Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

White King was not supposed to recover so quickly, but Lincoln did some extra things to make his recovery progress rapidly.

In order to invade the White King's body and memory, Herzog needed a lot of preparations, but now that he is dead, the White King's resurrection does not require anything.

The huge body sleeping underground began to move, and the earth trembled with a rumbling buzz.

Lu Mingfei looked outside with wide eyes and witnessed the explosion of a mountain peak.

The next moment, a roaring roar echoed from the location of the mountain peak.

The terrifying sound waves and shock waves spread like ripples, almost reaching the point where they were visible to the naked eye.

With the White King's complete recovery, an indescribable pressure weighed heavily on the hearts of all hybrids.

The resurrection of Bronze and Fire and the King of Earth and Mountain took a long time, but the moment the White King recovered with the help of Lincoln, it was almost a peak transformation.

As a Dragon King who dares to lead a third of the dragon clan to start a rebellion against the Black King, the White King's power and ambition to dominate are unimaginable.

The first moment he regained consciousness, he vented his terrifying dragon power to the world without any cover.

The Dragon King's pressure almost came down like a solid black cloud. Even Yuan Zhisheng, a super hybrid, looked ugly the whole time, and like an ordinary hybrid, his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Got up.

Their self-awareness as human beings made them want to stand still, but the terrifying pressure from the White King made their bodies want to kneel down involuntarily.

The White King, the king who masters spiritual elements, if he wanted to, he could control all the dragons and hybrids in the domain whose bloodline was lower than his own in just an instant, but he didn't.

In order to avoid the Black King's killing of him, he transformed into a parasitic form and lingered in this world for thousands of years before he was able to revive again.

If he can't vent his anger to the whole world, how can he be called the Dragon King?

The huge and ferocious dragon claws easily penetrated into the boulders. Under the huge body, the mountain peak was like a throne.

King Bai looked at the high-rise buildings built by humans, and without hesitation activated the word spirit extraction under his source system.

The majestic power roared out from Bai Wang's body and spread to the villages and towns at the foot of the mountain in an instant.

In the villages and towns of Shangxia, the collapse of the mountain peaks caused the originally peaceful townspeople to flee in fear away from the mountains. However, as the power of the White King surged in, their footsteps suddenly stopped like controlled puppets.

The powerful spiritual element easily shattered their souls and spirits, and returned to the hands of the White King with the memories contained in them.

One after another human memories were digested and absorbed by the White King. His calm golden eyes kept flickering. In just a few breaths, he already understood how much changes had occurred in the world today and the world under his control.

"Nuclear bomb..." Bai Wang spat out simple words in the air, with some thoughtfulness and fear in his words.

He didn't know much about this thing, but from human memory, the description that could destroy a city in an instant reminded him of the Ultimate Word Spirit.

Humans have developed a weapon that can create the ultimate word spirit?

He waved the dragon chair, and the storm and heavy rain instantly overturned it, like a hanging river flowing to the ground. Under such rain, his figure was covered and disappeared.

The White King's resurgence caused panic among countless people. Not only the ordinary people who saw the White King with their own eyes, but also the hybrids around the world felt unspeakable pressure at this time.

As a descendant of the White King and a super hybrid, Yuan Zhisheng should have been the most stressed about this, but now, he can no longer control so much.

Before Bai Wang left, he used the last word spirit, a word spirit that could greatly stimulate the blood of a hybrid dragon.

For ordinary hybrids, this word spirit will stimulate the dragon blood in their bodies, making them one step closer to losing control, that is, turning into Deadpool.

There are a lot of mixed-race species on the Japanese island, but except for those groups that are already on the verge of losing control, most of the mixed-race species will not immediately become deadpools because of this word spirit.

Because this process is gradual, or in other words, King Bai set this Yanling into a gradual mode.

He wanted to see how human society would respond to these out-of-control Deadpools.

Minamoto Chisheng should come out to take charge of the overall situation at this time, but it is obviously difficult for him to do so, because as a ghost, Eri is also affected by the spirit of the White King.

