Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 420 New Primarch

When Lu Mingfei looked up, the towering, golden figure had vanished, returning to the appearance of a boy in a linen robe with slightly dark skin.

"I'm sorry, Father... I've ended up in a situation where I need you to come and rescue me personally."

Lu Mingfei felt a little ashamed; the strange gelatinous substance behind the Black King's will body was beyond his expectations.

“Don’t worry about it, kid,” the boy said, his rough, calloused hand gently stroking Lu Mingfei’s shoulder armor. “As long as you’re human, you’ll always have your own limits.”

"The most important thing is to learn to see it clearly."

“I will remember your teachings, Father.”

Lu Mingfei stood up and found that a ball of flame had appeared where the Starry Sky Dragon had disappeared, just like when the Black King's will dissipated.

"What...what were those things just now?"

Despite the emperor being right beside him, Lu Mingfei still felt a sense of fear and confusion.

He thought the Black King would be the final battle of this trip, but he didn't expect that after defeating the Black King's will, something even more troublesome and difficult would emerge.

Now that I've come to my senses and thought about it carefully, I realize that the mental attacks I suffered seem to be similar to "contamination" in the warp!
"Although saying it out loud might make me sound like some kind of evil villain," the boy said with a smile, his tone tinged with a hint of playfulness and helplessness.

He was completely different from the tall, majestic, and mythical figure he had just been.

“...But I did just suppress the ‘True Will’ of ‘Second Terra’.”

The true will of the planet? That alien dragon formed from a strange gelatinous substance?
The Black King... and the dragon race... are they all derivative species of it? The origin of the dragon race certainly cannot be explained by the theory of biological evolution...

But what are those eyes?
Although somewhat bewildered, Lu Mingfei was still rapidly processing and thinking about this information.

"There is no need to feel guilty. We are human beings, and the will of the planet cannot represent our true will. Whether it is the will of the planet or anything else, if it stands in our way, we should defeat it."

The boy said, his star-like eyes conveying a sense of "human determination can overcome nature."

"Understood, father."

The emperor's words resonated like a great bell, instantly dispelling all the hesitation and distracting thoughts that had arisen in Lu Mingfei's mind.

"As I've said before, the universe is not as simple as we imagine."

"However, we still have a whole universe to clean up... so let's take it slow with this universe."

"Our starting point is pretty good, and time isn't that tight."

The boy walked toward the pulsating flame, which seemed to contain a galaxy of stars, and slowly reached his golden hand inside.

An invisible bond connected the boy and Lu Mingfei. As the boy reached in, Lu Mingfei once again felt that intense discomfort of being seen through.

It seemed as if pairs of eyes had opened in the void, their cold gazes piercing through the vast and boundless sea of ​​stars, locking onto this place from afar.

But the discomfort was fleeting, and a divine light shone from the boy's body, as if it had startled away the prying eyes.

At the same time, a vast amount of power and knowledge began to flow into Lu Mingfei's body through an invisible bond. He quickly calmed his mind and began to accept this pure and unpolluted power.

And through the high-dimensional channels of the "World Tree," the radiance of power is precisely dispersed and sown into the genetic seeds of every Astartes warrior in the Sword of Revelation Legion;
Recirculates and strengthens the entire body and all organs!
The combat potential of all the legion's warriors was pushed to a new peak under the infusion of this power;
Their potential can continue to rise, and their affinity for and control over the elements will become even closer to that of dragons.

This means that warriors can more easily strengthen their own incantations and develop different combat talents.

At the same time, there is also Old Tang; the power and authority of the Dragon King, which was once taken back by the "Great Library", is now surging and reviving in his blood like molten lava!

Wow! That's powerful!

He let out a strange, exhilarating cry, which also proved that he was still the Legion's Forging General, not Norton.

……

After absorbing power for an unknown period of time, Lu Mingfei opened his eyes.

His pupils seemed to flow with molten lava, and the scorching breath he exhaled from his mouth and nose distorted the air, like a raging furnace roaring and churning.

At this moment, he finally possessed what a "Primarch" should have—

That unique "essence" that belongs to him.

It is said that when the Emperor created the Primarchs, he endowed each of them with unique warp properties...

But Lu Mingfei didn't dwell on this too much. Compared to the so-called "essence," he cared more about his own combat strength.

He could feel himself getting stronger, every fiber of his body was roaring, as if he could shatter space with a single punch!
As for how much stronger they've become... well, that'll have to be measured in battle, preferably against real, living enemies that can turn into skeletons!
Rather than a target for mental simulation.

But this world probably can't meet that condition... We'd have to go to another universe; that human empire, ravaged by war, has no shortage of enemies.

At the same time, there was an even more tangible change: a heavy and ancient authority awakened in his consciousness and bloodline.

