Lu Mingfei Development Program

Chapter 537 God of Death

Chapter 537 God of Death
The divine disaster alarm on campus finally stopped, but this was not because the source of the divine disaster disappeared, but because the Midgard Python train that sounded the alarm was destroyed.

One kilometer away, the armored knights of the Papal States, who had not received orders to enter or retreat, felt a little uneasy.

The outbreak of the Holy Disaster is undoubtedly a disaster for the current Papal States. Few of the Blazing Sky Cavalry were urgently transferred here, and most of them were still fighting with the Xia army in the main battlefield. And facing the Xia ghost warrior armor, they suffered an unprecedented defeat.

Now, all the Templar Armored Divisions that entered the Holy Land were in complete silence. The sounds of gunfire and fighting in the campus had also stopped for a long time. No one knew what was happening inside the Holy Land.

No one gave any orders on what to do next. It seemed that the people above were also frightened by the two consecutive divine disasters, one of which was even S-level.

The roar of Stein's motorcycle brought the knight back to his senses. He quickly turned around to stop the attack: "Stop!"

The soldiers and knights outside the sanctuary were responsible for sealing off the sanctuary to prevent anyone from entering or leaving...

However, not everyone would do as they said. The boy who had just ridden a heavy motorcycle and leaped into the sanctuary in front of their stunned expressions was like this, and the same was true for the person who was riding a heavy motorcycle and crashing into the sanctuary again.

The motorcycle rider took off his windbreaker, revealing the plain but holy white robe underneath: "Are you going to stop a father from seeing his child?"

"Holy... Holy See!" The knight was stunned for a moment, then knelt on one knee to salute.

Apart from rookie priests, the only clergyman in the world who would dress so plainly is the Pope of the Papal States.

Compared to a clergyman, this middle-aged man with messy hair like steel needles and opaque glasses looks more like a marshal leading an army. In fact, this iron-blooded pope is not only political, but also convincing in military ability, otherwise he would not have led his army to fight against the Great Xia Dragon Bird of Xia State.

Only he, as the nominal leader of the Western world, is qualified to confront Chu Shunhua.

After the ceremony, the knight made way. The presence of the Pope in person gave them a sense of security as they were uneasy because they could not receive orders. As for what the Pope said about meeting the child, he did not care, because the word "Pope" in Spanish means father, and he can be regarded as the godfather of all believers in the world.

Ron Borgia walked into the overly quiet campus, with armored scorching cavalry and soldiers holding muskets closely guarding them.

The tragedy on campus shocked these knights and soldiers. Torn pieces of armor and wailing soldiers of the Templar Armored Division could be seen everywhere.

The remains of a Prometheus leaning against the broken building frightened the Knights of the Blazing Iron Cavalry. Some of them did not know about the existence of the Templar Armored Division until today. It was also the first time they knew that they used this kind of large armor that had disappeared for half a century.

But the Pope was not interested in all this and walked quickly towards the church, which was the center of the sacred disaster.

The road leading to the church was badly damaged, and even the Stein heavy machine that could adapt to most terrains could not pass through safely. But the Pope walked briskly, really like a father going to see his child, and the knights and soldiers could only follow closely.

From a distance, everyone could see the collapsed church and the red armor sitting on the "throne" in the square in front of the church.

"The Red Dragon appears in your battle sequence..." At the same time, this sentence sounded in the communicators of all the Seraphic Cavalry, and it was repeated over and over again, as if to let everyone know of his return.

No one knew who the Red Dragon was, but they did know who the Black Dragon was, which was Rundstedt's code name. The traitorous Knight King was nowhere to be seen on campus.

All the Blazing Sky Knights stepped forward, trying to block the Pope. They didn't know who the Red Dragon was, and although the armor in front of them seemed to have stopped moving, no one could be sure if it would suddenly move.

...And, along with the announcement of the Red Dragon's return, there was also the piercing alarm of the Holy Disaster. It seemed that the silent red armor in front of him was the source of the second Holy Disaster.

