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

Chapter 231 The Healer Alliance, Assemble!

Lu Mingfei, who was able to observe the changes in elements, had long harbored suspicions.

The White King showed no unusual reaction when canceling his own lineage of incantations, but exhibited a clear agitation when canceling the Black King lineage of incantations used by Lu Mingfei.

In other words, as long as the angle and speed are too fast for the White King to react to, even if it is within the 'range', Lu Mingfei can still use the power of words.

That's enough.

The rules for victory have been established.

(So ​​that's how it is. That's why the ancient wars against the Dragon King were all about sheer numbers. If the power of words could be unconditionally eliminated, then hybrids with only physical bodies would indeed be meaningless. But if it could be eliminated 'conditionally,' then sheer numbers would become the most powerful weapon.)
but--

Lu Mingfei came to the battlefield alone.

At this moment, he was completely isolated and helpless.

"no problem."

Lu Mingfei placed his fingers next to his head, making a gesture resembling Sun Wukong's teleportation. The next moment, his magnetic field expanded outwards in one breath, creating a city-sized area.

"Su Enxi."

[I'm amazing! Amazing!]

Those who have their brains implanted can naturally receive Lu Mingfei's signals directly at this moment.

"How's the situation over there?"

Lu Mingfei once again dodged the White King's slash with a split second and time zero. The opponent's speed had begun to slow down and was becoming increasingly chaotic. Clearly, her fear of Erii and Lu Mingfei's sudden return to fighting power put immense pressure on her.

The hostages are all well protected. I studied a little psychology before, so Norton is currently... well, fast asleep.

[Xia Mi is still at Genji Heavy Industries. Perhaps it's my imagination, but she's been incredibly cooperative with our work, almost to the point of being overly cooperative. With so many people around, I don't think she would choose to expose herself. Or rather, she might have even forgotten the concept of 'herself'.]

In other words, will there be any trouble over there since there are no Dragon King-level combatants available right now?

With my senior brother, Caesar, and Kazama Ruri on the team, our combat power should be able to be unleashed.
"Call Zero and Shude Mai over."

Lu Mingfei made a decision.

“I’m sure I can suppress the White King now, but to kill it, I need to add some interference. Let Zero and Mai distract it and leave the decisive blow to Erii—how is she doing now?”

It will take some time.

Unsurprisingly.

Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

Theoretically speaking, if Erii could unleash a series of "Judgments" that spanned the entire Tokyo metropolis like before, let alone Lu Mingfei and Erii together, Erii alone could probably kill the White King.

However, that was clearly just a burst of power; the excessive expansion of the domain was quite taxing on Erii's mental energy.

She has great abilities and potential, but she lacks training and her bloodline is extremely unstable.

After killing the White King, try to use his blood to restore her sanity.
Lu Mingfei temporarily put this matter aside and continued to focus on the current battle.

"I will buy enough time for Erii to aim properly."

Okay, one more thing, boss.

"what?"

Lu Mingfei shook off Bai Wang's arc of light; he could now fight Bai Wang while on the phone.

But suddenly, he noticed a strange noise.

Suddenly, he looked up, and it wasn't just him; the White King also noticed the movement above his head, looked up, and roared angrily.

【AAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! ! ——————]

Lu Mingfei now knew what Su Enxi wanted to say to him. [Before you informed me, Sanwu and the long-legged girl had already gone to your place.]

Bai Wang sensed an unfamiliar aura, while Lu Mingfei clearly felt the air currents being rapidly broken through.

In this hell of thunder and torrential rain, besides Lu Mingfei, the Little Dragon Man, and the Yamata no Orochi that reappeared in the myth, there was another tiny shadow, like a black crow breaking through the clouds, tumbling down, and then aiming at the White King, pouring out cannonballs.

This time, it really is an airplane.

A fighter jet.

And a ninja with one hand gripping the outer wing of a fighter jet, his long black hair dancing wildly in the wind.

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For some reason, Lu Mingfei felt a sense of familiarity as he watched this scene.

Bai Wang didn't know the concept of fighter jets, but capturing these high-speed moving objects was her instinct. Her tailbone was used to entangle with Lu Mingfei, so her relatively less maneuverable head was used to tear at the sky.

She was so tall that when she was willing to leap out of the water, even the black crows circling in the sky could catch her.

But clearly, the person in that fighter jet formation was no ordinary person. The wing trajectory resembled a long dragon winding around the white king's slender neck as it dove, climbed, yawed, and turned back at high speed, leaving wounds on the enemy with its 'external armament' in the process.

[Damn it! Don't dump the potato chip girl! I'm about to die!]

Mai Shude, who had left a sword mark on the White King with her samurai sword on the wing, could no longer tolerate this flight method that violated kinetics. She suddenly jumped down and used the inertia brought by the plane's gliding to dive towards one of the White King's heads.

During this process, her aura constantly changed, and the longsword in her hand also appeared to lengthen visually.

As gravity pulled her forward, her speed increased, and the blazing golden flames filled her eyes. In an instant, she had been transformed, and a death-like aura surged from her body. She drew her swords with both hands, and the sheer power of the weapons far surpassed that of Lu Mingfei.

[Buzz! ——! ! ————————]

As the swing was completed, the extended light imprint covered the top of the White King's head, directly splitting open a large wound in his skull, and blood spurted out, like the blooming of the other shore flower!

【AAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaa! ! ——————]

The roaring storm whipped at Jiu Dema's clothes, causing him to tumble down in a disheveled state. After a few leaps, he arrived beside Lu Mingfei.

"Catch! The new boss!"

Lu Mingfei grabbed the blade with one hand.

"These two swords are two of the three sacred swords from the so-called 'Age of Gods' in Japan. 'Futsu-no-Mitama' is the sword of 'Takemikazuchi,' while 'Ame-no-Habakiri' is the divine sword used by the Japanese god Susanoo to slay the ancient divine beast Yamata no Orochi!"

"Ame-no-Habakiri?"

Lu Mingfei recalled the legend he had heard before. Although this sword was not as sharp as the Kusanagi sword, it was still an auspicious sword.

It was like a divine sword destined to slay the giant serpent.

(That Lu Mingze guy, he's always talking about wanting souls from his own brother, but he's good to his subordinates, giving them divine artifacts and possession abilities.)

"Thank you."

“I said I would repay your favor.” A hint of awkwardness appeared on Mai Shude’s impossibly beautiful face. “This isn’t over yet, you need to pay some interest first.”

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Lu Mingfei glanced at her but didn't say anything more.

But I was somewhat happy.

Just like when David and Chu Zihang faced the dragon alone, Lu Mingfei was willing to stay by their side.

When Lu Mingfei is alone, it feels so good to have someone by his side.
Not bad at all.

(End of this chapter)