Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 104 The Invincible Lu Mingfei Has Fallen

Khorne worships war and blood.

Tzeentch masters knowledge and change.

Slaanesh who indulges in enjoyment and pleasure.

Likes Nurgle, corrupt and unchanging.

They are evil gods born of the warp and a source of pain to many races in the galaxy.

They live on the emotions and desires of intelligent beings, but take pleasure in torturing intelligent beings.

They are against each other, wishing to cause each other to die.

They often cooperate to kill those who would threaten them in their cradle.

They are, the root of all evil.

"Father, what do you want to do?!"

Even a thousand-year-old mind cannot accept this scene. Their genetic father turned out to be the earliest traitor!

Of course the Primarch, unaware that his gene-child was struggling, took his own sword and gave it to another Primarch.

"Brother, if there is anything wrong, kill me."

he said quietly.

"Don't worry, I won't give you a chance to fight back."

The other Primarch snorted, and drew out a strangely shaped long knife like a crescent moon.

"O great race that once ruled the entire galaxy, now is the time to test your strength."

The Primarch stretched out his finger, and blue psychic ripples immediately appeared in the air.

This is his psionic space, and he will put those things that are inconvenient to be placed in the real universe in it.

Except for a few people, no one can detect the existence of this space and steal things from it.

The primarch reached out and pulled something out of it.

It was a fist-sized cube covered with green glowing runes.

Another Primarch glanced at the thing with apprehension, but a very terrifying thing was imprisoned inside.

If it was the heyday of this thing, even the Great Demon of the Four Gods of Chaos would be crushed and flattened by him.

Even if it is broken into pieces now, it still exists beyond imagination, and this piece of pieces is extraordinarily large.

"Lend me your strength, my sons and warriors."

The primarch said softly.

"One for all, one for all."

The souls of all the Legionnaires heard the call of the Gene-Father, and they stretched out their hands while chanting the Legion's battle cry.

Countless psionic energies gathered into a pure white psionic lightning, tearing open the gap in the subspace, and descending on the Primarch.

Blessed with such enormous psychic energy, even the body created by the Emperor himself was a heavy burden. The Primarch's entire body radiated blinding psychic light, and his eyes radiated white light enough to illuminate the planet.

"You really look like our father now."

Another primarch sarcastically.

"Unfortunately he doesn't think so."

The Primarch smiled lightly.

"Ok?"

His gaze suddenly turned to an open space.

Another primarch raised his scimitar warily, only to find that there was nothing there.

"What are you looking at?"

he asked suspiciously.

The primarch shook his head, said nothing, just watched quietly.

On the open space that seemed to be empty, Lu Mingfei was looking at the gene father with a complicated expression.

After a moment, the primarch looked away.

"let's start."

He put the cube into the groove, and after a terrifying howl, the four symbols shone brighter than the Primarch.

"chaos!"

Four completely different huge wills washed over this giant planet. Lu Mingfei only had time to see the Primarch stretching out a finger towards him before falling into endless darkness.

The invincible Lu Mingfei fell down.

When Chu Zihang saw his collapsed body like Buzhou Mountain, his eyes were shattered.

The golden pupils bloomed with unprecedented light, the ancient dragon text jumped around his mouth, and the power of the elements gathered with his orders.

The burning breath filled the air, and the air above Chu Zihang's head became distorted and blurred, as if it was being burned by high temperature.

Even the mindless Deadpool instinctively sensed the danger, and rushed towards him frantically.

"Hey, hold back your big move at this time."

Finger had no choice but to open the Word Spirit Bronze Throne.

Like a resurrected Greek bronze statue, he held a sword in one hand and a gun in the other, protecting Chu Zihang and Erika Uesugi from the crowd of demons.

"Fortunately, I borrowed Junior Brother Lu's big gun to play, otherwise ordinary guns really can't hit these monsters."

Fingel thought happily as he shot through the snake-like deadpools with the armor-piercing revolver.

He took time out of his busy schedule to glance at Lu Mingfei, that stalwart body still did not stand up.

Gold and white shimmers emanated from his pores, flickering on and off like light bulbs with a bad connection.

"Junior brother, you can't have something to do."

Finger muttered silently, then swung the huge sword with one hand and chopped a snake-shaped Deadpool who jumped towards Chu Zihang.

The long incantation was finally finished, and the power beyond human comprehension gathered in front of Chu Zihang, waiting to explode.

"Fuck, another indiscriminate attack."

Based on Fingel's experience, of course he could judge the effect of this relatively obvious speech, and immediately pushed Uesugi Erika down and covered her with his body.

Having lost all worries, Chu Zihang immediately released Yan Ling.

It was the first time to release such a powerful word spirit, and the dragon's blood and the emperor's light conflicted with each other, so he was under great pressure.

A huge sound wave exploded like a napalm bomb explosion, and the manic flames swept across an area with a radius of 5 meters like a tsunami.

