Chapter 354: Come to the rescue!!!
Inside the Bronze City, a slender figure staggered along, like a baby who had just learned to walk, calling out softly for his brother, longing for a response.
However, the magnificent palace remained silent, with only his empty footsteps echoing lonely among the bronze columns, and every footstep set off a hollow echo.
The Bronze City, or the real Baidi City, started to operate again because of the awakening of its master. The entire bronze wall split apart, and millions of cubic meters of air escaped from the gaps with a scream. The huge bronze components rotated and docked like a Rubik's Cube, and the entire palace was deforming and reorganizing.
Countless bronze gears meshed and rotated, emitting the majestic roar of ancient machinery. In just a few breaths, the cocoon that was originally buried deep in the core of the Bronze City was moved to the top of the Bronze City.
At this moment, as long as you pass through the deep corridor outside, you can face the boiling river water above.
Constantine stepped forward, and the door of the bedroom opened automatically, revealing a corridor leading to the outside world.
Just as he was about to take a step forward, a huge wave of sadness came over him, as if thousands of knives were piercing his heart at the same time, or as if the weight of the entire world suddenly pressed down on his shoulders.
His thin legs suddenly lost strength, and Constantine staggered and almost fell to the ground. He held on to the huge bronze door with both hands, and his light golden eyes were suddenly filled with deep sadness.
He seemed to have sensed something, and tears flowed uncontrollably, streaking across his pale yet hideous cheeks.
"elder brother!"
Realizing that his brother might have met with an accident, the weakness in his eyes disappeared, and he turned his sadness into strength and stood up again. His originally staggering steps instantly became as strong and powerful as a lion or tiger, and every time his feet covered with scales landed, there was a resounding sound of metal clashing.
The Bronze City seemed to have sensed his anger, and the speed of its collapse and reconstruction became faster and faster, stirring the rocks and soil above it and constantly breaking them apart, making the river water more turbulent and turbid.
On the Yangtze River, a research vessel was speeding along at full speed. The Zhou family representative pulled out his ringing satellite phone and realized it was Zhou Minhao calling. He immediately answered the call:
"Minhao, where have you been? Why are you so slow in getting something?!"
"Bronze City has been found. The situation is urgent. Team, return quickly!"
"Norton?" The Zhou family representative paused, looking back at the surging white waves chasing after him, and gritted his teeth and said:
"Norton's still after me! Damn it!"
At this time, they had run nearly a kilometer, but they still could not widen the distance with Norton. The beast seemed to be deliberately teasing them, playing a game of cat and mouse, and driving them to flee in a panic.
Caesar frowned, feeling that the Barrett sniper rifle in his hand was no different from a fire poker. No matter how powerful the bullet was, it would quickly lose its kinetic energy when it hit the water and could not hurt the Dragon King hiding in the water at all.
"We are running so fast, can Lu Mingfei and the others catch up with us?" Ye Sheng had recovered some strength at this time. He left Jiude Aki's arms and looked at the waves of the Yangtze River behind him, which were getting higher and higher, with a worried look on his face.
His worry at the moment was not entirely a disguise. After all, he was the one who knew the entire process from the White King's resuscitation to his cremation. This mischievous dragon under the river, who was like a cat playing with a mouse, had no dignity of a Dragon King at all and was most likely just a stinky gatekeeper.
Although it was embarrassing that they couldn't defeat a lousy gatekeeper, if Lu Mingfei happened to run into the real boss when he rushed over and was fighting with Norton and couldn't rush to rescue him in time, then wouldn't they really die here in the absence of heavy firepower?
Upon hearing this, the Zhou family representative's anger faded slightly, and he said calmly, "Zhou Minhao has already arrived with our Zhou family's treasure, the Dragon-Severing Platform. It's a dragon-slaying weapon no less powerful than the Seven Deadly Sins."
Broken Dragon Platform?
The name sounded intimidating. Ye Sheng had never heard of the legend of this thing, but he knew that it must be extraordinary to have such a name. He felt a little relieved. "When will Brother Zhou arrive?"
The Zhou family representative wiped the water off his face and said, "Very soon."
"How fast is soon?" Ye Sheng noticed that his expression was not right.
The Zhou family representative turned around, ready to throw another fireball to heat up the Yangtze River. "It's almost here. His car broke down on the road, so he 'borrowed' a motorcycle to get here."
Ye Sheng: “…”
Why does this plot seem familiar? It seems that during the Wushan Operation, Lu Mingfei was riding a motorcycle and singing, and he came to the rescue at the critical moment, and almost shot him to death after that.
However, before he could complain, he heard a deafening, inhuman roar coming from the road behind him. It was filled with heart-wrenching sorrow and anger. At that moment, it seemed as if the flow of the entire Yangtze River had stagnated.
Everyone looked back in horror, only to see a column of water several dozen feet high suddenly explode from the surface of the river below Baidi Mountain, and the bright white steam spread out in all directions like a nuclear explosion shock wave.
