Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

The flapping of the wings was like the undulations of black mountains. The cold, high-speed airflow came towards him and wrapped around Lu Mingfei's body, as if a layer of white boundary wall had grown on the surface of his body.

The bronze box of the seven deadly sins was held in his arms, and the exposed hilts were humming wildly. The weapons forged by Norton to kill his brothers, from lust to arrogance, every sword had awakened and couldn't wait to leave its scabbard.

Dark gold light flowed along the gap in the opened box, and the low roar that seemed to come from hell in the distant clouds and mountains had completely awakened the seven deadly sins that had just fallen asleep.

It was like there were hearts beating in the metal-forged cassettes, and the seven hearts had seven completely different melodies, like the sound of a huge bell, a drum, or the solemn sound of a guzheng.

"Norton is truly a genius in alchemy." The little devil murmured in admiration beside Lu Mingfei, "In the earliest days of the co-rule of the kings, the territories of the elders connected and spread across the entire Eurasian plate. Those lowly and stupid traitors were blinded by power and actually followed Vidoflnir to resist the rule of the Black King."

This was not the first time Lu Mingfei had heard the name Vidoflnir from the little devil. As the giant eagle living on the top of the world tree corresponding to the black king Nidhogg in Norse mythology, the Kassel Academy, which had a history of thousands of years, had never found any relevant records in any dragon books.

But according to Lu Mingze, Vidoflnir, the King of Sky and Wind, is the second first generation created by the Black King Nidhogg after the White King. He is the most special and powerful of the four monarchs, and he once launched a rebellion that swept across half the world.

Later, the King of Wind was defeated in that war and fled to the Mesopotamian region east of the Himalayas. He experienced countless different lives that left their names in history. Finally, he changed his name to Xiang Yu in the late Qin and early Han dynasties. He was besieged and killed at Gaixia by the super hybrids of that time.

Xiang Yu's dragon bone cross was divided into five parts, and now they are held by the five largest orthodox mixed-blood families in China. But as the first king created, Vidfornil's power far exceeds that of the other four monarchs. His power is not only in the dragon bone cross, but also hidden in Yu Ji, who escaped by faking her death. It was the egg of the next generation that was auctioned by the German Kassel family in Chicago and eventually fell into the hands of the academy.

She is the only person in human history who has truly walked the path to becoming a god, evolving from a pure human being who might not even be considered a hybrid to a second-generation species who can be called a god and possesses the title of a prince among the dragon clan.

The Council of Elders during the period of co-governance among kings was an existence whose status in the dragon civilization was lower than that of the four monarchs but far higher than that of the princes. They were not the direct descendants of the four monarchs but the direct descendants of the Black King. However, until now, Lu Mingfei had not actually seen any of the elders left over from the ancient era of gods or the era of co-governance among kings.

They are like the Knights of the Round Table, the mythical, historical figure you know, the one you’ve heard of but never seen.

“The emperor killed the elders who took part in the rebellion and threw their bodies into the sword furnace for forging the seven deadly sins. As a result, the souls of those ancient dragons were transformed into living spirits full of hatred for the king and their own people who followed the king to kill them during the burning of the fierce fire for hundreds of years…Only the kind-hearted but stupid Constantine showed compassion that was incompatible with dragons during the forging of this sword. This is also the reason why there is only one sword among the seven deadly sins that does not correspond to Constantine.” When Lu Mingze talked about Constantine, a ferocious look appeared on his little face, which was quite cute in the eyes of human aesthetics. He raised his golden eyes that were hidden in the shadows, and hatred and anger almost turned into a torrent that broke through the dam and overflowed.

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

The little devil is the kind of person who is a little crazy but always manages to maintain his elegance. When he talks about the dragon kings, his expression remains calm but murderous intent is evident. Only when he talks about Constantine, he shows hatred and anger, but not much hatred.

At this time, the box in Lu Mingfei's arms began to become hot, the sword trembled and hummed in the shackles, and the surface of the box grew vine-like dark red patterns from top to bottom, like a 3D projection.

The pulsating patterns remind people of the blue carotid arteries, which are the blood vessels of the seven deadly sins. The seven beating hearts are pumping violent blood throughout its body.

