Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 5 Man and Soul

It was the roar of the chainsaw, tearing the dead silence of this rainy night.

"boom!"

The rear door of the Maybach was kicked open, and Lu Mingfei rushed out like a cheetah.

A black shadow closest to him let out an ear-piercing howl, and the next moment, the roaring chainsword in Lu Mingfei's hand slashed at it.

The saw blade spun crazily and cut the black shadow's tough body, and the pouring rain couldn't submerge the splashing sparks for a while.

Two black shadows nearby rushed over ferociously, and their figures twisted into two flying poisonous snakes at an astonishing speed.

But Lu Mingfei's combat intuition is astonishingly keen.

He stepped on the body of the alien shadow whose head had been sawn off in half, pulled out the chainsaw sword with his strength, turned over and jumped to the roof of the Maybach, and escaped the pincer attack of the two aliens.

But even with such serious injuries, the alien was still alive.

It roared in pain, like a mad deformed four-clawed spider, its body and limbs writhed wildly following its bloodthirsty instinct.

It knocked back several of its kind one after another, and climbed onto the roof of the car with all fours, trying to tear up and devour that human——

However, it came to nothing.

In the next second, the roaring chainsaw sword in Lu Mingfei's hand pierced its back and the roof of the Maybach.

The saw blade cut all the way up, and completed the bloody fusion with the wound on the head.

Thick black blood spurted out like a burst water pipe.

Until the strange-shaped body under the feet no longer twisted, it completely lost its vitality.

Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked around at the group of black shadows.

They did not disturb their execution just now.

A pair of dark golden eyes revealed an emotion mixed with fear and greed.

Suddenly, the pictures overlapped, and Lu Mingfei seemed to have returned to the dark days when he fought for loyalty in the Wailers.

As it is now, proudly looking directly at the alien enemies tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of times their own——

There are crazy green-skinned orcs, dirty and ugly zerg, and hideous demons from the dark abyss...

They get only one response.

"Face the Sons of St. Jeremy, aliens!"

Lu Mingfei roared loudly, his eyes lit up with a dazzling light like gold.

The chainsword in his hand roared autonomously, responding to its master.

After bathing in the alien blood, the newborn machine soul revealed a kind of excitement.

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Three millennia since No.20, after the golden age of human prosperity was smashed by the rebellion caused by artificial intelligence.

In this regard, human beings strictly prohibit the development of artificial intelligence technology.

It has become a taboo even in the period of the human empire.

And that universe is an idealistic universe where "everything has animism", and everything has a soul projection.

Mechanical creations are no exception—

As small as a chainsword, a bolter;
As large as war vehicles, knight mechs, titans, space battleships...

All can awaken and give birth to their own "machine soul".

From a physical point of view, the machine soul is equivalent to the title of a mechanical automation system.

For example, tanks or fighters, their machine souls can take over the control of the body and continue fighting in the absence of the driver.

But from another point of view, these machine souls do have their own emotions, they are no longer pure products of religious worship.

For example, God's machines like Titans, their machine souls are violent and wild.

After each awakening, it is necessary to appease and win the trust of these powerful machine spirits through various complex rituals such as incense, holy oil, and binary prayers.

In order to prevent the captain's consciousness from being directly defeated while driving.

The machine souls of small mechanical creations also need to be appeased and maintained, and the way they express their emotions is more direct:
If the bolt gun jams after a single shot, it means the machine is unhappy;

It has not been overheated for a whole day, and even fifteen rounds of bullets are fired from an eleven-round magazine, that is the joy of machine soul.

Just like Lu Mingfei's simple chainsaw sword, which was mainly disassembled and assembled from a chainsaw, was able to kill shadows and aliens, and it also had the blessing of a new organic soul.

……

Lu Mingfei's sudden outburst attracted the attention of all the shadows.

Even the god sitting on Sleibnir stared at the figure fighting among the black shadows with his golden pupil like a giant lamp.

"Son, run!"

Chu Tianjiao seized this opportunity and suddenly shouted angrily.

Without even thinking about it, Chu Zihang turned around like crazy and ran towards the Maybach.

Before the black shadow intercepted him, he threw the suitcase in the direction of Odin, like a piece of fresh meat that attracted wolves.

After letting go of the box, he immediately followed Chu Zihang to the direction of the car, where the shadow still needs to be cleared.

Chu Tianjiao glanced back, most of the black shadows were attracted by the suitcases and rushed away - obviously the gods would not do such an outrageous behavior as getting off the horse to pick up the suitcases.

The rest of the shadows chased after them.

Lu Mingfei was covered in blood.

The reaction speed of the 15-year-old young body and brain to external stimuli is far beyond Lu Mingfei's imagination. He is as agile as a civet dancing in the rain, avoiding the attacks of the shadows again and again.

And more than 100 years of combat experience that has become an instinct, let him every time he dodges, the chainsaw sword in his hand can cut off the limbs or head of the shadow with precision and swiftness like a scalpel.

What Lu Mingfei didn't notice was that a layer of hazy golden light emerged from his body surface.

The black blood of the black shadow splashed on it was instantly purified into a little bit of golden starlight, making this layer of brilliance more solid.

"Son, get in the car!"

Chu Tianjiao joined the purification field against the shadows, and the "Cun Yu" in his hand drew a bright arc, as if the rain curtain had been cut at the same time.

The black shadows surrounding Maybach and Lu Mingfei were eliminated instantly, and their skulls fell to the ground.

But the bodies still stood where they were, with black blood spurting from the cuts in their smooth necks like human fountains.

Chu Tianjiao raised his eyebrows, and urged the stunned Chu Zihang to sit in the driver's seat:
"If there is anything to save, go out and worship the mountain! Start!"

The center console of the Maybach is back in ice blue light.

"And you, little Saiyan, hurry in too!"

He looked at Lu Mingfei, who was covered in golden arrogance, and his two dazzling golden pupils looked at each other through the blood and rain.

Before Lu Mingfei could answer, the swirling gust of wind suddenly blew up, enveloping the invisible water wall from three directions and squeezing it.

Chu Tianjiao's face suddenly turned pale: "Son, reverse gear! Go!"

Chu Zihang followed suit mechanically, and the Maybach backed away quickly.

But when it touched the water wall, it stopped, no matter how the twelve-cylinder engine roared, it still couldn't move.

Their retreat was blocked by the rain.

Apparently, the portal out of here was controlled by the god ahead of them.

"I'll find a way to hold back that heretic, you seize the opportunity to retreat with your son."

Lu Mingfei said in a deep voice, and walked towards Odin without looking back, holding the chainsaw sword in his hand.

His soul is still the noble Wailer warrior, standing tall to the death in defense of the weak.

"Damn! It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River are pushing the waves ahead, are all the minors being dragged like this?"

Chu Tianjiao was taken aback for a moment, then cursed in a low voice.

　Slightly changed the settings of the machine soul
　　
　
(End of this chapter)