Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

"Japan is the burial place of the White King. The mixed race active on this land is different from the rest of the world. We are descendants of the White King."

General Wang has been secretly observing Lu Mingfei's expression, trying to read the S-class's psychological activities at this moment from his face.

But unfortunately, what General Wang could read on the S-class face was only calmness.

Either the S-class has excellent qi-raising skills at a young age, comparable to an old fox, or Lu Mingfei already knew what he told me.

The king will secretly calculate in his heart.

No matter which one it is, it can be seen that this S-class is not simple.

So, what about this?

The king seemed to smile.

He said.

"But."

"Actually, King Bai has never died."

"He is alive."

Lu Mingfei waited for a long time, and before he could continue, he glanced at the opposite side.

"Then what?"

Wang Jiang supported his knees with his right hand and tapped with his fingers. The sonorous sound was like the collision of iron tools.

The king will throw the ball crookedly.

"S level, S level."

"The White King is the only one in myths and legends who raised a flag of rebellion against the Black King."

"He is alive."

"not dead."

"And right here on this land."

Wang will use exaggerated tone and movements.

"You just...have no idea at all?"

Seeing the king's appearance, Lu Mingfei really thought about it seriously.

"Oh, slaying a dragon?"

Lu Mingfei shrugged.

"If the principal were here, he might be interested in killing King Bai."

"Well, I'd better forget it."

Lu Mingfei said this very calmly, even though he, Lu Mingfei, a warrior from Kyushu, had never even met Ange, and all his impressions of this legendary dragon slayer came from information.

But Angers is so easy to understand.

Every minute and every second of every day he lives in this world is dedicated to slaying dragons.

Lu Mingfei has seen many such people in Kyushu.

Don't look at Angers. He visited Europe's top auction houses, had afternoon tea with members of the royal family, and danced with his arms around the young girl's waist while smelling roses.

In fact, people like Angers are very pitiful.

The only thing left in his life was to slay the dragon, and the rest of his time was just preparing for the dragon slaying. Apart from the dragon slaying, Angers had nothing.

Now Angers is wandering in this world like a ghost, just because the dragon has not been killed yet. If one day the last dragon goes to hell, there is no doubt that Angers will die with him.

No, no, no, definitely not for love. How could Ange die for love with Long? He was just timid and uneasy. He had to watch Long go to hell with his own eyes before he patted his chest and said a word.

"It's time to rest."

Wang Jiang examined Lu Mingfei with his golden eyes, not missing the slightest muscle change on the young man's face.

He was so engrossed in this inspection that the king ignored his tea-drinking posture. At this moment, the king's posture of holding the teacup was like holding a goblet, and the way he sipped the tea was like sucking blood.

Vicious and greedy.

The king woke up with a start. He lowered his head and saw the tea cup with a corner missing, and smiled.

Lu Mingfei stared at Wang Jiang's mask-like face. He saw clearly just now that Wang Jiang drank tea directly with this face and also smiled with this face.

Wang Jiang spit out the porcelain pieces in his mouth and caught them one by one with his palms. Then he stuck out his tongue, rolled up the small porcelain pieces, took a few crunchy bites, and then swallowed them.

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly.

Wang Jiang slowly touched his belly and showed a satisfied smile.

"S-level, do you know what I like most about hybrids?"

"This is it."

The king touched his belly proudly.

"You can eat anything."

"Extract value, absorb nutrients, and then become stronger."

"These are the rules of the dragon game."

"Fortunately, as mixed races, we are born with the qualifications to participate in this game."

“He who eats the most, eats best, and lives to the end.”

"That's the emperor."

Wang Jiang looked at Lu Mingfei again.

This should be the second time the two of them looked at each other.

The two of them had a deeper understanding of each other than before.

When getting along with Kazama Ruri, sometimes Lu Mingfei would have the same idea as Shutoku Mai, feeling that the child Kazama Ruri seemed to have some mental problems and was too contradictory.

But after meeting Fengjian Liuli's teacher Wang Jiang, Lu Mingfei felt relieved.

Compared with Wang Jiang, Kazama Ruri's illness can only be considered mild.

This guy's greed for something is almost pathological. Judging by Wang Jiang's set of dragon values, it may be more or less justified. It's a little unreasonable, but he seems to have forgotten that he is a human now. , not a dragon.

