Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

"You just...killed someone?"

"Don't be afraid, Deadpool... strictly speaking, he's no longer human."

The man scratched the back of his head. "The specifics are complicated. I'll explain in detail after we leave here. In short... you have a special bloodline flowing through your body."

"Special bloodline?"

Chu Zihang suddenly realized that the man must have been reading too many online novels. "The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits." This is the 21st century, an era of science; there's no such thing as the supernatural.

But deep down, she also vaguely believed the man's words, because if that weren't the case, what she had just seen couldn't be explained at all.

"Well, actually those things aren't that important. Just pretend you've never heard of them or seen them. Living in an unreal world is quite nice... at least it's quite enjoyable."

I've always been against you studying abroad, actually I'm not against you studying abroad at all, it's just that you should remember not to apply to a school called Kassel College..."

So, your suggestion that my senior apply to Kassel College was influenced by you? If you didn't want him to apply, you could have just kept quiet. Don't you know people have a rebellious streak—the more you forbid something, the more they want to do it?

However, just as Lu Mingfei had expected, the man was indeed a graduate of Kassel College.

I don't know what the man went through to end up as a driver.

On the way to escape, Lu Mingfei kept checking the rear of the car through the rearview mirror. The Deadpools didn't chase after them, as if they had given up on them.

However, Lu Mingfei's heart was constantly shrouded in an ominous premonition.

No one knows where this viaduct leads. But it seems that as long as you keep driving, it will eventually come to an end.

They didn't know how long the Maybach had been driving in the dim, rainy night, but finally, they saw bright white lights shining ahead, and a tollbooth sign flashed by beside the road.

The man let out a long sigh of relief.

"Are we out now?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Probably," the man nodded. "After we get off the highway, I'll drop you off on the side of the road. See if you can hitch a ride back home..."

"And you?" Chu Zihang asked.

"I have something to take care of."

As the bright white light source drew closer through the rain, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

As the Maybach drove straight ahead, the light source grew larger and larger, but the outline of the tollbooth remained obscured.

"No...that's not right!" the man suddenly shouted.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Lu Mingfei heard the neighing of a horse, his fury as fierce as thunder.

Why is there a horse neighing sound on the overpass?

Before Lu Mingfei could figure it out, he felt the man accelerate the Maybach to its maximum speed once again, cutting through the rain like a black cannonball and crashing into the white light.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei finally saw what was standing in that ball of white light.

Odin, the chief god of Norse mythology and the chief god of the Aesir!

Chapter 6 The Darkness of the Torrential Rain (6)

Thanks to the various Marvel movies of later generations, Lu Mingfei is quite familiar with the image of Odin, the king of Norse mythology.

But why would such a deity exist in the Nibelungen?

The man had clearly seen the ruler of Norse mythology, but he showed no sign of slowing down and instead continued to floor the accelerator.

In his past life, Caesar once severely injured Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, with a 2.6-ton Storm Torpedo traveling at 200 nautical miles in the Three Gorges Dam.

Now, this 2.7-ton Maybach is hurtling straight toward Odin at nearly 150 knots.

Even if the opponent is someone comparable to the first generation of Dragon King, being hit head-on by such a Maybach would probably not be easy!

The problem is that Lu Mingfei and his companions do not have bodies comparable to those of gods. Even though they are hybrids and their physical attributes have been enhanced to the limits of humanity by dragon blood, they are still human.

If the Maybach were to collide with Odin, Odin might be seriously injured... but they would certainly die!

Lu Mingfei suddenly understood: the man was gambling, betting that Odin wouldn't dare to take the Maybach's impact head-on and would choose to make way for them.

Damn it, how come Kassel College only produces lunatics!

Lu Mingfei gripped the roof railing tightly, watching the Maybach get closer and closer to Odin, until it was only a dozen meters away. Finally, he couldn't help but shout the little devil's name.

"Lu Mingze!"

Lu Mingze did not appear, nor did Odin make way.

Just as the two were about to collide, Odin's eight-legged horse suddenly reared up.

In an instant, the surrounding rainwater gathered in front of Odin, and the water surged back like a waterfall, crashing against the front of the Maybach.

Within just a few meters, the Maybach's enormous kinetic energy was completely dissipated.

Fortunately, their bones had been strengthened by dragon blood, so their cervical vertebrae were not broken by the reaction force of the vehicle reversing.

The instant the water propelled the Maybach away, a swarm of dark figures emerged from behind Odin.

