Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Odin's golden eye, like a giant candle, slowly lifted up from the bottom to the top. The violent elemental turbulence raised by the power of the king of the earth and the mountain was cut off less than five meters in front of him. It was like a knife, a knife that fell from the sky and could cut everything. The side of the knife that fell was ravaged by the anger of the earth and the mountain, while the majesty of the god remained the same.

There were memories awakened under the ancient silver mask. In the old days of the ancient times, the creation of the Black King was only a few supreme beings. They had erected their own thrones on the copper pillars standing in the far north, drank and talked happily in the thrones, and also hurt each other with swords in the wind and sand of the desolate south for thousands of miles. Their blood was spilt from the Great Rift Valley of East Africa to the vast Gobi Desert.

The supreme beings looked forward to reunion, and the hearts in their chests became restless because of hatred.

In Odin's vision, the powerful girl and the ferocious boy stood quietly on the granite thorn throne at the same time.

When Lu Mingfei swung his sword to stir up the elemental turbulence, the girl also swung her sword. The cold wind and the raindrops that broke into foam in the cold wind blew her cinnabar-like gorgeous skirt together, like flowers blooming in the rain.

Odin said nothing. In the brilliant red aurora, he slowly took down the long spear that was bent like a branch from his horse's back, and pointed the tip of the spear at Lu Mingfei who was looking down from the sky.

Then the originally dark sky suddenly became even darker. The black bird feathers fell from the rain clouds like countless burnt tulip petals, mixed in the rain, soaked, became heavy, and splashed small water in the accumulated water.

Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi looked up at the same time. Just behind Odin's domain, above his head, a huge black vortex crushed the towering cloud mountain silently like a millstone.

There were tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of black ravens in the black vortex, two of which spun and landed on Odin's shoulders. They were the ears and eyes of the main god in the myth, Fukin and Muni.

Pompeii Gattuso probably kept countless heroes and ravens in his nest. When he needed them, these mythical creatures would come out of the ultimate alchemy and kill the enemy in front of him.

Fukin and Muni seemed even bigger than the largest hawks in the world. Their pupils were dark gold, their beaks were as sharp as blades, and their feathers seemed to be forged from metal, flashing a deep light.

They spread their wings and spoke in human language in the rustling rain.

They said, "You've finally been fooled, you've finally been fooled, ha ha, you've finally been fooled."

The black weapon box belonging to Chu Tianjiao popped open in front of Lu Mingfei. He reached in and took out a large-caliber revolver from it. With a thunderous roar, the projectile mixed with the mercury core had broken through Odin's domain and smashed the skulls of the two ravens.

Xia Mi handed over the power of the King of Earth and Mountains to Lu Mingfei, not to let him mobilize the earth elements in this kingdom of the dead and the mountains that seemed to not exist in the dark curtain.

Her real purpose was to offset Odin's power.

The domain of the Dragon King is naturally the domain of precepts, so when Lu Mingze faced Herzog, he told him that the war between kings has always been bloody.

Without the blessing of Odin's words, the heroes are not a big problem for Lu Mingfei now.

It's just that Lu Mingfei couldn't understand why the two ravens said "You've finally been fooled".

The rain washed away the blood on Odin's blue cloak after the raven was shot in the head. Tens of thousands of ravens were still spinning silently in the huge black vortex, and then two more ravens broke out of it, circling and landing on Odin's shoulders again.

In the brief confrontation, neither Lu Mingfei nor Odin took the initiative to attack each other, because their domains were still canceling each other out and devouring each other. It would be a great burden for them to have a conflict before the king's domain disappeared.

But in the Nibelungen, which was composed of elevated roads around and behind Lu Mingfei, black shadows slowly stood up again.

They were wearing black wind cloaks, holding rusty weapons in their hands, and their bodies were as slender as ghosts, but their deformed limbs looked like monsters escaping from the human laboratory in those horror movies.

The majestic drum sound came from the dark mountains in all directions. The shadows that stood up from the rain and water came alive wherever the drum sound passed. The dry heart in the decayed and hollow chest began to beat again. From left to right, golden pupils lit up one after another under the hood of the wind field and the hood of the wind cloak, and the pupil light was like a flickering candle. In just a moment, the golden pupils wrapped Lu Mingfei in the middle like an ocean.

