Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Alchemy Sergeant Ronald Tang let out a long sigh of relief, the lava-like beautiful golden color was fading from his pupils, returning to their original appearance.

In the center of the laboratory, there is an alchemy matrix painted on the ground like a towering giant tree. The Skyhawk armor just sent from the Yangtze River at the other end of the Pacific Ocean stands there quietly, equipped with the alchemy weapon "Seven Deadly Sins" The bronze box is on the barrel of the "plasma cannon".

"It's really convenient... Teleportation Matrix."

He stared blankly at the fluttering golden eagle pattern on the battle armor for a while, and then slowly got down from the reclining chair.

The moment his palm touched the surface of the bronze box, that familiar feeling came to Old Tang's heart more than once.

He silently removed the bronze box from the gun barrel, and the realm of "the world is the furnace" was expanding silently, and he began to repair the complex alchemy array in the "plasma cannon" pattern.

Old Tang is not a fool. With the in-depth understanding of alchemy knowledge, if his alchemy skill tree has been lit up by 30.00%, then the current hybrid has not even unlocked the alchemy skill tree.

The original conclusion of "a genius alchemist with amnesia from a mixed-race family" is no longer reliable, and Old Tang has doubts about his true identity and past.

The most likely thing now is that he may be the beloved dragon son of the King of Bronze and Fire—after all, even the green snake has become a human being, let alone a dragon;

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to recall the complicated knowledge of alchemy for no reason, and it would be impossible for him to know every corner of the White Emperor City with a glance at Long Wen, even the "Seven Deadly Sins" hidden in the god-level equipment. Under the Dragon King's bed, everyone knows...

But what is not so good is that the "battle group" he is in now is not very friendly to the dragon clan. The former "obvious" and now the head of Lu Da even called the dragon clan aliens and cut them off... He wasn't quite sure if Captain Lu would chop himself off with one knife if he was really a dragon.

"His Majesty the Emperor bless me, don't really be a 'Little Dragon Boy'... Being a human is actually quite good, you can eat, drink, and play games. I still want to be the Star King before entering StarCraft II Well...and I don't really want to be chopped up by the leader..."

Old Tang muttered in a low voice, and continued silently repairing the alchemy matrix engraved with the "plasma state" Junyan Yanling.

For some reason, he suddenly felt hot all over his body, and his back was wet with sweat at some point... This is very strange, the alchemy laboratory he made has a "constant temperature" effect, otherwise when Chu Zihang releases "Jun Yan" "At that time, it had already become an incinerator.

He got up and went to the refrigerator in the corner of the laboratory to take out a can of iced Coke. As the cold carbonated drink mixed with carbon dioxide entered his throat, the burning pain in his throat seemed to have eased a lot.

"Could it be a cold? That's good news. Dragons definitely don't get colds... The bad news is that you can't eat fried chicken for supper tonight."

Old Tang returned to the battle armor and planned to continue repairing the plasma cannon, but the dense and complex alchemy patterns in front of him suddenly came to life like a group of swimming snakes, writhing strange traces.

The soda can in his hand fell to the ground, and the froth splashed by the carbonated liquid on the ground was immediately reflected in blood red—Old Tang stood there in a daze, his figure shrouded in blood red light.

The world in front of him has undergone earth-shaking changes. The alchemy laboratory has disappeared, replaced by eight huge thrones, two of which are lined up close together; outside the thrones is a misty chaos, filled with everything in the horizon .

Old Tang originally thought that he would scream and shout loudly, "The Emperor save me"... But he didn't have any violent reactions, he couldn't make any movements, and his body was moving forward uncontrollably.

He first passed the two tall thrones at the front, like tourists in a tour group mechanically visiting, and then he saw a familiar figure.

Chu Zihang, that tall and handsome boy who looks cold most of the time, as if everyone owes him money.

He was not sitting on a throne, but was hung in front of one of the thrones by an invisible force... His whole body was naked, with scars all over his body.