Like a little devil, it was circling around Lu Mingfei who was flying at supersonic speed in the air, gracefully and lightly, as if the hideous and devil-like man beside him was actually hovering still.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of a sword, and the weapon immediately came to life. There was a clanging sound of metal, as if the drawn saber was chanting ancient dragon language with its metal vocal cords!

Lu Mingfei watched as Lu Mingze drew out the weapon called Fury, which was the giant sword forged by Norton to force Constantine to kill him. It was one of the largest and most violent swords among the Seven Deadly Sins.

The scimitar struggled in the little devil's hand, and it roared violently like a mad dragon. The ferocious dragon head on the relief on the handle opened its eyes, and then the whole thing was burning with raging flames. The relief was burned to ashes in the flames, and after the ashes were blown away by the wind, only the trembling, scanning golden vertical pupils remained, which was a bit similar to the evil eye Sauron who brought great crisis to Middle-earth in the Lord of the Rings trilogy directed by Peter Jackson.

"When Norton forged Rage and Greed, his original intention was to use them to fight against his brother with a huge dragon body. Rage corresponds to Norton's own body, while Greed corresponds to the stupid dragon Fenrir who was left with a brain defect because he was too powerful." Lu Mingze flicked his finger on the Rage blade. This dragon-slaying weapon, which immediately scanned the world in anger after waking up, immediately made a roar that shook the earth.

A strong heat wave gushed out from the furious body, and the little devil's hair was lifted up, revealing a little face underneath that had a playful look but looked a little pale at the moment.

Lu Mingze's facial features were so ferocious that they almost shifted. For some reason, he suddenly became angry and fiercely grasped the furious blade with his hand. Blood flowed out and stained the edge of the weapon, which let out a painful wail.

"Rebel...how dare you!" Lu Mingze roared in a low voice.

The blood evaporated into red steam, covering the furious blade. It became docile in the hands of the little devil, and the vertical pupil became a little flattering in Lu Mingfei's eyes.

"To deal with a monster like the Yamata no Orochi, none of the other weapons among the Seven Deadly Sins will work. Only Rage can help you." The little devil looked up at Lu Mingfei's eyes. He flicked his wrist and flames rose from his palm, quickly sweeping across the handle and blade. The entire blade of Rage, forged from recycled metal, was enveloped by the fierce light of the flame. It melted and recast in the fierce light, and finally became a giant blade eight or nine meters long, with a blazing hot light flowing on its surface. The smooth blade edge turned into hideous serrations, as if countless dragon teeth were protruding from the blade.

Only such a weapon could inflict fatal damage to a super-giant species like the Yamata no Orochi, cutting through the dragon's body and piercing its nerve center.

It seems that even in the era of co-rule by kings, dragons of this manifestation were rare, so Norton only forged one or two weapons to kill giant species.

"You just said that greed is also a weapon used to kill giant species." Lu Mingfei said.

He was anxious, but his speed had reached the limit.

Now is the time to race against time, so it is best to select your weapon before entering the battlefield.

Greed is a Scottish broadsword, equally massive, with a double-edged blade sharp enough to split Fenrir's skull.

Its characteristic is to suck and devour, which will cause the cells of the cut creatures to age and decay rapidly, which means that the wounds cut by this knife will be difficult to heal. However, those with strong self-healing ability can cut off the flesh and blood of the wounds, and then the flesh and blood will grow again, because the damage caused by greed is not contagious. Its real function is to make the cut person lose too much blood and eventually die of shock. This sword is like the most greedy vampire, constantly absorbing the enemy's blood and spraying it out from the dragon head of the sword, and all the blood will be pulled out of the enemy's body.

"That kind of thing is fine for dealing with problem children like Fenrir. Yamata no Orochi can even resist its sucking. If you ignore these characteristics, Greedy will only have its sharpness and suppression of dragons." Lu Mingze looked down on Greedy, "But what kind of living spirit can suppress Yamata no Orochi carrying the Holy Relics?"

In the eyes of the half-bloods, Fenrir's power is comparable to that of a god, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a devil that crawled out of hell. But in Lu Mingze's eyes, has he always been a looked down upon problem child?

