Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 389 Cthulhu's Beloved (4K)

"No, don't kill them. I can give you whatever you want."

The middle-aged man shouted in panic.

This person's physique is also a bit unusual, others have fainted, but he can still beg for mercy.

"Kill those who resist, and cut off their limbs and bring them down if they don't resist."

Lu Mingfei changed the order.

The eyes of the middle-aged man were full of hatred, and there was also a trace of rejoicing for his survival after the catastrophe.

"Don't be too happy, tell me first, what will you give me?"

he said mercilessly.

"All the antiques collected by our family can be given to you."

The middle-aged man said sadly.

"That's it?"

Lu Mingfei said in a disdainful tone.

"What else do you want? I don't know how that traitor told you, our family has no more gold!"

The middle-aged man's inner anger broke through his fear, and he shouted regardless.

"Then you go to die."

With a cold look in his eyes, he pulled out the alchemy revolver from the windbreaker.

"Damn you."

A strange smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged man.

"Ok?"

Lu Mingfei fired without hesitation.

The middle-aged man's head exploded like a watermelon, but the sprayed blood and tissue did not spread out, but were gathered together by some kind of force, and then sank into the wall.

"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu"

Strange voices came from all over the mansion, and the voices were different, as if a corpse was buried on every floor.

Before Lu Mingfei could take any action, those unconscious people were absorbed by the mansion like mud.

The dreadful chant grew louder.

"My lord, all the people above have been absorbed by the house."

Akina Sakai and others also ran down.

"Yeah. Xia Mi, have you heard of this spell?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"No, but it's definitely not Dragon Wen or a variant of Dragon Wen."

Xia Mi shook his head

"But you'd better not let them go on, I have a bad feeling."

she said, frowning.

It was a feeling of mixed fear and hatred, beyond the genetic instinct, rooted in the soul.

But Xia Mi couldn't think deeply, a very high-level power blocked her thinking, even stronger than the emperor's seal.

"Takar, Sister Sakai, shut them up."

Lu Mingfei ordered.

"Yes."

The two agreed in unison, and then released Yan Ling.

The golden chant drowned out the chorus of the dead from the Great House, and before the Emperor's chief diva the evil incantations were but a mere cacophony.

And Thakal opened his third eye, and Shiva's eye sprayed out the light of extinction, and black karmic fire ignited everywhere he looked, turning the house into nothingness inch by inch.

Da Zhai also seemed to realize that his life was not long, and the original chorus became chaotic, but it became louder.

The chaotic magic sound broke through the weak part of Word Spirit and Chant, and penetrated into the minds of everyone.

The disgusting, greasy, and irritable emotions stirred their hearts, making it almost impossible for them to continue singing the dragon text.

Like a wet tentacle, it keeps swimming in their minds.

And those chaotic thoughts are the slime left by the tentacles along the way.

"Follow the emperor's order and destroy heresy!"

A fierce battle cry drowned out all voices.

Lu Mingfei's eyes were burning with raging anger. These disgusting evil gods actually wanted to use their dirty thoughts to pollute his pure thoughts.

"Takal, burn this garbage."

He said to the sober Indian mixed race.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Chapter Master."

Thakal was terrified by the murderous look in his voice, and couldn't spare any more energy.

Evil blood sputtered around the fully opened Shiva's Eye, while the black karmic fire spread around three times as fast as before, like pouring gasoline.

But Akina Sakai was not far behind, and the emperor's motto turned into visible notes one by one, smashing everywhere in the mansion.

The mysterious and crazy atmosphere was swept away, and only the violence of words and spirits filled everyone's eyes and ears.

Lu Mingfei tried to throw a GBA, but the high-energy explosives did not have a good effect on the house.

The floor was blasted into a large pit, exposing the rotten space below, but it squirmed back into place in an instant.

Moreover, the power of the explosion is not up to par, and the laws of physics are suppressed here.

Looking at Yan Ling who was showing off his power, Lu Mingfei was thoughtful.

The powers of the elements seem to be unaffected by the mystical forces in the mansion.

Finally, after the accumulated damage exceeded a certain limit, the mansion let out a final horrific howl, and then collapsed.

The shattered floor pressed down on everyone with the resentment of the mansion.

Sakai Akina and Takar immediately adjusted the scope of the speech spirit and released it towards the top of their heads.

After the final confrontation between the two forces, the bright sunshine finally shines into this gloomy mansion for hundreds of years, although it has only ruins left.

"Wow!"

Everyone suddenly felt sick and vomited.