Longwen's power violently and recklessly destroys the balance of elements, only seeking to achieve the maximum lethality, just like a brat throwing firecrackers into a biogas pit.

All snake-like deadpools are set on fire, and the rich oil in their bodies is the best combustion accelerant.

They opened their mouths and howled silently, as if they were venting their pain, but at the same time they seemed to be celebrating their relief.

Fingel sniffed, in addition to the burnt smell, there was also an attractive smell of meat.

After thinking of the appearance of the snake-shaped deadpool, he retched twice with nausea.

"Awesome, I thought that only Mr. Lu was the real hero, but I didn't expect that his subordinates are also rare and strong."

The familiar emphasis reappeared, and a mask of a public servant came out of the darkness.

He looked at Lu Mingfei who was lying on the ground, and showed a smug smile.

When a person is invincible in the world, the biggest enemy becomes himself.

Speaking of Ling Nightmare Tapir, it was his gift for Lu Mingfei.

Although Chu Zihang's eloquence was beyond Wang Jiang's expectation, it was harmless.

After all, it's just a humanoid bomb, as long as it's not for Lu Mingfei's unreasonable power, he won't be able to turn the world upside down.

Now, it's time to send this god of death back to heaven.

General Wang pulled out a small knife from his waist. This knife is called Fugu Wan, and it is a rare poisonous blade.

Its blade is hollow and contains 33 kinds of alchemy poisons. Whether it is a human or a dragon, as long as it is scratched, it will turn into a puddle of pus and blood.

But the poison was only enough for three uses, and the king had already used it twice before he got it.

The remaining opportunity is extremely precious, so he has been reluctant to use it.

Now Fugumaru finally has a target worthy of it.

The king's body suddenly swelled, and sharp scales cut his skin and grew out of his flesh.

The gigantic muscle fibers are as ugly as a skinned frog.

But the king didn't care, he not only wanted to poison Lu Mingfei to death, but also cut off his head.

Of course Chu Zihang would not let him succeed, he forcibly squeezed the power of the dragon blood in his body, and the complicated syllables came out of his mouth again.

"Be careful, Mr. Chu. You don't want to blow up your brothers to death, do you?"

The king made a silent gesture to him.

Chu Zihang angrily canceled Yan Ling.

If I had known it earlier, I would have suggested that Lu Mingfei keep the shape of the Ultra Sora’s leather holster, the protective power of the hood is enough to ensure his survival under the explosion.

"What a good boy."

General Wang said with satisfaction.

He walked to Lu Mingfei's side and quietly admired it.

What a handsome face, what a fit body, every muscle contained explosive strength.

And unlike those deformed snake-like deadpools, his body outline is full of the beauty of human health.

Wang Jiang hesitated for a moment. It is a pity to kill such a good body. If he can be made into an Onimusha, it will be enough to become another trump card for him.

Compared with the Dragon King who has been trying to bring him down, Lu Mingfei is undoubtedly a better tool.

"boom!"

The huge gunshot interrupted his thoughts, Yan Ling·Clean Land was activated, the speed of the bullet was greatly reduced by the interference of the high-speed airflow, and the general Wang easily dodged it.

The power of the same word spirit used by different bloodlines is very different, and the body used by the king is naturally much higher than the bloodline level of those fierce ghosts encountered at sea.

"Damn, this guy is really annoying."

Fingel couldn't help cursing.

After killing one, another will come again, and each one is not weak. What kind of king is he called, just call him Dashewan.

General Wang ignored his yelling, but this shot made him sober.

His spirit of speech can only tamper with the thinking of people with weak mental power, even if Lu Mingfei's spirit is trapped by the spirit of speech and nightmare, it is very dangerous.

In case the tampering failed and he was awakened instead, it would be a waste of money.

But I really want this perfect human body.

Wang Jiang was caught in a tangle.

"Why are you fighting?"

Erik tugged at the corner of Chu Zihang's clothes and showed him the book.

Chu Zihang sighed, even he was not in the mood to explain now.

But Fingel had an idea and said to him.

"Tell her that this is a bad man, an enemy of her brother."

Chu Zihang immediately understood what he meant, but couldn't say it.

Erika is so innocent, lying to her is like lying to his mother.

"Don't be morally clean there, brother, your regiment leader is going to die."

Fingel shouted anxiously.

Chu Zihang gritted his teeth, and said to Erika with difficulty.

"They are your brother's enemies, and they want to kill your brother's friends."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, not daring to meet those pure eyes.

"Friends? (⊙.⊙)"

Erika tilted her head.

That's right, my brother ate ramen with them, and allowed her to play with them, and they even took Erika to ride in a car that they had never ridden before.

Erika thought about it in her small head and came to a conclusion.

"Hmm! It's a friend! ╭(′▽`)╭(′▽`)╯"

Since she is her friend, no one else is allowed to touch her!

Erika puffed up her cheeks angrily, and opened her lips that had been tightly shut.

(End of this chapter)