Lu Mingfei doesn’t want to be a superhero

Austria, in the land of the Gottingen family.

"Old Tang" lowered his bronze giant sword, and the manor was as quiet as death. Only the metal trembling sound from before seemed to still be echoing endlessly.

The old patriarch was lying on the ground, wondering if he was going to die, so he had this hallucination.

Word Spirit Sequence 96·Heaven and Earth are the furnace. A word spirit that is almost impossible for a mixed race to possess. It can refine items with the fire of the spirit. It can smelt metal out of thin air and form it into new forms at will. Moreover, it is not an ordinary metal. It is an alchemical metal that requires a series of complex processes to be formed.

The ordering of the periodic table of words and spirits refers to the periodic table of elements. The more unstable elements are arranged farther back in the periodic table. In the periodic table, the more unstable the words and spirits are, the farther back they are. In other words, the sequence of the words and spirits is related to the power of the elements. Although rarity is related, it is not absolutely equal.

Although the sequence of Heaven and Earth as a Furnace is only number 96, it is recognized as the pinnacle of metal speech spirits. According to the records of the Secret Party, no dragon below the next generation has ever been able to release this speech spirit.

Even among the next generation, only the direct descendants of the King of Bronze and Fire are qualified to do it.

From a certain perspective, although this Yanling does not have the destructive power of the World-Destroying Yanling, its greatness and astonishment are no less than the more violent "Candle Dragon".

The possibility of a mixed race possessing this speaking spirit is not much higher than that of the "Candle Dragon".

According to the historical records of the secret party, there are no more than three hybrids with this level of speech spirit in the past three hundred years, and there is none in the current generation.

What kind of apprentice have I taken on...

Just when the old patriarch suspected that he was hallucinating, he suddenly felt a numb and tingling feeling in his body.

I'm dying?

This thought just passed by in a flash, and the old patriarch suddenly remembered - this is clearly a characteristic of being in the realm of high-level thunder and lightning speech spirits.

The slight numbness and tingling sensation on the body comes from the subtle currents released in response to the field.

The male dragon chanted a sinister dragon text as if he was about to bite something off. Several ferocious thunder and lightning snakes flashed in the air, covering half of the manor and weaving into a web.

"Tang! Be careful! He is going to use the thunder and lightning spirit to attack you!" the old patriarch shouted.

The Heaven and Earth Furnace is indeed a miraculous word spirit, but no matter how miraculous it is, what it smelts is still alchemical metal, and it will become a weakness when facing thunder and lightning.

Almost at the same time that the old patriarch spoke, the thunder and lightning network in the air dropped a bright ball lightning with a diameter of more than five meters towards Old Tang.

Some of the Kingdom Knights wanted to rush forward to block the attack for Old Tang, including the black-armored women who were resisted by Old Tang. However, they were also wearing conductive alchemical armor. At this moment, they could not form a formation to expand their alchemical fields to resist the thunder and lightning. The old patriarch realized The numbness and tingling pain amplified a hundred times on their bodies, restricting all movements and making them unable to even stand up.

Looking at Old Tang who was enveloped by ball lightning, the male dragon's mouth cracked into a ferocious smile, and violent flames rose in his eyes - he was a descendant of the King of Sky and Wind, and when he released the speech spirit "Indra", Its power is far superior to other similar ones.

He didn't know why he had the illusion of heart palpitations and even awe when the hybrid looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, but he was very sure that the other party would never survive such a powerful word spirit. When the thunder and lightning ball dispersed, he stood there All that will be left on the ground is a lump of coke...

The bright blue lightning ball went out without warning, like an incandescent light bulb that was turned off.

Old Tang stood on the spot holding the giant sword, his eyes opened with a dragon-like vertical line, but then turned into the shape of human pupils again, without anyone noticing, his eyes looked back and forth at the two dragons. It's like looking at a live fish on the chopping board.

The violent fire in the male dragon's golden eyes seemed to have been extinguished by a pool of cold water, leaving only panic.

As the releaser of the word spirit, he could clearly feel how the word spirit "disappeared" just now.

An almost supreme spiritual fire rose from the "hybrid" in front of him, "burning" and "purifying" all the wind elements and thunder and lightning around him that were controlled by him.

The spiritual power he used to manipulate the elements was instantly burned, and the elements became free and ownerless things again. The thunder and lightning formed by the elements naturally dissipated invisible.

The moment the invisible spiritual fire burned, the surroundings of the hybrid seemed to have become an absolute realm in the elemental sense. All elements within that range could not be controlled by any spiritual power. The spoken spirits in that realm will be "purified" by the spiritual fire.