Playing with Brother Chu Zihang is a plump and enchanting figure on the throne. The bright purple armor on her body is not so much armor as it is more like some kind of fun play decoration. The thin armor reveals large areas of snow-white skin. Holding a whip in one hand and a sharp blade in the other, his slender legs wrapped around Chu Zihang's waist, and the slender tail behind his buttocks swam behind Chu Zihang...

"hiss--"

If the body can move, Old Tang will definitely take a deep breath first. What is this R18 heavy-duty play that is not suitable for children...

Then try to find a way to rush to save his brother, this brother who always looks cold as if everyone owes him money, even now he still looks resolute and unyielding, his eyes are full of golden flames, and he stares directly at this tormentor own witch.

But Old Tang couldn't do anything, he was still walking forward...Suddenly, he saw the enchantress riding on brother Chu Zihang's waist turned her head and smiled charmingly at him.

There was also a figure sitting upright on the throne next to her, wrapped in ferocious heavy armor full of barbs and nailed with a painful face, turning a blind eye to the witch's behavior and unmoved.

"Could it be Fingal next...Oh Shit..."

Old Tang felt a little bad. On the one hand, he was worried that Brother Fingel would be treated inhumanely, and on the other hand, he was also worried that the scene would bring some shock to him...

Soon, he walked to the next two thrones.

Unlike the violent and profane picture he imagined of Fingel being hanged and tortured, there was only one figure sitting quietly on the two thrones.

However, Old Tang couldn't see his face clearly, he could only vaguely see the wing-like black windcloak behind his shining armor, and a pitch-black twisted spear leaning against the throne—Old Tang had a feeling in his heart, That long spear seemed to be staring at him...can penetrate into his soul.

The lower two thrones are in the middle, but the upper ones are empty.

Old Tang raised his head and saw a bigger black throne standing in the distance behind him. His sight was quickly zoomed in and out, and he saw clearly the face of the figure sitting on the throne.

That's actually... Lu Mingfei? !
His face changed back and forth between normal and burning skulls, behind him a pair of golden wings were burning like flames, his body was wearing a majestic black power armor, and the flames were constantly floating out from the gaps in the armor .

The misty chaos dispersed, and behind the black throne, an even bigger throne that almost occupied the entire world appeared in front of Old Tang's eyes. A tall, withered and rotten corpse that was almost in the shape of a skeleton was sitting on it, like a solar eclipse. The black sun sinks and floats behind the throne...

Darkness, hatred, destruction, anger... All kinds of intense negative emotions emerged in Old Tang's heart. He didn't understand why Lu Mingfei appeared there, let alone the meaning of the corpse sitting on the huge throne.

"What the hell is this situation? Is it foreshadowing to me what will happen in the future?"

Old Tang didn't even have time to think carefully, and his uncontrollable footsteps led him to the last two thrones.

"elder brother……"

On the throne, someone was calling him softly.

Ronald Tangru was struck by lightning, and this call was very familiar... He had heard such a call not long ago.He raised his head in a daze, looking at the boy in white on the throne.

He found that he actually recognized the other party, his face, his white clothes... and the long years that they had walked together.

The next moment, the scene in front of him burst like a bubble, the throne disappeared, and he returned to the quaint hut in the magnificent bronze city.

The boy in white was leaning weakly next to a tall brass tank, a dark figure turned his back to Old Tang, and said to the boy:

"Welcome back to this wonderful world, Constantine."

The boy raised his head, looked at the figure in front of him for a while, and then said in a low voice, "Are you...Your Excellency the Elder?"

"As expected of a child who has mastered 'power', you are much sharper than Ye Mengjiad." The dark figure seemed to be chuckling.

"Your state has become very strange, elder. What kind of power has merged with your blood... You even have part of the authority of the 'White Queen'," Constantine said, and then his expression became confused and empty, "Where's my brother? Have you seen my brother?"

"Your brother is not here, he is still sleeping, being suppressed by some evil forces to wake up, deceived and blinded by despicable human beings, working for them as a sad laborer." The dark figure said.

"...My brother is in danger. I'm going to find him."

