Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

"The moment I saw Herzog, I remembered everything," Lu Mingfei said. "I originally thought you were asking me to find my lost memories, but something that you're repeating and solemnly telling me shouldn't be that simple, right?"

"Memory is too vague." Lu Mingze shook his head. "Brother, aren't you curious why the replica that resurrected you is in Black Swan Harbor?"

"Because you said this is where everything started." Lu Mingfei said.

"Yes, it starts from here. I will never forget what Herzog did to us... nor will I forget what the world has done to us." Lu Mingze's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible when he said the last sentence, and there was a dark look in his eyes.

"What has this world done to us..." Lu Mingfei murmured. Although he did not understand the meaning of Lu Mingze's words, he inexplicably felt that these words were very sad.

Lu Mingfei could clearly feel the loneliness, sadness and... gnashing of teeth surging from the boy in front of him when he said this, as if the world had really done something unforgivable to him, and that this boy, in his rage, would really drag the whole world down with him.

"Brother, you may not understand this yet. For now, you just need to treat Herzog as a target you must avenge," Lu Mingze said. "Resentment and hatred will also motivate you and make you stronger. If you feel that the strength you receive from me is not enough, then borrow the power of hatred and kill him."

"So the first thing you asked me to retrieve is hatred?" Lu Mingfei asked Lu Mingze.

"That's a question you should think about yourself, brother. I can't give you a definitive answer." Lu Mingze shook his head. "There's only so much power I can lend you. How much power you can squeeze out of your own potential is not something I can interfere with."

"I understand." Lu Mingfei nodded thoughtfully, then he asked Lu Mingze, "What about the second thing I want to find?"

Lu Mingze did not immediately answer Lu Mingfei's question with words, but turned his head and looked at Lu Mingfei quietly without saying a word.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment. He saw his reflection in Lu Mingze's pupils again, but this time he felt that his shadow was becoming more and more unfamiliar. Lu Mingze's pupils were like a bottomless whirlpool, sucking Lu Mingfei in bit by bit.

"Brother, tell me, what did you see?" Lu Mingze looked at Lu Mingfei and asked.

"I saw it... myself..." Lu Mingfei murmured.

"Then who are you, brother?" Lu Mingze paused. "Or rather, brother, what exactly are you?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned. Herzog had asked him similar questions before, more than once. When Herzog realized that Zero's body was occupied by someone else, he asked Lu Mingfei more than once, "What are you?", "What are you?"...

Who exactly am I? A loser from Shilan Middle School, an "S"-level student at Kassel Academy, a dragon slayer with a sense of mission, a madman in Herzog's words, a "god" or devil who can rival the new White King in Lu Mingze's words, or a monster in the roaring world?

Lu Mingfei was silent for a very long time. He looked at himself in Lu Mingze's eyes and felt that he was becoming more and more blurred and unfamiliar, as if he was almost not recognizing himself. There was no trace of the young and ignorant good-for-nothing in the junior high school of Shilan Middle School on him. Instead, there was an iron-like face with familiar features but completely different temperament. Lu Mingfei recalled his experiences along the way, and it seemed that he had embarked on a completely different destiny.

"There's no standard answer to this question, but you have to come up with an answer, even if it's wrong." Lu Mingze looked at Lu Mingfei and said to him in an unprecedentedly serious tone, "Think carefully, brother, in your heart, who are you? The power you can borrow from me is limited. If my power is not enough, then use your own strength. You are no longer the useless loser you were five years ago."

"You've been training yourself with all your might, constantly walking on the edge of life and death. Isn't it just to accumulate strength and change the tragedies in your life?" Lu Mingze said softly, "Don't hold back, brother. It's time to show your fangs and claws."

Lu Mingfei was silent for a long time. Finally, he took a deep breath, looked at Lu Mingze, and nodded slowly: "I understand."

"Brother, what's your answer?" Lu Mingze stared into Lu Mingfei's eyes.

"I have my own answer." Lu Mingfei said to Lu Mingze, "Let's trade. I'll make a deal with you."