From a human perspective, there is no doubt that the king is crazy.

The king's Noh masked face slowly opened its mouth, with black teeth and red blood.

"Back to the topic just now."

"No, S-class."

"Not dragon slaying."

The king spread his hands.

"Why do we have to limit our focus to fighting and killing?"

"S-level."

"Think about it."

"Since dragon blood can create hybrids, it gives us power far beyond that of ordinary people."

"What about a living dragon?"

"What if this living dragon is still the emperor?"

The king raised his arms excitedly.

"Just think of how many treasures we could get from the White King."

"In this boring era, those of us who have received the White King's legacy are undoubtedly the real gods!"

Lu Mingfei watched Wang Jiang's performance quietly.

Wait for the king to finish speaking.

"Then what."

"What does this have to do with the enemy you mentioned?"

Wang Jiang quickly switched to a calm look and sipped tea.

"S-class is worthy of being S-class. Your courage is admirable."

"But, not everyone has as much courage as you."

"There are too many people who are claiming to be white kings."

The king shook his head and sighed.

"For example, you?"

Lu Mingfei said.

"Hahaha."

The king patted his thigh.

"That's right."

He put away his madness again and admitted it frankly.

"Resurrect the White King and welcome back our ancestors."

"It's not like we really have any respect for our ancestors."

"After all, we are ghosts."

"Speaking of which, the so-called ghosts are hybrids with incomplete bloodlines."

"Not recognized by my family, not accepted by mortals."

"The fierce ghosts are such a group of sad creatures."

"I want to end this whirlpool of sorrow and cut off the link of fate."

"There's only one way."

The king will be decisive.

"Resurrect the White King and welcome back our ancestors."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"alright."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Now can you tell me where you hid Kazama Ruri?"

Wang Jiang almost gasped for breath.

He seriously doubted that Lu Mingfei did it on purpose.

After sorting out his thoughts, Wang Jiang sped up his speech.

"Aren't you curious?"

“Those who are active in this land today.”

"The group of people who really have thoughts about King Bai."

"even."

The king's mouth seemed to be dry.

"You know, doomsday prophecies."

"No, you must know."

"The four great monarchs are waking up one after another. Why do you think this is?"

"Even the Dragon King needs help if he wants to wake up across a long period of time."

"Let's put it this way."

General Wang suddenly paused, stood up, looked around like a thief, and cautiously approached Lu Mingfei.

"Dragon King..."

"They are all awakened by others."

"Someone, maybe a group of people."

The king's eyes widened, and those violent golden pupils were filled with a hint of extreme horror.

"They are harvesting the Dragon King."

Lu Mingfei pushed Wang Jiang away.

"Then what."

"What does it have to do with me?"

Lu Mingfei's strength was beyond the imagination of Wang Jiang. With Lu Mingfei's push, Wang Jiang rolled away like a gourd for a long distance, and did not stop until he hit the wall.

General Wang ignored the pain and quickly crawled to Lu Mingfei on his hands and feet.

"What does it have to do with you!"

"What does it have to do with you!"

The king opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief.

"You are S-class!"

"You are an S-class who killed Bronze and Fire!"

"How can you say such a thing!"

"Someone is resurrecting the Dragon King."

"Hurry up and find them all and kill them all!"

"Don't you Cassells consider it your duty to cultivate dragon slayers?"

"And, and now!"

"Those guys are targeting the White King!"

“How many people are there in this country!”

Do you know what will happen once they are allowed to successfully resurrect the White King?

Wang Jiang seemed to be going crazy. He wanted to grab Lu Mingfei's pants, hug Lu Mingfei, lie in Lu Mingfei's ear and pour these words into Lu Mingfei's mind one by one.

But how could General Wang be Lu Mingfei's opponent?

No matter how crazy General Wang acted, he couldn't even touch a corner of Lu Mingfei's clothes.

Lu Mingfei reached out his hand again impatiently.

The king will roll out faster than last time until he hits the wall.

"It's so noisy."

Lu Mingfei said.

"I'm just here to take my friend away."

"Save the world or something, find a better weather another day, prepare some plum wine for me, and talk about it properly."

"Well done, I'm interested, maybe I'll listen to it."

