Volume 1 Hello, Lu Mingfei Chapter 108: No King's Shadow (VI)
In the bottomless darkness in Lu Mingfei's heart, a pair of golden eyes slowly opened, and lightning-fast images flashed before her eyes. Those ancient characters that seemed to be outlined with ink lines formed a narrative poem like an eternal myth.
It was a feast for the dragons. Their flying wings covered the sky and the night covered the earth. The fierce battle between white and black was endless. The young emperors watched from the sidelines, with cold flames burning in the depths of their eyes.
A majestic ancient dragon spread its wings on the mountain top facing the sea. The huge golden ancient tree was decaying rapidly, visibly to the naked eye. Raging waves were beating against the cliffs. A lone boat was drifting away into the distance. The girl looked so lonely, but she still tried to muster up the courage to wave goodbye to the ancient dragon.
What a familiar person, but who is that? Lu Mingfei couldn't see the girl's face, but she felt as if she had known her many years ago.
Lu Mingfei opened her eyes from the dream, and twisted pain immediately came from all parts of her body, but she didn't care. Her strong spirit and body had become one. Hundreds of dragon bones intertwined and twisted and closed again, bringing new vitality and strength.
She suddenly turned around in the water at an incredibly high speed, holding the sword in reverse and facing Norton, like a soldier in a standard close combat stance. All negative emotions left her at this moment, her golden pupils were so bright, like a bright light in the darkness, she was fierce and indifferent, eager for violence and killing, just like Her Majesty the Queen that night, with only the belief of victory in her surging heart, and she stretched out her hand as if she could grasp the power of the world in her hands.
Gently waving lust, the invisible pressure broke through the water flow, forcing Norton, who was chasing, to stop suddenly. Norton felt as if he had hit an invisible wall, and the call from his bloodline was stirring. Lu Mingfei's bloodline seemed to have reached the same level as his in a short period of time. The feeling of being suppressed meant that it might even be above him.
The girl actually woke up when she should not have woken up.
Norton suddenly became cautious, swimming away quickly, his blurred back disappearing in an instant. Lu Mingfei did not chase him, her speed was not as fast as Norton's, and Norton certainly did not run away, he was like a bloodthirsty shark, his brief disappearance was a precursor to attack, and the blood spreading in the water would guide Lu Mingfei's location.
The lust in his hand trembled slightly. After being summoned by the pure dragon bloodline, the knife began to beat, trying to show its true appearance.
Lu Mingfei obeyed its wish and gave the blood scattered around him to this living knife. The golden light on the knife began to flow faster and faster, and the vibration became more and more powerful. Lu Mingfei almost suspected that what he was holding in his hand was not a knife, but a dragon.
The handle of the Lustful Knife was covered with bloody scales and dense thorns, which cut Lu Mingfei's fingers holding the knife. The wound was not deep, but it was just enough to allow blood to flow out drop by drop, continuing to provide nourishment to the bloodthirsty knife.
Caesar's guess when he drew the sword was correct. The seven deadly sins were weapons that needed sacrifice. The purer the bloodline provided to them, the greater the power they would exert. Lust was originally just a short knife the size of a letter opener. Now, fine thorns have long covered the blade. Rather than calling it a knife, Lu Mingfei thinks that this thing is more like a miniature version of a knife and a mace. Even the flowing water dared not approach this weapon. Lu Mingfei waved it lightly, and wherever Lust went, it was like a vacuum was cut in the water.
At this moment, the world suddenly changed in her ears. Every sound in the vast area around her entered her mind and echoed repeatedly. The friction of the water, the heartbeat of the fish, the bubbles floating up quietly, the water that was as silent as death suddenly became lively like a stage with noisy gongs and drums.
Word Spirit·Kamaitachi, her bloodline activated lust, and lust in turn activated her bloodline. A Word Spirit of Kamaitachi's ranking should not even be worthy of carrying her shoes, but it is indeed very useful in the water.
Amidst the chaos of noise, Lu Mingfei suddenly heard the sound of an explosion, followed by the sound of high-speed movement in the fluid, heading straight towards her. She looked in the direction of the sound, and the invisible fluctuations indicated that the flowing water had turned a cutting blade. Of course, the best way to attack in water was with the water-attributed Word Spirit. This was Norton's test.
She did not dodge, but stretched out her hands and formed claws towards the rushing water knife. With this action, several water knives suddenly stopped floating and turned into harmless water foam and collapsed in front of Lu Mingfei.
She cancelled Norton's words silently.