"Then I'll take it, brother, a quarter of your life." Lu Mingze snapped his fingers at Lu Mingfei, "The power to transform into a monster. The password is a secret code from 'StarCraft': 'something for nothing'."

"No, not a quarter, but half." Lu Mingfei looked at Lu Mingze and said in a tone that brooked no refusal, "Take half of my life and lend me as much of your strength as possible. If that's still not enough, then I'll rely on myself. It doesn't matter what I am, but I can become a 'god', a devil, or even a monster that roars at the world... That's my answer."

Lu Mingze's expression was obviously surprised for a moment, and then he showed an expression of surprise, excitement and relief.

"Well said! Brother, well said. Who is Herzog? Compared to those false 'gods' who steal other people's power, you are the biggest monster in the world! When you roar at the world, all kings should bow down before you!" Lu Mingze clapped his hands softly. "Brother, your answer really makes me happy. This is the happiest thing that has happened to me in all these years!"

"'Everything for nihility', a brand new slogan." Lu Mingze said to Lu Mingfei, "I will wait for your triumphant return in the land of nothingness."

"'Everything for nihility'..." Lu Mingfei said softly, looking at the vast ice field.

"Everything returns to nothingness."

……

Red well.

The rain was still pouring down, the sky and the earth were dark, and the light of the whole world seemed to be extinguished by this seemingly never-ending rain. A doomsday atmosphere enveloped the entire Hongjing, and the entire island of Japan was crumbling in this catastrophic atmosphere.

The mountains in the Tama River area are covered with a kind of snow-white silk thread. This silk thread is highly corrosive, and the trees and mud and rocks have been corroded by the silk thread to the point of being hollow.

All the silk threads originated from Hongjing. The body of Hongjing was like a demon entrenched in the Japanese island, with thousands or even tens of thousands of feet of white hair.

The ground was littered with corpses and animal remains, but strangely, no blood flowed from their bodies because their blood had been devoured by this strange white silk thread. This silk thread was actually some kind of conveying tube, using blood as a medium. Everything it touched would have its vitality extracted and sent into the host's body, until all the creatures around it turned into rotten mummies.

All the corpses were lying or mutilated, except for one mummy which was sitting, with a scorpion-like dry bone placed next to his hand. It could be vaguely identified that this corpse should have been a young boy when he was alive. The boy was sitting with his back against the edge of the red well in the pouring rain, in a strange posture, as if he was not completely dead yet, and as if death could not restrain him and he might stand up at any time.

Chapter 700: Battle of Ten Thousand Armies

The boy's mummy suddenly moved, first his fingers, then his shoulders, then his eyelids, and finally his whole body began to tremble slightly.

If anyone happened to see this scene in Hongjing at this time, they would definitely be scared, because the situation before their eyes was too much like a zombie. Incredibly, except for the sound of heavy rain, a dull "dong dong" sound suddenly came from Hongjing, which was silent. It was like someone was hitting a drum with a hammer.

But how could anyone possibly be beating drums in such a desolate mountainous area in such inclement weather? Furthermore, Hongjing was under military jurisdiction, and non-essential personnel were prohibited from entering… Yet the drumming grew clearer, more intense, even more eerie. In the end, even the pounding of the rain couldn't drown it out. It was as if an army of thousands of horses were surrounding these mountains, simultaneously pounding thousands of cowhide drums with overlapping, gradually increasing frequency. The sound was practically deafening.

The dead boy actually stood up slowly, his dry body gradually became full, his shriveled skin emitted a fresh luster again, and the rich blood color filled the originally dead blue-black blood vessels under the skin. The rain falling on his body emitted misty steam, and the sound of drums resounding throughout the Red Well turned out to be the beating of his heart... It was hard to imagine that such a strong heartbeat could come from the chest of such a boy. It sounded like an ancient giant beast waking up after sleeping for thousands of years.

But perhaps this is the only reasonable thing to do, because too many unreasonable things have happened, and only such a strong heartbeat can give life back to a person whose vitality is almost gone.

