Chapter 229 The Noble Phantasm of Dragon Slaying

The dense fog formed by Silent Hill is boiling and rolling, as if something is brewing.

In a sense, the first stage of the Trial of the Iron Throne has truly ended.

The ritual of changing authority in mysticism is actually very simple. After a high-ranking person starts the trial, the challenger, or hero, goes through dangers and kills the dragon, and finally gets all the treasures belonging to the dragon.

There is a little devil coming to start the trial. With his status, there is probably no one in the world who is more suitable than him.

All the previous events were preparations for the next slaying of the evil dragon.

Use the second ring of trials to weaken the power of the bronze subjects.

Use the third ring of trials, the battle royale that just ended, to find a hero who can challenge the dragon.

Although both Little Devil and Lu Mingfei knew who this trial was held from the beginning and the identity of the challenger was self-evident, the ceremony did not think so. Only those who meet the requirements of the ceremony can obtain the name of "hero" and have the ability to Qualifications to challenge the Iron Throne.

Just talking about qualifications, titles, etc. will feel very vain. Let's explain it this way, it is similar to the protection in some fantasy works, or the blessing of heaven, the son of the plane, the end of fate, etc., etc., that is A guy who can do things that he couldn't do with his true ability, and achieve goals that he couldn't do with his original self.

The hero in Trial of the Iron Throne refers to such a kind of existence.

There were similar rituals in ancient times, where a large number of people were locked in cages and killed, and the person who survived in the end was the strongest warrior.

He will carry the will of the dead and move on.

The same applies to the battle royale. When Lu Mingfei became the last person to survive, a hero was born and protection came. The mixed-race species who had fought in the other world before, their faith and bravery, their blood and lives, were reflected in the ceremony. Collision and intertwining under the rules of orbit, precipitation and sublimation, the symbol of hero is about to be brewed.

In order for his brother to achieve his goal without any accidents and obtain the power of the Iron Throne, God knows how many times Lu Mingze sat on it. He first used the tasks in the second ring to weaken the Bronze Subjects, and then used the tasks in the third ring to strengthen Lu Mingze's position. Mingfei provided protection, and as time went by, Lu Mingfei's final winning rate naturally increased significantly.

Of course, plans can never keep up with changes.

What's more, the person who caused the change was Lu Mingfei. It would have been anyone else. Lu Mingze didn't mind swiping away a few bugs, but that was his brother. Well, it was really hard to do.

The purpose of weakening the bronze vassal was in vain. Although Lu Mingfei looked very confident, the little devil was still a little worried. It was not that he doubted whether Lu Mingfei could fulfill his promise. His brother must have made a promise that is hard to keep. Since He said that if he could fight, then he could definitely fight. The little devil was just a little worried about Lu Mingfei's condition. He knew that his brother had a weird way to gain powerful power in a short period of time, but the price he paid afterwards was also terrifying. In a few months He was in a coma because of this before. That time it was because of the bronze mask that helped his brother offset the cost. Now there is no such useful thing. If Lu Mingfei can't think of it again, the enemy is the bronze subject headed by the next generation. In order to seize With such a goal as victory, with the character Lu Mingfei showed now, Lu Mingze would not be surprised no matter what he did.

Fortunately, Lu Mingfei was promoted.

He remembered that after the body refining, he should be called non-human.

Lu Mingfei occasionally lectures the little devil about martial arts, just like an elder brother telling stories to his younger brother. In the past few months, at the base of the wall in Laojing Lane, on the roof of the building in the evening, the clock tower in Kassel, and the Norton Hall The highest, they often meet and chat, it is the kind of scene that makes you laugh uncontrollably whenever you think about it.

The sunset is also very warm.

Lu Mingze thought this way and hummed a tune happily. The treasure phantom nurtured by the thick fog finally took shape. It was a sword, similar to the style of a knight's sword, with gold, silver and purple. Three gems representing the sun, moon and stars were inlaid in sequence. On the sword, the luxurious appearance contains the power of the ocean tide.

Legendary heroes always use swords to slay dragons. Such stories are not groundless. The best illustration is the precious phantom condensed from rituals.

This sword has inherited the destiny of slaying dragons, and the holder will receive all-round protection. It is more agile than a cheetah, more ferocious than a lion, more beautiful than an eagle's gaze, and more powerful than an elephant.