Salty seawater gushed out of their mouths and noses continuously. Except for Lu Mingfei, everyone vomited for a full 2 ​​minutes before vomiting out the seawater in their bodies.

"Young mother has big underpants, it's really sinister."

Fifth month cursed while coughing.

They didn't know when they got the trick, and they didn't feel it at all.

Had it not been for the quick demolition of Akina Sakai and Takar, they might have drowned on land.

Lu Mingfei felt the salty taste on the tip of his tongue. The seawater in his body was much less than that of others, probably because of the protection of the emperor.

He didn't feel much about it, the witchcraft of psykers was much more insidious than this.

Lu Mingfei once had a heart replaced by a chaos wizard without a sound. Fortunately, the chief think tank who accompanied him reacted quickly enough, and immediately punched his head with a force field punch, and then snatched the heart back.

"Stay here and find out if there is anything of value. I'll go find Brother Chu Zihang and the others."

Lu Mingfei said, and rushed out of the ruins.

He took out his mobile phone, and everyone in the war group was equipped with trackers. Although they were not connected to Norma and could not use satellite positioning, tracking within a few kilometers was still possible.

Sprinting towards the green dot on the screen, Lu Mingfei soon came to the area where Erlian was located.

Seen from a distance, Erika, who is wearing a daily shrine maiden costume, is raising a samurai sword, gracefully like a fairy.

In the next second, Yanling Judgment will cut the enemies in front of her into pieces.

"Eriyi, keep alive."

Lu Mingfei said loudly.

"Oh."

Erika turned her head and obediently responded, and then whittled a member of the Marsh family into a stick.

Seeing Lu Mingfei rushing over, Fingel, who was a bit lazy at first, immediately changed his face.

"Good thief, take your life!"

With a loud shout, the Yanling Bronze Throne opened, and his golden fist hit a member of the Marsh family.

But his determined punch fell through the air.A layer of slippery bubble film suddenly formed on that person's body, sliding Fingel's fist aside.

Sensing Lu Mingfei's death gaze, he suddenly became angry from embarrassment.

"Don't eat a toast and eat a fine drink."

Fingel grabbed it in his pocket, and a handful of colorful powder was thrown out by him.

"what!"

The eyes of the Marsh family were immediately red, swollen and festered with the powder, and other places were also quickly corroded, exposing the tissue under the skin.

The pain of flesh and bones made him unable to maintain his witchcraft, and the layer of bubble membrane disappeared immediately.

"Hmph, all kinds of martial arts, this is Shensha."

Fingel knocked him to the ground with a left hook.

"Who are you? Why are you against our Dagon secret sect?"

The old man who was protected by several members of the Marsh family asked in a deep voice.

The old man was about 1.8 meters tall and looked thin and hunchbacked.

The sides of his neck were deeply lined with what looked like the gills of a fish.

This made his face much older than his actual age.

The old man's head was narrow and long, like a seahorse, and his bulging, dull gray-blue eyes never blinked.

What is more noticeable is his ears, which seem to be underdeveloped, and seem to shrink inward after degeneration.

Regardless of the aesthetics of any crowd, this is an extremely ugly and deformed face.

"Master, do you need me to take him down first?"

Yuan Zhinv is eager to try.

It has been a long time since he defeated an enemy with the Spirit of Speech Nightmare.

Just as Lu Mingfei was about to agree, he suddenly had a sudden impulse.

"No, the Emperor's revelation tells me not to enter the dreams of these people."

He shook his head.

"Ok."

Yuan Zhinv felt a little regretful, but still obeyed the order.

"Leave this ugly one, and that one, and kill all the others."

Lu Mingfei pointed to a man who cowered and hid behind the crowd. That man seemed to be two circles larger than his fellows, wearing a huge cloak, and his eyes were muddy and stupid.

Lu Mingfei didn't feel any special power from him, but noticed the expressions of other people.

Those people appeared to be protecting the old man in the middle, but at least two-thirds of them couldn't help but glance at the cloaked man.

"Don't let them snatch God's darling. Brothers, for the great Father and Savior, donate your flesh and soul."

Seeing that the matter was exposed, the old man simply stopped pretending and raised the black slate in his hand and shouted loudly.

"For the great Savior and our Father God!"

The rest of the Marsh family responded loudly.

"Captain, be careful with that slate. That guy will use it to cast magic."

Fingel grinned and said.

Just now he was hit by an icicle that came out of the ground. If he hadn't opened the bronze throne, he would have been made into a piercer on the spot.