What is even more incredible is that after standing up, the boy actually jumped onto the edge of the Red Well. With his back to the world, he fell into the huge deep well along the wall of the Red Well in a manner similar to free fall.

But the Red Well contained a poisonous mercury hot spring. At this moment, the mercury was evaporating rapidly, and a highly corrosive white mist was emitting from the wellhead. With a "gulp", the boy fell into the poisonous mercury soup, just like throwing a hot iron stone into cold water. The whole soup pot was scalded to a boil, and thick mist rolled out from the place where the boy fell, instantly filling the entire Red Well.

A creepy "sizzling" sound came from the Red Well, as if a whole piece of beef was being frying on the stove. A series of bubbles bulged out from the bottom of the Red Well. No one knew what was happening at the bottom of the well at this moment.

A black vortex appeared on the surface of the mercury water, and black threads grew from the center of the vortex. Mercury and the blood of various dragon creatures were sucked into the vortex. The water level in the red well dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if a black hole appeared at the bottom of the well, swallowing up all the matter in the well.

Not until all the water in the red well was swallowed up did the dark figure at the bottom of the well appear. If you look closely, you can see that this figure is Lu Mingfei, but he does not look like Lu Mingfei. He does have the same appearance and facial features as Lu Mingfei, but his image at this moment is more like a monster.

Lu Ming's skin, except for his facial features, was all ulcerated, probably corroded by mercury. His hair grew like a waterfall, from his fingertips, nose, jaw, tail vertebrae... black threads grew from all the ends of his body, spreading and filling the entire red well, and then spreading out of the wellhead.

The Red Well had completely dried up, leaving only grotesquely rotten corpses on the ground and a figure standing in the street. It seemed that all the highly toxic mercury had been absorbed into Lu Mingfei's body. No one knew how such a small body could contain such a huge amount of mercury, and no one knew why the mercury, which was lethal to both hybrids and dragons, did not kill the boy. It seemed that his vitality was becoming stronger and stronger.

The black silk threads have spread to the land outside the Red Well. The white silk threads that cover the entire mountain are broken and decayed as soon as they are touched by these black silk threads, as if they have met their nemesis.

No one noticed that huge changes were taking place in the uninhabited Hongjing. The originally snow-white mountains in the Tama River area were gradually replaced by pitch-black colors. These black threads covered several mountains in the Tama River, as if they were going to start from here and cover the entire world.

When Lu Mingfei came to the scene, a boy's shadow appeared in front of him. It was so faint that it was almost invisible and seemed like it might disappear at any time. Lu Mingze was no longer dressed in a suit and tie, but was wearing a white hospital gown. At this moment, he looked like Black Swan Harbor Zero.

"Brother, have you really turned into a monster?" Lu Mingze's light golden eyes reflected the figure of Lu Mingfei wrapped in black silk threads.

However, Lu Mingfei did not answer him. At this moment, Lu Mingfei's eyes were closed, and he obviously looked like he had lost consciousness. Lu Mingze's voice echoed at the bottom of the empty red well, as if he was talking to himself in the world.

But even if no one answered Lu Mingze didn't feel bored at all. He continued to talk to Lu Mingfei who had lost consciousness.

"You're quite courageous, brother! You used up half your life on your first trade, 'everything for nihility', and even used the final secret manual on your first try." Lu Mingze couldn't help but sigh. "It seems like people like the Genji brothers and Uesugi Eri are really important to you. You're willing to turn into a monster to save them... But is it really worth it to go to such lengths for others?"

"Brother, do you know what you'll become if you do this to this degree of fusion?" Lu Mingze looked quietly at the ferocious Lu Mingfei. "You know, brother, you're just sleeping with your eyes closed, but I feel like you'll open them the next moment, as if a lion might jump out of them at any moment."

"Go to sleep, brother. Get some good sleep and enjoy the last peace before the final battle." Lu Mingze said softly to Lu Mingfei, "When you wake up, you will become a real lion. Trapped beasts like Herzog will only become dry bones under your feet."

