Starting from the Dragon Clan, it's a 50-50 split

"Besides, aren't you the same? I feel like you, the Dragon King, are a little bigger than me!" Old Tang skillfully gestured to the universe between his fingers, "In that case, it would be better for you to come, right?"

Lu Mingfei thought to himself, if what the boss said is correct, I am not just a little older than you, I might even be your father!

Of course, he couldn't and wouldn't say this.

"Yes, brother, come on, kill that guy in minutes. This is your chance to advance from an unknown loser to a world-famous hero, just in time before that pervert comes out!" A voice said at this time, and the tone of the words was full of encouragement.

Lu Mingfei looked towards the direction where the sound came from...no surprise—Lu Mingze.

Everything around me fell silent without me noticing.

"What do you think, brother? Are you excited about my proposal?" asked the little devil who has not yet been able to successfully obtain an order from Lu Mingfei.

“Not at all.” Lu Mingfei shook his head decisively.

"Why? That's the title of the savior!" the little devil advised, "Then you can do whatever you want!"

"Now I can do whatever I want," Lu Mingfei said, "I'm easily satisfied!"

Lu Mingze's smile froze, and he thought to himself, as expected.

In fact, this is why all his previous plans were not to let Lu Mingfei have an easy time... Lu Mingfei is too easily satisfied, and being easily satisfied means being indifferent to desires, and making a deal with someone who is indifferent to desires is always the most difficult thing.

Not to mention that what he wanted was for Lu Mingfei to trade his life!

Even for a very greedy person, this is something that is difficult to accept. After all, there is only one life. Not to mention that he has to make this deal with Lu Mingfei, who believes that "I just want to have games to play, Coke to drink, and preferably a partner"... It is simply the difficulty of hell.

Unless he could turn Lu Mingfei into the most unfortunate person, turn Lu Mingfei into a useless loser for a long time, and then take away the people he cares about one by one in the distant future... then Lu Mingfei would naturally be willing to trade.

When a person is in a state of decline to a certain extent, even a little bit of goodness may make him willing to give his life for you.

But now the plans have been completely shattered. Lu Mingze had given up these plans long before because plans can never keep up with changes. The appearance of Mo Qiuran forces him to re-evaluate his plans. Compared to being an enemy of Mo Qiuran, he prefers to cooperate.

Of course, this doesn't prevent him from making some small attempts when Lu Mingfei needs it... What if Lu Mingfei is moved and agrees?

It's a pity that Lu Mingfei will never live up to his expectations. As the protagonist of a script who transformed from a loser into a handsome man and also had the assets of financial freedom, his ideals have been satisfied, but there is no tendency to expand further. Even the title of becoming a hero who saves the world does not seem to be attractive to him at all.

"Besides, are you so kind? I don't believe it at all!" Lu Mingfei stared at Lu Mingze, with the word "suspicion" written on his face, "It must come at a price, right?"

"It's just a tiny bit, not much at all!" Lu Mingze immediately regained his spirits, waved his hands and said, "It only takes half a life!"

"What the hell is Half-Life? Didn't you say before that you wanted a quarter of it? Can the price of something like this be increased?" Lu Mingfei was shocked.

"Because this time we're targeting the White King. Even though he's not in his prime, he still possesses the power of the White King, which is different from an ordinary Dragon King." Lu Mingze spread his hands. "Of course, if you don't want to, we can also provide customized services. If it's just a quarter of his life, we can guarantee that he won't take action!"

"You must be thinking of me as a fool. I might as well wait for the boss to come out of Nibelung. In this way, I don't have to pay anything and just need to stay in the rear and be a salted fish who can only shout 666!" Lu Mingfei said.

“…Okay, since you insist on doing this, I can’t stop you as your younger brother. So I’ll give you a small gift!” Lu Mingze cheered up after a moment of loss, as if he finally figured something out. He snapped his fingers, “Brother, remember to say something nice to me later!”

"That depends on what your little gift is and whether you want money for it..." Lu Mingfei acted very cautiously.

"Of course I won't ask for money. Who do you think I am, brother?" Lu Mingze jumped up and patted his shoulder. "Now you have a phone that can dial any phone number anywhere in the world! Brother, do you know how to use it?"

After saying that, Lu Mingze disappeared, everything seemed to return to normal, and time started moving again.

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

A phone that can make calls to any phone number of anyone, anywhere in the world?

"The main reason is that classmate Mo Qiuran really can't be contacted, unless someone is sent to the Nibelungen to inform, but it's too late to go now!" The voice of the old cowboy sounded.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the old cowboy, then took out his cell phone and turned to the first contact, the boss’s exclusive position. Even Su Xiaoqiang had to come in second!

He dialed the number and put it to his ear. After a while, the call was connected: "Hello, the user you are calling is out of service area. Please call again later..."

Lu Mingfei: "..."

Snake skin! Trash! The free ones are either the most expensive or the most rubbish!

Before he could finish his complaints, the familiar female voice was interrupted and another voice, also a female voice, intervened.

