Chapter 312 Civilized War

Lu Mingfei listened to the piano sound resounding in the spiritual network.

The girl's figure seemed to appear in front of her.

He laughed.

"You're awake."

The current state of the psychic network is very special.

No one who is qualified knows this technology better than Lu Mingfei.

But even he couldn't explain how Eri did it.

Crossing oceans and land, and even though the architect of the spiritual network has fallen asleep, he can still join the network without his consent.

Perhaps Eri is the real genius.

After listening to it for a while, the girl repeated the melodious melody over and over again.

Lu Mingfei could hear the girl's longing in this melodious music.

"I have to do something too."

He first took back the dominance of the psychic network.

Before, this network had actually been silent, and it was only through Eri Yi that it could wake up.

"Let me see, where am I?"

Memories of the past gradually become clearer.

"Yes, I was eaten."

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

"But if I was eaten, what am I now?"

He lowered his head and stretched out his hands, which were translucent and fluorescent hands.

Blessing to the soul.

"I am... a spiritual body."

Lu Mingfei looked around at the darkness.

"If you guessed it correctly, this is the dragon's body."

"etc."

"I always feel like I've seen it somewhere before."

"This strange feeling of familiarity..."

Lu Mingfei pondered.

"I remembered!"

"It's the spiritual space when linking to the mecha!"

That's right. Lu Mingfei compared it before and after and determined that this was a similar boundary.

"But, it's strange..."

Lu Mingfei frowned.

"Why is this so?"

"Why are the mental space of the mecha and the body of the dragon so similar?"

The words of the extraordinary dragon beast sounded again.

"Where do you think your spiritual talent comes from?"

"Those who are qualified are descendants of gods."

In the past, Lu Mingfei did not take these two sentences to heart. He was not a scientist or a researcher, and he did not have the curiosity to get to the bottom of the casserole. Lu Mingfei was just a soldier, and it was his responsibility to be the first to defend the country.

Now, he was suddenly thinking.

What is the relationship between ancient civilizations with mechas and qualified people, and dragons?

Speaking of which, speaking of mechas, where is his Dark Lord?

Lu Mingfei looked around. There was nothing within the range that the fluorescent light could illuminate, and outside the fluorescent light, there was boundless darkness.

Looking for a random direction and walking for a while, Lu Mingfei bumped into an invisible wall and rubbed his nose. He fumbled and found that there were invisible walls on all sides. No, maybe not just four sides. Lu Mingfei was thoughtful. He lowered his head and raised his head again, probably up and down.

In other words, he was trapped in a cube made of invisible walls.

He sat on the ground and thought hard.

I can't find the mecha, nor can I find any other humans, so there is no way to stay trapped like this.

The song in the spiritual network is still flying.

Gradually soothe his mood.

That’s right, the Mind Network!

Lu Mingfei knew what to do.

Close your eyes and calm down.

This is a network set up by Lu Mingfei, so he knows very well that a qualified person cannot join on his own, but must be assisted by mechas. The same is true for Eli Yi, although he doesn’t know how she managed to cross thousands of mountains. Water, but Lu Mingfei could not distinguish the frequency band characteristics of Karma Fire Red Lotus from the network. Obviously, Huiliyi used Karma Fire Red Lotus as a springboard.

So, what about him?

Since Lu Mingfei was able to gain dominance over the psychic network after waking up, it represented the existence of the Dark Lord. He must still maintain a spiritual link with this mecha. However, he himself had no idea what the link was. forget.

Fortunately, he could also perform reverse inference through the spiritual network. According to the signal feedback, Lu Mingfei grabbed the line in the dark and went upstream. Finally, he found it.

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, partly surprised and partly confused, and looked at his left chest, his heart, complicatedly.

Just kidding!

Why is the signal source of the Dark Lord here!

He put his hand on his left chest, feeling the beating of his heart inside.

Once again, I remembered the words that the qualified person is a god.

It's really suspicious.

What is even stranger than the identity of the qualified person is that the mecha is the heart of the qualified person.

Those who are qualified, mechas, gods, and dragons...

Vaguely, it seemed that he was about to touch a certain reality.

