Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 142 Immemorial Permission·Dream Bubble
Lu Mingfei ignored her words, but walked towards her step by step with the Wuwei sword upside down.

Looking at the gradually approaching figure, Izanami actually felt a little nervous.

When she realized this, a sense of humiliation flooded her heart instantly.

She, the greatest creation of the Black King, the divine dragon with spiritual power, the only ruler of the world, the white emperor.

To be nervous about a human being?
Izanami was out of anger, and she realized that she had to kill the human, otherwise she would not be able to rekindle the courage to challenge the Black King.

The lava-like golden pupils burned wantonly, and the hyphae that were constantly repairing the body also shrank into the body.

Izanami's two faces became solemn and solemn, and the dragon text that had never been recorded in any classics was quickly woven into an epic swan song.

She will release her own word spirit, the manifestation of the power leading to the root of the world.

The blond man in a top hat stood on a boat, quietly watching the bustling city.

He could feel the elements being mobilized crazily, and the two worlds inside and outside were going out of balance.

The sea water is rising, the volcano is shaking, the fish swimming on the bottom of the sea and the birds in the sky have already sensed the danger and desperately want to escape from this sea area.

Only human beings still don't know it, and they are still dreaming their little lucky daily dreams.

"The white emperor sat on a large chariot carried by hundreds of people, and her footprints crossed the ocean and continents to the red plateau at the end of the earth.

"The servants dressed in copper and gold raised long banners covering the sky for her. The blood of the enemy splashed on those long banners soaring into the sky, and it took three full days to flow into the ground."

"Wherever she went, she built cities with the dead bones of her enemies as the foundation, and all the cities were connected into an impenetrable giant wall. From then on, the south of the giant wall was her imperial city, and all the conquered races were exiled to the north of the giant wall. , only wailed in the ice and snow, praying for the sun to rise earlier and give them a little warmth."

The blond man recited an ancient prophecy with a mocking smile on his lips.

The Black King once said, "On the day I come back to the world, all rebels will die", and the Four Great Monarchs also said similar maxims.

These kings who once ruled the world seem to like to say some harsh words before they die, so that future generations will live in their shadows in constant anxiety.

However, times do change.

Now human beings no longer need to steal the blood of dragons to have the power to destroy the world, and the current dragons no longer need to fight with claws and teeth.

He just needs to stand here and wait for a result, whether it is a man or a god who wins, he will take all the dealer.

"What is that guy laughing at?"

Mai Shutoku plucked at her hair, the humid air made her scalp itchy.

"Have you watched anime?"

Su Enxi asked back.

"Of course, I'm Japanese."

Mai Tokuro said.

It's possible to find someone in Japan who doesn't like anime, but it's almost impossible to find someone who hasn't watched anime.

"Won't the villains in the anime all smile wickedly when they think their plot has succeeded?"

Su Enxi said.

"Hey, you're reading Hong Kong comics, right?"

Mai Shutoku corrects her misunderstanding about the anime.

"You'd be better off focusing on the target than caring about the manga."

Su Enxi said lightly.

"What the boss wants us to do, he didn't say to kill him, he didn't say not to kill him, he just let us figure it out."

Mai Tokuku said in distress.

As a migrant worker, what I am most afraid of is that the boss will let me do what I want.

If it is done well, it is the boss's leadership, and if it is not done well, it is the responsibility of the boss.

"The boss probably knows that you can't kill him."

Su Enxi said.

"I can't kill him?"

Mai Tokuku was not happy when he heard this.

"Look at this big gun muzzle, look at this big bullet, look at these long legs, which one can't kill him ten or eight times?"

"What if the opposite is the Dragon King?"

Su Enxi asked.

"Dragon King? Not at all."

Jiu De Mai shrank his neck.

Although she yelled fiercely, the four kings were the real murderers, and all of them were masters who would destroy the world at every turn.

She doesn't know if she can destroy the world, but it is not a problem to destroy her little hybrid.

"I don't know either, but if you dare to use King Bai as a game, he can't be an ordinary mixed race."

Su Enxi shook her head.

"Then what are we going to do?"

Mai Tokuku became a little impatient.

"Wait, stop him when he's about to do something."

Su Enxi said.

This is the optimal solution that she calculated with Yanling·Tianyan, and it is stopped by static.

"Okay. Sigh, I don't know if the Holy Angel Beast knows how hard we have worked for him."

Mai Tokuku sighed.

"When he comes out, you can tell him and ask him to pay you."

Su Enxi said.

"Forget it, I'm afraid he will arrest me and torture me as soon as we meet."

Mai Toku shook his head in horror.

The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind, and in the cage, two ferocious beasts are preparing for the final fight.

"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams and bubbles, like mist and lightning, and should be viewed in this way."

Listening to Izanami's Dragon Man, Minamoto recited Buddhist verses in her sleep.

"He still reads poems while sleeping, it's quite romantic."

Fingel complained, then glanced outside inadvertently.

"Fuck."

He subconsciously let out a cry.

I saw that rainbow-like hoods rose from the edges in all directions and closed to them, and the entire Night Food Plain was shrouded in the realm of words and spirits.

Izanami's body was slightly stooped, and both mouths were breathing heavily at the same time.

Even when she was in full bloom, it was not an easy task to release such a speech spirit, not to mention that she is not a complete dragon body yet.

Fortunately, she is now in the Food of the Night, and the special nature of the Nibelungen just fits this spirit of speech.

Privileges of Immemorial Dream Bubble.

Ling Ling·Whirling World can construct an illusory world in the brains of multiple people. The releaser can let the target enter his own illusion in a large field centered on himself. Everything suffered in the illusion will be reflected in reality. .

It can create group dreams out of thin air without eye contact, subjecting the dreamer to eternal torment or endless pleasure.

Reality and illusion are blurred in the whirling world, and people who are immersed in it cannot extricate themselves.

But the Primordial Authority·Dream Bubble is much more terrifying. The releaser can realize everything in his memory in the domain. The deeper the memory, the deeper the understanding, the closer the manifested things are to the original.

Moreover, people trapped in the dream bubble will use their own spirit to maintain the world. Even if the releaser dies, as long as there are intelligent creatures in the field, the spirit of speech will continue.

Of course, compared to the whirling world instilling designated illusions, the fantasy bubbles in which the released will participate are a little more uncertain.

But the released person can't control what memory they manifest, and who else's memory can compare to her, the white emperor who has lived for countless tens of thousands of years?

(End of this chapter)