"The prince is the prince, and there is no need to be crowned king."

The prince said lightly.

"Hmph."

The more he avoided answering, the more Lu Mingfei confirmed that this guy with his head and tail was a dragon king.

"You alien leaders are really interesting, either parasitic in other people's bodies, or wearing masks."

He scoffed.

"I'm not like you, I can't see the light. If the outcasts don't learn to keep a low profile, they will either be killed by you humans or reduced to food for their fellow tribes. ”

The prince generously admitted.

"Don't be busy taunting me, Lu Mingfei, get ready to cut down the dragon."

His tone suddenly became dull, like a bucket of seaweed egg drop soup that had been fished for too many years.

The realm of Time Zero is lifted, and the Golden Tower is soon revealed.

Underneath the white is still white, but no longer mycelium, but milky white stones like milk.

The high priest heard their conversation, and although he didn't understand it because he spoke Chinese, it was certainly not a good thing.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the gods return, all those with bad intentions will only be sacrificed on the altar.

"Return, Aztec gods!"

He shouted loudly, then pressed the green jewel on his chest against the pyramid.

A green glow instantly enveloped the entire pyramid, and the tower body was deleted piece by piece like a code.

And the existence that has been dormant in it has also taken on the form of being isolated from the world for thousands of years.

It turns out that the scheming prince doesn't count everything.

When he saw the creatures in the pyramid, he had the same stunned expression as the high priest.

"God, why have you become like this?"

The high priest shouted in disbelief.

The thing in front of him was not a dragon with fleshy wings, nor a tall and handsome humanoid, or even a deformed Deadpool, but.

Something indescribable.

It looked like a large ball of flesh with eyes, and dozens of claws grew from all over its body.

It had a barely beaked cleft on its front, full of layers of jagged teeth, and several scaly strips protruding from its mouth, making it impossible to tell if it was a tentacle or a tail.

And the most terrifying thing is that the swollen bubbles on its body are constantly bulging and bursting, spewing out green glowing pus.

"Texcatlipoca, how did you become like this?"

The prince said Long Wen in shock.

Tezcatlipoca, the god of darkness and the invisible in Aztec mythology.

He ruled the First Solar Age, the supreme divine power, the manipulator of the fate of mankind, and the master of all hidden knowledge.

Hearing the prince's dragon words, the monster suspected of being Tezcatlipoca turned its body and turned its mouth towards him.

In the next second, it gave an old friend a warm hug.

The fleshball's rift opened to the point where it was larger than its own diameter, enough to swallow a dozen people in one bite.

A wall of ice appeared out of thin air, blocking its path, only to be condensed twice by its whip-like tentacles.

More than a dozen Yin Thunderbolts exploded in the mouth of the meat ball, blasting it to the ground.

It seemed that the ball had done a lot of damage, and its eyes kept opening and whimpering in pain.

But soon, the wounds caused by the explosion were rapidly healing, and in a matter of seconds, even the teeth and tentacles that had been blown away grew out.

And the strange thing is that the prince did not sense the power of Long Wen.

It's an impossible thing to do.

Words and spirits are a fixed combination of the manifestation of elemental power, while dragon text is a collection of instructions to mobilize the power of the elements.

Even the four great monarchs must use the dragon text to release their great power.

The legendary Shiva Dance of the King of the Earth and the Mountain does not require the chanting of the Dragon Script, but the dance of the Dragon King's huge body during the cast is itself a Dragon Script.

"Texcatlippoca, what the hell have you done to yourself?"

The prince said with a complicated face.

Even though they had known each other for thousands of years, he still didn't seem to know enough about his titular courtier.

The ball of flesh let out a terrible howl, and green slime continued to flow from its mouth, corroding the ground into holes.

Its eyes opened again, and then slammed headlong into the prince again.

With a move of both hands, the prince rose from the ground and swept the meat ball into the air.

Then he put his hands together, and the unstable field exploded with a flash, a dark red, and the blazing flames splattered everywhere, and were sucked in by the tornado.

"Jun Yan" and "Wind King's Pupil" were simultaneously pushed to the limit by the prince's dragon script, and the highly concentrated fire element became more active under the urging of the wind element, forming a swaying fire snake.

The fiery snake writhed into the air, shattered as soon as it touched the ball of flesh, and scattered into the void of the hurricane, forming the spectacle of the "Flame Tornado".

Chu Zihang's pupils, who were rushing over, were shocked, it turned out that Yan Ling Jun Yan could still be used like this.

This usage will increase the power of the Monarch Flame by at least three times, enough to cause a deterrent effect in most scenes.

This is a great improvement in his personal strength, but where is he going to find a partner with the pupils of the Spirit of Words and Winds?

Under the all-round scorching of thousands of degrees of flames, the volume of the meat ball quickly shrank to half of its original size.

At this rate, in no more than a minute, this monster will turn into an air pollutant.

But there was no relaxed look on the prince's face, his old friend would not die so easily, even if he became this dragon and ghost and not ghost.

