Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 231 The Emperor's Flame Extinct

"what is that?"

Lu Mingfei also looked at Green Heart.

"I don't know, but it must be something from that era. Find a way to destroy it, otherwise humans and dragons will be in bad luck."

There was a rare trace of tension in the prince's tone.

"How to do it?"

Lu Mingfei held the Dragon Slaying Sword, and the dragon pattern on the sword gradually emitted light.

"This thing is probably able to disintegrate the spirit of speech. I will use Time Zero to assist you, and you can go up and chop it."

said the prince.

"Uesugi Erika, bless me."

Lu Mingfei turned around and ordered.

"Oh!"

Uesugi Erika, who was looking at the heart curiously, quickly recovered and agreed, and the death power of Long Wenhua's work, as obscure as the death of the dead, was attached to the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Word Spirit Judgment is also a very useful Word Spirit in Extreme Danger. It can be short-range or long-range, and can be used as the main attack or assist teammates.

It's just that the load on the body is too great. After using the word spirit, Uesugi Erika's body is steaming like a steamer, and the golden skull on her forehead is constantly flashing, suppressing the blood of the ancient dragon in her body.

"Judgment? It's powerful, but I don't know if it's useful."

The prince recognized the exclusive speech spirit of the White King's bloodline at a glance.

Is it useful to add that it’s like Lu Mingfei doesn’t believe in the existence of the God of Myriad Machines, but it doesn’t prevent him from applying holy oil to his weapons before he goes out to battle, and let the technical sergeants or mechanical priests help him praise the machine soul.

With the blessing of time zero, Lu Mingfei is like a fighter jet racing on the ground.

A sound barrier was formed in front of him, and he broke it brutally.

The hem of the windbreaker was dragged behind, like the tail of an airplane, or like a wave of air.

But no matter how fast a fighter jet is, it cannot compare to teleportation.

He just took two steps, and the green heart beat suddenly.

The hearts of all the people present were also beating, and Lu Mingfei's feeling was the strongest.

Extreme weakness spread from the heart to the whole body, as if massive bleeding and severe hypoxia occurred at the same time.

He took a deep breath, two hearts pumped at the same time, three lungs sucked in air and delivered oxygen at the same time, and the feeling of weakness immediately eased a lot.

But this brief sluggishness has given the green heart a chance, it beats again and then disappears in place.

In the next second, it appeared in front of the high priest, and then bit his chest.

Yes, the green heart grew a sharp mouth like a meatball, biting the high priest's chest firmly.

The high priest trembled and wanted to tear it apart, but as soon as his hands touched it, his eyes became cloudy.

He held the green heart silently and pressed it into his chest.

The high priest tore off his robe, densely packed eyes spread all over his body, and pustules similar to meat balls began to emerge on the surface of the skin.

"Weak body, but it's better than nothing."

The high priest licked the pus on his arm and said to himself.

Then, he looked over Lu Mingfei to the prince.

"Familiar smell, but with a lot of disguise. Let me guess, who are you?"

The high priest said grimly.

"Tezcatlipoca, you have become that monster, and you have to be resurrected with a human body. The more you live, the more you go back."

The prince sneered.

"Aren't you also acting in the image of a human being? Besides, that's not a monster, it's a real high-level life, much higher than humans and dragons."

Tezcatlipoca retorted.

"Where is this old antique you dug up from?"

the prince asked.

"So it was you, Wang. Why, after tens of thousands of years, did you finally remember to visit your old subordinate?"

Tezcatlipoca pretended to be enlightened, and even saluted in a pretentious manner.

"Come on, when did you admit that you are my subordinate. But just like Tanvadari, you are protecting yourself under the banner of the king."

The prince scoffed at his hypocrisy.

"Don't compare me with the trash like Tanvadari. It has been researched for so many years and has not created a man-made dragon king, but I have found a creation that is greater than the dragon king."

Tezcatlipoca said in a bad tone.

At the beginning, it was the same as Tan Fantari, a well-known research madman among the Dragon Clan.

It's just that Tanvantari is obsessed with alchemy, but its research direction is the technology of the lost age.

One is obsessed with innovation, the other is obsessed with retro, and the two dragons have always been indifferent.

If it weren't for being busy with research and being blocked by the monarchs on both sides, the academic level would have been distinguished by physical means.

"This is the great creation you found? It turned you into a meatball without a face, and even a sense of self."

The prince pointed to the protruding heart on his chest.

"Weak creatures always have to pay a price to accept the transformation of advanced civilizations. And I have already arranged a backhand, and now I have evolved into a truly perfect creature."

Tezcatlipoca raised his arm proudly, and the pustules ruptured widely with his movement.

"If your definition of perfection is uglier than Deadpool, then I congratulate you, you made it."

The prince said disgustedly.

Although he doesn't think the Dragon Clan is so perfect, it's better than the look of drinking too much nuclear radiation water.

"After so long, you are still so arrogant and full of prejudice."