“Hello sir, welcome to call Global Call Service. We provide high-quality global call service in the spirit of customer service.

Our service tenet is that no matter you are in hell or heaven, on the top of the Himalayas or in the Mariana Trench, dead or alive, in the Nibelungen or in a signal-blocked area, you can use our call service to complete emergency communication..."

The woman on the other end of the phone spoke very quickly but clearly and skillfully, as if she had received professional training. Lu Mingfei was stunned and for a moment he almost believed that there really was such a service that could do such a thing.

"Um...can you transfer me to my boss?" Lu Mingfei said subconsciously.

"You are being transferred to Mr. Mo Qiuran's call service. The BJ Metro Nibelungen Line has been used and is being connected..."

Before Lu Mingfei realized that the boss he mentioned was not accurate, the female voice on the other end of the phone had already started talking, as if what he said was actually unimportant, because the other party knew from the beginning who he was calling and was already prepared to transfer the call.

As for how it was transferred?

"These days, combatants have too much to do and it's too hard... I want to apply for a pay raise! This is obviously a job for logistics personnel, so it should be considered overtime, right? I demand to get what I deserve for my labor! Labor Day is coming soon, if you don't give it to me, I'll sue you, potato chip girl!"

Mai Jude was complaining on the subway as she fiddled with an extremely sophisticated instrument. It was this instrument that transmitted external electrical signals into the interior of Nibelung... This was originally a military device used to transmit information over long distances in extreme environments, but now it was being used to transfer a call.

But the importance is basically the same, or even greater. After all, if this call is not connected, the end of the world is probably coming. According to the information Su Enxi has, Japan has once again become the center of the storm. However, apart from those two, Su Enxi does not think that anyone else can stop this storm that is enough to destroy the world.

One is Lu Mingfei, and the other is Mo Qiuran. From the fact that Lu Mingfei wants to call Mo Qiuran, it can be seen that it is impossible to see the little white rabbit transform into a super little white rabbit, so now Mo Qiuran is the only one left.

Several incidents in the past have established him as an unshakable hero. The White King, the White Emperor, was the first dragon created by the Black King. He possessed power almost equal to that of the Black King. His betrayal indirectly led to the Black King's fall and entry into reincarnation. One can imagine his unparalleled strength, but Su Enxi just felt that Mo Qiuran could win.

Probably because Mo Qiuran has never lost.

So, inside Nibelungen, Mo Qiuran, who was wondering why the temporary projection of the dragon slayer Atreus, the Indomitable Spear, in his projection space was flickering, suddenly heard his cell phone ring.

The clear and pleasant ringtone silenced everyone, and the surroundings fell into silence in an instant.

"We are in Nibelungen now, right?" Mo Qiuran said while looking at his ringing phone, then looked at Xia Mi, "So you are so advanced that you not only pulled TV cables in here, but also built a signal tower?"

"If I remember correctly, I don't think I have done such a thing. After all, laying TV cables is easy to solve, but for things like signal towers, we can't always ask a maintenance team from China Mobile or China Unicom to come in and do the repairs..." Xia Mi looked confused.

"Senior, you are studying mechanical principles, so you must understand what is going on, right?" Mo Qiuran looked at Finkel again.

Finkel: “???”

"First, I studied the principles of alchemy and mechanics, which is mainly alchemy rather than mechanics. Second, even if I am a mechanic, this is also knowledge in the field of electronic information. For me, it is..."

"June 4th." Mo Qiuran said.

"That's a piece of cake!" Fingel's tone suddenly changed, and he instantly put on a professional attitude, "Obviously, someone used a special instrument to transfer the signal directly at the junction of the real world and Nibelungen!

After all, although Nibelungen is another layer of space, there is not just a paper-thin gap between it and the real world, but a buffer zone.

When you are in this zone, it is like being in a borderland. From a spatial definition, you are in both the real world and the Nibelungen..."

"Hello, who is this?" Mo Qiuran answered the phone without waiting for Fingel to finish speaking. Everyone present was a highly intelligent person (except Fenrir, but it didn't matter, it was a dragon anyway), so they could all understand what he said, as long as it wasn't a supernatural phenomenon.

If it was something like a telephone ghost, Mo Qiuran might be even more excited, looking forward to whether a projection of Uncle Jiu could appear in the projection space... What? That's not a 50-50 chance? It's normal to have bad luck!

On the other end of the phone, Lu Mingfei was so excited that he almost cried when he heard Mo Qiuran's kind voice.

"Boss, help me! It's time for you to save the world again!"

……

Red well.

The corrosive white cocoon silk has spread and covered the entire valley. This white silk thread is about the thickness of a hair, but has extremely terrifying toughness and resistance to cold and heat. At first glance, it is simply a top-notch clothing material.

But this thing cannot be used to make clothes. If it is used to make clothes, the person wearing it will probably be reduced to bones in the first place, or even no bones will be left.