"You're still playing tricks at a time like this." Lu Mingfei gently stroked Lust, as tenderly as a mother would a baby in her cradle. "Any king's blood must end with a sword. This is a truth you and I both understand, isn't it?"
Lu Mingfei closed her eyes and tried her best to separate the noises bit by bit. There was always an extremely powerful sound. That was Norton's heart of war drum. No matter how he covered it up, his heart would always accelerate in efficient movement. She only needed to grasp that sound to grasp the direction in which Norton was rushing at fifty knots.
The group of sickle-weasels were flying at high speed in the water. These wind monsters were very fast, but they could not scan in the form of wavelengths like radar or sonar. They were more like biological artificial ones, so they needed time to wander to every corner of the area and then return home to bring back information.
The heartbeat like a huge tremor was brought back by the last late-returning sickle-weasel. Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, and his whole body stretched violently to the extreme. His lust cut through the water with a roar like a flying dragon as he moved forward.
At the same time, she was stabbed in the front, like the spear in the myth that was sure to hit the target, the bronze straight sword pierced her chest, and her internal organs churned at this moment, and the bright red blood mixed with the scattered foam spread out behind her.
The sickle weasel was already very fast, but Norton's sprint speed was as fast as the sickle weasel returning to its nest! Just like Lu Mingfei could remove his words, Norton could also control Lu Mingfei's words. He could see the invisible wind monsters of the sickle weasel and decisively make the decision to use them. He returned to his nest with the sickle weasel at the speed of a glance, bringing a fatal attack.
Lust also nailed Norton's spine from behind. Countless fine spikes on the blade smelled the scent of dragon blood, and suddenly pierced out and grew a foot long, like an exploded sea urchin. Each spike was greedily licking Norton's golden dragon blood, trying to squeeze this noble king alive.
The moment she was hit, Lu Mingfei knew she had no way to dodge, so she put all her strength into this sure-hit blow. When the opponent's attack was the most ferocious, and also when he was the weakest, she subconsciously used her favorite fighting method of Chu Zihang, seeking an opportunity to counterattack in a desperate situation, resulting in both sides suffering losses.
The girl and the Dragon King stared at each other, with only rage and ferocity in their ferocious golden eyes. Lu Mingfei forgot her promise to save Old Tang, and Norton also forgot that he would take her on a ride on the highway in the AE86. There was no joy of meeting an old friend, nor was there any sadness of killing a friend with one's own hands. Everything was destroyed by the war drum heart of the dragon clan since ancient times. Only the death of one person could be the final chapter engraved on the bronze pillar.
No one spoke. It was meaningless to say anything at this point. What's more, no one could say anything. If anyone drew his sword and left first, the wound would be severely injured a second time, causing more blood to escape, until death.
Norton suddenly raised his hand! He grabbed Lu Mingfei's throat and slowly exerted force to crush her throat. He gathered all the rapidly dissipating strength in his wrist. Although he was an incompletely fused dragon king, his dignity was still inviolable. Even if he died, he would drag his enemies into the grave with him.
Lu Mingfei's strength was far inferior to Norton's. Norton pinched off her oxygen mask and her face gradually turned pale, but she still held the lust in her hand and refused to let go. Little by little, she tried to send it into Norton's body. With every step forward, more spikes continued to grow, and even pierced through Norton's chest. It felt like a landmine was detonated directly in the body.
Norton dragged Lu Mingfei in front of him and stared at the dying hero with cold and arrogant eyes.
He had to admit that he liked Lu Mingfei, but not in the lover's way. A cute girl who loved to eat, play and play StarCraft deserved to be favored by anyone. As Old Tang, he really considered treating Lu Mingfei as a good friend who was more than a friend but less than a lover. He planned to refurbish the AE86 and take her to race on the interstate highway in the United States. It was different there. When you go to the West, you may not meet anyone for an hour. Even if you sing a Fat Tiger-style song with a tone-deaf voice, you don't have to worry. You don't have to think about anything. Just keep driving until you stop and break down in an unknown town, drink a glass of beer that may not be pure, and praise this chic journey loudly.
All those disappeared with Norton's gradually awakening personality. He was the Dragon King Norton, not the human Old Tang. The latter was just an illusion and had no need to exist.
But... why is there still an empty space in my heart? It's like being thrown into the water hundreds of meters deep, scratching your throat to shout, wanting to be saved, but only the cruel and cold sea water pours into your throat, and no one in the world can hear your voice.
Is that what loneliness tastes like? Dragons may not be afraid of death in the physical sense, they just have always been afraid of being killed by loneliness.
