Dragon Raja: Reboot

Chapter 70 Personality

"Aren't you curious why I'm not trying to seize the Black King's Egg, but instead waiting here for you?"

"I'm very curious."

"Because it doesn't matter who holds it. Nidhogg, the Black King, is the supreme being of supreme power and virtue. No one can bring his awakening forward or delay it, and he cannot be destroyed. One day you will understand this. All struggles are in vain. Only a new Black King, or the Black King himself, can kill the Black King."

This moment.

Lu Mingfei, like a peerless actor, asked and answered the above dialogue in two completely different tones, with rich emotions and perfect intonation, as if there really were two people having a conversation.

One is Li Wuyue herself, and the other is Menek Cassel, who has been dead for a hundred years!

then.

He smiled as he looked at the terrified dragons and said gently,

"Why question my return?"

"In your eyes, He is so supreme and great, His existence is destiny itself, which cannot be defied or resisted, and He is destined to return from the past to the present. But is it possible that in your eyes..."

"Am I not as good as Him?"

His tone suddenly turned icy, like the biting frost of winter.

A majestic aura, surging like a tidal wave, swept across the spiritual realm, instantly covering the spiritual domain of the dragons!

"In your eyes, I'm not even as good as that traitor?!"

A furious rage, like a world-shaking thunderbolt, descended, and Lu Mingfei coldly issued a command to the world:

"No one can stand on my head when I speak!"

"Forbidden air."

Li Wuyue's flapping dragon wings suddenly lost their power, and she plummeted straight down from mid-air in shock and anger!

At this moment, even though He was the king of the sky and the wind, He still lost the right to freely soar through the heavens, as an immense force pressed down upon Him.

He frantically flapped his membranous wings, struggling in mid-air in an extremely disheveled posture, barely managing to keep up with the train!

"Don't look at me so surprised. I told you a long time ago that as a descendant of the dragon race, all power exists in the form of words."

Lu Mingfei looked up at the cloudless night sky and sighed softly.

"The weather is really nice tonight. It reminds me of the day you two brothers were born. It was raining from the sky and the ground. You two brothers were standing in the rain, shivering and hugging each other for warmth. This scene inevitably brought back memories for me, so I brought you back with me."

"But as it turns out, I really don't know how to teach children. Otherwise, how could I have produced such useless people as you, who have dragon blood but no matching heart? Even thousands of years have not taught you what true strength is."

"I saw your brother a while ago. He's a bad guy, he doesn't learn anything good. Although you two brothers are both useless, at least you're better than him."

He lowered his head indifferently, looking at the dragons that were flying almost close to the ground, and said calmly, "Since you have given up the name I gave you, from today onwards, you will be called Li Wuyue."

Li Wuyue dared not answer.

He should have turned and run, but He was too eager to verify the identity of the person in front of Him.

His body was tense, his strength, accumulated over a century, ready to burst forth and escape at any moment. But he was reluctant to leave. He wanted to get more details from the other person to confirm whether the other person was an imposter or whether he had truly returned...

Throughout history, there are only a handful of beings who can wield such immense power with pure language!

The essence of the dragon race's power is indeed written language, but mastering certain characters requires qualifications or authority, and what determines this authority is not only bloodline, but also rank!

Compared to bloodline, social status seems somewhat ethereal, yet it is a real thing.

Just as there have only been three people holding the supreme position, there have only been eight Dragon Lords.

Even those alien species possessing the bloodline and power of the first generation must bow their heads before the eight monarchs and only dare to reign in the "darkness".

"Were you there that night?" Li Wuyue asked in a low voice.

Even after more than a hundred years, He still couldn't forget the man who, in human form, entered the dragon realm and almost dragged Him down with him.

Menek Cassel, a human being worthy of having his name remembered.

Lu Mingfei did not answer him.

He seemed to be waiting for something, silently gazing at the distant sky with a somewhat wistful look in his eyes.

He didn't speak, and Li Wuyue could only follow silently behind, maintaining a wary distance between them.

Until Lu Mingfei closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and slowly clenched his fist, holding something firmly in his hand.

At that moment, Li Wuyue instinctively distanced herself from him, her dragon scales opening and closing as if she had seen something extremely terrifying.

He turned and fled at a speed far exceeding his previous speed, without the slightest hesitation. His iron-blue wings vibrated the air, and he immediately broke out of Lu Mingfei's mental domain. From then on, his body was no longer bound, and like a fish entering the sea, he rushed into the sky at supersonic speed.

Lu Mingfei stared at the figure that had instantly reached a thousand meters in the air, and withdrew the two words he was about to utter.

That was—the "Emperor".

……

……

Chu Zihang and Xia Mi walked towards the front of the carriage together, only to realize at that moment that there were only the three of them on the train!

There were no other passengers, not even any flight attendants. The enemy had cleared the area thoroughly, seemingly unwilling to expose the dragon clan's secrets.

As they continued forward, they became increasingly vigilant, because it was so quiet all around them, with only the sound of the train rolling over the tracks and no other unusual noises.

Even from his junior brother's side, no sound came at all. That spiritual domain isolated the inside from the outside, forming its own world.

"Ouch..." A painful groan came from Chu Zihang's shoulder.

001 slowly regained consciousness from unconsciousness, only to feel as if she were suspended in mid-air, with someone carrying her forward?

who is it?

He had just opened his eyes when a karate chop landed on the back of his head, and he passed out again without a second thought.

Xia Mi blinked and said, "I took a self-defense course in the preparatory class."

Chu Zihang nodded and commented, "A very standard strike, both in terms of power and positioning."

The advantage of his bloodline allowed Chu Zihang to recover quickly, preventing him from becoming too weak. He no longer needed Xia Mi's support, but Xia Mi did not let go of his hand.

Chu Zihang did not object to Xia Mi's actions. Even if Xia Mi hadn't made that move, he would have knocked the man unconscious.

Although I don't know who my junior brother brought back, judging from his clothes alone, this person is with the enemy.

I imagine we can pry information about the mastermind out of this person later, but the current situation is clearly not suitable for doing so.

They finally arrived at the very front of the train and stood at the door of the driver's cab.

Chu Zihang first put the thing on his shoulder on the seat next to him, grabbed Murasame, exchanged a glance with Xia Mi, nodded in tacit understanding, and then kicked open the cockpit door!

He charged in with his sword drawn, only to find the place still empty.

Is this an old-fashioned, driverless train?!

Chapter 2 will be a little late today. I have a job interview during the day; I hope I pass (Amen).

I'll be updating one chapter at midnight and one in the afternoon, 4 words per day (that's my limit, I type relatively slowly, about 1 words per hour, and sometimes it's even slower when I get writer's block...).

I'll try to post two chapters at a time from now on; that should be more comfortable to read.

(End of this chapter)