Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens

Countless nights, Chu Zihang would always recall a scene that he could never forget.

He was driving a speeding Maybach car. He turned around and saw his father leaping into the air with a long knife. The god who called himself "Odin" stretched out his pale hand in the dark blue wind cloak...

He should have died with his father on the viaduct on the night when Typhoon Dandelion landed, but when he was young, he ran away cowardly. When his father stopped Odin, he broke through the rain...

So, I regretted it all the time after that.

…

"Senior Brother Chu, how do you hold this thing back? Do you have backup hidden energy?"

Lu Mingfei's face turned pale. Compared with the red dragon cub that Professor Guderian showed him, this thirty-meter-long thing was much more ferocious.

With a darkened face, Caesar took out a small black box from his trouser pocket and opened it. A crystal clear bullet-shaped red gem lay in it, dazzling.

The Philosopher's Stone condenses the fifth element besides the four elements of earth, water, wind and fire - spirit. It has many names, such as ether, red medicine, stone of heaven, fifth entity...

This is the trump card given to him by the Gattuso family, a weapon that can kill the first generation species. But when the invisible spirit solidifies into substance, it is no longer indestructible. If you want to kill the first generation species, you need to break through the defense and hit the core.

"You can't fight with just this one bullet."

"I know, so I'll hold it back while you run."

Chu Zihang closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his never-extinguishing golden pupils bloomed with dazzling light.

Explosive blood!

He held the Godly Sword Murasame in his hand, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. The purified blood was transported to every part of his body. While his body swelled, fine light gray scales appeared on the surface of his body. This is usually only seen in blood. A symbol of the out-of-control Deadpool.

"Walk!"

A hoarse voice sounded. Chu Zihang put his feet on the ground and swung his body with great force. The huge force caused the two people who were connected to be thrown backward at the same time.

Even Caesar was a little surprised by his power at this moment.

It turns out that the legendary blood refining technology of the Lionheart Society is true.

There is neither cruelty, teasing, nor kindness in the dragon's pupils. It is like a machine without emotion, watching everything indifferently, and then opening its mouth to spit out a stream of white smoke.

It was an extremely cold breath. After it was exhaled from the giant dragon's mouth, everything the white smoke passed was covered with frost, cracked and broken.

Chu Zihang stood in front, and Henggu's language began to sing. The sound became louder and faster, and the area expanded rapidly.

Word spirit "Junyan"!

The high-risk word spirit of Sequence No. 89 was released with Chu Zihang as the center. The scorching flames swept away the chill in the field, as if a detonated gasoline bomb had been dropped, and the flames surged wantonly.

Caesar landed firmly, held Lu Mingfei on his arm like a princess, and then ran away without looking back. Lu Mingfei struggled to look back, and the fire engulfed his vision.

Things happened so fast that Lu Mingfei didn't even react.

"Are we just going to let Senior Brother Chu cut off the queen?"

"Then how about I put you down and you go keep company with Chu Zihang?"

Caesar squeezed out these words through his teeth. For him, escaping was a shameful thing, especially when Chu Zihang was behind, but Chu Zihang was neither his relative nor his friend, nor was he responsible. His teammate is still a man, there is no reason to die with him.

"No, I know the boss is very powerful, but no matter how powerful he is, he can't raise a dragon."

"It is true that hybrids and dragons cannot coexist peacefully, but that has happened."

Caesar also didn't understand why a dragon that was at least the next generation would appear in the Norton Pavilion... In Chu Zihang's words, it was an alien world.

Lu Mingfei struggled violently and shouted with all his strength.

"But this dragon is a dragon!!!!"

The sprinting pace slowed down, Caesar looked at Lu Mingfei with burning eyes and asked in a low voice.

"What's the meaning?"

“I was too frightened to react just now, but now that I think about it, it’s the final boss of CAPCOM’s “Monster Hunter P3”—Lanlong, the God of Tianjin who is the god of disaster and is high on the Lingfeng Mountain.”