The Pope refused the protection of these armored knights and walked up to the red armor in the latter's surprised gaze.

The red dragon sat on the throne made of the remains of Prometheus and Omega. Everyone standing in front of him seemed to be meeting an ancient king.

This made all the knights and soldiers angry, because the Pope was God's messenger on earth and the leader of the Western world. No one in the world was qualified to allow him to walk to the Emperor's presence, not even the Emperor Xia in the East!
"Put away your weapons, it will scare him." The Pope gave the order.

The knights and soldiers were puzzled, but did as they were told, because the Pope seemed to know the Red Dragon well.

The Pope raised his head and looked at the armor, which looked a lot more unfamiliar, but still had some resemblance to the shadow of the red dragon that danced wildly in Florence three years ago.

"I received a report from the mechanics you saved. They said you appeared on the train and saved them. They also warned them that Black Dragon had betrayed me and was going to harm me." He said, "I immediately had someone locate Black Dragon and found that he was using an abandoned road to escape here."

The Pope looked around the campus: "Now, where is he?"

Xizel lowered his head, looking at the Pope who somehow escaped Rundstedt's sniper attack, and said softly: "...I let him go."

The Pope paused, not seeming that surprised. He continued to ask: "Where are the others here? I received news that there are still a thousand people taking refuge in this church."

Xizel understood that although he was talking about a thousand people, the one he really cared about was probably only one of them.

"They are safe. You will probably hear from them contacting their families soon," Cesar replied.

The Pope was silent for a moment, then continued to ask: "... One last question, have you picked up a new stone?"

The knights and soldiers expressed their confusion. If the previous conversation between the Pope and the Red Dragon was still within their understanding, then this stone made them feel confused.

Xi Zeer smiled silently, because the first time he saw the man who should be his father, he was hitting a boy who was insulting his mother with a stone. The stone had other meanings between them.

He answered softly: "This is not a stone, it is a sword. It is the sword that makes me understand the nature of power and authority."

"Power and authority?" The Pope seemed a little surprised. "Want to go back to Florence? But after what happened today, you probably can't stay in Marston anymore."

Under the red dragon's visor bullet, the knights and soldiers were surprised to find that this armored knight who was suspected to be the true body of the holy disaster was actually such a handsome boy.

"Florence..." Xizel stared towards the west, his purple pupils surging with rich gold. "Whether it's for the people I care about or for myself, it's time to go back there."...

It was still the same all-white mental cage, but the prisoner had changed from Izanami to Odin.

Odin revealed his true appearance in the spiritual world. He had the same face as the head of the Gattuso family. After all, strictly speaking, the latter was his means of returning to the other world and was one of the creatures he created.
"Okay, Odin, let's talk." Lu Mingfei looked at the decadent King of Sky and Wind.

Izanami, wearing ancient clothes, with a beautiful face and elegant figure, stood behind him. Having been upgraded from a prisoner to a temporary interrogator, the dragon priest seemed to be in an unusually good mood.

"I give up." Odin said decisively. He looked at Izanami behind Lu Mingfei and said, "You can even recruit a fierce king who is difficult for the emperor. I'm sure you won't mind having another humble person like me serve you, right?"

Lu Mingfei was somewhat surprised at how quickly the conspirator gave in. It was obvious that he was at the end of his rope. But it was obvious that Odin had made a mistake.

"First of all, Izanami is not my companion, she is a prisoner." Lu Mingfei said, turning Izanami back into a prisoner. "Secondly, strictly speaking, you are not even qualified to be my prisoner."

With a sad look on her face, Izanami sighed: "I really want to refute it, but it seems that I am indeed your property."

Odin smiled bitterly: "Then please give me a chance to atone for my sins. I think you should be interested in the truth of the world, right?"

He added mysteriously: "That is something that neither Roden nor Jörmungandr knew."

"Tell me about it." Lu Mingfei became interested.

But Odin did not rush to answer. He paused and said, "Before that, I hope you can give me a guarantee..."

"You seem to have made a mistake. You are not qualified to ask me to promise anything." Lu Mingfei yawned and answered nonchalantly, "What I want to know can be known directly from your mind. It's just a little more troublesome to digest."

