Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

"Ah!"

Xia Mi sneezed and grumbled as she grabbed the handle on the inside of the car door.

"Is this car door broken? Why can't it close properly?"

With a dull thud, Xia Mi tried pushing the car door, muttering, "Strange, it closes fine..."

As Lu Mingfei watched Xia Mi struggle against the car door like a little girl, and then thought about how she had brought him into Odin's Nibelungen in order to kill Odin while he was weak and take Odin's Dragon Bone Cross, he couldn't connect Jormungandr and Xia Mi's personalities for a moment.

As if noticing Lu Mingfei's gaze, Xia Mi suddenly turned her head, but before she could speak, she turned her head back to the front, her face showing fear:

"Aaaaah, senior brother, drive properly!"

Lu Mingfei turned around upon hearing this, only to see a dark mass of Dead Servants in front of him.

"We're going to crash!"

Before Xia Mi could finish speaking, a loud crash was heard from the front of the car, which made intimate contact with the Deadpools with a series of thuds, and the car body shook violently.

Although Lu Mingfei slammed on the brakes immediately, the heavy rain and the already worn tires meant it was too late to brake at that distance. He could only watch helplessly as the car crashed into the group of Deadpools, while he tried his best to brace himself and reduce the impact of the collision.

With a slanted drift, the Volvo came to a stop right in the middle of Deadpool's encirclement.

Seeing the car suddenly stop in front of her, Mai Shude, who was kneeling on the ground, was also stunned. She thought to herself, "Isn't this my Volvo S80? How come it drove back by itself?"

Did this car have some kind of amazing self-driving technology that it didn't tell me about? Did it know its owner was in trouble and specially come back to rescue them?

The mercury had now penetrated deep into her internal organs, and every movement required her to mobilize all the muscles in her body to help her breathe oxygen.

Even so, her once-proud long legs could no longer support her body, and she could only hold the knife with her hands, struggling to support her weight.

"Pain Pain!"

Lu Mingfei covered his forehead as Xia Mi, who looked annoyed, dragged him out of the driver's seat.

Upon seeing the Volvo that suddenly appeared, and the two people who got off the Volvo, the black-robed man standing opposite Jiude Mai paused noticeably, seemingly not expecting that there would be other people in this Nibelungen.

The moment she saw Lu Mingfei appear, Jiu De Mai suddenly understood.

It turned out to be the case.

As Jiu Demai thought to herself, her tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed. She leaned forward as if she had been deliberately provoked, and fell into Lu Mingfei's arms as if throwing herself into his embrace.

……

A few minutes ago, on the city's expressway, at the river-crossing bridge.

Seeing the black-robed man suddenly appear before her, Jiu De Mai calmly drew her sword and spear.

Is it Deadpool?

No, that's not right. It just spoke to me, and not in dragon script but in Chinese, and even clearly stated its own incantation... like a human.

Although Mai was also curious about why other humans had appeared in the Nibelungen, this was clearly not a question she should be concerned with at the moment.

The issue she should be concerned about is:

Who is the other party?

And, are they enemies or friends?

The voice was cold and clear, but deliberately lowered, making it impossible to discern the gender. It could be a female voice, or a male voice that had not yet changed or whose voice change was not obvious.

Her clothes were very similar to those of her teammate, Mitsuru, but Mai certainly didn't think the person opposite her was Mitsuru. She knew that Mitsuru was currently in Portugal, having been sent by her boss on another important mission.

Mai Shude silently observed the other person, knowing that the other person was also observing her from under that huge black hood.

Since it's unclear whether the other party is friend or foe, we'll assume they're all enemies.

Mai controlled her breathing to make her body appear as normal as possible.

Never expose your weakness to the enemy; this is the rule of a ninja.

"Who are you?" Mai asked coldly.

The man in black robes did not answer, but instead spoke in the same cold voice as before:

"Hand over that document, and I might consider not killing you."

document?

Does this refer to Chu Tianjiao's identity information?

Mai glanced at her chest instinctively. Before abandoning the car and fleeing, she had already taken out the brown paper bag, folded it, and stuffed it into her bra.

The other party had indeed come for this document.

Mai thought to herself, then shrugged and smiled: "Look at my clothes, does it look like I could fit a document inside?"

After discarding the Arabian robe that covered her, her form-fitting fabric underneath was revealed. The already thin, pocketless garment, after being thoroughly soaked by the rain, completely outlined Ma Yi's stunning figure, with the flesh color underneath faintly visible. Coupled with her bare feet lightly touching the ground, it further accentuated Ma Yi's allure and sexiness.

Any man in the world who saw this scene would probably feel his nose start bleeding, right?

The black-robed man opposite Ma Yi did not linger on the glimpse of spring. He took a step forward and said softly, "There's no need to look. As long as I kill you and dissect you from the inside out, I'll know whether the document is on you or not."

"Don't say such terrifying things in such a calm tone," Mai sighed softly.

The next moment, Mai pushed off the ground with her toes and glided backward, her left hand firing a Glock pistol at the black-robed man's position. The Glock's three-round burst mode was activated.