In an instant, the entire mountain was engulfed by billowing steam, as if the end of the world had come.
Oh no, that’s the real Dragon King!
This is fake!
Everyone realized this, but it was too late.
The sickle-tailed weasel released by Caesar was blown away by the strong wind. The scream sent back by the wind monster before it dissipated almost made his brain crash. He staggered back, blood oozing from his ears, but he still stared at the world behind him shrouded in steam.
The river water in the distance was boiling and bubbling at a speed visible to the naked eye. Countless fish and shrimps that had no time to escape floated to the surface and were instantly cooked and eaten.
"roar--!!!"
Along with the earth-shaking roar, a figure with golden flames burning all over his body broke out of the water.
Constantine's scaly and armored body stretched out, and every flap of his membranous wings with a wingspan of more than ten meters brought up a hot wave of foehn wind. The dragon horns on his head were as majestic as a crown, and his body was flowing with a lava-like luster.
The pair of bloodshot golden eyes swept across the river and instantly locked onto the small island a thousand meters away.
Although there was a shadow blocking his view, it was still not as bright as the sunlight. Constantine saw the scene with great clarity, which made him want to tear his eyes out.
I saw in the distance that a bastard human pierced my brother's chest with a sword and extracted his blood by unknown means. My brother's eyes were already dazed and he was on the verge of death. The weight of his entire body was pressed on the bone sword that pierced through his body, so he did not fall to the ground.
"elder brother--!!!"
Extreme anger overwhelmed his mind, and he roared to the heavens and earth:
"Regicide, you... deserve to die!"
Constantine's voice was no longer human language, but a physical shock wave carrying the power of dragon characters. The river water splashing along the way was directly vaporized by this roar, forming a white mist channel.
Amid the shrill sound of dragon wings cutting through the sky, Constantine turned into a golden meteor, and his flaming dragon body flew across a distance of hundreds of meters in an instant.
Wherever he passed, the air twisted and burned, the river surface automatically parted, and violent gale raged, stirring up scorching waves. The terrifying high temperature boiled all the river water along the way.
His face was ferocious, his claws were like knives, and he rushed forward with a strong force of flames, vowing to tear the human who dared to hurt his brother into pieces!
However, facing the furious Brother Long, Lu Mingfei did not even turn his head, still maintaining the posture of piercing Old Tang with his sword, until Constantine rushed in front of him with the momentum of burning the sky and boiling the sea, and the high temperature ignited the trees on the shore, then he casually raised his left hand and slapped him with his backhand.
"Snap"
A slap that resounded through heaven and earth.
This was not a simple physical blow. The moment Lu Mingfei swung his hand, the Word Spirit·Judgment had already turned into a torrent of destruction and rushed out. Visible wrinkles appeared in the entire space. The shock wave formed when the air was compressed to the extreme by the power of judgment was released without reservation in this small space!
Poor Brother Long's face was twisted and deformed, the scales on his face were shattered, and his hideous body flew out backwards like a flat pebble, skipping and tumbling along the way he came, looking in a miserable state!
“BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!”
The Dragon King's body created a series of water splashes with a diameter of more than three meters on the surface of the river. Every impact was like a thunderclap. Finally, when it hit the foot of Baidi Mountain, the entire mountain seemed to tremble!
The collapsed rocks and trees fell into the river like raindrops, splashing large amounts of water, as if offering a salute to the king's burial.
On the shore, Lu Mingfei slowly withdrew his hand, but did not even look back. He continued to work hard to maintain the Saha world, madly giving Lao Tang explosive soldiers and weapons, and by the way, replenishing the blood that had been released!
At this time, the bronze dragon standing in the center of the map was already scarred and no longer had the domineering aura it had when it first appeared. However, the surrounding coalition forces of the three races of humans, gods and insects still did not stop their offensive. The only sounds left in the world were the torrent of steel, the roar of the Protoss' artillery fire, and the overwhelming charge of the Zerg's flying dragons.
"How can we lose this time when the dragon is riding on our face?!" Old Tang stood at the rear of the three-tribe coalition army, looking at the bronze and fire kings who were unable to withstand the conquest in the distance, as well as the weapons, troops and buildings that were constantly being refreshed, his smile gradually became perverted.
Damn, this is the feeling of cheating, how can it be so cool?
Although he knew cheating was shameful, Old Tang still couldn't help but say, I don't have a mother!
The happy Ronald Don and the miserable Norton fought till the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dim, and the terrain was about to change. However, they didn't know that there was a poor child in the outside world who was extremely anxious about their situation. He was so anxious that his eyes were wide open and he gave up all his previous cowardice.
"boom--!"
The crumbling rock face on the shore suddenly exploded, sending debris flying like bullets. Constantine slowly rose from the smoke and dust, dragon blood dripping down his hideous visor, burning black holes in the scorching rock.
His golden eyes, burning with anger, were fixed on the figure a thousand meters away. The damned human still maintained the posture of holding the sword with one hand and piercing his brother, as if he had just casually driven away an annoying flying insect.
