Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

The sky above the sea eye was torn into three pieces of different colors.

The clouds in the east were iron blue, like bronze objects doused in concentrated sulfuric acid. Every bolt of lightning brought with it an ionized tail several kilometers long. Tokyo Lu Mingfei stood in the lightning, a dark golden spear suspended on his chest, with a terrifying eye on the end of the spear, and the same eye also grew between his brows. The two eyes looked at each other affectionately. The threads of fate were entangled from all directions, but could not get close to Lu Mingfei at all, as if his body was surrounded by an incomparable hurricane, which would be blown away if it got close.

The air in the north was twisted as if burned by high temperatures. Tens of thousands of tons of seawater turned into rolling droplets suspended in the air, refracting prism-like light bands, as if competing with the aurora in the atmosphere. Lu Mingfei from Sacred Heart Charity Hospital crossed his arms in front of his chest. The pair of bone wings behind him that grew out of torn flesh and blood were much larger than those of others. They looked like a demon suspended in the air with the arrival of doomsday.

The battlefield in the center had already turned into an elemental desert. Lu Mingfei was holding down the box of the seven deadly sins on the top of a slender iceberg that rose thousands of meters from the ground. The realm of sin and punishment was being forcibly awakened, and almost endless power was slowly being drawn out of his body.

The mythical weapons forged by Norton to kill his brothers were sheathed again. They were humming, and the seven living spirits composed of leaping flames were struggling. Their forms were being distorted. At a certain moment, the extreme movement that seemed to be giving birth to real life suddenly subsided. Each living spirit was twisted in a strange posture. After a moment, their chests were simultaneously pushed out with huge horns like aliens breaking out of their shells, and their bones were shattered and their chests opened.

Above the icy sea where the red tide was raging, the sky suddenly dimmed.

The orange creatures were being torn apart from the inside. A hole was torn in their chests, and black flames gushed out from inside, turning into giant dragons that stretched across the sky like seven mountains.

These giant dragons surrounded Lu Mingfei, with rugged faces and the world's oldest majesty and ferocity as if the real ancient kings had reappeared in the world.

The bronze-forged box of the seven deadly sins opened like a folding fan, and each sword hummed in its own position. Lu Mingfei's pupils burst into golden flames. He exhaled and looked into the distance at Odin, who was unable to break through the other two world lines and came to his side.

It's not quite accurate to say it's Odin, since he's not wearing the ancient god's iconic mask.

He just had a face that combined the features of Pompey and Caesar.

"Realm. Crime and Punishment." Lu Mingfei said softly.

An incomparable realm suddenly expanded outward based on the alchemical matrix beneath their feet. At the same time, countless voices were chanting the eternal dragon script like a huge bell.

From lust to rage, seven mythical alchemical swords all popped out, and seven hideous dragons roared silently towards the sky. Their beards and hair flew, and their scales clasped together, making a series of thunderous sounds like the collision of clouds and mountains.

Each pair of dragon eyes made of black flames looked at Pompeii at the same time, who summoned Odin from the other two world lines to this world. They should have no emotions, but there was clearly murderous intent in their pupils.

The judgment of the seven deadly sins cannot be resisted or avoided. When the domain opens, the space is already locked.

They could have torn open the cracks in the real world and escape into their respective Nibelungs, but at this moment the barrier between the worlds suddenly became countless times stronger than before.

Pompey immediately felt Lu Mingfei's hatred towards him. He opened his mouth and recited a whole long and complicated passage of words in almost 0.01 seconds. Another more solid realm but with a coverage area far smaller than that of Sin and Punishment expanded outward with him as the center, wrapping him in the middle like a colorful soap bubble.

The next second, the realm of sin and punishment erupted violently, and the seven kings who were chanting dragon words released the power of their own world-destroying words.

The rules of this planet were delayed for a moment at this moment, and the explosive elemental tide caused drastic changes in the celestial phenomena and geology of the entire earth.

The seven great ancient powers exploded, but Lu Mingfei was able to control the direction of their power, which was rare. It was like a giant dragon that was big enough to occupy one end of the world and was breathing its dragon breath towards a country that was rebellious against it.

Even time becomes sticky in the realm summoned by Pompeii. It is a great ability that can even reach the ultimate level. Even Odin cannot use it recklessly.

