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The dragon-shaped corpse guard's entire body is covered with hard dragon scales, but under the scales there is no skin, but rather white bones with golden fire burning in them. That is the strong light that penetrates when the alchemical matrix attached to the skeleton burns.

The dragon corpse's vocal cords had long since decayed, but it still roared, even if it could only make a roar of metal clashing. Only the black iron wing bones remained of its wings, like the frost dragon in the game.

When it pounced forward, its jagged wing bones were like dense blades cutting the ground. Lu Mingfei's golden eyes became brighter and brighter, and his dragon blood became hotter and hotter. His lust grew furiously and turned into a huge blade, cutting the pair of wings that alternately left radiating claw marks over and over again.

But Lu Mingfei's black windbreaker and expensive suit lining were inevitably torn. Nuo Nuo breathed a sigh of relief, because through the field that seemed to burn the space, Lu Mingfei was not injured, but the cold water mixed with sweat flowed over his muscular back.

She was a little dazed for a moment. It should have been Lu Mingfei hiding behind them a long time ago. What kind of suffering had he endured over the years to make that poor boy become what he is today?

At this moment, the fatal rib chopper chopped the bone wing into pieces. Lu Mingfei spat and sighed that he did not bring about the wrath, otherwise he would have chopped off this guy's head by now.

The dragon-shaped corpse angrily used its sharp claws to cut, but Lu Mingfei simply dodged and knelt on its shoulders the next second.

The shotgun was fired at the base of the dragon-shaped corpse's skeletal wings, and the mercury-containing shotgun shells corroded the bones at high speed; then a second blue flame flashed, and the muzzle of the gun was fired at the corpse's shoulder blade. Lust slashed fiercely at the dent made by the bullet, and the huge dark golden arm bone fell to the ground with a bang.

The dragon-shaped corpse guard was furious, but it had lost its right arm and half of its wing bones, and could only attack with the remaining half of its bone wing and tail vertebrae. Lu Mingfei jumped up from behind, and a large part of the dome of the corridor had been destroyed by the corpse guard, revealing the thick steam pipes and current tubes behind it. In the flash of lightning, the collision of lust and the huge tail vertebrae splashed out sparks of fire.

The dragon's tail vertebrae are the toughest and sharpest sword in the world. The resurrected Lust was angry that he could not destroy the tail vertebrae of this third-generation dragon-shaped corpse in the first place.

The corpse guard spread its wings and roared to the sky, showing the angry appearance of a giant dragon, and then suddenly rushed towards Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei actually also roared and charged. The corridor looked like an ancient battlefield where humans and gods were fighting each other to death, and the blood was so hot that it almost melted the steel!

But a certain attack finally made the behemoth lose its balance. Golden light exploded in Lu Mingfei's eyes, and the huge power after the second blood burst out. He did not dodge, and his lust grew four or five meters, fiercely piercing through the corpse guard's head from the face and then directly into the neck. The spinal cord and black blood spurted out like rain, and a large amount of cerebrospinal fluid was squeezed out and sprayed out from the back of the neck, forming a splashing silver spring!

"Oh..." Caesar withdrew the domain of the vampire sickle and now felt his breathing heavy.

If he were to fight against that thing, it would probably be difficult, but the fight between Lu Mingfei and it was like a head-on collision. They couldn't even fire support from the side, because Lu Mingfei was too fast, so fast that only an afterimage was left, as if Ange had superimposed the time zero domain on him. In this case, it was difficult to guarantee that the bullet would not hit Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei dodged to the side the moment the sword pierced through the corpse guard's head, and then he stabbed the corpse guard, who was no longer able to resist, fiercely at the place where the tail vertebrae and spine were connected. There was a huge ganglion there, which was the second brain of the dragon, like a giant spider lurking under the spine. It is the second brain of the dragon, commanding the lower half of the dragon's body.

When he did this, the dragon-shaped corpse's heart stopped beating, and then black blood spread out from every wound on its body.

Chapter 261 Lin Fenglong

In the deepest part of Genji Heavy Industries lies the majestic and dark temple. It is so wide that it seems as if the entire St. Peter's Cathedral has been moved underground. It is surrounded by nothingness and silence. From those long corridors that can lead to the Iron Dome Temple The blowing wind screams and conveys the sound of loneliness and loneliness.