This pistol, famous worldwide for its brilliance in Counter-Strike, sent bullets flying straight toward the man in black robes in a triangular pattern.

Flames leaped and roared through the rain, deafeningly loud!

……

Chapter 137 The Use of Words of Power

Rainy night, highway in the city, bridge over the river.

Mai Shude slid backward, while Glock's bullets rained down on the man in black.

Although Mai was confident in her accuracy with bullets, she did not expect to be able to defeat the enemy with just one magazine of bullets.

The current situation is that she is in the open, while the other party is in the shadows. The other party knows about her words of power and most likely knows that her current state is not very good. But she knows nothing about the other party.

She only wanted to use the gaps between these shots to create some distance between herself and the other party, and ultimately find out what the other party's Word of Power was.

The man in black robes, however, remained completely calm, deftly dodging the barrage of bullets with a few nimble movements.

Dodging ordinary pistol bullets is not difficult for a professionally trained hybrid, but the opponent dodged the bullets with ease, seemingly very confident in his agility and certain that Mai could not hit him.

Could it be a kind of incantation that strengthens the body?

Baka! I shouldn't have fired all my mercury bullets!

Mai took a deep breath, immediately sheathed the knife in her right hand, drew another Glock from her waist and fired at the opponent, while using the brief opening to reload with her left hand.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

“It’s no use,” the man in black said amidst the furious gunfire. “You can’t possibly hit me.”

"Well, let me try, okay? How will I know if I don't try, right?" Mai said. "Do you expect me to have a gun but not use a knife? That would make me look like an idiot."

Mai's tone remained nonchalant, but she already knew in her heart that her opponent was an extremely dangerous adversary.

"But you've already done enough stupid things."

The man in black robes said calmly, “You are beautiful, and I like you very much. I don’t know where you learned about this person. But if you had pretended not to know anything, ‘He’ wouldn’t have taken such a big risk to forcibly drag you into Nibelungen. But you insisted on investigating this matter…”

"...So don't blame me. You buried your own potential!"

The moment the words left her lips, a sharp whistling sound suddenly came from the wind. Mai didn't realize what had happened, but her instinctive reaction to the danger made her quickly drop the pistol in her hand and immediately draw two swords from her thighs.

"Bang, bang, bang," three sharp impacts came from in front of her. Mai crossed her swords in front of her, the constant shocks making her hands ache as if they were being torn apart, and even her arms felt severely numb.

The recoil from the shock was so great that Mai had to take two steps back to dissipate the force of the impact.

Only after confirming that the sense of danger had disappeared did Mai withdraw her twin swords.

She was panting heavily; mercury poisoning had severely impaired her bodily functions, and any movement that required muscle exertion would consume a great deal of her energy.

Mai looked at the ground in front of her.

The mottled and deformed bullet heads were scattered in front of him; they were 9mm caliber bullets from a Glock pistol!

Mai squinted and looked up at the black-robed man in front of her, confirming that she hadn't seen him draw a gun.

"You must be wondering why I fired these bullets when I didn't even draw my gun, right?"

"It was your own bullet!"

The man in the black robe seemed to make a laughing gesture under the huge hood, explaining like a villain about to win in an anime:

"Words of power are actually a very mysterious thing. Each word of power has a completely different use, and as long as it is controlled properly, it can achieve completely different effects. But you lowly half-bloods only know how to use them in a wild and unrestrained way."

“For example…” the man in black robes said, lightly stepping on a bullet in front of him with his toe, “…like this!”

Mai was startled and instinctively turned her head away. The bullet grazed her cheek. She wiped her face with the back of her hand, and a faint bloodstain spread on the back of her hand, like cinnabar being blown away from a painting.

"What kind of incantation is this?" Mai asked.

"Guess." The man in black robes spread his hands and gently stepped forward. With three "bangs," two more bullets were blocked by the twin swords raised by Ma Yi. This time, the third bullet grazed Ma Yi's proud thigh.

“Your knife seems quite nice. I’ll keep it for you after you die,” the man in black said.

"No need," Mai shrugged. "I prefer to keep my things myself."

"That depends on whether you have the ability."

The man in black robes said, "By the way, the illusion you just created should have been discovered by those Dead Servants, and they're probably on their way back now."

“Simple,” Mai said. “I just need to defeat you before they get back.”

The man in black chuckled: "What utterly arrogant words."

Mai moved swiftly, holding her sword horizontally in a cross shape in front of her. A wisp of smoke, like pale ink, once again enveloped and concealed her entire body.

"Are you trying to conceal your vision through psychic illumination?"

The man in black robes said calmly, "Unfortunately, the alchemical domain of Netherworld Illumination expands outwards from the caster. That means you're always at the center of Netherworld Illumination. As long as you aim, you can—"

The person in black robes moved like a girl playing hopscotch, stepping one step at a time on the ground around them, where bullets were embedded.

With each step he took, bullets from the surrounding rain would rain down on him, pelting him with bullets.

Mai's muscles were relaxed, and the veins on her fair and slender arms were faintly visible.