Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Xia Mi collapsed into Wuyue's arms, his eyes were loose.

Although no one competed with her, to forcibly gain control of this super-standard Nibelungen almost squeezed her dry.

Fortunately, Fenrir's blood was prepared in advance, otherwise it would be impossible to squeeze her dry.

If she was allowed to swallow Pompeii's keel cross, it would be no problem to grab the Nibelungen.

Of course, just think about it.

Unless Lu Mingfei's brain was hit by the Shanzhen, he would agree to this request.

He was about to try to pray to the Emperor when he had a sudden inspiration.

"Is this Nibelung exported in Japan?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Yes, but not on land, but in the sea."

Xia Mi said after feeling it.

"How deep?"

"do not know."

"Brother Chu Zihang, go out and check."

Lu Mingfei ordered.

"Yes, Captain."

Chu Zihang took the order, and then walked into the door that Xia Mi opened for him.

Half a minute later, he came back with a crimson fish still in his hand.

"Xihe, check it out."

Lu Mingfei took photos and uploaded them.

"Kinme sea bream, one of Japan's top-ranked fish, generally lives about 200 meters below sea level."

Xihe quickly gave the result.

The depth of 200 meters is a natural barrier for ordinary people who dive without equipment, but it is nothing to this group of high-blooded mixed races.

"Then just go."

Lu Mingfei made a decision.

A group of people filed in, and stepped into the deep sea of ​​Japan from the viaduct in the small town of Huaguo.

An hour and a half later, Yuan Zhisheng, who came by the boat himself, looked at the members of the battle group floating on the sea pretending to be marine garbage, with pain in his face.

The ones lying there are either the strongest human beings, or Princess Heidao, and the worst ones are Kassel's older repeat students, sometimes they don't care about their dignity at all.

"Brother Lu, what's the trouble with you?"

Yuan Zhisheng sighed.

"There was a surprise."

Lu Mingfei said without changing his expression.

"Did Chen Motong bring it?"

He changed the subject.

"Here we are, Junior Brother Caesar is here too."

While talking, Caesar walked out with Chen Motong.

It seemed that this woman hadn't been abused by Gattuso, she still looked at Lu Mingfei with a bit of pride and hostility that was not well hidden.

Probably in her opinion, he is no different from the Chen family and the Gattuso family.

"Brother Lu, Nuonuo will leave it to you."

Caesar bowed deeply to Lu Mingfei.

"I can't make any guarantees, but this is the best chance."

He accepted the gift frankly, also to reassure Caesar.

"I see."

Caesar said quietly.

He didn't choose to run away with Chen Motong, not only out of loyalty, but also out of practical considerations.

Now everyone in the Secret Party already knew that Chen Motong had clues about the Black King, and sooner or later this information would be passed on by spies from various forces.

Gattuso, who has been severely injured, cannot bear this pressure, not to mention that he has not yet gained control of the family.

Instead of taking Nuonuo to hide in XZ everywhere and end up in prison, it is better to choose to trust Lu Mingfei.

At least the other party has the willingness to protect Chen Motong both in terms of personal friendship and moral philosophy.

"Eliminating the Black King is a task I must complete, but under this premise, I will try my best to ensure your safety."

Lu Mingfei turned to Chen Motong and said.

"Do I have a choice?"

she asked nonchalantly.

"You don't. In this dark and cruel universe, even gods don't have the power to choose."

Lu Mingfei replied.

"Then stop talking nonsense and do what you should do."

Chen Motong said.

She is actually aware of her own situation. Although she doesn't know the specific situation, some clues still make her aware of the invisible cage.

Coming to Kassel was Chen Motong's attempt to escape from the prison, but this attempt failed in the end.

Because she just escaped from one cage to another.

Lu Mingfei didn't care about Chen Motong's attitude, after all, she was also a victim.

Putting on the diving suit brought by Yuan Zhisheng, everyone dived into the sea again and returned to the viaduct.

"Let's get started, Sister Sakai."

Lu Mingfei said to Akina Sakai.

"Yes, Captain."

