Dragon Clan: Starting from obtaining Yaki, counterattack against the gods

Chapter 357 Norton, You Lose
"You are my brother, so of course I have to protect you. I will take you on a Greyhound ride when you come to America. It will be fun."

"When I have money, I will help you move out. We are not living under someone else's roof, so why should I be so nice to you? You are talking nonsense. We are good brothers!"

"Oh my god, you want to go to college in the United States? That's great! I know America well and I'll protect you! Stop talking nonsense and get online quickly. Let's fight till dawn today!"

"Brother, let me tell you something. I've received a big order. With this money, I might be able to become financially independent. Why don't you come and pay your respects!"

"Ahhh, man, you'd never guess it! I'm being kept by a beautiful girl now, and I'm living a very carefree life in Japan, with free food and lodging, and I get paid! When you graduate, come and join me, and I'll introduce you to a job! It's absolutely a leisurely life!"

……

The words he had said were still vivid in his mind. Lu Mingfei looked at the face in front of him. It was such a hideous and yet familiar face. It was this face that faced the camera attentively and taught him interview skills over and over again.

It was also this face that fought and killed with him in the interstellar space for countless days and nights, and accompanied him through those lonely nights.

Because he is a bad guy, a bad guy who no one cares about, and he only has a few friends. Therefore, every friend is precious, and among his few friends, Lao Tang is undoubtedly very important.

That's why he was so anxious after Old Tang disappeared. He called the American police again and again, just because it was not just a friend who was missing.

After much difficulty, he finally found Old Tang, but he was told that there had never been any Old Tang. What were the days and nights they had spent together? What were the promises they had made?
They are obviously familiar faces, but now it is a life-and-death situation.

Lu Mingfei remembered that they were supposed to ride a Greyhound on the interstate highway in the United States, singing ugly songs, not knowing where they were going. When they saw an interesting place, they would get off the car and take a look around, buy local hot dogs and eat them in the exhaust of the car, waiting for the next Greyhound to come and take them to a farther place.

Old Don said that greyhounds and hot dogs were something he could guarantee.

How could it become like this? How could Old Tang no longer exist? How could such a living person never exist? How could it become like this?
Lu Mingfei felt so sad that he almost cried.

Norton grabbed Lu Mingfei's throat with both hands, almost crushing his larynx.

Lu Mingfei only felt a sharp pain in his neck. The lack of oxygen made his brain dizzy and his face gradually turned deathly pale.

Just before he was about to lose consciousness, he tried his best, exerting all his strength and thrust forward with the Spider Cutter.

It was the sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh. Lu Mingfei smelled blood in the water. He actually hurt Norton!
But the next moment, the sharp claws pushed him away fiercely, leaving horrible scratches on his shoulder. Blood oozed out instantly, and he was smashed against the bronze wall again, feeling so painful that it seemed as if all his internal organs had shifted.

For the first generation, the only weapons that can cause damage are alchemical weapons, and they must be the most powerful alchemical weapons, but the seven deadly sins that can attack the Dragon King are no longer available.

Although Spider Cut and Doji Cut can barely be considered top-grade, they are still too weak for the Dragon King and can only be barely adequate.

But more important than the weapon is the person who wields the weapon.

Just like Yuan Zhisheng in the past, when he faced Norton, he was knocked to the ground by the terrifying pressure of the Dragon King before he could even draw his sword, let alone attack.

Therefore, slaying a dragon has never been a matter for the army. A half-breed with poor bloodline will die of a heart explosion the moment he sees the Dragon King. Even a half-breed with a strong bloodline like Yuan Zhisheng, the king among half-breeds, or even the top level among half-breeds, is nothing more than a lamb to be slaughtered under the might of the Dragon King.

What's more important than the weapon is the person wielding the knife. Even if Yuan Zhisheng withstood the terrifying pressure and stabbed Norton with the knife, he probably wouldn't be able to break his defense, and he wouldn't even be able to penetrate the scales that protect his body. It would probably be considered an extraordinary performance if he could only leave some white marks.

