Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

When that girl named Erii made her move, everything was beyond repair.

The defensive line collapsed, and all the mixed-race individuals who stood in front of it were killed in battle.

The clone army returned once more, transforming into a sea of ​​hybrids that flooded the sanctuary.

Lu Mingfei watched all of this, witnessing the terrible things unfold before his eyes.

Lu Lincheng, Qiao Weini, and everyone else are protecting the final sanctuary, but the defense line is being compressed step by step.

Alchemical weapons, alchemical arrays—no matter what they are, they all seem utterly vulnerable in the face of the wave of clones.

Lu Mingfei was held tightly by Lu Lincheng's side and retreated to the final sanctuary first.

But Giovanni did not have that right.

She could only be surrounded.

So what if she's also S-rank?

Lu Mingfei witnessed a clone insert a knife into her body...

The unfeeling and ignorant clone hybrid was actually panicked.

For a terrifying king has appeared, his presence is everywhere, and his majesty and wrath seem tangible.

Lu Mingfei lowered his hand from his face, and golden light shot out from the depths of his blood-red eyes.

He was back, that domineering rage was back, a ferocious expression appeared, and his voice was sharp and distorted, like the howl of a demon emanating from a bent silver horn.

He couldn't tell if it was his own voice or the voice of the demon within him; grief and anger burned his mind into a blinding light...

Kill them?

Kill them! Kill them!

Then... as you wish!

There was no transaction process; the questions and answers happened in an instant, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a conversation between him and Lu Mingze or his own monologue.

The body awakens in an instant, every joint opens like a valve, and the torrent of suppressed power washes over the blood vessels and nervous system, reaching every corner of the body.

Countless incantations or spells echoed in his mind. Some he understood, some he didn't, but unlocked... all of them were unlocked!

He roared at the horde of terrified clones, "Kill!"

That wasn't a single word or syllable, but an order—an order to burn the city.

The moment the order was given, the stench of blood swept across the snowfield like a gale. The tough scales on the clones were blown away like fallen leaves by the gale, and their flesh and blood were blown away like dust, turning into a thick, bloody red blizzard.

When he utters the word "death," death truly arrives. All things in the world become his scythe, subject to his will. He cleaves and cuts through the raging wind and snow, indiscriminately taking lives.

A fierce wind, shrouded in scales, swept over the attackers, as if they were being directly impacted by a torrent of steel.

Some tried to escape, but couldn't outrun Death's scythe; others just stared blankly, letting themselves be swallowed up by the red blizzard.

"That is... the wrath of the Supreme One."

Deep within the sanctuary, the old men gazed ahead.

Lu Mingfei ran out the instant Jovin died, just as they had expected.

"Lincheng, you did it." Someone praised.

Lu Lincheng's face was cold and hard: "That's my wife!"

"Otherwise, how will the supreme beings we create awaken?"

Lu Lincheng's facial muscles were spasming, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"The artificial dragon king project was originally intended to be tested on a certain dragon king, but we did not expect that the Supreme One would attach his spirit to your son."

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The elderly people each said one sentence.

"He did it. He is the true dragon-slaying weapon."

“Now that he has awakened, the dark side lord who killed his mother will no longer be a concern; he will take care of him.”

"All sacrifices are worthwhile."

"..."

Even though there was no wind, the elderly people suddenly felt a chill all over their bodies.

"what happened?"

They turned around at the same time, only to find a girl standing deep within the sanctuary behind them.

"When did she come in?"

The elderly people were horrified.

Lu Lincheng slowly retreated, walking towards the edge of the sanctuary.

"bright…"

His voice trailed off as he called out to Lu Mingfei.

A line of blood appeared on his throat, and blood gushed out.

The elderly dared not move.

The silver-haired girl withdrew her hand, her gaze fixed on the boy hanging on the golden holy spear, her wine-red eyes gradually igniting with golden light.

"Is what I'm missing... here...?"

Her voice faded into the void…

Lu Mingfei was overwhelmed with grief over his mother's death, so terrified that he could hardly breathe.

