Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 574 Pilot Zero
Diklado reflected Caesar's blue eyes.

Judging by the standards of alchemy swords, this Dick Tudou is undoubtedly a good sword.

But for later battles, just a good knife is not enough.

I remember that Chu Zihang was practicing sword cultivation.

Originally, Cun Yu was not as good as Dick Tui, but now he has caught up later. This is the reason for his swordsmanship.

There is an obvious difference, Murasame can transmit strength, but Dick Rado can't.

They are all warriors now, and their requirements for weapons are naturally different from those of pure mixed races.

Whether the power can be transmitted and the efficiency of the power transmission are very important indicators.

Caesar put Dick back into his sheath.

I have to adjust the schedule and join the practice of raising swords.

Caesar thinks this way, as if raising swordsmanship is a simple method of eye health exercises. In fact, it is not the case. Swordsmanship is extremely difficult. Establishing a connection between a warrior and a portable weapon and raising a weapon with spirit is the core of swordsmanship. It sounds like It's really mysterious and mysterious, and people who have lived in the Far East since childhood are also confused, let alone Caesar who grew up in a foreign cultural environment.

But Caesar didn't care.

He is a self-confident person.

Caesar should think that all the knowledge and skills in this world can be easily mastered by him, and there is nothing that can stump him. Caesar has not yet appeared.

For example, Chu Zihang's violent blood technique, Caesar knew that it was the key key to Chu Zihang's power, and he had thought about getting it. Caesar never worried about whether he could learn violent blood, this question is meaningless, as long as Once he gets the information, he can start, the logic is so smooth, as simple as eating and drinking water.

It's just that Caesar didn't put the matter of obtaining the violent blood technology on the agenda for a long time. He was too proud. Caesar believed that he could defeat Chu Zihang without violent blood.

It's a game for Caesar.

But later, Lu Mingfei appeared and brought Kyushu Martial Arts. Although this S-rank is very strong, so strong that he looks like a monster, but I have to say, the game is more interesting, isn't it?

Caesar showed great interest in this.

Martial arts, kung fu, sounds much more interesting than violent blood.

Pushing open the door, the red-haired little witch was waiting against the wall. Nuonuo was blowing bubble gum, her red hair was tied into a ponytail, and her military boots were hitting the ground. Caesar smiled, and it seemed that his fiancee was in a good mood.

"too slow."

Nuonuo looked at him, smiled provocatively, stretched out his hand, and clenched it into a fist.

Caesar moved.

They bumped their fists, waved their hands, turned around, and stared at each other with bright eyes, like a passionate and passionate dance.

This is a popular meeting ceremony among certain groups in the United States.

In the end, Caesar and Nuonuo ended up touching shoulders.

"very good!"

Nuonuo was very satisfied, the girl's smile was bright and sunny.

A while ago, Nuonuo suddenly became interested in street dance and hip-hop, and sometimes went out over the wall at night, drove wildly for hours, and met a group of young men and women in sweaters and hoods in the deserted streets in the early morning.

Carrying the speaker, as soon as it was turned on, the sound waves shook the ground.

Nuonuo loosened her red hair, stood in the middle of the crowd and danced, and the little witch could easily perform difficult moves.

The boys and girls laughed and clapped.

Caesar played the drums.

At this time, Caesar and Nuonuo reconciled and went to find Lu Mingfei.

Caesar looked at the lightly dressed Nuonuo. Although he was wearing a combat uniform, the pistol looked more decorative than practical. The target of this trip might even be a dragon. What is the purpose of carrying such a small pistol?Grinding dragon scales?

"Do you want to bring a bazooka?"

Caesar suggested.

"Forget it."

Nono waved his hand.

"You know what I'm doing."

"Profiling."

"Just make a good tracker."

"In terms of fighting, isn't this... S-rank with you and us?"

She seemed to mean a lot when talking about our S-Class.

This girl really looks like a red fox.

Caesar didn't care. In his opinion, it was normal for Nuonuo to show such a smile.

Caesar nodded.

"Profiling?"

"Indeed, that's enough."

Caesar looked at his fiancée, who seemed to be out for an outing.

Who would have thought that Nuonuo would actually face dragons?

It is also good to carry a light load. When it is really dangerous, Nuonuo can run faster.

Of course, Caesar does not require Nuonuo to outrun the dragons, as long as he can find a place to hide. As she said, he and Lu Shi are the ones fighting.

They saw Lu Mingfei beside the helicopter.

The dragon slayer in the Assassin's Creed uniform was looking down at his phone, which showed a video recorded by Norma.

A man with an old-fashioned face was sweating profusely, kneeling in front of Uesugi Koshi in a big black kimono. He bowed his head deeply. Uesugi Koshi reprimanded him like his grandson.

"This is that Oda?"

Caesar asked.