Lu Mingfei was very sure, "Although spitting ice is not the right thing, the characteristics are basically the same. It may be some variant. Didn't you say you know the game?"

"I only know a little bit about it. I have only played Devil May Cry 5 from Capcom. Also, you should be talking about Fujin Tianjin God. Fujin refers to the one who brings disaster. There should be no word for disaster in Japanese. "

"How do you call me handsome? Are you all so good at Chinese?"

Lu Mingfei shrank his neck, his courage had almost been exhausted by his roar.

After what he said, Caesar also noticed that the dragon just mentioned was indeed different from the dragon mentioned in the dragon history. Many details did not match, such as the lack of wings, slight degeneration of the lower limbs, etc.

It is obviously impossible for the dragon in the game to appear in reality, so Chu Zihang made a mistake from the beginning. This is not an alien world at all, but an illusion that is difficult to distinguish between true and false!

Although this place is so real that it makes people doubtful, and it is incredible that the illusions of several people are linked together, it is not impossible for alchemy to create illusions and trigger spiritual resonance.

At least it's more reliable than Chu Zihang's outrageous theory.

"I don't think the boss will let you die in vain. There is definitely a chance to win."

Lu Mingfei scratched his head and said in a sincere tone: "The boss is a good person."

Caesar: "..."

There were so many complaints that he didn't know where to start. Lu Mingfei was S-level after all, how could he call others boss so smoothly? How much did Lu Ke help him to make him so devoted.

He remembered the last bet between the two. The alchemy doll on the rooftop fell to the ground with a bang. The feeling of vitality passing through his fingertips made him unforgettable for a long time.

Caesar frowned slightly, sighed in his heart, turned around, grabbed Lu Mingfei with one hand, and filled the philosopher's stone into the Desert Eagle with the other hand.

"Can you use a gun?"

Lu Mingfei lowered his head in shame: "Does playing CF count?"

"Yes! Why not!"

Caesar handed the gun over with a green face.

If possible, he really hoped to have a more reliable teammate, but there was no way. With Lu Mingfei's small body, it was impossible to expect him to fight the dragon. The fire on the front line could not be extinguished, so he could only rely on others.

"Chu Zihang and I will find a way to break the defense later, you find the right time to shoot."

He ran with all his strength, much faster than when he left. He returned to the scene in a dozen breaths and put Lu Mingfei farther away.

"This Desert Eagle has been modified by the equipment department. The range is 300 meters. Find the right time to kill with one shot. Don't worry about the weakening of the power of the range. The main damage is the philosopher's stone instead of the impact of the gun. Hit it and you win. Remember?"

Lu Mingfei had mixed feelings in his heart. He didn't expect that he would be entrusted with such an important task.

"What if..."

"There is no what if. Facing this situation, you can only have one idea in your mind, hit it!"

Caesar patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, "I don't know why you came to Kassel, but since you are here, do your best and don't lose face."

After that, he rushed to the battlefield quickly, leaving Lu Mingfei stroking the Desert Eagle, his eyes gradually gathered, and I don't know when a golden light bloomed in his eyes.

The two of them left for a short time, and Chu Zihang was still full of vigor. He pierced Lanlong's pressure like a sharp knife, and Junyan attached to Murasame. The scorching blade chopped at the scales, and countless dense sparks burst out.

Lanlong twisted his body, and its body was stiff and slow, as if it was affected by the extremely cold temperature, which had little effect on the tiny thing on its back. Chu Zihang held the dragon scales tightly, and Murasame repeatedly tried to break through the defense of the dragon scales.

This action finally made Lanlong rise a little angry, and the invisible wind turned into several deadly wind blades and shot at Chu Zihang. He instinctively dodged, and his shoulders, calves, and chest were cut, and blood dripped. The hot blood with corrosive liquid sprinkled on the scales, and bursts of white smoke emerged.

The strength of his body flowed out along with the wound, and he was thrown away with a violent tremor. Chu Zihang fell from a height of more than 20 meters. The feeling of weightlessness came as expected, but a pair of strong arms caught him in the air and cushioned him, and the two fell to the ground together.

