Lu Mingfei and Mai lay idly by the window, watching the night view.
Just then, scorching flames and an overwhelmingly terrifying royal aura descended upon them.
It was the fully fused King of the Dragon Clan—
the ultimate embodiment of authority and power.
Even from hundreds of meters away, the pressure it emitted made Mai struggle to breathe.
It felt like a massive hand had clenched around her heart.
Just a slight squeeze, and it could burst.
This damn job is really getting too dangerous to keep doing.
Mai inwardly complained that this job was way too hard.
Lu Mingfei, on the other hand, didn't feel much—
but in his spiritual perception, he could sense a terrifying energy ahead.
A massive surge of vitality was rapidly spreading outward.
Something monstrous had been born.
The intense flames lit up the night sky.
Passersby looked toward the glow in curiosity—
some even trying to find the source.
But the red fire was like a mirage—
no matter how hard ordinary people searched, they couldn't locate it.
At that moment—
the scene around them shifted.
A cute child in a suit suddenly appeared beside Lu Mingfei.
His eyes held a sorrowful gleam.
"Looks like they've made their choice.
But brother, what we've lost… we will take back again."
Lu Mingfei just gave a light nod,
showing no strong reaction.
He didn't believe Old Tang and Constantine had died.
Most likely, Ren Asakura had used some method to fuse their power and authority.
"You really have changed, brother."
Lu Mingze stepped forward, taking Mai's place at the window,
and gazed into the distance where the fire raged.
"I once believed they'd never take this step— not even in death."
Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes.
"Could you not drag me into your dream realm every time something happens? Besides, you're not all-powerful."
Lu Mingze was momentarily stunned.
His brother's response was not what he had expected.
It was like the script of destiny had suddenly glitched.
But what angered Lu Mingze more
was that his brother had rejected him.
"Brother, you seem to be hiding a lot of secrets."
The little devil was clearly upset—
but he would never show anger toward his brother.
Lu Mingfei yawned out of boredom.
"Alright, alright. I get it.
But I'm not following the destiny you wrote for me. I'll take control of my own fate."
Lu Mingze froze for a second.
It was as if he had just heard something hilarious.
His cute, delicate face curled into a beautifully amused smile.
"No, brother.
No matter how the future unfolds,
you will ascend the Iron Throne.
Maybe the path has twisted—
but ruling the world is still the final destination of your fate."
Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that Lu Mingze had a serious condition.
A very severe one.
Chuunibyou!
How perfectly it fit!
Setting himself up as the fallen King of the World, stripped from his throne.
And once awakened again,
he would rule the world, punish all traitors, and reclaim everything he had lost.
"I'm not interested in ruling the world. I just want to take care of my little patch of land.
Just don't stir up trouble for me."
Even though Lu Mingfei had stepped onto the path of cultivation,
his personality hadn't changed much.
Still that hopeless loser.
Still that kid who just wouldn't grow up.
Lu Mingze sighed helplessly.
"Brother, you don't need to be so guarded with me. I'm your little brother. I'll always stay by your side.
In this whole world, only I will never betray you. Even if the world turns against you, I won't. And one day, I'll take back everything we've lost."
Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered a classic line from A Better Tomorrow—
the one line made so iconic.
"What I've lost… I'll get back!"
Unfortunately, the one saying it now was a cute little boy—Lu Mingze.
"Before I go, Brother—
with just a quarter of my life,
I can do one thing for you.
Even if that means killing the King over there, or the one you're about to meet—the King of Earth and Mountains."
Lu Mingfei was slightly stunned—
but the dream had already ended.
Lu Mingze's place was taken by Mai.
Mai, noticing Lu Mingfei staring at her, asked curiously:
"Is there something on my face?"
…
Feeling the power of the King.
At this moment, even casting powerful fire-based Words of Power required no chanting—
they could be unleashed instantly.
Words of Power like Zhu Rong, Rhein...
This drastically reduced the risk of being interrupted.
The King's power— to rule the world.
Old Tang even felt that with this power, he possessed everything.
As if grasping the cicada meant holding all of summer in his hands.
This invincible kingly state lasted barely five seconds before ending.
The Blazing Sun Flame Dragon flickered—
The flames vanished.
The armor dissolved into light and disappeared.
Old Tang and Constantine were instantly separated—collapsing to the ground, completely drained.
It was like they had stayed up for seven days and nights without sleep—
not a single ounce of strength left in their bodies.
"Five seconds, huh?
Are you two secretly the Barbarian King's brothers?
True men of five seconds."
Ren Asakura said with a grin.
Old Tang struggled to get to his feet—
but his face was filled with excitement.
A thousand-year wish had finally been fulfilled.
With this armor summoner,
he no longer needed to devour Constantine.
Even though it lasted only five seconds,
the sensation was incredible.
You in me, me in you.
It was just like the fusion technique in Dragon Ball—even their thoughts merged together.
But it was Old Tang who was in control.
As soon as they fused, Constantine gave up all bodily control.
The younger brother always trusted the older one.
The older brother always protected the younger.
As the fusion ended—
The flames disappeared.
The town once again returned to darkness.
The surrounding bystanders, unable to find the source, just chalked it up to some strange natural phenomenon.
"Ren Asakura, I really can't thank you enough. From now on, if you tell me to go east, I won't go west.
If you say south, I won't go north."
The Black King has awakened.
A new storm has arrived.
Traitors like them were bound to end up on the Black King's kill list.
This was the time to cling tightly to a powerful backer.
Even after living thousands of years,
the Dragon Kings still didn't want to die.
Who doesn't want to live a peaceful, happy life?
Ren Asakura nodded, clearly enjoying the flattery.
"Relax, little bro. You're under my protection now.
Whoever messes with you, messes with me. I'll beat the crap outta anyone who tries."
Old Tang laughed joyfully,
though his face was pale as a ghost.
His legs were trembling,
his hands shaking—
he was completely spent.
Walking? Absolutely not happening.
Ren Asakura had no choice but to lift one man in each hand
and carry them back to the hotel.
When they returned,
Lu Mingfei and Mai were already waiting.
Seeing the two Kings of Bronze and Fire—though pale and exhausted, still completely unharmed—
Lu Mingfei finally let out a breath of relief.
"What just happened?"
he asked calmly.
Ren Asakura replied casually,
"Just gave them a little taste of what it feels like to be a real man—
for five seconds. Though… maybe five seconds is a bit too short."
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