Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

But few people know that in the field of mysticism, the conservation of elements was proposed by Flamel as early as the Middle Ages. "The elements are not annihilated, but they are silent", which means that the four elements that were stimulated by the Word Spirit did not eventually return to nothingness from this planet due to the catalysis of the Holy Word, but only turned from active to inert. This theory further extends to another set of views, that is, "Long years ago, the concentration of elements on the surface of the earth was comparable to the concentration of air at this time, but the Black King and his descendants fought each other recklessly with the Great Word of Truth, so the uncontrollable annihilation came, the power of dragons was weakened, the number of high-level hybrids decreased geometrically, and the four monarchs fell into a deep sleep."

There are many believers in this theory. They believe that the decline of dragons is due to the stagnation of supernatural forces. It only takes one recitation of the word of the spirit to turn the movement of elements from active to inert, but it takes an unknown amount of time to turn from inert to active again. The genes of dragons are full of thirst for power and bloodlust. The war between the two princes can last for hundreds of years and leave thousands of miles of barren land.

In the time span measured in epochs, the relatively frequent use of world-destroying-level Word Spirits is like throwing a torch into firewood, madly consuming the active elemental reserves on the planet.

The elements stored in Asgard, the kingdom of gods, are enough for Odin to summon tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of heroic armies to march to the Twilight of the Gods, but the consumption of the Ancient Power is enormous. It is Pompeii who uses his own power to maintain the operation of their domain and bring the concepts of death and destruction to every inch of land in Nibelung.

Although the Nine Infants summoned by Lord Wa can severely damage the first generation, it is impossible to make it lose its combat effectiveness in an instant.

It was Lu Mingfei's sword that truly destroyed the balance of elements in Pompeii's body.

That extremely solemn knife strike carried with it a poetic murderous intent, extracting strength from Lu Mingfei's already drained bones.

The ultimate god-killing weapon named Rage was already awakened the moment it was pulled out of the box of the seven deadly sins. The flame on the blade extended to a length of ten meters, and Lu Mingfei's exhausted soul let out a roar like that of an angry lion.

He did not use any sword techniques, and even his actions seemed to be subconscious. The fifth degree of bloodshed was unsheathed again in anger, drawing a mountain-shaped sword arc in the wind, and everything happened in just a moment.

Lu Mingfei remembered that Ange had told him that in the battle with Tamamonomae, Inuyama He held Onimaru Kuninaga and advanced Setsuna to the ninth level, slashing with the fastest sword in history at 512 times the speed.

But at this moment, the speed he burst out was still above the ninth level. His hatred and determination to sever his fate made him even willing to burn his own life.

At that moment, although Lu Mingfei did not use any sword techniques, he actually used the ultimate power of Iai.

After crossing paths with the falling fierce light, Lu Mingfei still rushed forward a hundred meters, almost approaching the ruins where Chu Tianjiao was unconscious. Under his feet was a long and narrow, dark ravine. The ferocious dragon claws were firmly embedded in the ground to help him stabilize his body.

He maintained the posture of drawing his sword, and the rage hanging at his waist was transforming into a misty golden mist that slowly dissipated.

What dissipated was not the sword itself, but the blade and edge that extended out in the form of light and flame.

With one successful strike, Lu Mingfei's dragon transformation immediately faded away, and all his dragon characteristics quickly disappeared, leaving only a naked boy standing in the ruins, staggering in the wind and rain.

The giant ice dragon slowly bent its long neck. The slender and tall girl on the dragon's head in the center looked down coldly at the man who was almost exhausted after exhausting all his strength.

"Is he dead?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"He's dead." Lord Wa nodded. Suddenly, she was no longer so slender and tall. She still had that baby face with a little baby fat but a pointed chin. She was still wearing a white satin skirt. The small figure jumped down from the ice dragon's head. When she jumped down, Jiuying's domain also collapsed. The ferocious beast that walked out of the Di water collapsed like dust and turned into shattered ice crystals.

Lu Mingfei sighed and said nothing more, his eyelids drooped, his expression very serious. He nodded, clenched his right fist and placed it on his chest, just like the senior schoolmate who touched his forehead on the day he swore to join the Communist Youth League.

After doing this, Lu Mingfei lost all his strength and collapsed. The baby-faced girl quickly stepped forward and held him in her arms.

She reached out to feel his pulse, breathed a sigh of relief, and carried Lu Mingfei headfirst onto her shoulders, as easily as if she were carrying a huge feather.

Lu Mingfei muttered something in a low voice and said, "Chu Tianjiao, Chu Tianjiao, bring Chu Tianjiao with you."

