Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei, let them live with regrets for the rest of their lives.

The journey was unimpeded, and the bronze snake figurines along the way seemed to have been imbued with a will, welcoming Old Tang's arrival with their heads bowed in submission.

In the end, Old Tang arrived at a grand hall before anyone else. He glanced at the empty throne and went straight into the secret chamber behind it.

Open the mechanism, and a hidden world awaits.

Old Tang arrived at the incubation site where the bone ossuaries were stored.

Unlike the bronze exterior, this place is plated with gold, and a pair of golden hands hold an oval egg.

When Old Tang first saw the egg, he was struck dumb. As if bewitched, he quickly stepped forward and stroked its roundness.

A faint, rhythmic heartbeat could be heard coming from inside the egg.

This is the Dragon King's ossuary.

The egg was only the size of an ostrich egg, but it contained the body of a great soul.

"elder brother……"

Old Tang heard a childish voice.

He looked down at the egg. Was that the sound coming from the egg?

No.

He turned around again, but there was nothing there.

It wasn't the voice of anyone else from the hatchery.

Where is that?

Your memories.

Memories are like this egg, gradually hatching, but Old Tang's are more fierce and intense. The word "brother" is just the gentle calm before a tsunami, and what immediately appears is a raging storm that instantly engulfs Old Tang's mind.

Old Tang covered his head, wriggling and jumping around on the ground like a monkey under a spell.

My brain feels like it's going to tear apart.

It forcefully injected many abrupt memories and life experiences.

On a frozen snowfield, "he" gazed at the lonely black king from afar, pondering something, and longing for something.

In his presence, I could not muster any thought of resistance; only reverence and fear remained.

……

Fire erupted from the sea, dragons soared through the air, and hybrids on the ground hurled spears upwards, causing many of their kind to fall one by one.

……

Driven from their homeland, they lost their paradise and were forced into a long period of wandering.

……

Until the Mandate of Heaven was lost, and Baidi City was burned to the ground, all ambitions vanished like water flowing eastward.

why?

You are clearly insects, lowly beings.

Why are they able to expel us time and time again?

Norton couldn't understand it, and a fire of resentment and rage burned within him.

One shot from the Candle Dragon, and they both perished.

The Bronze City was submerged underwater.

……

Finally, Old Tang woke up, brushed his bangs aside, and let out a heavy sigh.

He remembered a person.

Xingtian.

Even if my head is chopped off and my head never sees me again, I will still use my nipples as eyes, my navel as mouth, my left hand as shield, and my right hand as axe, and roar to the heavens.

But all of this was in vain.

The Dragon King's fate is merely the stone steps beneath others' feet, and the wedding dress for others.

Despite having long understood his destiny, Norton still had to speak out and express his anger.

Anger is the most vibrant and powerful proof that a life is still alive.

They've even lost their anger; they're like walking corpses, practically dead.

“I’ll take you away, Constantine.” Norton placed his brother’s urn in his arms with one hand.

He turned and left.

He paused in his steps.

Two people were standing prominently at the door.

Lu Mingfei and Nuonuo.

Lu Mingfei didn't speak, and Nuonuo sensed that something was wrong.

The old Tang in front of me was not the shameless, joking person I remembered. His hair was styled with hair gel and combed into a slicked-back look, revealing a cold face with tightly pursed lips.

"Old Tang, are you still Old Tang?" Lu Mingfei asked softly.

“Tang Renjie is dead. Standing before you now is the Dragon King Norton,” Norton said coldly.

Nono was taken aback.

What?

Is Old Tang the Dragon King Norton?

This was the first time Nono had seen a living Dragon King, not in some novel, storybook, or scholar's paper.

In Nono's stereotype, the Dragon King should be a super monster that is hundreds of meters long and can swallow a mountain whole.

Even Ultraman couldn't withstand a dragon king that's hundreds of meters long; their normal size is only a few dozen meters.

They got to go to Planet Godzilla.

It's not that I'm being arrogant, but judging from the aura that Lao Tang is exuding right now, it feels like he could kill her with one punch.

She's still young, and there are so many interesting and fun things she hasn't tried yet. Nono hasn't lived enough yet and doesn't want to die here.

Bringing her thoughts back, Nuonuo calmly analyzed the current situation. Lu Mingfei's behavior seemed to be no exception. Was Old Tang's true identity the Dragon King?

Lu Mingfei, S-class, Dad (crossed out because of OCC), hurry up and use your super power to think of a solution!

Nono's expression stiffened. She regretted getting involved in this mess; she had lost her integrity and was now risking her life.

Lu Mingfei stood in front of Nuonuo like a father, without turning his head, and said, "We might not be able to take care of you during the battle, so run as far away as you can."

"You want to fight the Dragon King one-on-one?" Nono couldn't help but ask. Even though she had expected it, she was still shocked.

Lu Mingfei, unarmed, started a fight on someone else's turf?

That's pretty intense.

Lu Mingfei didn't reply to Nuonuo, but stared at Lao Tang and said seriously, "The friendship-breaking punch I owed you before has now been repaid. Lao Tang, you are Lao Tang."

“…I’m already dead, all soft and mushy.” Norton paused for a moment, then said calmly.

“It’s okay, I’ll make you soft and yielding again, until you start crying and begging for mercy.” Lu Mingfei stepped forward.

Norton raised an eyebrow. Facing the Dragon King, instead of retreating, he stepped forward towards him.

Nuonuo wisely left the arena to Lu Mingfei and the Tang brothers, while she herself stayed far away to observe this bloodthirsty battle.

Nuwa once told Lu Mingfei that Old Tang becoming Lu Mingfei was his destiny, it was only a matter of time.

But isn't it good to place the Awakening Ground in Bronze City?

There is no need to worry about innocent civilians being affected.

Let's have a blast in this desolate city hundreds of meters underwater.

Lu Mingfei's long-suppressed fighting spirit can finally be unleashed without restraint.

"Old Tang, watch out, this punch is going to hurt a lot." Lu Mingfei held up his fist, which was the size of a sandbag.

Norton smiled. Although he had just awakened and his strength might not be as great as his dragon servant, he was still the Dragon King!

Moreover, in Bronze City, fighting on home ground, one person can command an army, employing hundreds of soldiers, making them invincible.

What makes Lu Mingfei think he can win?

Won!

Chapter 160 Loan for the Future! The Holy Demon King Lu Mingfei!

"boom"

The floor suddenly shook violently, as if it were a sign of an underwater volcanic eruption. But where did the Yangtze River at the Qutang Gorge come from?

The once lifeless bronze city seemed to come alive, with countless gears turning and walls moving rapidly, dividing the world into an ever-changing labyrinth.

Ye Sheng, Jiu Deya, and their group were like people who had accidentally wandered into the intricate structure of a mechanical watch and lost their way, bumping around aimlessly like headless flies.

Incidentally, to evade Samson's pursuit, the city's defender.

"boom!"

Another shockwave struck, and to make matters worse, the ground beneath Ye Sheng and the others began to crack. Jiu Deyaji lost his footing and almost fell into an abyss from which there was no bottom.

Fortunately, Ye Sheng reached out and pulled him back at the crucial moment.

"Roar!"

Samson, a giant dragon soaring through the abyss, flapped his enormous wings, his fangs gleaming coldly, his gaze fixed intently on the invaders who had been driven to the brink of destruction.

Ye Shenghu was in front of Jiu Deyaji. Chen Chuan was young and on the verge of collapse. Jiang Yan and Jiang Yumo also looked terrible.

It seems they are going to perish here today.

Bronze City was not a treasure trove, but a tomb.