And when the hero holds this sword, he will be able to more clearly detect the weaknesses of dragons, making it a true dragon-slaying weapon.

The dark red blade is obscure and mottled, which are the irreversible traces caused by the corrosive dragon's blood. This is the proof of the hero transformed by destiny. It is a treasure that assists the hero in completing the great cause of slaying the dragon. In ancient times, this sword could be summoned. Ritual rituals are classified as the highest secret of hybrids, and the only other legendary alchemy tools of the same status are the Abraham Bloodline Contract and the Dead Sea Script.

Unfortunately, time is merciless, and too many stories and knowledge have been lost over the years. Hybrids have long lost the ritual of summoning dragon-slaying weapons, leaving only specious heroic stories handed down.

It is not that descendants have not tried to trace back history. Their ancestors were active on the battlefield of dragon slaying. It was an era before the rise of science. The only weapon in the hands of hybrids was alchemy, but alchemy can really accomplish great things like killing the next generation. What? Twenty-first-century hybrids are skeptical.

Everyone knows that the knowledge of alchemy has been lost. Some scholars even pessimistically believe that the level of modern alchemy may not be as good as that of a former alchemy apprentice. At least in the past alchemy inheritance, there is no one who can master a few simple runes. This kind of ridiculous thing, just take a look at what Cassel’s alchemy class teaches. It is the highest institution in the mixed-race world. After you saw a few Cassel juniors scratching their heads over a simple alchemy matrix, , you will also be disappointed with the modern alchemical inheritance.

But for a hybrid species, the knowledge of alchemy, which is extremely precious, is only as great as one plus one equals two for an immortal species, a being as great as a god.

Lu Mingze stared at the dragon-slaying treasure. This weapon seemed to bring back his memories. Humans are really a strange race. Their lives are so fragile. A hundred years are just a few generations, and the flames can take away their lives. Life, floods and earthquakes are also diseases. If you fall from the sky, you will die. Once you die, you will have nothing. You will not cocoon or return.

But such a fragile and short life can create all kinds of miracles. Their individuals may die easily, but their thoughts and traces of living in this world will remain in various forms. Students are the continuation of teachers, and children are parents. The patient is the continuation of the doctor, and everyone is the continuation of the entire civilization.

In fact, dragons also have the weaknesses and so-called bad qualities that human beings have. As for dragons' desire to kill, don't humans also have the kind of murderers who have no regard for life?

In Lu Mingze's view, the biggest difference between humans and dragons is not the desire to kill, nor the difference between the paths of alchemy and science.

But time.

Short-lived species envy the long life of long-lived species. In their fantasy, if they can live for a thousand years, they can fulfill all their dreams, travel to every corner of the world, read all the books, taste delicious food from all over the world, and interact with every interesting person. The souls meet each other by chance, and embrace each other under the moon.

But what about loneliness?

Short-lived species can never understand the pain of long-lived species.

The kind of loneliness that suffocates you like a sea.

How huge is it?

It is even so huge that it is passed down through the bloodline to every descendant like a curse.

That is, Blood Mourning.

You will see with your own eyes what you love, what you cherish, what you hate, what you miss, leave you.

Saying goodbye again and again, there is no end.

Because you won't die.

This is the sorrow of immortality.

Only those who have experienced it can understand the loneliness that has nowhere to go.

So dragons need something to anchor their spirits.

Or loyalty to the monarch.

Or attachment to loved ones.

Or the desire for power.

They have to be paranoid.

Because people who are not paranoid have already chosen to sleep in the long years.

Who can bear to say goodbye again and again?

Lu Mingze's golden eyes lit up, and he spoke majestically. It was the language of dragons, and it was also the key they used to communicate with the world, through which great beings gave orders to the world.

This is exactly what the little devil is doing at this moment.

He gave the order, and the sword of the Noble Phantasm turned into mist again. Even the greatest alchemist master in the history of hybrids must be stunned at this. There are actually people who can deny the crystallization of rituals. This is beyond alchemy. Although in the eyes of ordinary people, alchemy is simply a miracle, it is not. Beneath the seemingly miraculous appearance of alchemy are principles that are as rigorous as gear meshes. Because they don’t understand them, they feel mysterious. Just like in the eyes of primitive people, mobile phones and Airplanes are also like miracles. They are actually the use of certain principles.