He looked forward, and Odin, who was filled with golden light, was surrounded by tens of thousands of shadows; he looked back, and the golden pupils of the heroes gathered into a dazzling galaxy, and the air was filled with low roars, which overwhelmed the roar of rain hitting the asphalt road.

Lu Mingfei kicked open the back door of the Maybach and held two submachine guns in his hands. The two pairs of modified killer weapons roared and spewed out half-foot-long gunfire. He skillfully controlled the guns and fired. The blunt gold armor-piercing bullets provided by Xirang swept out a qualified small fan, and the strong penetrating power actually pierced through the skulls of those heroes that were comparable to diamond.

Each of his shots almost hit the center of a hero's eyebrows. The hoods worn by these monsters created by alchemy were torn apart by the strong airflow, and the bullets easily cut off the upper part of their skulls.

Lu Mingfei's expressionless face was illuminated, just like Odin's iron face shrouded in glow.

In fact, he had known that he would encounter a situation like the one he encountered now immediately after entering Nibelungen. A modified bulletproof Maybach could not take him out of the encirclement. Only a Gundam could take him out of the encirclement.

So long before he set foot in Nibelungen, Lu Mingfei had already prepared to fight his way out of the bloody battle among thousands of troops.

This was also the reason why he refused to let Zero and Eri accompany him on the grounds that "there is no Odin mark to enter Nibelungen".

Zero had briefly entered Odin's Nibelungen in the suburbs of Chicago, and she should also have the mark of this land of the dead in her body.

But the danger here may not be inferior to Tokyo's Night Food Field. In order to stop the alchemy zombies wandering in the land of the dead created by the ancient White King's bloodline, the Snake Eight Clan paid a heavy price. Lu Mingfei was not absolutely sure that he could survive in Odin's Nibelungen.

Lu Mingfei could feel that his control over the free earth elements in this space was weakening, and Odin's control over the elements was slowly falling to a low point. He fished out a shoulder-fired rocket launcher from the back seat of the Maybach, and two seconds later a dazzling wall of fire rose between him and Odin.

At this moment, the heroes had not received the attack order from the Lord God, so they silently endured Lu Mingfei's bombardment.

Suddenly, the drum sound from the mountains reached a climax, and all the heroes on the Penrose Stairs opened their ferocious golden eyes from far to near.

Then, Odin's spear, which didn't even have a gun head, suddenly radiated a star-like brilliance, and a white cold light suddenly rose in Lu Mingfei's vision.

Because the originally silent heroes suddenly came alive, they rushed towards Lu Mingfei along the elevated road, like a rolling black tide, reminiscent of the demons that came out of hell. And the white cold light was shattered by the dense raindrops on the top of this active tide of heroes.

At the same time, Lu Mingfei and Odin's absolute control over the elements had failed. They let out low roars, but the gunshots stopped.

Lu Mingfei threw away the shoulder-fired rocket launcher and the submachine gun.

He stood the box of the seven deadly sins in front of him, and the bottom of the box was embedded in the granite. Lu Mingfei slapped the lock of the seven deadly sins, and then the sound of the bronze lock tongue breaking was heard. The heavy box opened like a folding fan, and the seven weapons with only the handles exposed inside flowed with black gold light from the gaps. They trembled with excitement. Even the entire bronze box was trembling.

Since using the bronze purgatory. The domain of sin and punishment of the seven deadly sins in Tokyo Bay, Lu Mingfei has rarely used these mythical weapons forged by the King of Bronze and Fire to kill his brothers.

At this moment, the dusty sword was unsheathed again, and the blade of lust hummed and swept away the torrent of rain.

Tian Kusanagi. Yu Zhan!

Seven deadly sins. Lust!

The two swords were unsheathed and crossed in a cross in front of the chest. The sound of the blades colliding with each other should be silent in this noisy world, but at this moment it was like a meteorite hitting the silent center of the Pacific Ocean. The sound wave caused a few meters of impact and knocked all the heroes who were charging towards Lu Mingfei to the ground.

"Before my physical strength is exhausted, even if there are thousands of troops, they can't kill me." Lu Mingfei should not be able to speak human language after the third blood burst, but at this time he made a girl's voice.

That was Xia Mi who parasitized him with a nuclear nucleus.