He gritted his teeth, flapped his wings behind him, and his slightly disheveled body rose into the air again. However, he did not rush forward to snatch his brother back. Instead, he condensed the fire elements between heaven and earth, and generated a ball of royal flame above his head that was like the scorching sun.
Just as the Junyan, which was as big as a heavy truck, was about to explode and launch an indiscriminate attack, Lu Mingfei seemed to sense something. He turned his head slightly, looked at the flaming figure in the air, stretched out his free hand, and casually snapped his fingers:
"No glues (enemies can't cast magic)!"
These words sounded like the voice of the great Dao. The moment they came out, the lingering Jun Yan instantly dissipated, as if extinguished by an invisible giant hand. Only the turbulent flow of scattered fire elements remained between heaven and earth.
Constantine stared at the empty space above him with an incredulous look in his eyes. Unconvinced, he once again controlled the chaotic fire elements and pointed at the woods on the shore, which had been mostly burned, and shouted:
"Black Flame Prison!"
Pitch-black flames burst out from the void, a world-destroying fire that could even burn souls.
The flames transformed into countless hideous chains, which shot out simultaneously from the water, the ground, and even the air, trying to completely devour Lu Mingfei. But just as the chains were about to close to form a black prison—
"Cancel!"
There was another crisp snap of fingers, accompanied by Lu Mingfei's light shout, and all the black flames were instantly extinguished.
They are not extinguished, but are directly "rejected" by some higher being, as if they had never existed.
Seeing this, Constantine's dragon wings unconsciously folded, realizing that the person in front of him was definitely not human, and was most likely a being of the same level as him and his brother, or even higher. However, he could not recognize who the other person was.
But he didn't care, he just wanted to save his brother. Since the elemental attack didn't work and the elemental power was ineffective, he would return to the most primitive fight!
My brother once said that in the battle between kings, the only way to end it is with blood!
Reaching down, he caught a bronze sword case that broke through the water. The sword case popped open, and he pulled out a nearly two-meter-long saber from it. Fury!
Dragon blood dripped, and with just a casual wave of his hand, the saber extended to eight meters, just like Murasame after the alchemy matrix was released, but the power it carried was far greater than the Night Killing Flame Demon Sword.
The furious blade was emitting a dark red blood light, and every swing was accompanied by a shrill dragon roar. Constantine held the long sword across his body, fully stretched his dragon wings, and then flapped his wings and disappeared.
It's not teleportation, but the speed is so fast that it is difficult to capture with the naked eye.
The rage was so strong that it could split mountains and break peaks as it slashed towards Lu Mingfei's neck. Wherever the blade passed, the space was slightly distorted.
This is a divine dragon-slaying weapon that can cut even the body of a second-generation dragon in half with one stroke. It is the pinnacle of the alchemical skills of the Bronze and Fire Kings. It can even kill the Dragon King with all seven deadly sins!
No matter how arrogant Lu Mingfei was this time, he couldn't really learn Lu Xiaofeng's telepathic finger technique.
"Squeak—"
With a dull thud, the Ama-Kuroku sword was pulled out from Old Tang's chest. Lu Mingfei grabbed his shoulder with one hand and casually flicked his other hand. The white jade bone sword drew a stunning white streak in the night.
“clang!”
The moment the two swords collided, a terrifying shock wave exploded, the ground cracked, and gravel floated in the air. All the grass, water vapor, and smoke within a radius of dozens of meters were crushed into powder!
Under Constantine's incredulous gaze, the sword Ama Murakumo easily blocked the dragon's continuous and furious roar. He could even feel that this white jade bone sword of unknown origin was sharper than the alchemical artifact forged by his brother with all his efforts!
The terrifying force was transmitted from the sword Ame no Murakumo. Constantine had an accelerated inertial momentum. This sword should have split the mountains and split the seas, but Lu Mingfei did not move at all. Even the wrist holding the sword did not tremble at all. On the contrary, he was blown away by this irresistible force.
The newly revived Dragon Brother flew backwards like a rag doll, his wings fluttering violently. He finally managed to steady himself and stared intently at the calm and composed unknown creature.
"Who are you?"
Hearing this, Lu Mingfei thought it was time for a verbal attack. He casually made a sword flower, pointing the Ame-no-Kume sword at the ground. He was about to introduce himself, but he saw a large moth floating in the sky with a fierce look on its face:
"Never mind, it's not important!"
"My brother is already injured, and I don't care about your background!"
Constantine suddenly pulled out a Tang sword from the sword box behind him. The blade was as red as blood, with dragon patterns wrapped around it. Its name was Jealousy!
But he was in no rush to attack again. Instead, he looked down at his own slender and frail body. A trace of violent anxiety flashed in his golden eyes: "This body... is too weak..."
Glancing at the dying Old Tang again, he gritted his teeth and shouted, raising his head and uttering a majestic dragon roar:
“Jair! Samson!! Help me!!!!”
(End of this chapter)
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