Wazhu sighed and tore off a piece of silk from the hem of her skirt to wrap up Lu Mingfei's buttocks and the extremely shameful guy, as if he was wearing a diaper. She said, "Okay, take it with you, I'll take Chu Tianjiao with me. Damn, Chu Zihang is really your good buddy. He's still thinking about his dad at this time."

Lu Mingfei then said there was another box, my box.

Lord Wa held the box of the seven deadly sins and said, "I'm taking it with me. Your Ame Murakami is also with you, don't worry."

"Junior sister, junior sister..." Lu Mingfei's voice was intermittent, closer to a soft whisper and unconscious dream talk. He was already close to the end of his strength before the Lord Wa came to his aid. The fifth degree of violent blood was not only threatening his will, but also burning his life.

However, Lu Mingfei did not regret it. As long as he could save Xia Mi and kill Odin, he was willing to do everything and even summon the realm of sin and punishment of the seven deadly sins to completely end this so-called torrent of fate.

"Damn, you little brat are so troublesome, why don't you take our ancestor's life as well!" Lord Wa opened her eyes wide and glared at Lu Mingfei, but when she saw the murder weapon wrapped in silk and barely visible, she immediately lost her temper and sighed, saying, "I'll hold it for you, I'll hold it for you."

After saying this, Lord Wa looked into the distance. Some terrifying power deep in Indra's domain had torn the barrier between Nibelungen and the real world open a crack so narrow that it almost spanned the sky. In the depths of the crack, eight burly figures as big as mountains were looming in it, flapping their huge wings. A gust of wind blew in, shaking the king's majesty.

“Thank you, thank you…” Lu Mingfei felt that he was too tired, too tired to lift his head, too tired to lift his eyelids. His will was lingering on the edge of darkness, as if he would fall into a bottomless ravine at any time.

The group of dragons composed of ancient species fell like vultures eating corpses. They landed in the ruins and protected Pompeii, which was still wrapped in flames and burning fiercely, in the middle.

Lord Wa saw that the charred human body in the center of the flames was still trembling slightly. The Nine Infants did not appear many times in history, so Pompeii made a mistake.

This word spirit can show two effects at the same time. One effect is to restrict those first-generation species with huge dragon bodies. The indestructible ice-cast dragon head can clamp most dragon kings including Fenrir. The second effect is to inject the pure water and fire elements contained in it into the body of the attacked object at the same time when the ancient beast launches the first wave of attack.

Water and fire are originally mutually reinforcing and counteracting elements. When their elemental crystals blend and charge into each other within the body of a living creature, the resulting damage can even kill a dragon king.

Unfortunately, Pompeii had already devoured his brother, and as the supreme being, he had been immersed in the throne of the king of the sea and water for a thousand years. During these long years, he had tempered his body to a level far superior to that of the Dragon King.

However, the knife that Lu Mingfei pulled out in anger at the last moment was not without effect.

The seven deadly sins forged by Norton to kill kings originally had a restraint on dragons. When the rage swung, it cut open Pompeii's chest, and his heart was severely damaged again. The poison carried by the rage destroyed Odin's body, which was already riddled with holes due to the impact of the elements, and might even force him to cocoon and hatch again.

Wa had deceived Lu Mingfei, Odin was not killed, he just fell to the bottom. If one wanted to completely eradicate this supreme being who was not at his peak, then this was obviously the best opportunity.

But the crack deep in the sky was getting bigger and bigger, and a kind of violent breathing sound was sweeping across the Nibelung.

Something is coming.

Or rather, they are already here.

The kings of the dark side, the whole composed of I to IX hidden behind the golden emblem of the prosperous world tree.

They call themselves the Holy Palace Medical Society, creating disasters all over the world and profiting from them. Even Herzog, who even set his sights on the White King's throne, is just their pawn.

The Queen hesitated for a moment, and her long legs merged into a long snake tail. She used the snake tail to roll up the Seven Deadly Sins and the Dragon Severing Platform, and came to Chu Tianjiao at a speed almost comparable to that of a ninth-order instant. A trace of disgust appeared on her baby face, and the Queen finally shook the man out of the blue wind cloak.

He was still wearing the same suit he wore many years ago. Time did not seem to have left any traces on Chu Tianjiao, as if he had gone from 2005 to 2011 in the blink of an eye. Only the scars on his suit told of the hardships of the battle not long ago.

"Hmph, you're lucky. If this kid hadn't insisted on saving you, I wouldn't have bothered." Lord Wa casually sent two words of spiritual power to Chu Tianjiao's body, and the sound of bones healing came from the man's body. The scars on the man's body that cut the skin and muscles also began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if there were thousands of nanorobots working in his body.