And Lu Mingfei, the recognized loser who had never shown any ability, who couldn't even swing a knife without exerting any strength, injured Norton so easily, even though he and Yuan Zhisheng were using the same knife.

The dragon clan has always been like this, always only looking at bloodline. Even if you are extremely strong, you cannot beat fate.

Norton suddenly let out a terrifying roar, with blazing flames burning in his eyes. Lu Mingfei was too weak, and his knife only scratched his skin, but the pain and the smell of blood still aroused the man's ferocity, and his eyes were full of offended anger.

Iron-blue scales emerged from his body, completely covering him into an iron-blue man. With his breathing, the sharp scales slowly expanded, his black claws flashed coldly, and his golden pupils burned with his angry majesty.

In just a moment, he changed from Old Tang to the King of Bronze and Fire, the arrogant and domineering Dragon King Norton!
Lu Mingfei was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. His diving suit was torn and the oxygen was leaking out. The cold river water drowned him and he thought he was probably going to die.

He had never been so close to death as he was now.

It turns out that death is such a feeling, a little painful, a little sad, but more of it is sadness. It turns out that death is such a sad thing, so sad that it almost makes me cry.

The waves hit the side of the boat regularly, and Lu Mingfei slowly opened his eyes.

"Why are you always so useless, brother, despite all the times?" Someone said lightly amid the sea breeze.

"Lu...Mingze? Why are you here?" Lu Mingfei stood up from the deck of a small boat.

He was a little confused as to which one was real. It was as if he had slept on this deck, and the Bronze City, Old Tang, or the Dragon King were all things in his dreams.

The stars were shining overhead, and when he looked out, the sea was pitch black, with no islands or continents. On the boundless water, there was a white sailboat floating, with two people on it, him and the older kid in a black suit.

"Because you are going to die, so I came to see you." The little devil sat on the side of the boat, swinging his legs and kicking out splashes of water in the black sea.

Lu Mingfei stared at him blankly for a while, then suddenly lay back down, looking up at the sky full of stars, but his mind was blank.

"Accept the reality. You just don't have any friends. Old Tang doesn't exist. You'll be a loser in this life that no one cares about." The devil whispered, "Even if you die, probably no one will feel sad for you."

"Look, everyone is looking at you. They expect you to break this desperate situation and save them like a savior, but you are a waste and are going to die like a waste. How do you think they will look at you?"

“It’s none of your business!” Lu Mingfei yelled, tears finally falling from his sore eyes.

Doesn't he know that no one likes him and no one cares about him? Why do you have to remind him over and over again that he just lost his only friend? Why can't you just let him be quiet for a while? He's going to die anyway, can't you wait until he dies to tell him all this? Do you have to embarrass and make him sad in front of him? He's already very sad, why do you have to force him like this? Do you have to make him cry like a loser?

The devil seemed to sense his sadness and suddenly fell silent. He looked at the waves quietly, but his eyes were filled with complex emotions that Lu Mingfei could not understand and did not want to understand.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Mingze turned to Lu Mingfei and said, "Hey, it's already like this, why are you still not willing to trade?"

"As long as you sacrifice 1/4 of your life, I will help you solve all of this. You will be like a hero and save everyone, and you won't have to die. At most, you can just keep the rest of your life. I can't do anything to you, so why are you so stubborn?"

He finally stopped gloating and sarcasm, but Lu Mingfei just closed his eyes and said nothing, quietly waiting for the devil to get tired of playing with him and release him, waiting for his own death.

He felt that he was afraid of death, but when it really came to this, he felt that it was no big deal. Just like the devil said, no one would be sad if he died. At most, he would be a brave man again in 18 years. He just hoped that he could have a better life in the next life.

He still refused to trade, and he himself couldn't explain why. There was always a voice in his heart telling him that he couldn't trade, he must not trade. It would just be death, so compared to trading, what was death?
He didn't know why he was so afraid of making a deal with the devil, but his intuition told him that once the deal was made, something terrible would happen, a million times more terrible than death.

So he would rather die.

Lu Mingze looked at him for a long time, as if he wanted to see into his heart. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly sighed softly.

