Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 33

After a while, he spoke again.

"For example, the Aztec Empire, can anyone tell me about its situation? Alright, Chu Zihang, you can answer."

Angers noticed this dark-haired boy with a cold face.

"The Aztec Empire is a Mesoamerican country, an ancient civilization created by the Indians. They worshiped the God of War, Villopochetelli, and the Feathered Serpent, Quetzalcoatl. Finally, the Aztec Empire was colonized by the Spanish and the plague they brought."

Chu Zihang obviously read a lot of extracurricular readings.

"Yes, very good answer."

Ange waved him to sit down, and then said.

"This is the publicly recorded history. But in real history, the Aztec Empire was an empire established by pure-blooded dragons, and the Feathered Serpent God they worshiped was the king of the sky and the wind."

"When the colonists sent the news of the Aztec Empire back to Europe, the Secret Party quickly noticed the problem behind it, and sent dragon slayers to join the colonists' team. Finally, after beheading the temple and hiding After the next generation, the dragon slayers strengthened the plague with alchemy potions, and finally destroyed the Aztec Empire."

Angers' narration is clear and calm, but everyone can hear countless bloody storms from it.

"The same ancient civilization is Huaguo. Lu Mingfei, if you were asked to guess, which celebrity in Huaguo's history is most likely to be a dragon?"

he asked with interest.

Lu Mingfei got up and replied after thinking for a while.

"Qin Shihuang wins the government."

In fact, it is not difficult to guess, because Qin Shihuang has always had the title of "Ancestral Dragon" in history.

"That's right. Qin Shihuang is a pure-blooded dragon or a hybrid with extremely high bloodlines. Because his tomb is very guarded, it is not yet known which type he is."

Ange's tone sounded a little regretful.

Chu Zihang hoped that he would always be just regretful. If the Mausoleum of the First Emperor was really dug up and the coffin opened for autopsy, Kassel College would be ready to meet the wrath of the heirs of the dragon.

Angers continued to popularize a lot of weird history.

For example, the King of the Huns who ravaged almost the whole of Europe, Attila the "Whip of God" was a dragon.

For example, the Tianma requested by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to pay tribute to the Dawan Kingdom is actually a pair of extremely pure mixed-blood dragon horses, which can be used as the key to unlock the dragon ruins.

Another example is that the legend of St. George slaying the dragon is true. He really killed a pure-blooded dragon, and the cross formed by the dragon's blood is actually a keel cross.

However, he himself is also a super hybrid.

All kinds of unimaginable histories coincide with logic. Probably all historical events are fueled by dragons or mixed races.

Chu Zihang's expression changed when he heard it. It sounds so similar to what the emperor did.

He looked at Lu Mingfei, and saw that the latter's expression remained unchanged, and he probably thought of this too.

Chu Zihang was a little funny. This space warrior was not satisfied with the alien blood in his body, but he didn't expect that they would do the same thing as the emperor.

The Emperor Dragon Clan is said to be established!
What a ghost!
He hastily recited the Emperor's Words in his mind, and confessed his blasphemous thoughts.

The Emperor is the great Lord of Humanity, and he uses different identities to guide human progress without stifling human autonomous creativity.

It is different from those dragons who make small moves behind human beings, absolutely different!
Lu Mingfei noticed Chu Zihang's actions and nodded in satisfaction.

He probably guessed what Chu Zihang was thinking.

Although many inquisitors believe that a heretic will be heresy for life, but for this world that is not illuminated by the light of the emperor, the requirements cannot be too high.

As long as he repents in time, he is still his good brother.

"In short, the history of dragons and the history of humans are intertwined, and what we have to do is to suppress them in the shadow forever and end their history completely one day."

Angers concluded the lesson with a murderous remark.

Although Fingal's post caused a stir, there were no applicants for the next three days.

In any case, it was strange to have a choir in Kassel.

Of course, Lu Mingfei was not too anxious.

His portrait hadn't been painted yet, and he couldn't perform purification rituals under the Emperor's gaze any more than the Battle Sisters didn't have a flamethrower.

But on the fourth day, under Fingal's bored eyes, a figure walked into the Norton Pavilion.

"Woman, she is still a big beauty."

Fingel immediately greeted him.

"Who are you looking for, Junior Sister?"

"I, I'm here to apply for the job."

The female students who came to apply for the job were taken aback by him.

"All right, come on, let's go to the auditorium, where there are very professional equipment."

Fingal said enthusiastically.

"Is classmate Lu not here?"

the female student asked.

"Junior Brother Lu, he is busy drawing."

Fingal said.

"Then can you call him for me? He and I are fellow villagers."

said the female student.

fellow?

Fingel's enthusiasm quickly faded, and he pursed his lips.

"Wait a minute."

Then I went to the studio to find Lu Mingfei.

He cautiously knocked on the door first, and waited for Lu Mingfei to say "come in" before he pushed the door open and entered.

It's not that Fingel is timid. Anyone who sees a semi-finished giant painting of [-] by [-] meters will be extra cautious.

Especially when the author is still an S-rank hybrid.

He had no doubts that if someone dared to make this painting flawed, even the Dragon King Lu Mingfei would chop it into fine pieces.

"Junior brother, you are drawing too fast."

Fingel was amazed.

When he watched it yesterday, he only drew a head, but today he has started to draw the armor.

The person in the portrait has black thick hair and a square face with a straight nose and deep-set eyes, but other facial features have obvious Asian features.

Generally speaking, this is the face of an ordinary middle-aged man, looking young and old at the same time, with endless exhaustion and sadness pouring out of bottomless black eyes.

But when you worship his face as a whole, that face is full of majesty and strength.

As Fingel focused on the still free hand, he seemed to see a flaming knife pointed at his soul.

"Junior brother, it's a pity that you don't want to be a painter with your painting skills. But why is the emperor of mankind looking like an Asian? Bring private goods."

He made a joke to relieve the shock in his heart.

"The Emperor is the most powerful psyker in the galaxy, and his psychic aura makes everyone see what they want to see."

Lu Mingfei explained.

"Is this what you want to see?"

asked Fingal.

"No, I don't have the honor of being able to meet the Emperor. This is a portrait I got from a nun of silence. They are born anti-psychics, and they can be as far as possible from the influence of psionic aura."

In fact, they prefer to be called Psychic Nemesis or Emperor's Claw, but the title of Sister of Silence is too common, so Lu Mingfei still calls it that habitually.

The relationship between the Crimson Star and the Silent Sisters is not bad, because of the genetic seeds, they are not so sensitive to the anti-magic stance, and they will not feel as uncomfortable as ordinary people.

In addition, they are a ship-based battle group, running around the galaxy, and encountering the black ship of the nun of silence more often than others.

Generally speaking, the Sisters of Silence will ask the warband to help repair equipment or battleships, and the Sisters of Silence will ask the Sisters of Silence to help destroy enemies with psykers.

Against psykers, a Sister of Silence is better than a company of Space Marines.

Speaking of which, I don't know if the mutant psychic power of the "word spirit" will be restrained by the silent nun.

(End of this chapter)