"Boss, do you have any ......" Lu Mingfei wanted to remind the other two.

"See." Caesar also raised his wrist: "What the hell is this?" ”

Ever since he put it on, he has felt that his spirit has been strengthening. Although the change was very subtle, he had lived with the Weasel for so many years that he could clearly perceive any change.

Regardless of that, what is there in this room that could attract this bead to react abnormally?

But soon they had an answer.

The magnificent frescoes on the walls in front of them suddenly came to life, and the chanting of the sacrificial procession with human bodies and snakes came from far and near, and at the end of their path, in the dark cave, a huge skeleton stood in it.

It was a huge, perfect creature with the sun in its left eye and the moon in its right. The wings were spread out and the wind whistled in the distance, and its four claws curled up like a blazing fire.

Two dragons, one black and one white, let out a deafening dragon groan in the sky, and together they held the golden scepter.

Lu Mingfei's whole body trembled, and his teeth clenched.

He stared at the black dragon, suppressing the shudder of his soul's call.

This is the greatest black king in the history of the dragon family, Nidhogg, who gave birth to the four monarchs and ushered in the era of dragon rule.

Why is he so familiar?

Familiarity carved into the depths of the soul.

The White King beside the Black King seemed to notice him, and let out a long roar, trying to swoop down on him.

Is it anger? Is it joy?

Lu Mingfei couldn't delve into it at the moment, he only felt fear. Obviously, his whole body was weak, but he couldn't squat down for some reason, and his straight combat strength blew up the hem of the black military uniform he had made in Takato Hara.

He stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, but he couldn't control his greeting gesture.

"Click"

The shutter sound and flash lights sounded, at the moment when the White King was about to touch Lu Mingfei's palm.

Everything is frozen on the camera's screen.

The White King seemed to be subjected to the law of heaven and earth where time stood still, and he remained motionless.

"Where did you get your camera?" Caesar asked.

Chu Zihang replied expressionlessly: "Akihabara Electric Street, the merchants there are all Chinese, and the clerk is happy to introduce me to his hometown in the northeast." ”

Caesar's mind was full of black lines.

At that time, Chu Zihang hadn't started to make up for his Japanese, and he dared to go shopping alone in the electrical street without understanding the language, and finally bought a piece of equipment, the story sounds really absurd and bizarre.

"Look at this." Chu Zihang handed him the camera.

"Isn't that what we're doing now...... Oh no, when did Lu Mingfei squat down, weren't you still a cool expert just now? Caesar complained about Lu Mingfei while trying to find out the strange point in the photo in Chu Zihang's mouth.

"It stands to reason that what we see now should be just illusions, and if there were no bracelets from Qiang, these would have been things on the murals." Chu Zihang explained.

Caesar reacted.

How is it possible for a camera to capture a scene in an illusion?

Somehow, his brain twitched, and he read out the "words and spirits" that Xia Qingfeng gave him at that time.

At that moment, the wind was fierce, and the various images on the mural twisted and struggled out of the wall, like a movie screen, and the scenes vividly changed in front of them.

Caesar didn't have time to say anything, he raised his camera to record it all, but after two or three times it put it down.

"Can't be recorded?"

"Hmm."

Caesar did not dare to nod or blink. He can't be recorded by the camera, so he can only use his eyes, and he doesn't dare to miss every second of change.

At first, only dragons, the first species, and Yazhong appear, and later, a strange man with a feathered crown stands above Yazhong.

"What is this?" Caesar wondered.

"The leader of these people."

"Like a patriarch?" Caesar spoke with inexplicable contempt.

In fact, he didn't have a good impression of Tachibana Masamune, but he was not sensitive to the word leader, because he had been in contact with one of the people called the leader for too long, resulting in a different sense of the two words.

"No, they call these people 'Emperors,' or super hybrids." Chu Zihang tried his best to extract and interpret the knowledge he needed in the dense seal.

"Super hybrids?" Caesar was stunned.

This concept has never been heard of, and the highest level of hybrids given by the academy is only S-class, but since the parallel import of Lu Mingfei, S-class has become less convincing.

Moreover, the mixed-race rating began with the establishment of the academy and was not entirely based on pedigree. In the past, there was Lu Mingfei, who only had blood, and then there was Fingal, who was only F-level even if his bloodline was good, because his performance was too scummy, not to mention Qianli, a B-level whose strength and bloodline were not clear.

He even wondered if this so-called rating was based on the personal preferences of the headmaster, Ange, after all, he heard that Ange had a good personal relationship with his bastard daddy Pompeii, and it was inevitable that he would be affected by some of it, and it was impossible to say that the later student ratings were completely based on the lottery.

These are all subdivisions based only on the rating of hybrids, and what is a super hybrid?

SSS grade? UR？

Chu Zihang, who could read those explanatory words, had a solemn face: "It's a rating beyond our cognition, the super hybrid known as the 'Emperor' is not limited by the 'critical blood limit', even if the concentration of dragon blood is high, they will not lose their minds and become Deadpool, they have the potential to rival the Dragon King, so they were born to be the leader of the Eight Snake Qi Families." ”

At this point he paused and looked at Caesar: "'Emperor' is born and destined to rule the lands of the East, even if he is young enough to make those elders bow down to him, do you think these adjectives are very similar to a person we know?" ”

"Yes...... Giant tortoise? His men call him Young Master! The conjecture exploded in Caesar's mind.

Chu Zihang confirmed his conjecture.

Caesar only thought it was funny that the lazy Japanese man who just wanted to go to the French beach to buy sunscreen was above everyone.

It's no wonder that Qianli can erase everything that happened in the Mambo Internet Cafe with just one promise of his, and it's no wonder that Tachibana Masamune obviously has murderous intentions towards Qianli or has to let go because of Gen Zhisheng's protection.

Gen Zhisheng is the destined ruler, and Tachibana Masamune is like the regent who takes power because the emperor is too young, and his power will always be bound to Gen Zhisheng.

"This is ridiculous, you might as well make me believe that there are Super Saiyans in this world."

He admitted that his mood was a bit complicated now, he had always felt that he was the only noble son, so he didn't care if he was as good as Chu Zihang, and he didn't care about Lu Mingfei's intimate interaction with the White King just now - the sun would never mind the moon radiating clear light through his light - but when he heard Chu Zihang describe that Yuan Zhisheng was actually the king, he was a commoner under the king......

What a mistake!