Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 19 The Spirit of Words

"In short, the ancestors of human beings sacrificed young girls to dragons, and then put the women pregnant with dragon fetuses into cages. The docile babies were left behind, and they were brutally executed."

"Thus, after generations of selection and elimination, human beings finally got the power they dreamed of."

In the darkness, the priest held the baby tremblingly.

This child was born with a pair of noble golden pupils, and his body was covered with cyan scales. Miraculously, he did not hunt humans, showing tyranny, but just sucked his fingers and looked at the world curiously.

Use human consciousness to control the mighty power of dragons.

The baby doesn't know that his crying will open the curtain of history of the mixed race that has lasted for thousands of years.

Iron and fire, blood and tears, red and black, conspiracy and betrayal, sublime and sacrifice.

Also, revenge.

The priest laughed wildly like trembling, like crazy.

"Look, this is a mixed race."

Lu Mingze said.

"Brother, do you know what I thought of?"

"Wolf and dog."

"Humans write in textbooks how their ancestors tamed wolves, using lofty brushstrokes, masters of all spirits."

"But they, they used the same method against their own kind thousands of years ago."

"Hybrid."

Lu Mingfei thought of Nuonuo.

"That is to say, do all hybrids have a pair of golden pupils?"

"Golden pupils are a symbol of dragon blood, and hybrids just stole the authority of dragons."

"how about you?"

"I?"

Lu Mingze bowed slightly, with a reserved smile, like Sebastian in Black Butler, the devil's butler.

"Brother, your younger brother is not that despicable thing."

The thing in his mouth refers to the mixed race.

You're not a mixed race, but you clearly have a pair of bright golden pupils.

Lu Mingfei thought.

"That's it."

Lu Mingze said.

"Remember why we set off?"

"Spirit vision?"

"Exactly, brother."

Lu Mingfei put the bronze lantern aside and sat on the floor.

The darkness scattered like a tide, and Lu Mingfei was surprised to find that where they were standing now was the head of the dead Black King.

Lu Mingze smiled and patted his side, greeting him.

"Come on, brother."

"This is the throne that countless people dream of."

"Scare me."

Lu Mingfei sat down nimbly, with lingering fears in his heart.

"Your tone just now, I almost thought it was a brothel."

"Come on, sir, come and play."

Lu Mingfei squeezed his throat to learn.

"that's it."

"Hahaha."

Lu Mingze hugged his belly and laughed into a ball.

That exquisite and expensive suit couldn't find a single wrinkle, it was crumpled like sackcloth.

"Yes, brother."

"What kind of honorable black king is a brothel, in front of us, how honorable is he talking about."

"As expected of you, brother."

Tired of laughing, he sat down, two figures, one big and one small, stood on the dead head of the black king, with four legs dangling, looking into the distance.

"I showed my brother so much, mainly to explain what spiritual vision is."

"Half-races are humans with dragon blood flowing in their bodies, but they are not born with awakened golden pupils."

"In the beginning, each hybrid was no different from ordinary humans. They may have stronger physiques and higher IQs, but their strength is limited."

"The dragon blood in their bodies is in a dormant state. Brother, you can understand it as a recessive gene. Well, it is more appropriate to explain it with the second personality."

"Half-races have two personalities, one represents the rationality and restraint of humans, and the other represents the brutality and violence of dragons."

"Generally, the second personality of the mixed race is dormant. If you want to wake it up, you need an opportunity, such as super-strength mental stimulation, or words and dragon blood."

"Yanling?"

"What is this, you didn't say."

"It's not very important, compared to your strength and mine, the words are just tricks."

"Well, if you really want to see it, brother."

Lu Mingze snapped his fingers.

The sun rose in the distance, a huge mushroom cloud, and then the deafening roar came all the way, Lu Mingze waved his hand and returned to calm.

"Candle Dragon, the serial number of Yan Ling is 114, the bronze and fire used to destroy the world."

"It seems to be seeing me on a big day."

"See you on the big day?"

"It's a kind of unique skill from the outside world. You need to cultivate Yandi Jin first, which is very destructive."

"Is that so, brother, is that the martial arts you mentioned earlier?"

"Well, let's not talk about that, it's called Candle Dragon, this is what you said, the power of words is pretty good."

"As expected of a big brother, you can only use such an evaluation of Zhulong as good."

"However, the Candle Dragon is actually very strong. At least in the world of mixed races, the Yanling Candle Dragon is already a legendary existence."

"For the vast majority of mixed races, the language skills they can use are actually only to this extent."

Lu Mingze didn't snap his fingers this time, he tapped, and a bright light appeared, so bright that it's really hard to open your eyes, and you can't look directly at it.

Lu Mingfei was full of curiosity.

"What is this, a light bulb? It's so bright, why isn't it powerful at all?"

"Yanling Chiri, serial number 28, the specific effect is what you see brother, if you change it to a game, it will cause a blinding effect to nearby units, so you can't see it."

Lu Mingze spread his hands.

"Other than that, there's nothing else to do."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"This is the spirit of speech."

"Well, the mixed race has compiled a periodic table of speech spirits, sorting speech spirits by strength and danger. The higher the sequence, the more dangerous, and of course the stronger the destructive power."

"And the names of these speech spirits were also decided by the hybrids. They were originally named after dragon scripts, but the hybrids didn't understand dragon scripts, so they came up with these names."

"In the final analysis, the essence of the word spirit is to use the power of the dragon language to attract elements to achieve a certain effect."

"It looks like it's similar to the superpowers in anime, like platinum hearts."

"Brother is right, Time Spirit and Setsuna, these two words are similar to Platinum Heart, and they can also affect time."

"So, your domain is actually Lingling."

"No, brother."

Lu Mingze smiled.

"It's authority."

Lu Mingfei waved his hand.

"Well, whether it's called Lingling or Authority, it's just like a virtual world, right? Dreamland or something like that."

He turned to enthusiasm.

"So, can you make a virtual game, use your authority or something like a language, I come up with ideas, how about a world with a martial arts background."

"I'll talk about that later."

Lu Mingze forcibly brought back the topic, with the words "I really can't do anything about you, brother" written on his face.

There is no way, my brother is like this, and he was like this thousands of years ago. After all, he is his brother, a brother who is more important than the world.

"This is the spirit of speech, and then I just mentioned the dual personality of the mixed race, right? From ancient times to the present, they have used various methods to awaken the power of dragons in their blood and revive their second personality."

"Drink the dragon's blood directly. If the mixed race can survive the violent backlash, the second personality can also wake up naturally."

"But the mortality rate of this method is too high, and the power of dragon blood is too strong for mixed races. People who drink dragon blood directly will most likely get death instead of mighty power. So they summed up a set of gentle rituals, similar to Black witchcraft, the young half-breeds listen to prayers under the guidance of priests, drink herbs, and dance in confusion around the bonfire to stimulate the dragon blood in their bodies, thereby awakening the second personality and igniting the golden pupils."

(End of this chapter)