"Then beat magic with magic."

Lu Mingfei smiled contemptuously, drew his gun and shot.

The blood-red Philosopher's Stone shot at the stele, and the old man had no time to react.

By the time he heard the gunshot, a big hole had been shot out of the black stone tablet.

"how can that be?"

The old man couldn't believe his eyes.

This enchanted stele bestowed by God the Father himself is an invulnerable artifact, and the Marsh family has defeated countless enemies with it.

Although the power has been greatly reduced due to the loss of the stars, the body of the stele is still protected by the body.

Chu Zihang and the others also shot a few shots just now, but none of them caused any damage.

"The Philosopher's Stone."

Lu Mingfei once again, if there is a reason, whether it is the Word Spirit or the Philosopher's Stone, it seems that it is better to use it to attack these people than to use it in the civil war of the Dragon Clan.

He suddenly thought of green skins. The two races of orcs and dragons seem to be quite different, but they actually have one thing in common.

Their characters and abilities are full of design sense.

The ancient sage created the green skins to fight against chaos, so why did the black king create the dragons?

Or, is it really the Black King who created the Dragon Clan?

Just as Lu Mingfei was thinking, the Marshes retreated steadily without the help of the enchanted stele.

Seeing that the entire army was about to be annihilated, the old man seemed to have made up his mind to recite the spell.

But just after reading a few syllables, he listened again.

He looked at the trembling cloaked man with a flash of struggle and fear in his eyes, but in the end they were all replaced by the desire to survive.

"Hercules, catch the stele."

The old man threw the stone tablet at the cloaked man, who obediently stretched out his hand to catch it.

"Good boy, you should go back to God's side."

The old man said softly, and then recited a taboo spell.

"Da'tuh mne'far ha'Cthulhu (return to your true colors, beloved of Cthulhu)."

The man named Hercules let out a wild howl, and the body under his cloak swelled rapidly, filling up the loose cloak very quickly.

He seemed to feel too restrained, and tore the cloak to pieces in a few strokes, revealing the gray-green flesh inside, the back with fin-like protrusions, and the pair of mutilated bat wings.

"Come on, Hercules, and tear them apart."

Old Marsh pointed his finger at Lu Mingfei.

Undoubtedly, the enemy who can shoot through the enchanted stele is the most dangerous.

"Da da da~"

Hercules made a cry like a dolphin, but his rampage was like a sperm whale.

His hips swayed vigorously, like a fish's tail.

"Ugly alien."

Facing this creature beyond common sense, Lu Mingfei only had disgust in his eyes.

The most disgusting creature in the universe is the alien, and what is more disgusting than the alien is the alien transformed by the evil god.

"Brother Chu Zihang."

Disgust is disgust, but Lu Mingfei didn't hold back.

After all, he didn't wear power armor and didn't have a spark sword, and the opponent was an enemy he had never seen before.

"clear."

Chu Zihang rushed over immediately, and raised his hand to shoot twice.

Weapons are not easy to carry, but pistols are still easy to hide.

The modified Pfeifer Zeliska revolver uses a 12.7mm tungsten core bullet with a muzzle velocity of 510m/s and a muzzle kinetic energy of 7000 joules.

This is the most powerful pistol other than alchemy weapons, and it is easy to hunt and kill elephants.

Of course, its shortcomings are also obvious. The first is that it is too heavy and has too much recoil. The second is that after modification, the ammunition is only three rounds.

But for Chu Zihang, the first shortcoming is not a big problem.

After sufficient development, his physical fitness has reached a level close to that of Lu Mingfei.

The second shortcoming is actually not a problem. He asked the equipment department to customize this gun to target elite enemies.

An enemy who cannot be killed by three shots cannot be killed by four shots.

Three tungsten-core bullets shot at Hercules' arms and right leg respectively.

He still remembered Lu Mingfei's order to keep this alien alive for interrogation.

With Chu Zihang's shooting skills, even a moving target at such a short distance is still ten rings.

However, when the bullet hit Hercules' body, it slid in another direction like stepping on a floor poured with lubricating oil, leaving only a few insignificant bloodstains.

"Did you see it? This is my lord's divine power. You have no chance of winning. Hurry up and surrender and become my lord's servant."

Old Marsh laughed wildly.

"My lord? There is only one master in the universe, and that is the great master of mankind."

Lu Mingfei snorted coldly, and then grabbed the fist of Hercules who rushed over.

On that wet arm, several tentacles are growing rapidly.

(End of this chapter)