Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 366 The Reforged Holy Sword

In the big bronze urn, the silver-white liquid is constantly churning.

The urns were not heated, the liquids were driven by the forces of the elements.

Lu Mingfei drew out his two swords, and his arrogance still ignored him, but the dragon-slaying sword's spirit responded enthusiastically.

He smiled, his expression serious again.

"are you ready?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

The dragon-slaying sword emanated joyful emotions. As a sword, it certainly hoped that it could become sharper, instead of being left in the warehouse waiting to rot.

Since the death of the champion Hou who sealed the wolf as a residence, it was imprisoned in the scabbard for nearly 2000 years until it was pulled out by Lu Mingfei.

How could it be willing to be regarded as a collectible after drinking the blood of the Dragon King?

"Then go."

Lu Mingfei raised his hand and threw both swords into the big urn.

Two dragon chants sounded at the same time, and two whirlpools whirled wildly at the place where the sword fell.

In the vortex, a thick pterosaur and a petite chilong are fighting each other.

The claws and teeth of pterosaurs are very sharp, and a tear on Chilong's body will make a hole.

The golden light spots escaped into the big urn, and were absorbed and decomposed by the vortex.

This is the source of life, more important than blood.

And Chilong is not to be outdone. Although its physique is not as strong as that of pterosaurs, its fighting style is more fierce.

The slender body wrapped around the pterosaur's wings, and then opened its mouth. The golden flames continued to burn the pterosaur's body, no matter how hard it bit, it would not let go.

The battle between living spirits is not so fancy, what is fought is spiritual power.

The pterosaur was a second-generation species with strong spiritual power.

However, Chilong's spirit has been baptized by the emperor's flame and strengthened by the blood of the Dragon King, so its essence is extremely tough.

This evenly matched fight lasted for three hours, and the equipment department added two more alchemy materials before it finally ended.

Chilong bit the pterosaur's reverse scale, and most of its origin turned into raging flames, finally turning the pterosaur into ashes.

These ashes did not disappear, but merged into the pool water.

The dying chilong greedily absorbed nutrients, and the silver liquid gradually became colorless and transparent.

Chilong's body also gradually grew, and two horns grew on its head.

"Ow!"

The dragon-slaying sword roared excitedly, and circled towards Lu Mingfei.

"Since you have been reborn, you should have a new name. From now on, your name will be Xinghuo."

Lu Mingfei said gently.

"Ow!!!"

Satisfied with his new name, Huo Ling responded, and then sank into the sword.

The new sword after fusion is still dominated by arrogance, there is no major change in appearance, only the length and width have increased a little.

However, when Lu Mingfei picked up the Xinghuo, he found that no matter which side he looked at, there was a decayed face vaguely on the smooth surface of the sword.

That face was ferocious, the exposed teeth clenched tightly as if they were enduring endless pain, and the dark eye sockets made people shudder even more.

In such a scene like a horror movie, Lu Mingfei didn't feel any discomfort, he only felt sad and blamed himself.

The future of the entire human race, the fate of tens of billions of people and millions of planets rests on this one person.

For the survival of the race, human beings selfishly gave everything to him, and let him bear it all, even if he became what he hates the most because of this.

"My lord, it is we who are incompetent."

Lu Mingfei hung his long sword high and knelt down on one knee.

In the dark, he seemed to hear a sigh.

The human face disappeared, and a burning skull appeared on the sword surface.

Lu Mingfei knew that the spark was no longer an ordinary alchemy weapon, but a sacred object blessed by the emperor himself.

Even if such a sacred object is used by him, it is a bit presumptuous. The only ones who are qualified to use it are the commander of the imperial army, the living saint, and the primarch.

"I will cut off all thorns for mankind with this sword."

Lu Mingfei said piously, and Xinghuo responded with scorching heat.

After the matter of recasting the divine weapon was completed, he put the matter of recruiting the curator of the think tank on the agenda.

Whether he is sitting in the equipment department or supervising the Yanliu Research Institute, he really needs a helper.