He looked at Odin silently. His golden eyes were burning like the sun. Just a glance was enough to make the other party's extremely fragile spirit collapse.

Odin sighed, knowing he had no choice, and said, "Your will is yours, I say."

"You should know that there is a supreme being in this world. His real name has been lost in history. There are many names for Him, such as God, Lord, and Father of the Messiah, but I like to call Him the God of All Things..."

Just like in another world, before humans multiplied, dragons were the masters of the world. In this world, before humans built their own kingdom, a mechanical civilization dominated the world.

The leader of this civilization, the God of All Things, is believed by Odin to possess the same power as the Dragon King Nidho.

But just like the whereabouts of Nidhogg in another world are unknown, but the kings believe that he will eventually return. The god who once controlled the mechanical civilization is also unknown, but in the scriptures left by humans, he will reappear on the Day of Judgment.

"But I think you probably don't know that He is actually dead." Odin calmly stated the fact that the great being had died. "Although He is described as an omnipotent being in the scriptures left by humans, it cannot change the fact that He is dead."

Odin smiled slightly: "Otherwise, I would not want to occupy the 'only' seat in the sky that has been vacated."

Lu Mingfei was a little surprised, but not that surprised. Odin had been operating in this world for many years, and he had even persuaded the wind angels, who were supposed to be his mortal enemies, to form the so-called One. His understanding of this world was far superior to theirs, and also far superior to the natives of this world.

However, Lu Mingfei was still surprised that the Archangel, who was able to wrestle with the complete Dragon King, withdrew so easily. If such a being could die, then what about Nidhogg, who was his equal?
"Go on." Lu Mingfei said in a deep voice.

Odin nodded and continued, "Also, the end of this world, the Day of Judgment, is approaching."

According to the scriptures of the Messianic Church, one day in the future, an angel will descend from heaven and blow a trumpet to remind the world that God is about to come on a white throne.

On that day, the dead will awaken from their graves and stand before God to be judged together with the living. The sinners will be burned by the flames of the Seraphs along with the demons in Hell.

After all the sinners have been purged, God will reshape the world. This day is called the Day of Judgment.

It is similar to the Ragnarok in another world. It also proves that the God of All Things has the same power as the Dragon King Nidhogg.

"But." Odin hesitated, "According to my research, the Day of Judgment has already arrived."

“What does that mean?” Lu Mingfei asked. According to the description of the Day of Judgment, if it really had come, then the world would have been reborn and there would be no sin or evil.

"That's what I want to say," Odin said. "The god did not want the Day of Judgment to come, but wanted it to be postponed... For this, he paid with his life."

……

It was already dark, and Lu Mingfei was mesmerized by the endless river view beyond the big ship. Loud and heroic ancient military songs came to his ears, which were always indispensable on the nights of the return journey these days.

The Jinlunga Pass was successfully destroyed. The appearance of the Ghost Warrior knocked the Blazing Iron Cavalry off their throne, and wherever they went, they would only terrify the Westerners. For a hundred years, the Westerners had been showing off their iron golems. Now, it was time to remind them of the fear of being bombarded by the Xia people's heavy artillery.

Lu Mingfei also heard some soldiers from the Xia army crying for the martyrs and brothers who had died under the iron golems over the past hundred years.

"What are you thinking about?" The white and tender arms came around from behind, and the bright golden hair emitted a soft light under the moonlight. Lucrecia was unusually beautiful tonight.

On the night when he met Chu Yuwei again, the consequences of neglecting Lucrezia became apparent. Although she was obviously unable to resist, the stubborn Lucrezia challenged Lu Mingfei countless times.

Although she always ended up falling into a daze and sleeping, she looked so proud the next day, as if she was the winner.

Both Chu Yu-ni and Patsy knew that Lu Mingfei was unchallengeable. His physique, which could fight against a complete dragon king, was tireless. But even so, Lucrecia never tired of it, and it was the same tonight.

(End of this chapter)

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