The flickering candlelight was lit in the niche, and the starry sky was inlaid with gems that reflected the dim light of the candlelight. Under the dome, there was a long cherry red conference table. The conference table was made of cherry wood. The ancient and obscure hollows are filled with gold and silver, and the edges are made of sandalwood and oak.

There is no one around the table, but there are hazy beams of light falling from above, and tiny dust particles dance and burst into life in these beams. The Tyndall effect is so intuitively displayed in the core of this temple, and all the light pillars are silent. On the ground stands an ancient iron throne. Those thrones seem to be woven with thorns, with rugged and sharp iron edges pointing in all directions. In front of the seats are placed the World Tree badges forged with gold. There are nine badges in total. If you pick them up You will find that the bottom of each badge is marked "I" to "IX".

The ancient Roman numerals are ironed on like growing vines, and the grooves are flowing with shiny and bright red liquid.

The aging man sat down at the top of the conference table with his back bent. There was a devil-like shadow guarding him in the darkness under the dim light of the candle. If Lu Mingfei or anyone was still trying to enter the underground tunnel at this moment, he would die. Members of the Samurai Laboratory will all recognize what those devilish shadows are here, the dragon-shaped corpse guard, the dragon Naga and the dragon-shaped Dead Samurai. Their figures are extremely ferocious, twisted and twisted, and they are as quiet as dead. He lowered his head, only a turbulent light like wildfire seeped out from the slits of his slightly narrowed eyes.

There are two third-generation species created as corpse guards here. In the ancient Gods, the third-generation species were all noble counts. Their territory may span the entire Nile River Basin, or it may be from the Ural Mountains to the Rhine River under a certain count. Trembling under the majesty. But today, after such noble creatures died, they could only be reduced to playthings. Their corpses could not rest in peace. Under the scales as hard as steel, there were rugged and hollow bones, and golden light burned deep in the bones.

The old man sat upright on the only soft high chair that did not symbolize power, with his index fingers crossed on the table. He had deep eye sockets and a high nose bridge, his eyes were iron-gray, his expression was cold but brewing a hint of madness, although he was hunched but did not look old, his pupils seemed to be burning with will-o'-the-wisp, his eyes swept across the table, over every World Tree badge that represented identity.

Sure enough, it was him, Friedrich von Long, one of the few big monsters in Japan's monster room who had not yet had time to reveal his flaws.

A huge projector light was illuminated from above, and the image was displayed in the center of the conference table. It was the last scene where Lu Mingfei used lust to completely kill the dragon-shaped corpse guard. He raised his knife and stood in front of the air wall connecting the realms. , it seems like the whole hell is hidden in the eyes, and those unwilling evil spirits are trying to escape from it.

"Look, look, look, look at what great things we have missed..." Someone whispered at the long table, the voice was as deep as the ashes falling at the end of hell, and the voice was from World No. V Tree badges, it seems that this temple is not just a decoration. Friedrich will come here when he needs to contact or hold meetings with his bosses who are always hidden behind the scenes. Each badge has a built-in With the means of communication, someone connected to a certain corner of the world along a certain optical cable or a certain radio wave may be one of the monarchs of the dark side.

The tone of No. Ⅴ seems to have been processed, and even after so many years of getting along with these people, Friedrich could not tell whether this distinguished big man was a male or a female.

"In history, there are always many people who finally gained the world who made small mistakes at the beginning, but those mistakes will be corrected in the end." Friedrich's voice was actually respectful, even though he was the oldest S in the world. One of the super hybrids, he still holds wealth that can almost subvert a country, but he still does not have the qualifications to stand and speak in front of the big shots on both sides of this conference table.

It seems that he can sit here only because of the wishes of the kings. It is such an irrepayable kindness that he, a loyal dog, has the honor to participate in witnessing this feast of carving up the world.

At this time, the No. 9 World Tree badge at the end of the queue just opposite Friedrich lit up, "The ultimate of the world is drifting in the long river of destiny. We peeked on both sides, but we did not see Ye Bianzhou so close to us for a moment. "It's so close that you can reach it easily. I'm so unwilling..." The voice was old and majestic, and there seemed to be a shadow of confusion among the flying dust in the hazy beam of light. Friedrich's body stagnated slightly, and when he lowered his head and raised it again The eyes are already flowing with hot lava.

