051. Bronze Sanctuary
The air was damp with the bitter rust of metal.
It is unknown what Norton did, the lost air was refilled, but the activities of the Bronze City did not stop. The walls writhed before my eyes, and the ground tilted and trembled, as if the world was falling apart.
The bronze city mourned, as if it were going to die at any moment.
"Good work." Lu Mingfei said to the wall.
She could hear claws scraping against the walls, dragons roaring in impotent rage.
"You can rest." Lu Mingfei continued.
It was like an edict, with a thick and deep echo from the depths of the heart, and so that the other side of the wall fell silently, and the huge dragon fell silently.
Dragons are purely class creatures, and bloodline and strength mean everything. In the face of higher beings, the low-level dragonborn had no ability to resist - the knowledge of dragon genealogy suddenly floated in their minds.
Lu Mingfei felt better than ever, all her memories, knowledge, experiences, and cognitions were broken up and integrated into some more efficient structure. She seems to be standing in a higher dimension, she can travel through her life in an instant, and she can easily call on forces that are not her own. In this state, countless thoughts rise and fall, twinkling like stars.
Can an ordinary person command a Dragonborn? I'm afraid it's not okay with half-breeds, right? Why didn't she react to the Black King's words? What the hell is she?
Lu Mingfei vaguely touched the boundaries of what kind of boundary, as long as she worked hard, she could break through the cognitive boundary, and she was only one step away from truly understanding the source of this power......
But she didn't want to think about it.
Lu Mingfei was afraid of himself...... will no longer be like yourself.
The girl stomped her heel twice.
It's like dropping an anchor. The turbulent space is reanchored, the earth returns to a solid and stable posture, and then the walls part, and the road stretches in front of it.
Lu Mingfei turned around and put Caesar down, "You wait for me here." Caesar closed his eyes and seemed to hear nothing.
Lu Mingfei shrugged, she grabbed Constantine, who was breathing heavily, and walked towards the breach in the wall.
It's time to get a finish.
The moment she left, the detached walls fell, the road closed, and the small bronze room fell silent, with no sign of moving, as if it were dead.
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The girl with heterochromatic pupils had long hair and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy behind her, the young man's expression was muddy, and there was a dark golden glow precipitated under his eyes.
The bricks on the bronze corridor pulsate, like the intestines of a giant monster, rising, deflecrating, and sliding......
But as they walked, each brick returned to its place, and the walls were smooth and smooth, as if the restless world was frozen behind her.
Lu Mingfei stopped.
At the end of the road stood a man.
"Old Don?" Lu Mingfei said.
"I'm not Old Tang, and you're not Lu Mingfei." The black-haired and black-eyed young man was dressed in a scarlet mantle, like a bronze pillar covered with rust and blood, and the flowing bronze surrounded him, as if a thousand thorns had grown on the wall, "Who are you?" β
"Old Tang, stop it, it's still too late." Lu Mingfei sighed.
"You're threatening me?" Norton walked up to her, spikes reaching towards Lu Mingfei, "You think humans will thank you?" No, there is no place for us in this world, and the fate of the outcasts is to raise the banner of war and declare war on this world. Norton gritted his teeth, "Join me, we can ...... together"
"Do you want to travel around the United States in a greyhound?" Lu Mingfei interrupted him faintly.
Norton's fists clenched, then hung limply.
"I thought you were my only friend."
"It can be now."
"Forget about it. My roots are here. β
"Is there no room for recovery?"
"Nope."
Silent.
The three of them were on both sides of the road, and an indescribable silence enveloped the audience.
Only the depths of the Bronze City came from an overwhelmed groan, as if two forces were fighting within it, the refined metal was torn apart, and the living screamed to death - the war had already begun, and the uncrowned kings had begun their destined battle with their feet in the bronze temple.
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ROLL : d100=d100(94)=94
What the hell?
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The walls cut through the tunnels and shattered, the ground caved and then coalesced, and the ceiling fell with a whizz before inexplicably stagnate in the air.
All changes are the embodiment of will, a clash of occult categories - this is a living city, bronze is the cornerstone of the city, and its soldiers. Plunder, brand each piece of metal with its own brand, and continue to plunder until the last piece of bronze surrenders. This is the path of fire, the way of conquest.
The flame is always jumping, always bursting forward, and silence means death, it means ...... The winner is decided.
"You've lost." Lu Mingfei said.
The walls around her were solid and steady, not a single bulge, and the slightly muffled voice reflected and overlapped on the smooth surface, and it was heard far away.
As if an extension of the will, wherever the words went, the reliefs on the capitals shook and bowed their heads, and even the dead had to bow their heads and surrender.
Norton stood ten paces away and didn't speak.
Only a small patch of ground at his feet was still restless, bouncing sharp spikes unrelentingly.
Norton lowered his head and touched the ground, the metal clinging to his fingertips upwards, entangled with each other and converging into a bronze horse lance about two meters long, with a blade half a meter long and armor piercing on all sides.
"Hey." Lu Mingfei frowned, "Don't force me to do it." β
"Don't worry." Norton replied to her without a clue.
Lu Mingfei's heart skipped a beat for no reason.
The cold wind brushed the back of her neck, and she turned to see a tall figure reaching out to grab her neck, the flames leaping like wings, and beneath the hideous iron face was a familiar face.
"Uhu?" Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously shrunk his neck.
But what it really caught was Konstantin, the inhuman monster holding the young dragon king, and it was only then that Lu Mingfei realized that the obvious metallic color of its body and the lower half of its body embedded in the wall were just a metal living spirit. Maybe the last metal living spirit. The soul sealed in it is probably a dragonborn, so it has the familiar breath of a dragon.
In the blink of an eye, the living spirit tore through the walls and fled with Konstantin into the depths of the Bronze City.
Lu Mingfei's erosion speed was too fast, and the perception had not yet had time to spread to all parts of the Bronze City, and the slow interception did not have any effect. In fact, she is not very good at controlling the changes in Bronze City, and staying still is already the limit of what she can do.
"That's your plan." Lu Mingfei suddenly realized.
Yes, she won control of the Bronze City. But the Bronze City was a dangerous weapon in Norton's hands, a harmless building block toy in her hands, and even slowed down her reflexes.
Norton's goal was not to win from the start.
He wanted a complete, complete victory.
"Don't worry, it's only now the official start." Norton said quietly.
He held the handle of the lance horizontally, and stabbed a very standard horse step at his waist, and the tip of the blade pointed directly at Lu Mingfei's eyebrows. The pure dragon's blood burned within him, and the flames he spat out were almost gaseous.
"It's time for a showdown." Norton said.
Lu Mingfei had empty hands and a strange expression.
You call this an upright duel?
"Compared to our strength, the human body is too fragile, does it really make a difference what kind of weapon to use?" Norton seemed to see Lu Mingfei's slot, "It's all death anyway, it's fair, isn't it?" β
Lu Mingfei wanted to speak and stopped, and finally sighed faintly, "You're right. β
The walls on both sides of the corridor float neatly in blocks, like palms eager to try.
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ROLL : d50+50=d50(12)+50=62
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ROLL : d100=d100(31)=31
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ROLL : d50+50=d50(49)+50=99
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ROLL : d100=d100(16)=16
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It's numb.
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β1~5, it's up to you, Caesar
6~9, fear of abuse online
10. Big success/big failure
ROLL : d10=d10(5)=5