Lu Mingfei was not fighting alone in the battle with Odin. Behind him, the Lord of Wa and the Lord of Wa's Xiran were doing their best to analyze the door of this land of the dead. Once the entrance to Nibelungen was torn open, the modern troops that could easily destroy the so-called heroes would pour in.

Xia Mi had also returned from her deep sleep. Her vigorous spirit was like the tentacles growing on Lu Mingfei's skin, which could easily sense the potential dangers around him. Her supreme authority could also offset Odin's authority.

In this way, Lu Mingfei was standing on the same starting line as the gods.

Lu Mingfei looked down at his two short arc knives, which were the most powerful dragon-slaying weapons in the world. The knives reflected a dazzling red light, and the murderous intent that could not be concealed in his dragon pupils burst out.

He jumped down from his throne of thorns, and the heroic spirits on both sides who were originally roaring in a low voice suddenly fell silent. They scattered around in fear, and even Odin's majesty could not make them charge at Lu Mingfei again.

The next moment, Sleipnir carrying Odin appeared in front of Lu Mingfei, as fast as teleportation. Even the eyesight of high-level hybrids could not see through its trajectory, but in Lu Mingfei's eyes, this monster was as slow as a snail.

Odin did not use his spear, but took the huge iron sword from his back and smashed it at Lu Mingfei as if he was holding a mountain.

Lu Mingfei casually slashed out the ultimate intention of Iai from his waist. It was no burden for him to perform this kind of human swordsmanship with a body that was completely equivalent to that of a high-level dragon. Lust and Ame Murakumo continuously collided with Odin's iron sword like a sharp blade that cut through the world.

In just the first three strikes, the iron sword that seemed to be invincible was blocked by Lu Mingfei with his powerful force. The fourth strike, Ame Murakumo, which was known as the sharpest blade in the world, cut open Odin's breastplate, leaving a clear blood mark on it.

It was not until this time that the shock wave of the collision of swords spread to the surroundings. In the king-level battle, terrifying elemental turbulence could be seen everywhere. Those elemental turbulences were swept by the shock waves and destroyed everything around them. The approaching heroes were blown into ashes.

The two men only touched for less than a second before leaping backwards at the same time. Lu Mingfei was unharmed, but the silver-white Tenkumokumo was bleeding red blood.

Odin, who was sitting on Sleipnir's back, became dim, and the golden glow that permeated his whole body dissipated. The eight-legged Pegasus carrying him slowly turned around and faced Lu Mingfei again. The sad horse neighing echoed between heaven and earth, and the iron mask covering Sleipnir's cheeks spewed out fragments of thunder from his mouth and nostrils.

Lu Mingfei knew why it was sad.

Because he was holding a huge heart covered with green scales in a bone cage in his hand.

The heart was still expanding and contracting and beating vigorously, and its strong vitality maintained its activity.

The ferocious claws slowly exerted force. The heart was crushed in Lu Mingfei's hand.

Then Sleipnir bent his front hooves and knelt on the asphalt road. Odin jumped off the horse, his wind cloak flying like a flag, but the horse was already dead.

"The information is correct. You have indeed become weak." Lu Mingfei's face covered with fine scales showed a ferocious smile. His back cracked, and the wings made of bones slowly opened. Then flesh and blood grew from the bottom of the wings upwards, and pale scales covered the flesh and blood.

There was still blood of the White King in his body, so Lu Mingfei's dragonization began to approach the appearance of the White King.

Odin silently held the huge iron sword in his hand. He held the blade in one hand and the hilt in the other. Then the thing began to melt in his hand and turned into bright red molten iron. He compressed the molten iron and pressed it on the top of the spear, then extended the spear diagonally and placed it in the black water to quench it.

The next second, Lu Mingfei and Odin disappeared and reappeared at the same time. Except for the Dragon King, no other creature in the world could see their movements clearly. Even Inuyama He, who pushed Setsuna to the ninth level, could not look at the speed of the king and the king at this moment.

After each conflict, Odin's body was adding new wounds. Lu Mingfei noticed that the golden light in the god's single eye was much dimmer than before.

Sure enough, the damage he suffered in Tokyo was far more serious than everyone imagined.

Lu Mingfei's feet had turned into claws. Every time he crossed with Odin, he would leave deep claw marks on the asphalt road.

He laughed wildly, and his two knives cut Odin's chest and joints continuously. The raindrops were evaporated by the high temperature and turned into a diffuse mist.