The dragon's blood, which had been suppressed by the serum, surged up again in her body.

Even with the serum suppressing it, the imagination of dragon transformation still inevitably emerged in her body.

Black lines, black blood, scales, and those golden eyes that gradually became uncontrollable, followed by pain.

Yuan Zhisheng was in pain, and Caesar and Chu Zihang were also in pain as well.

Both Chu Zihang and Caesar's bloodline ratings are A-level, which means that any slight change in their bloodline may plunge them into an abyss.

Once upon a time, Caesar was proud of his A-level bloodline, but now, he hopes that he is the same G-level bloodline as Fingel.

If that were the case, he would be able to walk around like nothing happened, instead of running away like crazy like now.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?" Looking at Chu Zihang and the two people who were uncontrollably affected, Lu Mingfei looked at the information given by Cassel at a loss.

He urgently needs to find a way to allow the hybrid to become Deadpool without being affected by the dragon's blood.

Finally, he found the Dragon King's blood.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but hesitate when he moved his hands. If he came into contact with the Dragon King's blood, he might live, but he might even die.

Lu Mingfei didn't know whether this method should be used.

In addition, the only way to control people from degenerating into Deadpool is to let some supreme being directly control and intervene in the bloodline.

Lu Mingfei became confused because he didn't know what he should do to exert the power Lincoln said.

He has no memory of this at all, and has never thought of using such terrifying power.

In the past few decades of his life, escaping again and again had been the keynote of his life, but this time, he couldn't escape.

Either he has to watch his classmates and friends die in front of him, or he must learn to control his power.

He tried his best to recall all the abilities and methods he had learned, and used them all on Caesar and the two of them without hesitation. For a moment, the elements in the entire room became restless.

...

"You've gone too far!" Through satellite and video, Angers clearly saw Ai Wan roaring on the mountain peak announcing his return. For a moment, his face darkened.

"You told me this is the Dragon King who has just revived? This is obviously the Dragon King who has reached his peak period and his entire body has completed dragon transformation. Do you know the difference between this?!"

"Of course I know." Lincoln remained indifferent: "But if we don't put extreme pressure on him, how can he break free from the shackles of his life experiences in the past few decades?"

"If you want to blame it, just blame yourself for not intervening earlier so that Lu Mingfei could develop good habits."

"Tell me, what would you do if he failed?"

"What to do? I might not be able to do anything." Lincoln chuckled: "I've told you before, I'm very cruel."

"But you don't have to worry that the White King will completely destroy you, because the White King's primary target will not be you at all."

"What do you mean?" Ange's expression changed again.

"It's not interesting. You don't think that there are only a few dragon kings who have recovered in human society, right?"

"Before the Black King came to the throne, the White King was the strongest. That dragon may not necessarily be willing to surrender."

After hearing Lincoln's words, Ange's face became even more ugly.

The King of Bronze and Fire, the King of Earth and Mountain, the White King, and Lu Mingfei, but now they are told that there is actually another Dragon King who has resurrected and is lurking in human society?!

Angers did not consider whether Lincoln was telling a lie, because it made no sense.

Lincoln even came up with the White King thing and told the truth. There was no point in exaggerating a lie about a monarch. Angers subconsciously tended to think that there really was a living Dragon King hidden in the human world.

...

"Why is this happening?!"

Seeing the two people whose bodies were becoming more and more transformed into dragons, Lu Mingfei roared helplessly. He frantically redialed Lincoln's number until he was about to give up and finally got through.

"Hey, what do you want from me?"

"Master, save Caesar and Brother Chu!"

"Didn't I say that only you can save them?"

"But I've tried everything, everything!"

"Really?" Lincoln smiled: "Do you know the origin of the dragon clan?"

"I know, it's the Black King."

"Yes, Black King." Lincoln nodded: "So theoretically, Black King, who is the origin of all dragon bloodlines, has unparalleled control over dragons, including manipulating the concentration of dragon blood."

