Lu Mingfei, become the king of gambling in dungeons!

"Are those guys at the weather bureau sure they're not mistaken? This is so outrageous! A tsunami, a thunderstorm, a volcanic eruption, and an earthquake?" The Governor of Tokyo asked his secretary, trembling.

In this situation, everyone could flee, but Tokyo Governor Heiji Ozengata had to rush to the front lines of disaster relief. Mr. Ozengata, looking distressed, sat in the back of a car as his secretary explained the extent of the damage.

The Tokyo drainage system outside the car had failed, and the continuous torrential rain made the whole city seem to be submerged in water, turning it into Venice.

"The triggered disaster will be comparable to the Krakatoa disaster of 1883 or the Santorini disaster of about 3600 years ago. Tokyo Bay will face a disaster of a magnitude that will rewrite the history of modern urban disaster prevention." The secretary said this in a state of confusion. He was a spy planted by the Hebi family next to the governor of Tokyo, but no one could have predicted what was happening today.

Heiji Zenigata's face turned ashen.

He was unaware of the Santorini disaster, but he was familiar with the 1883 fire disaster, widely recognized as one of the loudest sounds in Earth's history, with the volcanic eruption producing a plume of smoke as high as 80 kilometers and the explosion reaching 4600 kilometers away.

Early risers in Ceylon's capital that day mistook a black dragon rising from the ground to devour the stars, for a thick cloud of smoke that blotted out the sky. Merak Island and its towns sank into the sea, and the sun seemed like a hazy sunset all day, turning the sky of Sumatra reddish-purple.

The roar of this planet in 1883 far surpassed the sound produced by any contemporary human technology.

Is Tokyo facing that level of disaster now?

That day, God was angry and sent lions into the city to kill all the foolish people. Heiji Zenigata slumped listlessly in the back seat of the car, feeling that the only thing he could do now was to use his unique charm to bow to the disaster.

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Minato Ward is one of the most central areas of Tokyo, and Tokyo Tower, located within it, was once the tallest tower in Tokyo, attracting countless tourists for sightseeing and photography.

But since the Tokyo Skytree was built, Tokyo Tower has been forgotten. After all, who would want to come to this former tallest tower, which is only 300 meters high, when you can climb the more than 600-meter-high tower to overlook Tokyo?

Compared to something far greater, even the greatest things seem insignificant.

Tokyo Tower is like the skeleton of a steel dragon, and today this steel skeleton has sprouted dark flesh, as if something dead has been resurrected.

What binds the entire Tokyo Tower is a black, silky substance, filthy and sticky like countless tentacles. It fills the interior of the Tokyo Tower, and from the ground, it appears as if flesh and blood are writhing inside.

Dark clouds loomed overhead, threatening to crush the city, while beneath their feet, a sea of ​​lights shone brightly. The colossal iron tower rose from the ground, becoming, at this moment, the pivot connecting the mortal world with the heavens.

Even without a ray of light, the Tokyo Tower acts like a guiding lighthouse, a unique and isolated place in the world. It is so striking; its blackness clashes with the darkness of the torrential rain, a flawless and perfect color.

Entangled in these black threads, Tokyo Tower is exceptionally beautiful, just like the Tower of Babel in the Bible. Stripped of all the hustle and bustle of the daytime, it exudes an ultimate, bewitching allure on this stormy night.

The tower that reached to heaven, built on the plain of Shinar, was called "Babel," which means "confusion" in Hebrew. After the flood, the people of the plain used bricks as stones and bitumen as mortar, and the sound of hammers and nails never ceased day and night, to build that magnificent tower to heaven.

Suddenly, scalding blood flowed down from the originally crimson tower spire; it was the amniotic blood of the newborn ancient dragon.

The being that had been incubating in Tokyo Tower for a long time was bleeding. Its blood was different from that of many dragons; it was a vivid and beautiful deep red, more like the blood pumped from a human heart than that of dragons. The blood flowed down like lava, staining half of the tower red.

Within the dark tower that chills the world, a pair of apocalyptic golden eyes slowly open.

He is the devil, the ancient dragon, and the serpent that deceives the whole world.