Giovanni lay in his arms, blood gushing from the bullet holes all over her body.

"Save her... Someone please save my mother..."

He clung to his mother in sorrow and fear, feeling as if the whole world was pressing down on him, and no one answered his cries for help.

Lu Mingze, whom we hadn't seen in a long time, came in rhythm, his white trench coat fluttering, the sound of his heels tapping on the ice light and beautiful.

"Why are you still such a useless person, brother?"

He suddenly appeared in front of Lu Mingfei from afar, speaking in a reproachful tone, "Leave the things you can't handle to me. Leave them to me, and you can sleep peacefully. The people you love will be happy."

"Are you really that concerned about whether you're the owner of this body? Aren't you the kind of person who'd risk your life for your friends?"

"Leave it to me, I can save your friends, I can save your family, I can save everyone you care about."

"In the end, it's because you're too selfish. You're unwilling to give up your own existence, and as a result, you've messed everything up."

"In that world without you, the people you love will be happy, so why not? Between you and me, why must the weaker one live on? Just because the stronger one is evil?"

"In the world of a kind and timid child, everyone will die in the end, leaving him all alone."

Lu Mingze transformed into the wind and snow swirling around his ears, whispering repeatedly. He was in so much pain that he wanted to cover his ears, but he couldn't let go of his mother in his arms.

Those words were vivid and clear, revealing the devil's malice, yet they were also irrefutable truths.

He was so afraid of trading his life, perhaps not for any noble purpose, but simply because this cowardly and pitiful soul wanted to continue occupying this body.

When this soul falls asleep and the devil awakens, the world may become a better place. The devil may grind his teeth and suck blood, but the devil loves the same people as him, and he will be good to his mother, good to Xia Mu, and good to Chu Zihang.

The devil might even pretend to be obedient in front of them, and they wouldn't even realize that the soul inside their bodies has been replaced by the devil's.

Isn't this better? Why should the evil and powerful one be allowed to slumber? Why should the self-righteous and weak one selfishly occupy the body? No one really needs him; he is the real burden.

He slowly closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Just like his first night in the safe haven.

Chapter 387 Celestial Beach

"Dragon Raja breaks world box office record!"

"A magnificent world! Mysterious dragons! This is a world you could never have imagined!"

"If dragons and hybrids exist in this world, is there still a place for us humans?"

"Even if Nidhogg were reborn in a fantasy world, there would be a hero like Xia Mu to save the world. But what about reality?"

"In the past, most countries agreed that peace and development were the themes of the world today, but now there is frequent turmoil, natural disasters are getting worse, and countries are starting to fight each other for their own interests. How long will peace last?"

It seems that a force was pushing things along from behind, and the Dragon Raja craze began to surge worldwide.

The film not only explores the dragon race itself, but also resonates with and expresses concern about the global situation.

The film depicts the apocalypse in a grand and spectacular manner, which is in line with the style of Master Mei's "Titanic". Beneath the grandeur lies the collision of different human natures under the disaster.

Was it rampant looting or goodwill?

Will they bravely face death or weakly surrender?

In the end, humanity still cannot unite in the face of the powerful dragons, with more than half of humanity groveling at their feet, preferring to live as slaves.

It was because Xia Mu displayed unparalleled power that a small portion of humanity chose to rebel.

The rest of the people just drifted along, waiting to die, living one day at a time.

This is what life is like under disaster.

The director never intended to make a superhero movie; he was filming the brilliance of humanity within a disaster film.

Even in the darkest of times, there is still love that sustains each other, family ties that never abandon one another, and friendship that supports one another.

This is what the movie is trying to express.

"In movies, I'm the protagonist who wreaks havoc, but in reality, I can only watch from the sidelines..."

As Xia Mu walked through the Gattuso family's estate, he saw a group of old people with broken walls and limbs.

Their heads hung from the cross, as if under some kind of bloody curse.

"He is conscious; he is still Caesar."

Xia Mu only saw the old man's body, but no other innocent people.

"The Black King's Eye, the Black King's Bones, the Wind King's Blood..."