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Chapter 60 Blood of the Mortal King
Chen Lai transformed into a comet, trailing a long tail, and rushed straight into Manstein's temporary command post.

In the distant East, there is a story in the "Biographies of Assassins".

"Prince Guang of Wu, in order to seize the throne, sent Zhuan Zhu to assassinate King Liao, like a comet striking the moon."

Ordinary people might think this is an exaggeration, but people of mixed races know it's a realistic portrayal.

Zhuan Zhu was a user of the Word Spirit Technique: Moment. Prince Guang asked him to help him assassinate King Liao of Wu. At the banquet, Zhuan Zhu used the Word Spirit Technique and stabbed Liao to death with a dagger.

The doctors at the banquet were all eyewitnesses. According to their descriptions, it was like a comet crashing into the moon, and no one saw how Liao died.

When the speed of a moment is activated to 64 times the speed of divine speed, it is basically difficult for the human eye to detect. Now that Pskov has pushed the speed of a moment to 128 times the speed of divine speed, even when pushing Chen Lai, it is still too fast for the naked eye to perceive.

The moment Chen Lai rushed into the command post, he saw no fewer than twenty pairs of dazzling golden eyes, holding daggers or military knives, staring at him in astonishment.

Among all those golden eyes, only Manstein's eyes were the brightest, showing no confusion or hesitation. It was as if he had known all along that Chen Lai would come.

Pskov remained silent, then turned and left after escorting Chen Lai into the command post. They had already discussed it, and now it was Chen Lai's turn to shine!
Word of Power: Lord's Flame!
Ancient dragon runes were exhaled from Chen Lai's mouth, and the surrounding air was suddenly heated to an indescribable high temperature. In the reflection of the golden eyes of the Prosen hybrids, the high temperature even distorted the air.

Chen Lai revealed his sharp teeth and forced a smile, which abruptly stopped Long Wen's expression.

The next second, the hot air expanded rapidly and then rolled back, and the earth-shattering explosion swept everything in the command post away!
The shockwave touched the golden eyes, and the high temperature scorched Proson!
"It's all over." Chen Lai took a slight breath, and a black dragon with wings covered in white bones began to appear before his eyes, a sign that his consciousness was about to be assimilated by Deadpool.

"I never imagined that you would embark on the path to godhood, and go so far."

Amidst the flames, a tail appeared in Chen Lai's field of vision. It was a reptile-like creature with fine, cool scales that could extinguish the flames with a single flap.

Chen Lai stared in astonishment as the tail extinguished the flames, and a ferocious dragon head emerged from the black smoke after the flames died down.

Chen Lai could understand what Manstein was saying; he was speaking the language of dragons!

Dragon language is the power of words; their power exists in their speech, like sages whose words become law.

Or perhaps, the ancient prophets, sages, seers, and alchemists were merely archaeologists of the dragon knowledge system.

The dragon's script flows in their blood and genes, shared by pure-blooded dragons and hybrids, which is why there are no barriers to communication between them.

"Are you a second-generation species?"

Chen Lai found it hard to believe. He had thought that Manstein could be at most an S-class hybrid, but he never expected him to be a true dragon!

"Second generation? That's a very apt description."

Manstein slowly emerged from the black smoke, his marshal's uniform torn to shreds and crushed beneath his claws. The dragon's body was so majestic and graceful, full of violent beauty.

"..."

Chen Lai looked at Manstein, unsure of what to say; his mind was in turmoil.

The next generation is a pure-blooded dragon under the Dragon King. The Dragon Kings are the first generation, and their servants are the next generation.

Only the Dragon King can command the next generation of beings; only the Dragon King has the authority to command the next generation of beings.

In the original story, Samson, a dragon servant, resides in the bronze palace beneath the Three Gorges. He is a descendant of the Bronze and Fire King. Since Manstein is a descendant, then Simos must be the Dragon King, the Emperor!
"Himos, the King of the Sky and Wind? Is he Li Wuyue?"

Chen Lai gathered his thoughts and asked Manstein a question.

On Manstein's ferocious, enormous dragon head, a human-like expression of surprise appeared: "It seems you know more than I thought."

"However, how dare you lowly bastards call my name, my king?"

As he finished speaking, the bluish-white dragon tail lashed out like a steel whip, the whistling wind whistling in his ears and stinging Chen Lai's face.

He tried his best to block with his hands, but his hands, which had twisted into sharp claws, were whipped off by the dragon's tail in just a second. Manstein's tail was as sharp as a steel knife, and Chen Lai, a hybrid, had no right to stop it.

"If that's the case, then I understand why Manstein is a [Mobile Escape Point]... The heart of the next generation, it has to be considered a little gold!"

Chen Lai was whipped away by another tail and crashed heavily onto the ruins. His fighting spirit was ignited, and he called out to Fuqi Heishener once more.

"Fushiguro."

"What are you doing?"

"Can you make the dragon blood devour my spirit faster?"

"Are you fucking crazy?"

"I didn't! We can complete the path to godhood. The Dragon Kings are twins; we are one body with two souls!"

Chen Lai tried his best to explain, saying that the various details in the original work seemed to show why the path to becoming a god was so difficult.

There are six Dragon Kings: the Black and White Kings, the Earth and Mountain Kings, the Sky and Wind Kings, the Ocean and Water Kings, and the Bronze and Fire Kings... Each of them is a twin, one wielding power and the other wielding strength!

The path to godhood is a thorny path for hybrids to become kings. Since they are kings, they should have all the characteristics of kings!
The Dragon King's authority and power must be separated. After completing the path to godhood, at the moment when the bloodline reaches 99.9%, the last bit of humanity will be handed over to the king who holds the authority through a separation.

"Accelerate! Let the dragon's blood boil!"

Chen Lai didn't hesitate at all; at this point, there was no turning back!
Manstein crawled out from underground, and the Prossen soldiers in the midst of the chaos fired at him in fear, only to be crushed to death by his tail.

If it weren't for the king's orders, who would be willing to lead these "bastards" in a pointless war?

All of this was just Heimos's plan. After regaining his memories of the Dragon King, he discovered the technological potential of humanity. So he transformed into a human, infiltrated human society, participated in elections and gave speeches, and eventually became emperor.

This dragon king has a brain, so the mixed-race society was turned upside down, and the whole world went down a completely unimaginable path.

On the central battlefield, a man and a dragon stood side by side, seemingly oblivious to the surrounding noise and smoke. The soldiers dared not attack them; the mere pressure of the golden eyes was enough to make them prostrate themselves in submission.

In the distance, villagers from Kashgar village slanted across the bridge from the east, trying to slip past. The Cossacks, who had completely degenerated into death minions, were wreaking havoc, tearing apart tanks with their claws and kicking over artillery with their hind legs. The air was filled with the blood of Prosen people.

Pskov, slightly out of breath, activated his Word of Power for the third time and headed east to escort the villagers. On the other side of the bridge, Rosa's army launched their night raid as scheduled.

Amidst the roar of cannons, the dragon and the youth, all the clamor fades away, two pairs of golden eyes meet, snowflakes fall from the sky, reflecting a world of dazzling colors.

(End of this chapter)