Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

The man's heartbeat became faster and heavier, and finally turned into the sound of waves at the end of the sea and sky. Even the gods trembled in such waves.

In the end, he became a human figure standing out in the bright light and fire. On his face, whose features and expression could not be seen clearly, there were two balls of blazing golden-red glow. The light from the pair of golden dragon pupils spread to the corners of his eyes and the scales of his face, like a flowing river of fire.

The raging fire burned the man's shirt, and the strong wind blew his suit pants to one side. He was tall and ferocious, and his growing scales snapped together one by one, making a crisp roar, and his muscles rose and fell slowly under the scales.

They stared at each other in the center of the battlefield with gods and demons. The majesty of Jörmungandr faded from the girl's dark eyes, leaving only the stubbornness when she pursed her lips. Xia Mi finally sat down. She could tell all her grievances and all her sadness was gone, because the person she had been waiting for had come.

He came to the appointment.

Lu Mingfei had a bright fire on his head, like a devil descending upon the world.

They stared at the roars of monsters all around them, the howling of violent storms, and yet there was dead silence.

Raindrops fell on Lu Mingfei's body, evaporated and turned into white mist, which was blown towards God by the wind.

"I didn't lie to you, Junior Sister, I'm here." Lu Mingfei slowly bent down and touched Xia Mi's head, as if he was touching his own kitten.

The sound of the whistling wind faded away, and Xia Mi stared blankly at that hard face. This face had appeared and disappeared so many times. She finally realized that she would not trek alone for another thousand years.

That sentence was probably the last human language Lu Mingfei could utter at that moment, because the last words had completely turned into a low roar from deep in his throat.

"Not enough, far from enough! The fourth degree of blood burst is not enough for you to kill the god, brother!" Lu Mingze walked out from the gap between the light and the flame. He was wearing a beautiful evening dress, with his collar standing up as if to resist the ubiquitous wind in the tunnel. The little devil looked really great, elegant, and quite cute. Such a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy would become the focus of everyone if he appeared anywhere, but suddenly appearing in the battlefield of gods and demons would only make people feel terrified.

Anything that can interfere in the war between gods and demons must also be a god or demon.

"Stop talking nonsense, we won't know until we fight if it's enough!" Lu Mingfei roared, "If it's a welfare gift, then do it quickly. If it's a trade, then forget it!" Until now, he has made some speculations about Lu Mingze's so-called life exchange trick, but he doesn't know whether those speculations are correct. But no matter what, Lu Mingfei will not sell his soul again unless he is desperate.

"How can you give benefits all the time? Brother, you should also take care of my performance occasionally. The little witches in hell look down on me, your brother. Now that you have girls everywhere, you can't forget about your brother." Lu Mingze said pitifully. He stretched out his hands and rubbed Xia Mi's head, ruffling her beautiful black hair until he finally stopped and looked up at Lu Mingfei.

"But it just so happens that I also don't like the guy who hides himself behind the Odin mask, so I'll come to your aid. Brother, you have to help me beat them up!" Lu Mingze said viciously, with ferocious anger and hatred appearing on his cute little face. For a moment, he really looked like a terrifying evil ghost.

Lu Mingfei raised his golden eyes and looked at the little devil. The golden pupils of the two people were almost the same color, shining together, and there seemed to be the flame of the soul flowing in the eyes. Then, a smile suddenly appeared on Lu Mingze's face.

"That's good, brother. You are gradually learning how to use power and authority. Only those who possess power and authority are qualified to fight against fate!"

The next second, the gate to heaven opened! A dazzling white light descended from the sky! The light tore through the darkness of the entire Nibelung with overwhelming force, and easily overwhelmed the brilliant light on Odin's throne!

Lu Mingze suddenly appeared in the sky. He opened his arms fiercely towards the majestic light, like a cross hanging in the air, facing the place where the light fell, with a ferocious expression like a devil.

