Ten minutes later, the arena was full of large and small potholes.

Old Tang's scales were shattered into pieces and covered in blood, like a candle blown out by the wind.

He stood straight on the spot, breathing raggedly, but his golden eyes were shining.

Chen Mo and Chu Zihang stood opposite him. The former said seriously: "It's over, King of Bronze and Fire!"

In an instant, Chen Mo's figure flashed past, and he suddenly punched out. The sandbag-sized fist landed on Old Tang's stomach. In an instant, scales flew away.

The severe pain finally defeated Old Tang's remaining will, and he fell to the ground unconscious. Chu Zihang took out a blank card and placed it on Old Tang, and the power of choice could be absorbed.

Red light flowed from Old Tang's body and poured into the blank card.

As time went by, an iron-blue dragon gradually appeared on the blank card, surrounded by strange and weird golden dragon text.

After the absorption was completed, half of the picture in the center of the card was blank.

Chu Zihang analyzed: "The four kings are all twins, one has control and the other has control. Judging from Old Tang's strength, he should be the one with control. If we are facing Constantine, he

Once all the power is unleashed, it will be a world-ending disaster."

Chen Mo's face was neither happy nor sad, like a priest singing the Bible, "Old Tang, the King of Bronze and Fire, even if he was fighting alone, he still stood in front of his throne, and he did not take a step back until the last moment. He

He is great and immortal, and his spirit is worthy of our memory. We treat Old Tang to a KFC meal."

Chu Zihang: “…………”

Chen Mo: “…………”

Old Tang who just woke up: "…………"

"Damn it, if I can't beat you, I will hang you on a bronze pillar in the snowy mountains and freeze you to death!" Old Tang straightened up with difficulty and said.

The three of them returned to normal. Lu Mingfei pulled Old Tang up and said "Don't die", curing all of Old Tang's injuries.

"This is...that's how it is..."

Old Tang looked at Lu Mingfei, the shock in his eyes flashed away.

But Old Tang did not say anything. Instead, he was supported by Lu Mingfei and stood up with difficulty, "Since you have taken away my authority, then take away Constantine's too, otherwise Constantine will still...

die."

"What's the meaning?"

Old Tang smiled mysteriously, "It's not interesting. You'd better hurry up. Constantine's blood will awaken the White King in at least two months!"

"Then give us a definite location and we will dig!" Chen Mo didn't ask any more questions. He naturally knew this. Lu Mingze, the man behind Lu Mingfei, would not let them live.

"Okay, let's eat KFC first and talk while eating."

On the way down the mountain, the four of them met Yuan Zhisheng and his party who were coming.

"It's settled, let's go."

Yuan Zhi waited for the four of them to get into the Hummer and drove for them himself. Mainly because he was worried about others driving. If he offended the king, Japan might be gone.

Arriving in downtown Tokyo and returning to the Peninsula Hotel, the four of them washed off the dust on their bodies and headed to the nearby KFC.

Yuan Zhisheng also came with him. Although Old Tang looked harmless and a bit festive now, the shock he gave Yuan Zhisheng twice was like a nightmare that has been lingering in his mind.

For the first time, he felt that he, the emperor, was nothing.

Old Tang took a big hamburger and took a bite, and said: "As for Constantine's egg, I felt before that he is in a Nibelung under Mount Fuji."

"Nibelungen? What is that?" Lu Mingfei exposed his nature as a scumbag.

"The Nibelungs are the country of the dead in Nordic mythology...The country of fog, Niflheim, is a place that the living cannot reach. Only the dead can go there. All matter in the Nibelungs is death.

, including elements. Nibelung roots can only be established by primary species and secondary species."

Chu Zihang, a top student, stood up and explained to Lu Mingfei, and since this was a course that only sophomores would take, it was normal for Lu Mingfei not to know.

Yuan Zhisheng was quite excited, "Was it established by God?"

Old Tang wiped the oil on his fingers and said, "No. The White King is not dead. He will come back one day. And the Nibelungs were built based on the White King's ruins, which is equivalent to

It’s a semi-remnant product. Constantine’s blood nourishes the sleeping next-generation species and the White King inside. Before the White King wakes up, his group of men will wake up in advance.”

"That... group?!" Yuan Zhisheng's throat was dry.

"That's right. They are sacrifices to welcome the rebirth of the White King. They use their nutrients to condense their powerful bodies. They should not be awakened. But now that Constantine appears, Constantine's blood will awaken them. It will awaken them.

White King."

"Hey, hey, Old Tang, that's your brother, aren't you worried?"

Seeing Old Tang eating burgers like a homeless man who had been hungry for more than ten days, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but wonder, does this guy really care about his younger brother?

"It's useless to be anxious. You have deprived me of my rights. Apart from eating, I can only accompany you to play interstellar games." Old Tang looked at it very openly. He was still the same heartless person as usual.

Big-footed man.

"Rights...deprived?"

Yuan Zhisheng looked at Chen Mo and the others in disbelief. These three people actually have the ability to deprive the king of his power. How... how is this possible?

"What do you think the Sa family is doing?" Chen Mo ate the egg tart and looked at Yuan Zhisheng in confusion.

"No...it's okay."

It's hard to believe that these perverts in little skirts can even deprive the Dragon King of his power, so why not give Eri Yi a try? A light appeared in Yuan Zhisheng's eyes.

A few minutes later, Old Tang wiped his hands, patted his bulging belly, burped happily, and then picked his teeth with a toothpick, "When do you plan to take action?"

Chen Mo and the others looked at Yuan Zhisheng. Yuan Zhisheng spread his hands helplessly and said, "I can't make a decision on this. How can I mobilize a large amount of family resources to dig without any evidence? I can't say that a monarch is here.

Just tell me that while eating KFC."

"That's not a problem. Amo, since you have absorbed my power, you can use it."

Chen Mo took out a drive with white paint and black background, "It should be fine."

"I'll go, Kamen Rider! This is a boy's dream. It's too perverted for you to wear a full skirt every day."

Old Tang's eyes shone brightly, and he stretched out his oil-stained hand to touch it, but was slapped away by Chen Mo.

"You said we are perverts, but I won't say anything."

"I really hope you can say something." Lu Mingfei covered his face in shame and complained.

Chen Mo said solemnly: "But only Gundam is worthy of a boy's lofty dream!!"

"Kamen Rider!"

"Gundam!"

"Kamen Rider!"

"Gundam!"

Seeing these two people starting to make mistakes, Yuan Zhisheng was really helpless to complain. If he had encountered this scene when he was a teenager, he might have said something about Ultraman.

But he is already past the age of second grade.

"Okay, okay, I'll have someone prepare a bunch of stuff about Gundam and Kamen Rider for you later. Where did you talk about just now?" Yuan Zhisheng stopped him.

Chu Zihang said: "Let's talk about the power of the King of Bronze and Fire."

Old Tang continued: "Use my power to roar at Mount Fuji to make that generation feel threatened. They will be born early for their own safety, and you can detect it."

"But remember, control your power. If the fire element in Mount Fuji is mobilized to riot, Mount Fuji will erupt directly."

When Chen Mo heard this, he realized that there was such a good thing.
Chapter completed!