Dragon Raja: History Simulator

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This is why, over the past few thousand years, the four monarchs have not hesitated to cooperate with hybrid races among humans.

For example, Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, who used the alias "Li Xiong" to help Gongsun Shu establish his rule over Shu; Loki, the King of Sky and Wind, who used the alias "Li Wuyue" to help his brother Li Yuanhao establish the Western Xia; and even Fenrir, the King of Earth and Mountains, who used the alias "Attila" to conquer Rome...

There are simply too many examples to list.

In fact, all the history of dragons is the history of humankind.

That is why, after Wang Anzhi revealed his current status as the Emperor of Words, even Odin did not think of killing him.

His enemy and greatest foe is Nidhogg. There is no need to weaken his own strength by killing Wang Anzhi before eliminating Nidhogg.

Wang Anzhi glanced at Lu Mingfei, thinking of the little devil within him, and was not afraid to reveal his Word of Power in front of him.

To prevent this brother-obsessed guy from going crazy and thinking of getting rid of me.

He watched as more and more Deadpools gathered outside the café, hovering outside, afraid to move forward or backward, both of them fearing to disobey their "duties" and of offending the unknown monarch.

Deadpool, being such a brainless character, has this flaw.

Seeing the gradually relaxing expression on Lu Mingfei's face, Wang Anzhi said:

"Let's go, Consort Ming, let's go out!"

Chapter 66 I’ve been waiting for you for a long time

"What? Senior brother, have you gone mad?"

Lu Mingfei was even more terrified. Just by looking at the ferocious appearance of the monsters outside the window, he could feel their ferocity.

But he was just a high school student who couldn't even kill a chicken, so how could he possibly handle it?

A random Deadpool has almost six times the fighting power of Tai Chi master Yang Luchan, while Lu Mingfei is not even half as good as Yang Luchan.

If you count them on your fingers, every one of these Deadpools could shout to Lu Mingfei, "I can take on twenty of them."

Even knowing that this mere wall might not provide him with much security, he didn't want to go out and take the risk.

Unexpectedly, Xia Mi had already grabbed Wang Anzhi's hand with a grin, taken a step forward, and turned to Lu Mingfei, saying, "So, Lu Mingfei, do you want to stay here?"

Lu Mingfei's expression immediately changed, and he hurriedly said, "Really? How could that be? I will definitely follow my senior brothers and sisters to the very end."

Two words: Zhongcheng.

Just as Lu Mingfei stepped out of the coffee shop with trepidation, the closest of the monsters called "Deadpool" was only an arm's length away from him—closer than the closest Chen Wenwen was.

Therefore, he was able to see the full appearance of these monsters more clearly.

Their entire bodies are covered with fine, bluish-black scales, their skin is as hard as armor, and the surface of the scales seems to be covered with a layer of eerie light, as deep as a pool of water.

Its facial features were indistinct and difficult to discern; only its overall outline revealed a human shape. It possessed a pair of piercing golden eyes, as striking as a burning sun, burning with pure hunger and destruction, devoid of any trace of reason.

Its limbs are bent backwards, making it resemble a reptile. Its body is hunched over. Some of the dead crawl on the ground, while others cling tightly to the walls. It exudes a nauseating stench of sulfur and blood.

Lu Mingfei kept his head down as he passed these monsters, praying that they wouldn't notice him.

God knows why, even though they hadn't seen these things on their way here, they all suddenly appeared as soon as they sat down in the cafe.

This even led Lu Mingfei to suspect that the reason the city was so deserted was because all the humans had turned into the appearance of these monsters.

Fortunately, for some reason, the Deadpools "voluntarily" parted to make way for them and did not pounce on them as Lu Mingfei had imagined.

He looked up at Senior Brother Wang walking ahead, and felt that all of this must be related to him.

"How advanced are these Deadpools?"

"Probably only at the A-level, not much different from ordinary servants."

"Can their owners see us through them?"

"How could that be? Deadpools have no rationality whatsoever. There is no mental element in their minds, otherwise they wouldn't be able to be driven at will."

Wang Anzhi and Xia Mi exchanged questions and answers as they walked among the group of dead servants, showing little sign of tension.

Xia Mi goes without saying. If it weren't for the fact that she still had to pretend to be a half-blood and didn't want to expose herself in front of Odin, these Dead Servants might have immediately changed masters.

No matter how much Odin cloaks his servants in the guise of "heroes," they are, in fact, dead servants.

In the world of Dragon Raja, the ultimate form of the Queen of the Earth and Mountains is Hela, the Goddess of Death, who possesses the authority to control all of Nibelungen, the "Land of the Dead," and is the master of all the Dead Servants.

The king of the ocean and waters might even be bitten by a monster with dragon blood, or fall into a deep sleep...

That's right, I'm talking about you, Behemoth, the pet black snake of Zero, who was torn apart by a group of monsters corrupted by dragon blood, leaving not even a trace of flesh and blood, and Leviathan, the king of the ocean and water, who was driven to the brink of despair by a dragon blood monster.

These two brothers can be described as a complete disgrace to the Dragon King.

Second only to the "strongest next-generation species," Ms. Jormungandr.

However, even Xia Mi, because of her status as the Queen of the Earth and Mountains, would never be harmed by Deadpool.

Wang Anzhi, on the other hand, now almost constantly uses the Word of Power: Emperor.

In the periodic table of Word Power, the sequence number of the Word Power Emperor is 001, which is the most stable among all Word Powers.

