Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

The roar of the dragon resounded through the sky, and the huge size of the White King attracted the attention of countless dragons the moment it entered the mirror space.

Longmen, who was unable to fly into the sky, had a look of annoyance in his eyes, while the dragons who could soar into the sky had already fluttered their wings and rushed towards the White King.

The huge Bai Wang fought fiercely with Tianji and Lu Mingfei. Flesh, flesh, and scales fell from the sky like raindrops, becoming the prey of the dragons on the ground.

The word spirit cannot be used in the mirror space. This is an established fact and a fact that King Bai cannot tamper with.

The dragons trapped in this different world have resigned themselves to accepting this reality.

Word spirit and authority all lose their effect here. What can regain dominance is no longer bloodline, something that cannot be exerted in the mirror space, but power.

The power brought by the huge body and wings that can fly into the air!

Fortunately, the bodies of dragons are as sophisticated as machines, and they can fly without relying on the spirit of speech. Otherwise, the sky would have been occupied by those lowly subspecies.

The loss of authority and personality made the dragons feel panic and disbelief at first, but it didn't take long for them to adapt to the unique demeanor in the mirror space again.

It is common for them to use their powerful bodies to backfire against higher-ranking dragons in the past.

In their eyes, the current White King is not a being whose personality is only inferior to that of the Black King, but a large mass of flesh and blood that can be sustained for a long time with just one bite!

With the White King as the only point, the flying dragons approached him from all directions, like a pyramid in the sky.

With a roar, a long and narrow wound was torn on Lu Mingfei's body. King Bai noticed the group of dragons coming from below, and the dragon's language echoed in the air: "I am King Bai! Honor my orders and kill those who disobey.

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Even though they lost control of the elements, the echoing dragon language was still full of majesty. However, facing the roar of the White King, the eyes of the Yilong Clan were full of disdain, and they just pretended not to hear it and rushed straight towards the White King.

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"What are you doing?!" Looking at the increasingly restless group of dragons, King Bai's eyes showed a trace of shock. It wasn't until he looked at a dragon with greedy eyes that he knew exactly what these similar people in front of him were.

What kind of thoughts do you have.

It is rare even in the dragon society for the dragon body of the second generation, third generation or even lower level to bite the dragon king back. But now, countless dragon clans have the same idea.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

With one palm and one mouthful, the White King devoured the body of a dragon. He thought that the blood and death would make the remaining dragons awed, but the dragons became even more crazy.

The mirror space is a closed system. There is no place here for the dragons to use as food. Devouring the flesh and blood of the same kind or subspecies is their only choice to extend their lives and stay strong.

The Nibelungs can provide them with elements, but the resources there are limited, and they are all occupied by the strongest dragons.

Dragons living outside can either keep fighting and devouring themselves to survive, or they can only watch themselves weaken and then be devoured by other dragons at some point.

Death will always come, so why not take a bite of the White King's flesh and blood, which is second only to the Black King? In the past, they had no ability to bite back!

The White King is very powerful. He is one of the most powerful in terms of authority and physical body. But in the mirror space, a place where ants can bite the elephant to death, as long as his power is not absolute, he is doomed to fail.

Poof——

Hiss——

Scales splattered, flesh and blood swayed, and red blood mixed with flesh and bones swayed to the earth. In the dense rain of blood, one dragon after another was torn to pieces and devoured by the angry White King, but there were too many dragons around.

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The chaotic dragon roar stretches for thousands of miles, attracting more dragons to join. After all, the body of the White King is not a machine.

The flesh and blood you eat takes time to digest, but the attacks from the crazy dragons around you never stop.

Either biting with teeth, tearing with claws, or directly accelerating himself so that the protrusions on his body turned into sharp knives, scars were torn out on the white king's body.

These scars could be repaired in a short time under the powerful self-healing ability, but the energy consumed could not be recovered, and the red dragon blood also remained on his white dragon body.

"Rebellious minister! Rebellious minister!"

King Bai's roar was full of anger, but it couldn't stop the dragons around him from rushing in overwhelmingly.

