Dragon Clan: I, Maybach, join the chat group.

Kilometers away.

"hiss……"

Herzog shouted angrily: "Why! You and I could have shared the world's table together, but you want to disrupt the situation and put me to death at this time?"

His whole body was burning with flames.

Candle Dragon.

For the four true monarchs, releasing this kind of world-destroying words always seems to be easy.

This should have been a word whose power became more terrifying as its range grew larger, but Norton had controlled the force just enough to save Herzog from death while causing him great pain. It seemed as if he was just playing around, waiting for an opportunity.

The Lord of Bronze and Fire has not lost his mind.

All four monarchs who devoured the other half of the twins possessed human wisdom.

It was for this reason that Herzog knew exactly what kind of monster he was facing. It was the winner of the war that spanned history, and it was the one who had killed the "Black Emperor Nidhogg"!

A person whose name cannot be spoken directly, whose destiny is implied, who is absolutely irresistible, who cannot be made an enemy!!

"For... one person."

After a while, the giant dragon slowly opened its mouth, and the dragon characters combined into human language.

"A person, who is he? In this city? What does it have to do with you?!" Herzog collapsed.

"As for the relationship, it's probably online friends."

Old Tang pondered for a moment, and recalled a person in his memory.

Lu Mingfei.

……

Many years ago, on a certain day of a certain month.

church.

"Ding ding dong dong..."

Colorful glass paintings, black and white floor tiles. Through the clear white windows, you can vaguely see the huge clock tower outside the window. The pendulum struck, and it rang eleven times.

"Father, what are we going to do today?"

Young Ronald Tang raised his face.

"you……"

The priest looked at Tang, who spoke fluent English, with a look of surprise in his eyes. This child was clearly Asian, but he had a gentleness and tenacity that other European and American children did not have. The choir clothes hung on his narrow body, like an angel dropping white feathers.

"Go and copy the tenth chapter of the Gospel of John. Remember, you must treat it with sincerity."

He patted Ronald Tang's shoulder with relief.

"Yes, Father."

Ronald Tang nodded vigorously with joy, then took two steps at a time, walked and jumped, and slowly left the church that was filled with the sound of prayers.

This is St. Louis, USA.

When you push open the door of the church, you will see this church located at the junction of the Mississippi River and the Missouri River.

What a prosperous city!

Ronald Tang ran wildly along the dock along the river, heading towards his residence, his eyes reflecting the prosperity everywhere.

Boats are lined up next to each other, gangways are connected to gangways... boatmen, cargo owners, prostitutes, and gypsies gather and disperse there for their own purposes, and all kinds of steamboats chase each other on the river.

The owner of the cargo ship would prepare a barrel of lard on board, and when he saw another cargo ship ahead, he would order the sailors to pour the barrel of lard into the coal-fired boiler. Then, the lard would burn, the cargo ship would rush forward, and the passengers would cheer for their ship from the side of the ship.

In such a scene, Ronald Tang felt relaxed and happy. He was contentedly copying the accurate Gospel of John in his mind while praying wholeheartedly.

"Give us this day our daily needs, that we may not be tempted, but may stay away from evil. For your kingdom is in heaven, as it is in earth."

"..."

After a long time, inside an orphanage.

"Tang, you are the most diligent student here."

"From now on, you can use this computer every day."

The director of the welfare home looked at Ronald Tang at this moment, took a deep breath, and said earnestly, and then made room for him.

Young Ronald Tang didn't understand why, but he followed him into the room anyway.

As for meeting Lu Mingfei.

That was a long time coming.

But to be precise… If it weren’t for the first encounter with the Internet that day, Old Tang would never have had any contact with Lu Mingfei in his life—because the great era of westward expansion passed quickly, and St. Louis became a desolate place that no one needed. Highways were spread all over the United States, and people finally no longer needed to rely on rivers.

On the empty river, sporadic steamboats carrying a few tourists passed through the sunset, blowing lonely whistles.

……

"Online friends? You actually have online friends!"

Herzog couldn't hold it in any longer. Dragons also need to be modernized, right? The four great monarchs keep pace with the times, so what should a conservative like him do?
Do you want to smoke Furongwang cigarettes with Yuanshen?

"The bells are ringing especially loud today..."

Old Tang murmured to himself with emotion.

The bell sound I heard that day seemed to be similar to this.

I heard the other person muttering something.

For some reason, Herzog, who originally wanted to refute that "there was no bell at all", actually heard the imaginary bell ringing sound under the burning flames.

Ding ding dong dong, the sound never stops.

The body of the King of Bronze and Fire is extremely magnificent. It is the descendant that most resembles the Black King, and was the main force in that rebellion... Now the king of the old era has returned.

When I return to the world, all the traitors will die.

"I have already lost a loved one. No matter what, I will not allow anyone around me to get lost again." Long Wen whispered in Herzog's ear.

Under the curtain of flames, his expression could no longer be seen. Moreover, he was born a dragon, so there was only indifference in his eyes. It was the sun high above Babylon, enough to burn everything.

"Do not……"

"No, I won't die like this..."

Herzog flapped his wings like crazy, but was pinned down by the King of Bronze and Fire the next moment.

There are also superior and inferior monarchs among them.

The pair of dragon claws that control the spirit of words are enough to suppress any naturally grown king.

This is the price of devouring my brother.

"Hehehehe..."

Realizing that his resistance was futile, Herzog could not help laughing, his body waving in the wind under the flames.

time……

Arrived.

"Do you think you've won?"

"You can never protect the people around you. Even if you kill me, this is already a foregone conclusion!"

"Look at your sky!"

Hearing this, Norton was stunned and looked up into the sky.

It was a huge sword.

Space-based weapons.

