Chapter 217 Dad, Believe in the Emperor!

Chu Tianjiao originally thought that Lu Mingfei's ability to fish him out of Odin's Nibelung roots for more than half a year was enough - the power displayed by the god Odin was not a hybrid. All can be dealt with easily.

But what he said now from his son's mouth actually gave him a little shock.

White King? That dragon, second only to the Black King, is still alive?

"The Ice Sea Fragments" does mention information about the White King. This "White Emperor" led one-third of the dragon clan to launch a great rebellion during the Black King's reign. After the failure, he was carefully investigated by the Black King. The earth was cut into pieces and wiped out from history. The mixed race who had not read "The Fragments of Ice Sea" did not even know that there was such a "great rebel" in the history of the Dragon Clan.

If something of this level is really revived, then don't think about covering up the secrets of the Dragon Clan. Nuclear bombs are the most basic and ultimate trump card of mankind. It would be fine if King Bai was burned to ashes by mankind's biggest murder weapon, but if King Bai doesn't follow the rules of nuclear bombs... then Chu Tianjiao will consider running back to the Nibelungs with his wife and son overnight - —He doesn’t want his grandson to grow a few more arms or legs.

"Son...you are sure you are not talking about some hot-blooded anime plot story, right..." Chu Tianjiao's eyes were dull and he still couldn't believe his ears.

"No, I have witnessed King Bai's recovery with my own eyes." Chu Zihang shook his head, his voice solemn.

He recalled the eight deformed white dragons that danced wildly in the Night Food Field. Humans were as small as ants in front of it. It was impossible for an individual's strength to match this supernatural creature. Even Ultraman could not come. You have to form a group to fight as a theater version.

"Then... how did Lu Mingfei kill him? Transform into a Super Saiyan?" Chu Tianjiao felt that it was not himself and his son who were crazy, but the world.

"Unfortunately, I was not able to witness how Brother Lu Mingfei purified the White King. When he appeared in front of us again, he was already carrying the dragon bone cross belonging to the White King behind him." Chu Zihang paused. He continued, "But it is certain that it must be the sacred glory descended by the great emperor to protect him, and use his anger to purify this sinful alien that seeks to destroy mankind..."

While Chu Zihang was chanting a long speech praising the emperor, Chu Tianjiao also spent time forcing himself to accept this untrue fact. He asked:

"Does Angers know about this? How many other people know about this?"

It is difficult to compare the value of the "Black King's Large Intestine" and the White King's Fallen Dragonbone Cross, which one is more valuable, but the mixed-race forces will definitely beat each other's brains out to compete for them, and even start a different kind of local war - -The situation in Asia is unclear, but the hybrid forces in Europe and America are several huge capital monsters behind the scenes of the world. Before World War I, the Chancellor of Finance of the German Empire was a senior member of the Secret Party. It is difficult to explain what is hidden in the dark side. How high a status has the mixed-race race achieved in the public society now?

On the other hand, I don't know how many of those dragon-slaying elites are left who shed their blood and ignited themselves just to dispel the shadow that has shrouded human history. Today's hybrid forces are slaying dragons only to be able to survive the "doomsday" when the Black King returns. In addition to protecting oneself, there is also the need to devour the legacies of the dead dragons... and then evolve into new dragons.

The bones of King Bai after his death were excellent and safe food for evolution.

As for how to eat it...it's definitely not just for making soup.

"Currently, in the understanding of Principal Angers and the school board, this dragon bone cross belongs to an unknown 'second-generation species', not the White King. After all, there has not been a complete dragon species above the second-generation species in history that has fallen. With the complete skeleton left behind, it's not that troublesome to cover up this fact." Chu Zihang verified that the irises passed and opened the door to the basement - after the previous theft incident, the security of the Holy Blood Hall was further upgraded.

"The next generation..." Chu Tianjiao's mouth twitched. It sounded like he was pointing at a diamond and saying it was a fragment of glass. The real value was very different.

"You just use it as a collection? Don't you use it?"

"The alchemist sergeant of our battle group is starting to study it. We don't need to worry about this." Chu Zihang said calmly, leading his father down the stairs.

The underground floor, which was originally used as an arsenal to store bolters, chainswords and other equipment, was closed, leaving only a road leading to the second underground floor. Heavy metal formed new walls and doors, "The Emperor's Alchemy" The eight golden characters "Laboratory" are shining brightly, and there is a wooden sign saying "Working" hanging next to the door.

"It seems that the research work has been upgraded." Chu Zihang was a little surprised. After so long theoretical study, is Old Tang finally starting to practice?

"And Sergeant Alchemy? Darling, you can actually find a serious alchemist who knows how to use dragon bones these days?" Chu Tianjiao was amazed.