This is not something a hybrid can do.

Not to mention hybrids, even among dragons, only a handful of beings can use their own spirit to dispel word spirits, and this realm of dispelling word spirits is revered as the "King's Domain".

Because only an extremely powerful king or prince can use his own spirit to dissolve the spirit of speech, and only a duke-level dragon can allow the power of speech spirit to break through the "king's domain".

The problem is... he once participated in a battle besieging the prince, and experienced the opponent's "royal domain", the kind of iron wall that can ignore the spirit of speech.

But compared with the "King Realm" of the hybrid in front of him who directly burns the elements while purifying them, the prince's "King Realm" is as gentle as a rabbit or cat, just by disturbing the elements. Just breaking the spirit of speech.

"You... no, who are you?" The male dragon hesitated for a moment and lowered his head respectfully.

"Old Tang" looked down at the dragons indifferently and did not answer at all. He just said to himself: "If I say that I am too lazy to kill you and ask you to commit suicide, will you obey?"

The male dragon's expression twisted - even if human genes were injected to suppress the tyranny of the dragon's nature, it did not mean that he could accept such an insult.

"Forget it, it seems you don't want to agree," "Old Tang" showed a slightly crazy smile, "I happened to be joking just now, why am I too lazy to kill you? I'm thinking of tearing something apart right now!"

Without waiting for the two dragons to reply, "Old Tang"'s figure flickered for a moment, and when he reappeared, he appeared in front of the female dragon carrying huge wind pressure, and slashed the giant sword down towards her like a mountain.

The female dragon roared out the dragon text, and the world of Word Spirit and Dustless Land unfolded.

"Don't!" the male dragon warned loudly, but it was already too late.

The dust-free land only unfolded for a moment before dissolving in the royal domain of "Old Tang".

The giant bronze sword slashed down without any hindrance. The blade had ferocious protrusions, and the serrations like dragon teeth vibrated at extremely high frequencies, tearing apart the female dragon's body like a hot knife cutting through butter. The dragon's blood was vibrating at high speed. The sword turned into a gorgeous red mist.

This sword did not directly cut the female dragon in half from head to toe. Instead, it fell diagonally, avoiding the head and heart quite accurately, slit it from the chest to the abdomen, and shattered most of the internal organs. , leaving a thin and deep scratch on the spine.

No matter how advanced a dragon was, it lost most of its internal organs and scratched its spine, and could not continue to move. The female dragon fell softly, but it was not dead because there were no fatal injuries. .

After kicking the dying female dragon away, "Old Tang" turned to look at the male dragon. He said nothing and just waved the giant sword casually.

The invisible light spreads out with the swing of the giant sword. It is neither a spirit nor an element, but a simple force. If we use modern science to describe it, it would be more accurate to say it is a "force field".

The male dragon roared and gathered the strong wind. He was now outside the "King's Domain". As long as he could gather enough elements, he could at least protect himself.

The gathering strong winds dispersed under the "force field". The brief moments of the "force field" sank into the male dragon's body, and branches pierced out of his body like a tree growing at tens of millions of times.

As if a bomb was detonated in the body, the male dragon trembled, and countless holes opened from the inside out, and blood exploded from them, as if countless holes bloomed on a short human-shaped tree. Red plum blossoms.

The dragon, which had been destroyed from its brain to its spine, relied on its almost fragmented nerves to stare at the existence in front of it. It seemed as if it thought of something, and a trace of relief flashed in its eyes: "So you..."

"Old Tang" drew out his giant sword, and the dragon fell to the ground silently.

Two moves, two heads are replanted, one is dead and the other is disabled.

The old patriarch had just convinced himself to accept the fact that "the new disciple Yan Ling is the furnace of heaven and earth" when he witnessed this scene in front of him.

Putting the bronze sword on the ground casually, "Old Tang" walked to the dying female dragon on the ground and squatted down: "Let me guess, you won't tell me your origin, right?"

"Ho ho..." The female dragon could not speak at all under such injuries and could only make some meaningless sounds. However, she still stared at "Old Tang" with a pair of dim golden eyes and expressed with her eyes "I can Obey you!"

"Sigh...it seems like you really don't want to say anything."

"Old Tang" sighed regretfully, stood up, bent down, stretched out his hand, pierced the dragon's waist bit by bit with his sharp gauntlet, and groped for the end of the spine: "In this case, I can only kill Got you."

Even dragons can't help but howl in pain in this situation.

