Chapter 210 The New King Ascends the Throne!

"Hey, hey, hey, are you kidding me?"

Lu Mingze's eyelids jumped.

These guys are really quick to act.

They just caught the opportunity when the newborn White King was executed and Luke began to cocoon.

They not only want the White King's keel cross, but also Luke, the monarch who appeared inexplicably!

Black wings glided across the sky, which was a formation of American fighters coming to support.

Henkel in North America also wanted to come and get a piece of the pie.

They didn't dare to get close to here, as the high-energy particle flow in the sky was enough to scrap the entire fighter group.

But, they could still do a long-range sweep.

The little devil sighed.

He only got a quarter of his "life" from his brother, and he didn't know if he could hold on for this period of time.

The F15 fighter fired all its bombs, as brilliant as fireworks.

The little devil sighed and raised his hand.

"The Blazing Sky Covers Seven Rings!"

"My Lord is Here!"

"Word Spirit·Vajra Realm!"

Seven petal-shaped rings overlapped and enveloped the cocoon.

The holy flag shone, and the defensive barrier was generated automatically.

Alchemy was created by the Black King and belongs to the science of dragon civilization.

And conceptual weapons are the specialty of the little devil.

Unfortunately, these things are "fakes".

They do not have the ability to defend absolutely at all.

The first two are not even as practical as the last one, Word Spirit·Vajra Realm.

Missiles roared, and the Blazing Sky Covers Seven Rings were broken layer by layer.

The holy flag fluttered in the wind, standing firm.

He survived the first wave of tentative attacks.

But now, looking at the machine guns under the fuselage of the fighter, and the F15 fleet ready to fire with full ammunition.

Sweat broke out on the little devil's forehead.

After all, he was not invincible.

In the original timeline, the little devil's subordinate Zero was able to fight Herzog back and forth with a prototype fifth-generation aircraft.

Although Herzog was careless and underestimated the enemy.

But this group of dragons, which generally conform to biomechanics, are really inferior.

Another full-range launch!

AIM-7F/M "Sparrow" semi-active radar-guided medium-range missiles, AIM-9L/M "Sidewinder" infrared-guided combat missiles, M61A1 "Vulcan" Gatling cannons, all weapons are aimed at the broken "petals".

Fireworks exploded, billowing smoke swept in the air, accompanied by dark clouds.

"Hit the target! Hit the target! Request the next combat order!"

"Do you want to take back the target?"

The pilot felt relieved.

They were urgently transferred and ordered to come to fight this supernatural life form.

Originally, the suicide note was ready, but unexpectedly, the enemy was like this?

"Wait! The target is still alive!"

"He's still alive?!"

The billowing smoke dispersed, and the seven-layer ring of Chitianfu collapsed and dissipated into particles.

The broken holy flag was still fluttering in the wind, just like an undefeated will.

The little devil's face was pale.

It was still very stressful for him to block these heavy firepower weapons.

After this trip, he had to recover from his injuries for at least ten days or half a month.

"The ammunition depot can still support two full-bomb launches, request instructions?"

A pilot came back to his senses and asked.

The old man sitting in the command center glanced at the time warning on the screen of his mobile phone.

Forget it, it doesn't matter this time.

"Everyone evacuate!"

Hen Gao ordered.

The subordinates immediately informed the military, and the fighter group evacuated without hesitation.

They are soldiers, and obeying orders is the most basic and most important point.

Besides, how much money do they make a year? Go and fight with monsters that can withstand missile bombings?

Do you really regard American soldiers as superheroes?

Pilot: No shield, no cue!

Looking at the pilots who took the initiative to evacuate, Lu Mingze not only did not breathe a sigh of relief, but became more nervous.

He looked up at the sky.

Six parallel flaming meteors streaked through the night sky and fell straight towards the sky above the cocoon.

Although the various mixed-blood forces were eager to obtain the monarch's legacy.

However, they all reached a consensus on killing the Dragon King.

Henkel in North America was responsible for interference, the artificial intelligence of Kassel Academy was responsible for aiming, and the Gattuso family authorized the action.

Every step was in order, and every step was to... kill the Dragon King!

All missiles fired! The Sky Patrol in low-Earth orbit fired all missiles!

The six swords of Damocles in the sword slots all fell to the ground, covering the airspace where Luke was.

They calculated everything.

Dragon King, taste the malice from humans!

Lu Mingze looked helpless.