After bringing the Seven Deadly Sins, the Dragon-Breaking Platform and Chu Tianjiao, Lord Wa frowned slightly and looked around. Finally, she saw the small altar made of bones that was half submerged in water. The aluminum alloy box containing the Black King's bones and blood was placed on it.

"I now doubt the authenticity of this thing. Logically speaking, with the intensity of the war back then, he should have no chance to leave his flesh and blood." Lord Wa narrowed his eyes, but was still ready to take the box away.

She couldn't deal with the Holy Palace Medical Society alone. It was full of old guys whose history might be even longer than hers. They were fighting for power and had launched many wars that almost caused genocide over the past thousands of years.

They are all surviving members of the Council of Elders. Each of them has devoured his own brothers and is far more powerful than the next generation. Among them, there are even elders who have killed Odin's descendants and plundered part of the power of the King of Ocean and Water. They are called Zeus in ancient Greece.

At this moment, Lord Wa suddenly felt a chilling murderous intent.

She turned slowly and saw that above the dragon formation, Kungunir, a gun with a strange shape and twisted body but the texture of a tree branch, was slowly drawing complex patterns.

The breath of death was overwhelming, like a gust of wind that lifted the girl's long hair and silk skirt.

Commander Wa slowly removed her hand from the aluminum alloy box containing the Black King's bones and blood, an angry look like a lioness appearing on her face.

She was actually confronting Kungunir, and the holy spear that was said to dominate fate was really just hanging above the dragons, posing a silent threat.

After a moment, Lord Wa turned and left, no longer casting any glances at the box. The tip of Kungunir's gun was always pointed at the girl's back, as if it would shoot herself out at any time.

Chapter 519 I'll support you, kid

Lu Mingfei slowly opened his eyes and stared blankly at the little girl in front of him, dozing off with her chin in her hands and her head slowly moving forward as if she was about to fall down on the bed in the next second.

There were no chandeliers or table lamps around, the dim light must have come from the window, and all around were uneven but square bookshelves, with new and old tomes on the shelves, some yellowed old books and some sheepskin scrolls tied with linen ropes, and bamboo slips neatly stacked on top of the bookshelf. In the corner was a gaming chair, and next to the computer was an unfinished KFC bucket, and cans of Coke, coffee, and Red Bull were stacked one on top of the table.

The scent of some blooming plants after the rain tickled the indoor air circulation system, but it was not humid, just fresh.

Lu Mingfei was a little confused. He was actually in Xirang. Lord Wa’s study in that office building was also her lounge.

The time when he was unconscious was probably when Lord Wa was guarding here. The sleepy girl was only wearing a translucent silk nightgown as thin as a cicada's wing. A white tube top could be seen under the nightgown. Her collarbone and shoulders were also exposed. She looked extremely slender and weak. She didn't look like an old monster who had lived for who knows how many years, but more like a little girl who was ignorant of the world.

After a while, the little girl who was dozing off beside the bed finally couldn't hold on any longer. Her pink and white snake tail stood up and trembled slightly in the air a few times like a cat's tail when it yawns. Tears of extreme sleepiness oozed from the corners of her eyes, and the hand that was supporting her head and preventing her from falling over slipped and her chin fell.

She woke up suddenly, and in the dim light, her eyes met with Lu Mingfei, who was staring at her blankly.

“Damn it, don’t look at anything inappropriate, do you know that?” A second later, Lord Wa glared at Lu Mingfei, pouted her lips and pulled her pajamas tightly.

But perhaps because she was thinking of something strange, her cheeks turned red like clouds floating up to the sky.

"How long have I been sleeping? What happened in the meantime?" Lu Mingfei took slow but long breaths, as if he wanted to exhale all the dusty air that had accumulated in his lungs for a long time.

He struggled to sit up, and all the muscles in his body felt like they were being torn apart.

Performing five blood bursts twice in a short period of time was almost like overdrawing his life. The fact that Lu Mingfei was still alive and even conscious could only mean that the secrets he was hiding were far beyond his imagination.

"What do you mean you slept for a long time? You must have been to the gates of hell and back." Wazhu said as she stood up from the stool. It was unclear whether her lower body was a girl's legs or a slender snake's tail. However, her body leaned forward and was very close to Lu Mingfei's face, so close that they could almost hear each other's breathing.

Lu Mingfei could see his own reflection in those dark eyes, haggard, with a thick beard, and between his brows there was less of the imposingness that he had cultivated over a long period of time and more of a childlike weakness.

