Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 92 Put the Clapper in His Mouth

Even though his body was collapsing every second, Honda's faithful heart was filled with joy.

He, like the rest of the Hellmen, was born with a defective blood.

But the difference is that he doesn't have any tendency to go berserk, and has been able to suppress the bloodthirsty and violent instincts very well. At most, he likes to fight with others.

Tadanobu Honda is evaluated every year by the law enforcement officers of Saki Hachika, and every time he evaluates, he represents the green color of safety.

If he could keep records of that assessment until he was 30, he would be set free, with law enforcement visiting his home only once a year.

If other mixed races, probably will be very resentful.

How many 30-year-olds can there be in life?
At the age of 30, he never left the school in the deep mountains. After he was free, he became an older youth who started to grow greasy before he had time to grow up.

But Honda Tadanobu doesn't care, as long as he can guard his sister and fight.

In fact, the Snake Ba Family's arrangement for him is to serve as the young patriarch's entourage. Amaterasu is strong enough to deal with the consequences of his runaway, and Honda's loyalty is strong enough to assist Amaterasu to conquer everything.

But when he was 20 years old, things changed.

Honda's loyal younger sister, 14-year-old Masako Honda, ran away.

When he saw his petite and lovely sister turned into a deformed monster, he knew that he should kill her himself immediately.

In this way, at least her body could be kept as intact as possible.

But when Honda Tadanobu wanted to release the word spirit, he couldn't read the dragon script that symbolized power anyway.

That was his younger sister, the younger sister who he personally changed diapers and fed her milk bottle, the only relative he had in this world.

So Honda Tadanobu rebelled, he subdued his sister, and then broke through the school's obstruction.

He was originally a highly talented mixed race, as long as he wanted to, the high walls of the school could never restrict his freedom.

Honda Tadanobu took his younger sister and began to flee for their lives. Because they could not enter the city, they could only live a life of drinking blood in the deep mountains and old forests.

But even such a life couldn't last forever, and the law enforcement officers of the family still came to the door.

He could kill this group of pursuers, but it was pointless.

Kill this batch, and the next batch will be stronger, until the fate of Amaterasu comes to judge them.

Tadanobu Honda has always been very confident, but he also knew that he would not be able to defeat the noblest man of Japanese mixed race.

Just when they were desperate, the king wearing the mask of a public official appeared.

With exaggerated strides, he walked up to Honda Tadanobu, and then gave him a potion.

"what is this?"

Honda asked faithfully.

"Whatever it is, can it be worse than it is now?"

General Wang asked with a strange laugh.

Indeed, whatever it was, it couldn't have been worse.

When he injected the medicine into Masako's body, a miracle happened.

All the mutations were suppressed, and she turned back into that cute little sister.

"There is no shelter for ghosts in the yang world, so let's fall into the underworld with your sister on your back."

So Tadanobu Honda put on the huge costumes of the world, took the huge Fudo Soul Sword, and became the dragon horse of the fierce ghosts.

But even the king's potion couldn't suppress Masako Honda's runaway. Two months ago, she finally irrevocably became a real dead waiter.

It was the day after her birthday.

Honda Tadanobu beheaded his sister with his own hands, but he was not too sad.

Because he will soon accompany her on that road to hell.

As Masako's biological brother, Honda's loyal bloodline also has irreversible flaws, but the manifestations are different.

Wang was going to give him genetic medicine to extend his life, but he refused.

He has no nostalgia for this life, and now the only reason to live is gone.

However, if he can have a hearty fight with that Amaterasu before he dies, he can brag about it when he sees Masako.

So Tadanobu Honda still lived strong for a while, supporting his already dilapidated body with a strong will.

In the end, he still didn't wait for the young master of the Bajia of Sheqi, but he did wait for a more valuable opponent.

Countless thunderbolts were born from the void, and the thick and almost liquid plasma flowed on Honda Zhongxin's armor. Even the Fudu Soul Sword could hardly withstand such a force, and the alchemy circle on it burst out with traces of blue. cigarette.

When the momentum was brewing to the limit, Honda Tadanobu finally drew his last knife.

According to legend, Viscount Charlotte can drive Yanling·Shana to level 8, which is 256 times faster.

As for Honda Tadanobu's saber, the speed of unsheathing is no less than that of the eighth-order instant.

And the body surrounded by thunder has power comparable to that of three generations of dragons.

Honda Tadanobu devoted everything to this knife, and this is his deadly poem to the world he never owned.

"Huang Ji Tian Ba ​​thunders and flashes!"

His knife is faster than his voice, and the blazing current wraps the sharp blade. In addition to the brute force that can cut everything, it also has a high temperature that can carbonize everything.

Even a copper Buddha statue would be crushed to powder under this knife.

However, it is not enough.

This kind of power is enough to kill people, but it is not enough to kill the king.

Just let me help you.

Hands hidden in the darkness took out a pair of black wooden clappers, knocked them vigorously and rubbed them together to make a rustling sound.

