Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

"Fate is such a heavy piece of music. No matter how you struggle, you cannot escape the predetermined ending." Caesar Odin shook his wrist, and the spear that was shaped like a branch and had a solemn dark golden color immediately appeared in his open palm.

The Holy Lance of Destiny, Gungnir.

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that the words did not come from Odin in front of him, who still retained the voice of Caesar.

Instead, it was spoken simultaneously by different Odins in each world line. Their voices completely overlapped, and the sounds stirred in the air. The red sea water seemed to be stirred by an enormous mountain range inserted into the seabed, raising huge waves hundreds of meters high and spreading in all directions.

These are three nearly complete supreme beings, masters of all elements who are powerful enough to change the weather and geological activities of the entire planet.

Being stared at by those golden eyes, Lu Mingfei felt as if he was about to fall into a millstone that could grind even his soul into powder.

The feeling of having his soul pierced and torn into pieces of paper returned. The sea in front of him faded like ink, and then turned into a barren wilderness again. The setting sun fell in the west, like a blood-stained sky, and there were broken battle flags on all sides. Every step he took could step on the corpses of the dead. Flocks of ravens silently stepped on the skulls and looked up at Lu Mingfei. Each crow had golden eyes...

"Revelation?" Lu Mingfei murmured in a low voice. This scene seemed familiar, as if he had experienced it many years ago.

There was a rustling sound behind him, and a white lamb actually walked out beside him. The animal, which was out of tune with this illusion, stepped on the corpses of humans and dragons and came to the slope in the center of the wasteland. It was looking for something aimlessly, and finally found a piece of green grass.

A certain palpitating feeling was approaching, but Lu Mingfei could not resist it. His power had not fully returned, and the authority of the King of Earth and Mountains had not yet separated from their respective qualities. Fenrir still occupied the supreme crown of the earth.

His enemies are gods who have been planning for thousands of years in three world lines. In the respective worlds of these ancient gods, Odin is the only winner of Ragnarok.

The sunset in front of him turned black like ink. Four knights walked out of the black sunset. They were riding white, red, black and dark green war horses. The horses were as great as the sky and the earth. They were all wearing heavy cast iron armor. On their backs were knights who were also wearing iron armor. Lu Mingfei had never seen them before, but he knew who they were. From left to right, they were the fire giant Surtur, the god king Odin, the world tree eagle Vidoflnir and the goddess of death Hela.

Hela has the face of Xia Mi, and she looks graceful even when riding a tall warhorse. She has the name of the Scandinavian Peninsula but is still a quiet Chinese girl, beautiful and graceful yet cold and murderous. Her scales bloom like inflorescences on her face, which has a familiar look but a strange expression.

Surter is not Norton, but Constantine. Lu Mingfei suddenly understood why the Bronze and Fire Supreme in Chicago did not show his due power, because the supreme authority was originally bestowed on Constantine by the Black King, but it was Norton who usurped the power temporarily.

There is a chapter in the Bible called Revelation. There is a verse that says that when the end of the world comes, the Lamb will open seven seals. When he opened the first seal, a white horse with a roar like thunder jumped out, and the rider on the horse held a bow and wore a crown, symbolizing conquest; when he opened the next three seals, three other riders jumped out, riding a red horse, a black horse, and a pale green horse, symbolizing war, famine, and death respectively.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse also correspond to the four great monarchs of the dragon clan.

Constantine represents conquest, Odin symbolizes war, Vidoflnir represents plague and famine brought by the wind, and Hela ultimately brings the end of everything.

When this scene appeared in front of Lu Mingfei, a memory hidden deep in his soul was suddenly awakened. In his memory, many years ago, he was pointed at by the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse with the same weapon, and the boy curled up behind him was trembling.

He understood. Norse mythology is the history of dragons, and the Bible is also a realistic account of the progress of dragon civilization.

Lucifer, the Morning Star, led one third of the angels to betray God and fall from heaven to the underworld. This process took seven days and seven nights. It actually talks about the rebellion of the White King.

What is described in the Doomsday of Apocalypse is actually the scene when the Black King sent the four kings to suppress Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze.

After this scene, Nidhogg was afraid of the power of the four kings, so their rights and power were divided and given to Fenrir's brother and brother from their bodies respectively. Then the setting of twins on the throne came into being.

At the same time, during this period, the Black King Nidhogg completely shattered Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze's hopes of regaining their freedom in ancient times. He locked their power in the hands of those divided kings. All this would only end when the king died, the power was usurped, or the supreme being returned to one.

This is why Lu Mingfei only felt the remaining power obstacle coming from Fenrir, because that big stupid dragon was the last key that restricted him in this world.

The four horsemen of the apocalypse in iron armor walked slowly towards Lu Mingfei. Constantine, who started the war of conquest on horseback, blew the horn. An ancient name echoed in the sound of the horn. The honorable name of Nidhogg has been chanted from the desolate ancient times to this day, but as the horn was blown, the name in it became Odin.

Lu Mingfei's expression suddenly changed.

Suddenly, a sound of metallic clashing was heard beside him, and black ravens began to circle in the sky like a black vortex.

A sharp pain came from my abdomen, and everything absurd in front of me began to fall apart.

The red wave returned to his eyes. Lu Mingfei lowered his head and saw the scene of Kungunir being pulled out of the abdominal cavity, accompanied by splattering blood.

The sound of metal clashing was made when the alchemical weapons of the mythological era controlled by the living spirits summoned by the Seven Deadly Sins collided with the Kungunir stabbed by Odin.

But how can fake things compete with the Supreme?
The attack did not pierce Lu Mingfei's heart because a gorgeous, ferocious and agile figure appeared in front of him and blocked the spear that could pierce the mountain.

Xia Mi, who had completed her hatching and should now be called Jörmungandr, simply blocked the attack and immediately vomited blood and flew backwards.

Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth and began to chant the dragon script. The dazzling golden color in his eyes surged into mountains and seas. Thunder and flames gathered in his palms, and then the weapons of the seven deadly sins returned to his side again.

The elements in this area were suppressed, and no one could use the powerful spiritual words. Lu Mingfei stood in front of Xia Mi, crouching down, his scales opening and closing.
"Rebel...minister..." Lu Mingfei started to say, and suddenly he was stunned.

This is not what he wanted to say. (End of this chapter)