Dragon Raja: Oh no! Lu Mingfei has been diagnosed with depression!

Lu Mingfei stood expressionless by the roadside, watching the speeding truck crash into the center of the flames. The flames crackled in the air, like molten iron rolling.

Odin's towering figure stood in the center like an ancient tree that had grown for hundreds of years, and he looked at Lu Mingfei through the crimson light.

A circular domain slowly unfolded, and the raging flames, visible to the naked eye, seemed to have their spinal cords removed the moment they came into contact with the domain. After struggling for a few seconds, they were extinguished silently.

Odin wore a silver mask so his expression couldn't be seen, but his single golden eye revealed a hint of contempt, and his silent mockery transformed into the sound of Sleipnir's hooves.

The eight-legged steed paced restlessly in place, spewing lightning and thunder from its mouth and nostrils, clearly eager to gallop away.

Odin gave the order to charge, and with intense heat, he rapidly approached Lu Mingfei. The circular domain paused for a moment before suddenly exploding, and a whirlwind swept away the flames, mist, and fragments that blocked his way.

The incredible power of Sleipnir's hoofbeats acted on the viaduct, creating a straight road connecting Lu Mingfei and Odin.

In mythology, Odin is also the god of death. At this moment, he used this authority on Lu Mingfei, and an invisible killing intent filled the air. This overpass transformed into a road of destiny.

It was a truly terrifying scene: the supreme god, riding an eight-legged winged horse covered in golden scales, charged towards you, his feet treading on lightning and gales, trampling all obstacles under Sleipnir's hooves.

If the myth is true, then Lu Mingfei has no chance of winning. All he can do is turn around and run away. With the power of the Word of Power, he might actually be able to outrun that eight-legged celestial horse.

But Lu Mingfei laughed. He made no attempt to hide his mockery of Odin. Odin mocked him for his attack being unable to harm Him, and he mocked Odin for not even being able to detect the ghost in front of him.

He took a small stone out of his pocket and assumed a throwing posture.

Word of Power: Dark Illumination canceled.

Word of Power: Kamaitachi canceled.

An uninvited guest suddenly appeared on the road of fate: a heavy truck. Lu Mingze sat in the driver's seat with his hands on the steering wheel. The roar of the engine was deafening, and even the hoofbeats of Sleibnir were suppressed by its high-pitched roar.

Before jumping out of the car, Lu Mingfei released the Netherworld and the Weasel into the vehicle, making it speed along the road like a ghost. Silently, it broke through the domain in front of Odin.

Lu Mingfei hadn't originally expected the car to actually hurt Odin; he only used the Word of Power to annoy Odin. But now he seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.

"Odin! Don't dodge! Charge straight at me!"

Lu Mingze roared excitedly. Although he felt a little resentful that Lu Mingfei had discarded him after using him, he quickly became completely immersed in the thrill of driving this big vehicle and even changed into an air force uniform to fit the occasion.

At the height of the wagon, his line of sight was exactly level with Odin's. He stared directly into that enormous pupil and waved to the god:

"I've wanted to do this for a long time. You think you're so great just because you're riding a horse? Watch me knock your horse over!"

Lu Mingze laughed heartily, then turned his head to look at the rearview mirror, wanting to show off his highlight moment to his brother, but he couldn't laugh after just one glance.

In the mirror, Lu Mingfei assumed a throwing stance, but instead of aiming at Odin, he was aiming at the truck. Lu Mingze immediately had a bad feeling:

"Damn it! What are you doing now?!"

Odin had already rushed in front of him, his iron-colored greatsword falling from above, seemingly about to cleave the wagon in two with a single strike.

Lu Mingze had no time to pay attention to the heavy sword above his head. Lu Mingfei had already thrown out what he was holding. It was an inconspicuous stone, but in an instant, four or five words of power were applied to it. Unparalleled authority was applied to the stone, causing it to burst out with the power of a cannonball.

