Chapter 422 Norton, wither and perish in my fantasy!
The White King rose into the air and was enveloped by the surging elemental turbulence, leaving four people paralyzed on the ground unable to move.
Just when Yuan Zhisheng and the others were despairing, the rapid sound of propellers quickly approached.
Soon, a helicopter seemed to be racing in the air, making a graceful drift and then hovering overhead. Fingel's despicable shout came from above.
"Hey, hey, don't sleep! This looks like a place to sleep!"
Hearing this voice, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly felt that his life was not hanging by a thread, but lying in the audience waiting for the talk show to start.
Then the rope ladder fell, and Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei slid to the ground.
"Who are you again?" Yuan Zhisheng looked at these faces again and felt inexplicably friendly.
"I can't help it. I was drinking Coca-Cola and watching anime in bed, and the next second I was captured and made a virgin." Lu Mingfei complained while quickly tying restraints on several people, and then signaled Fingel to start recycling.
device.
As the situation becomes more and more urgent, the college has strengthened the practical training for students, and subjects such as rescue, escape, firearms, and fighting are carried out at high intensity every day. It is basically a militarized management in a special period.
In this high-pressure environment, Lu Mingfei really learned his true skills. Let’s not talk about fighting. Anyway, he can become a team leader in the international rescue team. His body, which was originally as thin as a monkey, is now much taller, and he is very attractive.
You can see the obvious six-pack abs when you open the top. Not to mention, the slump on his face has faded away, making him look more handsome.
Compared with the coward before, after witnessing battles failed again and again and countless people dying heroically, he is indeed more responsible. After all, he is already 20 years old, so it is only reasonable for him to grow up.
Unchanged?
That won't work, the current situation cannot allow him to continue to mess around!
The most important thing is that Lu Mingfei, who thought that he could not hold up the wall because of a pile of mud, received special care and personal training from Principal Angers. Many people expressed confusion about this matter, but they had no objections. They all knew what Angers meant.
There must be a reason for what you do.
"He is indeed a boy with a lion hidden in his eyes, and it seems that the lion is gradually waking up." Yuan Zhennu stared at Lu Mingfei and said something puzzling.
"Lice? Senior brother, please check for me. Is there eye mucus in the corners of my eyes?" Lu Mingfei was stunned, then turned to Chu Zihang and asked in a low voice.
"No." Chu Zihang looked at it seriously and replied.
"Hey, is it time to chat now?" Uesugoshi reminded slightly speechlessly.
"Woo~"
When it was her turn to put the restraints on Eri, she snorted in resistance, obviously unwilling to do so.
Then, she took the initiative to jump on Lu Mingfei's back, signaling for him to carry her and evacuate.
Chu Zihang glanced at Hui Liyi in surprise, and sighed in his heart, "What a terrifying recovery ability." He then looked at the other three people calmly, and they all walked out of the gate of the Palace of Hell in this short period of time.
After running eight hundred meters away, they could barely walk.
In this regard, he sighed to himself and was convinced of the gap between them. He had no choice but to think that it was natural for a perverted father to give birth to three perverted children.
"Master Uesugi, cough, this is inappropriate~"
With the soft fragrance on his back, Lu Mingfei turned around in shock, and then saw the sinister looks of Yuan Zhisheng and Uesugi Yue. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Chu Zihang's thumb that secretly stretched out towards him. For a moment, everything in his mind
Ma Benteng, senior brother, can you always maintain your cold style of painting? Don't always play abstract for me at times like this!
"My ancestors, Norton will be here soon, hurry up! If the two dragon kings fight, none of us will survive!" Fingel urged from the bottom of his heart.
Tu tu tu tu~
As he climbed into the sky, Lu Mingfei held the rope ladder and floated in the air, while Eriyi hugged him tightly from behind like a koala.
Beside them, a giant white shadow loomed, like a god occupying the sky.
Lu Mingfei noticed that the girl was trembling, and couldn't help but feel strange. After all, Eri Yi's strength was well known to everyone, not to mention that even he, a loser, was not frightened by King Bai and trembled all over. He simply thought that guy was really big.
However, he still comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid."
Between his lowered eyebrows, a trace of majesty flashed across his face, like a liger, a fierce ghost, or a king.
Maybe Eriki was really comforted by him, or maybe some invisible force blocked King Bai's bloodline pressure. In short, Eriki gradually calmed down, and she put her chin on Lu Mingfei's shoulder.
, whispering in a mosquito-like voice, "Thank you~"
"So she can talk~" Lu Mingfei thought, and he glanced back one last time.
The end of sight further away than the White King was occupied by the flames that submerged the sky and the sea. The tyrant who turned the world upside down came here with thousands of servants of fire. A fight was imminent, and Neon was in danger.