A vast ancient scene unfolds in front of you.

Lu Mingfei was covered in cold sweat.

He hasn't seen anything yet.

I just feel uncomfortable with heart palpitations.

Forget it, it’s not important.

He has got the key to breaking the situation.

Lu Mingfei laughed.

Make a fist with your right hand, raise your thumb, and tap it hard on your heart.

Lu Mingfei leaned forward suddenly and vomited a breath of turbid air.

The disadvantage is that there is no blood in the spiritual body.

His eyes were bulging and bloodshot.

The heart was stimulated by this and suddenly revived, its beating rhythm became faster and faster, and each time it became heavier than the last.

The unique fluorescence of the spiritual body lights up.

What flows in his veins is not blood, but substantial energy. After the contraction and expansion of the heart, this energy rises and falls, as if there is an ocean tide in his body.

Originally an invisible cube, it slowly lit up, with white light appearing on all six sides, one bright and one dark, echoing the changes in Lu Mingfei's body.

Lu Mingfei, who was suffering tremendous pain, smiled with his eyes.

He heard it.

"Synchronization rate: 78%!"

He awakened the Dark Lord.

Sure enough, Lu Mingfei's judgment was correct. He had always maintained a mental connection with this mecha. The synchronization rate was proof. Starting directly from 78% could explain everything.

"Synchronization rate: 85%!"

"Synchronization rate: 91%!"

"Synchronization rate: 98%!"

Once again, reaching the limit.

No!

Now Lu Mingfei is sure.

A synchronization rate of 98% is not his limit.

It’s okay, it’s okay!

He looked hard at the cubic cage.

You can still break through!

This is a method that can only be used by qualified people who have a synchronization rate of 98%, are in the body of a dragon, and can still stay awake.

This is possible only if the above three conditions are met.

The last two percentage points.

He wants to eat this dragon.

Especially now, the last or maybe even the only chance.

The dragon has not yet awakened.

Still in a state of sleepwalking chaos.

A synchronization rate of 98% is the step to ascend to the throne of God.

And if he wants to be crowned, he has to take the initiative.

Transform into a dragon.

He stood at the door of becoming a god.

At this time, countless insights came to my mind.

Lu Mingfei finally understood.

The so-called mecha is essentially a dragon.

The people of the ancient civilization turned into spiritual bodies, occupied the bodies of dragons, and then turned into human forms.

They use this method to fight dragons.

After the people of the ancient civilization died, they turned into mechas and slept in their tombs, waiting for their descendants with the corresponding bloodline to wake them up.

But, there's a problem.

Since the people of the ancient civilization had won the war, why didn't the dragon that brought the apocalypse turn into a mecha?

Lu Mingfei couldn't figure it out.

He could only guess that maybe the Doomsday White Dragon had something special and could not turn into a mecha, so it could only be sealed.

And now.

The Doomsday White Dragon, whose consciousness is in a state of chaos, is the perfect target.

Undefended.

He can replace it at any time if he wants.

The cube is no longer a cage. It turns into white light and is absorbed by Lu Mingfei, regaining his freedom. Lu Mingfei follows the induction and flies upwards, all the way up. That is the core of the Doomsday White Dragon. Occupying the core, he is the dragon.

In this way, everything will be over.

In the distance, Eriki is still playing the piano.

Lu Mingfei thought about her appearance.

Thinking of the future when the two meet.

future……

He stopped abruptly.

Lu Mingfei suddenly asked himself.

"Then what?"

"I become a dragon, what next?"

Lu Mingfei felt panic from the deepest part of his heart.

What's the point of him occupying the body of the Doomsday White Dragon?

because.

The dragon is still there.

The dragon was not resolved.

The closer he gets to the core, the more information he receives.

The White Dragon of Doom is special.

What is special is its absolute immortality.

As long as the world exists, dragons will exist.

The existence of dragons represents dragon-like pollution.

Even if Lu Mingfei takes his place, he cannot commit suicide and chooses to sleep. Waking up unconscious one day in the future will still bring doom to the world.

This is not a reincarnation that can be ended by just one person's sacrifice.

