bookbashuk Chapter 424 Norton, wither and die in my fantasy!
Chapter 424 Norton, wither and die in my fantasy!
Chapter 424 Norton, wither and die in my fantasy!
The White King rose into the air and was enveloped by the surging elemental turbulence, leaving four people lying on the ground unable to move.
Just when Yuan Zhisheng and the others were feeling desperate, the sound of a spinning propeller approached rapidly.
Soon, a helicopter seemed to be racing in the air, making a graceful drift and hovering overhead, and Finkel's obscene shouting came from above.
"Hey, hey, hey, stop sleeping! This doesn't look like a place to sleep!"
Hearing this voice, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly felt that his life was not hanging by a thread, but he was lying in the audience waiting for the talk show to begin.
Then the rope ladder fell down, and Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei swiftly came to the ground.
"You guys again?" Yuan Zhisheng looked at those faces again and felt inexplicably close to them.
"There's nothing I can do. I was drinking Coke and watching anime in bed, and the next second I was caught and used as a soldier." Lu Mingfei complained as he skillfully tied up several people with restraints, and then signaled to Finkel to start the recovery device.
As the situation becomes more urgent, the academy has strengthened the practical training of students. Rescue, escape, firearms, fighting and other subjects are carried out intensively every day, which is basically militarized management in special periods.
Under this high-pressure environment, Lu Mingfei really learned some real skills. Not to mention how to fight, at least he could become a captain in the international rescue team. His skinny body has become much taller now. When he lifts up his shirt, he can see his six-pack abs. Not to mention, the depressed look on his face has faded a lot, and he looks much more handsome.
Compared to the coward he was before, after witnessing one failed battle after another and countless people dying heroically, he is indeed more responsible. After all, he is already 20 years old, and it is reasonable for him to grow up.
Remain unchanged?
That won’t work. The current situation doesn’t allow him to continue to be a slacker!
The most important thing is that Lu Mingfei, who thought he was a useless person, received special attention and personal training from the principal Angers. Many people were puzzled by this, but they had no objection. They all knew that there must be a reason for what Angers did.
"He is indeed a boy with a lion in his eyes, and it seems that the lion is gradually waking up." Yuan Zhinv stared at Lu Mingfei and said something confusing.
"Lice? Senior brother, can you help me take a look, is there any eye boogers in the corners of my eyes?" Lu Mingfei was stunned, turned his head and asked Chu Zihang in a low voice.
"No." Chu Zihang looked at it seriously and answered.
"Hey, is it time to chat now?" Uesugi Yue reminded silently.
"Woo~"
When it was Eri's turn to put on the bondage belt, she hummed in resistance, obviously unwilling.
Then, she jumped onto Lu Mingfei's back and signaled him to carry her and evacuate.
Chu Zihang looked at Hui Liyi in astonishment, and sighed in his heart, "What a terrifying recovery ability." He looked at the other three people calmly, and they all managed to run from the gate of the King of Hell to 800 meters away in such a short period of time, and they all had the physical strength to barely walk.
In this regard, he felt inferior and was convinced of the gap between them. There was nothing he could do about it. It was only natural for a perverted father to give birth to three perverted children.
"Master Uesugi, ahem, this is inappropriate~"
With a soft fragrance on his back, Lu Mingfei turned around in surprise, 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 secretly giving him a thumbs up. For a moment, a thousand horses were galloping in his mind, "Senior brother, can you always maintain your aloof style? Don't always play abstract games with me at times like this!"
"My ancestors, Norton will be here soon, why don't we hurry up! If the two dragon kings start fighting, none of us will survive!" Finkel urged from the bottom of his heart.
Tu tu tu tu~
As he climbed high into the sky, Lu Mingfei swung in the air holding onto the rope ladder, while Eiry hugged him tightly from behind like a koala.
On their side, a huge white shadow was looming, like a god hovering in the sky.
Lu Mingfei noticed that the girl was trembling and couldn't help feeling strange. After all, Eiry's strength was well known. Moreover, even a loser like him wasn't frightened by the White King and trembled all over. He just simply thought that the guy was really big.
However, he still comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid."
As his eyebrows lowered, a hint of majesty flashed across his face, like a lion or a tiger, like a fierce ghost, or like an emperor.
Perhaps Eri was really comforted by him, or perhaps some invisible force blocked the blood pressure of the White King. In short, Eri gradually calmed down. She put her chin on Lu Mingfei's shoulder and whispered in a mosquito-like voice, "Thank you~"
"So she can talk~" Lu Mingfei thought, and he finally glanced back.
