Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei wants to reach a perfect ending

Lu Mingfei raised his head and saw two "meteors" with long red tails still falling in the dark night, drawing a long straight line.

The red wake at the tail of the nearest missile has begun to weaken, and if nothing unexpected happens, it will complete its mission within ten seconds.

But when Lu Mingfei's gaze moved to it, in an instant, an invisible blade crossed the night sky, and the streamlined missile was cut into two pieces in the next moment.

Without its streamlined body, the direction of the missile began to shift due to air resistance, with the warhead shifting to the left side of the red well and the tail shifting to the right side of the red well.

But even if the warhead and the tail are separated, it still does not affect its explosion and release of energy that can destroy everything. Orange-red sparks flash violently from the gap cut by the warhead, as if it will explode in the next moment.

Lu Mingfei stretched out his right hand and made a grasping gesture. His crystal clear scales like ice and snow emitted a bright white light in the dark night, and it looked like moonlight falling on his body, so soft.

But in the next moment, the rock under Lu Mingfei's feet, which had experienced thousands of years of vicissitudes, suddenly shattered, and spider-web-like cracks continued to spread around along the broken rock, releasing the power given by Lu Mingfei when he took off.

In just a few tenths of a second, Lu Mingfei crossed a distance of several kilometers and arrived at the night sky where only the pitch-black sky remained.

His speed had already exceeded the speed of sound many times, but he did not cause a sonic boom. Instead, he was as silent as a ghost. He did not use any words to control his current condition.

As long as he wants to do something, any objects that stand in his way will consciously avoid him.

Just like the air in front of him, when he wants to move forward, the air that is blocking his progress will actively move to both sides, providing him with a path similar to a vacuum.

His claws had already grasped the warhead that was about to explode. A cold breath blew across his claws, then seeped from the surface of the warhead to the high explosive inside the warhead, cooling the "heart" that was so hot that it was about to explode.

When the warhead completely turned into an ice sculpture, Lu Mingfei threw it to the side, then turned to look at another missile that was entering its planned fall trajectory.

When his eyes fell on the last missile, his figure disappeared in the night sky.

When he appeared again the next moment, Lu Mingfei's claws had grasped the falling missile again, but this time he used force without hesitation, squeezing the missile into a tattered ball like squeezing waste paper.

The high explosive contained in it began to react violently under the intense touch. A fiery red ball of light was born from it and began to expand in all directions. Even the hardest steel in the world would melt in the explosion at this moment.

But it had no chance to expand anymore. Lu Mingfei's claws were tougher than steel, and the blazing explosion and intense heat had no effect on it at all.

The expression on Lu Mingfei's face did not change, still as cold as ice, but his hard claws gradually shrank, forcibly suppressing the fiery red ball of light that wanted to expand.

Until finally the claws turned into fists, and the missile explosion with a yield of several thousand tons was crushed in its cradle by Lu Mingfei.

When he finished all this, his body began to fall, but within less than half a second after falling, the scales covering his back suddenly split to both sides.

The shoulder blade began to grow rapidly, making a crackling sound, and the bone as dense as white jade stretched out from the crack until it stretched to its longest length and then suddenly opened outward.

The skeleton of the dragon wing has been prepared, and the golden blood quickly flows out from the crack, completely covering the skeleton of the dragon wing at an extremely fast speed.

Then the golden blood began to solidify, and the dense elements in the skeleton also seeped outward into the solidified golden blood at the same time, like a piece of glass breaking and the cracks spreading in all directions, eventually forming a huge network structure.

At this moment, the golden dragon wings fully stretched out and waved for the first time against the wind. The wind element received the command and quickly gathered towards the dragon wings, lifting Lu Mingfei to fly higher.

Lu Mingfei turned into a white shadow, piercing through the darkness and flying rapidly upwards until he reached an altitude of tens of thousands of meters and stopped.

A deafening roar came from Lu Mingfei's throat, and his body began to emit a dazzling white light, like a new type of moon hanging in the sky. Even ordinary people on the ground could see the light emitted from his body.

"Half-blood, there is no need to be depressed by your predetermined fate. You should feel supremely honored."

"Your body will be the weapon I need to take back the throne. Your name will be engraved in the hearts of thousands of dragons, and I will become the new king who replaces Nidhogg!"

The female voice appeared again, but this time, the voice seemed more excited, like a dog that was about to get a bone and started barking happily.

Lu Mingfei did not answer him. He was not in a good condition at the moment.

He underestimated the power of the White King. Even though it had become a parasite, it still held spiritual authority. The battle between them would not end overnight.

If you want to completely determine the winner, you need to fight for hundreds of years like the Black King before you can completely tear the White King's soul apart.

But he didn't have that time. In the interval of the battle, the White King used the advantage he had gained at the beginning to exchange for a picture.

That is, Herzog put a gun to the temple of Kazama Ruri, and behind him were the unconscious Eri and Minamoto Chisei, as well as Uesugi Koshi who was on the verge of becoming Deadpool.

There were only two choices before Lu Mingfei. One was to continue fighting with the White King until the final winner was decided, but Lu Mingfei gave up this option without hesitation.

His goal has never been to survive himself, but to ensure that the people he cares about survive, and he can pay any price for this.

So he did not hesitate to self-destruct his soul, using the most extreme method to gain absolute advantage in the battle with the White King in exchange for a short period of control over his body.

But now, the power of his self-destructive soul has begun to run out, and the White King is watching him hungrily, waiting for him to become weak and destroy him.

But Lu Mingfei's face at this moment did not show any panic because of the crisis in front of him. He no longer had the strength to directly confront the White King, but this did not mean that he had no way to deal with the White King.

Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked up at the dark night sky. He was waiting, waiting for an opportunity to fall from the sky.