Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 342 The gentleman asked me to give you his regards.
As the words fell, an invisible ripple spread out from beneath Lu Mingfei's feet, like the surface of water. Then, a vortex quickly formed, swirling around his body and expanding in a circle, instantly creating a fierce hurricane.

He commanded the raging air currents, which, like loyal subjects guarding their king, formed a perfect semi-circular domain, resembling an inverted gray bowl, firmly protecting Lu Mingfei in the center.

Mai Shude frowned deeply. She had witnessed the "Eye of the Wind King" and understood the "Dustless Land," but the domain before her was neither about controlling air currents nor creating a vacuum; it was more like...

He brought all the energy and matter around him under his absolute control, forming an absolute dominion zone centered on his will!

To say it's a combination of the two is too far-fetched; it's a power on a completely different level!
This is precisely the new realm that Lu Mingfei created by combining his powers with his initial understanding of the laws of this world.

He had already discovered that the upper limit of his abilities on Earth seemed to be a notch higher than in the perilous borderlands.

This is due to differences in environment.

Here, he is able to "command" the basic elements that constitute the world in a more direct "technique".

The ownerless energy wandering between heaven and earth seems to be much more "lively" and "free" than that at the boundary.

Alberto's powerful and fierce punch, crackling with destructive lightning, slammed into the gray-white wind barrier!
The barrier of the domain trembled violently, emitting a groan of unbearable strain. Violent lightning attempted to penetrate it, but ultimately failed to break through completely.

Then came a barrage of attacks, like a violent storm!

Each punch was accompanied by blinding lightning, pouring wildly onto the domain.

The light in the area flickered uncertainly, as if it might shatter at any moment.

Standing in the center of the domain, Lu Mingfei had to admit that this guy was indeed quite capable after taking drugs and transforming into a dragon.

This nascent elemental domain alone is indeed insufficient to completely defend against such a violent and concentrated attack.

However, he never intended to rely solely on defense.

As the domain opened, he raised the broad knight's sword in his right hand to his chest.

An indomitable fighting spirit, like an invisible flame, quietly wrapped around the cold sword blade, causing the air around the sword to distort slightly.

Combat skills, determination!
A glint flashed in Lu Mingfei's eyes!
The gray-white wind domain that enveloped him vanished instantly like an illusion, completely exposing his figure.

This sudden turn of events startled Alberto slightly.

It was that moment of hesitation.

Lu Mingfei made a move!
His right arm, which had been gathering power for a long time, was suddenly released like a taut bowstring! The greatsword, which was imbued with the power of "determination", transformed into a cold, sharp light that was difficult to see with the naked eye and slashed out diagonally!

"laugh--!"

The dull thud of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and bone echoed.

Alberto let out a short, painful roar as his ferocious right arm, which had been relentlessly attacking and crackling with lightning, was severed at the shoulder!

The severed arm, dripping with blood and crackling with electricity, flew into the air, staining the surroundings crimson.

The intense pain contorted Alberto's expression instantly, a surge of fear welling up within him, his stiff eyes reflecting Lu Mingfei's nonchalant figure. Despair overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

Without pausing, Lu Mingfei raised his left leg, a faint vortex of air forming under his foot. With the amplification of the "Storm Foot" technique, he kicked Alberto's unprotected abdomen like a steel whip!
"Oh!"

With a heavy thud, Alberto's massive, dragon-transformed body was thrown backward at high speed as if propelled by a catapult, finally slamming into the twisted metal wall behind him, embedding itself in a deep, humanoid crater, with rubble and metal shavings flying everywhere.

As Lu Mingfei kicked out, he gripped another greatsword tightly with his left hand. The wind elements that had not yet completely dissipated around him seemed to be summoned, quickly condensing and compressing on the sword in his left hand, emitting a sharp whistling sound!
Combat skills, unleash a storm!
He shot out like an arrow, arriving first despite being behind, and caught up with Alberto in an instant!

In the reflection of Alberto's golden pupils, blurred by the pain and shock, the knight's greatsword, wreathed in a storm of destruction, pierced his chest with merciless cold light, precise and ruthless!
"Ugh—!"

The blade pierced through flesh and blood, shattered bones, and disappeared all the way to the hilt!
Lu Mingfei twisted his wrist sharply, and the sword churned violently inside Alberto's chest cavity.

He knew that these creatures, forcibly transformed into dragons through drugs, would experience all sorts of unpredictable structural mutations in their bodies; it wouldn't be surprising if they grew an extra heart or even more bizarre organs.

He had suffered a setback in this regard in Cologne, Germany.

Therefore, he ruthlessly twisted the hilt of the sword, and the broad blade savagely spun inside Alberto's chest, crushing his hard ribs like fragile twigs with a cracking sound.

The heart, lungs, and other organs that were not yet fully transformed or had already become deformed, along with the intricate network of blood vessels, were all shredded into an indistinguishable mixture of flesh and blood by the raging blade at this moment!

Thick, scalding blood, mixed with tissue fragments, gushed wildly from Alberto's ripped chest wound and his gaping mouth, staining his dark blue scales, now in his dragon form, a gruesome and nauseating stench of blood instantly filling the air.

Alberto's life force was nearly extinguished; his body convulsed violently, and the golden light in his pupils dissipated and dimmed rapidly like a candle flickering in the wind.

The mangled chest cavity no longer rose and fell; only the unconscious trembling proved that the body was not yet completely cold.

Lu Mingfei exerted force with his wrist, preparing to pull the longsword, stained with blood and flesh fragments, from Alberto's chest.

In the blink of an eye.

A completely illogical vitality suddenly burst forth from the depths of Alberto's shattered body.

This life force carried a strange and tyrannical power, forcibly keeping him alive until his last breath!

Alberto's previously empty and unfocused golden pupils suddenly refocused, locking onto Lu Mingfei's face covered by a visor.

He made strange, hissing sounds, like air leaking out, as his broken chest rose and fell slightly with the effort, gushing out more frothy, foul blood.

The next second, he forcefully tugged at his facial muscles, and on his blood-stained and scale-covered face, he contorted into an extremely twisted and eerie smile.

With the last of his forcibly summoned strength, he uttered the curse-like words haltingly:
"Sir...I...have...give him...his regards to you..."

The moment he finished speaking, the eerie life force that had sustained him vanished like a receding tide.

The golden light in his eyes went out completely, his head drooped heavily, leaving only that eerie smile on his face, a mixture of pain and despair.

(End of this chapter)