The sound of the clapper came to Lu Mingfei's ears just when Budu's Soul-Resisting Sword was almost touching Lu Mingfei's face.

Lu Mingfei's brain started to move uncontrollably. He seemed to hear a big antique clock that had stopped turning for a long time started to run again, making a deafening noise.

The broken picture in front of me kept flashing, the endless white land, the white cavalry regiment spreading to the sky, they stretched from the end of the world to the other end.

They launched an indomitable charge to engulf the world.

No, that's not white cavalry, that's a white frenzy like galloping horses.

No, that's not white either, but the deepest black.

Where they passed, there was no light anymore.

It was as if a giant ax had split his brain, and inserted another person's memory into it.

The severe pain made Lu Mingfei, um, feel nothing.

This kind of pain is nothing more than a tickle compared to the "cage of pain", and the extra memory is not worth mentioning compared to his memory of fighting in the galaxy for thousands of years.

Lu Mingfei crushed these messy hallucinations with only one thought. Before that, his body had swung the eagle sword according to the predetermined trajectory, but nothing was cut.

The thunder exploded in his ears, and Cardinal Yin Yang's roar dispelled the disgusting sound of clappers.

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, and the sword of Budu Yuhun pointed to the sky. The sword blasted a huge hole in the ceiling of the Bliss Hall, and the moonlight fell from the sky on the two of them.

"Really, sorry."

Tadanobu Honda shook his head, and his huge body crashed to the ground.

He has only one chance to swing the sword, and he will die immediately no matter what the result is.

Before slaying the temptation of a powerful enemy, Honda Tadanobu chose his faith as a swordsman.

The thunder and lightning bound in his body by the words spirit lost control in an instant, turning Honda's faithful body into ashes, leaving only the crystal clear bones covered with cracks.

Lu Mingfei looked at Honda's faithful skull. It was a bit too square, but it was still a pure human skull.

"You are a respectable opponent, I will remember your name."

He solemnly bowed to Honda's faithful remains.

Then, Lu Mingfei looked at the shadow on the second floor.

Those who disturb the duel of warriors with despicable means must pay enough.

He rushed towards the second floor, and all the snake-shaped dead waiters blocking the way were hacked into snake sticks.

The sound of the clapper became more and more urgent, the pain in Lu Mingfei's mind became more and more intense, and there were more and more hallucinations.

In the deep tunnel, the broken picture led him to crawl in a deep tunnel. His leg seemed to be broken, wriggling like a snake, but he felt that he was crawling very fast.

After a while he was lying on the operating table again, metal instruments gleaming, dark green and blood red liquid shaking in the slender glass tube.

It hurt, it hurt so much, he struggled desperately, but he seemed to have turned into a silkworm, tightly bound by the cocoon shell.

Lu Mingfei watched all this calmly, these memories did not belong to him, but belonged to that old child Lu Mingfei.

He is not interested in bearing the pain for him, but he can deal with those who caused it for him.

Lu Mingfei jumped up to the second floor, and grabbed the third general wearing the mask of a prince from the darkness.

Compared with the Zhizhu holding it before, its voice at this moment seems a little annoyed.

"Impossible, why are you not affected? You obviously had that operation!"

As long as people who have undergone pontine separation surgery, it is impossible not to be affected by the sound of clappers.

He's already tried it with a few other test items, and it's been tried and tested.

"idiot."

Lu Mingfei said lightly.

How could such a low-level operation work on him, the pain he endured was above this planet.

"Idiot, you are the idiot, you have no idea what kind of power I have!"

General Wang said angrily.

In the darkness, the obscure and magnificent dragon text sounded, and the muscle fibers of the snake-shaped dead waiters instantly swelled, and the scales on their bodies quickly grew and covered, and the color also turned into bronze.

Word Spirit·Servant of the King can selectively strengthen the physical function and offensiveness of the living body in the field.

This is not over yet, these monsters have taken out a rainbow-like potion from the hiding places on their bodies and injected them into their bodies.

Judging from the color and shape, it was the blood medicine developed by Takazo Koyama, the Molotov cocktail.

Stimulated by the ever-increasing pedigree, the serpentine deadpools howled like beasts.

The desire to kill that increases with bloodlines urges them to bite, devour, and strangle!

The bullets that could easily pierce through their scales could only eject sparks at this moment.

The serpentine Deadpool, who has been double-enhanced by the words spirit and the blood potion, has become a real monster, a monster enough to start a war.

"Look, this is the king's army!"

The king yelled frantically.

Sure enough, the brains of people who want to become aliens have been broken.

Lu Mingfei was not interested in talking to an idiot, so he grabbed the clapper from his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wang Jiang Longhua wanted to resist, but Lu Mingfei broke all his joints in an instant.

"Wash your brains with fire with your pile of deformed toys, poor thing."

Lu Mingfei tore his mouth open and forced a PSP into it.

Then, he kicked the king into the middle of the snake-shaped deadpool.

(End of this chapter)