The power in the palm of his hand began to dissipate, and Norton gradually loosened his grip. Although it was very slow, Lu Mingfei could indeed feel the pressure on her neck disappearing.
She widened her eyes in surprise, and saw the light in Norton's golden pupils becoming dimmer and dimmer, and all the violence and cruelty disappeared, replaced by the cheerful human fool, who showed her a faint sadness that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
The strength in her hands also relaxed, and her queen-like calmness and domineering attitude all shattered at this moment. She shouted, "Old Tang! Old Tang, is that you?"
In fact, she couldn't speak a single word clearly. The moment she opened her mouth, the river water poured into her throat, and all she uttered was meaningless gurgling, like a drowning water ghost.
"Sister, are you more likely to be soft-hearted?" Someone sighed, and said in a loli voice, "Don't stop at a time like this. We've come to the end, so of course we have to kill him once and for all!"
The cold voice exploded in his mind. Lu Mingfei suddenly grasped lust again, and with fierce violence, she pushed the deadly knife directly into Norton's body. Even the handle of the knife could not be seen.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" Lu Mingfei shook her head in her heart and refused, but she couldn't stop the power in her hands because she was not the master of her own body at the moment.
She then raised her leg and kicked Norton hard in the chest. The force was so great that the dragon bone shattered and rich golden blood gushed out from the Dragon King's back. The Dragon King's golden pupils completely dimmed, and his lifeless lead-gray eyes still looked at Lu Mingfei, gradually drifting away.
Something was coming. A huge noise was resounding overhead. Lu Mingfei subconsciously stepped back to avoid it. She looked up and saw streamlined metal falling with a torrent of force.
It was a blizzard torpedo. Susie fixed the torpedo tube. Caesar locked Norton's heartbeat with the sickle weasel. At first, he didn't dare to fire because he could also hear Lu Mingfei's strong heartbeat, indicating that the two sides were fighting. Now Norton suddenly moved away, giving a big flaw. He decisively communicated with the captain's room and pressed the torpedo launch button.
A supercavitating torpedo at 200 knots hit the Dragon King 80 meters underwater in just one second. The 2.7-ton dark green metal hit the tiny body and fell downward. Golden blood spread in the water, leaving a long tail. The Dragon King's lead-gray eyes were always looking at Lu Mingfei, but perhaps he wanted to take another look at the sky of Kuimen, which carried too many memories of sadness and blood.
The blizzard torpedo exploded deep underwater, and 800 alchemical shrapnel rotated and cut the flesh. Lu Mingfei had to cover her ears, but the sickle-weasel could not be actively shut down by her uncalmed bloodline. She felt as if she was in a meat grinder, and the fierce blades were spinning at high speed, wanting to cut her into pieces for betraying her promise.
"It's over!" The little girl in my mind said with joy. I could imagine her dancing, as if she was dancing lightly on tiptoe to celebrate the extinction of the Dragon King. "I always keep my word. I am your close-fitting little cotton-padded jacket! My dear sister."
Lu Mingfei pulled out the bronze sword that was stuck in her chest in one breath. Bright red blood spread out and the river water poured into the wound in her lungs, causing her to feel heartbroken.
"Get lost." This one-word answer was more effective than any other words. The laughter in her head suddenly disappeared, as if her fierce curses had drowned the hateful naughty boy.
Lu Mingfei knew who that was. She didn't want to mention that name now. Even if she just recalled the three words "Lu Mingze", it was as if there was endless anger that wanted to tear her apart.
There was clearly a chance, and Old Tang could have survived. In the final scene, Old Tang's personality had clearly defeated Norton and gained the upper hand, but the little devil did not allow this to happen. She was definitely aware of that moment and deliberately took control of her own body to kill Norton.
What the hell is this Pokémon? What's this about claiming to be my sister? That's betrayal, and it's also exploitation. Lu Mingze is definitely not a good person. All she did was to use me to kill Norton!
Lu Mingfei wanted to knock her head open so that she could pull out the voice inside, and then tie Lu Mingze to a tree. Every time Lu Mingze said a word, Lu Mingfei would whip her. After all, demons and the like probably can't be killed, but it should hurt, right? That would be great. The endless pain of being cut into pieces is far better than the darkness of the moment of death.
She smiled weakly, and the bronze sword slipped from her fingertips. The massive blood loss and lack of oxygen almost killed her. The boundless darkness was quietly approaching. Once she fell completely, she would never be able to return from the abyss called death.
A slender and nimble shadow hugged Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei couldn't see clearly who it was, but at the moment of touching, she saw the light golden hair floating in the diving mask.