"Relax," "Old Tang" stretched out a hand and patted the dragon's cheek, "Don't use too much force on the back muscles, otherwise it will only hurt more."

Without waiting for the dragon to reply, "Old Tang" stepped forward and stepped on the back of her thigh, pinning her to the ground.

The old patriarch and the knights of the kingdom who were watching helplessly watched "Old Tang" step on the leg of a living dragon, and use his hands to break open the flesh and blood of the opponent's spine bit by bit and "lift" it out of the body.

"Ah - ah - roar -" The dragon raised its head high and let out a wail like a demon from hell.

The spine on her back was broken out of the flesh one by one, with complex nerves unique to dragons hanging on it.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that in the long-ago era when dragons ruled the world, there was a tyrant among the monarchs. One of his favorite ways to punish sinners was to pull out the other person's spine bit by bit from the end.

That is recognized as the most like the Black King, the most powerful and the most cruel monarch - Norton!

"Old Tang" pulled out his spine very slowly, and the dragon's roar lasted for an unknown amount of time until it finally lay on the ground. No matter what Old Tang did, it only twitched slightly and its eyes were hollow and dim.

"Click——"

With a snapping sound, "Old Tang" pulled out a spine with almost no flesh and blood from the dragon's body.

After the spine left the body, the dragon finally closed its eyes as if relieved.

"Old Tang" held the end of his spine and looked around.

The people he saw lowered their heads one after another, and even felt as if their legs were weak.

Until finally, Old Tang set his sights on the old patriarch lying on the ground.

For a moment, the old patriarch, who could risk his life and fight desperately when faced with the next generation, had the urge to bury his face in the ground.

Obviously those eyes don't look scary, nor do they contain any negative emotions.

"Old Tang" held the dragon's spine and walked slowly towards the old patriarch.

The bone structure of dragons is different from that of humans. The number of bones is several times greater. It goes without saying that the bones are locked during battle. But now that the owner of this string of spines is dead, the bones have lost their locking function, and every bone is locked. Hanging under the force of gravity.

As Old Tang swayed as he walked, the small bones on his spine collided with each other. Depending on their size, they made a crisp or dull sound, as if they were playing some unique musical instrument.

"Ronald..." The old patriarch looked up at "Old Tang".

"Old Tang" squatted down.

It's embarrassing to say that when he saw Old Tang squatting down, the old patriarch thought for a moment that it was his turn to have his spine slapped.

"Tang!" The black-armored woman just got rid of the numbness in her body and limped towards Old Tang, "Are you okay..."

"Old Tang" raised his head and glanced at the black-armored woman. She was frozen in place, unable to move - not because of fear, but because of some kind of powerful mental shock, which directly caused her to temporarily lose some control of her body.

Ignoring the black-armored woman, "Old Tang" took the spine in his hand and opened it with force, revealing a spinal cord as clear as jelly inside.

A miniature heaven and earth furnace domain unfolded from his body.

This time the spiritual fire did not smelt metal, but acted on the jelly-like dragon spinal cord. It suddenly liquefied like real jelly in high temperatures, turning into a pool of liquid in the depression of the bone.

Without any explanation, he grabbed the collar of the old patriarch and forced him to drink the liquid.

The liquid smelted by the spiritual fire is not boiling hot, but rather cool.

The old patriarch was surprised to find that the uncontrolled bloodline in his body seemed to be... noticeably milder at the moment, and his injuries were also recovering at an incredible speed.

Then "Old Tang" followed the same method, breaking apart each bone, melting the spinal cord inside, and letting the old patriarch drink it - of course, during this "melting" process, he also processed the dragon's spinal cord, It is equivalent to using it as a raw material to make medicine. If simply taking the spinal cord can have such an effect, the secret party should have discovered a panacea long ago.

After "drinking" his entire spine, the old patriarch felt that he had fully recovered and could even kill the first dragon!

Well, a low-level dragon.

"Are you okay?" "Old Tang" looked at the old patriarch with a smile.

"Well," the old patriarch nodded and said seriously, "Tang, our entire Gaotinggen family owes you..."

A fist wrapped in iron armor hit the old patriarch's face, interrupting his words. The huge force was transmitted to his face, and even caused the old patriarch's face to deform in circles like water waves.

Lying on the ground with stars in his eyes, the old patriarch looked up at Old Tang with 10,000% confusion in his eyes.

Against the sun, "Old Tang" squatted down, raised his fist again, and showed a ferocious smile towards the old patriarch...

I've been wanting to beat you stupid half-breed for a long time!