Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 350 Be careful that King Bai is not dead
Lu Mingfei pulled out his fist from the stone wall, and at the same time kicked away Zhe Angel who wanted to take the opportunity to attack.

The cave, which was originally fairly flat, has become dilapidated at this moment.

There were cracks, potholes, and marks from punches and kicks everywhere.

If the cave has a spirit, it must be accusing.

This is not two people fighting at all, but two construction machinery drunk and going crazy.

Lu Mingfei stared intently, and Angel Zhe's deflated chest swelled up again.

He frowned, the recovery speed surpassed that of Izanami.

Even the two-in-one King of Bronze and Fire would be half disabled after the series of combos he just had.

But the alien in front of him was unscathed. Is this the effect of the word spirit or the effect of the alchemy item?
"Are you wondering why I recovered so quickly?"

Angel Zhe saw through his mind.

"So what?"

Lu Mingfei said coldly.

"That's not as good as this, you answer my question, and I will answer your doubts."

Angel Zhe smiled.

"Say."

He didn't bother to talk about it at first, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he changed his mind again.

"Is the Philosopher's Stone in your engine?"

Angel Zhe asked.

"Yes."

"Such a large piece of Philosopher's Stone, and the breath of the Dragon Bone Cross, where did you get it?"

Angel Zhe is really curious about this question.

Large pieces of the Philosopher's Stone, though rare, are nothing.

When he rebelled with the four great kings, the dragons he killed were enough to be refined.

However, it is strange that there is a keel cross in it.

You can't use the Philosopher's Stone as a bone bottle, it's not hard.

In fact, this matter has nothing to do with him, but he just couldn't restrain his curiosity.

This is also a major reason why Zhe Angel was sealed, but he does not intend to change.

This is the case with the Longevity species. The character is either set from the beginning, or it is shaped by countless years of time, and it is difficult to change.

Unless he lost his memory after breaking out of the cocoon, Zhe Angel has always been in a half-dead state, and being immobilized for more than 1000 years has made him even more stubborn.

"This is the Heavenly Dragon Orb made by Tanvantari."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Tan Fantari, it actually succeeded?"

Zhe Angel's pupils trembled.

Of course he knew about the mad scientists in the Dragon Clan, because they were known for their wisdom.

However, he prefers to study the laws of nature compared to Tanvatari's enthusiasm for alchemy and Tescatlipoca's enthusiasm for the relics of the age of mythology.

"Not a success, because I stopped the last step."

Lu Mingfei summed up the whole process of the plateau trip in the shortest words.

"That's a pity."

Angel Zhe said with some regret.

Although he is not optimistic about alchemy, this epoch-making alchemical creation is still worth seeing.

At the same time, Angel Zhe was also a little bit disappointed, in the end, Tan Vadhara was able to beat him.

There is still a strong sense of comparison between their several equally famous subspecies.

"It's up to you."

Lu Mingfei urged.

"Okay. You should know that your subordinate is a descendant of the White King."

Zhe Angel said.

"know."

he nodded.

"Your subordinate's bloodline is of high quality, so I can use his blood as an introduction to awaken the Yanling Yaqi. And the effect of this Lingling is to have an immortal body."

Zhe Angel replied.

"Can't the pure-blooded dragons use all the words?"

he asked.

"Of course not. Only the Dragon King and a very small number of descendants can use the Primordial Authority. Moreover, this is not a matter of rank. Only the blood of the White King can use the exclusive speech spirit of the White King lineage, not even the Dragon King."

Zhe Angel explained.

"Speaking of which, I'm curious, how did you find the blood descendants of the White King to be your subordinates. They should have been killed by the Black King."

His curiosity popped up again.

Lu Mingfei thought about it, and it didn't seem to matter to tell the alien about King Bai's affairs.

Moreover, this alien seems to know more than the demented Xia Mi.

"White King is not dead, he parasitized on the body of the Japanese mixed race, and I killed him before."

he said briefly.

"You killed King Bai?"

Angel Zhe's golden pupils shook wildly, as if he was in extreme shock.

That is the white emperor, the existence beyond the four great monarchs, but the human beings in front of him claim to kill it?

"This is true."

Lu Mingfei said calmly.

His record doesn't need an alien to be sure.

"Are you sure, is King Bai really dead?"

After a while, Zhe Angel suddenly said.

"What do you mean?"

Lu Mingfei frowned.

"The high priest has spiritual power, and the only one who can kill it is the Black King who also has spiritual power. If the Black King can't kill it, no one else can."

Zhe Angel said.

"Its parasites have been killed by me, and the keel cross has been burned out."

He retorted.

"If it is an ordinary dragon, it is basically dead if there is a keel cross, but it is far from enough for the White King. Otherwise, it should have died completely during the execution of the Black King."

Angel Zhe shook his head.

Of course, there are other possibilities.

For example, the black king didn't intend to kill it completely.

However, this possibility is too small to be worth discussing.

Lu Mingfei didn't say a word, he didn't have any trust in what the alien said.

However, after the second set of power armor was manufactured, he also refined the White King's Dragon Bone Cross into the Philosopher's Stone.

Even if King Bai didn't die, as long as the keel cross that contained strength and authority was gone, it wouldn't be able to cause any big storms.

"Are you finished?"

Lu Mingfei said coldly.

"It's over."

Angel Zhe brushed the dust off his sleeves.

"Then die."

The cold light came out of the sheath, and the arrogance pierced the robe with an aura that pierced everything.

Seven deadly sins.

Angel Zhe was shocked again, he was really more and more curious about the other party's identity.

Is it a human, a hybrid, or a dragon?

"Cut it open and see."

A cruel smile appeared on Angel Zhe's face, and with a flick of his wrist, a strange weapon appeared in his hand.

It was a broad-bladed machete, but the tip was split in two, like scissors.

Zulfikar, this weapon is a sacred object of a certain religion, one of the seven swords of the Holy Prophet.

It is said that during the Battle of Badr (Battle of Badr) in AD 624, the Holy Prophet was surrounded by enemy forces.The Archangel suddenly appeared from the sky and bestowed the sword to help the army of the Holy Prophet turn defeat into victory.

After the war, the Holy Prophet bestowed the sword on his most trusted follower and son-in-law, Ali, who eventually became the fourth Caliph of the Arab Caliphate.

It is also said in the Arabic proverb that there will be no hero like Ali in the world, nor will there be a sword like Zulfikar.

And because the scimitar is shaped like a crescent, Zulfikar is also called the double moon scimitar.

The legend is half-truth, and the angel did lend Zulfikar to the Holy Prophet, but he took it back after the battle.

What Ali got was the imitation that the Holy Prophet asked the master alchemist to forge.

When the scimitar collided with the Han Bafang sword, Zhe Angel suddenly felt his body sink.

The arrogant alchemy field exerted about three times the gravity on him, but for the body blessed by Yanling Yaqi, this kind of load was just a piece of cake.

Just like Word Spirit King Power, the Gravity Domain is most effective against group enemies with weak physical bodies, or heavy opponents such as pure blood dragons in dragon form.

As the swords clashed, it turned out that Lu Mingfei's arm was turned inward.

The non-cocooned second-generation species plus Yanling · Baqi, the physical strength is not inferior to the incomplete fit dragon king.

In the midst of the stalemate, Angel Zhe twitched his left hand, and the Shuangyue scimitar split into two.

The light of the knife, as bright as the moon, hooked towards the relatively fragile neck of the power armor.

(End of this chapter)