Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

The so-called sea rain and wind are endless, and the sound of waves is like rolling clouds and dragons on the mountains.

Lu Mingfei stood at the highest point of the ice cap, his paws embedded in the ten-thousand-year-old ice. Looking around, large flakes of snow and ice crystals were all shattered on his hard facial bones.

Odin knew he was coming, but both of them suppressed their majesty and throbbing hatred and anger, not wanting to wake up the sleeping emperor here.

"I have reviewed every one of your medical examination reports and psychological examination results. You must have paid a huge price every time you used such power in the past, right?" Odin's voice was low and gentle. "Have you now completely mastered the power that you could not master in the past?"

“Yeah.” Lu Mingfei said. The fourth or even fifth degree of violent blood has pushed the road to becoming a god to an unprecedented stage. One more step forward will lead to either an abyss of no return or a throne overlooking all the mountains and clouds. Both gods and ghosts can be pushed to an end by an accident as small as a butterfly flapping its wings.

Fighting with Norton, fighting with Odin, fighting with Herzog, fighting with the Yamata-no-Orochi, every time facing those enemies that cannot be defeated by anything, the only way to find the only chance of winning is to squeeze out all the courage in your bones, gamble on hope and life.

At the most dangerous moment, Lu Mingfei was still affected by the clapper sounds from Herzog or Black Swan Port. When he covered his face and cried, he pierced his eardrums with sharp objects, and when he was depressed, he almost bit off the tip of his tongue. Only extremely severe pain could make him still feel that he was a human being.

Now Lu Mingfei felt more refreshed than ever before. His mind was so clear. From the alchemical mysteries handed down from the ancient gods to the pearl-like problems in quantum science that the geniuses had tried their best but could not solve, it seemed as if all the truths in the world were listed as simple and easy-to-understand formulas and presented before him.

Every inch of his skin, every piece of flesh, every muscle fiber and even every cell were cheering with joy. The incomparable power was like the water in a pool blown by a strong wind, surging back and forth in his body. The change reflected in his senses was that the birth and death of all things in the world all became extremely clear in Lu Mingfei's eyes.

The blue-white sky, the dark yellow earth, the red fire and the deep blue water, in Lu Mingfei's perception, the flow of the four elements is like a musical score being played, reveling with the breath of the regular world.

The elemental turbulence caused by the largest dragon army ever gathered did not seem so chaotic, but even with the king's erudition and omniscience, he could not understand the rules contained therein.

Both his body and mind were delighted by this omniscience and omnipotence that knew everything. Apart from the loneliness that had almost penetrated into his bones, Lu Mingfei no longer felt any pain.

The hallucinations that used to enter his mind when he was on the verge of the boundary between man and God—the ancient bronze bells shaking and roaring, the pale Son of God being nailed to the cross, the girl in a lace dress sobbing softly while holding a stuffed bear in her arms in a corridor filled with flames… none of them appeared again. He was finally complete. Although he didn't know how the little devil did it, it was true. He was complete.

All negative things left him, as if it was born this way, it should be this way, it should be this way. The face surrounded by scales and facial bones reflected on the bright ice was still Lu Mingfei's face, but it also showed peaceful, brutal, hideous and serene expressions. It was hard to understand why a person's facial expressions could be so different. The solemnity, loneliness and solemnity in his body was like God and Satan living in the same body.

"How does it feel?" Odin asked. Even in front of Lu Mingfei, who was as big as a giant after fully awakening, Odin and his eight-legged horse Sleipnir were still as majestic as a mountain.

Lu Mingfei nodded: "Not bad."

The two monsters who should have started fighting to the death and splattered the entire Arctic Ocean with blood as soon as they met were actually talking peacefully at this moment. The pair of hideous and ferocious black bone wings behind Lu Mingfei opened slightly and flapped a violent hurricane, holding him steadily so that he could stand side by side with Odin riding on Sleipnir's back.

In the direction they were facing, a huge ice sheet cracked into a canyon of more than ten kilometers, and the leaked genes flowed to the world's Arctic through the undercurrent below the canyon. In 1941, the door to the Kingdom of God was opened for the first time, and the eutrophic red tide carried the gifts left by the Supreme when he whispered in his dreams to all directions. As a result, an evolutionary frenzy occurred in this sea area where humans rarely go. Dragon whales swam in the Greenland Sea, and the Hydra tribe on the Arctic ice sheet devoured dozens of countries' scientific research stations forged with steel...