If he was hit by the sword of Damocles at this time, although the cocooned Luke would not die, he would undoubtedly be seriously injured.

But if you want to resist the cutting-edge technology of mankind, even the resurrected Black King dare not take it lightly, not to mention the little devil who is now half-crippled or even severely disabled.

"Sorry for bothering you, I can't save you, goodbye!"

The little devil clasped his fists.

But he didn't run away. This body was originally an entity constructed by the illusory "spirit".

It doesn't matter whether he dies or not.

Anyway, the consumption is already quite large, so it's better to die here directly.

After all, sleeping a few more days or a few less days doesn't make much difference to him.

In a day or two, my brother can't change much.

Unless the bad boy suddenly travels to another world and returns as the Dragon King after suffering hardships.

But how is this possible?

Lu Mingze smiled and shook his head.

My brother is just a loser!

The hot high-density metal rod decomposes in flight, and the semi-melted metal fragments form a dense strike net.

God's damnation is coming! There is no escape!

Boom——

Kassel College, the vice-principal is lamenting the convenience of modern technology.

"Modern technology is so great! It was not easy to slay a dragon in the past. You would have to carry a rifle loaded with alchemical bullets and ride on a horse for days and nights, and you might not be able to pinpoint the location of the dragon's lair."

The vice-principal poured the wine.

"Now, just drink some wine and wait for the explosion to end."

"Come on, Mingfei, come on, let me tell you that slaying a dragon is not difficult."

The vice-principal clinked glasses with Xiaolu, who was at a loss.

Then, drink it all in one gulp.

"Tsk tsk, good wine, good wine. Angers, this old slut, really has good taste."

The vice-principal's volume was normal for the first half of the sentence, but the second half turned into a whisper.

Others in the command room may not know what he said, but Xiaolu, who was close at hand, could hear it clearly.

Xiaolu classmate is holding a wine glass. It doesn’t matter whether he drinks or not.

"EVA, pass on the scene footage and tell Angers to hurry up and don't let anyone take the things away when the time comes."

Fortunately, the vice-principal didn't care whether the kid drank or not. Although he spoke authentic Chinese, he had not learned the culture of the wine table.

As long as he didn't stop him from drinking, he didn't care about anything else.

Hmm. My own son counts for half a thing.

The display screen in the control room blurred for a few times, and a picture of the scene with low definition was transmitted.

But this is the highest resolution video data collected by EVA from warships near the sea area, fighter jets evacuating to distant locations, and satellite surveillance.

Wait until the vice principal takes another sip of wine.

He looked up unsteadily.

puff--

Lu Mingfei, who was on the opposite side, had a look of resentment on his face.

The vice-principal sprayed all the red wine on him.

But that's not the point. The point is, that dragon,

Still alive! ! !

The Sword of Damocles plunged straight into the Sea of ​​Japan, piercing through the newly frozen giant ice. Wild waves rose into the sky, and then fell into heavy rain!

In a few minutes, a wave of waves will reach Tokyo.

Six swords of Damocles, the strength of six small nuclear bombs, plus the alchemical matrix attached to them.

Logically speaking, this should be enough to kill any resurrected monarch.

However, that dragon is still alive!

The crimson scales on the whole body opened and closed in sequence from front to back, making the sound of metal collision. The face full of bony protrusions carried the majesty of a monarch.

He looked down at the ocean, like a monarch inspecting his territory, and his golden pupils were filled with flame-like light, like a mirror reflecting fire.

The red dragon flaps its wings, and every time it flaps, it can set off a wave of heat.

The elements were rioting. He closed his eyes. It seemed that with just a little effort, he could wake up the dragons sleeping all over the world.

The original Luke was the Dragon King with the power of the first generation species.

With the fusion of many of Luke's abilities, he can even easily defeat the resurrected White King.

However, he has no authority of his own.

The authority over bronze and fire was always in the hands of Constantine and Norton.

Even though the two brothers have "died for love" now, the authority has not fallen to him.

The eight monarchs are the creations of the Black King, and their authority is also given by the Black King.

Luke is an outsider. If he wants to gain power, he can only completely devour another monarch.

Like, this is it now.

With a thought, the black sun slowly rotated, swallowing the air at an astonishing speed and setting off a fierce hurricane.

In an instant, the entire sky changed color.

"Huh, I thought we were going to have an affair here."