Lu Mingfei can now also unleash the forbidden domain "Primordial Manifestation," a "world-destroying" level incantation, which belongs exclusively to the Dragon King!
However, since the absorbed power was not complete, and because he also distributed some of the power to the legion, Lu Mingfei estimated that he could control at most one or two "Primordial Manifestations"...

But it is enough.

After all, even the Dragon King himself wouldn't easily use this level of incantation;
Releasing it requires stringent conditions and consumes enormous amounts of energy, often resulting in extremely serious consequences, and it may even backfire due to uncontrolled power.

In comparison, those "high-risk" elemental attack spells seem more practical and cost-effective.

As for what high-risk incantations or "primordial manifestations" should be inscribed in the furnace of incantations, that's not something he needs to think about right now.

Lu Mingfei turned his head to look at the boy, his gaze suddenly sharpening—

He noticed a strange halo appearing behind the boy, seemingly out of nowhere.

The halo was made of the same viscous star-like gel, with a fine galaxy flowing silently within it, adding an indescribable divine quality to the boy.

"Father?" Lu Mingfei's voice was filled with worry.

"It's alright, it's just a shackle that doesn't hinder free movement."

The boy smiled slightly, seemingly unconcerned.

"Shackles?" Lu Mingfei asked, puzzled.

“Power is not a gift without a price. If you absorb it all, you will become a new ‘planetary will’ and be bound here.”

“This would be detrimental to your future campaigns, so I took on this part of the condition for you,” the boy explained calmly.

“No need to worry,” he said gently, seeing through Lu Mingfei’s thoughts. “It may be called a shackle, but it hasn’t held me back. This is much more comfortable than that so-called ‘golden throne’.”

“Besides,” he added, with a hint of barely perceptible slyness, “there’s still Mingze and Heras to help with the burden, right? It won’t be a big deal.”

……

From the perspective of Fingel and Chen Motong, who were outside the group, Lu Mingfei's way of absorbing power was another kind of manifestation.

The gravity of the hatchery seemed to be distorted, and the massive, catfish-shaped black beast, as large as a mountain, slowly detached from the sea surface and hovered in the air, casting a shadow that blotted out the sky on the vast ice sheet.

The sacred and dazzling golden patterns, like flowing molten gold, spread back across the entire body of the giant beast.

Its enormous body then began to shrink, its flesh and blood seemingly being decomposed and purified by an invisible force, turning into a pure torrent of energy that surged along those molten gold patterns into the depths of its own body!
This colossal beast was nurtured by the planet to serve as the physical vessel for the future Black King's will to descend. Its own flesh and blood are a genetic treasure trove that has accumulated over thousands of years!

"The commander... he must have succeeded this time, right?"

Witnessing this unimaginable scene, Fingel's mouth went dry, and his voice was hoarse with uncertainty.

He is currently unaware of Lu Mingfei's situation.

Although the genetic seeds within him were beating like a heart again, and the boiling power was once again surging into and filling his body, this time Fingel dared not open the champagne halfway through, for fear that something else might go wrong.

The speed at which the behemoth decomposed was visible to the naked eye; its flesh and blood rapidly dissolved, revealing a ghastly skeleton... Finally, it revealed a figure with its dazzling golden wings spread out as if forming a sacred cross!

Everything about the black behemoth—flesh, bones, and organs—transformed into a surging torrent of golden energy, which was completely devoured and absorbed by the cross-shaped figure.

Only after the black behemoth disappeared did the figure slowly land back on the ice sheet, and spiderweb-like cracks silently spread across the ice beneath its feet.

"Commander... Commander? Is that you?" Fingel's voice came through the communication channel, tinged with obvious hesitation and tension.

He stared at the data on the armor interface that represented Lu Mingfei's vital signs, energy reactions, and specific location, which lit up again, but he still felt uneasy, fearing that the being inside that body had changed...

Something else.

“It wasn’t me,” Lu Mingfei’s voice rang out, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, “it was your beloved casting general, Old Tang.”

His consciousness had just shifted from the wasteland where the World Tree was rooted back to reality, but there was no sluggish change or feeling.

I don't know whether to say that I've always been in that ultimate place, or that I've always been inside the belly of the giant beast.

"Pah! Pah! Pah! Commander, don't talk nonsense! My friendship with Lao Tang is purely revolutionary!" Finger immediately retorted as if his tail had been stepped on.

The next second, a big smile spread across his face, and his voice was full of barely suppressed excitement: "Great! Commander, you did it!"

"Hmm." Lu Mingfei responded, his voice carrying a hint of relieved exhaustion, yet unable to conceal the ease that came with success.

"Notify the City of Miracles that His Majesty the Emperor has lifted the protection on the incubator, and they can come and take us home."