Constantine's eyes lit up with molten golden light, and the scorching high-temperature field began to envelope and spread.

"But there is a terrible and evil force around your brother. Not only could you not save him in the past, you might even die."

"I can let my brother eat me, so that no matter what kind of shackles and cages, my brother can break through." Constantine said.

"But your brother has already regarded himself as a human being, even if he sees you, he won't recognize you," said the pitch-black figure in a persuasive tone, "I can help you get rid of the shackles of that evil force and restore your true self." self……"

Constantine was not given a chance to agree or refuse—Old Tang opened his eyes wide in horror, reflecting the huge creature emerging from the shadow behind the boy.

A twisted bird's claw rested on the boy's thin shoulder, and the ferocious bird's head fell from the shadows to the side of the boy. A strange purple symbol flashed in Constantine's shining golden eyes. The strange purple mist slowly engulfed his figure.

"No no no no...don't! Constantine!"

Ronald Tang's eyes were about to split open, and he roared frantically, but before the boy was completely engulfed by the purple mist, the bird's head looked at him, and the sharp beak gave a humane grin.

The same weird purple symbol appeared in his eyes, and the seeds of pollution began to germinate.

Among the knowledge that Old Tang "recalls" after witnessing Long Wen in the Bronze City, there is a "gift" from the weaver of truth.

More memories came to mind, endless years of sleeping and waking up, the two people who depended on each other... Ronald Tang finally knew who he was at this moment——

He is not the dragon son of the King of Bronze and Fire... He himself is the noble monarch who sits on the throne and controls "power", Norton himself, the King of Bronze and Fire.

Constantine is his younger brother.

The first-generation kings born to the black king Nid Hogg are all twins, and they control the "power" and "power" respectively among the elemental powers they control. Only when the two are truly integrated can the great power of the elements be truly reproduced. in the world.

Today, both "power" and "power" are polluted by the ever-changing demon king.

……

On the second basement floor of the Holy Blood Hall, Yuanzhinv, who was guarding the White King's Dragon Bone Cross, suddenly felt a palpitation.

This feeling is no stranger to him, last month he had felt this kind of terrifying coercion originating from his bloodline.

"Tang Jun...!"

He picked up the bony long knife beside him, got up decisively and rushed upstairs.

Inhuman roaring sounds accompanied by astonishingly high temperatures flooded the basement floor. The blazing white light seemed to have a rising sun——located in the center of the sun was a staggering figure roaring madly. It melts and then quickly forges into shape.

"Mr. Tang!"

Yuanzhinv tried to rush in to rescue the "out of control" alchemy soldier, but in the next second more than a dozen sharp and scorching bronze blades instantly surrounded her, and she was only a hair away from piercing him into a hedgehog.

"Don't pass..."

The figure in the sun let out a roar of difficulty and pain, as if it was struggling and struggling violently.

This scene reminded Yuan Zhinv of herself. When the evil ghost personality named "Kazama Liuli" was still there, her personality competed with the opponent for control of her body in this way.

Now Old Tang seems to be fighting against a more powerful force, and he is at a complete disadvantage!

Yuanzhinv was so anxious that she gritted her teeth and was about to sing the "Nightmare Tapir", and when she tried to pull Tang Jun back even if she was mentally dead, a powerful hand grabbed his neck tightly.

Ronald Tang...or Norton, his molten golden pupils stared at the primordial girl without the slightest emotion. The so-called super hybrids couldn't compare to the real monarch at all.

Afterwards, there was a trace of struggle in Norton's expression, and then he threw Yuan Zhinv away like throwing away trash, and the figure slowly disappeared in the blazing white light.

In the two seconds before disappearing, he turned his head and took a deep look at a certain corner of the room.

The boy just watched all this quietly, as if a star rose and went out in his eyes.

"Are you just watching? With the knowledge he possessed, he could have been your best assistant or coolie." Lu Mingze sighed softly.

"He is a dragon after all, and he cannot become a human by relying on concealment," the boy said calmly. "As I said, the choice is in the hands of Katos, as well as in himself."