"Actually, brother, there are still people in this world who care about you. I care about you very much. Just like when you are sad, I will be sad too."

He reached out and touched his chest, as if it really hurt. "When I'm sad, I want to kill someone, even a dragon."

Lu Mingfei was stunned when he heard this. He opened his eyes blankly and found that the devil handed him a greeting card. He hesitated for a moment and reached out to take it.

He opened it with surprise and found a line of small English words inside: "Release the devil", which translated into Chinese means to release the devil. Under the English words, there were beautiful small words -

"An early birthday present to my dear brother Lu Mingfei." Looking at the cover of the card, it shows two boys running in the rain, holding lotus leaves as umbrellas. They cling to each other in the heavy rain, as if they are the only ones in the world.

Lu Mingfei stared at Lu Mingze blankly. It seemed that this greeting card had been prepared long ago, which meant that the little devil had never thought of trading with him from the beginning.

"What is this?" Lu Mingfei asked, muttering, "My birthday is still a few months away..."

"It can save your life. You can think of this sentence as a spiritual word. It will take effect when you read it out. It can save your life."

The devil shrugged. "As for the birthday... I can't help it. It's not a holiday, and I can't say we have a customer appreciation event. Besides, you haven't done any business with me, so if you insist, you're not a customer. Just consider it a birthday gift..."

He sighed and said, "Brother, I know you won't trade with me. This is not your style. If you really trade with me, it will only be to save others. You won't trade with me to save your own life. I already knew that, so it's useless to force you. I'm just a little depressed."

"If one day you are willing to trade with me for yourself, that is when you are in despair. Our contract will take effect immediately, and everything you have will belong to me."

"Am I that selfless?" Lu Mingfei muttered, "I'm almost dying, isn't that hopeless enough?"

"What kind of despair is death? For you, death is a relief, brother..." The little devil said: "Okay, I have something else to do, so I won't bother you, brother."

"Hey! Wait!" Lu Mingfei hurriedly stopped the little devil who was about to leave, and asked embarrassedly: "What the hell is this word spirit, 'Release the devil', is it releasing a devil to help me fight? Then won't I be beaten up? Will this devil listen to me? Can it beat Norton?"

He actually felt quite guilty for accepting such a big gift from the little devil. If he had known earlier, he would not have called him an idiot in his heart.

"Don't worry about it. As long as I can save your life, I won't hurt you." The little devil shrugged: "It's okay, I'm leaving."

"Well, goodbye." Lu Mingfei said.

He opened his eyes from the darkness and saw the iron-blue face covered with scales again.

"I really don't want this to happen." He endured the sadness and pain and whispered, "Release the devil."

He didn't want to believe in the devil, but he had no other choice. But to be honest, the devil was good to him and shouldn't lie to him.

Lu Mingfei was thinking so, and just as he finished speaking, the space in front of him shook violently, and the cracked bronze wall collapsed completely, slowly revealing a dark passage.

Everyone stared at this scene in a daze. They saw that in the depths of the black passage, the water suddenly rolled up, as if it felt some terrifying power.

Norton's expression changed suddenly, as if he had realized something. He stretched out his hand suddenly, and more bronze walls started to work, trying to block the black passage.

But it was no use. The bronze walls collapsed one after another, and falling rocks were flying everywhere. A terrifying force was spreading, and at the end of the passage, a figure slowly walked out.

Lu Mingfei was instinctively a little uneasy because he felt a pressure that was even more terrifying than Norton's. This made him wonder if he had really released the devil.

Just when he was feeling uneasy, he finally saw the figure walking out, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

Her long silver hair floated lightly like white seaweed, her red eyes were lazily raised, and the girl's steps were so casual, as if she was strolling in the garden.

Yuan Zhinv slowly glanced at all the people in front of her, and finally fixed her eyes on Norton's ugly face. She suddenly smiled. Her smile was bright and her eyes were calm, as if she had expected all this.

Yuan Zhinv spoke softly, her tone casual but with unquestionable authority.

She said, "Norton, you lose."

(End of this chapter)