A pale face, empty eyes—it was Deadpool just like before.

They surrounded the Maybach from all sides, completely encircling Lu Mingfei and his group.

"How dare you crash into the throne of the gods!" Odin's voice boomed from the front like a resounding bell.

"You probably haven't taken a driving test and don't know how to drive, so you don't know that traffic accidents are most likely to happen on rainy days because the roads are slippery and you can't brake in time."

The man, carrying a long knife in one hand and gripping Chu Zihang's wrist with the other, got out of the car and said calmly:

"It's okay. This car has the maximum insurance coverage. If you get injured, you can tell me, and after we determine liability, I'll help you get reimbursed by the insurance company."

"Insolence!" Odin's voice seemed to come from a very distant place, clearly showing that he did not buy into the man's joke.

"Can't even take a joke? That's no fun." The man shrugged. "You just want that thing, right? No problem, as long as you let us go, we can give it to you."

He turned around, patted Chu Zihang's head, and said to Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei:

"There's a black box in the trunk with a silver mark on it. Please take it out for me."

Chu Zihang nodded, and Lu Mingfei jogged after him. Opening the trunk, they found a black briefcase inside.

Lu Mingfei recognized that the silver markings on the box were very similar to the emblem of Kassel College.

However, the emblem of Kassel College is a half-decayed World Tree, while the silver mark is engraved with a lush World Tree.

Chu Zihang handed the suitcase to the man, and as he took it, the man suddenly whispered to the two of them:

“You’ve disobeyed me many times before, but you have to listen to me this time. Remember, you two shouldn’t stray too far from me, nor should you stray too close. When I say ‘run,’ you two run toward the car, and whatever you do, don’t look back.”

"Mmm," Chu Zihang replied, his voice trembling.

"If you have any questions, ask your classmate for directions after you go outside... Of course, if possible, I hope you never have to ask."

Lu Mingfei suddenly had a feeling that after tonight, he and Chu Zihang might never see a man again.

The man is like an ancient soldier about to go to the front lines, knowing that his life is about to end, and saying his final goodbye to his son at home.

So Lu Mingze's funeral song was actually for men. Lu Mingfei thought.

For a fleeting moment, Lu Mingfei really wanted to make a deal with Lu Mingze.

However, just now when the Maybach was about to crash into Odin, he had actually tried to call out to Lu Mingze, but he did not appear.

Furthermore, Lu Mingze had previously stated that he would not make a deal with him this time.

While Lu Mingfei hesitated, the shadowy figures surrounded him and led him forward.

They whispered amongst themselves, their voices strange and rhythmic, as if they were speaking some ancient language.

Although Lu Mingfei couldn't understand it, he vaguely recalled that this language was very similar to the language that Professor Guderian had once spoken to him.

Is it the language of dragons?

Lu Mingfei didn't understand, but Chu Zihang gradually began to understand what the Dead Servants were saying.

"I've seen humans again..."

"That child's bloodline..."

"Such mouthwatering flesh..."

"..."

They stopped about a hundred meters from Odin. The man held his long sword behind his back with his right hand, while raising the box above his head with his left.

"What you want is here."

Odin's voice came: "Then, come before me, human."

“But I feel that even if I give you the things, you won’t let us go.”

“I promise you life; God never lies to mortals.”

"Does it mean becoming Deadpool like them?"

"Your bloodlines are far superior to theirs; you will be much stronger."

"..."

The man turned around and gave Lu Mingfei a strange look.

"No room for negotiation?" The man raised an eyebrow.

“You should be honored to be servants of God.”

The man sighed, then suddenly turned and leaned closer to Chu Zihang: "Son, I heard you're a center in the city team, and you're very good at penetrating defense?"

Chu Zihang nodded nervously.

"Don't hesitate to ask for directions if you don't understand something, classmate. Remember every word I've told you."

As the man spoke, he took the box from Chu Zihang's hands and, unusually, stroked Chu Zihang's head with a doting expression.

The next moment, the man's expression suddenly changed, and he slapped Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang's buttocks repeatedly: "Kids, run!"

Chu Zihang turned around and ran towards the car like a madman, while Lu Mingfei followed behind Chu Zihang, groaning and clutching his butt.

It had been a long time since Chu Zihang had ever believed a man's words.

But on this rainy night, holding the man's warm hand, he suddenly became a child who depended on his father.

The man threw the suitcase at Odin, as if the suitcase were flesh and blood attracting hungry wolves.