Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

Chapter 305 Norton: On the number!
Austria, home of the Gottingen family.

The silver light flashed away, and the female dragon's arms separated from her body, falling to the ground together with the old patriarch.

From the section of the arm, dragon blood sprayed out like a rain curtain. Although the bleeding was stopped immediately by the powerful self-healing ability of dragons, some of the dragon blood still fell on the old patriarch. The dragon blood sprinkled on his body was not bad. , with the blood of the old patriarch, the dragon blood on his body would have little effect even if it was toxic, but a small amount of dragon blood seeped into the wound on his arm.

Ryers, the acting leader of the Kingdom Knights, half-knelt on the ground, leaning on the heavy knight sword. He turned to look at Old Tang who was walking not far away, and then looked at the half-missing arm of the female dragon. He couldn't help but He rubbed his eyes.

The overloaded burst of power he had just experienced with the other kingdom knights had left him severely mentally exhausted. In this state, hallucinations were normal.

But no matter how much he rubbed his eyes, the scene in front of him did not change.

Old Tang was still walking over with the black-armored woman on his shoulder and a long sword, but the female dragon seemed to be frozen in place, motionless, and did not even look at Old Tang.

The old patriarch was half kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily.

His word spirit is not Indra, but the lower word spirit of Indra. He was only briefly promoted while on the road to becoming a god. And by virtue of the path of the fire sword, he understood the spiritual power of the seven essences. When releasing Indra, he forcibly restrained the word spirit and injected most of the electricity into the dragon's body.

The high-intensity word spirit release lasted for half a minute, and the physical energy improved through the path to becoming a god was almost exhausted. He could no longer extract power from his bloodline, because when he took action, he directly entered the second level of becoming a god. The road is equivalent to the second level of violent blood. If he refines his bloodline again, he will lose control first.

Although the blow just broke the Wuchen Land, it also directly drained the life of the sword. The moment the sword was swung, the sword turned into metal powder and dispersed in the air. If that blow broke through the Wuchen Land, The silver threads completely exploded into a sword storm covering a radius of tens of meters.

"Ding--"

He didn't even have time to look at Old Tang, who had saved him. The old patriarch relied on his restored strength like drinking poison to quench his thirst, and once again stabbed the metal palm bone into the unhealed wound on the dragon's lower abdomen.

Although her body, which is only a few meters tall, is still not comparable to her peak state, it is already far stronger than her human form.

But as the dragon's blood entered the body from the wound, the old patriarch felt that his dry body seemed to have some strength again - but at the cost of his bloodline becoming more unstable.

The moment the silver light came into contact with the Wuchen Land, the surface of the Wuchen Land shook violently, as if it would break at any time, but then the silver light broke first, and the female dragon's body crashed into the old man. Tang.

The reason why she stood frozen just now was because she was adjusting her body to expand to its current extreme size.

"Be careful! Mr. Ronald!" Riels shouted towards Old Tang, "The enemy is probably the next generation!"

The high-pitched dragon roar overwhelmed Riels's voice. The female dragon looked up to the sky and roared. Sounds like cracking stones and tearing cloth sounded from her body at the same time. The size that was originally close to humans expanded rapidly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Tsukuru's huge body is nearly four meters tall, and his dragon-like features instantly overwhelm his human features.

While sending away the burden, Old Tang swung his long sword, and the silver light was like a net. The moment the female dragon collided with it, a spherical field unfolded, and the high-speed rotating air flow formed a spherical air realm. With a majestic will, Everything in the domain must be driven out - the spirit of speech, the dust-free place.

The dragon that had been frozen in place slowly turned its head and looked at Old Tang without saying a word. Only the golden eyes were filled with murderous intent that was so strong that it seemed to turn into a sword.

The defense of the Dustless Land... was broken?
Old Tang stood not far away, holding a bare sword hilt in his hand.

Old Tang stepped forward, jumped back twenty meters, and landed on the ground. The female dragon looked down at her shoulder, which was sprayed with blood, feeling a little confused.

A clear voice sounded from Old Tang. The moment the female dragon rushed in front of him, a sharp dragon claw almost tore open his chest. A thin silver thread streaked through the air, and another female dragon The dragon's claw is broken from the shoulder.

Generally speaking, if humanoid dragons want to give birth to a huge body, they often need sufficient nutrition and a certain amount of time. But for advanced dragons who have made preparations in advance, although they cannot immediately turn into a giant state, they can also expand their size several times.

The atmosphere fell into silence for a while.