The chief diva nodded solemnly, and then sang the hymn.

The melodious singing echoed in the Nibelungen, and the sky gradually began to rain golden light.

And in this hallowed spectacle, the Emperor came at last again.

This time, he is no longer just a wisp of will, but a human form wrapped in flames.

"Praise be to you, great lord of mankind."

Lu Mingfei took the lead, and all the members of the battle group knelt on one knee, offering devotion to the most noble human guardian.

Caesar hesitated, but also bowed his head in respect.

Only Chen Motong was still standing there, as if he didn't care about anything.

Points of light flew from the members of the Chapter, submerged in the Emperor's light.

The lord of humanity immediately understood everything, and the half-decayed head in the flames showed a satisfied expression.

"My lord, we beg your mercy to save your people from the alien plot."

Lu Mingfei prayed.

Human beings, no matter which universe they are in, are the Emperor's people.

The human lord nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, and Chen Motong came in front of him.

Although Chen Motong wanted to maintain his self-esteem, he still couldn't help but tremble all over when facing that vast and cold gaze.

The Lord of Humanity saw through Chen Motong's soul and also saw the hidden portal, but he also felt a little tricky.

Of course He can open that door, and even directly pull out the Black King. With the support of the super-giant Nibelungen, the Emperor can use power beyond imagination.

But Chen Motong, who had endured his power, would surely die, and the emperor's power was not something ordinary people could bear.

Those living saints were not alive, and even Primarch Guilliman was tortured when he was possessed by the Emperor.

Moreover, forcibly opening Niflheim with divine power might lead to unpredictable consequences.

That stingy universe rule has been staring at him.

Huge calculations that surpassed all the meditators of the Mechanicus were running quickly, and the Emperor quickly came up with a solution.

"Isn't this happiness coming too suddenly?"

Xia Mi looked at the keel cross in front of him, a little at a loss.

Usually, he had thought about breaking the seal for her, but now he gave her the Dragon Bone Cross directly, and it was still a dragon king of the fit level.

Aren't they afraid that she will betray her on the spot?

Oh, forgot, they really have gods, and they descended to earth.

That's fine.

The holy light directly turned into a scalpel, cut open Xia Mi's upper body, and then stuffed the keel cross into it.

The soul of Pompeii hidden in it has been obliterated, and this purely artificial and pollution-free supplement pill directly exploded Xia Mi.

In the unstoppable light, she became a white cocoon with mycelium spreading in all directions.

The keel cross can only provide bloodline and authority, and if you want to change back to the dragon shape, you also need a lot of high-quality nutrients.

The Emperor sensed this, and the Light Gate opened again.

Common and uncommon creatures such as ambulls, groks, hive crocodiles, Catachan demons, etc. were thrown out, and then smashed into a meat paste on the mycelium.

Whether those farmers and quartermasters doubted human life when checking supplies, at least these beasts are now making valuable contributions to the empire.

And these foods, whose protein content is a hundred times or even ten times that of the earth's organisms, also provide Xia Mi with abundant nutrition.

Soon, it broke out of the cocoon.

Huge wings, ferocious bone spurs, scales exuding metallic luster, and four sharp claws half the length of a man all showed the noble status of this giant beast.

The Dragon King, and it is the three-in-one Supreme Dragon King.

It is no exaggeration to say that Xia Mi is now enough to destroy the entire human race on Earth with one dragon.

"Aww!!! Wow~"

The roar of yanking Kuba stopped abruptly, and turned into a flattering whimper.

Because it saw that Lu Mingfei's hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

Although Lu Mingfei definitely can't beat it now, but there are leaders who are pulling sideways.

"Hurry up and get down to business."

Chu Zihang smoothed things over.

"Oh."

Xia Mi raised his chin towards Lu Mingfei, indicating that he was not as knowledgeable as him.

Its huge head hung down in front of Chen Motong, who couldn't help taking a few steps back.

Phobia of giants is an instinct in human genes, not to mention that the opponent is a dragon king.

One hand was pressed against her back, and the palm was not warm at all, like a black hole that swallowed everything.

