Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Doesn’t Want to Become a Night City Legend

Chapter 143 Lu Mingfei, debut
If monsters existed in this world, what kind of creatures would they be?

The word "monster" was first seen in the Han Dynasty's "Records of the Grand Historian: Biography of Dayuan", which records "strange performances of various monsters", referring to the strange creatures in strange beasts and strange performances. The core meaning of the word is "strange creatures", which includes both abnormal creatures in nature and fictional demons and monsters.

Weird, something that cannot be understood or analyzed by humans, that is a monster.

From this perspective, the existence of monsters themselves is also related to the cognition of the definer. If ancient people saw humans in the 21st century, they would probably call them monsters.

As for the hybrids, who are already smarter and more outstanding than ordinary humans, the word "monster" can often only refer to dragons that are beyond their scope of study.

Hybrids are hybrids after all. Human genes limit the extraordinary dragon blood. No matter how powerful the hybrids are, they are all within the scope of cognition.

At least ninety-nine percent of the time.

【Ka La La La】

At that moment, the vehicles parked on the streets of Tokyo shook violently without warning, the decorations hanging inside the cars swung wildly, and the metal parts rubbed against each other, making a harsh sound.

The glass curtain walls of the shops along the street reflected distorted light and shadows, and a low roar came from the ground, as if a giant underground beast was restless before awakening.

Lu Mingfei, who was rushing back to Genji Heavy Industries using the power of the magnetic field, stopped. Even in [time zero], he could feel the vibration that was rapidly transmitted from deep underground to the surface.

It's an earthquake.

“We were one step ahead.”

Inside the residential building, the cozy chandelier swung left and right like a pendulum, crystal fragments scattered everywhere, and the classics on the bookcase broke free from their restraints, falling heavily to the ground with years of accumulated dust, and chaos arose as the papers fluttered.

The cries of children were intertwined with the dull thud of furniture falling over, cracks in the walls spread like spider webs, and the ceiling peeled off.

Crowds of people poured out of the buildings, their staggering figures struggling on the bumpy road. Because this was a country accustomed to earthquakes, people were not overly panicked. What frightened them more than the earthquake itself was that there was no [earthquake warning] broadcast on TV at this moment.

This is very rare. Even if the warning fails, with such a strong tremor, the TV station will at least broadcast the relevant news.

Unless the earthquake was so fast and so heavy.

Some people clutched their phones tightly, trying to contact their families, while more people looked around in confusion, as if their breath was being strangled by an invisible hand.

However, if their senses were as sharp as Lu Mingfei's, they would be able to clearly find the source of the vibration -

It's Genji Heavy Industries.

A blinding light suddenly erupted from the base of the building. Red energy ripped through the rock like a giant blade, causing concrete and steel to disintegrate as it twisted. Surface cracks rapidly spread from the building, engulfing streetlights and green belts, forming a bottomless gully!

It was a disaster that broke out suddenly, and even the members of Genji Heavy Industries did not have time to react.

Most of them only knew that Ruri Kazama, the Dragon King of the Demon Clan, had invaded their territory, killed a large number of elite members of the Executive Bureau along the way, defeated the Director of the Executive Bureau, Minamoto no Chisei head-on, and then came to the deep underground of Genji Heavy Industries.

Not all employees know what is hidden underground, but those who know some secrets or have heard about it should be feeling terrified at this moment.

Not for the enemy.

But for the [Monster].

A [monster] that has been raised by the Sheqi Eight Families until now.

boom!--!--!--------

There was another explosion, and red light shot out from deep underground like a ray that cut through the sky and earth. Everyone dodged quickly. They knew that staying where they were would only be a hindrance, so they hurriedly retreated back into the building.

Only the most insanely brave employees would dare to peer through that abyss to peek into the battle within.

Deep down in the well that is invisible to the naked eye, monsters are fighting each other.

"It's crazy."

The blade of Fengjian Liuli dragged a crimson trail in the air, and the air flow torn apart by the tip of the blade formed a vacuum zone, and the pale shadows of the lights underground were shattered into scattered stardust.