Blood gushed out of Chu Zihang's mouth and nose, and his back and legs that were in contact with the arms made a creaking sound. If it weren't for the tough body of the mixed-blood, he would probably have died. Caesar was almost the same. A normal person would have his arms torn off at the lightest, but he only had a slight fracture and could even fight.

"Didn't I tell you to leave?"

Chu Zihang struggled to get up, his voice hoarse, he wiped the blood off his face, and looked at Lanlong who was watching the two of them vigilantly. It seemed to notice something else, looking in the direction of Lu Mingfei, but did not move.

"Lu Mingfei is back too?"

Caesar reluctantly pulled out the Dick Tudo and sneered: "Lu Mingfei said that this dragon is a monster in the game. I think this is just an illusion created by Lu Ke. The opponent is not a real pure-blooded dragon, and we may not really die."

"Illusion...?" Chu Zihang's eyes were confused for a moment, and then he was determined. He used to think that 'Odin' only existed in myths, but the facts proved that "God" really exists. However, after coming to Kassel Academy, he guessed that "Odin" should be a first-generation species pretending.

"Caesar, even if this is just an illusion, how can you be sure that we won't really die if we die in it? Lu Ke said there may be casualties, and you shouldn't come back."

The spirit of this world is real. The Philosopher's Stone is a good example. When the spirit dies, either the body dies with it, or becomes an empty shell.

"Then let's bet that Luke won't let us die. Anyway, I don't want to lose a good opponent. Lionheart will be boring without you."

Caesar glanced at him, "When did you talk so much?"

Chu Zihang was silent. He took a deep breath and swallowed the fishy sweetness in his mouth. His dim golden eyes bloomed with a brighter light than before.

Second blood burst!

The bloodline was further purified, and the high-pressure blood flow washed through the whole body. Incredible subtle changes penetrated into every cell, and the power as rich as wine flowed in the blood vessels.

"Use your sickle weasel to find the weakness, and I will break it."

"Okay."

Jun Yan burned again, and the black and red airflow wandered on the edge of the field, like countless translucent snakes. Chu Zihang became dim, but there was a blazing flame all around!

At the same time, the sickle weasel's field unfolded, and the airflow in the wind fed back all the details to Caesar. He tried to distinguish the information reflected back by each sound wave, and finally determined that there were weaknesses in Lanlong's head and neck. Caesar picked up the Desert Eagle and aimed.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by the sound of a gunshot, a bullet pierced through the wind and snow and hit the target accurately. The bullet was deflected by the dragon scales, but a white mark was also left at the mark above.

Chu Zihang's body further transformed into a dragon, with more scales, and his body adjusted its structure like water, becoming more like a dragon. He jumped into the air, and his jumping ability was astonishing when he burst into blood for the second time. He could reach a height of tens of meters completely. Without saying a word, Murasame attached a layer of Junyan and inserted it into the place marked by Caesar.

Click——

Murasame was broken in Chu Zihang's shrunken pupils, and the dragon scales were unscathed. He raised his head, and there was no wave in Lan Long's eyes, as if he was watching a boring show.

If Caesar had been more cautious and asked Lu Mingfei for more information about Lanlong, he would have known that Lanlong was the master of wind.

Kamaitachi had betrayed his master long ago. Every information he heard was false, and the marks he made were naturally false.

Time is running out.

Caesar didn't have time to ask for more information. If he delayed any longer, Chu Zihang would be in more danger.

The dragon's claw stabbed Chu Zihang fiercely. At the critical moment, Chu Zihang decisively contracted the domain at an extremely fast speed, and the surrounding monarch flames collapsed and exploded!

The strong impact deviated from the direction of the dragon's claws. On the contrary, Chu Zihang himself was also shocked and his internal organs were injured. He looked at the broken Murasame, his eyes were dim and red, and he pushed the blood in his body again.

Three times of bloodshed!