If she looked like a human with dragon scales and bone spurs before, then now she is a dragon that looks a bit like a human, except that half of one forearm is still missing and has not yet fully recovered.

The invisible wind condensed into a transparent hammer in front of the dragon, and hit the old patriarch's chest, causing him to fly backwards.

Just by touching it, he can release Indra again.

Old Tang shook his shoulders, and the black-armored woman he was carrying flew out into the open space like a ball of straw. She landed on the ground and rolled a dozen times before she lost her strength.

The golden pupils that expanded several times stared at Old Tang. The new membrane wings behind his back shook slightly, and his body passed by like an illusory shadow.

The kingdom knights who were half kneeling on the ground, the old patriarch who was lying on the ground after being knocked away by the female dragon, and the black-armored woman who had just been thrown out by Old Tang stared blankly at the confrontation between one person and one dragon.

After a moment of confrontation, Old Tang only lost his weapon, while the dragon lost an arm and was in an extremely embarrassed state.

A first-generation dragon is actually at a disadvantage in a head-to-head confrontation with a hybrid?

Even though this first generation did not give birth to a gigantic body and had just been attacked by Indra in the internal organs, the ability to suppress it still proved that the young man named Ronald Tang had at least S-class blood.

Until Old Tang spoke and broke the silence.

He raised the hilt of the sword in his hand and looked at it, then turned to look at the black-armored woman who was thrown out by him, and complained: "Your sword is not good either, why is it so brittle?"

The woman in black armor, whose hair was covered with grass blades from rolling on the ground for more than a dozen times, opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

"You..." The female dragon looked at Old Tang, her voice hoarse.

"Ahem, this eldest sister," Old Tang held the sword hilt with his hand behind his back, "You see, we can't decide who will win or lose. It will do no good to anyone if we continue to fight. Why don't we discuss it? As long as you now Leave immediately, we will never stop you!"

The female dragon took a deep breath.

"You see, this proposal is very sincere, after all, you are the ones here to invade..." Old Tang persuaded him earnestly, and the shape of the sword hilt behind his back quietly changed, flowing like liquid, solidifying, and turning into a dagger.

"Odwin, are you just looking at me like this?!" The female dragon yelled angrily.

Almost at the same time she spoke, a black shadow emerged from the ground at Old Tang's feet, and its drill-like tail tip pierced Old Tang's chest.

Old Tang used his backhand to block the dragon's tail with his dagger. The moment they collided, the shock wave spread from the point where the dagger and the tip of the tail came into contact, lifting up a large area of ​​lawn, and Old Tang rolled away.

"Tsk! Do you have to expose me?" The male dragon looked at his tail with a deep mark on it and complained dissatisfiedly.

Higher dragons generally disdain sneak attacks, but for special beings like them that have been injected with human genes, there is no psychological burden in doing such a thing.

Old Tang staggered to steady his body and half-knelt on the ground. The dagger in his hand was broken, his whole arm was shaking, and there was a hideous wound on his chest from his shoulder to his waist.

"Trash!" Norton cursed in Old Tang's mind.

"No...Brother Norton, do you blame me for this? It's obvious that the power you lent me was not enough." Old Tang felt particularly aggrieved. "You said you lent me power, but my physical fitness has become a little stronger, and I can't even control Neither metal nor flames." "Tell me the truth, did you only lend me a little bit of your power? Or are you too weak to win even if you lend me a large part of your power?" Old Tang said.

"Am I weak?!" Norton turned into thunder in Old Tang's mind. "Except for my brother, which monarch has not been beaten by me? In the entire dragon clan, except for the Black King and the White King, who dares to say that he is better than me? powerful?!"

"Then why can't you defeat two ordinary dragons?" Old Tang asked in his heart.

"It's not me! It's you! You stupid human side, you can't use my power, the human heart is limiting you! It's you who subconsciously deny and reject the power I lend you! Waste!" Norton roared.

"Really? I don't think I reject it at all." Old Tang was a little confused.

"Damn it! Give me your body! I'll show you what real power is!" Norton roared.

Old Tang hesitated.

Relying on the skills Lu Mingfei taught him, he could indeed temporarily let Norton control his body, and if he wanted, he could lock Norton back at any time. Theoretically, there would be no risk.

But just giving his body to Norton like this made Old Tang feel guilty.

But after only a moment of hesitation, Old Tang gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"

With the decision made, he slowly closed his eyes and sank deep into his consciousness. In the dark sea of ​​consciousness, Old Tang was suspended in front of Norton's huge body, looking at each other quietly.

