Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 1 Start being a mortal today
"Abadon!"

Facing the enemy standing on the mountain of corpses, Lu Mingfei roared furiously.

The numerous corpses under his feet are all his fighting brothers.

"Lu Mingfei!"

Abaddon also roared not to be outdone.

In this unprecedented war, the Chapter Master also inflicted immeasurable losses on his Black Legion.

"Come on, let me see how much dignity you still have as a warrior."

Lu Mingfei waved the "Cold Glory" in his hand. This holy relic was jointly forged by a super-alpha-level psyker and a sage of Mechanicus.

Even among the vast sea of ​​holy relics, it is a rare treasure.

In the hands of this millennium veteran, it can even exert a power no less than that of the Primarch weapon.

"I'll hang your head in my braids."

Facing Lu Mingfei's provocation, Abaddon responded contemptuously.

Even after being severely wounded by two Gray Knight squads, the Chaos Warmaster still possesses terrifying powers of blasphemy.

After all, the dignity of a soldier is only above the sword, and in the blink of an eye, the two giants collided with each other across a distance of more than 20 meters.

The holy sword collided with the demon sword, and the shock wave generated even scraped off the ground by more than ten centimeters.

Without a word, without a look, only one of the Emperor's Chosen and the Warmaster of Chaos can return to their god.

One is the leader of the battle group, and the other is a veteran of ten thousand years. Their martial arts have reached the pinnacle of the entire galaxy.

There is no doubt about the fighting will of both sides, and the final decision is the weapon.

After another confrontation, "Icy Glory" groaned in pain, cracks appeared on its flawless blade, and the powerful power field also produced chaotic currents.

The holy relic has reached its limit. After all, it is only a mortal artifact and cannot really match the magic sword Draconian.

It was the sword that mortally wounded the Emperor, the product of the first murder of man, the symbol of the ruin of the Empire.

"no way!"

Lu Mingfei stared at the red and blue magic sword.

He will never allow anyone to hurt the Emperor again, and he will never allow any existence to destroy the Human Empire.

"Abadon, come with me to meet the Emperor."

Lu Mingfei pounced forward, but the magic sword still pierced his chest.

At the same time, he swung the holy sword with all his might, severing half of Abaddon's neck.

"Die! For humanity and the Emperor!"

Lu Mingfei exhausted his last strength, raised his head and slammed into the sky braid.

"Where am I?"

Lu Mingfei woke up from his sweet dream.

Space Marines don't dream, and neural knots implanted in their brains alter their sleeping patterns so that they are always half awake.

And he dreamed of a glorious victory, when the Chaos Gods and their minions were overwhelmed by the hordes of Astartes and Astra Militarum, and the xenos and heretics were destroyed by countless bipolar torpedoes, and the galaxy finally reaped purity and peace.

And he and his fighting brothers were finally able to let go of their eternal responsibilities and return home.

But this is obviously false, Lu Mingfei believes that that day will come eventually, but he should witness it with his own hands, not in a dream.

"Who? A trick of the Chaos Wizard?"

He quickly sobered up and began to look around.

A small room full of mortal stuff and unnecessary frills.

On the opposite bed lay a sleeping human boy, short and fat.

"No threat."

Lu Mingfei quickly made an assessment, and then fell into thinking.

"Who is he?"

Using the meditation techniques taught to him by the white-scar veteran, Lu Mingfei quickly entered the depths of the memory palace.

"He is Lu Mingze, my cousin."

"I'm Lu Mingfei, a freshman in Shilan High School."

Digging through long-lost memories can be a hassle, especially when you have more than 1000 years of memory.

Fortunately, White Scar's meditation skills are well-deserved, and he finally recalled the experience before traveling to the Warhammer world.

"are you back?"

Lu Mingfei was a little lost, but also a little relieved.

In that war-torn world, he finally found the meaning of existence, and finally did not know what loneliness is.

But the endless fighting for thousands of years has also exhausted him physically and mentally. After returning to this peaceful and safe world, he may be able to rest.

"Emperor, if it is your will."

Lu Mingfei prayed silently in his heart.

After a while, his expression changed, as if he had received some inspiration.

"Follow the emperor's orders."

Before the emperor issues new orders, Lu Mingfei will enjoy this precious leisure time.

"Brother, are you going to play StarCraft tomorrow?"

On the open laptop on the table, a person with the panda ID "Old Tang" sent a message.

interstellar?Starcraft.

He remembered the name of that game, which was his favorite entertainment before time travel, and the only thing he could be proud of.

Of course, now he doesn't need it anymore.

However, the word brother still touched Lu Mingfei a bit.

"Sorry brother, I don't have time recently."

he replied politely.

Lu Mingfei didn't mind playing with Old Tang, after all, they were good friends before crossing.

It's just that he hasn't played the game for thousands of years, and the operation has been completely forgotten.

Fighting against Old Tang at such a level is not in line with Lu Mingfei's self-requirement, and it is also disrespectful to Old Tang.

"Okay, let's talk about it when you are free. But it's strange, don't you usually call me Old Tang?"

Old Tang at the other end seemed a little puzzled.

"All brothers in the world. Well, my aunt is here, so I'll go first."

