Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

“Lu Mingze, you have actually reminded me a long time ago, right? The so-called Road to Deification is nothing more than a blessing I bestowed casually. Since it is a blessing I left behind, how could it erode my will?” When he said this, his heart seemed to be beating like a war drum.

Just like Norton just now, all the valves in Lu Mingfei's body were opened.

Lu Mingfei's hard eyelids slowly closed, and the hot and scorching gold light went out in this space.

In his world of will, Lu Mingfei felt as if he was in a barren desert, with no end in sight, and the starry sky connected to the ground at the end of the desert. It was so lonely and empty, unlike the third bloody outbreak, when the will of a dragon came up like a tide, trying to drown him.

Instead, it feels like returning to my homeland.

But suddenly, something made a loud rumbling sound, and a huge object appeared at the junction of heaven and earth, rolling towards Lu Mingfei slowly and unstoppably.

It turned out to be a gear. The surface of the gear was covered with words that looked like dragons and snakes. Those words were speaking ancient holy words. The gears like a mountain turned and rolled in front of Lu Mingfei.

He opened his arms wide, welcoming the pain that was about to come.

As the gears crushed Lu Mingfei, they also conveyed a desire for brutality and bloodlust. That was the true will of dragons. The will of dragons was dormant in the body of every hybrid, and the violent blood only awakened them.

At this time, Lu Mingfei is taking a further step towards becoming a god, and soon he will become a creature who can use violence to ascend to the throne of the world.

He is neither a bad kid nor a little white rabbit.

He is the greatest violence in the world.

In the past, he had always dodged and tried not to let others see his eyes. That was to hide the evil spirit in his heart. But at this moment, the huge gears crushed his last bit of sanity, and the evil spirit was about to break out of the cage.

In the last ray of light, Lu Mingfei seemed to hear the boy's chuckle. The chuckle was distant and gentle, and it was like the most powerful detergent that washed away the brutality and bloodthirstiness in his body. He embarked on the fourth stage of the road to becoming a god, and the will of mankind was slowly returning.

Unparalleled power was like a great river rushing through Lu Mingfei's body. It was as if it was no longer the blood of a hybrid, but the blood of a real ancient dragon. The rushing blood was conveying the unparalleled power to Lu Mingfei's entire body.

His muscle fibers strengthened at an incredible speed, strengthening to the point where he was comparable to that of a pure-blooded dragon.

There were bones on his back that were differentiating, growing and splitting, and a black membrane quickly appeared between the thick and hard skeletons. It was a pair of black wings gathered on Lu Mingfei's back, and the black wings trembled slightly, and pus-smelling blood was splashing like rain.

Everything is done in a second.

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, and at that moment, it was as if a ghost had returned to the world.

Only then did he completely step into the territory, as if a knife sharp enough to cut through everything had pierced into him fiercely!

Collapse! Collapse! All collapse!

Norton's territory and Angers' territory completely collapsed when Lu Mingfei set foot in them.

"Commandments! How can human commandments restrain God! Who are you? Who are you?" Norton let out a low hiss, but that was not human language.

That is the language of God!

Every word he uttered was in dragon script, obscure and ancient, like holy words.

Lu Mingfei's degree of dragonization at this moment is even more amazing than Ange's. Perhaps he is a dragon himself.

Taking advantage of Norton's distraction, Ange gasped for breath. The battle with the king made him exhausted. Even his bones that were strengthened to the limit were almost broken by Norton's sword. The bones of his right wrist where he held the sword were already covered with cracks.

In comparison, the newborn king Norton was just strolling around leisurely.

He was in very good condition. He only broke out a little sweat and even felt refreshed.

Although both of their bodies were covered with scars, a dragon's torso was always harder than a human's, and its ability to recover was also stronger. In just a few seconds, Norton's breathing became smooth.

He stared at Lu Mingfei, who looked like another ancient dragon as he stepped into the field. The boy's body was covered with iron-blue scales, which had a sharp and rough metallic texture.

They opened one by one in the darkness, white steam rising from the bottom of the scales, and then closed fiercely with a clanging metallic roar.

Lu Mingfei was one step closer on the road to becoming a god. At this moment, he had reached the fourth level of blood burst that even ancient dragons would be afraid of.

