Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

"What's the meaning?"

Chu Zihang's heart suddenly tightened, he stared at the man and asked: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, although the little monster stole my limelight, your dad is actually not bad at all." The man grinned and said, "I still have to attend your parent-teacher meeting. Don't worry, son."

If it is really the Dragon King at the end, then it is impossible for them to win. Even with the little monster and him, there is absolutely no chance of winning...

"parking."

A sudden voice came from behind, and the man subconsciously stepped on the brakes.

The car slowed down sharply, the brake pads squealing.

The Maybach stopped in the middle of the road in the rain, and a hazy white light could be seen in the distance.

"Why stop?"

The man frowned and looked at Jiang Shouyun and said, "Don't tell me that you want to turn around now."

Hearing this, Lu Mingfei, who was huddled in the back row and trembling slightly, suddenly lit up.

yes.

Maybe we can get out if we turn around...

"That's enough here."

Jiang Shouyun slowly opened his eyes, looked at the light in the distance and said softly: "We are the invited guests. The master of this world should take the initiative to come out to see us, right?"

The man was suddenly stunned for a moment, feeling that the young man sitting behind him had changed, and his body exuded a sense of sharpness that could cut through everything.

At the same time, the blinding white light was getting closer.

——He was taking the initiative to come towards them.

In the deepest part of the white light, there was the sound of horses neighing and the sound of rumbled hooves.

Several people in the car heard it and saw the tall figure coming from the white light.

It was a burly horse as big as a mountain. When its eyes were closed, pieces of electric shavings were shed. It was wearing a heavy armor with staggered metal patterns, and its white fur was dripping with the glow of crystal stones.

The horse's neighing sound was dull as if it was breathing thunder and lightning. The eight majestic horse legs stepped on the asphalt road, leaving bottomless cracks in the ground. It was as if the whole world was shaking under the horse's hooves.

And on the horse's back, sat a black shadow.

He wears a majestic iron mask, and his single eye pupil emits golden light.

The heavy dark golden armor all over his body seemed to be covered with a glimmer of light as the rain sprinkled on it.

"What is that?" Lu Mingfei's voice trembled.

Riding an eight-legged horse, carrying a spear made of tree branches, wearing dark gold armor, and a dark blue wind cloak, with one eye!

"That's the god." Chu Zihang said in a hoarse voice.

In Norse mythology, Odin, the main god of the Æsir clan!

at this moment.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang's worldview completely collapsed.

Everything they believed in before was completely shattered, and the world was not what they imagined at all!

The god who was supposed to exist in the words and murals actually came to the world!

He came with the radiance of God, and the white light instantly enveloped them. He walked toward them astride an eight-legged horse, and was surrounded by thunder and majesty.

However, there are always creatures on earth who dare to face the power of thunder!

In an instant, chant-like chants resounded throughout the world!

"O King, the mask of flesh and blood, all forms, fluttering wings, bearing the name of man!"

Jiang Shouyun's figure appeared on the roof of the car, the blade in his hand pointed directly at the god in a presumptuous manner, all the spiritual energy in his body surged out and condensed, and his chant overwhelmed the thunderous sound of hooves.

"Carve two lotuses on the wall of blue fire, and wait for the abyss of fire in the distant sky!"

The dark blue flames that seemed to distort the air condensed around the body, and the terrifying power enveloped the spiritual power and spread to the surroundings.

The blue light illuminated half of the dark night, instantly extinguishing the spreading white tide.

"Roar!!"

The eight-legged horse slowly stopped its progress, neighing and raising its four front hooves in the air, revealing the unruffled and powerful god on the seat!

The next moment, an edict-like voice fell.

"The Seventy-Third of the Broken Dao, the Double Lotus Blue Fire Pendant!"

boom! !

The completely chanted Podao exploded to the extreme.

The roar and explosion, far more terrifying than thunder, resounded throughout the world!

That is the gift that the ungrateful tyrant returned to himself!

The surging power condensed like a sword at this moment, attacking the eight-legged horse controlled by the "god".

When the god's horse raised its hooves, the surrounding rain curtains all gathered at this time, blocking the front like an endless waterfall.

However, when the overlapping flames met, even the heavy rain was dispersed by the shock wave, and even the boundless river was burned to ashes.

Bang! !

There is no water flowing in a regular circular space. The rain curtain is evaporated by the high temperature like dry land, and the mist rises in an instant like it reaches the sky!

So, the "god" raised the "scepter" in his hand.

All the impacts stopped before touching the towering figure, and the ultimate attack that could destroy the building seemed to be eliminated by the invisible realm.

In the hazy white mist, the "god" slowly walked out with his eight-legged divine horse on his crotch.

The dark gold armor was bathed in flashing lightning, and the rain falling on it was evaporated into water vapor by the high temperature, and the broken spiritual pressure turned into dots of starlight and dispersed.

His golden single eye... seems a little dim?

But soon the majestic light burst out again.

Groups of black shadows came out from behind Him, like a group of priests about to perform mass.

They were surrounded in all directions, wearing the same black cloak, the same pale face, and the same empty eyes shining with golden light.

"It doesn't look like he's a swindler."

Jiang Shouyun looked at the "god" getting closer and said softly.

In this space full of dead things.

Even if his current spiritual pressure is not enough to release the ultra-high-standard "Seventy-Three of the Broken Paths", he can still use the ownerless spirits that have escaped outside to forcibly condense and release it.

Although it has its own form and can cause no damage, it cannot be easily blocked.

But now it has not caused any substantial damage to that figure.

Obviously, that guy has greater power and authority in this space of his own.

——This "Nibelung" is a space with an owner after all.

"Get out of the car." The man in the car whispered.

Chu Zihang moved his legs and mechanically followed the man out of the car.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and then opened the car door.

"Don't be afraid. Although I was scared when I saw it for the first time, fear is useless."

The man held Chu Zihang's hand tightly, protected him and Lu Mingfei behind him and smiled: "I didn't want you to see this, but I got you involved."

“But now that you’ve seen it, don’t miss the opportunity and watch with your eyes wide open!”

When Chu Zihang looked at the figure in front of him, he had never felt that his figure was so tall, as unshakable as a mountain.

It was raining above and below the ground, and beyond the rain was boundless darkness.

There is a wide elevated road under your feet, and there are transparent water curtains in all directions, as if all the rain in the world has gathered in this space, with no gaps between the rain streams and the rain streams.

The eight-legged horse slowly knelt down and stopped. Odin inserted the divine spear "Kungunir" into the wet asphalt road and used the divine horse as a throne.

"How dare you hit God's throne!"

Odin's deep divine voice came from the rain, and what he responded to were words as cold as ice.

"You mean... God?"

Jiang Shouyun stood on the roof of the car, looking straight at the majestic iron face, and his expressionless face suddenly became a little more volatile.

That is the disdainful smile of the arrogant towards the so-called "gods".

"The 'god' hiding behind the mask?"

"Are you worthy of calling yourself 'God'?"

There should be one more chapter, but it’s a little late. I’d like to ask for a monthly ticket by the way. Also, wuwuwu, don’t support books. Everyone, I’ve already lost a recommendation today, and my mentality is really a bit low. I’ve been feeling uncomfortable all afternoon. .

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Naruto fanfic, a new book by the best Naruto author, you can tell just by looking at the name, it’s full of books, hahaha