After thinking about it, it was still a bit abrupt to come directly to poach people, so Lu Mingfei asked Fingel to collect information on Merlin.

And Fingel lived up to his title of the number one paparazzi in Kassel, and quickly got a stack of files.

"Merlin Oberon, the leader of the younger generation of the Oberon family of alchemists. Although their family has always been sparsely populated, and there are only four members in Merlin's generation, he is indeed very outstanding."

Fingel posted the file on the mobile blackboard and introduced it solemnly, as if confirming the target before taking action.

"Not to mention his achievements in alchemy, in short, he is only slightly inferior to me. The key point is his talent in natural science."

He skipped the alchemy page to cover up his putting gold on his face.

"Gold Medal in the International Mathematical Olympiad, Special Award in the International Physics Olympiad (No.1), First Prize in the International Chemistry Olympiad, Winner of the Naylor Applied Mathematics Award."

Fingel reported the honors that Merlin had won like the name of the dish, and even skipped many less conspicuous achievements.

The scumbags led by Wu Yue didn't understand the gold content of these awards, but they still felt the oppression of the god of learning, trying to slip away and use the collision of muscles to offset the shutdown of the brain.

"sit down."

Lu Mingfei uttered a voice to stop their eagerness to move.

This would be the man who would become the Chapter's Librarian, and they must be fully known and respected.

With the restrictions of the Codex Astartes, the organization of Space Marine Chapters is not bad, but according to the culture of the Chapter, the ranking of the leadership will be biased.

In the Crimson Star battle group, the rank of the head of the think tank is second only to Lu Mingfei and the head of the battle group, and even above the head priest.

"Then why doesn't he go to Harvard or Cambridge or Princeton?"

Chu Zihang, who was relatively uneducated, asked.

Especially Princeton, which is a paradise for theoretical research and a holy place for mathematics researchers.

"Because he's more interested in alchemy."

Fingal shrugged.

If Merlin's talent in natural science is 100, then his talent in alchemy is 60, and his enthusiasm for alchemy is 1000.

Countless prestigious schools have sent invitations to Merlin, and even a Fields Medalist wants to accept him as an apprentice.

But Merlin rejected all of them, and impatiently applied and came to Kassel.

"Then why doesn't he go to the equipment department?"

This question is about the fifth month.

Because of the frequent exchanges between the battle group and the equipment department, they also know a lot about the equipment guys.

"Merlin thinks their research methods are too barbaric."

Fingal replied.

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Well, geniuses do qualify for capriciousness.

Lu Mingfei thought of the first chief think tank after the revival of the war group. He was a very young soldier who had only served for more than 80 years.

But because of his extraordinary intelligence and talent in the application of psionic energy, he was quickly promoted.

The follow-up performance of the head of the think tank also proved Lu Mingfei's vision. He not only compiled a manual for the use and prevention of psionic powers, but also helped the foundry master restore many technological creations.

But the chief think tank's greatest hobby is the jumping gang, and his enthusiasm for the jumping gang is second to none in the entire battle group.

After he deciphered a fragment of the STC template, Lu Mingfei had no choice but to agree to his request to join the gang.

As a result, the curator of the think tank was killed by a poisonous needle from the Dark Eldar.

Well, if Merlin becomes the chief think tank of the Earth branch, he must be strictly prohibited from participating in combat operations.

"What can impress him with?"

Lu Mingfei asked directly.

"Rare alchemy items or hidden alchemy techniques."

Fingal said.

Lu Mingfei nodded, and began to think about which one would be more suitable.

"Master, why don't you show Gao Tianyuan's alchemy stele."

Yuan Zhinv suggested.

As the former Cowherd King, he has rich experience in gift giving.

"Well, your proposal is very good."

Lu Mingfei said approvingly.

It can not only cater to Mei Lin's preferences, but also provide an additional channel to decipher the stele, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

"I just did some minor work."

Yuanzhinv said modestly, and retreated behind Erikai.

An hour later, Lu Mingfei came to the entrance of the Ambo Pavilion carrying the wrapped alchemy stele.

(End of this chapter)