Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 191
"elder brother?"

Perhaps hearing Yuan Zhinv's call, "Yuan Zhisheng" turned his head and glanced at him.

Yuanzhinv trembled all over, her heart almost stopped beating.

Those pupils seemed to have witnessed the birth and destruction of countless stars, and all power seemed so small and insignificant in front of them.

It was also because of this glance that Yuan Zhinv knew that the other party was definitely not his brother in Japan.

Fortunately, he immediately withdrew his dazzling gaze and walked towards the dark underground.

"Are you the redeemer left behind by that brother?"

When Yuan Zhinv was still in doubt, the boy in the small suit had a meaningful smile on his face, "He has great vision, it would be a pity to kill you."

The fiery red lava in his eyes was flowing calmly. Unlike the supremely holy one beside him, Yuan Zhinv felt a familiar aura from him—that was the coercion of dragons.

"We will solve the next thing. You can stay here and wait for the matter to end, or you can follow along and watch from the sidelines."

The boy smiled and said, then quickly followed the former figure.

"..."

The double backlash of Yan Ling's forcible interruption and Longwei's deterrence earlier made Yuan Zhinv's condition quite bad. After facing these two people, he fell to the ground and nearly collapsed.

"Brother... Is he the younger brother of the Chapter Leader? I haven't heard him mention this..."

"The other...why does he look like my brother?"

Yuanzhinv's face was pale, and she forced herself to get up from the ground.In any case, as the keeper of the Holy Blood Hall, he had to confirm the situation of the alchemy sergeant Old Tang and the Dragon Bone Cross of the White King.

……

"Who the hell are you?"

The cold female voice echoed in this incomplete Nibelungen, and the White King's spirit was gradually recovering.

But her spiritual carrier—the keel cross is still fixed on the bronze stake, and the blood-red scriptures written on the linen strips are emitting a strange red light. This is where the real shackles lie.

The two defeats made her put away her arrogance and disdain as the White Emperor, and take this visitor who claimed to "not belong to this world" seriously.

"Weaving Destiny."

The old man straightened up like a wise man, the black robe he was wearing became erratic like a flame, and a deep eye appeared from his chest.

The pair of white eyes on his face, which looked at the pair of crystallized eyeballs of the white king dragon bone, had purple swirls, as if they could look directly into the invisible depths of the soul.

"Time is running out, I feel the breath of the 'cursed' is approaching," the old man's expression became tense—even a little frightened, completely different from the image of a wise man with a gentle smile and wit who could control everything a minute ago Different, "Convincing the wisdom of the Lord of Change is the only option to change your destiny, Hraesvelgr."

"You know my real name..."

For the first time, Bai Wang's icy voice showed shock, and even the progress of the ancient power against Norton's "rotation of fate" slowed down a little.

In the historical records of the blood of the White King of Japan, he is named "Izanami", but this is always the name given to him by human beings. His real name must be traced back to the ancient times when the dragon race soared around the world;

However, after the defeat of the great rebellion, the black emperor directly erased his existence from the memory of the ethnic group, and all historical records were completely destroyed.

The only one who knows his real name is himself.

"It's too late, he's coming."

The old man was terrified to the extreme, his body merged with the flowing black flame on his surface, became blurred and unreal, and finally disappeared.

"I believe you will not die so easily..."

The last words fluttered down along with a black-purple bird feather—and then completely melted under the dazzling golden light!
The boy's gaze was like a torch, and his eyes were like two golden swords sweeping across this dark underground space. Only when he swept across King Bai's keel cross, his brows were slightly frowned, as if with a kind of disgust.

But this is not for the keel, but for the strips of linen that are covered with scriptures wrapped around its face.

He raised his palm, as if he wanted to erase those things, completely ignoring the harm of the keel's will behind the shackles.

However, the moment he raised his hand, the scriptures on the linen strips seemed to be responding to him, and suddenly changed from dull scarlet to divine golden light!
A soul-level scream sounded, and Bai Wang's spirit seemed to have been greatly hurt.

The immemorial right now. The wheel of fortune was interrupted, Ronald Tang... or Norton, the king of bronze and fire, lost his suppression, and the tyranny and anger from the blood of the dragon king was completely activated!
There was another passionate roar, and the blazing white light and high temperature began to envelope the roaring human body... Then it was suppressed by the boy's other raised palm.

"Do you respond to every believer who prays to you?"

Lu Mingze asked with a smile behind him.

"What I need is not a believer." The boy just responded indifferently.

"'The emperor save me' can't be considered a prayer, right? Brother Norton obviously didn't recite his brother's prayers well."

Lu Mingze walked over to the old Tang who was lying on the ground and squatted down, "Brother must never have imagined that the alchemy sergeant of his war group is one of the biggest aliens."

"Who are you?! Who are you!?"

Premonitioning that he was about to usher in his third defeat, Bai Wangshen let out a shrill scream.

The only self-protection power she can use now is the first king's Longwei, but this spiritual power that even the first generation can suppress has no effect on the two boys who entered the field.

"How many years have we not seen each other, the venerable holy dragon Hrasvarger?"

Lu Mingze stood up from the ground and looked at the keel cross with a smile on his face.

This is the real name he sealed when he set off a great rebellion in ancient times. He claimed to be the holy dragon Hrasvarger, and led an army to oppose the "evil dragon" Nidhogg.

But the boy didn't give Lu Mingze a chance to talk about the past.

His palms were lightly clenched, the scriptures on the linen strips suddenly tightened the keel, the white king's screams stopped abruptly, and the unformed Nibelungen space returned to calm.

"Unfortunately, I didn't even say goodbye."

Lu Mingze sighed regretfully, and turned his eyes back to Old Tang.

The existence and demise of the spiritual power of the not yet fully awakened Lord of Bronze and Fire also depended on the boy's thought.

And the boy is reading his memory and knowledge.

"What a disgrace to the Dragon King, Norton, I didn't expect Finger to have such a deep influence on you." Lu Mingze felt a little funny, "Why don't you just send him over if you see the Dragon King who hasn't awakened his memory in the future, with food and games?" Pull him into the pit."

……

"The power is dissipating, this piece of Nibelungen won't last long." After a while, Lu Mingze reminded.

As the spirit of the White King dissipated, so did the power to maintain the Nibelungen.

"Enough is enough."

With a light wave of the boy's palm, the blazing white light on Old Tang's body dissipated, and he passed out.

"He's technically one of the biggest aliens in the world."

"That's true. But I can't directly interfere with the mortal world. The few in the Supreme Heaven have already noticed the clue," the boy said indifferently, "There are still many places that need his knowledge and power in the future."

"Afterwards, his life and death will be left to Number Zero to decide for himself."

"Number Zero?" Lu Mingze was a little surprised, and then he reacted, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "What a coincidence, my brother used to be called this."

(End of this chapter)