As a hybrid, he is infinitely close to the bloodline of the Dragon King.

The scales on Chu Zihang's body opened and closed, and bloody bone spurs protruded from his body. The muscles under the scales undulated like water, and then suddenly tightened into shape.

Only the whites of his eyes were left, saliva flowed from his mouth, and he completely lost consciousness. He was already half a Deadpool. He exerted all his strength with his tight torso and stabbed hard at the neck!

"——"

Lanlong let out an indescribable cry. It was injured, although it was only a tiny bit. The scales and high-hardness of the skin were broken open, revealing the bright red flesh and blood inside.

It finally became a little angry, and the tornado that reached the sky and the earth began to bloom with the mist dragon as the center. All the snowflakes falling in the sky were sucked into it. In a few breaths, an ice storm with extremely low temperature and expanding was formed!

Chu Zihang's body was completely frozen into a piece the moment the ice storm appeared. Caesar, who was still conscious, quickly moved away, but he also felt desperate when he saw such a huge momentum.

The dragon just now didn't use the word spirit at all, it just played with them like a joke!

The ice storm expanded rapidly, as if it was about to freeze the entire world. Caesar was also involved in it after persisting for a few seconds, and turned into a crystal ice sculpture like Chu Zihang.

Not far away, Lu Mingfei's eyes were stained with gold. He was no longer as timid as usual. He straightened his back, and his thin body became extremely majestic, like a real emperor. He stretched out his arms to the flying Lanlong. Left hand.

"Undo!"

The ice storm stagnated, the wind element in the air seemed to be at a stalemate, and the two forces began a tug of war.

The eyes of Lan Long in the center of the battlefield turned cold, and his head covered with ice crystals showed a humanized look of contempt. Just as it was about to exert its strength, a voice rang from its ears.

[Brother, forget it, use a little more force and they should be wiped out. 】

"..."

The ice storm suddenly shattered, and Lanlong fell from the air to the ground. It seemed to be stunned and did not move for a moment, and it happened to be raising its head, exposing the small wound.

Lu Mingfei's eyes were focused, and he put all his body and mind on the wound. He pulled the trigger, and the huge recoil force made his whole body fall backwards and fell to the ground.

Bang--

A few seconds later, Lu Mingfei rubbed his head with a headache and got up from the ground in a daze.

His face changed drastically when he touched the heated barrel of the gun. He seemed to be in a trance just now. He might have shot out the only bullet right now!

"It's over, it's over, I'm a sinner."

"It didn't work. It didn't work."

A clear male voice sounded, and Lu Mingfei looked up.

The man in front of him was about twenty years old, with a pair of deep eyes, thick eyebrows yet heroic, a straight nose, slightly pursed thin lips, and a smooth jaw line. The man who appeared on the screen not long ago was looking down at him, He seemed to be observing his condition.

Lu Mingfei hugged Lu Ke's thigh in surprise.

"Boss! I finally see you!"

"Uh-huh."

Luke knelt down and touched Ma Zai's head, looking thoughtful.

Without the little devil around, Lu Mingfei still entered a special state and also showed control over the air elements, which was a bit interesting.

"Boss, are Caesar and Senior Brother Chu okay?"

"It'll be fine once I'm here. You guys are doing okay, but why don't you just fight the boss directly without doing any side quests?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, "Is there any branch line?"

"You have your own special skills in the other three directions. I didn't expect you to come directly to fight the boss."

Lu Ke was surprised. He didn't even copy the pirated version of "Breath of the Wild", so why did this group of people directly fight the boss?

"This... then boss, your guidance is not very good. I feel that this is the problem with "Black Myth"." Lu Mingfei was a little confused.

"The main reason is that Senior Brother Chu said you don't like beating around the bush."

Can playing games and making games be the same?

Luke rolled his eyes, "What role did you put yourself into when you played the pure love gal game?"

"Uh, the hero."

"What about when you play NTR?"

"Huang Mao... No, I have never played this kind of game!"