Lu Mingfei, who has bipolar disorder, refreshes the holy text every week

Chapter 205: Nidhogg is in the future, dead.

Angers was completely powerless, standing quietly in the snow, with blood spreading under his feet. It was a luxury for him to move now, as he was relying on willpower to remain standing.

Fenrir wanted to kill the powerless Ange, but he couldn't. The Philosopher's Stone turned him into a cripple. His body, which had been sacrificed, could not recover from such injuries, and he would never be able to stand up in his life.

"The day I was born, my eyes were full of blood." Mary's voice rang out. She walked to Ange's side and calmly watched Fenrir roar with Ange.

"Principal, you know what? I hate blood, because when I see blood, I think of death. If I die, I will be alone in the endless darkness."

"You must be very lonely, Principal. You live in this world, you have lost your best friend, and you stand between humans and dragons. You are a group of people that cannot be recognized by ordinary people. Even if they respect and love you now, when you kill all of us dragons, they will begin to fear you, avoid you, hate you, and even kill you."

Mary chuckled with a hint of sarcasm, "You succeeded in your revenge and died proudly, but your students will be looked down upon and oppressed by Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi."

The Black King's pressure squeezed Angé from all directions. Angé's body made a creaking sound and all the bones in his body were screaming. Angé was like a candle that could go out at any time.

Mary's terrifying power is above Fenrir. This girl possesses the highest power in the world. Even if she is only keeping it for Nidhogg temporarily, this power now belongs to her.

Ange felt that his will was about to be unstoppable. Mary's mental power entered his consciousness like a surging tide, filling his brain and ready to explode at any time.

Ange suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the terrible internal pressure in his skull seemed to be slightly relieved because of it.

"You are very strong among the hybrids," Mary said. "You have a power that even the Dragon King cannot ignore. It's like a giant suddenly appearing among the dwarves. You are comparable to the Dragon King. Are you interested in becoming a real Dragon King?"

"You want to win me over?" Angé grinned, revealing his bloodshot teeth, and actually smiled.

Mary was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"That's right. Half of your blood is dragon blood, which gives you power. What is human blood to you?" Mary asked Ange. "It can't give you anything. It only brings you endless troubles and denial."

"No, it was given to my friends, but they are all gone."

"I can only live on by remembering them. Their figures often flash in my mind, telling me that it was not my fault."

"I hate myself for not fighting alongside them, and not dying together in that manor. I long to fulfill their wishes and gain power."

"These two things allow me to proudly say that I have lived up to their expectations when I meet them."

"Do you think I will become a dragon?" Ange asked mockingly.

Mary looked at Ange calmly and said, "I will grant you eternal life and greater power, so that you can see a wider world."

"Hahaha, a wider sky?" Angers laughed, "I'm not interested."

"I will not give up my mixed-blood identity. Since this is my destiny, I will keep going even if it is full of regrets. It may take a lot to find the answer."

"When others chose to give up, I saw hope in despair and was able to find the true meaning of life."

"Humans are not as weak as you think!" Angé said word by word.

In an instant, the bell rang again, and the world in Angers eyes stopped. An alarm clock appeared behind him. The second hand on it moved forward rapidly, telling the time non-stop, as if someone had added an engine to the gears of the alarm clock.

A ferocious expression appeared on Ange's face, and he struggled with all his strength.

His body seemed to be bound by countless shackles, but as he continued to work hard, these shackles gradually began to loosen.

First his fingers began to tremble, then slowly began to move, then his arms began to move, slowly but surely.

Over time, he regained some strength in his shoulders and legs and began to be able to make small movements.

Every tremor caused Ange to feel a sharp pain, but he did not give up and still persisted in trying to break free from the restraints.

During the still time, although Mary could not move, she could clearly see Ange's movements and body changes.

Under her enormous pressure, Angers' weak life was just a candle flickering in the wind. She could extinguish it with just a strong blow. But the situation suddenly changed. The flickering candle flame was rising dozens or hundreds of times, turning into a blazing flame that soared into the sky, as if some fuel was poured into Angers' spiritual fire, and his whole body began to burn.