Such a scene is happening in the Red Well. These spreading white cocoon silks devour everything, including flesh, bones, metals, and even single crystal silicon. All substances that can be devoured and utilized are being devoured and transformed by these cocoon silks, and then transferred to the thick and huge white cocoon in the center of the Red Well to construct the king's body.

The white cocoon silk even penetrates deep into the earth. The thick and hard rocks are like paper in front of the terrifying penetrating and corrosive force, until they penetrate deep into the magma and absorb heat!

This is a creature that is born extraordinary, and all the extraordinary things happening now mean how extraordinary the one who is about to be born will be.

a long time.

A dragon roared.

It seems like an eternal cry!

On this day, the legendary White Emperor came back to the world!

Chapter 5: Great Wilderness Starfall [k]

The dragon's roar resounded, and everyone raised their heads unconsciously.

Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhinu subconsciously tightened their grip on the long swords, and their hearts trembled uncontrollably.

The roar seemed to come from ancient times, awakening the deepest fear hidden in their blood.

Because the power they possess, the power in their blood, all comes from that great power... the White King!

It was a white, huge creature. It slowly rose up from the inside of the red well covered with cocoon silk. Its body was covered with white scales. The wings behind it flapped slowly, easily creating a gust of wind.

Its legs have been replaced by a python-like long tail, which twists slowly and seductively, reminiscent of a stripper's twisting waist.

The image is so distorted, yet so beautiful, a mixture of holy and evil elements. Even a teacher of demonology would find it difficult to imagine such a thing.

Now he, it, can be called the well-deserved Dragon King.

Dragon King, Herzog!

His great dream finally became a reality after he spent decades planning countless conspiracies of all sizes, abandoned morality, integrity, humanity, etc., and paid the price of countless lives.

Putting aside the facts, positions and moral values, he is a hero.

If you don't let it go, you're a scumbag.

The villain succeeds!

But Herzog himself does not think so. He is the representative who has abandoned all the above-mentioned things. It is precisely because he has done such things that he considers himself a hero.

He felt the surging power in his body with ecstasy, and it seemed that the heaven and the earth were forced to inhale and expand with every breath he took.

With just his consciousness, he can stir up a huge tide of magma underground!

The geographical structure of the four islands of Japan took shape naturally in his mind. Every crustal defect and every magma channel were so clear. These were the memories of the ancestors transmitted through the blood. It inherited all the power, bloodline, and even memory of the Yamata no Orochi, but retained his own consciousness.

He succeeded, even though he didn't use the best plan, the best vehicle, but used a backup plan...but he still succeeded!

He inherited the sacred, great and ancient king, and he inherited the power and authority of the White King!

This is not the White King's resurrection, but he has replaced the White King and ascended the throne of the world. From today on, he is the new White King!

He rose slowly, without flapping his wings, but the wind naturally surrounded him, softly setting off his noble body, because he could see the essence of this world - the flow of elements.

Red fire, blue water, black earth and white wind... between the sky, the earth and the ocean, these elements of different colors are violently intertwined and flowing with each other, constituting the changes in all environments.

And he can control these elements with just a thought!

This is the power of the dragon clan. They can directly see the essence of the world and control the world by controlling the elements.

This is also the pinnacle of alchemy, the supreme secret method of controlling elements with will. This secret method cannot be acquired through learning, but can only be passed on through bloodline.

"So, if you don't reach the top of the world, how can you know the beauty of power? If you don't slaughter all living beings, how can you dye the new king's flag red?!" Herzog laughed, his laughter was proud and arrogant.

A few days ago, when the huge monster appeared, Herzog had already realized that he could not wait any longer, because something that he could hardly understand had appeared, and such a thing was instantly destroyed by something that he could not understand even more!

He was proud. He believed that what he was planning was something that others simply did not understand and were completely unable to achieve. From the very beginning, he had placed himself in a position where he was destined to be at the top of the world, and he had worked hard for it, working for so long and paying so much.

So how could he tolerate the existence of things he couldn't understand and things he was afraid of?

And now, he succeeded!

Feeling the almost endless power in his body, Herzog's self-confidence returned.

He waved his arms powerfully like a conductor directing an orchestra, and the red element leaped violently at the command. Then the volcanoes erupted, spewing hot columns of smoke wrapped in red volcanic ash from east to west.

Yes, it is this kind of power! This kind of power will create a brand new era, an era of thousands of dragons rising into the sky! All dragons will wake up, but they will all prostrate themselves under his throne!

What about that monster that appeared out of nowhere before?

What about the method of instantly killing that monster?

He now possesses the power to destroy the world!

It's just a matter of his thoughts!

He saw the Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhinu waiting on the ground, but he did not use any means to kill them. How great is he now? How could he need to spend energy to kill two ants?

He just showed a disdainful smile to Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhinu, then flapped his wings slightly, and the next moment he soared up and flew between heaven and earth!

There was deathly silence, and then a sound.

No, to be precise, it's many kinds of sounds.

There was an earthquake, howling wind, rain falling, volcanoes erupting, and the sea flowing back!

All the elements began to riot under his will.