A huge cross shadow was cast towards the heroic spirit and Odin, and the golden eyes that reflected Lu Mingfei's back suddenly dimmed for a moment!

“Something for nothing, 50% fusion, all the power and authority in this world will be unlocked for you!” He was clearly saying this to Lu Mingfei, but it was as if he was giving an order to the entire world.

And the effect is just like that.

Lu Mingfei in the fourth blood-blasting state is comparable to Jörmungandr who just fought with Odin. At this moment, a greater power descends from the sky.

The gods realized something. Hot lava spewed out of their iron faces and their mouths. The roar they made was deep and twisted, like a golden horn burning with blazing flames. It was the gods' wail when the war between gods began.

The immortals and heroes acted almost simultaneously, like a black tide covering the sky and the earth, and the ferocious golden dragon pupils were like thunder that never went out in the dark clouds coming from all directions.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, his sanity was still there, his golden eyes shone like a lamp that never went out in the wind and rain.

The power of the little devil descended from the sky and entered his body, so his body, which had already transformed into a dragon, began to expand and deform to the next level. As his muscles and bones grew, there was a crisp sound like crystal crackling. Sharp bone spurs protruded from the surface of his body without warning, bringing up puffs of hot blood.

The iron-blue scales, which were dozens of times harder than steel, quickly peeled off, and then the even more indestructible black scales protruded from the body surface. Each black scale looked like an abstract leaf painted by the top painter in a freehand style, and even the veins were clearly visible.

When the black scales grew out, they were like an open shell, trembling slightly, and then closing loudly the next second!

Lu Mingfei could feel the changes in his body. He suppressed a roar of joy in his throat, but he could feel the displacement and recasting of his bones. Every joint opened like a valve, and an incomparable torrent of power washed over his blood vessels and nervous system, reaching every corner of his limbs and bones.

Unlike before, this time Lu Mingze strengthened him by 50%, so an even more incomprehensible force broke into Lu Mingfei's brain. Countless words echoed in his mind and in front of him, and were finally crushed in the void by a fierce fist.

"Cancel! Cancel! Cancel!" Lu Mingfei turned around and roared. He felt that he seemed to have merged with Lu Mingze, but it also seemed that this was not the case. It seemed that he had just taken back the power that originally belonged to him.

The first roar of cancellation shattered the words that the immortals had tried so hard to maintain. The Emperor's air wall that could suppress all dragons or creatures with dragon bloodline was shattered and disappeared!

The second cancellation fiercely tore apart the kingdom domain built on the basis of the Pure Land. It was so easy that light and fire splashed everywhere like a bursting incandescent light bulb.

With the third cancellation sound, the blessing from the ancient throne that resonated in the souls of the immortals and heroes was burned away, and those blazing golden pupils dimmed again! The domain of the King's Servant could not hold out for even a second.

After achieving this level of fusion, Lu Mingfei's body is completely comparable to that of the Dragon King, and his ability to control the elements is even far superior to that of the Dragon King!

The man looked at his hands with joy.

Right, that is it.

This is the sweet taste of power!

Love it, enjoy it, embrace it! Brother, are you going to indulge in it too...

"That's enough! Lu Mingze!"

“Enough!” Lu Mingfei let out a low roar. He did not ignore the impending danger. Everything around him seemed to be in slow motion in his eyes, and even Odin’s movements seemed to be analyzed frame by frame.

The sword case of the Seven Deadly Sins was on his back. At this moment, it was taken off and placed in front of Lu Mingfei. He turned his back to Xia Mi and inserted Lust and Gluttony into it. Then he pulled out the sword and began to roar with rage as if he wanted to cut off something!

"Brother, what are you angry about? Look ahead, there are thousands of troops, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, you have already grasped the power and strength, and at this moment, God will eventually fight alone in front of you."