“In fact, the best option to kill that kind of monster is to use seven swords from the seven deadly sins at the same time to cut off its long neck and chop off the central nervous system of the Yamata no Orochi. But if it gets angry, you may not be able to get rid of it before it adapts to this weapon.” Lu Mingze casually swung out an arc of burning light, and the circumference of the arc was the angry blade. Then, the vast sea of ​​clouds in front of him and Lu Mingfei was split in the middle, and golden, dazzling light poured down from the sky.

Two seconds later, the hurricane caused by the little devil's casual attack finally landed in the low-lying area of ​​Tokyo that had been completely submerged by the tsunami. Huge waves rose on the dark water, and the water surface that had already covered some low buildings was split to both sides like Moses parting the Red Sea. The sound of the waves was so loud that it could be heard clearly several kilometers away.

"If I had your strength, I could chop off all of Yamata no Orochi's heads with one sword, but what you just said is very important information, so continue." Lu Mingfei frowned.

In his opinion, Lu Mingze is at least at the level of the White King. He has experienced the Age of the Black King, the Age of Gods, and the Age of Co-rule by Kings. He knows the secrets of history and has used his overwhelming power to suppress the world.

Lu Mingze only needs to give him a little bit of power to kill Norton, Fenrir, and even Herzog who has become the White King. Now he only needs to lend a little more power to Lu Mingfei more generously, and perhaps he can easily resolve this crisis.

"The Word Spirit Yaki has endowed the giant snake with vitality comparable to that of a tardigrade. Even if it falls into a lava chasm deep in the abyss, it will not die in a short time. It will inevitably sink deeper until high pressure crushes its internal organs and high temperature burns its body. Most injuries in the world can be adapted to for this kind of monster. The Word Spirit will, within a certain period of time, increase the self-healing ability of cells to a level equivalent to the damage suffered at the cost of sacrificing certain substances in the body." Lu Mingze said.

"The Yamata-no-Orochi that escaped from the cursed kingdom of God, Takamagahara, you should have known his name is Izanagi... In the late Age of Gods, Izanagi's three descendants, Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi, and Susanoo, used the rich blood of the White King in their bodies to simulate three Dragon King-level world-destroying Word Spirits that severely injured Izanagi from the front, but could not kill it because the activation time of the three Word Spirits was too long. Even though Izanagi's will as a human had not yet left at that time, the thief who stole the White King gene from the real burial place of the gods controlled the dragon body of the Yamata-no-Orochi and did not attack the three priests who used the Word Spirits. However, the desire to survive that was imprinted in the deepest part of the life memory still improved the body's self-healing ability to an incredible level in a short period of time, and even made the snake not die after being hit by the three World-Destroying Word Spirits but just fell asleep."

Lu Mingfei was horrified when he heard this. He thought to himself, how could he survive by withstanding three world-destroying-level words? Isn’t this the same as being hit by three atomic bombs and still being able to jump around?

No, buddy, are you Yamata no Orochi or Godzilla? Can you dragons also eat atomic bombs as snacks like Godzilla?
"So what you mean is that if our fight with Yamata no Orochi eventually turns into a tug-of-war that is difficult to resolve in a short period of time, it will eventually adapt to violent attacks, and the threat of the Seven Deadly Sins to the monster will be minimized?"

"Bingo, brother is so smart!" The little devil snapped his fingers.

"Then how much weight do you think intelligence and talent occupy in my soul?" Lu Mingfei said.

"At least half, the other half is the collection of all the good virtues in the rest of the world." The little devil flattered him cunningly. Lu Mingfei stared at the huge elemental tide that was getting closer and closer, "Although I know you are saying good things, I still like to hear it... Since intelligence occupies half of my soul, can I trade this thing with you?"

The little devil blinked, with an angry expression on his face: "Okay, brother, I put my trust in you, but you're playing tricks on me, right?"

"There's nothing I can do. Who told me I only have a quarter left?" Lu Mingfei curled his lips.