Lu Mingfei tried his best to imitate his former self, found an excuse and slipped away.

If he said a few more words, he was afraid that he would reveal his secrets.

After turning off the computer, Lu Mingfei went back to his bed and lay down.

He knew he had a lot to do, but right now, all he wanted was some real, full sleep.

Having said that, the long-standing habit still made him wake up early in the morning.

Lu Mingfei sat on the bed in a daze for a while.

If he was still on the mothership, a chapter servant would have come to clean his body by now, and then put on power armor.

But now, everything needs to be done by himself.

Not too bad.

After all, while Superman's physique gave him extraordinary strength, it also gave him extraordinary trouble.

Lu Mingfei put on his clothes, ignored his cousin who was sleeping like a pig, and went to the toilet to wash up.

Basically, the whole process went very smoothly.

He didn't use the wrong toothbrush or take the wrong towel.

Although he squeezed out half of the toothpaste and his gums bled because he brushed too hard, but as long as he destroyed the evidence, nothing would happen.

"This body is too weak."

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

I am used to manipulating the power armor that weighs several tons, but now I feel various inconveniences when operating this 100-jin body.

"It's time to strengthen the exercise."

Even in temporary retirement, the Emperor's warriors should have a strong physique.

"I need money."

During breakfast, Lu Mingfei said directly.

The three stopped their chopsticks and looked at him, not knowing what to say for a while.

They never remembered that Lu Mingfei still asked for money so confidently.

Even the comics are from Lu Mingze.

"What do you want the money for?"

Uncle Lu Gucheng was the first to react and asked curiously.

At the same time, he also had some guesses in his mind.

What do the freshman in high school want money for, nothing more than going to Internet cafes, buying magazines, buying snacks, and at most, buying milk tea for girls.

If the amount is not large, Lu Gucheng is still willing to give it.

Although the financial power is not in his hands, he still saved a little money from his private house.

"Get a fitness card."

Lu Mingfei replied.

"what?!"

The three of them were collectively shocked.

Lu Mingfei said he wants to apply for a fitness card?

"what!"

Lu Gucheng let out a scream.

It turned out that it was my aunt who pinched his thigh to make sure that he was not dreaming.

"No, you're still working out, and you won't go after a few days. It's a waste of money."

After confirming that it was not a dream, my aunt refused decisively.

"I'm going to stick with it and not waste money."

Lu Mingfei replied.

"That won't work either. You and I don't know yet. We spend three days fishing and two days drying nets for everything."

Aunt firmly refused.

The main reason is that the fitness card sounds very expensive. Lu Mingze High School has more places to spend money, and she is reluctant to spend this money.

"The money sent by my parents should be enough."

Lu Mingfei looked at her.

Not only is it enough, it should be more than enough.

He has a pair of parents he hasn't seen for many years, and regularly sends money back from abroad.

Thanks to that money, he can go to a private noble high school, and his uncle and aunt can also buy a small-displacement BMW.

Uncle has money to buy some high-quality imitation brands, and aunt can lose big at the mahjong table.

Even his cousin Lu Mingze was able to throw coins in the school to get the name "Prince Ze".

Lu Mingfei didn't care too much before, his parents didn't care about him, and how much he could demand from his uncle and aunt.

Now he doesn't care, as long as they meet his needs.

"How is it enough? Do you know how much you have to pay for a year's tuition?"

My aunt choked for a moment, and immediately yelled again not to be outdone.

"Okay, okay, it's a good thing for Ming Fei to want to exercise, and he can also use Kamingze."

Uncle smoothed things over.

The aunt was stunned, and then looked at Lu Mingze who was 160 tall and weighed 160.

"that is all."

She put down the 2000 yuan and went back to the room.

Today the little sisters are going to test the waters in a new teahouse, so they have to dress up.

The uncle winked at Lu Mingfei, while Lu Mingze glared at him.

Lu Mingfei smiled back at his uncle, but ignored Lu Mingze.

After changing his shoes and going out, Lu Mingze stopped him.

"Hey, don't you really want to go to the gym?"

The gas tank said rudely.

"Yes."

He nodded.

"Just like you, you won't become handsome after exercising."

Lu Mingze said unhappily.

"Fitness is about getting stronger."

Lu Mingfei was in the right mood, so he didn't mind giving him a little patience.

"Become stronger? What's the use of becoming stronger?"

Lu Mingze looked at him suspiciously.

"Twist the throat of fate."

When he said the last two words, Lu Mingfei couldn't help showing a sinister smile.

The cousin of the gas tank was startled, and then forced a laugh out of self-esteem.

"Hmph, second-year illness."

Then ran away.

"I'm a second child, what are you?"

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

Don't think he doesn't know, Lu Mingze's online name is "Lonely Snake", and he will post some photos pretending to cut his wrists with red ink.

If he suffers from the Second Second Disease, then Lu Mingze is at the terminal stage of the Second Second Disease.

Lu Mingfei also built a trumpet called "The Notch of the Setting Sun", which was specially used to tease Lu Mingze.

Of course, he would definitely not do such a boring thing now.

The delicate and pretty loli who once haunted the gas tank cousin, has since been forgotten in the rivers and lakes.

(End of this chapter)