Of all the living creatures God created, only the ancient serpent, named Dragon, was more cunning than the others. The incomplete ancient serpent had a human body, a long tail, and a pair of beautiful wings, allowing it to fly through the sky and roar at the world; its beauty was known throughout the world.

"I'm also feeling terrible, I have my own emotions too," He complained to his brother from afar.

Ancient Dragon, or rather the devil, his heartbeat was like thunder and war drums.

"I was locked up for two years just because I had the idea of ​​interfering in your life. After passing through the thirteen gates, there is indeed a steel throne in front of you... but the price for sitting on it should not be borne by you alone. It should be paid for with my life."

The devil murmured and wept, squatting atop the crimson Tokyo Tower, speaking humbly and candidly to "God," yet his heart was filled with the fervor of a war drum.

"Now... I'm going to lose my brother."

Loss is the word most hated by the world's already lonely people. Sometimes they would rather die than lose what they have... If they lose it, the demon in their hearts will break free of their cage and sing a bloody hymn.

"Without you, I am all alone, so there will be no more brothers in thirteen dungeons. This is the end of your journey." The desperate demon howled in the blood pool of the tower.

After making up his mind, the anger in His heart surged like a raging dragon. He wanted to tear open his own cage and soar high in the sky in a supreme manner!

All the hot, red blood that flowed out was absorbed back in, not a single drop was left.

A massive black cocoon swallowed him whole, black silk and red blood merging together, enveloping the incomplete monarch within, completing a second cocooning inside the Tokyo Tower.

[Black King Lava (Dragon Bone Cross Detached/Severely Weak/Moderately Incomplete/World Seal/Deformed/Forced Hatching/Partially Seal)]

[Rank: Supreme (Virtual and Real/Dream/Power)]

[Identity: Dungeon Boss Unit (Substitute)]

【权柄:天空权柄15.3%、青铜权柄62.7%、虚拟9.87%、真实5.26%、梦境10.5%】

【World-Destroying Words: ? ? ?】

[Luck: S+ (A perennial champion in revival matches; after being confirmed dead, there is a certain probability of getting sit-ups)]

[Attack Power: MAX (Close to Godhood) / (Temporary Boost)]

Speed: SSS+ (Unmatched by ordinary people) / (Weakness status slightly reduced)

[Constitution: SSS (Unattainable by ordinary people) / (Decrease in weakened state) / (Decrease in forced incubation)]

[Combat Skills: SSS+ (Exquisite and unparalleled skills, absolutely incomprehensible to humans)]

[Gunsmanship: SSS+ (Exquisite and unparalleled skill, beyond human comprehension)]

[Evaluation: A deformed individual forcibly hatched with the indulgence of "God" cannot exist in the mortal world for long and will return to its cocoon state on its own after a few days.]

"Success...?"

"It wasn't forcibly deleted...?"

"Brother, you're indulging me again." Lu Mingze, whose tears had dried up, stubbornly opened his arms inside the cocoon. He was repairing this broken and deformed body so that it wouldn't be unable to withstand the great battle.

There are still three hours until it is completely hatched.

After feeding voraciously and spinning his cocoon a second time, He was about to embark on a battle He was destined to lose.

Beneath the towering steel behemoth, the Honda VTX1800 motorcycle swerved and braked suddenly, its rear end arcing as it came to a stop amidst the raging torrent of floodwaters, splashing water everywhere.

"It's 2009 and they're still using such a cliché plot twist." Taking off his helmet and the wet, sticky headgear from McDonald's, Yoshinoya, MOS Burger, Dicos, Burger King, etc., Lu Mingfei, his black hair soaked, looked up and quietly watched the scene at the top of the tower, especially the ridiculously thick, deep red health bar.

The world can be really messed up sometimes. He didn't know how to comfort his younger brother. He tried to coax him like a little chubby kid by saying, "Little brother, come down first, I'll top up your QQ coins..." but that definitely wouldn't work. In the current situation, there was no possibility of comforting or communicating with him.

He took out his phone and played a pre-recorded clapper sound, temporarily severing the connection between the two. He and Lu Mingze were unable to perceive each other's presence for a short period of time.