The end of the sight farther than the White King is occupied by flames that submerge a line of sky and sea. The tyrant who turned the world upside down has descended here with his vast army of fire servants. A battle is imminent and Neon is in danger.
He didn't even need to think, he could guess that the academy would seize this opportunity and play the role of the fisherman again, he just hoped that there would be no unexpected changes this time.
When Lu Mingfei and Eri entered the cabin, they just heard Sakurai Nanami's weak voice coming from the communicator.
"Head, we really have to say goodbye this time," she lowered her voice, as if hiding, or lurking, "If possible, please take the descendants of the eight Sheqi families away from Neon. Some missions are too heavy, and they shouldn't have to bear the same repressive life as 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 communicator and quickly jumped out from behind the collapsed ruins. Her pretty face became sad and ferocious, and she swung the alchemical long sword in both hands.
The end of the blade is not a corpse guard, nor a ghost tooth viper.
Instead, it was a dragon sitting in the park's fountain, gnawing at the branch commissioner!
A pure-blooded dragon covered with gray-white scales and fifteen meters long!
It was like a Quetzalcoatlus with an ugly lizard head, and its forelimbs at the joints of its wings were holding a dying commissioner in the palm of its hands and torturing him.
Three generations?
Or four generations?
Nanami Sakurai could not make an accurate judgment, but she clearly saw the only remaining young and middle-aged men in the Sakurai family died tragically in its mouth. As the head of the family, she had to avenge her people, even if it meant throwing herself into a flame.
Feeling the murderous aura coming towards it, the dragon raised its head sharply, and its pair of golden eyes mixed with a little white locked onto the invading enemy.
As its tail swung out, its whole body moved along with it, and suddenly it burst out with violent brute force.
Seeing that Sakurai Nanami was about to be knocked away, she increased the speed of her chopping. The downward force made her flip forward quickly. It was this slightly funny on-the-spot reaction that made her miss the dragon's tail, and she landed a little staggeringly.
This young woman, who was well-known in the Japanese business world, showed a different demeanor at this moment. Like a warrior, she bit her lower lip, lowered her body and rushed again, with her long sword pointing directly at the dragon's throat.
She leaped on the flower bed of the fountain, her slender figure like a nimble female ninja. She threw her long sword to divert the dragon's attention, and immediately pulled out a spare alchemical weapon from her waist, which was a shorter wakizashi that was more suitable for close combat.
The most important thing is that this wakizashi was once given to her by Fuma Kotaro, and at this moment, she was thinking of that stern old man.
She remembered clearly that during the siege of Norton, Fuma Kotaro once said in her ear, "Don't hate me. If you want to hate someone, hate that I was not 25 years old when I met you."
"I don't hate you anymore." Sakurai Nanami murmured, stabbing Long's throat with red eyes.
puff!
Blood flowers bloom.
Sakurai Nanami was bitten by the dragon, and its sharp teeth pierced through her chest and abdomen, with blood flowing through the gaps between its teeth.
Her hands were empty, the blade of the wakizashi completely sunk into the dragon's throat.
The pain was fed back to the brain, and the angry dragon threw the still-dead Sakurai Nanami out, and then pulled out the wakizashi, apparently without causing fatal injuries.
Sakurai Nanami fell into a river not far away, and the next second she was wrapped by countless excited ghost-toothed vipers. From skin to flesh, from internal organs to bones, no trace of the beautiful and noble head of the Sakurai family was left.
But from beginning to end, she kept a faint smile on her face. Perhaps in her revolving lantern, the eighteen-year-old girl met the eighteen-year-old boy.
Wow!
Suddenly, the river boiled.
Dense swarms of ghost-toothed vipers fled in panic, and the dragons in the fountain also flew over vigilantly, hovering in the air and overlooking.
Bang!
A dark red column of fire broke through the water and rose into the air.
Not flames.
Samson soared into the sky with unstoppable force, opened and closed his big mouth, and accurately and steadily bit the dragon's slender neck, bringing it underwater.
Then the waves rolled, and the dragon's blood soon dyed the nearby waters red.
Samson ate the flesh and blood of his own kind and disappeared into the rivers again. He was just an ordinary third-generation creature and was nothing compared to the Dragon King's personal guards.
It's not just it that's coming. The Blood Servant Army including Luoshen has arrived. They are like evil spirits tearing apart hell. They launched a fierce attack on the Snake-Tailed Corpse Guards and Ghost-Toothed Dragon Vipers belonging to the White King. Coupled with the artillery fire from the human army and the academy's executive department, the whole of Tokyo has become a mess.
……
Tama River mountain area.