In an instant, the burning stone shot into the truck's fuel tank, and Lu Mingze finally understood what Lu Mingfei was trying to do: he was going to detonate the truck's fuel tank!

Because she didn't know what Lu Mingfei wanted to do, when Mai Shude delivered the car, she made sure to fill it up with gas. At that moment, there were about 500 liters of gas left in the tank.

Lu Mingze didn't know how to describe his feelings. He could only watch helplessly as the fuel tank ruptured, the oil was atomized under high pressure, forming a large-scale oil mist cloud, which exploded a few seconds later.

If Mai Shude knew that Lu Mingfei intended to use the oil she added to blow up Lu Mingze, she would probably be packing her bags and running away right now. But she was destined never to see such a shocking scene.

With a deafening roar, countless fragments flew at high speed in all directions, the sprayed diesel fuel was instantly ignited, and a huge fireball with a diameter of over 10 meters crashed head-on into Odin.

The extreme heat began to scorch everything on the overpass again, and Caesar and Chu Zihang, who were still running wildly behind, were thrown to the ground by the scorching wind.

They were speechless and could only lie prostrate on the ground with their heads down. They didn't know what Lu Mingfei had done or where he had gotten so many explosive things from!

"What are we here for?"

Caesar began to question his life again. He recalled everything that had happened since he came up to this overpass. He and Chu Zihang were supposed to be here to kill the gods, but they seemed to have been busy dodging all kinds of explosions the whole time. They didn't even have a chance to draw their swords at Odin. Now they were lying on the ground in a sorry state.

"I've come to seek revenge on Odin."

Chu Zihang said in a muffled voice that his skin was so dry and grotesque that it looked like tree bark. Prolonged exposure to high temperatures had almost evaporated him into dried meat. If it weren't for the terrifying regenerative ability of the hybrid race, he might have already passed out.

But he couldn't close his eyes; he wanted to witness Odin's death with his own eyes. He relied on his terrifying willpower to keep himself from fainting.

"I know you've said that eight hundred times already."

Caesar said impatiently that the explosions had stopped, but he still didn't dare to look up. The air was thick with atomized diesel fuel, and the extreme heat would ignite the vapors in seconds. He had been forced to keep his eyes open to drive, and now they were stinging and watering.

"If the myths are true, the spear in Odin's hand should be the legendary Gungnir, the Spear of Eternity. It is said to have been forged from a branch of the World Tree and possesses a certain property of certain accuracy; the target will die the moment it is thrown. It's a very cheesy weapon based on the law of causality."

"If Odin really wanted to kill us, he could have just stood at a distance and thrown that spear to chain the three of us together, so I'm now wondering why He doesn't use Gungnir."

Caesar analyzed the current situation. He wasn't worried about Lu Mingfei's safety. Given that guy's personality, he might be hit by a random explosion the moment he raised his head. So he decided to take this opportunity to recall Odin's actions and try to find his weakness so that he wouldn't be in such a sorry state when they fought head-on later.

But after a long time he still hadn't heard Chu Zihang's reply, and he sensed something was wrong:

"Chu Zihang?"

"You guessed right, Odin did want to use that spear, but He didn't get the chance."

Chu Zihang's soft voice rang in Caesar's ear, and he was startled for a moment:

"What did you see?"

"I saw the king descend from the sky."

Chu Zihang said.

Directly in front of them, Lu Mingfei and Odin's figures passed each other, with flashes of sword light and countless afterimages swirling around them.

The intense heat from the fuel tank explosion only left some black marks on Odin's armor. Lu Mingfei's figure looked as small and thin as a child in front of Odin.

Surprisingly, Lu Mingfei gained the upper hand, in a physical sense.

Before each swing of his sword, he would leap high into the air, and the terrifying potential energy would be transferred along the blade to Odin the moment he landed. Completely defenseless, all his attacks had only one purpose: to sever Odin's neck!

Lu Mingfei looked down at the silver mask.