He chopped up all kinds of debris that were hitting him at the speed of sound, and looked ahead with a serious expression.

There, the red girl walked towards him barefoot, stepping over the broken glass on the ground.

He really didn't want to say that. Not to mention Yuan Zhisheng - but even Lu Mingfei wouldn't give him the feeling of oppression he felt at this moment.

The life in front of him was already difficult to analyze, so it was no wonder that the king would let him carry out such a task.

['Liberate' Uesugi Eriya and let her run wild. ]

Fengjian Liuli guessed that General Wang had probably been seen through by Lu Mingfei to some extent. In order to prevent Lu Mingfei from joining forces with others to attack him, he planned to strike first - directly detonate the Eight Snake Families and plunge the entire Tokyo into chaos.

Eri is a good card. When she is needed, all factors on the field will be reset.

At this time, the clumsy [Lu Mingfei Mask] on Fengjian Liuli's face was probably used to attract firepower, creating a gap between the Eight Snake Families and Lu Mingfei and other secret party commissioners - after all, they were suspicious by nature, and even if they couldn't be completely hostile to each other, it would be fine as long as both sides couldn't trust each other.

For General Wang, who has immense power and seems to have placed important pawns within the Eight Clans of Sheqi, this plan is not difficult to implement.

The only difficulty is how to 'execute'.

And this is left to Ruri Kazama.

To be honest, he himself did not want to act according to the king's orders, but his body was no longer under his control. Although it seemed that Fengjian Liuli was still "thinking" and "talking", it was more like the brain and body had been "separated". From his subjective perspective, it was more like someone else was occupying his body.

And this 'someone else' has been aroused by Uesugi Eri.

The red-haired girl paused, and her fingertips casually hooked the broken pencil and threw it. Under the blessing of the Word of Judgment, the lead core turned into a blazing white light arrow, melting charred grooves on the road wherever it passed, and enveloped the area where Fengjian Liuli was like a light cannon.

Samurai swords, drink cans, and even knives and forks flew from Eri's hands one after another, and each object was enveloped in a scarlet halo the moment it left her fingertips.

Fengjian Liuli's kimono fluttered like a butterfly, twisting and turning in the death grid interwoven by the light cannons. The buzzing sound of the vibrating hilt and the burning mixture of the light stream passing by the ears were overwhelming.

Dodge, dodge, dodge.

Among all the hybrids, Feng Jianli's speed is second only to the legendary dragon slayer Ange and the unpredictable Lu Mingfei.

The girl in front of him, named Uesugi Erie, did have extremely fast killing abilities, but Kazama Ruri was still able to dodge them—having said that, it was limited to 'avoiding'.

If the battlefield were to be stereotyped as a map, then ninety-nine percent of the area on this plate would be within Eri's attack range. Her words were so terrifying that even with a weapon like a pencil, she could create absolute [death].

Unable to get close, even though there was a huge difference in skills between the two, Fengjian Liuli was unable to take off the other's head.

Damn those weird numbers.

Hands, feet, shoulders, profile, ribs.
The scratches were all caused by the supersonic impact of the substances killed by the aftermath of the judgment. They were not serious, but they gradually turned Fengjian Liuli into a bloody man.

And this is definitely not good news.

As the itchy feeling of the wound spread in my heart, the violence in my heart gradually became uncontrollable.

His bloodiness began to erode his already limited rationality, and his malice towards the girl in front of him also spread.

Yuan Zhisheng's younger sister.

My own sister.

do not like.

Absolutely not happy!

Bouncing among the bricks and tiles that were shattering and bursting at supersonic speed, Fengjian Liuli was looking for an opportunity!
He firmly believed that the Word Spirit that the girl was using at this moment would definitely not be a product without consumption. Even if there was no consumption, excessive use of the Word Spirit would mean over-reliance on dragon blood, and the unstable bloodline would naturally erode the girl.

At least seize the moment when the other party wavers, that moment——

"!"

【coming. 】

What Kazama Ruri is looking for is a [flaw].

And when this prepared man has been crawling for a long time, God is willing to give him this moment.

