"Hell! This guy is not the right person!"

Fa Cai scolded in a low voice.

The wanted warrant for Lu Mingfei, the No. 1 target, came to her mind, and she looked like a stupid high school student who couldn't even make a splash when she threw it into the crowd.

It's not impossible to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, such as tearing the chest of the school uniform to reveal a red "S", or taking off the school uniform and becoming Spider-Man......

But she never thought that the other party would appear in such a way!

Except for the slightest resemblance to his face, Fa Cai could no longer find a trace of matching the wanted photo on the face of the Angel of Death in front of him.

Cold, powerful, calm – chilling.

As for age? That's not important at all.

"Your Excellency! These two murderers want to kidnap the head of the Sugi family!"

Miyamoto shouted excitedly as if he had seen a savior.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the two of them indifferently, and finally stopped at the inch-headed Asian man.

In addition to the "one-tube" mahjong hood he was holding, he was also carrying a girl bound by bronze chains behind him, and her long silver-white hair hung down weakly.

"Rumble—"

The ground swelled violently like a tidal wave, and Facai used all his strength to release "Greed" for the last time, and then resolutely ran backwards!

Hearing the movement, the big cake was overjoyed, and Facai really had a back hand, so that they still had a chance to escape......

He turned around with Eri Uesugi on his back and saw a black wall blocking in front of him.

The big cake was stunned at first, and then reacted and scolded with a distorted face:

"This ***!"

In order to be able to escape safely, Facai directly sold him in exchange for a few more seconds!

Lu Mingfei raised his feet to break free from the ground that was entangled with him, and stepped forward with the sword of the Pure Moon that burned with fire.

Without giving the flatbread a chance to beg for mercy or kneel, he slashed his sword lightly, and the other man's head fell to the ground with a frightened look.

There wasn't even a burst of blood, and the golden flames scorched the wound the moment they sliced open the skull.

For the other heresy, Lu Mingfei didn't care very much, and he didn't chase him up and kill him.

In his prophetic vision, the heretic's life had been stained with a meaningless gray and would soon die.

As for how to die, in whose hands - who will care about this?

"The battle is over?"

Fingal's head popped out of the safe passage.

Originally, he walked well on the stairs, but the angel leader suddenly opened the elevator door and wanted to climb up the elevator shaft, and the pair of materialized light wings behind him moved as freely as Doctor Octopus's mechanical tentacles.

Of course, he didn't know that Lu Mingfei was because the prophecy spirit could sense the enemy's retreat route

Lu Mingfei picked up the unconscious girl who was bound by the bronze chains and walked to Miyamoto Shio not far away.

"Thank you so much! The Eight Families of Snake Qi will do their best to repay you for this kindness!"

The head of the Miyamoto family struggled to get up from the ground and bowed deeply to Lu Mingfei to express his gratitude.

The effect of oblivion was over, and the swampy ground returned to its original state, imprisoned in place along with his legs.

"Who is she? Why would these heretics want to snatch her?"

Lu Mingfei gently put the girl down, and raised his hand to smash the shackle-like ground under Miyamoto Shio's feet.

"She's the head of the Uesugi family in the Snake Eight Family, Uesugi Eri."

"These thugs are supposed to be trying to kidnap the head of the Uesugi family...... to blackmail us from this."

Miyamoto Shio bowed again, nodding his head again and again.

"You're lying."

Lu Mingfei stared at Miyamoto Shio, and the other party's somewhat erratic eyes couldn't escape his eyes.

"I...... Sorry! The head of the Uesugi family

The secrets of the Eight Families of Guan Snake Qi, I can't reveal them casually!

Miyamoto Shixiong had cold sweat on his forehead, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at Lu Mingfei.

"Whatever you want."

But Lu Mingfei didn't care too much, just a somewhat weak mixed-race girl.

The only thing that caught his attention was her silver-white hair, which reminded him of the loyal and fanatical battle nuns.

Of course, the Battle Nun does not mean that she can be dyed with gray hair, but also needs to have wholehearted devotion and faith in the emperor.

He crouched down, his gaze fixed on the bronze chains that bound Uesugi's body, and the holy wings of light behind him unfurled silently.

He reached out and tried to snap the chain straight away—with his current state of strength, he should be able to pinch the chain into a thin powder with one hand.

But before he could exert his strength, the bronze chains glowed bright red with blood, and the entire chain was dyed crimson, and the delicate body of Eri was tightened even tighter.

Eri let out a painful snort, her pretty face turned pale, her beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly, and she seemed to be in an uneasy nightmare.

This is the "warning" of the dragon's rope - the loss of the spirit of speech. The living spirits suppressed by the Eternal Harmony Soldier regained control of themselves.

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly and let go of his hand.

If he hadn't been worried about hurting the girl, he would have cut the chain with a single sword.

"Dragon's Rope...... Boy, where did these kidnappers get them?"

