Dragon Clan: The Tyrant Lu Mingfei Comes Again

As the orange flame entered Lao Tang's head, the world in front of Lao Tang changed rapidly. The next moment, the place where he was standing was no longer the subconscious world.

The darkness around him dissipated instantly, and the world suddenly became bright, but also noisy, and Lao Tang became a bystander.

"Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, you will die here today." A cold voice came from below Old Tang.

Hearing this, Old Tang shifted his gaze downward. The person who was speaking was a man wearing dark bronze armor, who was raising a huge sword and pointing it at Norton flying in the sky.

"You despicable half-blood, who gave you the chance to talk to the king?" Norton stood on a high place and looked down at the man, his golden eyes filled with divine indifference.

This sentence was like the judgment of the Supreme God, causing the temperature of the surrounding space to rise.

"And you seem to have misunderstood one fact. The Dragon King has never been a king. No matter you are a dragon or a dragon king, you are just a beast."

"When you decided to help Gongsun Shu realize his impossible fantasy, you should have known that your death was not far away."

The man in armor waved his hand, and the majestic and meticulous military formation behind him suddenly opened up.

A prisoner car made entirely of copper slowly drove out from the army formation, but at first glance it did not look like a prisoner car, but rather like a precious work of art.

There are countless mysterious and ancient patterns engraved on the prison car, which flicker faintly in the sun, like a dream.

But when Old Tang's eyes fell on the prison van, he discovered that there was a boy imprisoned in the van. His body was pierced by several sharp copper spikes, nailing him in the van and making him unable to move.

"Constantine." Norton's golden pupils suddenly shrank, and his expressionless face finally showed some emotions.

Old Tang didn't know the child, but when he saw the boy being imprisoned so miserably, an incomparable anger surged from his heart.

Old Tang didn't know why, but when he saw this child, he became angry and wanted to tear everyone in front of him into pieces.

"Kill him." An angry voice sounded from Lao Tang's bones and blood, constantly urging Lao Tang to kill the man.

"How dare you." Norton's golden eyes seemed to be spewing flames, and the originally blue sky instantly turned red with the king's anger.

This is the anger of a king, and this anger can only be offset at the cost of blood and fire.

But the man in armor below was not afraid after seeing this scene, and even a smile appeared on his face.

"To be honest, I thought it would be difficult to capture a dragon king."

The man held the copper pillar on the prison car and stared at Constantine who was fixed in the prison car by copper spikes. His golden eyes flashed suddenly, and the temperature of the copper pillar rose rapidly, becoming scorching red in an instant.

"Ah..." Constantine, who was imprisoned in the prison car and unable to move, howled in pain. The copper spikes became burning hot at this moment, constantly torturing Constantine's already broken body.

"But I didn't expect this dragon king to be so." The man showed a mocking smile, "so naive."

"Until the moment we attacked him, he was still thinking about coexisting peacefully with humans and hybrids."

"This is the first time I know that you dragons don't get smarter the longer you live, but get dumber the longer you live."

The fiery gold in the man's pupils grew brighter, and Constantine's howls of pain intensified.

The wound pierced by the copper spikes continuously gushed out light golden blood, which dripped onto the copper prison cart and made a "sizzling" sound of corrosion.

"Liu Xiu, I will kill you." There was no expression on Norton's face, but his golden eyes were full of cold murderous intent. He would kill him at all costs, kill this half-blood who dared to torture his brother.

"Hahaha... So the Dragon King also raises his head to look up at humans? I'm so honored."

The man in armor, Liu Xiu, said so, but his blazing golden eyes became even brighter.

"But you have to hurry. Your brother Constantine is not feeling well right now. He can't withstand the alchemical poison refined with the lives of tens of thousands of hybrids for too long."

"Or, you want to ignore your brother's life or death and hide in Baidi City until you give birth to a dragon body before coming out to avenge him. If that's the case, your brother is really unfortunate."