"Ah."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"The front is more interesting. At the beginning when the uncle came to the door, they were still very disdainful and arrogant. Then the uncle revealed his identity, and Patriarch Xiaotian was shocked. It turned out that Xiaotian, who had met the uncle back then, was still alive. Although he is not Patriarch Xiaotianjia, Patriarch Xiaotian is still alive. You have to call him Father too."

"And that's it."

Lu Mingfei took another look at the image of Oda kneeling on the ground on the screen.

A killing intent flashed in his smiling eyes.

Lu Mingfei saw the humiliation of the modern Far East for a hundred years, and he was very angry. He dared to touch China in such a small country.

The Kyushu where Lu Mingfei lives is very similar to the Far East, so he naturally agrees with the Far East.

However, Lu Mingfei realized that this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

This is no ordinary world.

In the peaceful daily life, there is a dragon river hybrid with a turbulent undercurrent.

The Far East has a vast territory and abundant resources. Even if the technology and military strength on the surface cannot be compared, what about the mixed race?

The chaotic implementation of decapitation tactics can affect the situation of the battle to some extent.

However, looking at the history of modern wars in the Far East, Lu Mingfei has never found relevant information records.

This is worth pondering.

It seems that the Far East is actually a desert of mixed races, and the traces of dragons are all over the world, but there is a vacuum in the Far East.

This situation is abnormal.

Either the Far East is a real hybrid desert, or there is someone beyond people's imagination in this land.

It should be noted that the overbearing is like Kassel, who directly set up a branch in Japan, but only one preparatory class in the Far East, or the alliance with Peking University, which is too deceitful, so who is Kassel deceiving?

Ordinary people?Although there is an Abraham blood contract, it is not to this extent.

Lu Mingfei put away his computer and boarded the plane first.

The helicopter's bundled propellers whipped up a gust of wind.

The pilot is meticulous, with a height of 1.5 meters or even less than 1.5 meters. Sitting in the pilot seat, people can't help but want to remind the children that they have gone wrong. This is an airplane, and the elementary school classroom is not here!
Lu Mingfei entered the cabin, he and Zero nodded, the girl's eyes lit up like ice, followed by Caesar and Nuonuo.

Caesar accidentally saw Her Royal Highness in Kassel here. Although it is normal for Zero to come to Japan, she is an S-level secretary after all. If S-level appears in Japan, Zero will definitely follow.

Just why does Her Royal Highness sit in the cockpit?
It's not a toy for elementary school kids.

Caesar looked around and didn't find any creatures that seemed to be pilots.

Isn't it true that Her Royal Highness killed the pilot?
Caesar wanted to talk to Zero, but looked into the cockpit, but could only see the back of Her Royal Highness's noble head.

Ok.

Caesar shrugged.

Facts have proved that Gattuso's charm does not work for all opposite sexes.

At least not too young.

Zero was wearing a children's version of the combat uniform and a headset. After seeing everyone boarding the plane, he said something to the headset, and then pressed the button.

Strictly speaking, this helicopter was ordered by Caesar to deliver clothes to Lu Mingfei.

It's just that it performed some tasks later, such as sending the head of the family and His Majesty the Shadow Emperor to their loyal Oda family.

Yuan Zhisheng and Uesugi went back as quickly as possible, and even caught up with Lu Mingfei's tactical arrangement, all thanks to this helicopter and pilot.

Now go to Hongjing to rescue the young girl, naturally the sooner the better.

But considering the possibility of confronting dragons and encountering them in mid-air, it is obviously not suitable for ordinary pilots.

It is not impossible for dragons to be empty seats. In fact, the vice principals are an example. When they approached Japan, they encountered dragons.

But what is strange is that the dragon didn't attack the vice principal and the others. The dragon just watched with his pair of golden pupils, like a god casually throwing a glance at the mortal world.

Just a glance would have caused disaster to the vice principal and his party. If it wasn't for the highly skilled pilots and their parachutes taken away, it is estimated that everyone in the plane would have to take pictures of the sea. Under the heavy pressure, there are probably only a few monsters left. Only the high-level hybrids can survive.

Flying a helicopter is even more special, almost facing dragons directly, and ordinary people can't even look at the golden eyes of dragons, let alone complete air maneuvers.

This is where zero comes in handy.

The girl and the pilot looked at each other, she ignited the golden pupils, and the spirit of speech took effect, like a miracle, scenes of pictures were rubbed in the girl's mind, holding the lever, pointer data, high-altitude wind, when Zero looked away, she was a A true master pilot.

Zero pilots the helicopter, with its pedigree, even if it really encounters a dragon, it will not have no room to fight back.

What's more, Zero still has martial arts cultivation, and she is also the pinnacle of body training. After careful calculation, she may be even higher than Caesar.