But it wasn't because Uesugi Eriya, the red-haired girl's bloodline was out of control, or because she was tired.

But hesitate.

When Eri reached out into the void but there was nothing left to pick up, she hesitated.

All she had left was her game controller, and she was unwilling to throw it away as a consumable item.

Such a naive thought—turned into a flaw. Kazama Ruri transformed into a streak of cherry-colored lightning and charged forward, skirting the realm of death. The tip of her blade passed by—drops of blood were shed.

At that moment, time and space seemed to be paused, and the trajectory of the dripping blood condensed into cinnabar-colored wonder in the air. He saw fiery lines like molten gold bursting out from the depths of Eri's pupils.

【pain. 】

He could see the emotions hidden in the girl's seemingly calm face.

And the horror that ensues.

The whole world suddenly faded into a black and white silent film, and dense black filaments appeared on Fengjian Liuli's right arm holding the knife.

Eri's form began to collapse and reorganize, her hair twisting and multiplying like out-of-control 3D modeling lines, and thousands of jagged shadows extended from the edge of her skirt, each shadow reciting a chilling secret code in sync.

The arm she raised was no longer a human limb, but a "concept" made up of stacked slices of disordered space and time.

His retina still had the illusion of the world being torn apart vertically. The surrounding alloy walls were cracked and warped like biscuits, and the high walls on both sides were like tinfoil toys crumpled by children. He himself became an ink dot that shattered on the dimensional wall.

The last thing that came into my consciousness was Eri's silhouette standing in the center of the chaos. It was no longer a girl or a monster, but an ultimate proposition that was redefining "existence" itself.
He discovered that he had made a mistake.

【Word Spirit. Judgment】

It was the ultimate word spirit that forcibly imposed the death order on all life within its domain. That word spirit didn't kill in the ordinary sense; once wounded, it rendered the wound incurable. Any cells that regenerated quickly died, causing the wound to open again, as if life were drained from the wound.

That is the power given to Death.

What he got wrong was not just the strength of this Word Spirit, but also Eri's own fighting style.

She "threw" because she was used to doing so, so that her words would have a clear target and attack method. The so-called light cannon was probably just the result of the girl's "imitation" in the anime.

In fact, there is no clear 'attack method' for [Judgment].

Everything is decided by the user.

Kill the temperature and you can create an iceberg that never melts.

Killing a life creates a wound that can never be healed.

【kill】

【plunder】

Throwing is the weakest use of this word spirit.

Eiry is limiting her own output.

However, when Kazama Ruri really had the ability to threaten her life, when she realized this, at the moment when she felt pain - a little, just a little bit of the instinct to fight back, like a lion whose tail was touched, the counterattack consciousness that emerged from the depths of Eri's heart that she herself could not even perceive began to take effect.

[Word Spirit. Judgment] truly unleashed its true power.

The entire earth began to tremble, with Eri at the center, and everything around her was destroyed.

【————————————————】

Crimson beams burst from the underground rock formations, their crimson energy carrying molten alloy fragments with it, tearing through the concrete shield like a countercurrent of hellish magma. The steel structure within Genji Heavy Industries' foundation twisted into a knot in the intense heat, and the liquid plumes from the burst cables and pipes evaporated into gas before they even hit the ground.

As the beam of light shattered the surface, it created a circular shockwave a hundred meters in diameter, shattering glass curtain walls within a kilometer into crystal dust. Some of the company's executive officers were blown away by the blast. If they had opened their eyes, expecting their retinas to have been burned, they might have seen the air surrounding the beam ionize into purple-black arcs. Trees along the green belt spontaneously combusted into charred skeletons, and streetlight poles melted from top to bottom like wax figures.

The beam of light that pierced the sky collided with cumulonimbus clouds at an altitude of meters, and the clouds were dyed into a dark red vortex.

The punctured hole in the ozone layer let in unusual ultraviolet light, leaving behind a vacuum tunnel three kilometers in diameter. As the beam of light gradually faded into a faint afterimage, all that remained was a tornado-like spiral of turbulence.
A shot that connects heaven and earth.