"When you return to this world, all the traitors will die." Lu Mingze opened his arms and leaped forward, as if to merge his entire soul into the monstrous body of Lu Mingfei. "'Everything for nihility', 200% fusion... 24 times the gain!"

Lu Mingze hugged Lu Mingfei tightly, but the moment he touched Lu Mingfei's body, Lu Mingze disappeared again. The figure that was almost invisible to begin with completely disappeared, as if Lu Mingze was just a false illusion. No one talked to Lu Mingfei at all, and no one hugged Lu Mingfei. The empty bottom of the well was filled with corpses, and he was the only living person left.

Lu Mingfei formed a black cocoon, huge and lonely. The cocoon was spherical and there was no human shape at all. A heartbeat like a war drum came from the center of the cocoon, and the echoes overlapped at the bottom of the empty well, which was simply deafening.

The silk threads extending from the black cocoon Lu Mingfei created wrapped around all the dead creatures at the bottom of the well, not just those inside the well, but also those outside. The dead humanoids and animals actually stood up when they came into contact with the black threads. These creatures, without breath or heartbeat, actually opened their eyes again...

Dark golden eyes!

Regardless of whether they were hybrids from the fierce ghosts or animals originally in the Tama River area, all creatures wrapped in black lines quickly transformed into dragons at a speed visible to the naked eye. Black scales pierced their skin, growing and buckling one after another. Bone wings pierced their backs from the shoulder blades, growing wildly and stretching out bloodily.

The black silk threads seemed to be endowed with will, lifting up the black cocoons one by one, allowing them to float in the air, surrounding the giant cocoon formed by Lu Mingfei, like a group of loyal and pious apostles, quietly guarding the emperor's revival.

"The start of the battle of ten thousand armies requires the heaviest drumbeat in the world." A low voice sounded above the sky above Hongjing, like the low chanting of a devil.

Dongdong...Dongdong...Dongdong...

Along with this low hum, the creatures wrapped in black silk threads began to emit heavy heartbeats. These heartbeats gradually overlapped and sounded at exactly the same frequency, as if ten thousand giant drums were being beaten at the same time to welcome the arrival of an unprecedented war.

……

Herzog's expression became more and more solemn. These two auras that appeared above the Tama River... were they really the Four Kings?

Otherwise, how could they disintegrate Herzog's Word Spirit? If they were not creatures at the level of the Four Kings, even the next generation species would not have this ability... But why would creatures like the Four Kings appear here, at such a critical moment, and two of them appear at once.

After all, the four kings are not new dragons like Herzog who stole the ancient dragon blood, genes and divinity of the White King to become dragons. Each of the four kings is the purest dragon, who has lived for a long and ancient time. They are completely different creatures from humans who have short lives and narrow minds.

Could it be that these two Dragon Kings sensed the aura of the resurrected White King, so they came to Japan to ambush in advance, preparing to plunder the White King's power?

But if that were the case, why would they dissolve their own words and spirits toward the two mecha-driving humans? What reason would these dragon kings, the purest of blood, have to save two humans? How could dragons and humans possibly stand on the same side?

Herzog was puzzled and felt that his worldview seemed to have collapsed.

"Brother, sister, time's up." A clear girl's voice came from below, following the air current. "Take the baton, take the baton. It's our turn next."

As soon as he finished speaking, two figures rose at high speed from below the Tama River area, and in the blink of an eye they arrived at a thousand meters above the sky where "Crow" and "Rhino" were. Transparent air currents enveloped them, as if giving them the ability to fly.

"Eye of the Wind King", Herzog felt it right, this was indeed the ability of the "Eye of the Wind King". Several thousand meters away, it squinted its golden eyes and looked at the two floating figures below... Completely different from what it imagined, these were actually two human-like figures. Herzog thought it would see two giant dragons rising into the air.

"Senior sister, are you okay?" The beautiful young girl was pushed by the air flow and came to the side of "Crow".

"Not bad, thank you." Zero nodded to the girl.