In the frenzy of world destruction, dragon characters resounded in Pompeii's ears like dense drumbeats. His eyes almost burned, and the golden flames turned into sharp beams of light that shot directly at the man at the end of this elemental turbulence that could even drive the movement of plates.

At a certain moment, Odin from another world line suddenly launched an attack. His speed was even faster than Lu Mingfei could react at that moment, and he appeared in front of him accompanied by pale white lightning in the clouds.

The brilliant light emanating from Odin's body made it almost impossible for Lu Mingfei to open his eyes. This ambitious man from another world line was spewing golden lightning fragments from the mouth of his silver iron mask. Extremely compressed elemental turbulence was swirling around him. Pale extreme cold air, lightning, and heavy rain all appeared around the god.

He stabbed out Kungunir at a very close distance, but Lu Mingfei's strength had not yet fully recovered due to being absorbed by the Seven Deadly Sins, and he had no way to resist.

The stabbing Kungunir suddenly froze, and the tip of the spear was only half a foot away from Lu Mingfei's forehead. At such a close distance, the white thread representing fate had already gushed out from the dark golden tip of the spear like a spider silk, as if it was constantly touching the tentacles of the flames, and the moment it touched Lu Mingfei's body surface, it bounced back, and so on.

Odin could have stabbed the gun into Lu Mingfei's heart, but at this moment it seemed as if there was an entire galaxy between them.

The one who stopped him was Tokyo Lu Mingfei, who had completed the ultimate dragon transformation and even killed the White King Herzog in his hands.

"Get out of my way!" he roared, and the Sky Feather Slash slashed seven times in a thousandth of a second, each strike leaving a molten gold crack on Odin's rusty armor.

The monster from the Sacred Heart Hospital roared and charged at another guy who was ready to make a move. He used his claws and teeth as weapons, just like a wild beast, but he actually forced the noble god to retreat again and again, unable to get involved in the battle.

Pompey, who was bombarded by seven kinds of world-destroying spirits in turn, gradually felt exhausted. He was no match for Lu Mingfei in the first place, so he summoned different selves from the other two world lines to this world.

He was already taking a huge risk by doing such a thing, and only he himself knew how terrifying Pompey's ambition was.

But this time Lu Mingfei actually did the same thing, and even the Lu Mingfei in the other two world lines actually implicated the Supreme who had seized most of the power from the four kings.

The red sea water a few thousand meters below his feet suddenly crystallized and turned into billions of ice swords that stabbed upward from bottom to top, continuously piercing into the area where time was frozen.

Lu Mingfei stared at him, determined to kill him completely.

Elemental turbulence gave birth to new forms in the collision. Dragon-shaped plasmas swam in the purple-blue aurora, and the way they gnawed at the clouds looked like the giant pythons in mythology.

The liquid metal left after the Iowa battleships were dismantled hit the sea like a rainstorm, making a roar like a church organ.

At a certain moment, all sounds disappeared, and the chaotic elements seemed to be sucked out of the air.

The tide of world destruction came to an abrupt halt, and Pompeii gasped for breath.

The next second, the bone wings behind him suddenly exploded, and Sleipnir's skeleton rose into the air like a soul leaving his body. The last thunderstorm danced in the dead monster's empty eye sockets.

Lu Mingfei crushed the thousand-meter-high ice peak under his feet and turned into a fire meteor to pounce on Pompeii. After his wings were shattered, this guy was also seriously injured. Although the seven deadly sins fell into a deep sleep, Lu Mingfei still had room to fight.

The shroud behind Pompeii spread out like life and wrapped him up. It seemed as if something was about to break out from under the shroud. It was a new pair of wings that were about to grow out. However, before they could fully grow, Pompeii's body was ignited by Lu Mingfei. The extremely high temperature instantly burned the meaningless shroud, revealing Pompeii Gattuso's carbonized face.

Lu Mingfei angrily punched Pompeii's chest, and the ice sea suddenly boiled.

In the center of the vortex with a diameter of twenty kilometers, a black shadow like a mountain rises, and its outline reminds people of a fetus in the womb.

Xia Mi's sigh now spread throughout the ice sea.

"Ragnarok, brother, this is Ragnarok."

She peered beneath the ice sheet and saw spider-web-like cracks on the seabed. From those cracks, which reached deep into the mantle, came out not magma but a black substance as thick as asphalt.

"Father..." Pompey, who was captured by Lu Mingfei, showed a ferocious smile. He murmured, tears of blood flowing from his eyes.

(End of this chapter)