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He didn't even need to think about it, he could guess that the academy would seize this opportunity and play the role of fisherman again. He just hoped that nothing would happen again this time.
When Lu Mingfei and Erika got into the cabin, they happened to hear Sakurai Nanami's weak voice coming from the communicator.
"Everyone, parents, I really want to say goodbye this time," she lowered her voice, as if she was hiding or lurking, "If you can, please take the blood descendants of the eight Sheqi families away from Neon. Some missions are too great.
It’s heavy. They shouldn’t have to bear this depressing life like us. I heard you chatting with Caesar and the others before. Do you want to sell sunscreen on the French beach? Go ahead, take our share and live well.”
After saying that, she threw away the communication device and jumped out from behind the collapsed ruins at high speed. Her beautiful face turned sad, angry and ferocious, and she held the long alchemy knife in both hands.
The end of the blade is not a corpse guard, let alone a ghost-toothed dragon viper.
Instead, it was a dragon that was entrenched in the fountain in the park and ate the branch commissioner!
A pure-blooded dragon with gray-white scales all over its body and a body length of fifteen meters!
It is like a wind god pterosaur with an ugly lizard head. The forelimbs at the joints of the wings hold a dying commissioner in the palm of his hand and play with it.
Three generations of breeding?
Or the fourth generation?
Nanami Sakurai could not accurately judge, but she clearly saw the last remaining young man of the Sakurai family died tragically in its mouth. As the head of the family, she must avenge her clan, even if it is a moth to the flame.
Feeling the murderous aura coming towards his face, the dragon raised his head sharply, locking the incoming enemy with a pair of golden pupils mixed with a bit of white.
As soon as its tail swung out, its entire body moved with it, suddenly bursting out with fierce brute force.
Seeing that Sakurai Nanami was about to be knocked away, she accelerated her chopping speed, and the downward force caused her to flip forward quickly. It was this slightly funny on-the-spot reaction that caused her to miss the dragon's tail and stagger a little.
Fall to the ground.
This young woman who was well-known in the neon business world showed another demeanor at this moment. She bit her lower lip like a warrior, lowered her body and sprinted again, pointing her sword directly at the dragon's throat.
Leaping on the flower bed of the fountain, her slim figure resembled a nimble female ninja. She threw a long knife to divert the dragon's attention, and immediately pulled out a spare alchemy weapon from her waist. This was a shorter, more powerful weapon.
A wakizashi suitable for close quarters attacks.
The most important thing is that this wakizashi was given to her by Fuma Kotaro, and at this time, she was thinking about that unsmiling old man.
She deeply remembered that during the siege of Norton, Fuma Kotaro once said in her ear, "Don't hate me. If you want to, just hate that I wasn't twenty-five when I met you."
"I don't hate you anymore." Sakurai Nanami murmured, her red eyes piercing the dragon's throat.
puff!
Blood flowers bloom.
Sakurai Nanami was bitten by the dragon, and the sharp teeth pierced her chest and abdomen, and blood flowed along the gaps between the teeth.
Her hands were empty, and the blade of the wakizashi disappeared into the dragon's throat.
The pain was fed back to the brain, and the angry dragon threw Sakurai Nanami, who was still alive, away, and then pulled out the wakizashi, which obviously did not cause fatal injuries.
Sakurai Nanami fell into the river not far away, and the next second she was wrapped in countless excited ghost-toothed dragon vipers. From skin to flesh, from internal organs to bones, the beautiful and noble head of the Sakurai family was completely dead.
But from beginning to end, she kept a faint smile on her face. Perhaps in her revolving door, the eighteen-year-old girl met the eighteen-year-old boy.
Wow!
Suddenly, the river boiled.
The densely packed ghost-toothed dragon vipers fled in panic, and the dragons in the fountain also flew over vigilantly, hovering in the air and looking down.
Bang!
The dark red fire pillar broke through the water and rose into the sky.
Not a raging flame.
I saw Samson soaring into the sky with great momentum, opening and closing his big mouth, biting the dragon's slender neck accurately and steadily, and brought it under the water.
Then the water waves rolled, and the dragon's blood soon dyed the nearby waters red.
Samson gnawed on the flesh and blood of the same kind and disappeared into the river again. The most common third-generation species was not worth mentioning in front of the Dragon King's personal guards.
It was not the only one coming. The blood warrior army including Luo Shen had arrived. Like evil ghosts tearing apart hell, they launched a fierce attack on the snake-tailed corpse guards and ghost-toothed dragon vipers belonging to the White King. In addition, humans
The artillery fire from the army and the academy's executive department turned the whole of Tokyo into chaos.
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The Tama River Mountains.