Zero may break into inhumanity at any time.

Helicopter takes off.

There are not only the original three people in the cabin, but one more.

"Both, Shio Miyamoto, this is the first time we meet, please give me your advice."

Patriarch Miyamoto, also in combat uniform, nodded to Caesar and Nono.

"Hello."

Caesar clasped his fists together, this scene shocked Shio Miyamoto who wanted to shake hands, looked at Caesar who was clasping his fists, and then looked at his blond hair and blue eyes.

Shio Miyamoto: ...

They simply introduce themselves.

No one asked why Lu Mingfei had one more person.

Even if Caesar and Nono are placed in Kassel, where geniuses gather, they belong to the elite, especially Caesar, who can play the role of an excellent commander. Of course, Caesar can also become a powerful warrior.

This time, Lu Mingfei, the command room of the operation, added people temporarily. Lu Mingfei must have his own considerations.

At least to say or not to say, all in Lu Mingfei's mind.

"The destination of our trip is Hongjing."

"The place where the White King hides his remains."

Lu Mingfei said.

"We need to be accompanied by an expert in this field."

"Patriarch Miyamoto can provide us with the necessary help."

Lu Mingfei gave a brief introduction.

Shio Miyamoto is very modest. He straightens his glasses and smiles like a college student who has not yet stepped out of the ivory tower. He is full of bookishness and even looks a bit shy.

Caesar raised an eyebrow, interested.

"White King's well of bones."

"Sounds like an interesting place."

Miyamoto Shio smiled lightly.

"Taking this time, let me introduce you to a few of you."

"Hold on."

Lu Mingfei made a gesture.

He holds down the headset.

"zero."

"audible."

"it is good."

Lu Mingfei nodded to Shio Miyamoto, indicating that he could continue.

Afterwards, Ling will also participate in the operation, and Lu Mingfei believes that she needs to know where the remains are kept.

Shio Miyamoto pondered for a while.

"I'll start from the beginning. Of course, I'll try to be as concise as possible. Hurry up."

Miyamoto Shio smiled.

Speaking of which, looking through the resumes, the person in front of me is actually the senior of everyone present, Shio Miyamoto, the current director of the Yanliu Research Institute, who also studied in Kassel.

It's just that Miyamoto Shio didn't say a word about it.

"Have you heard of the Age of God?

As soon as Shio Miyamoto opened his mouth, it was a Japanese myth.

Some people have researched that Yamata no Orochi in this country is actually a foreign god. One said that it is Xiangliu from the ancient legend of the Far East. This is a monster recorded in the Shan Hai Jing.

Uh, it seems that something strange has been messed in, but, after all, it is the Shan Hai Jing of the recipes of gods and ghosts. Isn't it normal to comment on the taste of two sentences at the same time as it records fierce beasts and gods?
All in all, some people think that Yamata no Orochi is the defeated Xiangliu. In the Far East, Xiangliu was beheaded by someone, and in a rage, he ran to Japan to make trouble.

It makes sense when you think about it. You see, nine minus one equals eight, so Xiangliu turned into an eight-headed Yamata no Orochi, which sounds full of the beauty of mathematical logic.

But in Miyamoto Shio's mouth, there is a brand new version of the origin of Yamata no Orochi.

This is the legacy of the White King.

The Dead Sea documents record that the black king killed the white king.

But that's a dragon.

It is still a terrifying figure above the four monarchs.

With the Black King as the source, the four great monarchs and the hybrids that are all over the world today were born.

What about the white king, who is equal to the black king?
It was later proved that the black king did not completely kill the white king, or in other words, the white king's vitality was too tenacious to kill even the black king easily.

Moreover, the White King not only survived, but also continued his bloodline and created his bloodline.

So there are the three noble lives of Japanese mythology, Amaterasu, Tsukiyomi, and Susanoo.

Caesar's expression changed.

"That is to say."

"Your big head, is the first generation?"

This is a very simple reasoning. Since the White King and the Black King have the same personality, then Yuan Zhisheng of Amaterasu Ming also has the same personality as the Four Great Monarchs.

But Caesar couldn't connect Yuan Zhisheng with the four monarchs.

It's not that Yuan Zhisheng is too weak.

As a mixed race, Yuan Zhisheng is very strong.

It should be said that Yuan Zhisheng has already stood at the apex of the mixed race.

But his target is the four monarchs.

The gap is too big.

Shio Miyamoto adjusted his glasses.

"According to reason, it is like this."

"But there must be something wrong."

Lu Mingfei thought of the terrifying potential he had felt in Yuan Zhisheng's body.

Yuan Zhisheng is like the tip of an iceberg, the power he possesses now is an iceberg exposed to the sea, and the potential, Yuan Zhisheng's potential is not the part under the iceberg, but the entire ocean.

(End of this chapter)