Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

The realm of Guixu and Indra's wrath is still slowly destroying and devouring everything in this Nibelung. Cui Wei's thunderclouds are like rolling dense stars, and the drizzle falling from the thunderclouds is as soft as silk. The concept of death blooms like a flower as soon as it splashes on the still rough water, setting off huge waves several meters high.

But the world is extremely lonely, and the restless flow of elements is silent at this moment, or in other words, there are no elements anymore.

The realm of destruction is no longer endlessly expanding, just like a ball of ink falling into a pool of water. No matter how flamboyant it is at first, it will eventually be blown away by the water.

As Lu Mingze said, the process of destroying world-level speech spirits cannot be interrupted. Only the true supreme can command the heaven and earth to prevent the catastrophe.

Lu Mingfei is not the Supreme. Although Lord Wa has shown Dragon King-level abilities, she is by no means a true master of all elements. Otherwise, she would not have to go to such great lengths to use the Broken Dragon Platform as a medium to display the serial number. She may still be in Guixu and The Nine Infants above Indra's Wrath only need to be like Lu Mingze when he treated Herzog and Fenrir. Just the orders uttered from his mouth become the rules of the world. Even the Shiva Karma Dance was Forced interruption.

What really calmed their mania was this Nibelung.

The Kingdom of the Dead is an endless Penrose ladder, but this does not mean that this subspace, which is still attached to the real world, has unlimited capacity.

Since Lomonosov and Lavoisier proposed the law of conservation of mass, it was jointly proposed by German physicist Robert Meyer, British physicist James Prescott Joule and German physicist Helmholtz. After the law of conservation of energy, it seems that humans have finally lifted a small corner of the mysterious curtain around the rules of the universe.

But few people know that in the field of occultism, the conservation of elements was even proposed by the then mentor Flamel as early as the Middle Ages. "The elements are not annihilated, they are just silent," which means that the four elements are stimulated by the spirit of speech. The big elements did not ultimately return to nothingness from this planet due to the catalysis of the Holy Word, but only changed from activity to inertia. This theory extends to another set of views, that is, "A long time ago, the concentration of elements on the earth's surface was comparable to the concentration of the air at this time, but the Black King and his descendants used the Great Mantra to kill each other unscrupulously, and they were destroyed. With the advent of suppression, the power of dragons was weakened, the number of high-level hybrids dropped geometrically, and the four monarchs fell into sleep."

There are many believers in this theory. They believe that the decline of dragons is precisely due to the silence of supernatural power. The movement of elements changes from active to inert only by chanting the spirit, but from inert to active again requires ignorance. What a long time. Just because the genes of dragons are full of thirst for power and bloodlust, the war between the two princes can last for hundreds of years and thousands of miles across the country.

In the time span measured in epochs, the relatively frequent use of world-destroying word spirits is like throwing a torch into the firewood, frantically consuming the active elemental storage on the planet.

The elements stored in Asgard, the kingdom of God, are enough for Odin to summon tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands or even millions of heroes to go to the Twilight of the Gods. However, the consumption of the ancient power is huge, and Pompeii is using his own power to maintain it. Their realm operates and brings the concept of death and destruction to every inch of the Nibelungs.

Although the Nine Infants summoned by Lord Wa can severely damage the first generation species, it is absolutely impossible for them to lose their combat effectiveness instantly.

What really destroyed the balance of elements in Pompeii's body was Lu Mingfei's knife.

That extremely solemn sword carried poetic killing intent, extracting power from Lu Mingfei's bones that had long been squeezed dry.

The ultimate god-slaying weapon called Fury was already awakened the moment it was pulled out of the box of the Seven Deadly Sins. The flames on the blade extended to a length of ten meters, and Lu Mingfei's depleted soul erupted like an angry lion. roar.

He didn't use any sword skills, and even his actions seemed to be subconscious. He drew a mountain-shaped arc of the sword in the strong wind from the fifth degree of bloodshed to being furious again, all in just one moment.

Lu Mingfei remembered that Ange once told him that during the battle in front of Tamamo, Inuyama Ga held Onimaru Kunitsuna and advanced Setsuna to the ninth level, slashing the fastest sword in history with a speed of 512 times.

