Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Warhammer

On the other side, Kungunil, who was carrying the aura of decay and death, was already approaching Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei has never been afraid of death, but this does not mean that he will do nothing and let the blasphemous pseudo-god weapon easily penetrate him.

He reached out and grabbed the tip of the black spear.

"Uh-huh!"

Lu Mingfei's palms cracked inch by inch under the rotten aura, and blood splattered.

Even the spiritual radiance around him was dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the light wings behind him gradually withered away.

He underestimated the power of that false god.

In the past, this blessing of the Emperor's Holy Glory was enough to make him a champion warrior of the "Emperor's Favor";

With such an honor, at least the brothers in the Chapter who have been neglected by the Empire can get more help.

But now, the blessing of Shenghui only allowed Lu Mingfei to briefly regain the physical strength he had when he returned to Astartes.

And as the holy light faded, Lu Mingfei could feel that the power was constantly disappearing from his body.

But he still held his head high, showed no fear on his face, and fought to the death with Kungunir.

Odin finally tore away the chainsword before its fangs could snap through his neck.

The divine blood was surging, and the remaining golden flames were still burning his wounds, making it impossible for him to heal easily.

He roared angrily and clenched the chainsword that drank his blood into pieces together with its inner soul.

In this fight, the god suffered heavy losses.

Angel's situation is not optimistic either.

Lu Mingfei's arm had been completely carbonized, and the magic gun in his hand screamed in a low voice, breaking through the protection of Shenghui inch by inch and piercing his body.

"It seems that your soul has been protected, brother."

Suddenly, Lu Mingfei heard someone beside him chuckle quietly.

The handsome little boy appeared next to me out of nowhere.

He stared at the black spear that pierced his chest like a living thing, curiosity written all over his delicate face.

"Devil, my soul will return to the golden throne, and you will never be able to take it away."

Lu Mingfei said coldly.

"I do want your soul...but not now."

"And from now on, it seems that your soul is not that easy to get..."

The boy who called himself Lu Mingze smiled, stretched out his hand and grabbed the body of the black spear.

Lu Mingfei immediately felt that the sting from the false god's spear was much relieved.

This demon is actually helping him?

Moreover, the remaining spiritual brilliance in his body did not repel him much.

But now is not the time to delve into these issues. He seizes the opportunity and wants to pull out the black spear in one go.

Odin's dull chanting came from the distance.

He was only severely injured, but not dead. He still had the power to use that powerful authority.

The sound of rushing waves sounded again.

The monstrous water curtains rising from the abyss on both sides finally received Odin's inspiration at this moment, and seemed to come alive, splitting and twisting into dozens of violent silver water dragons.

Compared with them, this section of the viaduct is as small as a trembling boat on the sea.

Lu Mingfei's expression changed, and he suddenly turned back to look at Maybach who was still trapped in the three-sided water curtain in the distance.

Chu Zihang is still in the car!

"Zihang, drive forward! Don't stop!"

An angry shout suddenly broke out on the shaky boat.

After hearing his father's words, Chu Zihang did not hesitate - or in other words, he had lost the ability to think and mechanically stepped on the accelerator.

The Maybach's twelve-cylinder engine roared, rushing towards the epic battlefield ahead that had just subsided a short time ago amid dozens of water dragons falling towards the viaduct.

"Great, he's still alive!"

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief and tried his best to pull Kungunir out of his chest, pulling out a large cluster of silver-white silk threads.

These spiderweb-like threads sparkled with the luster of diamonds, but were quickly burned by the remaining spiritual radiance on his body, igniting a golden holy flame.

"These are the threads of fate. Before Kungunir was cast, fate had already connected your heart to the tip of the spear."

"Congratulations, brother... you are the first person to break away from Kungunir's fate."

Lu Mingze said quietly.

Lu Mingfei ignored the devil's whispers. There was not much spiritual energy left in him, but he still rushed towards the bleeding Odin.

He wants to drag Odin and let Chu Tianjiao and his son leave before the world is swallowed up by the torrent - if he can kill the false god, it will be even more profitable!

But at this moment, time seemed to have frozen.

The world in front of me was tainted with a layer of gray light, and the water dragons that crashed down on both sides of the elevated road stopped.

Lu Mingfei could see countless crystal water droplets hovering in the air, and countless black shadows jumping out of the abyss under the viaduct.

He also saw Chu Tianjiao in the distance, but his appearance almost made Lu Mingfei think he was an alien——

The exposed skin is covered with blue-black scales, two ferocious bone horns protrude from the forehead, and the golden pupils are filled with lava-like light.

A thick blood-red mist was steaming all over his body, and it was obvious that the "psionic ability" to activate such power was quite a burden on him.

The only people who could move normally on this section of the viaduct were him, Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang and the Maybach!

"Take your son away! I'll hold him back!"

Lu Mingfei yelled.

"Don't even think about killing gods at this time! Take my son away quickly!"

"I'm not embarrassed enough to ask a minor to cut off my virginity!"

Chu Tianjiao shouted hoarsely.

Lu Mingfei looked ugly, clenching and unclenching his fists.

"Don't worry, I probably won't die...you can turn into a Super Saiyan later, and you might be able to help me if you come in!"

"Don't let him go now. Nonsense, hurry up and protect my son. Go as far as you can!"

The man's body trembled, and he half-knelt on the ground and shouted.

"Then you'd better not die..."

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and looked at Odin with fierce eyes.

Odin's single eye was also staring at them, and the divine blood flowing endlessly from the shoulder made the shroud even scarleter.

"Come in later and take off your head, false god..."

Lu Mingfei whispered, stretching out his carbonized black arm to grab the door of the Maybach that passed by.

Chu Zihang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, saw the man kneeling on the ground with a long knife in his arms, looking as ferocious as a demon.

The man smiled at him, with a mouth full of sharp fangs, and the smile from the corners of his mouth extended to his ears.

"Well done, son."

Chu Tianjiao said softly, watching Maybach rush forward into the heavy rainy night.

"boom!"

The flow of time returned to normal, and the torrent swallowed up everything in sight.

Chu Zihang's mind went blank, and he drove the car mechanically in the rain.

He never thought that a man could be so majestic and show such a miraculous scene...

And this man is his father.

A man can wield a demonic sword to kill shadows, assassinate gods, and be extremely impressive.

But he is willing to play a useless man in front of his wife and a humble driver in front of his son.

Just so as not to involve them in another dangerous world.

When Chu Zihang understood all this, it was already too late.

In this rainy night, his father parted from him, and it was still unknown whether they would meet again in this life.

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