This is an unsolvable knot.

"You discovered it."

"child."

Lu Mingfei heard an old voice.

He looked around cautiously, and finally looked upward, where was the core of the white dragon.

"who is it!"

"unimportant."

said the old man.

"My name and identity have all been buried with my civilization. They are no longer important."

Lu Mingfei's heart moved.

"Are you from an ancient civilization?"

The old man sighed.

"We tried to end this cycle, but you saw the ending."

"Our civilization is buried in yellow sand."

"All my compatriots have fallen asleep."

"I am the only ghost left to survive."

The old man sighed again.

It's like the wind blowing from the upper reaches of the long river of time, far and far away.

said the old man.

"Child, could you please listen to me?"

"An old guy's story?"

"Um."

Lu Mingfei was solemn.

"My pleasure."

The story begins a long time ago.

About the struggle and death of a civilization.

In fact, Lu Mingfei has almost assembled the puzzle pieces in his hands. There are only a few fragments missing to form a complete picture of this war between ancient civilizations and dragons.

It is obvious that ancient civilizations were more developed than modern humans. They completely inherited the technology of previous civilizations, had inexhaustible clean energy, and science and art flourished.

At the same time, ancient civilizations clearly knew about the prophecies of doomsday. Because of the immediate pressure of life and death, they did not fall into the trap of hedonism. The society as a whole maintained strong vitality, and everyone understood their mission. Especially as the end of the world approached, civilization's Every citizen is ready to fight at any time.

So, the end has come.

The dragons awaken from their slumber. The seal that the previous civilization tried its best to set is ultimately no match for the erosion of the long years.

No problem.

They inherited the baton from the previous civilization and mastered the method of truly killing dragons.

Spiritual body.

In other words, heroic spirits.

Individuals with strong wills in civilization are named heroic spirits. They are born from fighting and are selected from thousands of miles away. Finally, as heroic spirits, they compete with dragons at the soul level.

Naturally, they won.

They took over the bodies of dragons, transformed them into giant humanoid forms, turned their spearheads, and killed the dragons.

This is knowledge inherited from the civilization of the previous generation. The bodies of dragons are extremely powerful, and the most terrifying thing is their vitality. These creatures can even survive in the empty starry sky. The civilization of the previous generation did experiments, and they placed the replenished dragons in the starry sky. For half a century, the instruments showed that the dragons had lost all vital signs and were just a meteorite. However, at the end of the experiment, the dragons that returned to the planet quickly recovered and rekindled the Golden Eyes in just a week.

The previous generation of civilization used their demise to prove that physical destruction of dragons was a dead end.

But they passed on the seeds of hope to the next generation.

That is, ancient civilization.

Since the physical way doesn't work, let's try the mind.

Happily, they succeeded.

Unfortunately, I have to add another word.

almost.

They almost succeeded.

In the beginning, it would take an army of thousands of heroic spirits to restock dragons.

Later, with the help of mechas, a team of five heroic spirits could achieve their goal.

More and more dragons are taking over their bodies and transforming into giant human forms.

Although the ancient civilization paid huge casualties, it was visible to the naked eye that the balance of the war was tilting in their favor.

The number of dragons is decreasing one by one, and the number of mechas is increasing one by one.

Sacrifice is not terrible, as long as there is still hope in the heart.

But what if one day, this last hope is extinguished?

That's the last dragon.

The citizens of ancient civilizations almost celebrated their victory prematurely.

The mecha army and all the heroic spirits were dispatched.

Although almost everyone agrees that this is not necessary.

It's just the last dragon, and it's really overkill to use all the power of civilization.

But the decision-making meeting still voted to pass the action.

Someone with discernment said.

"This, let's just treat it as a military parade."

Yes, a parade.

Civilization demonstrated its great power through this action.

Show off force.

Mechas and heroic spirits all go to the battlefield with this mentality.

Until they saw the last dragon.

Recalling this, the old man remained silent for a long time.

he said painfully.

""This is a nightmare.

All the power of civilization, the mechas that transformed dragons, the heroic spirits who established great achievements, all of them.

All gone.