"One-fourth is a good deal. If you don't believe me, just count on your fingers. I'll help you kill the Yamata no Orochi, and then I'll help you get rid of all the masterminds who planned this Tokyo incident, as well as those little mice hiding in the shadows waiting for an opportunity... With this indiscriminate attack, half of the hybrid leaders and existing high-level dragons in the world will be brought down. Tomorrow night, Kassel Academy can announce that their strategic goal for many years has been roughly achieved. The next step is for humans and hybrids to love each other and live in peace to create a beautiful new home... Well, it sounds a bit weird, but it's also quite interesting. Maybe the Americans will cooperate with the North American hybrids to hold a 'New Energy Development and Utilization Conference' at the United Nations Building or something like that."

"I'm not interested in developing Word Spirits and alchemy as new energy sources. I just want to know how to kill the giant snake that appeared in Tokyo Bay." Lu Mingfei said.

He and the little devil tacitly did not mention the question of whether the currency was Lu Mingfei's soul.

"It's very simple. Just chop off its eight heads, destroy its nerve center, pierce its heart, and finally, like you did with Susanoo, cut open Izanagi's back and find the parasite." Lu Mingze shrugged with a smile, "There are only two steps in total. First, kill Izanagi, and second, kill the holy remains."

"No jokes allowed!"

"Alright, alright. Anyway, brother, you can't use Fury to kill Yamata-no-Orochi in a short time. You are now in the fourth degree of Fury. Even with my blessing, the poison in the dragon blood is still corroding your body... You were right in saying that you can't get into a tug-of-war with Yamata-no-Orochi, but you don't have the chance to fight that thing at all, because in a high-intensity battle like the fourth degree of Fury, the dragon blood will be quickly pumped throughout your body. In the end, Yamata-no-Orochi doesn't even need to tear you apart. You will fall into a coma and lose your mind due to the severe poisoning, and become a deadpool who only knows how to kill."

"In the end, you are just trying to express one thing: I will die if I don't trade with you, and I will also die if I trade with you."

"That's different. Our ancestors said that everyone has to die, and some people's death is heavier than Mount Tai, while others is lighter than a feather. Brother, if you degenerate into Deadpool in the battle with the Yamata no Orochi, you might be drawn by your bloodline and turn around to kill everyone on that ship. In this way, your death will be lighter than a feather. But if you make a deal with me, I will immediately grab two machetes and chop off all the seven inches of that earthworm without saying a word. The head of the Uesugi family, Princess Chen Motong, and Jörmungandr will be fine. They will be able to appear in the top suite in Las Vegas early tomorrow morning, drinking red wine, and waiting to go out and have fun at night. In this way, death is heavier than Mount Tai." Although Lu Mingze was talking nonsense, his expression was solemn and his eyes were solemn, which made Lu Mingfei a little scared.

If the devil shows this kind of expression, it must be something serious.

"Each weapon of the Seven Deadly Sins has different characteristics. If you can awaken them at the same time, you can use each weapon to chop off a head of the Yamata no Orochi. From lust to rage, your attacks can be gradual, and the Word Spirit Yamata will not be able to accurately locate your damage level." Lu Mingze said, "In other words, it will be chopped off by you before it has time to adapt to the attack capabilities of the Bronze Purgatory Seven Deadly Sins. The last head can also be judged by the Seven Deadly Sins' alchemical field of sin and punishment."

Lu Mingfei knew that the awakening mentioned by the little devil was not simply pulling these weapons out of the box, but summoning them into another form at the same time as if they were furious.

But with his current bloodline, he can at most summon two weapons in different forms at the same time.

“Of course, even if you can’t use seven swords at the same time and become a hero like Tokugawa Yoshitora who practices the Seven Swords Style, you are not completely without a chance, brother.” Lu Mingze tilted his head with a smile, and a long, narrow, moon-white tail grew behind him, like a snake and a dragon.

But in Lu Mingfei's opinion, it actually looked more like...

a knife.

"Isn't the Yamata-no-Orochi that failed to evolve still the Yamata-no-Orochi? The tailbone of Susano'o is also the sharpest Ame Murasakumo in the world... The nemesis of Kotonoha. Yamata is originally Yamata-no-Orochi itself. This knife is sharper than rage. It can help you, brother, tear apart the scales and muscles of the despicable villain who stole the divine power. You can use rage to judge its dragon bone!" Lu Mingze flew behind him and gently hugged Lu Mingfei. He put his face against the man's back and rubbed it like a puppy.

