Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 390
There are complicated and irregular patterns all over the tentacles, and the strange green luster looms in the patterns, which makes people feel sick.

Those who are weak-willed or who study too deeply into the occult will be guided by the pattern into the dark and deep dream.

Unfortunately, Lu Mingfei is neither.

"It's blasphemy."

With a flash of the knife, the squirming tentacles immediately broke apart.

A combat dagger made from the leftovers of the power armor, a gadget presented by the equipment department.

However, because of the use of alchemy technology, the sharpness is still guaranteed.

"Ow!"

Hercules let out a terrifying scream, as if someone had cut his egg.

In his wide open mouth, sharp piranha-like teeth were next to each other, and he could vaguely see the roots of the back teeth that hadn't sprouted yet.

This disgusted Lu Mingfei enough, so he decided to shut him up.

A powerful uppercut hit Hercules on the jaw.

The screams stopped immediately, but Lu Mingfei was not very satisfied.

This punch was a little bit lighter.

The synovial membrane on Hercules' body is also effective on his fists.

"Zero, give me lust."

Lu Mingfei blocked Hercules' hammer with both hands, and shouted at Ling.

Because he was a newcomer, Zero enjoyed some preferential treatment and was given lust for self-defense.

She heard Lu Mingfei's shout, but instead of throwing the knife immediately, she stretched out her hands and turned around in a circle.

In an elegant dance-like twirl, a member of the Marsh family had his throat cut, and Wakizasa also flew out along with the gushing blood, flying towards the top of Lu Mingfei's head.

"Quack quack."

Although Hercules is mentally retarded, he instinctively senses that danger is approaching.

You can't let this man who is stronger than you get that knife.

The knowledge and experience that had been silent in his veins quickly awakened, and the patterns all over his body burst into an extremely strange light, shining into Lu Mingfei's eyes.

He was in a daze for a moment, and in the next second he was standing on the surface of the sea.

A huge moon hangs high in the sky, but the sea under the moonlight is still pitch black, without any shimmer.

Only a green light shot straight from the bottom of the sea to the giant moon in the sky.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help looking at the bottom of the sea following the green light, and a huge green meat mountain appeared directly in front of his eyes.

No, that wasn't what his eyes saw, but the scene directly appeared in his mind.

Six red eyes looked at Lu Mingfei together, and whispers from endless distant places fell into his ears.

"What do you want?"

Unexpectedly, this meat mountain's voice was not evil, nor did it have much seductive taste, but seemed a bit indifferent.

It's like being forced to respond in order not to be interrupted.

The mighty power of the emperor is dormant in Lu Mingfei's soul, and it doesn't seem to want to attract the attention of certain beings.

It will only strike after his will can't bear it.

"May mankind live forever."

Lu Mingfei replied involuntarily.

The six eyes blinked three times quickly, then closed.

He could feel that something was wrong with the ants in front of him, and the stars hadn't returned to their place, so he didn't want to waste any effort.

Just ignore such delirium.

The giant moon dimmed, the sea receded, and Lu Mingfei's consciousness returned to the real world again.

Opening his eyes, Chu Zihang and Hercules had already fought together.

And there were several deep wounds on this alien's body.

Lu Mingfei showed a mocking smile, and the stupid alien would naturally not understand his tactics.

Zero did throw Wakizawa at him, but Chu Zihang caught it.

Lu Mingfei just wanted to help, but found something wrong with his body, a little itchy.

He tore off the windbreaker, and the originally fair skin began to grow the same pattern as Hercules, and granulation sprouted on the smooth arms.

It was just a dream, and Lu Mingfei was already polluted.

Such infectious power reminded him of Chaos, even scarier than Chaos.

At least those Chaos Great Demons can't pollute him so quickly, at least it will take thousands of years of corruption.

Faced with this desperate change, Lu Mingfei's expression was unusually calm.

The layout of the "big plan" has been basically completed. Even if he dies, Chu Zihang will inherit his responsibility and lead the battle group to carry it out.

"Only rely on the emperor to bless the common people."

He knelt down on one knee, aiming the muzzle of the alchemy revolver at his temple.

To live is to fight bloody battles, and to die is to enjoy a long sleep. No matter what, you will earn money.

Even faintly, Lu Mingfei still looks forward to the latter.

Alas, the Emperor never gives up a useful tool.

Golden flames rose from the soles of Lu Mingfei's feet, his clothes were not damaged at all, but his flesh and internal organs were constantly being roasted.

This kind of torture beyond human power distorted the face of this millennium veteran, but he did not say a word and endured everything silently.

Finally, after Lian finished the remaining Marsh and Chu Zihang cut off Hercules' head, the Emperor's Fire was finally extinguished.

Lu Mingfei's figure has lost a lot of weight, and the originally tight windbreaker has become a little empty.

He felt weak for a while, but compared to being polluted by evil gods, this price was nothing.

"Impossible, how can you resist God's call?"

Old Marsh didn't care about those dead clansmen at all, but looked at Lu Mingfei who had returned to a pure human body in disbelief.

Chu Zihang can defeat Hercules, he can understand that Cthulhu's favorite is not born for fighting.

But the light of inspiration is a means of saving the life of the gods, and it can only be used once in a lifetime, and it can bring the spirit of the other party into the dream of the gods.

Even if the spirits of the summoned are not broken by facing the gods, they will be assimilated into their ethnicity after awakening, and it is the most thorough atavism.

In the records of Esoteric Buddhism, priests have used this method many times to turn invincible enemies into their own compatriots.

But now, the light of inspiration has failed!
"Your false gods cannot contaminate the Emperor's warriors, heretic."

Lu Mingfei sneered.

"Brother Chu Zihang, go meet up with the Windsor family."

he ordered.

With such a big commotion, we still have to clean up the mess.

"Yes, Captain."

Chu Zihang took the order and went.

Ignoring the old Marsh who was still talking to himself, Lu Mingfei walked in front of the Marsh family's convoy
It can be seen that they have been preparing for escape. Two off-road vehicles and a small truck are enough to hold a lot of things.

It's a pity that they were unlucky and encountered the Crimson Star Wargroup.

Even if most of the equipment is still in the car, the game console bombs carried with him are enough to complete the interception work.

Lu Mingfei grabbed the distorted car door and pulled it hard but it didn't open.

The purification of the flame still needs time to recover.

"Let me come, Master Captain."

Yuan Zhinv came over.

"Ah."

He didn't mean to be brave, and stepped aside.

This level of capacity does not require the keel to be turned on, and Yuan Zhinv tore off the car door with a "drink".

What appeared in front of the two of them was a mountain of antiques.

(End of this chapter)