"As long as he wants to, he can easily increase the concentration of dragon blood of a hybrid species to a strength that can compete with the Dragon King. Naturally, he can also turn a Dragon King-level dragon into a lowly creature again."

"But, I'm not the Black King!"

"But it's not like the Black King is the only one who can control bloodlines in this world, there are two other creatures that can control bloodlines."

Lincoln's words stopped abruptly, but Lu Mingfei seemed to understand what Lincoln meant: "Master, you mean, I can do it too?!"

"Theoretically, yes."

"Tell me the way and I will save them."

"I don't know the method." Lincoln lied carelessly: "That is your authority. There are only three people in the world who have this authority who know how to use this power. You must have found the wrong person when you come to me."

Lincoln's words were like a bolt from the blue, shattering the hopes in Lu Mingfei's heart.

He hung up the phone in a daze, and it wasn't until Old Tang shook his shoulders that he regained consciousness: "Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang wants my blood, what do you think we should do?"

"Blood? Do you want your blood?" Lu Mingfei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he grabbed Old Tang's wrist: "You are the Dragon King, you have blood!"

"What the hell! Lu Mingfei, what are you going to do?!" Old Tang looked at Lu Mingfei's eyes and his whole body went crazy: "Don't look at me like that."

"Quickly, give me your blood!" Lu Mingfei didn't have time to worry about it. He stuffed the syringe into Old Tang's hand: "The more of your blood, the better!"

"No, not just yours, but also Xia Mi's, Xia Mi is also the Dragon King!"

Old Tang looked at the mentally ill Lu Mingfei in confusion, unable to understand what he meant: "Lu Mingfei, why do you want blood?"

"I don't have time to explain to you, just do as I say!" Lu Mingfei refused to reveal his crazy idea to Old Tang because he himself was not sure whether this method was feasible.

The blood of dragons is like poison to hybrids, especially the blood of the Dragon King.

If you come into contact with dragon blood, you will either die, become a deadpool, or gain more power than before.

This is what Lu Mingfei obtained from Cassel's information.

From Lincoln, Lu Mingfei knew that he was different, so now he wanted to take a gamble and put his life on the line.

After being exposed to the dragon's blood, he will not die or become a deadpool, but will gain more powerful power, enough to save his friends.

This was the first big gamble in his life. He had never made a similar choice before, but not anymore.

The good-for-nothing Old Tang, Senior Brother Chu, Caesar who has a fiancée at home, the little monster Eri Yi, and Xia Mi who has lost his memory. He has too many important humans here, and he must do his best!

There is a huge difference between a dragon's body and a human's body. A typical point is that the blood that Xia Mi and Old Tang can provide is far more than that provided by a normal human.

The two of them, who had no memories of the dragon clan, were not sure what kind of crazy thing Lu Mingfei was going to do. They just used blood-drawing equipment to extract the black and red blood from their bodies and put it in front of Lu Mingfei.

One bag, two bags, three bags...

Dragon's blood, enough to drive many researchers and alchemists crazy, piled up like a hill in front of Lu Mingfei's eyes. He pushed the cart into a room and waved to the two of them: "Keep an eye on Senior Brother Chu and the others for me."

"you..."

Old Tang wanted to say something else, but the door in front of him was already closed.

The amount of blood contributed by Old Tang and Xia Mi was so large that it was impossible to complete blood stimulation in a short period of time through infusion.

Therefore, Lu Mingfei adopted a more violent method, drinking blood and intramuscular injections.

The next moment the black dragon's blood poured into his body, tearing pain hit him like a tide.

The dragon's blood reacted strongly with the blood in his body, and the next moment, his bright golden eyes uncontrollably lit up in the room.

Power, powerful power!

Power that he had never felt before came along with pain, causing Lu Mingfei's eyes to change suddenly.

He resisted the strong impulse, grabbed the syringe, and plunged it into himself without hesitation.

More dragon blood was injected into his body.