Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 357 Prophecy and Evolution

In Tokyo Bay, Ander's body fell weakly on the surface of the sea, and he turned into a human form in the light. His feet stepped on the water, like the Holy Son in the rumors of the Christianity, but that was just the magical effect of walking on water.

Lu Mingfei flapped his wings and followed behind Ander. Ander turned his head and looked at Lu Mingfei's strange face: "Should I call you Mingfei, or number zero?"

"Brother is going to sleep for a while, I'll take over." Lu Mingfei, no, it should be said that No. [-] greeted Ander, and then looked at Bai Wang who was smashed at the bottom of Tokyo Bay, with deep eyes, Passing through the rough sea, he saw the sealed White King below.

"Since you're here to take over, help me get that thing up there." Ender sighed, turned around and walked towards the seaside of Tokyo Bay. The shambling figure looked so weak, but Zero turned his head in disdain. The white body jumped into the water like an agile dolphin.

Hearing the sound of falling into the water, Ander straightened his stooped body instantly, but his face was somewhat disappointed, and he said in a low voice, "I thought he would take the opportunity to attack me."

The place of the battle was not too far from the shore. Ander sat on the shore, beside a painted magic circle, dotted with exquisite gemstones and dragon blood from Ender himself. His yachts lined up in Tokyo Bay Zhong looked into the distance and saw a boy floating to the surface holding a huge monster.

The dark clouds and black mist in the sky were gradually dissipating, and a beam of afternoon sunlight shone on the marble-like body. His skin was shining, full of vitality.

Even better without those disgusting white scales and ugly wings.

Ender thought so.

The nature of human beings has double standards, and Ander, the brass dragon, is no exception. He really thinks that Lu Mingfei's appearance is not good-looking. To be honest, he is just a little better than Deadpool. It always reminds Ander of himself. The white dragon that I have encountered before.

In the distance, Lu Mingfei flew over carrying King Bai's body. Now King Bai is in a strange state. The power from another dragon king is raging in his body. with his rebirth.

"This look reminds me of a little guy." Ender looked at Number Zero with a smile. This state is very similar to Number Zero who was sealed by Kungunir, but Ender didn't intend to let the White King continue to be so comfortable. go down.

Number Zero turned his head and sat down cross-legged, with a weak voice: "Mr. Ander, brother, please."

"What, you're going to die?" Ender dragged Bai Wang's body: "Then I'll open some champagne to celebrate."

No. Zero ignored Ender's ridicule, and just continued: "You are a very powerful guy. You broke my script and made my brother different. I don't like the current brother very much, but this is not bad..."

"Then your script is really bad." Ender tilted his head: "I'm curious, what were you monsters thinking back then, and how that black guy named Nigelhold created you guys. "

Zero did not answer Ender's question, but said something else: "Mr. Ender, do you believe in prophecy?"

"I believe it, or I don't believe it," Ander's answer was very slick, with the smell of Mao Dun's literary award, and a little bit of human determination: "It depends on whether the prophecy is beneficial to me."

"The dragon clan is a group of poor abandoned clans. Their eyes can see the past, and they can also see the infinite future. The future of every dragon clan is predetermined, from birth, even before birth."

The eyes of number zero are so deep, he sat on the ground, frowned, changed his posture, sat there sideways, and then said: "All things are recorded on the bronze pillar in the city center, raise your head every day, Then you can see your own birth and death, so what's the point now?"

"It sounds like you pseudo-dragons became a bunch of nihilists, so you self-destructed?" Ender sneered mercilessly. "In a sense, you are probably stupid."

Zero raised his head, the sun was dispelling the weird smoke, the wind and rain began to subside, and a beam of light produced by the Tyndall effect appeared in the foggy sky, everything looked like the aftermath of a catastrophe.

"So I'm very happy. It may be a good thing for me to break the established script. Mr. Ender, you did a good job, you did a good job."

Number Zero was rambling on, but his voice became lower and lower: "If it was you, maybe the final ending would be better?..."

Ander turned his head, but saw Lu Mingfei's body lying on the ground, snoring like thunder. Ander rolled his eyes helplessly, and threw the sealed White King into the sacrificial circle.

The magic power was released slowly, and the huge White King's body began to twitch. A white crystal gradually precipitated from the keel cross inserted into the White King's chest from the shoulder, and a strange force rushed from Ender's back and penetrated into the White King's in the body.

At this moment, the sleeping human beings in Tokyo began to wake up, and the crowd panicked, screaming horribly, accompanied by the sound of vehicle horns and the messy electronic noise on the radio.

And all of this has nothing to do with Ander, the White King in the magic circle trembled, his beast-like eyes suddenly became a little clearer, he turned his head with difficulty, and looked at Ander who was squatting beside him.

"I still lost," a somewhat familiar voice said from King Bai's mouth: "It's still too much to rely on humans to master the power of gods..."

"Okay, shut up," Ender mercilessly stopped what the other party wanted to say: "We are not some sensational movie, and I am not interested in hearing your last words."

Bai Wang, or Hans, ignored Ender's taunt and continued, "What we pursue is the evolution of life, but we forget that the direction of life evolution is not to be strong, but to survive."

"That's great, a bunch of illiterates who haven't even learned the theory of evolution have set up a cult, no wonder you are like a third-rate villain." Ender raised his eyebrows: "Speaking of which, does your sect have a name? Church sounds stupid."

Hans grinned, as if he wanted to laugh, and finally looked up at the sky that was starting to clear, and replied: "The sect has no name, we are just a group of idiots who want to transform into dragons...crazy...seekers, if the secret party is hard If you want to call us by a proper... name, let's call us the Ivo Sect."

"Ivo? Evolve (evolve)?" Ender shrugged. "It's really bad. I thought you could speak German."

"The author of the theory of evolution is an Englishman." Hans forced himself to say the last sentence, and then his body began to melt drastically, turning into white ooze all over the floor, and a fragmented brain.

On the keel cross, a white gem appeared on its top, shining like a star in the sun.

(End of this chapter)