The little devil patted his chest, looking very scared.

Chilong just glanced at him and said nothing more.

Lu Mingze did what an ally should do.

In this case, he slightly changed his mind.

The black sun continued to expand, and the wind direction of the entire sea area was changed in an instant, and the sea water was swept up by the strong wind, heading towards the black sun disk.

But when the seawater approached the sun, it was instantly evaporated by the terrifying high temperature.

"go!"

The black sun is like a moving black hole, constantly enveloping everything around it and rushing straight towards the group of fighter jets in the distance.

The pilot was shocked.

"Request to retreat! Request to retreat!"

"Pull up to increase speed!"

"OMG!"

But it was too late, or rather, they were too slow.

Black Sun's movement speed seems to be very slow, but in fact, every time it moves, the gravitational field is constantly expanding.

Until it pulled back a group of fighter jets traveling at the speed of sound.

They can't run away.

The word spirits of the White King's lineage are the words spirits produced in the realm of "spirit".

Fire, gravity, and cutting are just superficial features.

"Spiritual" locking is an unavoidable attack.

Just like Odin's Gungunir.

Will be in!

The black sun shrank suddenly, and the suddenly increased gravity pulled all the fighters over.

But before it even got close to the black sun, the body was already deformed by the high temperature.

Damn it! What the hell kind of monster is this? !

The pilot cursed inwardly.

But the next moment, his vision dimmed and he became the 'nourishment' of Black Sun.

When the black sun expanded to its limit, the black-red wind blocked the entire sky, and the fighters and the sea fell into the vortex.

The black sun collapsed!

The storm with the black sun as the eye rolled up a hundred-meter-high tide, and the circular tide circle rushed towards the black sun.

The sea was surging, and thousands of wild wolves were raised, like the roar of the sea god.

At this point, the American fighter group was completely wiped out.

The red dragon that swallowed the white king was more powerful than the white king.

The little devil smiled on the surface, but in fact he was sweating in his heart.

No one knew Luke's abnormality better than him.

As the previous black king, Lu Mingze knew very well to what extent the power of dragons could be exerted.

Like Luke's relaxed performance now, he has seen the "shadow of the king".

This guy, is he going to turn against him?

The little devil looked at the red dragon that turned the world upside down as soon as he opened his eyes, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

He created a new king with his own hands, intending to completely destroy the old king.

But if the old king is not dead yet and he is executed by the new king first, it would be a big joke.

Fortunately, Luke did not lose his mind due to the increased power.

The White King made up for his lack of authority, but only made his means and bloodline purified by one (hundred million) points.

But Luke knew it in his heart.

This little power can only fight against the native dragons in the Dragon Clan World.

If he was thrown into the Saint Seiya or Marvel world, it is estimated that any random character would be killed by a fart.

At the same time, in Cassel's command room.

Crack——

The glass fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

"Vice Principal, what should we do next?"

Lu Mingfei asked cautiously.

It's not that he has never experienced the resurrection of the Dragon King. At the beginning, he didn't feel much, and Old Tang was crushed into ashes by the little devil and the academy.

But now this kind of harmless space-based weapon, a terrifying existence that can destroy an entire fighter group with a big move.

Do they really want to fight?

Kassel Academy: I fight Luke?

The vice-president's face twitched.

"EVA, connect to Angers."

Beep beep beep

After a series of blind phone calls, the other party answered the phone.

"Hello, Flamel, what's the matter?"

"Run! Angers! Dragon! There's a dragon!"

The vice-president shouted with all his strength.

Lu Mingfei didn't know whether the principal was deaf or not, but now he felt that he was going deaf.

Beijing subway, Nibelungen.

A solemn dragon opened its golden eyes on the thick rock wall.

"Sister, you are late."

The dragon said in a low voice like a king.

He looked like a reptile ancient dragon in the West, but his deep and ancient beauty surpassed all reptiles.

"Yeah, I am late. Sister went to buy potato chips for Fenrir. Please forgive me."

The smart elf-like girl comforted her like a child.

This should be considered an insult to the huge ancient dragon.

However, Fenrir obviously likes this "insult".

"Sister is right, sister is the best sister!"

Fenrir's eyes became brighter.

Like a big cat seeing a ball of yarn.

The girl called sister by the ancient dragon sighed.

She handed the potato chips to the ancient dragon, raised her head, and looked at the familiar Nibelungen.

Is that guy really Luke?