There was a captivating light in Ange's eyes.

He slowly half-crouched, which was a classic starting position for a defensive counterattack, and this posture could bring out the greatest advantage of the short knife.

At this moment, intense sunlight shone in from the end of the tunnel. Lu Mingfei stood in front of the sunlight. His figure was so dark, as if soaked in black ink.

The muscles all over his body rose and fell like the tide, his scales snapped together, and purple-black blood vessels were beating under his skin, like a restless little snake.

Lu Mingfei slowly raised his head and spewed out blue flames from his mouth.

He stretched his hands to his shoulder blades, and a bloody long object was pulled out from there. It was clearly two sharp long knives soaked in hot blood. The long knives were slowly pulled out, like a cross waving in the air.

Lu Mingfei didn't feel any pain. A gentle boy hugged him from behind, and Lu Mingze whispered the names of the two knives in his ears.

Budu Yuhun, Tianyu Yuzhan.

The next second, in the reflection of the molten iron, the monster and the king rushed towards each other!

Lu Mingfei and Norton were both brandishing long swords, roaring and fighting wildly, with their claw blades slashing in all directions, like swordsmen who were controlling seven or eight sharp blades at the same time!

Their movements were slow in Angers eyes, but like mountains colliding with each other, anyone who broke in would be torn into pieces in an instant.

Even him.

This is the war between kings!

So bloody and cruel.

Now, both men could wield swords that were deadly to each other.

Norton's heavy punches landed on Lu Mingfei's chest again and again. The latter's sternum broke one by one, and then healed in one second. Norton, as the Dragon King, also had his finger bones shattered at this moment, and then the hot dragon blood healed his wounds at an incredible speed.

Both Butsu Yuhun and Ame no Yuzan are slender and sharp samurai swords. They were wielded vigorously in Lu Mingfei's hands. For a moment, the sword lights were like weaving. Fine sunlight fell on the waving blades, reflecting light and shadows like rivers.

The Han Bafang sword in Norton's hand was so strong and sturdy that it could always block Lu Mingfei's swing. Weapons were meaningless to the king, unless they were legendary mythical weapons like the Seven Deadly Sins or Kungunir.

During one swing of the long sword, Lu Mingfei slashed with the blade dozens of times in a row, all hitting the same position of Han Bafang Sword. The weapons in their hands broke at the same time, and the fierce and violent shock wave pushed the two men flying backwards.

They plowed a ditch several dozen meters long in the ground, and the entire building was shaking.

At the moment when Tianyu Yuzhan was shattered, Lu Mingfei swung a fierce attack from bottom to top, and the long sword cut off all the ribs and collarbone on one side of Norton.

His body was still Old Tang's body. In such a short period of time, even the blood of the Dragon King could not strengthen a human body to the level of a true king.

Lu Mingfei was not feeling well either. The Han Bafang Sword pierced into his lower abdomen and crushed his lungs.

Both parties landed on the ground and inserted their feet into the ground to stabilize their bodies.

At this moment, Norton suddenly roared, and the melted rails turned into molten iron like a backward flowing river in the sky!

Hundreds of swords were suspended from the sky, humming and trembling, carrying star-like light.

The swords chopped the ground heavily, and at the same time, Lu Mingfei's two wing bones were cut off.

Norton followed behind the rain of swords.

He roared and hit Lu Mingfei's chest with his right shoulder, and both claws pierced in at the same time.

His goal was probably to hook out Lu Mingfei's heart. The only defense Lu Mingfei could do in a hurry was to grab the two claw blades with both hands to prevent them from going deeper.

Norton gave up without hesitation. Taking advantage of Lu Mingfei's brief weakness, he flashed behind Lu Mingfei, grabbed his two wing bones and broke them forcefully.

The continuous pain of broken bones made Lu Mingfei scream loudly, but this mistake was fatal to him. Norton kicked him down and stepped on his back, breaking his wing bones one by one, as if he was breaking a small bamboo, but in fact those wing bones were stronger than diamond.

While torturing Lu Mingfei, he looked at him calmly. The protruding bone spurs in his calf joints nailed Lu Mingfei to the ground.