"Your brilliance, your brilliance is so dazzling, sir..." Friedrich's fingers trembled. What appeared in the light beam was just an illusory image shaped by holographic projection technology. That thing had no entity, just light. The diffraction and interference should not pose a threat to anyone or affect anything around him, but the old guy just raised his head and looked at the gentleman, and hot blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, drop by drop. It fell along the ravine of the old cheek and flowed onto the white robe, rendering it a dazzling color.

"Friedrich, my most beloved friend, never try to look up at you..." The face of No. 9 in the beam became blurred. He held his chin with his hands crossed, clearly sitting upright, but he seemed to be tall and capable. Looking down at the entire world, "You still haven't learned a lesson after all these years."

Friedrich shuddered quietly, his Adam's apple rolled, and his body that was so old that it was almost dead seemed to contain a fear that could turn the entire salt lake into an iceberg.

"We still don't know how far your actions in Tokyo have progressed." No. 1 spoke through the badge at this time. He seemed to be a very young and somewhat frivolous guy. He showed his whole body in the beam unscrupulously, except for his face. Still covered.

He bowed slightly towards No. 9 in the distance, his voice filled with rather arrogant happiness, "After so many years, it's surprising that you haven't died yet."

The holographic projection of No. 9 trembled as if the signal reception was unstable. Friedrich swallowed in fear. He knew that this was not due to the equipment, but because the adult on the other side of the world was venting his uncontrollable anger. .

This organization, which has existed throughout the entire history of dragon slaying, is not within the secret party system and is even completely under absolute secrecy. It always has only nine seats. Only the owner of one of the seats is killed or overthrown. There will be new people on the scene. Friedrich doesn't know who they are, but he knows that their bloodline is noble enough for the senators to look up to. Those who are known as the dark side kings can even master the elements just by relying on their emotional fluctuations. Turbulence.

There is a field of electromagnetic disorder around the embryo of a pure-blooded dragon, and the monarchs who make up this organization can also create a similar field around themselves.

"You are still as ungrateful as you were a hundred years ago, my friend." No. 9 said calmly after a few seconds, but then his seat fell silent, and the holographic projection in the beam turned into scattered photoelectricity and disappeared. The World Tree badge also became dim. He seemed to have left, and seemed unwilling to speak in this meeting again.

"Now, Mr. Lin Fenglong, tell us the progress of your actions in this city. I believe you have seen it. We have to contribute to this cause every year..." No. 1 did not feel the slightest guilt because of the other party's departure. His tone was as frivolous as ever. His upper body was actually unclothed, and his rather majestic pecs and arms were squeezed and exuded with a shiny color. At this time, No. 1 seemed to be unable to remember the time he spent every year. They pretend to be thinking hard about how much money they have earned from their careers.

"Let me think about it, let me think about it..."

"Two billion three hundred million dollars!" Number I's voice suddenly rose. "Of course I don't care about this little money, but do you know how much we can do with two billion three hundred million?! If we give all this money to the Russians, they can launch 21 fully loaded Topol-M intercontinental ballistic missiles! We can also rent that Buffett to have lunch with you for two years. Maybe we can get some real information from that stock god to see how to make Wall Street collapse? Or I can buy 150 10 square meter private islands in the Maldives and have a body-falling party with beautiful girls from Java Island."

His body suddenly leaned forward, and his face, which was covered with facial features, suddenly burst into a captivating golden glow. It was a pair of bloody golden eyes, so majestic and so arrogant. He just stared at Friedrich.

"You are not Charon. If you want to come to the new world and share power and authority with us, you have to give more. My dear friend, Mr. Lin Fenglong, do you have anything to say now?"

"I found the traitor, Jung von Herzog." Friedrich's attitude was extremely humble. He smiled, "I killed him and inherited his inheritance. We will If you have a chance to get involved..."

"The throne of the great white emperor."

At the same time, all the World Tree badges on both sides of the conference table became brighter. One after another, broad and majestic phantoms appeared in the light beams falling on the Throne of Thorns like the water moon in the mirror. Nine pairs of magnificent red gold Hitomi also looked at this old traitor of the Lion Heart Society.

Friedrich stood up slowly and opened his arms as if to accept the applause, but everyone just looked at him coldly.

Two beams of light fell from above, the identification system scanned the fingerprints of the old man's hands, and then a high-pitched whistle of gas leakage came from the darkness at the end of the temple.