"I will dismember him piece by piece and show you a very elegant form of punishment - Lingchi." Liu Xiu squatted down and reached into the prison car with one hand to grab Constantine's hair.

Then he roughly lifted up his bloodied and scarred face for Norton to see, "See? Your brother is not going to save you, so you don't have to hate us."

"Personally, I still feel sorry for the child, but there's nothing you can do. Your brother is unwilling to save you."

A distance of one thousand meters is not a distance for the Dragon King. Norton can clearly see his brother's expression, and Old Tang can also see at this moment that Constantine's face is full of pleading.

This plea was not to the brother for help, but to ask the brother not to come out.

"Brother, don't come out."

Constantine was too weak to speak, his body and blood were flowing with alchemical poison that had cost the lives of tens of thousands of hybrids, which greatly weakened his strength, and even the authority of the Dragon King was temporarily suppressed.

He could only open his mouth and try to repeat the sentence using lip language.

He can die, but his brother cannot. He cannot become a burden to his brother.

"Bang!" Liu Xiu smashed Constantine's head down hard, making a heavy sound on the bronze prison car.

"What a touching brotherhood, but I don't like it, so I have to let him down." Liu Xiu raised his head and looked at Norton with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Kill him! Kill him!" This voice kept echoing in Old Tang's mind. This anger penetrated deep into his bones, like a sharp knife, constantly corroding his heart.

"You succeeded." Norton said softly, and his huge dragon wings flapped at a high speed. In just a moment, he had flown out of the alchemy field of Baidi City and landed dozens of meters in front of Liu Xiu.

"I will let you know that death is not the source of pain. Your soul will wail forever in the Bronze City." Norton retracted his huge dragon wings behind him and walked towards Liu Xiu step by step.

His eyes were flashing like bright stars at this moment, which meant that the anger in his heart had reached its peak. The road behind him turned into lava in an instant, flowing in all directions.

"Hehe..." Liu Xiu stood up, the sarcastic smile on his face disappeared in an instant. He looked at Norton who was walking towards him step by step, his eyes full of caution and madness hidden in the deepest part.

"If my soul can wail, it must be because I, as the emperor of the human race, failed to destroy the Dragon King."

Liu Xiu pointed his sword at Norton, and the mysterious pattern on the blade glowed red.

"Mixed-blood army, form a formation. Today, I will slay the dragon with your lives." Liu Xiu's voice was loud, like heavenly sound, passing through the army behind him.

In response to him was the sonorous and powerful sound of a half-blood army of more than ten thousand people advancing. The entire army was like a huge war machine, pressing towards the lone Norton with an unstoppable momentum.

"Why do we have to attack each other? Isn't peace good?" Constantine looked at this and uttered a few words weakly.

"Hahaha... Why can the Dragon King be so naive? Dragons and hybrids are natural enemies. Those who are not of our race must have different hearts. Only the race that stands to the end is the winner!"

Liu Xiuchi's golden eyes became brighter, "Kill!"

Chapter 1: Recruiting Old Tang to join the Dragon Slayer Team ()

When the half-blood army's butcher knives were about to collide with Norton, the whole world suddenly became dark, and this memory came to an abrupt end.

"King, this is a battle between hybrids and dragons. No matter which side it is, they will stop at nothing to kill the other."

"If one party puts down the butcher knife, such as His Highness Constantine giving up his power, then he will become a fish on the chopping board and be killed by the other party without hesitation."

"So there is absolutely no reconciliation between the hybrids and the dragons. When you reveal your identity, all the hybrids will only want to kill you."

The black shadow said seriously to Old Tang, who was still immersed in his memories, that he must stop Wang's unrealistic delusion and must not let Wang make such a fatal mistake in a semi-awake state.

Because at this moment the king has not recovered his dragon body, and has not even formed a cocoon. If the king is discovered at this moment by those crazy half-breeds who want to slay dragons in their bones.

Then there will be only one end for the king, and that is to be madly killed by those hybrids.

"And the Mingming you mentioned, Wang, has a strong aura of a dragon." The black shadow continued.