But soon he could no longer make a sound. With the hybrid's far superior vision, he saw the silver-white skeleton placed at the end of the hall on the second underground floor, like a collection of angels and demons. The open bones seem to fuse with the open wing bones, which can easily be thought of as Jesus was crucified on Good Friday.

"Dragon Bone Cross...this name is indeed appropriate."

"Welcome back, Mr. Chu. Did you enjoy your vacation?"

Perhaps because of the theft accident not long ago, Yuan Zhennu did not turn on only two lights in order to save electricity. Now the entire second underground floor is brightly lit as daylight. He ended his contemplation and meditation, stood up from the tatami and said hello to Chu Zihang.

"To be honest, it's a bit bad." Chu Zihang responded politely, "Let me introduce, he is my father. This is Yuan Zhennu, the strongest warrior in the group besides Lu Mingfei, and also the dream of the group. trainer."

"Hello, uncle." Yuan Zhinu bowed slightly in Japanese etiquette.

Chu Tianjiao then moved his eyes away from the dragon bone cross, and subconsciously wanted to examine the friends his son had made in school from the perspective of a student's parent.

But he was startled when he looked at him. The young child in front of him, who was more beautiful than a girl, gave him an extremely dangerous aura. The dragon's blood hidden in his body seemed to be ready to erupt and boil like a volcano at any time.

It seems that what his son said is not a lie, the other party...may even be stronger than him.

"Hello, hello...are you from the Japanese branch?"

Chu Tianjiao still put on a smile and said hello to Yuan Zhennu.

"Barely, I have been on the blacklist of the Japanese branch." Yuan Zhennu answered quietly.

The corners of Chu Tianjiao's grin twitched, and he felt as bad as an old father who found out that his son, who was the top student in school, made friends with gangsters in society.

He had spent some time in Japan and learned about the ruthlessness of the Japanese branch and the more dangerous and difficult organizations that opposed them.

"Girl, I need your power. My father is missing a key memory. Let's see if we can use your spirit to dig it out. This is very important to us."

Chu Zihang rummaged around and found a new strip of linen with blood-red scriptures engraved on it. He didn't care about his old father's stunned expression and wrapped it around his body.

Yuan Jingnu nodded. He had long been accustomed to the extremely dangerous word spirit he owned being used as a VR projector.

"What...what's going on?" Chu Tianjiao was confused.

"The spirit of Yuan Zhennu is a 'dream tapir', which can enter the depths of people's subconscious mind to construct memories of the past and form dreams." Chu Zihang gave a simple explanation and dragged his father to lie down on the tatami.

"Hell, then haven't all my previous love stories in Kassel been exposed?"

Chu Tianjiao was shocked, realizing that his past would be exposed in front of his son, and the embarrassment of social death followed.

"You've spoken out."

The girl beside her sang softly, her voice was as ethereal as a mountain ballad. At first, Chu Tianjiao was puzzled as to why this child suddenly started singing. After realizing that it was Long Wen's chant, he tried to resist with willpower, but soon he Like a long-tired worker who touches the bed, he falls into a deep sleep.

"Dream Tapir" is still essentially a high-risk mind-control spirit.

And when he felt like he had a dream recalling his past life and woke up again, he saw Yuan Zhennu's beautiful face with a heavy expression, as if he was going to get a critical illness notice for himself in the next second and let Chu Zihang signed.

"What...what's wrong?" He realized something was wrong.

"All your memories in the Nibelungs have been erased, Dad. Even the 'Dream Tapir' was not found." Chu Zihang looked equally serious, "There is something the devil doesn't want us to know."

Regarding the new enemy - the "demon", Chu Tianjiao accepted the "new version" relatively quickly. It is not surprising that the dragons and gods have a demon. Maybe one day there will be a saint Jesus, which will just fit in. A table of mahjong.

After asking Yuan Zhennu whether her condition could support the release of the second dream tapir, a new dreamland unfolded, but this time it was Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei who once again entered Odin's Nibelungen memories, giving them a While Chu Tianjiao was reviewing his memory, he saw if it could bring back some memories of his past.

Chu Zihang's soaring strength, Yan Ling. Jun Yan, the true power of the emperor they believed in, and himself possessed by an unknown force under the iron mask of "Odin"... Seeing it with your own eyes is more convincing and impactful than speaking it orally. Especially when he saw Chu Zihang holding Murasame and intending to give himself a happy ending when he seemed to be tortured, Chu Tianjiao felt even sadder in his heart. He never expected that Murasame would turn into Frostmourne one day. .

But Chu Zihang is not the fallen Arthas, on the contrary, he is the fallen King Terenas.

Under Chu Zihang's instruction, the memory stopped abruptly at the moment he held Murasame. Yuan Zhennu released the dream tapir, and the three of them returned to reality.

"Believe in the emperor, dad," Chu Zihang said softly, looking at his father who was still in a state of shock and could not calm down for a long time. "This is the only way to prevent your soul from being invaded by demons again."