Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 395 The Emperor Is Also an Evil God
Naturally, Lu Mingfei would not agree, because the emperor wanted both of them to die.

Seeing that the temptation was useless, they fought on their own.

Countless incomplete texts floated from the two Necronomicons, like the corpses of soldiers killed in battle, burned by the Emperor's wrath.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, no more words emerged from the book, and the two books became one in the burning of the emperor's flames.

Lu Mingfei opened the "Necronomicon", and there were no words in it, only a mass of burnt marks, which looked like a whirlpool.

"Brother Chu Zihang, Xia Mi, come here!"

he shouted.

Xia Mi was a little upset at first, but I didn't take the opportunity to make trouble. You still treat me so fiercely, you really don't take the Dragon King as a cadre.

But when he turned his face and saw that Lu Mingfei was burned to the skin and bones, he was inexplicably afraid, and obediently walked in front of him.

Lu Mingfei held the hands of the two, and the golden light returned to their bodies again.

"It's almost there, Brother Chu Zihang, go get the third "Necronomicon"."

After saying this, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

The torment of the ceremony just now was no less than being dragged away to burn the astronomical torch for ten years, and only the willpower of Lu Mingfei, a thousand-year veteran, could sustain it.

After he fell into a coma, Chu Zihang took over his duties.

Joseph successfully contacted the Russian State Historical Museum, and then got good news and bad news.

The good news is that the golden human face box is not in the collection of the museum, but borrowed from an oligarch collector.

The bad news is that the oligarch and Joseph's family are bitter enemies.

Chu Zihang asked Joseph to get the oligarch's contact information.

After some haggling, he finally offered a price of one billion US dollars, but the other party was still unmoved, and his attitude was very arrogant.

Chu Zihang thought for a while with a cold face, then clicked and left Kassel, and returned with the golden human face box three days later.

Looking at Chu Zihang who came to thank him, Joseph looked strange.

Originally, I repaid the favor by myself, but now it seems that I owe a new one.

"Semilyov got a hard time this time."

He said.

"There was a surprise."

Chu Zihang replied.

All they wanted was to sneak into Semilyov's collection room, steal something and leave.

It turned out that Semilyov happened to be negotiating business with someone, and one of the bodyguards brought by the other party was a hybrid of "Sickle Weasel", and then they were discovered.

Then there is nothing to say, and the theft becomes an assault.

Semilyov himself is not a good thing. He is the behind-the-scenes boss of one of the three major gangs in Russia, and he is secretly running a drug business.

Chu Zihang didn't shoot hard directly, he just didn't want to make troubles.

"Don't worry, all the traces you left behind have been dealt with."

Joseph nodded.

"Thank you President Joseph."

He thanked him and got up to leave.

A week later, Lu Mingfei was finally able to move normally.

Originally, he was burned to death by the emperor's fire, and he became a skeleton wrapped in human skin.

Now, after raising these days, and eating supplements every day, I finally got back a little bit, but I still look very thin.

But it's not without benefits, the newly grown muscles seem to be more refined than the original outline.

This day, after Klein had studied the summoning prayer in the "Raliyah Teaching Book", Lu Mingfei took out the "Necronomicon" and the new golden human mask box.

He asked everyone to wash off the old seal array on the ground, and then opened the golden human mask box first.

Sure enough, there is also a "Necronomicon" inside.

"In the mysterious cave, sitting on the throne of God, amidst greed and corruption, who is sleeping here? Zatgua, the god of toads, the sleeper of Ngai, the symbol of laziness. Divine power is but a burden, and wealth is also It's just a passing cloud."

Klein translated the text on the first page.

In a daze, he seemed to see a huge toad covered with a lot of black hair sitting on a clay throne in a dark and damp pit.

He seemed to sense Klein's gaze, poked out a huge toad-shaped head, opened a gap to look at him, and then lazily closed his eyes again.

"As expected of the God of Laziness."

Klein thought a little funny.

Feeling nothing unusual, Lu Mingfei nodded slightly, tore off the page, and pasted it on the swirling scorched marks.

The scorched marks suddenly emitted a deep black light, sucking in the pages of the book that recorded Zategua's secrets.

As if getting fuel, the static vortex immediately spun, and the people watching were dazzled.

effective!
Lu Mingfei seized the opportunity and immediately recited the spell that Klein changed.

"In the name of Terra, holy in the solar system, and its inhabitants, praise the 'ruler of all'. By the golden throne, and all who obey it, praise the one who sits on it. By the 'gates to the palace', and all who use this Gatekeeper—the name of those who have walked and those who will come, praise those who are beyond the gate. In the name of 'the one who will come', I call for your arrival, the holy emperor, the great lord of mankind."

After he finished chanting the spell, the vortex immediately spun at ten times the speed. Klein just glanced at it, then fainted and fell into the arms of Chu Zihang behind him.

The vortex was turning faster and brighter, and infinite phantoms appeared in it, but they couldn't find the right way.

Seeing this, Lu Mingfei cut his palm open and dripped blood into the whirlpool.

The blood dripped into the vortex, but it was not dispersed, but turned into a bloody skull.

With the beacon, the will in another universe immediately found its way.

The icy psychic light penetrated the vortex, illuminating the entire hall, and all illusions were dispelled by that absolute will.

The Emperor has descended to Earth again.

"Success!"

Lu Mingfei was heartbroken.

Although there are suspicions of disrespect, the emperor also belongs to the category of evil gods or outer gods to this world.

Since the summoning prayer can summon unknown evil gods, it can also be used to summon the emperor after being changed.

A golden light sank into the vortex, sharing information with the emperor who didn't know what happened here.

Due to the large amount of information, the human lord also spent several minutes digesting it, and then fell into thinking.

This universe seems to be less resistant to this way of coming, and He has plenty of time to think about it.

After a long time, the great will made a decision.

Three golden lights entered the bodies of Chu Zihang, Sakai Akina, and Xia Mi, suppressing the dragon's blood and strengthening the seal.

A bolt of lightning struck Klein's cap, and amidst his silent screams, a golden lightning mark appeared between his eyebrows.

With this mark, it will be difficult for Klein to be polluted by other evil gods and knowledge.

A beam of flames landed on the Xinghuo sword at Lu Mingfei's waist. The previous sacred flames had been exhausted, and the recast blade could just hold more.

Finally, the blazing white psychic light disappeared in Lu Mingfei's body.

The vortex stopped spinning, and the Emperor's will was once again cut off from the crystal walls of the universe.

"Praise be to the holy Emperor."

All prayed in unison.

Feeling the spiritual energy hidden in his body, Lu Mingfei was very pleased.

The Emperor in this form is purely volitional, unable to open portals to deliver supplies as he did in the Nibelungen.

But since this is a method of summoning within the rules, the Emperor can grant power directly.

Moreover, he can use these powers directly without causing rejection from the universe.

Although the total amount of psionic energy in his body is only at the Eta level, it can already be used in many ways.

Moreover, with psychic power, some things can be started.

Should we first find out the organization that can awaken the spirit of speech in a targeted manner, or should we trouble the prince first?

It's really hard to choose.

(End of this chapter)