Old Tang, who was still immersed in his memories, was instantly awakened when he heard the black shadow's words, "It's obviously a dragon too!"

He was a little surprised, but more delighted. If Mingming was also a dragon, then he would not be alone.

The black shadow shook his head, denying Old Tang’s naive idea, and then told him the cruel truth.

"It's not what you think, King. He is not a dragon, but a pure hybrid. And his strength is definitely top-notch among the hybrids."

The black shadow paused for a moment, his expression becoming more solemn.

"More importantly, he is not a dragon, but he has such a strong dragon aura in his body, which means he has killed a dragon before."

"And with this level of aura, he must have killed at least a second-generation species, and more than one, and there's a possibility that it could be even higher."

The black shadow did not mention the last possibility because it was impossible. It was impossible for a single hybrid to kill the first generation.

Even Liu Xiu, who had emperor-level bloodline at that time, had to gather the strength of the mixed-blood army before he could fight the king.

But if the king back then had bred a dragon body, the final outcome would have been that the king would have won the final victory and crushed that lowly hybrid into garbage.

"Mingming is the Dragon Slayer!" Old Tang couldn't believe that Mingming, who played StarCraft with him, would actually play such a role in real life.

Although he didn't want to believe the shadow's words, he saw Mingming's blazing golden eyes before entering the subconscious world.

He knew that the shadow was not lying.

He was clearly a genuine dragon slayer, the same half-blood who was shouting in his memory that he wanted to kill him.

"Yes, an absolutely elite dragon slayer, who can even compete with Liu Xiu back then, if I tell him your identity as you wish."

"He will never save you. Instead, he will wield the butcher knife and kill you without hesitation. There is no other possibility."

The shadow's words were cold and unyielding, leaving a deep mark in Old Tang's heart.

"He obviously won't do that. He even said before that he wanted to go to the Internet cafe with me and play StarCraft all night long."

Old Tang refuted the black shadow's words. Deep down in his heart, he was resisting the possibility that Mingming might pick up the butcher knife and swing it at him.

"Wang, I have just said that your thoughts are transparent to me. Although you say so, I can clearly see that you are hesitating in your heart."

The black shadow knelt on the ground and clearly stated Old Tang's psychological activities.

"No matter how good friends you were before, after you awaken, all the original relationships will be wiped out. Killing and being killed is the eternal relationship between the dragon race and the hybrids."

At this moment, there was a tremor in the subconscious space, and the whole space seemed to be shaken violently from the outside, as if it was about to shatter in the next moment.

"King, he is waking you up. I don't have enough power to keep you here by force." The black shadow saw the clue.

"Please remember what I said and the experience in your memory. Do not reveal your identity for a moment or for other reasons."

Old Tang felt his body becoming lighter and lighter, slowly floating away in the sky of his subconscious space, and the black shadow's warning before leaving became smaller and smaller, until it finally disappeared.

The memory goes back to the present. This is why Old Tang seemed so stiff when facing Lu Mingfei's questioning just now. If his identity is exposed, it is very likely that his relationship with Mingming will end here.

Although he didn't want to believe what the black shadow said, the memories in his mind told him clearly.

If he revealed his identity without any power, he would be hacked to death by those half-bloods without waiting for Norton to come back, and not a single body would be left.

"But Constantine, my younger brother." The name Constantine reminded Old Tang of the poor boy who was trapped in the prison car by Liu Xiu.

"Yes, Wang, your most beloved brother." The black shadow answered in Old Tang's heart.

Just when Old Tang was stunned, Finkel walked in and gave Old Tang a bear hug. In just a moment, Old Tang was trapped in Finkel's huge pectoral muscles.

Old Tang’s eyes widened instantly. Why was he being hugged by a man, and why was the posture so strange?

But what surprised him even more was that the familiar smell became stronger and stronger with Finkel's hug, but this smell was not a smell, but a strange feeling.

It made Old Tang feel at home, just like the familiarity a wanderer feels for his hometown.