But the great king was unable to kill the boy.

Lu Mingfei's severed tendons and bones made slight sounds, and stopped bleeding and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It could hardly be called "healing"; it should be called "mending". His torn body was stitched together again and again by supernatural power, and then cut open again.

There were hot steel tracks being swung. Norton really wanted to kill him, so he swung them on the back of Lu Mingfei's head every time!

He only felt that his entire cranial cavity was shaking like an iron bell being hit, and blood spurted out of his nose and mouth at the same time.

Lu Mingfei's cervical vertebrae were nearly broken, but his brutal and unparalleled healing ability quickly took effect. The next second, the bone gaps were filled by new cartilage cells, the torn neck muscles stopped bleeding, and his brain secreted huge amounts of adrenaline and endorphins to help him overcome the pain.

Then came a steady, accurate and powerful claw from behind. He tried hard to dodge, but the claw still cut the entire muscle on his shoulder blade.

Norton's speed was extremely fast. Even though Lu Mingfei had activated his strongest form, he was still no match for his opponent.

The fourth blood burst is still not the end of the road to becoming a god. The advancement of this technology has only allowed Lu Mingfei to temporarily obtain a body close to that of a young dragon king.

In this state, he might be able to fight against Jörmungandr in human form, but he is definitely no match for Norton, who is considered powerful even among the dragon kings.

He needs to be stronger, much stronger!

The fourth bloodbath is not enough! Push it one step further, push it one step further! Become a god, a true god!

Lu Mingfei's golden pupils took on a strange and enchanting blood color, as if one after another stronger, more hidden, and greater valves were loosening in his body. That was a sign of the fifth degree of blood burst.

That is the end of the true road to becoming a god. Once those valves are opened, he will no longer be a human being. The dragon's will and power will completely submerge him.

Norton's eyes, which were as calm as the deep sea, finally showed a slight ripple. In the era of dragons, the forbidden technique of Blood Burst was called the Road to Deification by dragons and hybrids. It was a slight gift leaked from the fingers of a supreme being that could only be seen in all the past ages.

But even in the most desolate era of co-rule by kings when the path to becoming a god was not banned, there was no hybrid who could advance this forbidden technology to the level of the boy before him today.

The heart of the ancient dragon released by the fourth blood violence has given Lu Mingfei the power to fight the king in a short period of time.

Even the king at his weakest.

But I have already touched the threshold of God. Can this state still continue to advance to the next step?

So what was released by the fifth blood burst? The damned heart of the Dragon King?

An inexplicable fear rose in Norton's heart.

He realized that he must not let Lu Mingfei complete the process of the fifth blood violence and truly reach the end of the road to becoming a god. At that time, what would be released from the human heart would not be a dragon king, but a monster.

It is a monster that even the king would be afraid of.

Throughout all of history, Norton had never seen a scene so horrifying to both humans and dragons.

Chapter 71 070 A Inn in the World (8)

No one in history has ever been able to advance the technology of refining hybrid bloodlines to the fifth step. During the long war between dragons and humans, the road to deification has only been passed down among the most outstanding hybrid groups, and most hybrids can advance this technology to the second degree.

Very few can advance it to the third degree, and only on the battlefield of Hunting King can someone advance himself to the fourth stage on the road to deification.

What about the fifth degree of violent blood? That is the end of the road to becoming a god. What can reach the end of the road to becoming a god? Maybe there is a monster hiding there that can devour the world.

An unknown emotion rose from Norton's heart, and he didn't know what it was.

If any human being had stood in this position, he would know that it was fear.

Although it is almost unnoticeable, it is indeed fear.

This is incredible. He is an ancient and powerful king. In his time, he sat high on the bronze throne, overlooking the earth in the north or east of the world. His army was clad in bronze armor. Those armors collided with each other, making a heavy roar on the plain. The cavalry gathered together and advanced like an unstoppable tide. Supported by such an army and possessing such a powerful force, Norton did not have to fear anything.

But at this moment, the real oppression coming from the depths of his blood and the top of power was emanating from the boy in front of him, as if something far nobler and more ancient than the Dragon King was sleeping in his body, staring at Norton through his blood-red golden eyes.