They flew behind King Bai, then folded their wings and hit him heavily.

They no longer targeted Bai Wang's body, but began to destroy the relatively fragile wings.

The plain white scales were forcibly pulled off, the skin meridians were torn, and the bones were broken. Pain and fear hit the White King like a tide.

He was horrified to find that his wings were gradually losing control, and his body, which had been rising so high, began to fall to the ground.

His language began to become vulgar, but this did not stop his heavy body from hitting the ground heavily.

At the moment when the roar of the earth was heard, a pair of eyes that were originally full of desire were filled with greed, and the White King's body was submerged.

The mirror space is a different kind of cage. The higher the level of the dragon, the more dangerous their situation becomes.

Dragons with Nibelung roots can rely on the elements to maintain their status, but other dragons can only rely on their own bodies.

And in this case, even the White King cannot withstand the fighting of one hundred, one thousand, or ten thousand dragons.

The scales were torn apart, the flesh and blood was hollowed out, and even the skeleton was not preserved. The White King, who could survive the killings of the Black King and return after a thousand years, died with an aggrieved expression that no one expected.

way to die.

In the sky, against the backdrop of the White King, Lu Mingfei, who was so small that he was ignored, looked at the mess on the ground, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Having transformed into a dragon, he now finally has the appearance of some hybrid species. It is normal to feel sad when he sees the White King, who can be called the same kind, disappearing surrounded by weaklings.

But he didn't have that much time to continue to be sad, because the dragons who had finished eating the White King flew up again and looked at Lu Mingfei, who had been ignored by them before.

In front of King Bai, Lu Mingfei was like a piece of shredded pork that couldn't fit between his teeth. But King Bai died, and now he is nothing more than a turnip.

Looking at the swarming dragons, Lu Mingfei took a step back with a calm expression. There was a clattering figure, and in front of all the dragons, he retreated behind the insurmountable mirror fragment.

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"Look, those dragons in the mirror space have played a role you didn't expect."

Lincoln looked at Angers with a smile on his face: "As the supreme White King among the Dragon Clan, the White King who is at his peak when he wakes up is devoured by the inferior species. Isn't it dramatic?"

"You expected that?"

"It depends on what you mean by prediction." Lincoln pointed to his brain: "I can imagine many possible endings. The one that appears now is also among my imagination, but it is not the highest probability.

The one."

Angers no longer wanted to ask Lincoln which plan had the highest probability, because the fact was that the White King was eaten, and there was no point in discussing other options.

Besides, now is not the time to discuss such trivial matters.

Lu Mingfei made King Bai, the biggest threat, disappear, but the turmoil caused by King Bai was far from over.

The huge dragon body and the roaring dragon roar, the Deadpool who is wreaking havoc everywhere in the city, looks like a hybrid with super powers. Because of Lincoln's plan, the dragon clan that has been hidden by humans for many years has been completely exposed to the eyes of ordinary people.

At this moment, not only Japan, which was facing the dragon attack, but also the whole world was in panic. The more ambitious people were even thinking about whether they could get any benefits from this special species of dragon.

Dragons have strong dominance and possessiveness, but human greed and jealousy are not inferior to them.

It seems that Lu Mingfei and the hybrids are in danger, but this is not necessarily the case.

The hybrid's power comes from dragon blood.

If humans want to gain power, it makes no sense to attack hybrids. Attacking dragons is the right way.

As for killing the hybrids... this is simply impossible in Angers' opinion.

Not to mention the power of those mixed-race families, Lu Mingfei, Old Tang and Xia Mi are obstacles that no one can avoid. Old Tang and the others may be killed by a sneak attack, but Lu Mingfei...

With unparalleled authority, incredible magic power, and a dual power system in one body, Ange truly felt that there was no way in this world that could solve Lu Mingfei.

There are a group of dragons trapped in the mirror space that can destroy the world if released, and Lincoln is still there, so doing so is tantamount to seeking death.

Ange could see that Lu Mingfei had changed. Strong pressure forced him to make changes. The current Lu Mingfei was beyond his expectation.