Ange's entire body began to transform into a dragon, with tiny hairs coming out from under his skin, like a layer of iron-blue moss growing on the surface of his skin. If one were to look under a microscope, those "hairs" would be magnified hundreds of times, and each one would be shield-shaped, with patterns like tree rings, and the front side would be as sharp as a sword!
These "swords" were piercing Ange's skin, and were increasingly showing the shape of...scales.

Blood was dripping, and Angé's blood flowed along the new scales, the hideous blood color and the cold iron blue color intertwined together.

Mary found it unbelievable that this human had acquired the appearance of a dragon!
The dragon scales instantly grew to the size of a one-dollar coin, covering Ange's entire body, opening and closing with Ange's heavy breathing.

The flesh and blood stuck under the scales evaporated a large amount of bloody steam due to the sharply rising pressure, and the blood stains stuck to the scales also dried up quickly.

Angers' face also changed, with sharp protrusions growing on his cheekbones and forehead, seemingly ready to break through the skin at any moment, and the dilated capillaries divided into the red of arteries and the green of veins, covering his entire face like the roots of plants.

Only when he becomes like this can he take action, and he doesn't have much time left.

The folding knife in his hand trembled, and the blood of Fenrir spread on it. After swinging it, it left a bronze and blood-red arc of light and chopped towards Mary's head.

However, the clock behind him suddenly stopped and the hands seemed to hit the wall.

The flow of time in Ange returned to normal. Mary stepped back with horror on her face. The knife fell with inertia and cut Mary's chest. Her white dress was stained red and the splattered blood fell into the lake.

Ange looked at the fact that he failed to cut off Mary's head, with disappointment in his eyes, "Still failed to kill a dragon king?"

"Hehe, how can I go to meet my old friends down there?"

Ange's body turned into ashes and disappeared, leaving only a folding knife on the snow, proving that Ange had once been to this world.

Mary let out a sharp, piercing cry that echoed across the entire ice field.

She covered her wound tightly with her hands, her face full of panic and disbelief.

She couldn't believe what was happening before her eyes - just now, she almost died! She almost died at the hands of that half-blood she had always looked down upon!
This fact was like a sharp sword, deeply hurting her self-esteem and making her feel unprecedented humiliation and anger.

At this moment, Mary's anger was burning fiercely, making her extremely irritable. She could not accept such a failure, and she could not stand the feeling of being despised.

Her eyes were filled with madness and hatred, as if she wanted to tear the whole world apart.

The lake water was also out of control. Mary's blood had just fallen into the lake and was absorbed by Nidhogg.

Mary, who was supposed to be eaten last, now donated her blood to Nidhogg in advance, and just a little bit, and the egg hidden deep in the sea broke.

The temperature of the lake water soared rapidly in the blink of an eye. The originally calm lake surface suddenly became turbulent, with rolling waves, and even the bottom of the lake began to shake violently. At the same time, a huge amount of white steam gushed out from the bottom of the lake, covering the sky and the sun, as if the end of the world had come.

Along with the appearance of this white steam, a large amount of seawater rushed in from the cracks of the egg like a flood. These cracks were like a series of flexible thin snakes, spreading rapidly along the surface of the egg.

At this moment, the surface of the egg began to fall off gradually, as if it was being eroded by a mysterious and powerful force.

What was even more surprising was that the indestructible eggshell had now become fragile, like a piece of cheese that had been heated in a microwave for too long and was slowly melting.

Every minute and every second, the eggshell becomes thinner and softer at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually completely loses its original protective function.

Countless bubbles swelled up on the surface of the lake, and it rolled over and over. Suddenly, the center exploded, and blood-red water rushed up into the sky, and the entire pool dried up.

A naked man with long hair standing at the bottom of the lake, looking at his hands with anger on his face.

"There are still two days left until the hatching time, and it came out early!"