This is the monster's truth.

Ruri Kazama emerged from the collapsed concrete jungle.

At this moment, the blade of his sword was covered with spider-web cracks, and every breath he took brought out blood foam mixed with internal organ fragments. The glaring scarlet afterimage just now was imprinted on his retina - it seemed that he had barely avoided a fatal injury, but just being brushed by the word spirit was enough to make Fengjian Liuli walk to the gates of hell.

Although he has his own way to kill Eri, forget it on the front battlefield. Who wants to fight this damn monster?

The vaporized rock fragments were scattered all around, and Eri had reached the ground without anyone noticing.

Eiry still had no expression on her face. There was no emotion that could be interpreted. Her eyes were cold, but if you think about it carefully, in any of her attacks just now, Eiry seemed to have chosen an attack route that would only cause environmental damage but not hurt innocent people.

Although he looks like a captive monster, he is surprisingly gentle.

If she continues to fight, unless she risks her life, Ruri Kazama will die here.

but.
My mission has been completed.

The mission was completed after Eri determined that Kazama Ruri was a dangerous person and made this little monster walk out of the Genji Heavy Industries building on her own initiative.

because--

【Bang】

The sound of a clapper, coming from nowhere, suddenly reached the ears of the head of the Uesugi family through the flow of wind.

Eri's expression suddenly froze, like a puppet that was still somewhat alive being controlled by its creator.
pat.

Her eyes were blank and suddenly lost focus. She fell to the ground and sat down. Her red and white kimono was instantly stained, and her red hair formed circles on the ground.

"!!!"

Damn thing.

Fengjian Liuli covered his head with his hands. The sound also worked on him.

It was as if I could hear an antique clock that had long stopped turning starting up again, telling the time with a deafening roar that polluted my spirit.

If Ruri Kazama felt anger when she heard the clapper sound, then Eri should have felt fear. The moment the puppet regained consciousness, it revealed an unprecedented "fear".

And fear is a common emotion among human beings.

It occurs naturally when facing pain, suffering, and death.

When faced with fear and terror, people often lose all their rationality.

The gentleness that was unique to the little monster was gone.

It seemed as if she was no longer looking at the ruins before her, but something that frightened her.

Her body movements began to become timid, and her whole body began to tremble like a puppy drenched in rain. Her fearful instinct caused [Word Spirit. Judgment] to begin to waver uncontrollably.

And that would make any mixed-race person on this entire land feel a sense of fear instinctively.

Even if Eri didn't emit any malicious intent, the mere act of 'not restraining her aura' was enough to cause such devastation.

Fengjian Liuli probably guessed what Wang was going to do, but she didn't expect him to actually dare to do it.

She placed the [killing weapon] of the Sheqi Eight Clan at the doorstep and let it run rampant. In order to stop her, the Sheqi Eight Clan would inevitably have to sacrifice more lives, and these lives would further stimulate the monster to run rampant.

Once you reach the city.
Roar, it's dirty~
Ruri Kazama has no sympathy or sense of morality.

The sound of the clapper was controlling him to eliminate his desire to kill, and at the same time, it was ordering him to leave this place of trouble.

Everything seemed to be going in the direction that General Wang wanted.

until
【call----】

The wind from afar brought a strange smell, and in the burning smoke, Fengjian Liuli suddenly stopped.

He felt like he smelled a 'fragrance'?

Is it the aroma of pork bone soup! ?

The sound of breaking wind tore through the battlefield. Fengjian Liuli suddenly turned her head and actually saw the other side of the horizon - a modified human-powered ramen cart smashed through the roadblock and appeared in her sight.

The red lantern on the front of the car danced wildly in the storm turbulence, and the car audio played Showa music at the maximum volume!
In front of the ramen cart was a handsome-looking old man, who was pulling the cart forward while roaring "Oh oh oh oh oh oh", and on the roof of the ramen cart was a young man that he was familiar with.

Fengjian Liuli smiled bitterly.

".You really know how to choose the right time to appear, Lu Jun."

(End of this chapter)