"This is the exclusive alchemy artifact of the group of hidden half-blood families in your hometown, they are really enough to make a lot of money!"

Fingal ran over and looked at the chains as the red light faded.

"Can you untie it, then?"

"Ah......h If it's safe to be safe, it's better for the vice-principal to do it himself."

"Then put it aside."

In this case, Lu Mingfei didn't want to waste too much time, and there were still many things to know.

He looked at the nervous Miyamoto Shio on the side:

"Heretics used xenomorph creations to drag parts of this building into the Nibelungen...... Why is there such a huge Nibelungen in Tokyo?"

"Nibelungen?"

Miyamoto was stunned for a moment, then quickly rushed to the window on the side, shocked to see the decaying city shrouded in the blood-red sunset and pouring rain.

The two small pyramids left on the forty-second floor were not destroyed immediately, as he did not know what the impact would be if they were destroyed.

Secondly, since this is the Nibelungen, it means that there may be a false god or a powerful alien here.

As the emperor's angel of death who protects mankind, it is unnatural for Lu Ming to destroy and purify all these enemies of mankind.

"Can you tell me?"

Seeing Miyamoto Shio turn back, Lu Mingfei asked.

"Yes, Your Excellency Lu Mingfei...... I can tell you very clearly that we are now in the Eclipse of the Night."

Miyamoto's face turned pale and frightened, "We can also call it the 'dark side' of Tokyo—an ancient Nibelungen built by the dragons."

"You're building a city on alien foundations? What a bold act."

Lu Mingfei said coldly.

"When we found it, we just wanted to make sure it was under the control of the Eight Snake Clans."

Miyamoto quickly explained, "Tokyo was the residence of the wealthy Edo family until 1457, and it was only here that the Uesugi clan's retainer Ota Michisuki was found, and the ruins of the Night Eclipse were discovered."

"However, later history developed beyond our expectations, and the Hojo clan, supported by the Snake Eight Clan, was defeated in the war, and Tokugawa Ieyasu won the Battle of Sekigahara, and he captured Edo and made it the center of shogunate power. After the Meiji Restoration, it became the capital of Japan. It has become more and more prosperous, and it has replaced Kyoto as the center of Japan......

"Alright, history lesson

Let's go back later."

"Is there any false god in this Nibelungen?"

Lu Mingfei waved his hand, interrupting Miyamoto Shio's popular history.

"Pseudo-...... False gods?"

"According to the principles of alchemy, the Nibelungen is a paradoxical space created with alchemy, it is an unstable existence. Once the sustainers of the space die, the Nibelungen will collapse."

"So the Captain is asking where the guy who maintains this Nibelungen is, and the Captain will go over and slaughter it later."

Fingal reminded warmly.

Lu Mingfei did not refute, and acquiesced to Fingal's words.

"Uh...... Actually, this theory is not quite correct, except for those powerful beings who build the Nibelungen, the alchemy matrix can also maintain the existence of the Nibelungen."

"The alchemical matrix of the Night Eclipse has been buried in the depths of the earth, sleeping with this massive Nibelungen...... We're the ones who strayed into the Nibelungen."

Shio Miyamoto explained.

"And what are the heretics dragging this place into the Nibelungen for?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Possibly...... I want the guardians and hunters of the Night's Eclipse to destroy us."

"What's that?"

"Something legendary...... The dragons use the corpses of their own kind as materials to impose forbidden alchemical techniques, using them to act as guardians of the city."

Shio Miyamoto explained, "Hunter ......"

"It's those hybrids who have been given the name of 'ghosts', who have been thrown into the Night Food Plain and turned into a walking corpse, roaming and hunting in this paradoxical space where there is no light of day."

Someone whispered.

"Who!?"

Miyamoto's face changed, and he immediately looked around vigilantly.

"Fingal, get the two of them out of here."

Lu Mingfei stood up, holding the Pure Moon Sword, and his fiery golden eyes stared at the black wall that blocked the aisle.

An enemy is coming.

"Obey the Commander!"

Fingal didn't say a word, clenched his hands into fists, picked up Eri Uesugi who was tightly bound by the dragon rope, and ran towards the safe passage.

Before Miyamoto could reflect what was going on, he only heard the strong German man shouting at the top of his voice:

"Don't be stupid! Our captain told you to run, you better run!"

……

Behind the black walls, someone softly chanted an unknown ballad.

An ancient language that has long been lost, with completely unrecognizable grammatical structures, but with an unusual phonological beauty.

Lu Mingfei didn't feel the slightest murderous intent, as if he was listening to an ethereal requiem.

But then, the calming requiem was interrupted, and a violent vibration woke him from his slumber.

"The break is over, Brother Champion."

"The Warlord has asked us to assemble."

A pale skull floating in the dim darkness made a dull sound, and the cold mechanical parts of its eye sockets glowed a faint red.