He raised his head and looked towards the lake, and then his figure instantly appeared by the lake, next to the injured Mary. Looking at the blood on the ground, he knew the reason.

Mary gave him blood in advance, allowing him to regain his incomplete power in advance.

Nidhogg raised his hand and slammed it hard on Mary's face.

"Waste! Look at what you have done."

Mary was covered in blood, her face turned away, her face was as pale as paper, her beautiful face was now full of fear and pain. Her eyes were empty and lifeless, as if she had lost all hope and vitality.

The obvious blood-red palm print on her cheek was like a sharp sword, deeply hurting her heart and making her feel extremely humiliated and desperate.

She didn't expect things to turn out like this. Everything was clearly under control.

Seeing Mary in such a state, Nidhogg gritted his teeth and wished he could eat Mary right away. However, if he ate Mary now, it would be a double mistake.

Only by eating Mary at the last moment can he become the strongest black king.

He snorted coldly, turned his head to look at the hybrid trapped in the cage, grinning with fangs showing.

Lu Mingfei looked at Ximinglewa, who was dying and covered in blood, with cold eyes. He stepped on Ximinglewa's chest and said lightly.

"Tell me where Nidhogg is."

Ximinlewa widened his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "Absolutely not!"

But Lu Mingfei grinned and said, "You've already told me!"

Ximinleva's eyes were full of fear. She clearly didn't say that!
Why did Lu Mingfei say that she had already said it?

Suddenly, Ximinglewa saw three pupils in Lu Mingfei's eyes!
One eye, three pupils?

What kind of monster is this?
Lu Mingfei suddenly loosened his feet, looked at Ximinglewa coldly, and said indifferently: "How about becoming my property?"

Ximinglewa was suddenly stunned and stared at Lu Mingfei, "Become your property?"

"Yes." Lu Mingfei nodded. "After I kill Nidhogg, the humans in this world will become my enemies. After I suppress the human resistance, I need someone to share the pressure of ruling the world with my wife Xia Mi."

Ximinlava smiled bitterly. In Lu Mingfei's eyes, Nidhogg's death was inevitable. He had already begun planning what to do after killing Nidhogg.

She turned her eyes to look at Xia Mi and found that Xia Mi looked indifferent, as if humans should be ruled. However, Xia Mi didn't seem to be very keen on ruling and just wanted to stay with Lu Mingfei. The loving eyes could not deceive Ximinglewa.

This woman has completely regarded Lu Mingfei as her lifelong partner and brother, and even doesn't care about her original brother Fenrir.

Is this the power of the sacred text?

The "sister" who was casually mentioned at the beginning really became Lu Mingfei's sister and wife, and replaced Fenrir's position in Xia Mi's heart.

"It seems that you already have the answer." Lu Mingfei said with great confidence.

He raised his hand and placed it on Ximinglewa's head, and a drop of blood fell from Lu Mingfei's palm.

Ximinleva gently opened his mouth and let the blood fall into his mouth. The golden pupils in his pupils went out and then lit up again, as if he was reborn.

Ximinglewa sat up, lay down at Lu Mingfei's feet, picked up Lu Mingfei's shoes, and kissed the back of Lu Mingfei's feet.

"I dedicate my flesh and blood to the great Majesty Lu Mingfei. You are the supreme, most powerful, and most virtuous being. You rule the world with omniscience and omnipotence!"

She once said the same lines, but dedicated them to Nidhogg. Nidhogg rules the world with destiny, while Lu Mingfei rules the world with omniscience and omnipotence.

Nidhogg, who controls destiny, twisted the world line and wanted to change everything. Unfortunately, he did not think of one thing: Lu Mingfei during the day is the "world harmonizer", but Lu Mingfei at night is omniscient and omnipotent.

Even in the next week, Lu Mingfei will always be omniscient and omnipotent!
Facing the omniscient and omnipotent Lu Mingfei, no matter how hard Nidhogg struggles, it is all in vain. In the future... he is already dead.

(End of this chapter)