But Chen Motong felt inexplicably relieved, like a space warrior sitting in Thunder Eagle.

The huge golden pupils looked at her for a few seconds and then raised their eyes. Xia Mi drove the somewhat unfamiliar dragon body and provoked a dance.

It's hard to imagine how a giant beast as tall as several floors can make such flexible and light movements.

It sometimes steps on the ground, sometimes rides the wind and flies into the sky, and its dancing posture is sometimes vigorous and sometimes graceful, just like the flying sky in the Dunhuang murals.

This dancing posture must contain the mysteries of this universe, but even the emperor couldn't really understand it.

After dancing for an hour, Xia Mi finally completed the ceremony.

And her body size has also been shrinking continuously during the ceremony, and now it is only half of the original size.

The fit of the Dragon King is the complementarity of authority and genes, not a simple superposition of power.

So the keel cross of the king of sky and wind only made Xia Mi stronger, but the authority of Hela, the god of death, did not complete.

The Emperor just used his supreme power to turn the Keel Cross into a catalyst, temporarily catalyzing Xia Mi's "locksmith" skills to the limit.

This is also thanks to the study of the two brothers Norton and Constantine, otherwise this would not have been possible.

This approach is undoubtedly extravagant, but as long as it can achieve its purpose, it is not a waste.

"Only one person can go in, hurry up, I won't last long."

Xia Mi urged.

This candidate will naturally not be someone else.

"My lord."

Lu Mingfei got up and saluted the emperor.

The emperor nodded, and a set of golden power armor flew out of the light gate and fell in front of him.

Lu Mingfei put his hand on the breastplate, and the power armor immediately opened automatically.

He entered the interior of the power armor, and all the pipelines and components started to work automatically.

The highest crystallization of the legacy of the golden age and the technology of the Mechanicus, the Terminator power armor made by Yaojin.

This power armor has no helmet, but a crown of thorns instead.

It is not a creation of the Mechanicus, but an early work of the Golden Man.

Once the defensive stance is activated, even the volcanic cannon of the God's Machine cannot shake it at all.

On the back of the power armor fluttered a scarlet cloak, and the weaving threads were not silk, but a kind of psionic metal of the Eldar.

This set of psionic cloaks not only does not hinder the battle, but also provides the user with a psionic shield and speed bonus.

Lu Mingfei moved his body, and then took off two swords from the back of his waist.

One was copper-colored, and when he poured spiritual energy into it, an ice-blue flame rose from the hilt to the tip immediately.

Despite his expectations, Lu Mingfei was still terrified of his great honor.

Although it is not the artifact in the hands of the Regent of the Empire, which symbolizes the divine grant of kingship, it is also made of the same materials and craftsmanship, but it is not infused with the essence of the emperor.

He suppressed his excitement and looked at the other sword.

The other one looks much simpler, its shape is somewhat similar to the Eight-faced Han Sword, but it is more generous.

Lu Mingfei also injected psionic energy into it, and particles of lightning immediately burst out around the blade.

The feeling of being connected by blood surged into his heart, and everything turned white in an instant.

This is the primarch's sword.

"My father."

The great sense of happiness brought tears to Lu Mingfei's eyes. What could be more glorious to a space warrior than fighting with the weapons of the Emperor and the Primarch at the same time?

"My lord, I will surely bring you back victory."

He rarely uttered bold words, and then walked under Xia Mi's body while everyone was watching.

Xia Mi closed the dragon claw, and the green seeds were crushed by it immediately.

This is the key it took out from Chen Motong's soul. Because it has no spiritual authority, it can't open the door normally, so it can only break the door open in this way.

If Lu Mingfei can't come out before the door closes, then he will be trapped on the opposite side of the door forever.

But if he can kill the Black King and gain control of Niflheim, he should also be able to summon the Emperor.

The pitch-black door opened, but there was only a crack, like a slightly narrowed vertical pupil.

Lu Mingfei activated the defensive force field of the crown of thorns, and then stepped forward with his head held high. (end of this chapter)