Things on the Japanese island are very complicated, but Angers has no time to take care of things there now. He needs to go and discuss the path of mixed blood with the secret party in detail.

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Lu Mingfei left the mirror space, but he did not choose to meet Chu Zihang and the others. Instead, he stood silently at the highest point of Tokyo Tower, feeling the surge and gathering of elements.

Time passed by minute by second, and his figure remained motionless until Lincoln's voice came from behind: "How do you feel?"

Lu Mingfei turned around and was silent for a while: "What are you asking about?"

"All aspects."

"I felt power, a power I had never thought of before." Lu Mingfei looked into the distance with a disappointed look, stretched out his hand to hold it, and the clouds gathered together. With a wave of his five fingers, the clouds disappeared again: "I think I can understand

your thoughts."

"This kind of power to control everything is fascinating. I even thought that I was the controller of the world..."

"Isn't it?" Lincoln interrupted: "Maybe you don't understand what magic can do, so why don't I cover it up for you."

Lu Mingfei turned his head with some confusion, but Lincoln turned him back to face the sun: "Watch it."

Snap!

Lu Mingfei stared at the sun, only to hear a snap of his fingers in his ears. The sun in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the whole world fell into boundless darkness.

His eyes widened, and his heart was horrified. The next moment, with the snap of fingers, light reappeared in the world.

Junior high school knowledge told him that the time it takes for sunlight to reach the earth is eight minutes, which means that the dimming of the sun will not be observed by the earth until eight minutes later, instead of in real time like now.

"What's this?"

"This is the magic power that you have never paid attention to." Lincoln smiled, a ball of energy floating and changing in his palm: "The power of the Dragon Clan is embodied and bound to this planet, but the magic power can spread to thousands of planets and even more.

Distant world."

"You think you can understand my thinking, but in fact, it only took me a few days to reach your current state, and it took you a few years."

Lincoln's head-on blow made Lu Mingfei silent again. He originally thought he was bad enough, but it turned out that he was still not good enough.

Seeing him fall into silence, Lincoln patted his shoulder, and the golden light flowed from the surface of his body, washing away the ferocious bones: "This is my last parting gift to you. The magic barrier will be on you

I will protect you before you enter dragon transformation, but after that, you will have to bear everything by yourself."

"Chu Zihang, Xia Mi, Caesar, Eli Yi, Old Tang... you have enough friends around you. If you don't want your friends to suffer disaster because of you, you must put yourself on the throne.

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"As the strongest person in the world, you can do whatever you want. Compromise and concession should be other people's business. What the strong have to do is to always make themselves the strongest."

Lu Mingfei looked at Lincoln with complicated eyes: "Do you do this in other worlds?"

"That's right." Lincoln smiled: "No one dares to disobey me, because I really know how to kill people. They are not even willing to let me kill people. They want to solve everything before me."

"A good person will be bullied by others, and a good horse will be ridden by others. Lu Mingfei, I sincerely hope you understand this truth."

Lu Mingfei wanted to say something else, but Lincoln looked away: "Look, your friends are here to find you."

Lu Mingfei looked in the direction directed by Lincoln. In the distance, Chu Zihang and the others were heading towards Tokyo Tower under the guidance of the navigation system. The one who moved faster than them was Eri Yi who came riding on the air current.

A golden light flashed from the corner of his eyes, and he couldn't help but look to the side, only to find that Lincoln's figure had disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, the magic borrowing link established with Lincoln was interrupted, and Lu Mingfei knew that his master was really gone.

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beep beep ~

The piercing whistle sounded, and Lincoln turned around to see an irate driver sticking his head out of the car window: "You son of a bitch, get off the road!"

"I heard you scolding me." Lincoln still had a slight smile on his face, and his pupils suddenly lit up red.

Bah!

Screams of exclamation echoed on the street, and the scorching laser swept across, cutting the car and the driver in half.

After doing all this, he looked at the empty streets, nodded with satisfaction, put his feet down, and rose into the sky with a roaring sonic boom.