

"You can go on. It's quite interesting."

"Who are you? I can't feel any breath from you. You are not a human, nor a dragon..."

Bai Wang's voice became alert, and the pair of crystallized eyes burning with golden flames in the eye sockets of the skull stared at him.

"I'm not even of this world."

The old man smiled, but then the smile on his face froze slightly, "It seems that besides me, there is another guest who does not belong to this world."

……

"who are you?"

Holding on to the handrail, Yuan Zhinv struggled down the stairs under the almost dizzying majesty of the dragon, and saw the figures of two boys.

A boy with a delicate face was wearing a small dark suit with a bow tie as bright as blood.

Hearing Yuan Zhinv's voice, he turned his head and smiled slyly, waving hello to him.

The vision of the other girl whose eyelashes were wet with cold sweat became a little blurred. He rubbed his eyes and saw the face of another boy... a little unbelievable.

He couldn't be more familiar with that appearance. He had lived with each other in the mountains since he was a child. The person he hated and wanted to be attached to the most was now the youngest director of the Japanese Executive Bureau, Ghost Slayer.

"Brother...brother?"

(End of this chapter)