"Because, though there are tens of millions of people,"

“I’m going!” Lu Mingze’s voice rang directly in Lu Mingfei’s mind. The man exhaled deeply, slowly raised one hand, and looked at the monsters that were about to sweep him and Xia Mi away like a tidal wave, but his face was expressionless.

"die!"

Along with the ancient commanding character being uttered, there was a breeze caused by the gentle waving of fingers, as if to drive away a fly.

One of the most dangerous words that can be mastered in human history, serial number 111, bloodline origin White King,

"Judgment"!

Lu Mingze opened all the word spirits on the word spirit list except those with sequence number 112 and above for Lu Mingfei, and thus the door of death for the evil spirits was opened!

The gentle wind blew slowly past. It was not violent at all, but even gentle. However, everyone would tremble in front of it, because the wind carried the ultimate order of death, a death order issued to the world. Everything that was blown by the wind, regardless of friend or foe, would die!

The heroes didn't even have time to scream before the power of judgment swept through their bodies as they rushed forward. The pus-smelling blood was carried by the wind and spread towards the immortals and gods like a bloody tide.

Those ghosts of the old times, after three strengthenings, their bodies at this moment should have surpassed Deadpool and were comparable to real pure-blooded dragons. Their scales swayed in the wind, and then were uprooted by the bloody breeze. Their flesh began to crack, and their bones were ground into pieces. The world obeyed Lu Mingfei's orders, and death really came.

The blood-red wind swept through, and the army of God was wiped out. In the dead silence, a brilliant light tore through the bloody tide. The dull sound of horse hooves rang out behind the breeze of judgment, and the sound of iron spears hitting each other seemed to ring directly in Lu Mingfei's ears.

The man felt extremely angry. He wondered how dare the traitor be so arrogant? How dare the traitor be so arrogant!

Then, the monster-like thing let out a roar like a landslide and broke the sound barrier in an instant!

The bloody wind automatically dissipated in front of Lu Mingfei. The rage in his hand that could really kill a dragon stretched out was more intimidating than a god descending to earth. He had already seen them. The monsters and gods charged towards each other. The lightning-breathing horses neighed, as if excited by this fight that was comparable to a battle between gods.

The judgment did not hurt Odin. On the contrary, they were covered with scars, with horrifying wounds all over their bodies. Red-gold blood flowed all over the ground, gathering into streams in the cinders, and then the blood burned like magma. The raging flames were the background of the god's charge.

Lu Mingfei was not afraid. People who have let go of everything don’t know what fear is. Desperadoes not only have no way to retreat, they always move forward!

But in a moment, his golden-red eyes, which were more gorgeous than Odin's one eye, turned horrifying!

It's lightning!

A twisted spear pierced out from the gap between Odin and Odin, illuminating the entire tunnel in an instant and accompanied by a roar of thunder!

Silently, the third god joined the battlefield. He rode on the real Sleipnir, held the real Kungnir in his hand, and wielded lightning and thunder, aiming to launch a fatal blow to those standing opposite them in this war of gods!

That is……

The real Odin!

Lu Mingfei was shocked, and he swept across with fury, deflecting the spear head of Kungunir, and then flew back in the air at supersonic speed! The blade of the long sword slashed across the chests of the two puppet Odins, and he jumped back with the force!

Huge cracks appeared on the ground, with red-hot magma gushing out of the cracks centered at his feet.

“You are the real Odin! Who are you!” Lu Mingfei roared, the bones on his back cracked, and he spread his huge black wings. He had no chance of winning against three people alone, but he still had one last trump card.

But at this moment, behind him, the sound of horse hooves, much deeper than Sleipnir's, seemed to be coming on the waves, and the world became lonely and solemn!

Gossip

There is not much to say about this chapter, mainly because classmates in the QQ area seem to be unable to see the group number.

233492066.

As above.

Chapter 146 Story

"…Anyway, that's the end of the story."

"Fenrir, the Lord of the Earth and the Mountains, awakens from his deep sleep. He puts on a golden armor and rides on a horse that is historically named Wuzhui."