"Let's forget it for now."

Wang Jiang twisted his neck and sat down opposite Lu Mingfei.

He finally calmed down.

"That's it."

The king general said.

"So, S-class is no longer interested in cooperating with us fierce ghosts."

"you still need to ask."

Lu Mingfei said.

"On your side, now you can tell me where Kazama Ruri is."

The king pointed in a direction.

Lu Mingfei stood up.

"Over there?"

"Really."

"I wish I had just said no."

"waste time."

The silent king suddenly spoke.

"Goddess."

He said.

"Those guys claim to be descendants of gods."

"They're strong."

"They have a special way to resurrect the White King."

The king lowered his head and his voice was surprisingly calm. The madman and clown before had disappeared. Now he was as calm as a wise scientist.

The Wang General's voice was very low, but it didn't matter. He knew who the person in front of him was, Lu Mingfei, Cassel's S-class. With his bloodline, he could hear the softest voice clearly.

Lu Mingfei placed his fingers between Wang Jiang's eyebrows and looked at him condescendingly.

Lu Mingfei thought for a while.

"Goddess, I seem to have heard of it somewhere."

Wang Jiang twitched the corners of his mouth, and more blood gushed out from the wound cut by the sharp porcelain piece.

"Of course you've heard of it."

“Church in Las Vegas.”

"And advanced geneticists and alchemists around the world."

"even."

The king slowly raised his head. Lu Mingfei's finger was right between his eyebrows. There was no need to doubt that with the power and power S had at his disposal, as long as Lu Mingfei was willing, he would die in the next moment.

The general Wang showed his calmness and disregarded life and death.

"You've been to the North Pole."

"There, they should have also tried calling on their gods."

Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly.

I remembered.

The reason why I am familiar with the word Goddess is that at that time, Lu Mingfei took Uncle Iwata's Sonny to the North Pole. On a stormy night, he encountered a wave of deadpools in the form of a siren. Lu Mingfei fought back the waves. After the demon tide, explore the ghost ship and find the log in the captain's cabin of the ghost ship.

The log records that the god called the gods, and the entire cruise ship was used as a ritual sacrifice, so that it eventually became a ghost ship.

"But the avatar failed."

Lu Mingfei said to Wang Jiang.

“There was no waiting for their gods.”

"No."

The king was very calm and shook his head.

Now he looked like an old monk who had practiced Zen for many years.

"The rituals of the Arctic are only part of the God's plan."

The king laughed to himself.

"Speaking of which, I didn't understand it until today."

"I'm just part of their plan."

"Thanks to me, I thought I had control of everything and was about to gain authority in the new world."

"Speak directly if you have anything to say."

Lu Mingfei interrupted his emotion.

The king straightened his face and nodded.

"I know you will definitely kill me."

"You're going to die anyway.":

"Can you tell me a story?"

The king's eyes drifted far away, following the river of time, all the way to the North Pole many years ago. On the frozen soil that never melted all year round, stood the port called Swan.

"I said it before."

"The so-called etiquette is the rules used to tame outsiders."

"Over the years, I have worked hard to learn the Japanese tea ceremony and the Japanese etiquette of eating, sleeping and meeting."

"I am more Japanese than a native Japanese."

"That's because I am an outsider."

The king's voice was hoarse.

"Allow me to reintroduce myself."

"Jung von Herzog."

Wang Jiang looked into Lu Mingfei's eyes seriously.

"Have you heard of it?"

No need to answer, Lu Mingfei's eyes said everything.

The king smiled in relief.

"Never heard of it."

"It's normal if I haven't heard of it."

"S-class people like me who are remnants of the old era and grew up in the new era have certainly never heard of it."

King General, oh, it’s Herzog now.

Herzog continued.

He recounted the unpredictable first half of his life in a reminiscing tone.

Herzog grew up in defeated Germany. He showed extraordinary wisdom and talent from an early age, especially for biogenetics. When Herzog first came into contact with genetics, he was deeply fascinated by the magnificent world. .

The human body is truly amazing.

It is God’s most perfect creation.

Herzog is undoubtedly narcissistic. When he started researching biogenetics, he immediately focused on himself. Herzog used himself as research material, but this has nothing to do with dedication. It has nothing to do with it, Herzog is just narcissistic.

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