Chu Xin, who was leading the raging sea of fire, had already seen the White King.
He did not slow down at all, nor did he intend to communicate, and immediately recited the dragon script with murderous intent.
boom--
The Spirit of Words·Jun Yan.
The sea of fire behind him suddenly turned into a red tsunami, with each wave higher than the last, rushing towards the airspace where the White King was.
hum!
Word Spirit: Black Flame Prison.
In an instant, the black rune fire formed dozens or even hundreds of chains, imprisoning the White King in a pitch-black transparent fireball from a long distance.
"If an inferior offends his superior, he shall be punished by death."
The White King floated calmly, and the rich wind element formed an invisible sedan chair that lifted her up in the void.
She chanted the dragon script even faster, and the elements danced wildly around her.
Zizizi!
In an instant, the White King's golden eyes turned into a fiery white color, and arcs of lightning flowed between the scales. Even the space was highly ionized, and the dust and elements in the air sparkled as a result.
Yan Ling·Indra.
Thousands of thunders and black flames intertwined and collided. The horrific elemental reactions madly triggered elemental turbulence, which then formed clusters of storms. The storms rubbed against each other to produce even more terrifying turbulence.
Until the Black Flame Prison exploded, endless arcs of electricity and sparks completely merged and dissipated in the strong wind.
"Cancel!" King Bai shouted.
However, the King's flames did not dissipate, and continued to cover her as always.
In an instant, the White King released the Word Spirit: Immortality, allowing his flesh and blood body to withstand the explosion and burning of the Sovereign Flame without any damage.
"What's going on? My authority, throne, and bloodline are all higher than his, but I failed to revoke it?" King Bai fanned out the flames and stared at Chu Xin who was getting closer and closer.
Chu Xin continued to recite without pause.
Word Spirit·Mountain Seal!
Word Spirit·Waterfall Collapse!
The former is earth-based, and the latter is water-based, but Chu Xin can release both easily.
Complex and intricate dragon symbols quickly formed in the sky, converging into a mark as heavy as a mountain.
The river beneath me defies Newton's laws and flows upstream into the air, gathering into a gushing waterfall.
"Undo!"
"Undo!"
The White King kept scolding him in disbelief.
hum~
hum~
The visions of the two kinds of words suddenly collapsed, and the condensed elements were disintegrated in an instant.
"Sure enough, her authority is above mine. If it weren't for the system enhancement, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to use the fire-type words." Chu Xin said inwardly.
Seeing this scene, King Bai subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. He almost thought that he could not keep up with the great changes of the times. Fortunately, the dragon clan still followed the strict hierarchical rules of bloodline.
"I sense more than one kind of authority in you. You devoured the body of the Dragon King as my first dinner after waking up. It's perfect. So, I decided to grant you a decent death."
The voice of the White King suddenly rang out in Chu Xin's mind.
The endless whispers that overlapped spoke unspeakable words, and the fifth element, "spirit", gushed out and suppressed the four elements that lingered in the space.
hum-
The field unfolds.
The world of words and spirits.
The releaser can make the target enter the illusion of his own creation in a large field centered on himself. If the target dies in the illusion, he will also die in reality. The level of this word spirit is very high, and it is one of the supreme powers of the White King, and is not inferior to the "Oracle" which is said to be able to compete with the Black King.
Without any eye contact, it can create dreams that involve everyone, causing them to suffer endless torture or endless joy, and even allow a person to experience a lifetime in a fantasy world. The real and the unreal are blurred within its realm, and those who are immersed in it cannot extricate themselves.
At this moment, the Dragon Clan High Priestess Izanami truly showed her terrifying side—control and annihilation at the mental and even soul levels!
The elements entangled Chu Xin like thousands of silk threads, wrapping him into a cocoon, and then pulling him into the illusion world woven by the White King.
This is an endless void and chaos, with no sky, no mountains, and no rivers.
There is no edge, no center, and even no senses. It cannot be seen, touched, or heard.
What there is is just infinite emptiness and loneliness, and a river of time that is extremely long and has no end. No, there is no concept of time here. In this world, death is the only end.
The White Queen's idea is very simple, she wants Chu Xin to experience the pain she has experienced, that is the despair and loneliness of waiting for rebirth after being wiped out by the Black Emperor!
She firmly believed that Chu Xin could not withstand such pain that was worse than death. The moment he had the thought of death in his mind in the illusion, his spirit, consciousness and even soul would be erased, and his flesh and blood body would die instantly and become an empty shell.
"Norton, wither and die in my fantasy world!"
King Bai, 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 seeing a king being tortured by her to the point of madness and wanting to die.