Sure enough, when the ball shrank to one-third, the original position of the eyes was sunken and became holes, and green pus squirted out of it as if it didn't need money.

All the flames that were splashed were extinguished at once, and even the tornado quickly dissipated.

The prince's face changed drastically, and he felt that the realm of words and spirits was being disintegrated by a strange force, and it was spreading towards him.

He immediately disengaged the spirit, and the ball of flesh smashed straight to the ground, but instead of bounce up, it sucked like a magnet.

Two-thirds of its volume was burned by the flames, but the monster's appearance did not change at all.

Everything that was burned grew back, and even the position of the eyes and tentacles did not change, but they were reduced in equal proportions.

Lu Mingfei quietly watched this terrifying scene, the prince could not accept it, but he was used to it.

Compared to the indistinguishable chaos in subspace, the appearance of this meat ball is even quite delicious.

The ball of meat spun around on the ground, and all eyes suddenly moved to the front, and then shot hundreds of green beams of light towards the prince.

The latter immediately unleashed the Spirit of Words Vajra Realm, which was almost absolutely defensive against light-type attacks.

But the invisible barrier of absolute defense was pierced by the beam of light almost instantly, shooting the prince into honeycomb coal.

"It's not your style to be so enthusiastic about old friends."

The crown prince spat out a charred fragment of internal organs, and if he hadn't opened the bronze throne in time, he would have been a corpse by now, although death was not far from now.

I can't die yet.

The Spirit of Words Flame was released again, interrupting the impact of the meat ball and blowing it away.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the crown prince released another word spirit.

This spirit was also a heavy burden for him at this time, and by the time the obscure dragon text was finished, his face had turned as pale as a corpse.

But the power of the spirit of words soon came into play, and the already noble bloodline was further enhanced.

The activity of his cells has increased to a terrifying level, and the regrowth and replenishment of his torn body has even been further strengthened.

At this time, the prince's physical body was already close to the strength of the secondary species, and he was almost immortal before the effect of the spirit disappeared.

"That guy's words are really hard to use."

The prince muttered to himself.

He glanced at Lu Mingfei, a little curious that the other party didn't take the opportunity to kill him.

Lu Mingfei's expression was unwavering, and he had seen too much dog-eat-dog between aliens.

No matter who dies between them, he will be responsible for sending the surviving one on his way with him.

Looking at Lu Mingfei, who was standing there motionless, the prince was also a little helpless.

Aren't you human supremacist? Aren't you some angel of death?

The temple sells some addictive products, and you have to kill everyone else, and now the big boss behind you is in front of you, where are you watching the show?

I thought I could fool a thug, but I had to play it myself.

The prince reluctantly stretched out his hand into his arms, the spirit of words was ineffective against this monster, and he could only fight with savage cold weapons.

The black blade was pulled out of his bosom inch by inch, and a rich luster flowed on the surface of the blade, like fine ink.

The prince carefully grasped the hilt of the sword, keeping the blade straight forward away from him.

The name of this knife is the tooth of the willow, and this is not the product of alchemy technology, but a legacy of a much older era.

The poison in the knife had poisoned a sub-species in the era of the four great monarchs, and he didn't dare to say that his current body could withstand it.

The eighth order was launched in an instant, and the pitch-black blade instantly pierced into the eyes of the meat ball.

Worried that the strange power would take effect on him, the prince felt the touch of the blade entering his flesh, and immediately turned around and activated the Spirit of Speech Instant, away from the monster.

The poison of the tooth of the willow quickly attacked, and the black color quickly spread from the place where the blade pierced to the whole body of the meat ball.

Its flesh and blood were all dripping with ink from the outside in, and the green light shot out again, but it could not fight the poison.

"Rest in peace, Texcatlipoca, you should have died a long time ago."

The prince said coldly, then turned around and swung his fist, deflecting the oncoming dragon slaying sword.

"Are you so eager to make a profit?"

He said lightly.

"Destroy the aliens, the sooner the better."

Lu Mingfei used the power of the other party to turn the dragon slaying sword in a half circle, and slashed it with more powerful kinetic energy.

Even though his body was strengthened by the power of words, the crown prince was still as tall as a child compared to the Space Marines.

The prince did not activate Time Zero, but avoided the blow with the Spirit of Words.

Time Zero is a rather strange spirit even in the eyes of the dragons, and many dragons believe that there is some price to pay for using it.

The Black King did not respond to this.

For this reason, even the Four Great Sovereigns will try to avoid using Time Zero, and will only use it in an emergency.

"I'm not Jörmungadr's shit."

The crown prince was about to let Lu Mingfei understand how strong the real king was, when suddenly the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of green.

"Huh?"

He jerked his head back, and a dark green heart slowly rose from the ash heap from which the ball of meat burned.

"Lu Mingfei, stop fighting!"

The prince shouted in a deep voice.

"There's dirt."

He stared at the heart, a fine layer of sweat breaking out on his forehead.

(End of chapter)