"The Yamal is sailing along this icy canyon towards the eye of the sea. Vincent and his Thule are about to present the beautiful Miss Maria on the altar. She is the best sacrifice we can offer to our father. In exchange for her will be the ultimate power and authority in this world." Odin whispered. The brilliant light on his body, the thunder leaping on Kungunir, the elemental tides that even the Elder Council feared when the wind cloak rose and fell... everything disappeared, and at this moment it looked like a statue carved from black iron.

Lu Mingfei shook his head: "He is your father, not mine."

Although he did not recover his past memories from the depths of his mind as he had imagined, Lu Mingfei had already chosen to trust the little devil.

The Black King Nidhogg is the will of the birth of this planet, and he is also the will of the birth of this planet. They hold the same authority to control the truth of the world, the only difference is that in the end the world chooses the Black King instead of him and Lu Mingze.

Before the history of the dragon clan, the earth had made countless attempts. Countless things similar to Lu Mingfei, the little devil, and even the black king Nidhogg had been born under the atmosphere of this planet.

For some of them, when they first opened their eyes, the world was still filled with gushing volcanic magma and primitive sea water full of minerals; when some broke out of their cocoons, tall trees had not yet been born on land, and the nautilus with sharp mouthparts was still chasing trilobites on the seabed, performing the most primitive law of the jungle; and when some emerged from the depths of the earth covered with flowing lava, the things that roared into the world with them were the huge herds of dinosaurs from the Cretaceous period.

But they all got lost in the years and eventually fell in the long river of fate. Even their immortal spirits were hidden in a space outside of reality. The only way to connect with them is through the altar called Duanlongtai.

Only Lu Mingfei and the Little Devil escaped. They lived until the birth of the Black King and even witnessed the rise and fall of the dragon clan. Perhaps they had joined forces with the dragon king to launch a war to overthrow the Black King.

From this perspective, Lu Mingfei's crown position is much higher than Odin, and even the oldest beings in the dragon clan are his juniors.

Odin turned his head to look at the young man next to him, whose face was expressionless and had some drooping eyes.

He stared at Lu Mingfei and felt that fate was playing a huge joke on him.

Or maybe they have never escaped the fate that was designed by their father.

Many years ago, he had looked down on Zero, who was imprisoned and tortured in Black Swan Harbor, in many identities. At that time, under the name of Bondarev, he and Herzog walked at the end of the corridor with pity at the child whose eyes were as deep as the abyss. They could have easily ended his life with a bottle of potassium cyanide solution, or expelled the Supreme Spirit from that weak body that had not yet awakened by completely destroying his brain tissue, but as cautious as he was, he did not discover the secret hidden in Zero's mind.

Even if Kassel Academy used the Holy Spear of Destiny, Kungunir, to pierce the child in Siberia and recapture him, he would still have a chance to end everything that was about to happen now.

But every time Odin could make a new choice on the road of fate, he always made the wrong choice. Until Lu Lincheng and Qiao Weini escaped from the safe haven, their souls walked the world like living people, and the words from the Supreme that could modify cognition were still confusing Pompeii, who was weak because of the birth of his offspring.

Lu Mingfei was already born when he finally realized something had happened to the dead couple. It was unknown whether it was because Caesar was still a baby that caused a crack in Pompeii's rock-hard heart, or for some other reason that he never took action against Lu Mingfei.

The child posed no threat to Pompeii. His bloodline was so ordinary that he could not even be considered a half-blood. His childhood and even adolescence were so mediocre that it was unbearable to look at him. All his dreams added up to trivial desires and laughable things that were within reach. He could never catch up with Sleipnir who followed the thunder.

But no one expected that the child was actually the Supreme's brother. His body had the blood of Lu Lincheng and Qiao Weini, but in his soul curled up a monster from the same era as the Black Emperor.

Pompey didn't know what kept him going, but he climbed up one mountain after another that others thought was impossible to climb, and defeated one enemy after another that even the combined efforts of the Conspiracy could not defeat.