The light network on Norton's body gradually dimmed. Although it still existed clearly, it was no longer bright for the time being.

The communication between him and Norton was entirely in his mind. The many conversations just now were just a few thoughts. From the outside world, he was just knocked away by the sneak attack dragon. After stabilizing his body, he immediately closed his eyes.

"Tang!" The woman in black armor who was thrown out by Old Tang couldn't help but exclaimed.

The female dragon looked in the direction of the sound. A crescent-shaped white mark more than two meters high formed in the air and ran over it like a knife.

Instinct told her that it was too late to dodge this attack. She could only burst out a short syllable from her throat. A violent shock wave formed in front of her and exploded towards Baihen. Although Baihen was slightly shaken, she could not shake it. It destroys or even misses.

The black-armored woman spent the last moment closing her eyes, and a thought flashed through her mind - it's all rumors that people have a revolving door or feel that time slows down before they die...

The expected pain did not appear, and her consciousness was extremely clear.

Will a person still be conscious after death?
She opened her eyes in confusion, and saw a familiar figure in front of her.

"Mr. Ronald?" The black-armored woman instantly realized that Old Tang had blocked the attack for her, and was shocked, "Are you okay?"

She hurriedly ran to Old Tang. She thought that Old Tang had blocked the attack with his bare hands when he was injured, so the injury would be more serious.

But when she saw Old Tang's face, she didn't see any injuries, only a blood-stained tear on his clothes - the injury on Old Tang seemed to have healed suddenly in an instant.

"Old Tang" turned his head stiffly like some kind of robot with a rusty neck and looked at the woman wearing black armor.

The moment they looked at each other, the black-armored woman felt as if she was seeing the sun.

She couldn't tell what kind of eyes they were. If "Old Tang" hadn't taken the initiative to look away, she would have suspected that she had knelt down.

Almost out of her body's survival instinct, she subconsciously took a few steps away from Old Tang.

Unknowingly, she and the kingdom knights who looked at Old Tang had a layer of awe in their eyes.

If Old Tang looked like a "powerful hybrid" before, then standing in front of them now was a tyrant standing on the mountain of bones.

"Is this... the road to becoming a god?" The old patriarch lying on the ground looked at Old Tang, who seemed to have suddenly transformed from a monkey into a Terminator, with some confusion.

The road to becoming a god will indeed bring significant changes to a hybrid, but can it change to this extent?
"Old Tang" looked up at the sky, squatted down and touched the lawn, grabbed a handful of soil and twisted it in his hands, then took a deep breath.

"Hahahagapga hahaha hahably hissing and hissing ..."

An inhuman laugh came from "Old Tang's" face that was also distorted and unhuman. It was more like some kind of meaningless roar than a smile.

"Old Tang" smiled more and more exaggeratedly, almost unable to stabilize his body, and full of flaws. However, the two dragons standing in front of him had no intention of attacking at all, and their eyes were filled with solemnity, surprise and even fear.

"It's out, it's finally out..."

Old Tang, who had been laughing wildly for a long time, finally stopped, murmuring some incomprehensible words, looked up at the two dragons in front of him, and showed a chilling smile: "You guys are fine."

Without waiting for the person involved to react, "Old Tang" chanted a few ups and downs syllables like a poem.

A great realm unfolded around him. It was obviously a silent process, but people who saw this scene felt as if there were a thousand or ten thousand orchestras playing the most exciting music in the world in their ears.

The field expanded rapidly, and strong ionization and magnetization effects appeared in the field. Red metal droplets appeared suspended out of thin air, rotating around "Old Tang".

Those bright droplets kept colliding and burning, and the impurities turned into ashes and fell, disappearing out of thin air before landing. The remaining droplets became brighter and brighter, and there were more and more, wrapping Old Tang inside, condensing and forming in an instant, Transformed into a set of bronze armor.

A few seconds later, the domain disappeared like waking up from a dream, leaving no trace except for the bronze armor on "Old Tang" and the giant sword in his hand.

The old patriarch lying on the ground stared at Old Tang, who was wearing heavy armor, with an expression on his face as if he was dreaming.

He recognized this language spirit, serial number 96, heaven and earth are furnaces.

"Old Tang" knocked the giant sword in his hand, put the sword to his ear and listened to the lingering sound, testing its quality in a way that was considered simple even for an ordinary blacksmith.

Gee, it looks like my hand is raw.

He lowered his giant sword helplessly and looked at the two dragons in front of him, whose eyes seemed to have seen a ghost.

Just in time, kill two dragons and see how you feel.

(End of this chapter)