According to the theory of Word Power, the higher the sequence number of a Word Power, the more unstable it is. Therefore, the Emperor, with sequence number 1, is the most stable Word Power among all Word Powers.

Even Professor Guderian could chant it at will, and Wang Anzhi could use it almost without any cost, making it a passive skill.

This is incredibly intimidating for Deadpool.

But this was not Wang Anzhi's purpose. He glanced at Lu Mingfei, who was following closely behind him, but kept his head down and dared not look around.

Indeed, in this city full of monsters, it takes courage to even look up and take a second look.

"Consort Ming, don't you see anything with your eyes or hear anything with your ears?"

Wang Anzhi thought for a moment and said, "For example, seeing some messy lines or some meaningless images, or hearing some roars or cheers."

"What?" Lu Mingfei was a little confused. He asked cautiously, "Should I have seen or heard these things?"

"All hybrids will experience this once: when they encounter life forms or languages ​​that do not belong to this world, they will feel a kind of spiritual vision, which symbolizes the awakening of their bloodline."

Wang Anzhi looked at Lu Mingfei, who still showed no reaction, and felt somewhat disappointed, but still said:

"Of course, it's rare to see such a magnificent scene as you, Mingfei."

"Spectacular!" Lu Mingfei almost bit off his own tongue.

"Of course it's spectacular. Mingfei, you don't think the students at Kassel College have many opportunities to see Deadpool, do you? These monsters basically disappeared from the sunlight long before the Third Technological Revolution."

Wang Anzhi remarked with emotion.

The ancient "original" Deadpools are basically extinct, while the existing "hybrid" Deadpools are mostly from large families.

The Snake Clan's practice of keeping Dead Servants for research, and the Secret Party's so-called "monsters under the ice," are all, frankly speaking, birds of a feather, none of them more noble than the others.

The existing Deadpools are basically all deliberately cultivated by these big families and powerful forces.

"Is it possible that I'm just an ordinary person?" Lu Mingfei asked sincerely.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the Deadpools hadn't pounced on him. Although he was still scared, his legs weren't trembling anymore.

At this moment, Wang Anzhi thought for a moment, then slightly loosened his control over the Word Power Emperor, leaving a gap for one of his dead servants to run towards Lu Mingfei from behind.

As expected, before Deadpool could pounce on Lu Mingfei, time stood still in front of him. Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi beside him remained motionless, and the figure of a little boy in a suit appeared before him, staring at him with cold eyes.

Wang Anzhi smiled.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Zero."

Chapter 67 The King Meets the King

"I am not Zero."

The devilish version of Lu Mingze lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time before speaking.

As he spoke, he looked at his brother Lu Mingfei beside him, and at the hunched-over bodyguard whose claws were almost reaching Lu Mingze's back, and asked softly, "Is this your purpose?"

“Isn’t it already quite obvious?” Wang Anzhi smiled, but then suddenly paused.

He touched his forehead, and raindrops fell from the sky out of nowhere.

He looked up at the sky, where a light drizzle was falling, and said helplessly, "My clothes aren't even dry yet, so what good would it do if it rained again?"

“Hmph,” Lu Mingze sneered, “Foolish. Rain is the medium for the Nibelungen’s import and export. The rain stopped after you came in, which actually made you lose your normal way out.”

“Odin is not here; what is here is merely a puppet. What do I have to fear?”

Wang Anzhi replied.

He looked at the little boy in the suit in front of him. His eyes sometimes showed violence, sometimes indifference, but when he looked at Lu Mingfei, they showed warmth.

He truly is a typical victim of mental illness among the dragons, and a beneficiary of pontine splitting surgery.

“I don’t care about your lives or deaths, I just don’t want to see my brother thrown here by you,” Lu Mingze said, looking at the indifferent man in front of him and the pretty girl beside him, his disgust undisguised.

He said, enunciating each word clearly, "You have ruined too much of my brother's future and dragged him into this battlefield that doesn't belong to him."

He chuckled softly, "Are you willing to become my enemy for this girl?"

The rain poured down, just as it had when they entered the area not long ago.

Wang Anzhi glanced at Xia Mi beside him. She was motionless, her eyes devoid of any spirit. He knew that what he was seeing was nothing more than an illusion, or rather, a "dream."

This is Lu Mingze's authority; in his dream, he can do whatever he wants.

"Don't look at her anymore. Do you think Jormungandr can save you? Since you're overestimating yourself and trying to interfere in the king's revenge, you should have the courage to die on the battlefield," Lu Mingze continued.

He seemed to be a collection of malice; with a mere wave of his hand, he caused a torrential downpour to fall, and with another wave, he stopped the downpour in mid-air. As for the Deadpool who tried to touch Lu Mingfei's back with his claws, he had long since vanished without a trace, leaving no trace of his body.

Like a tyrant or a god venting their anger...

And incompetence.

Wang Anzhi's gaze toward Lu Mingze grew increasingly disappointed. "Is this all you've got? You can only stir up trouble in a dream world, yet you're powerless to do anything about it."

Everything before his eyes, whether it was Deadpool's demise, the torrential rain, the seemingly real world before him, or the real and flawless Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi, and so on.

All of this is nothing more than a puppet created from false memories, not a real, genuine master.

Lu Mingze, who is obsessed with this, is more like a shut-in who has suffered setbacks in reality and can only indulge in the exquisite figurines in his room. Just as the three healers once said about their boss, he is an "extremely strong and violent gamer".

In this respect, the seemingly ruthless Lu Mingze is not as promising as his seemingly cowardly older brother Lu Mingfei.

He sneered, "You wouldn't even dare let your brother face Odin now."