The alloy pneumatic door with a thickness of fifteen centimeters separated upwards and downwards with the crazy leakage of steam. Every pair of golden eyes lit up in this temple suddenly turned their sights in that direction at this moment, and then the rollers rubbed against the marble floor. There was a rustling sound, and the brass coffin was surrounded by several snake-shaped deadlies that were so huge that they could even touch the dome when they stood upright and came to the side of the conference table.

Everyone saw who the pale man with his arms crossed was in the coffin.

It was an old face, with pale skin as if soaked in water, a straight nose and deep-set eyes, and the facial lines were still as clear as a knife even if he was in a state of death or coma.

If any of the top leaders of the Eight Sheqi Family were here, they would find that their most beloved head was lying quietly in this square coffin at this moment, with his heart stopped beating and his vital signs completely disappeared, even if he had been stored in low-temperature freezing conditions for a long time. At this moment, there were still faint corpse spots on his body surface.

The sound of whispers rang out, and Friedrich suddenly pulled out a pistol from his arms, pointed it at the face of Masamune Tachibana, who was completely dead in the coffin, and shot continuously, and the sound of pops and pops was endless. The adults at the conference table just looked over and didn't even make any unnecessary body movements.

Friedrich asked a deadman to lift up the completely unrecognizable corpse. A huge hole was opened in his face, and all the long-dead brain tissue and nerve fibers inside were completely smashed and destroyed.

"We need evidence to prove that it was indeed him you killed." The person speaking at this moment was No. Ⅲ. He looked at Friedrich silently. Although his face was hazy with a thin mist, Friedrich could still guess How excited this dark sided monarch was at this moment.

Herzog has always been ignored or even despised in their circle. No one wants to associate with a despicable villain. Everyone regards him as a dirty devil, but they have to deny the amazing power this traitor has in Japan. What seductive secrets the power holds.

And he has been hiding it very well. Until not long ago, the organization thought that the people he was sponsoring were actually the head of the eight Sheqi families named Tachibana Masamune and the leader of the fierce ghosts named Wangshou.

"Masamune Tachibana, who is still active in the outside world, is actually a Kagemusha. I used Herzog's own technology to control him...the pons interruption surgery, and the equipment hidden near him every night uses frequencies lower than what the human ear can detect. Go play the clapper sound that can implant certain memories and instructions into him." Lin Fenglong said with a smile, "The real Herzog is dead, and the current Tachibana Masamune is the one I found in the petri dish and is about to be put into use. The finished product, we can order him to do anything, such as letting the Sheqi family completely wage war against the secret party."

There was silence in the temple.

A few seconds later, No. 9 said in a hoarse old voice: "The day of judgment has not come yet, and Cassel College is also a good protective color for us."

"It's up to you," said Friedrich.

"You did a good job on this matter, but why did the Deadpool underground at Genji Heavy Industries lose control?" No. 1 said coldly.

Friedrich was stunned for a moment, "I was about to investigate this matter..."

"No need to investigate, we already know the reason." No. 1 seemed to be playing with something in his hand. Is it a book? Or photos? Friedrich couldn't see clearly, but he only knew that the thing must contain some important information.

"A hairpin, someone used a hairpin to destroy all the equipment you set up around the laboratory and breeding tanks to play banging sounds to suppress Deadpool's activity." No. 1 smiled strangely, "A very clever method... ...The Seven Kingdoms of Alchemy...Space is opening up, Lin Fenglong, you have to move as soon as possible, someone has found your beacon."

Chapter 262 Kill them all

The loud noise was like a mountain collapsing in this small tunnel. The vitality of the dragon-shaped corpse guard was completely cut off after its brain and ganglia were destroyed.

The huge life force maintained by the ancient alchemy of the Gods is rapidly declining, and it is turning into a dry skeleton at an alarming speed that can no longer get up and roar towards the sky.

Lu Mingfei used lust to stir up the blood, and swayed the blood on the knife.

The golden flame attached to the bones of the huge corpse gradually extinguished, but another light source was attracting the ferocious gazes of the Deadpools.

Those were Lu Mingfei's golden eyes. His windbreaker had been torn. He simply took it off at this time and threw it into the wind at the end of the corridor, like a flying flag.