After losing the blessing of dragon blood, he was still that child who looked even delicate. It seemed that he was no different from others. If they were not mixed-bloods, they were all ordinary people, and he was a very poor ordinary person.

"I brought you back secretly through the back door. You have been lying here for almost a week." said Lord Wa.

One week……

Lu Mingfei nodded. The last time he fought Herzog and used the fifth degree of blood burst, he was lying down for more than half a week. This time, it seemed that there was not much difference.

“Can you please stop looking so nonchalant, as if your life is worthless?” Wazhu frowned, crawling on the bedside like an angry cat. She stretched out her hand and grabbed Lu Mingfei’s collar and said, “Do you know how long I have been guarding here to stabilize your consciousness that is almost falling into chaos?”

"Thank you, ancestor." Lu Mingfei said dryly.

Although his head was aching, his mind was immediately active again when he woke up. He had no idea what happened after he fainted in Nibelungen, but if everything was settled, Pompey should be dead now. Kassel Academy was leaderless, and the board of directors had to choose a new leader to lead this powerful violent organization. Correspondingly, the execution team against Lu Mingfei would suspend its actions due to the power vacuum.

Therefore, even if he stayed in the Xirang for a week, Huiliyi should not be in danger. With the protection of the local hybrids, there would probably be no blind scum from the Knights Templar of Solomon who would target Su Xiaoqiang.

"Hehe, just thank you?" The little girl pouted and crossed her chest, looking like she didn't want to pay any attention to you and came to comfort me. Lu Mingfei coughed twice and said, "How about I give myself to you?"

"You?" Wazhu pouted and moved her aroused gaze from Lu Mingfei's face to the quilt that he was holding with both hands. For some reason, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt humiliated.

"You are too young." Lord Wa shrugged.

“Bullshit! When Chu Zihang and I were having our baths scrubbed in the bathhouse, the uncle who was scrubbing our bodies said that I had the appearance of Lao Ai!” Although Lu Mingfei looked weak and pale, he was still unwilling to admit defeat on such a matter.

The tips of the little girl's ears turned visibly red.

Two seconds later, she bit her lower lip and reached out to twist Lu Mingfei's face.

"You are such an idiot, is that what I am talking about? I am talking about age, okay? Your nose is bigger, do you know how old I am?" Wazhu was so angry that his cheeks swelled up like a hamster with a nut in his mouth, "A girl who is three years older than me is holding a gold brick, I can make you be crushed to death by the gold mine!"

After the noise was over, everything became quiet again. Not even the sound of the wind could be heard, only the hum of the heating system.

"Look, your things are placed next to you." Lord Wa pointed to the bottom of the bookshelf on the left where the box of the Seven Deadly Sins was lying, and Ama Murasaki was placed on top of the box.

Lu Mingfei took a look and nodded.

"By the way, I remember your birthday is in July, right? How about you stay with me for a while, and then I will celebrate your birthday. After your birthday, you can go to the north. Don’t you want to go to the north, to Siberia to investigate your own life experience?" said Lord Wa.

"My aunt never let Lu Mingze and I celebrate our birthdays before. She said that a child’s birthday is the mother’s suffering day." Lu Mingfei said lightly.

Wazhu snorted, "Your cousin can celebrate ten months in advance. His birthday is his mother's suffering day, so ten months in advance will be a happy day for his mother and father, right?"

“Although I doubt whether the last word ‘日’ in your sentence is a noun or a verb, are you trying to divert my attention?” Lu Mingfei raised his head and stared into the eyes of Lord Wa, his dark pupils were as deep as facing the abyss.

Wazhu gritted her teeth and looked into Lu Mingfei's eyes without admitting defeat. After a moment, she snorted and turned her head away. "Pompeii Gattuso is not dead." She said, "The support from the Holy Palace Medical Association has arrived. They are eight elders from the Black King era. They are all old monsters who have experienced the war of gods. They are the dark monarchs who truly control the world in the Western world... I am not sure I can finish them off under their noses."

Lu Mingfei nodded to show that he understood.

As a human, Pompey is far more dangerous than Belwulf and Ange, and when he exists as the Dragon King, the sense of crisis he brings to Lu Mingfei is even greater than that of Supreme Norton.

He is good at disguising himself and has spent thousands of years planning, playing a chess game with the will of the world and fate to determine Ragnarok and the new era after Ragnarok.

According to Lu Mingze, Pompeii was the one who blew the horn of Ragnarok. From a fatalistic point of view, he was already tied to the historical trajectory that was destined to happen in this world. He was the embodiment of fate.