But at this moment, his explosive speed was still above the ninth level, and his hatred and determination to cut off his fate made him even willing to burn his own life.

At that moment, although Lu Mingfei didn't use any sword skills, he actually cut out Iai's ultimate intention.

After passing by the falling fierce light, Lu Mingfei still rushed forward a hundred meters away, almost approaching the ruins where Chu Tianjiao was unconscious. Under his feet was a narrow, dark ravine, and the pair of ferocious dragon claws were firmly embedded in it. The ground helped him steady his body.

He maintained the posture of drawing the sword, and the rage hanging on his waist was turning into a misty golden mist and slowly dissipating.

What dispersed was not the body of the knife, but the blades and blades extending out in the form of flames.

As soon as the attack was successful, Lu Mingfei's dragon transformation immediately faded away, and all the dragon-like characteristics on his body quickly faded away. In the end, only the naked boy was left standing staggeringly against the wind and rain in the ruins.

The giant dragon made of ice slowly bent its long neck, and the slender and tall girl on the dragon's head in the center looked down coldly at the man who was almost exhausted after exhausting all his strength.

"Is he dead?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"He's dead." Wazhu nodded. She was no longer so slender and tall. She still had that baby face with a little baby fat but a pointed chin. She was still wearing a white satin skirt. She jumped down from the head of the ice dragon. When she jumped down, Jiuying's domain also collapsed. The beast that came out of Dishui collapsed like dust and turned into shattered ice crystals.

Lu Mingfei sighed and said nothing more. His eyelids drooped and his expression was very serious. He nodded and put his right fist on his chest, just like the senior schoolmate who touched his forehead on the day he swore to join the Communist Youth League.

After doing this action, Lu Mingfei lost all his strength and collapsed. The baby-faced girl was quick and stepped forward to hold him in her arms.

She stretched out her hand to feel his pulse, breathed a sigh of relief, and carried Lu Mingfei head backwards on her shoulders, easily as if she was carrying a huge feather.

Lu Mingfei muttered something in a low voice, he said Chu Tianjiao Chu Tianjiao, take Chu Tianjiao with you.

Wazhu sighed and tore off a piece of silk from the hem of her skirt to wrap up Lu Mingfei's buttocks and the extremely shameful guy, as if he was wearing a diaper. She said, "Okay, take it with you, take it with you, I'll take Chu Tianjiao with you, damn Chu Zihang is really a good buddy, he still thinks about his father at this time."

Lu Mingfei said there is a box, my box.

Wazhu held the box of the seven deadly sins and said, "I'm taking it with you, your Tian Congyun is also here, don't worry."

"Junior sister, junior sister..." Lu Mingfei's voice was intermittent, closer to a soft whisper and unconscious dream talk. He was already close to the end of his strength before Wazhu came to his rescue. The fifth degree of violent blood threatened not only his will, but also burned his life.

However, Lu Mingfei did not regret it. As long as he could save Xia Mi and kill Odin, he was willing to do everything and even summon the seven deadly sins to completely end the so-called torrent of fate.

"Damn, you little brat is not a big deal, or you can take the life of the ancestor too!" Wazhu opened her eyes wide and glared at Lu Mingfei, but she stared at the vaguely visible murder weapon wrapped in silk, and immediately lost her temper. She sighed and said, "I'll hold it for you, I'll hold it for you."

After saying this, Wazhu looked into the distance. There, in the depths of Indra's domain, some terrifying power tore the barrier between Nibelungen and the real world into a narrow crack that almost spanned the sky. In the depths of the crack, eight burly figures like mountains were looming in it, flapping their huge wings. A gust of wind blew in, blowing the majesty of the king.

"Thank you, thank you..." Lu Mingfei felt that he was too tired, too tired to raise his head, too tired to raise his eyelids, his will was wandering on the edge of darkness, as if he would fall into a bottomless ravine at any time.

The group of dragons composed of ancient species fell like vultures eating corpses. They fell into the ruins and protected Pompeii, who was still wrapped in flames and burning fiercely.

Wazhu saw that the human body in the center of the flames was still trembling slightly. The ancient power appeared. Jiuying did not appear many times in history, so Pompeii made a mistake.