The old man murmured.

"wrong."

"wrong."

"We were all wrong."

"Since the beginning, not a single dragon has died."

This is the third month after the nightmare battle.

Scholars of ancient civilizations came to a desperate conclusion.

Dragons are immortal.

When the heroic spirit takes over the body, the soul of the dragon is not actually destroyed. This is a way that civilization cannot understand. They gather together and become the white dragon of doom.

This is the most evil and final dragon, and every golden eye on his body represents a dragon soul.

Physics is immortal, and the stars are immortal.

All methods are ineffective against dragons.

At the last moment, it was the consul who stepped forward.

He launched the Ultimate Heroic Spirit Project.

Gather the power of all civilizations to cultivate the most powerful heroic spirits.

Fight to the death with the White Dragon of Doom.

After a long silence, the old man's voice sounded again.

"The final heroic spirit is me."

"I bear the hopes of all my fellow citizens."

"But in the end, I can only take Bailong to sleep together."

"Now, my power is about to run out, and the real white dragon is about to wake up."

"child."

The old man said to Lu Mingfei.

"Can I trust you with everything?"

Lu Mingfei pondered.

The communication efficiency of the spiritual body is very high. He understood what the old man meant. The other party wanted to find a successor to suppress Bailong on his behalf.

Lu Mingfei's thinking was not that he was hesitating whether to sacrifice or not.

Obviously, sealing the white dragon only quenches thirst and delays the end of the world, but it does not really solve the problem.

Bet your hope on the next generation of civilization.

But can the next generation really solve it?

"Can I ask a question?"

"Say it, kid."

"Dragon, what on earth is it?"

The old man pondered, as if he was organizing his words.

"Sorry, I can't give a definite definition."

"Only speculation."

said the old man.

"Our scholars speculate that the dragon is the planet itself."

"Planet?"

"Child, you should know that the development of all civilizations is based on the plunder and development of resources."

"Sometimes it causes irreversible damage to the planet."

"So, the dragon appeared."

"They devour everything, they destroy everything, they pollute everything."

"But everything we're talking about here is about civilization, not the planet."

"In fact, according to the model, if the end of the world really comes, only civilization will disappear, and the planet will return to its original form. You can understand it as rejuvenating."

said the old man.

"Familiar?"

"It's like the planet's self-rejection reaction. We, my civilization, your civilization, are viruses to the planet."

"Dragon, that's why it doesn't die."

"Because they are the rules of this planet."

At this point, the old man's voice gradually became quieter.

He is very tired.

His power is running out.

The old man could feel that Bailong was waking up.

So he asked Lu Mingfei.

"How about it, kid."

"Have you considered?"

"Come on, come on."

"Take my place and suppress this monster."

"Pass on the hope."

The thoughtful Lu Mingfei raised his head.

He looked above thoughtfully.

Look around at the darkness.

Finally, he glanced in a certain direction with nostalgia.

Lu Mingfei let out a breath.

Take a step and stop.

"It's weird."

He said.

"This is a fight between civilization and the planet."

"But you have always placed your hope on a certain heroic individual."

"What about the rest?"

The old man seemed puzzled.

"other people?"

"Kid, what are you talking about?"

"You also said that this is a war between civilization and planet."

"It's war at the highest level."

“What good are ordinary people?”

"Only heroes can bring hope."

"Isn't this the reason why you and I exist?"

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment and shook his head seriously.

"No, it's not."

"I never felt like a hero."

"I am a soldier, a soldier, but not a hero."

"You probably don't know that our civilization has such a saying."

he said to the old man.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire."

The old man murmured in confusion.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire."

Because it is spiritual communication, you can ignore the language barrier and understand each other's meaning directly.

But the old man was still at a loss.

What is a single spark that can start a prairie fire?

This is something that a civilization that firmly believes in heroes saving the world cannot understand.

Lu Mingfei smiled. ,

He opened his arms.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, just watch."

"Since it is a civilized war, let civilization decide for itself."

He closed his eyes and spoke softly.

At the same time, the spiritual network extends infinitely.

Lu Mingfei said.

"stand up."