Tezcatlipoca shook his head regretfully.

"Okay, then let me show you what perfection is."

As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body collapsed into an shapeless lump of flesh, with a faint gleam shining.

The dragon-slaying sword followed, but the meat ball was split in two before being hit, making Lu Mingfei's attack ineffective.

He tried to give chase, but a terrifying burst of green light blinded him.

Then there was a wet touch on his leg, as if he had been licked by something.

Lu Mingfei swung his sword instinctively, but he slashed in vain.

When he opened his eyes again, the lump of meat was already shrouded in a translucent mask.

He immediately chased after him and slashed with his sword, which was enough to split the armor of the chariot but couldn't shake the mask at all.

Even if Lu Mingfei's physical fitness is not strong enough, the reaction force will still hurt his muscles.

The lump of meat let out a mocking "Taku-ta, Taku-ta" laugh, and then continued to corrode and digest the rock under it, and then expanded and deformed.

About half a minute later, a human figure who was almost as tall as Lu Mingfei appeared, and his face was shaped to look like Lu Mingfei.

"It's a nice body, and there are some techniques that even I can't analyze, just replace it with other structures."

Tezcatlipoca looked at Lu Mingfei, as if looking at a rare treasure.

"I didn't expect to meet three things that make me happy in one day. Even I have to believe that maybe there really is a goddess of luck."

The same handsome face showed a charming smile, which made Chu Zihang's hair stand on end.

Lu Mingfei, on the other hand, simply felt angry, and it was undoubtedly a great shame to be told heretical things in his face by the alien.

"Alien suffers death!"

The dragon-slaying sword burst out with even more raging flames, smashing towards Tezcatlipoca's head.

The latter grasped it from the air, and Xiangliu Zhiya flew into his hand, blocking the Dragon Slaying Sword.

The poison on the knife was gradually burned by the holy fire, revealing the paleness under the painting.

This poisonous blade turned out to be the same bone as Amazono's sword.

When the swords collided, their bodies trembled at the same time, but neither of them would take a step back, and they were evenly matched.

Tezcatlipoca looked at the palm, where the three most stressed fingers were broken.

After all, it is not the original demigod's body, with the same output but a significant difference in durability.

However, since he claims to be a perfect creature, this impostor naturally has his own advantages.

The cracked finger bones melted and reshaped, and when Lu Mingfei struck with the second sword, his fingers had grown back.

"Did you see it? King. This is the real eternal life. Compared with your immortal body made of words, it looks like an insect."

Tezcatlipoca laughed wildly, mocking the prince while resisting Lu Mingfei's attack.

The prince stood aside without saying a word. He had secretly used the spirit of speech several times just now, but the domain of the spirit of speech would be broken down into a turbulent flow of elements as soon as it reached Tezcatlipoca.

This is not the authority that a subspecies should have, not even the four great monarchs.

The essence of the word spirit is to control the elements with will, so only the black king and white king who have mastered the spiritual authority can arbitrarily cancel the word spirit of other dragons.

The Four Monarchs can only cancel the speech spirits of their own department, but they are exempt from the effects of most speech spirits.

That's why the motto "The blood of every king must end with the sword" is spread, and Jormungandr also possesses such non-verbal skills as "The Eye of All Things".

And between the four great monarchs and the powerful second-generation species, the pure physical gap is not a natural barrier.

The current Tezcatlipoca's physical body has been strengthened at a super high level, and it also comes with an upgraded version of the Word Spirit and Discipline.

The black king is out, the white king is dead, and the other first-generation species may not be able to beat him.

Fortunately, there is Lu Mingfei as a free thug, otherwise he might really capsize this time.

Tezcatlipoca, what the hell did he dig up!

Two almost identical warriors fought selflessly on the white altar.

One is an emperor warrior who has fought against the galaxy for thousands of years, and the other is a perfect creature that has lived for tens of thousands of years.

But even without looking at the weapons, bystanders can easily distinguish the identities of the two people.

Lu Mingfei's swordsmanship has a unique sense of rhythm. While pursuing lethality, it also maintains the beauty of fighting, just like an artist painting.

Tezcatlipoca's attacking style is much more brutal, he has no scruples about his own way, and he has no dignity of a fighter.

In order to hurt Lu Mingfei, Tezcatlipoca could let the Dragon Slaying Sword penetrate his chest, and he took the opportunity to show his jagged teeth and bite towards Lu Mingfei's ear.

"Your sword is also very interesting. It contains as much power as the ancestor cell, but unfortunately the amount is too small. Give it to me, and I can let you go."

Tezcatlipoca took a moment to whisper in Lu Mingfei's ear.

"Go to hell and dream, alien."

He pulled out the dragon-slaying sword and chopped off the head of the blasphemous creature.

The Emperor's flames blazed, burning Tezcatlipoca's head to ashes.

But parts of his body released green ichor, drowning out the Emperorfire.

(End of this chapter)