"Fenrir and Odin each established their own kingdoms in the Nibelungen. Their mighty majesty echoed throughout the four walls, and gods fought each other. Lu Mingfei and I were shocked when we arrived. What happened before our eyes was more epic than any language could describe. Only then did we realize how cruel the war between dragons was."

"Our appearance broke the balance between them. The fight between the two sides turned into a three-way melee. It turns out that dragons are not in the same camp. They don't distinguish between good and evil, good and evil, good and bad, they only distinguish between positions."

"Every person and every dragon stood firm at the beginning of the story and refused to waver. They fought in the myth until they fell down without saying a word of repentance."...

As Ange began to tell a heroic and tragic story that took place in the BJ Nibelungen subway, white steam slowly rose from everyone's tea cups, filling the small tea room.

Caesar and Chu Zihang looked at each other silently, and then their eyes met. In just that moment, everyone saw the confusion and puzzlement in each other's eyes.

According to Ange's instructions, he, Lu Mingfei and the immortals entered Nibelungen ahead of everyone else, and encountered Fenrir, the awakened king of the earth and mountains, and Odin, who arrived at this time to devour Fenrir. The three parties engaged in a tragic melee, and the immortal army sent by the academy was destroyed, Fenrir was killed, and Odin escaped. Because of the death of the ruler of Nibelungen, the kingdom of the dead based on the twisted subway lines began to fall apart. They couldn't even take Fenrir's dragon bone cross and left there in a hurry.

The water in the teapot was boiling and bubbling. Chu Zihang folded his arms, while Caesar carefully looked at the old man sitting in front of him.

The story told by Ange was undoubtedly full of loopholes. First of all, they had carefully studied the fighting abilities of Lu Mingfei and Ange, and concluded that under extreme conditions, the two of them could join forces to fight the Dragon King in a short period of time, but it was impossible for them to kill a real monarch.

According to Ange's statement, they undoubtedly killed one of the two dragon kings and expelled the other when facing them at the same time.

When did the secret party become so powerful? Can we kill the Dragon King just like that?

The second doubt is the disintegration of the Nibelungen. If it was before last year, perhaps Caesar and Chu Zihang would not doubt Angers' statement that the kingdom of the dead would immediately fall apart after the death of its ruler. But last year, Kassel College took over the bronze city under the Kuimen of the Three Gorges. Even though Norton, the king of bronze and fire, died completely, the Nibelungen lasted for three months before gradually collapsing from the inside.

It was rumored that the key to unlock all of Nibelung was placed on the throne of the King of Earth and Mountains. There was no reason why Fenrir's domain would collapse so quickly.

Although they did notice the disappearance of the kingdom of the dead that almost overlapped with the subway at that time, and Professor Manstein also said that he had lost his perception of the Nibelungen, there were too many doubts in it, so many that the whole incident seemed like a conspiracy.

But Chu Zihang and Caesar really had no position or qualifications to doubt the man in front of them, because his name was Hilbert Jean Ange. If there was only one person left in the world who hated the dragon clan, that person must be this old guy.

"You mean that after a hard-fought war, you and Lu Mingfei teamed up to kill Fenrir and then expelled Odin?" Caesar carefully chose his words and put emphasis on the word "hard-fought".

Ange nodded in agreement and took a sip of the Ceylon black tea in his cup.

"But Principal, you... seem to be okay." Caesar said hesitantly.

Angers' condition is more than just good. He is refreshed and dignified. He looks even younger than before the mission. His eyes are bright and his whole body is full of energy.

He didn't look like he had just experienced a tough battle to slay a dragon, but rather like he had just taken Lu Mingfei to get a full massage service. At this moment, he was wiping his wet hair with a radiant face.

"Ah... yes, I had this suit hand-made in London, and for this I added an extra £200,000 budget to the college's annual report to the board of directors at the beginning of the year." The old man seemed to become excited when talking about this.