Chu Xin, who was leading the sea of fire, had already seen King Bai.
He did not slow down at all, nor did he intend to engage in dialogue, but immediately recited the dragon text with murderous intent.
boom--
Yan Ling·Jun Yan.
A crimson tsunami instantly rose from the sea of fire behind him, each wave higher than the last, rushing towards the airspace where the White King was.
Buzz!
Yan Ling·Black Flame Prison.
In an instant, the black runic fire formed dozens or hundreds of chains, imprisoning the White King in a pitch-black transparent fireball from a long distance away.
"The following will be punished for their crimes."
The White King was suspended calmly, and the rich wind element formed an invisible chariot to lift her up in the void.
She recited the dragon text at a faster speed, and the elements danced around her.
Sizzle!
In an instant, King Bai's golden eyes turned blazing white, and jumping arcs of lightning flowed between the scales. Even the space was highly ionized, and the dust and elements in the air sparkled.
Yan Ling·Indra.
Thousands of thunders and black flames intertwined and collided, and the terrifying elemental reactions wildly triggered elemental turbulence. The turbulence then formed clusters of storms, and the storms rubbed against each other to create even more terrifying turbulence.
Until the black flame prison exploded, the endless arcs and sparks completely merged and collapsed in the strong wind.
"Cancel!" King Bai shouted sternly.
However, Jun Yan did not dissipate, covering her as always.
In an instant, the White King released the Word Spirit Immortal, making his flesh and blood body unscathed and able to withstand the explosive burning of Jun Yan.
"What's going on? My authority, throne, and bloodline are higher than his, yet the revocation failed?" King Bai fanned out the flames and stared at Chu Xin, who kept closing the distance.
Chu Xin did not pause and continued to chant.
Yanling·Shanyin!
Yan Ling·Waterfall!
The former is of the earth type and the latter is of the water type, but Chu Xin can release them easily.
Complex and complicated dragon symbols quickly condensed in the sky, converging into a mark as heavy as a mountain.
The river beneath him defied Newton's laws and rose up into the sky, converging into a torrential waterfall.
"Undo!"
"Undo!"
King Bai continued to scold him in disbelief.
Buzz~
Buzz~
The vision of the two language spirits suddenly collapsed, and the condensed elements were instantly disintegrated.
"Sure enough, her authority is superior to mine. If the system hadn't been strengthened, I might not even be able to use the fire speaking spirit." Chu Xin said secretly.
Seeing this scene, King Bai subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, almost thinking that he could not keep up with the great changes of the times. Fortunately, the Dragon Clan still followed the strict hierarchical bloodline rules.
"I sense more than one kind of authority in you. It is most appropriate that you devoured the body of the Dragon King as my first dinner after waking up. Therefore, I decided to give you a decent death."
King Bai's voice sounded in Chu Xin's mind out of thin air.
Endless whispers overlapping each other spoke indescribable words, and the fifth element "spirit" burst out, suppressing the four major elements lingering in the space.
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The field expands.
Yan Ling·Wirring World.
The releaser can let the target enter the illusion created by himself in a large field centered on himself. If he dies in the illusion, the reality will also die. The level of this spirit is very high, and it is one of the supreme powers of the White King.
, not under the "oracle" that claims to be able to compete with the Black King.
It can create a fantasy that sweeps through people out of thin air without the need for visual contact, causing them to endure endless torture or endless joy. It can even allow a person to experience a lifetime in the illusion. Reality and illusion are blurred within its realm, and it is immersive.
The people in it are helpless.
At this moment, the Dragon High Priest Izanami truly showed her terrifying power - control and obliteration at the spiritual and even soul level!
The elements wrapped around Chu Xin like thousands of threads, wrapping him into a cocoon, and then pulled him into the fantasy world woven by King Bai.
Here is endless nothingness and chaos, no heaven and earth, no mountains and rivers, and no rivers.
There is neither edge nor center, not even senses, nothing can be seen, touched or heard.
There is only endless emptiness and loneliness, and the extremely long and endless river of time. No, there is no concept of time here. In this world, only death is the end.
Bai Wang's idea was very simple. She wanted Chu Xin to experience the pain she had experienced, which was the despair and loneliness of waiting for rebirth after being obliterated by the Black Emperor!
She firmly believed that Chu Xin could not resist the pain that was worse than death. The moment he had the thought of death in the center of the illusion, his spirit, consciousness and even soul would be wiped out, and his flesh and blood body would die instantly and become a human body.
Empty shell.
"Norton, wither and perish in my fantasy!"
Bai Wang, who also entered the illusion, stared at Chu Xin in the illusion, intending to watch the whole process. She wanted to enjoy the pleasure of a king being tortured to the point of going crazy until he wanted to die.