This word spirit can show two effects at the same time. One effect is to restrict those first-generation species with huge dragon bodies. The indestructible ice-cast dragon head can clamp most of the dragon kings including Fenrir. The second effect is to inject the pure water element and fire element contained in it into the body of the attacked object at the same time when the ancient beast launches the first wave of attack.

Water and fire are originally mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining elements. Their elemental crystals blend and charge in the body of a creature, and the damage caused can even kill the Dragon King.

Unfortunately, Pompey had already devoured his brother and immersed himself in the throne of the King of Ocean and Water for a thousand years as the Supreme. During the long years, he tempered his body far beyond the Dragon King.

However, the knife that Lu Mingfei pulled out with rage at the last moment was not without effect.

The seven deadly sins forged by Norton to kill the kings originally had a restraint on the dragon clan. When the rage slashed, Pompey's chest was cut open, and his heart was severely damaged again. The poison carried by the rage destroyed Odin's body, which was already riddled with holes due to the impact of the elements, and might even cause him to have to cocoon and hatch again.

Wa Lord deceived Lu Mingfei, Odin was not killed, he just fell to the bottom. If you want to completely eradicate this Supreme who was not at the peak of his state, then this moment is obviously the best opportunity.

But the crack in the depths of the sky was getting bigger and bigger, and a kind of wind-like breathing sound was sweeping across the entire Nibelung.

Something was coming.

Or rather, they had already come.

The kings of the dark side, the whole composed of I to IX hidden behind the golden badge of the flourishing world tree.

They called themselves the Holy Palace Medical Association, creating disasters all over the world and profiting from them. Even Herzog, who even dared to get involved in the throne of the White King, was just their pawn.

The Lord of Wa hesitated for a moment, and the slender legs under the skirt merged into a narrow snake tail. She used the snake tail to roll up the Seven Deadly Sins and the Dragon-Breaking Platform, and came to Chu Tianjiao at a speed almost comparable to the ninth-level instant. A trace of disgust appeared on the baby's face, and the Lord of Wa finally shook the man out of the blue wind cloak.

He was still wearing the suit he wore many years ago. Time did not seem to leave any traces on Chu Tianjiao, as if he had come from 2005 to 2011 in the blink of an eye. Only the scars on his suit told of the hardships of the recent battle.

"Hmph, you're lucky. If this kid hadn't insisted on saving you, I wouldn't bother." With two words from the Lord of Wa, Chu Tianjiao's body began to heal. The scars on the man's skin and muscles began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if thousands of nanorobots were working in his body.

After taking the Seven Deadly Sins, the Dragon-Breaking Platform, and Chu Tianjiao, the Lord of Wa frowned and looked around. Finally, she saw the small altar made of bones that was half submerged in the water. The aluminum alloy box containing the blood of the Black King was placed on it.

"I doubt the authenticity of this thing now. Logically speaking, with the intensity of the war back then, he had no chance to leave his flesh and blood." The Lord of Wa narrowed her eyes, but was still ready to take the box away.

She couldn't deal with the Holy Palace Medical Association alone. There were old things in it that might have a longer history than hers. They were fighting for power and had launched many wars that almost caused genocide over thousands of years.

They were all surviving members of the Council of Elders, each of whom had devoured his own brothers and was far more powerful than the next generation. Among them, there was even an elder who had killed the descendants of Odin and plundered part of the power of the King of Ocean and Water, who was called Zeus in ancient Greece.

At this time, Lord Wa suddenly felt a kind of piercing murderous intent.

She slowly turned around and saw that above the dragon formation, Kungunir, with a strange shape and twisted body but a texture like a branch, was slowly drawing a complex pattern.

The breath of death was overwhelming, like a gust of wind lifting the girl's long hair and silk skirt.

Lord Wa slowly moved her hand away from the aluminum alloy box containing the Black King's bones and blood, and her face showed an angry expression like a lioness.

She was actually confronting Kungunir, and the holy spear that claimed to dominate fate was really just hanging above the dragon group and issuing a silent threat.

After a moment, Wazhu turned and left, no longer looking at the box. Kungunir's gun was always pointed at the girl's back, as if he would be shot out at any time. (End of this chapter)