The little devil whispered, "Just like what they did to us for many years..."

The warm touch on his back suddenly disappeared at this moment. Lu Mingfei's breathing became rapid. He raised his hands and stared blankly at the two knives in his hands that screamed piercingly as they broke through the wind.

In his left hand was the moon-white bone sword Tenmuyun, and in his right hand was the blazing furious sword. The former was narrow and slender while the latter was heavy. Holding them made one fearless as if one was holding the highest authority and power in the world.
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When the hideous figure resembling a devil fell from the sky like a meteor and fiercely hit the long neck of the Yamata no Orochi that was about to fall, the seven towering dragon heads like copper pillars reaching the sky in the clouds gathered like mountains and seas by the elemental tides had already noticed it.

Those huge golden vertical pupils floating in the clouds were as bright as if they were burning. One of its long necks had been curled up by Lu Mingfei and its cervical vertebrae were bent like a high-speed cannonball, but the other dragon heads could not help but roar with excitement.

A deep hissing sound came from the throat of each dragon head. The creepy sound spread throughout the four seas and spread to the entire Tokyo. The invisible sound waves raised a new round of tsunami several meters high, sweeping towards the deeper parts of the Japanese archipelago.

Lu Mingfei's speed and strength were so astonishing that, except for his inability to use the world-destroying words, his human bodies were almost the same as those of the four monarchs.

But the dynamic vision of the Yamata no Orochi easily captured all of Lu Mingfei's movements. The long neck with bent cervical vertebrae slowly straightened up in a strange posture, and a deafening roar came from under the white scales. It was the displaced bones repairing themselves.

Only when facing such a huge monster did Lu Mingfei suddenly realize how insignificant human beings are.

Those long necks as thick and unshakable as copper pillars were swaying in the gray-black clouds that were getting lower and lower. Each pair of Izanagi's golden vertical pupils carried the majesty that was above all things and the indifference that looked down on all living beings.

Lu Mingfei noticed that the giant snake looked at him with a look of greed that made people tremble with fear. Then a solemn voice began to chant spiritual words in a loud voice. The sound came from all directions, as if it was everywhere.

It seemed that Lu Mingfei's appearance made the big snake even more excited, and its attention from Eri was completely shifted to this man.

It seemed as if by eating Lu Mingfei's Yamata no Orochi it would gain great power rushing through its veins like a torrent. This power was so great that it even forgot about evolving into the White King.

As the words were chanted, Lu Mingfei was constantly stared at by all the huge dragon heads. This thing was ten or even a hundred times more dangerous than the monster in the Red Well. Lu Mingfei had never faced such an enemy before.

When the ancient and solemn chanting ended, a ray of pure and extreme darkness blinded Lu Mingfei's eyes.

He was stunned for a moment, then he saw everything around him clearly again.

Tokyo disappeared, and even all the visible land around it disappeared. Lu Mingfei found himself floating on the scarlet sea. The Apollo cruise ship, entangled by a giant snake, was quietly rising and falling with the waves.

There were low dark clouds floating in the sky that seemed to never be dispersed, and dense lightning was always jumping in the clouds.

Apart from the sound of wind and water, it was so quiet that Lu Mingfei could even hear his own heartbeat.

But suddenly, the sea was filled with raging waves and darkness descended upon the earth.

A huge white pillar that almost reached the sky broke out of the sea.

That pillar was the long neck of the Yamata no Orochi, but it was ten times thicker than what Lu Mingfei had seen just now!
The dragon's head broke through the mountain-like dark clouds, and a huge column of light poured down from the sky and landed on the dragon's head.

There was a throne of thorns, and on the throne sat a goddess wearing a golden crown and gorgeous skirt. Her long hair and skirt were hanging down, and she was carrying a blazing light on her back, as if she was going to rule the world.

The wind blew her hair, and Lu Mingfei saw that beautiful face, as hard as a marble sculpture.

His heart began to pound. Although no one had told him who that woman was, he knew the role that woman had played in history...

White King.

Izanami. (End of this chapter)