Violent turbulence quickly flowed on its surface, followed by a metallic roar that shook the sky. The power contained within was enough to kill a true king. This was the God-killing Sword, and it was also the limit of what humans could currently achieve.

Beyond nuclear weapons, just one space-based weapon is enough to burn an era!
...At the same time, on a plane.

Ange was sitting in the special seat, and a familiar number was ringing on his phone. That number belonged to the current head of the Gattuso family, "Pompeii Gattuso", who was considered by all the elders to be a useless person.

"Hey, old man, did you miss me?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Angers expression finally eased a little.

He had been busy with the affairs of the coastal city and now he could finally take a break. Even the wrinkles on his face were stretched a lot at this moment.

"Yes, I do," Ange said calmly, "So is there anything?"

When he said this, a smile appeared on his face.

"Remember the days when we studied geography together in the Catholic College?" Pompey Gattuso said with a smile, "Now, I want you to review this content."

"Go ahead."

He nodded, and his elderly face looked unusually handsome during the video call on the phone.

"Listen, let's say there's a plane flying from North America to China right now."

"But in China, there's a crazy old bastard who activated his space-based weapon... the Sword of Damocles. So what can this plane do to get to China within a minute and save everything?"

Hear these words.

Ange's expression suddenly became serious, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

He murmured, and the servant beside him was startled, because she clearly saw a layer of pressure that was almost condensed into substance on the old man's body.

Or in other words, murderous intent.

"you……"

"Yes……"

"Dragon King?"

Hearing this, Pompey Gattuso smiled and said, "Instead of worrying about this, you should think about how to help your students escape this disaster caused by you."

"Ange, you are a warmonger. You forcibly gathered a group of forces that do not belong to you in this world. You control them to satisfy your perverted and tyrannical desires. You want to kill all the dragons."

"But they ignored the blood and hatred in this process!"

"You have been blinded by anger. I am only helping you to sober up... Besides, it was not me who did this. It was the newly born Dragon King. Although according to your human name, it is called... the White Emperor."

"It's too late. Even if you use Time Zero to seize the captain's plane, it will never be too late... Just accept the tragedy that has come."

……

Thunder Shield!
The azure blue curtain stretched across Lin Mai's front. Its thickness was so great that it could almost crush everything. Even Xia Mi could hardly get close to his body at this moment.

"Cybertron's technology just works."

Lin Mai sighed.

In the Transformers universe, the Mini-Cons are the cells of Unicron, the basic building blocks of multi-level life forms.

The weapons and shields created by this type of unit are beyond the reach of these monarchs.

It's just a pity...

Exposing another of his tactics.

"I have no intention of killing you."

There was a hint of silence in Lin Mai's azure blue headlights: "If you continue, the outcome will be unpredictable."

"..."

Hearing this, Xia Mi stopped immediately.

She had no intention of continuing the fight.

Because when Lin Mai took out the Sky Thunder Shield, she already understood... without eating the twins, she could no longer be the enemy of Lin Mai at this stage.

Even if he were an enemy, he would probably die of exhaustion in the end.

But Lin Mai has a floating cannon that can be used for side observation.

[The King of Falling on Cybertron]: "Charming moment."

[The King of Fall Resistance on Cybertron]: "But where did you get this thing from? The mall?"

[Group owner/Newbie in Dimension]: “That’s not right.”

[Group leader/Newbie in Dimension]: "If you, Boss Megatron, don't know either, then I really have no way of knowing for sure what this thing is."

[Group owner/Newbie in Dimension]: "@The King of Fall Resistance on Cybertron, Boss Wei, are you sure you don't know him?"

[The King of Falling on Cybertron]: "I really don't know him."

[The King of Fall Resistance on Cybertron]: "If I knew him, Wei would eat ten kilograms."

[Famous V]: "Happy."

[Famous V]: "What a shame. If there were some unexpected moments, things would be much more interesting."

[I am the rich lady of the universe]: "Okay, okay."

【I am the rich lady in the universe】: "I didn't expect that the correct way to use a Mercedes-Benz car is to revive yourself. This can be considered as installing a billion layers of resurrection armor."

【I am the rich lady of the universe】: "Who can outlast you? You have 12 lives and double them. You have all these rogue skills. If you can't kill me with one hit, you're done for."

[Famous V]: "Hmph."

[Famous V]: "Our mechanical genius is like this."

[Bringing the head and sword Belia]: "Not a human-machine?"

"..."

The barrage of comments rolled wildly in front of me.

Lin Mai ignored it, but just looked at Xia Mi who was standing opposite him, or... Attila the Hun King, Jörmungandr, the King of Earth and Mountains.

half an hour.

Jörmungandr spoke:

"That's it. Then I can... also provide you with some useful information."

"There was an annoying bug over there just now. You can take care of it." She said slowly.

The person he was referring to was, of course, Herzog.

Lin Mai was about to respond, but his expression froze slightly, as if countless strong winds blew through his body, whistling away mysteriously, leaving only a sense of foreboding in his heart.

This feeling...

Something is wrong!
at this time.

The moment when the two talked.

A huge roar suddenly rang out between heaven and earth!
……

At the edge of the city, Lu Mingfei and his companions were running at high speed.

"what is that?"

Even if Lu Mingfei reached his supersonic speed, he still couldn't catch up with the object in the sky!
"I've already said it...space-based weapons."

Chu Tianjiao muttered to himself, with a look of despair in his eyes. If the nuclear bomb is likened to God's stone, then the space-based weapon... is God's bow of conquest and the arrow that shoots the bow.

"Can it be saved?"

"If we can't save them, the whole city will sink. By then, we will turn into a series of electromagnetic waves and dissipate under the terrifying power..."

"Its equivalent level is equivalent to 100,000 times that of a nuclear bomb!"

(End of this chapter)