"My good brother, are you okay?" Another figure came to the side of the "Rhino" like a duck paddling in the water.

This is a man with a happy look, not only in his movements and behavior. The most distinctive feature is actually his appearance, especially his eyebrows. Unlike the eyebrows of ordinary people, his eyebrows are completely drooping, like wilted willow leaves.

"Oh, my good brother, why did you come so late!" Finger from "Rhino" saw the happy man as if he had seen a savior, "Thank goodness you came, do you know how vicious that old guy above my head is? He chased me and beat me the whole time. If you had come one second later, even one second later, I would have been blown to ashes, you know, and you wouldn't even be able to collect my corpse!"

"Is this old guy so vicious? It sounds like he deserves to be ground to dust. He actually chased after my brother and beat him up. Is this fair? Is this fair?" The man with a happy face was furious. "Don't be afraid, good brother, I'm here. This time, no matter what I say, I will help you beat this old guy up!"

They were all acquaintances. The young and beautiful girl was Xia Mi. Xia Mi was supporting Ling and coming out of the "Raven" mecha. The happy-looking man was Lao Tang. Lao Tang was also carrying Finger out of the half-ruined "Rhino" mecha. Finger was accidentally hit in the ribs by Lao Tang, and he couldn't help vomiting several mouthfuls of blood when he was carried out.

When Old Tang saw Finkel's expression, he became even more furious and threatened to break the old man's ribs to avenge his good brother.

Old Tang and Finkel had known each other for a long time. They added each other's contact information when they met in the capital of China. They hit it off right away, or it would be more appropriate to describe them as birds of a feather. The frequency of their contact was even more frequent than that of Lu Mingfei and Old Tang. On the first day they met, they affectionately called each other brothers, and their relationship was as solid as iron.

"Senior Sister, let me take you down first. Go to a safe place." Xia Mi asked Ling.

"Junior sister, do you only have me in your eyes?" Finger complained to Xia Mi dissatisfiedly, "Then what about me, your senior brother? Do you think I'm invisible? We've been seeing each other for so long and you haven't even called me senior brother. Can't you see that my senior brother is almost dying?"

"Aren't you still alive and well?" Xia Mi rolled her eyes at Finger. "Aren't we just about to send you to a safe place? What else do you have to complain about?"

"Don't be sad. Even if your sister ignores you, you still have your brothers." Old Tang patted Finger's chest to comfort him. "Your brothers promised to avenge you, so go with peace of mind!"

Chapter 701 Old Tang Xia Mi Herzog

Finkel vomited a mouthful of blood. He looked at Old Tang with resentful eyes, as if silently blaming his good brother for hoping that he would die soon.

"I'm sorry, brother. I was so excited that I forgot you were seriously injured." Old Tang scratched the back of his head.

Although it was just a random punch, it was also the genuine Fist of the Dragon King. If Fingel was in good health, he might have been able to withstand a few more punches from Old Tang, but now Fingel had already lost half his life to Herzog, and the punch from Old Tang on the chest almost killed him.

"Alright, to prevent Senior Brother Finger from getting hurt again, I'll send you down first." Xia Mi said to Ling and Finger. She pointed to a piece of pure land on the edge of the Tamagawa area that was not covered by white silk threads. "There's an off-road vehicle of the Menggui Clan over there. It's not safe here to avoid being affected. Senior Sister, you drive Senior Brother back to Tokyo. Chu Zihang and Caesar should be at the Tokyo Meteorological Bureau by now."

Ling nodded to Xia Mi, and Xia Mi waved her hand. The breeze turned into a gentle airflow, carrying Zero and Fingel to the place where Xia Mi said the ghost group's off-road vehicles were parked.

"Have a safe journey, brother, and don't die on the way!" Old Tang waved at Finger, "I'll go find you for a drink after I'm done here!"

"Bah, you crow-mouthed bastard! Don't let that old guy up there kill you." Finkel responded to Old Tang with an international friendly gesture. "Don't blame me for not warning you. That old guy is very fierce!"