Lu Mingfei's actions completely aroused the anger of the Deadpool group. They were originally mindless things. In order to fill their stomachs, they didn't care whether they would die in the next second. They were originally frightened by the threat of the pair of princely bloody golden eyes. They hesitated, but at this moment the baby's cry-like screams overwhelmed the wind in the corridor and the gunshots that rang out one after another behind Lu Mingfei.

Dozens or hundreds of snake-like dead warriors who were far more ferocious than ligers lit up their ferocious pupils fiercely, grabbed each other's bodies and the scales on their bodies, swung their long tails that could shatter pig iron, and moved forward desperately Pounce and rush towards the exit of the corridor.

It was a scene like a hole in hell. Even Lu Mingfei frowned.

Caesar took a deep breath. He could smell the smell of rust in the air, and it was the smell of blood that hit his face. Facing those dark golden eyes and densely overlapping iron-green scales that are getting closer and closer, the fishy wind of death can simply destroy a person's fighting spirit. His heart began to beat violently, as if it was about to tear his chest. The locked valve was pushed open at this moment, and the surging force was like a waterfall that was about to drown Caesar.

The blood vessels became hot, and it was like there were hundreds of little snakes twisting and entangled under his skin. The hot blood was pumped by the heart to the whole body, every inch of muscle and every bone.

His eyes are getting brighter and brighter!

Dictado suddenly appeared in Caesar's hand. At a certain moment, thin blue and white scales extended along the corners of his eyes. He could feel that the whole world seemed different.

Everything around him slowed, and his power seemed to tear bronze.

Violent blood...

activation.

Growing up, Caesar was the kind of person who could easily get whatever he wanted. When he was in Sicily, he was like a lion patrolling his territory on the grassland, flaunting his majesty arrogantly and unscrupulously. Even when he came to Kassel College, where Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon existed, his seat on the school board was still enough for Caesar. He was able to make whatever changes he wanted and get all the resources he wanted from the school, even though he had never done that.

No one will reject the distinguished young master Gattuso wherever he goes. The power and power of the world are open to him without restriction.

Violent blood is a method that members of the first generation Lionheart Club analyzed from ancient classics to allow hybrids to embark on the road to becoming gods. In the Age of Gods, this was a taboo prohibited by the gods. In modern times, violent blood is prohibited by the Abrahamic blood contract.

But as long as Caesar is willing, Frost has many ways to obtain violent information.

The game of politics has always been like this, as long as you can give more, then everything you want can be obtained from the hands of another politician.

In addition, Caesar and Chu Zihang also obtained the method to activate the keel state from Lu Mingfei.

When they tried their best, both Caesar and Chu Zihang were qualified to fight Yuan Zhisheng.

At the same time, Lancelot carried the anti-material sniper rifle on his shoulder, silent. He manipulated this high-risk weapon that could kill even the dragon-shaped Deadpool with one shot, and the crosshairs wandered among the Deadpools. In terms of killing potential, Lancelot was no less than Chu Zihang in the Lionheart Club. He was considering which head to blow up with the first shot.

The water curtain was still falling overwhelmingly. The high temperature of Jun Yan made the firefighting system completely lose its ability to judge. The water hit the blue-gray scales of the dead servants and broke into crystal white water foam.

Chu Zihang's first wave of explosions destroyed the wings of these snake-like Deadpools who were evolving into Dragon-shaped Deadpools. This was good news because they weighed more than 400 kilograms and became slightly slimmer after losing the ability to fly. bulky.

"Behind the corridor is the elevator shaft. The laboratory and breeding pond should be under there, but I guess a large number of deadpools have already launched an attack on the ground through the elevator shaft!" Lu Mingfei held Lust and crawled from the dragon-shaped corpse guard. Like bones jumping up and down from the mountains, the short knife actually produced a twisted arc in the high-speed slashing strike!

The air was torn, countless water droplets were shattered, and the roar sounded like metal hitting each other.

Deadpool, who rushed at the front, had lost his wings. When he opened his upper and lower jaws, he looked like a human being parasitized by a snake demon, and he fiercely rushed towards Lu Mingfei with the blade on his head.

Black blood spurted out and splashed on the metal floor tiles, making a sizzling sound.

The Deadpool charged like an angry rhinoceros. With his speed and strength, he collided with the extremely sharp lust, and his body was immediately split into two.