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

The deep, rumbling impact sounded like rolling thunder.

Lu Mingfei leaped into the air and plummeted down again and again. The domain of the kingship expanded in an instant, and hundreds of times the force of gravity acted on him. He himself became a cannonball, crashing headlong into Odin.

The air between the two sides was compressed to its limit by the enormous force, and a gale swept across the entire viaduct.

Although Lu Mingze was a shrewd businessman, one had to admit that the quality of his goods was so high. Compared to Odin's greatsword, this Japanese sword was as thin as a toothpick, but at this moment, the power contained in this toothpick was forcing Odin to retreat.

Sleipnir roared angrily, trying to push Lu Mingfei away. Its eight hooves dug through the hard ground. Weighing tens of tons, it should have had an absolute advantage in the clash of strength, but the realm of gravity also restricted it.

Lu Mingfei glanced at it coldly, then kicked the Pegasus in the head. Sleipnir roared in pain, using the force of the kick to leap up. When he fell again, flames were already burning on the blade.

Word of Power: Royal Authority Unleashed!

Word of Power: Lord's Flame Unleashed!

Word of Power: Judgment erupts!

Word of Power - Instantaneous Burst!

The four incantations were released almost simultaneously, and Lu Mingfei's descent speed reached its limit. Odin raised his sword to try to block, but the flames surrounding Lu Mingfei suddenly exploded, the air vibrated, and the swirling wind forcefully pushed away Odin's attack.

A thunderous sonic boom erupted, and the command of death silently merged into the raging flames. Lu Mingfei swung his sword down from mid-air, the blade drawing a red circle in the air, which from a distance looked like a sun falling rapidly.

Sleipnir sensed the danger and roared at the sky with its mouth full of ferocious teeth, but the next moment it could no longer make a sound, because Lu Mingfei shoved the sun into its throat and the burning blade pierced straight into its palate.

Lu Mingfei suddenly exerted force, pushing the blade into the Pegasus's throat. He twisted the hilt, and the slender blade churned in Sleipnir's throat. The command of death, like a parasite, burrowed into the flesh along the wound.

Blood erupted like lava, but was instantly vaporized into blood-red steam by the high temperature.

Lu Mingfei's figure appeared and disappeared in the red mist. At the ninth level, with a speed of 512 times, Lu Mingfei ran around Sleipnir like a ghost, and the knife in his hand could no longer be seen.

Sleipnir suddenly knelt down. In mythology, this winged horse only submitted to Odin and would only sneer at others, never bowing to anyone. But its eight thick legs had been severed at the knees, and the severed legs fell around, kicking up countless specks of dust.

The monstrous Pegasus collapsed heavily; within seconds, the command to die had penetrated its very marrow. The Pegasus convulsed and trembled as it raised its head, trying to spew lightning from its throat to kill the human before it.

Only large amounts of blood and bits of flesh could be spurted from its throat. Lu Mingfei stared expressionlessly at the dying Pegasus, placed one foot on its head, and then gripped his longsword and plunged it into its head.

With its brains shattered, even Sleipnir's vigorous vitality couldn't repair such an injury. Its dark golden pupils gradually sank, and this pegasus flowing with the blood of the dragon completely lost its life.

"It's more fragile than we imagined."

Lu Mingfei spoke softly, drawing his longsword and pointing it at Odin not far away:

"Use all your skills. If you fail to overcome a mortal, you'll be ridiculed by the other gods when you return to your throne."

Odin did not answer, but simply raised the bent gun in his other hand.

Odin slowly raised his eyes, golden light bursting from his dark golden pupils. He spread his arms, finally ready to throw the spear that symbolized destiny.

The air was thick with the scent of death, a scent that carried the smell of decay, like some kind of wood dug out of the ground and buried for hundreds of years. All the death in the entire Nibelungen was now concentrated at the tip of that spear.

Gungnir, according to legend, is a divine spear whose shaft is made from the World Tree Yggdrasil, and whose tip is engraved with runes. Its core ability is that it is a sure-hit shot, regardless of distance or obstacles, as long as it is thrown, it will hit the target.

But the next moment, Lu Mingfei broke through the seal of the death aura, kicked Sleipnir's hideous head, and used the reaction force to leap high into the air.

The four incantations erupted simultaneously, and unparalleled power swept across the entire space once again. Lu Mingfei seemed to descend from the heavens, and a gale carrying flames poured into the blue blade light. He swung the blade down fiercely, aiming for Odin's neck!

He had already probed enough, so he held back and launched an attack far more fiercely than ever before, with flames and gales splitting against the blade.

A heavy sigh echoed through the space. Odin ultimately failed to throw the Spear of Destiny. The supreme god chose to retreat at the last moment!

Faint laughter came from behind Odin. Lu Mingze, dressed in a black suit and carrying a bamboo flower basket, was scattering white petals into the air.

Lu Mingfei glanced at him and then looked away. Odin didn't have time to draw his iron-colored greatsword to block his attack, so he could only forcibly interrupt Gungnir's charge and try to parry with his spear.

Word of Power: Cancel in an instant.

Word of Power - Instantaneous Outburst.

Word of Power: Cancel in an instant.

……

Lu Mingze froze, his hand still scattering flowers. He stared dumbfounded at Lu Mingfei, who was plummeting at breakneck speed, and couldn't help but burst into curses:

"Damn it! Can it really be used like that for a split second?!"

Lu Mingfei stared expressionlessly at the dark golden single eye. In just a moment, he superimposed several instants on himself. The extreme speed brought even greater inertia, causing his speed to briefly break through the limit.

Time seemed to slow down, everything seemed to fall into place naturally, and a name emerged from the depths of Lu Mingfei's heart. He called out that name:

"Word of Power: Time Zero"

It was a strange feeling. At this moment, the whole world seemed to have changed in Lu Mingfei's eyes. Odin's movements seemed to have been slowed down hundreds of times. He could clearly see the power of death condensed on the tip of the spear cracking inch by inch, and at the same time, he could clearly see the fear rolling in that single eye.

Odin also sensed something, but he couldn't break through the limitations of time and could only watch helplessly as the sword came crashing down on him.

At the critical moment, Odin turned his body and chose to take the blow with his own arm. The blade collided with the dark gold armor, producing a loud clang of metal striking metal.