The real miracle is unreasonable and arbitrary. He said that there should be light, and then there was light. There was no reason, just because he wanted to, so it was like this.

Of course, Lu Mingze has definitely not reached the level of omniscience and omnipotence.

There is no omniscient and omnipotent person in this world.

He just does whatever he wants within his realm.

Small limit, do whatever you want with boundaries.

This is authority.

The little devil smiled softly, like a painter sketching the silhouette of a church in the sunset amidst the crowds of people. A large number of white doves fluttered up, and he held a pen.

The new Noble Phantasm gradually took shape under his hands.

That was what he prepared for his brother, and it belonged exclusively to Lu Mingfei, the proof of heroism.

The moment the last stroke fell, the thick fog filled the outline outlined by the dotted line, and a new treasure was about to be born. It was an instrument that had never appeared in the history of dragon slaying. It was not a sword or a crown.

The Noble Phantasm takes shape, the dense fog clears, and the mission of Silent Hill ends here.

Lu Mingze released the last control.

The other world overlaps with this world.

He cast his gaze in a certain direction.

There is a slowly burning yellow charm.

"Are you leaving?"

The little devil's eyes flickered.

What kind of technology is this? It can actually be connected to the rituals he arranged. No wonder Luo Nu was not discovered before. She is different from other hybrids. Including Lu Mingfei, all the hybrids who came to participate in the Iron Throne Trial are real. He arrived at Centralia, and then his spirit was led to Silent Hill in the other world through the effect of the ritual.

Luo Nu is not. Her body is still somewhere in the world, a place that even Lu Mingze cannot find. She used some special technology to connect to Lu Mingze's ritual, which is like smuggling. The method broke into the third ring of the trial.

Lu Mingze could sense that the principle behind Luo Nu's stowaway journey was to pursue the anchor point and then arrive.

As for what is her anchor?

The little devil glanced at Lu Mingfei, who seemed to be sleeping.

I came after my brother.

Who are you?

In fact, Lu Mingze just had the opportunity to catch the traces of Luo Nu's departure and chased her all the way.

After all, someone was burning yellow talismans in front of him. It would be too strange for Lu Mingze not to notice such an obvious action.

But the little devil just didn't chase.

Because Lu Mingfei is still transforming.

Refining the body becomes inhuman, and supernatural powers arise spontaneously.

When the inner world overlapped with the outer world, Lu Mingfei returned, and his true cultivation began to improve at the same time.

The miracle is about to be born. Even if Lu Mingze knows nothing about martial arts, he can still see how critical his brother's state is at this moment. With every minute, every second and every breath, this young man is getting stronger. That is a leap in the level of life. , after becoming non-human, warriors will completely break the mundane prison and go to a brand new world.

Perhaps before, Lu Mingfei said that he could deal with the subjects of bronze and fire, so he was prepared to pay the price.

That's different now.

The little devil is looking forward to what heights Lu Mingfei will reach after his transformation is completed.

And when the time comes, my brother can't wait to cooperate with the hero's certificate he prepared. The army led by the next generation, I hope you can make your brother have a good time.

Of course, how could such a grand event be without an audience?

Lu Mingze thought with interest.

I wonder who those lucky ones will be?

…………

Henkel picked up the revolver named Destiny.

The shrunken hand with age spots formed a sharp contrast with the handicraft-like alchemy tool.

The old man stared at his weapon as if he were looking at his lover.

"That's right."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Henkel nodded and took back the revolver.

"How strange, my old man."

Angers bit his cigar and looked at him condescendingly.

"You gave your gun to your junior, but you forgot to give him the key to awaken the living spirit. Why, are you already this old?"

"Who knows?"

Henkel said indifferently.

"Rather than this kind of thing, you might as well care about your own students. It seems that the S-class one is still in the town and hasn't come out yet."

Half an hour ago, the hybrids participating in the Iron Throne Trial suddenly appeared outside the town. The field team on standby finally came into use, but their job changed from fire coverage to battlefield first aid.

The Camarilla and the Supreme Council jointly presided over the aftermath. They confirmed the identity of each half-breed, compared them one by one, and finally found that only one person was missing.

Lu Mingfei.

Apparently, he's still in town.

And that town remains inaccessible.

"S-level, that's a warrior who can make people trust him and leave everything to him. I believe in him."

Angers said.