He suffered heavy losses at the hands of this child, and all his plans for the Dragon Bone Cross of the Bronze and Fire King almost vanished; in order to forcibly terminate their exploration of the Far North and the secrets of the Yamal, they had to advance the plan of hunting the King of the Earth and the Mountain by one year, which ultimately led to the failure of the plan. Not only did they fail to kill Jörmungandr, they even failed to get the Dragon Bone Cross of Fenrir; they were even more defeated in the Tokyo Seigu Medical Society, and the chosen Friedrich was finally confirmed to be killed by Herzog, and the holy remains in the Well of Corpses finally fell into the hands of Lu Mingfei to save Uesugi Eri, and the holy remains parasitic in Izanagi's body were obtained by Herzog, who was eventually shattered. The Seigu Medical Society spent a huge price to salvage the tiny debris from Tokyo Bay.

Now the kid was right in front of him.

"My companions and I firmly believe that our father, the Black King Nidhogg, is sleeping beneath this sea eye. His body is the supreme treasure on this planet. A drop of his blood can transform a creature." Pompey whispered, his voice carrying a poetic rhythm.

"He hasn't had time to hatch yet. He's just an embryo, and there's no time to transfer his nucleus. If we kill him here, we can get all the treasures in his body: power, strength, wealth, and even eternal life. All of these will be at our fingertips. After Ragnarok is over, you will be a true god. If you like Jörmungandr, you can build a magnificent palace on the plateau at the other end of the world and live in it for a thousand or ten thousand years. If you like Uesugi Eri, you can give her the same eternal life, and even turn her into the second White King..."

"More importantly, you will be as noble as me. No one will imprison you or suppress you anymore. This world is big enough for you and me to share." Odin spoke in a persuasive manner. He really seemed to not want to have any more conflicts with Lu Mingfei. He even wanted to share the new era of his fantasy world with the man in front of him.

At this time, the steel-forged Iowa-class battleship was fighting on the board with the large ship forged from dead man's fingernails that sailed out of the Nibelung.

Five super battleships condensed by human modern industrial technology broke through the water, with more than 30 triple-mounted 406mm main guns firing at the same time, and the sound of the 127mm dual-purpose guns was as crisp as a huge piece of metal breaking in the middle.

The ones who operate these war machines, which can only be supported by huge wealth, are not sailors from the US government, but talented mixed-bloods that Angers and Henkel have collected from all over North America over the years.

On a battlefield of this level, they can temporarily resist the pressure of the gods, and when facing enemies like pure-blooded dragons, they can avoid fear in their hearts, ignite their blazing golden eyes, and turn their courage into spears and swords to stab the enemy.

Soon Lu Mingfei discovered that although the battleships seemed powerful, they could not cause much damage to Odin's fleet.

The shells could not penetrate that transparent wall of air.

Alchemy is still beyond the scope of truth that can be reached by current human technology.

But there is never a lack of warriors among humans.

A battleship suddenly accelerated, and as 50,000 tons of steel rushed at a speed of 28 knots, the seawater at the bow keel was even squeezed into high-pressure water mist, like liquid diamonds.

Eight hundred meters ahead of it, an ancient and ferocious bronze ship was also heading towards the moving cliff at a speed of more than twelve meters per second.

Neither side intends to avoid

The impact finally occurred three meters above the waterline. The good news was that the battleship's reinforced steel core structure bow easily wedged into the enemy ship's armor seams, and the kinetic energy of a collapsing mountain was transformed into the wailing of metal.

Spider-web-like cracks instantly appeared on the surface of the ironclad ship's armor plates, like the collapse of ice. The torn rivets flew in the air, tearing apart more layers of armor.

The bases of the two front main turrets were intertwined in the twisting, the 406mm gun barrels were entangled with each other in a twist shape, and the parts of the breech mechanism were sprinkled onto the sea like a silver rainstorm.

It was like a huge steel knife that pierced through the oncoming bronze battleship. The battleship's territory collapsed, and the heroic spirits silently jumped out and climbed on the outer armor of the ironclad ship. The dragon roared and took off, circling around the battleship like a fighter jet.

"My father and mother's deaths are related to you, right?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Pompey was stunned.

"Are you still planning to kill Xia Ya and use Eri as the Holy Grail?"

Pompeii's expression darkened beneath his iron face.

"My brother, I promised him that I would kill all those who rebel against us." Lu Mingfei shrugged. He weighed the seven deadly sins. The box opened without anyone noticing. He casually pulled out a sword from it and slashed at the huge ice rift valley. A huge iceberg slid down and completely blocked the Yamal's way into the sea eye. (End of this chapter)