Five thousand meters above the sky, Herzog suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation. This feeling was extremely mysterious, as if something extremely dangerous was brewing... It was not the two guys below who looked like Dragon Kings. Although those two guys were also very strong and made Herzog feel threatened, they were not enough to make him feel afraid.

It has become the White King, a creature that is superior to the four kings. What else in this world can make him feel afraid?

Could it be the Black King? No, it couldn't be! That Black Emperor died long ago in the last era, otherwise this world wouldn't have been occupied by humans for such a long time!

A black substance emerged from the direction of the Red Well and spread rapidly in all directions across the entire land. The pitch-black filaments were like the cocoon silk of some creature pupating. The snow-white silk threads that Herzog emitted when he made the cocoon were grabbed and covered, and even swallowed up. The originally snow-white Tama River area was gradually replaced by this pitch-black color. Seen from the sky, it looked as if a door to hell had been opened at the location of the Red Well, and the black underworld energy escaped from the door, as if corroding the entire world.

"What is this! What is this!" Herzog widened his eyes and looked at the huge changes happening in Hongjing with disbelief on his face.

This strange black thread can even devour the white thread produced during its evolution. If this is also a precursor to the evolution of something, doesn't it mean that the bloodline and grade of this thing are still above it?

But how could it be possible? How could there be such a creature in the Red Well? Herzog thought quickly in his mind, what is left in the Red Well now? Who could have created these black silk threads?

Yamata no Orochi?

It's impossible. Yamata no Orochi is completely dead. Herzog saw with his own eyes that Yamata no Orochi's eight heads were chopped off and its body was dissected. The "holy remains" were also taken out of Yamata no Orochi's body. There is no possibility of that dead creature being resurrected.

So is it the "holy remains"?

It is unlikely. The genes and power of the White King residing in the "Holy Remains" were plundered by Herzog, so it can soar over Japan in such an unrivaled posture at this moment. Moreover, Herzog saw with his own eyes that the "Holy Remains" turned into a piece of dry bones. That piece of dry bones no longer has any research value and actual power. Herzog can easily crush it and keep it just as a commemoration. A piece of dry bones without any life force can never create such a horrifying phenomenon.

Could it be...

Herzog thought of a possibility, but he didn't dare to believe it. The boy who had just come to Japan but repeatedly ruined his plans, the boy who had once forced him into a desperate situation, the boy who blinded one of his eyes in front of the two heads of the family, Inuyama Ka and Sakurai Nanami... Lu Mingfei. Even now, Herzog's left eye still ached when he thought of this name.

But the boy had clearly been drained of all his blood. Herzog was certain that the blood exchanger had preserved his fresh blood, while not a drop of Lu Mingfei's blood, transformed by the "Sacred Relics," remained in his body... But wasn't he already dead? How could someone with every last drop of blood drained from their body possibly survive?

But Herzog did not personally confirm his death. At that time, he had just obtained the power of the White King and was so happy and proud. His old body was revived and he suddenly obtained that supreme power. Anyone would be too proud of himself.

Herzog did not crush Lu Mingfei, who had turned into a mummy, because he wanted to keep this boy who was his enemy and finally his "vessel" as his most boastful collection. Herzog did not personally confirm whether the boy's life was completely over, because he was too anxious and too hungry. He could not wait to show the world the power he had just acquired, just like a collector who is eager to show the whole world a unique and priceless collection he has just acquired.

How could someone who had lost both blood and strength survive? Herzog couldn't imagine it, but he recalled the incomprehensible words Lu Mingfei had said to him, his unexpected act of volunteering to become a "vessel," and the bizarre precognitive dream Lu Mingfei had told him. Combined with the current situation at Hongjing, it was all too bizarre, so bizarre that it made Herzog... terrified!

Herzog is a suspicious person by nature. When a situation occurs that is threatening to him, Herzog will always make a worst-case scenario in his mind. No matter how bizarre and incredible this hypothesis is, until Herzog personally denies this hypothesis with his own eyes, he will only feel uneasy and restless!