Yandere Erii, stop tormenting Lu Mingfei!

At the moment the king returned, the fear in the heart of the traitor was magnified to an unparalleled degree.

There is no existence that can destroy Gungnir, even if it is just a replica, it possesses the power of the original species.

"Oh, it's you... It seems the experiment was a success..."

A man's voice came from Odin's throat, as if it were another soul residing within Odin's body. The voice was both fearful and fortunate, trembling and excited, as if witnessing some kind of miracle.

"Foolish Stand, you've provoked someone you shouldn't have. Now, accept the Black Emperor's execution!"

The real Odin, tens of thousands of miles away, shook his head, feeling pity for the substitute.

Lu Mingfei's burning golden eyes were filled with brutality and ferocity. His entire body was highly dragon-like, almost like a humanoid dragon!

The moment Gungnir shattered, Lu Mingfei's figure vanished. At a speed too fast for the naked eye to detect, he almost teleported to Odin's stand.

Odin tried to resist, but the next moment an overwhelming pressure came down and he was blasted away by the invisible force, his body rolling on the ground.

Lu Mingfei slowly walked towards him, and wherever he passed, the rain flowed back into the sky, and the thunder transformed into salutes to welcome the king.

Odin scrambled to his feet, attempting to flee, but a supremely majestic voice immediately rang out:

"You beast! Kneel down!"

His words were divine pronouncements, and faced with the overwhelming power of his bloodline, Odin involuntarily knelt on both knees.

He bowed his head, facing Lu Mingfei, his posture like that of a sinner.

Lu Mingfei sneered and gently reached out his hand. Starting from his elbow, the dragon bone bulged and wrapped around him, transforming into a dragon claw powerful enough to tear apart tungsten steel alloy!

Then he ripped Odin's arm off, along with his immortal golden armor, blood gushing out in a torrent, and an incredibly tragic roar came from Odin's throat.

That was no ordinary pain; under the influence of some kind of malicious incantation, his sensory perception was amplified tenfold!

It felt as if every cell in my body was being torn apart in an instant!

Then came the other arm, which Lu Mingfei tore apart with the ease and simplicity of shredding a piece of paper, a sinister smile on his face.

Immediately, his dragon claws ripped into Odin's chest, tearing off the beating heart along with blood vessels and muscle tissue amidst a grotesque, distorted scream.

A burning hot heart pounded in Lu Mingfei's palm. He showed a disdainful expression, gently crushed it, and blood mist expanded, carrying a strong smell of blood in the wind.

But the emperor's execution was not over. In his golden eyes, Odin's heart grew back and his broken arms were restored.

Everything returned to square one, except for that excruciating, soul-crushing pain.

Lu Mingfei, in a frenzy, stretched out his dragon claws again, this time cleaving Odin in two at the waist!

Blood mixed with organs flowed, and the excruciating pain made Odin yearn to die immediately, but the king never uttered a word, and his body would be restored after each execution!

Odin's body was restored for the third time, and Lu Mingfei chose to break all the bones in his body!

Then came the fourth time, and the fifth time!

It was like being slowly sliced ​​to death!

By the ninth time, the life force in Odin's eyes was beginning to fade, and his spirit was so ravaged that it disappeared before his body.

Finally, Lu Mingfei began to carry out the final step of the execution. Facing the sinner kneeling before him, his dragon claw fell like a decapitating sword!

The head wearing the Odin mask rolled off the severed neck, and the golden eye, which had been completely dimmed, now gushed forth like a pillar.

Bathed in the blood of sinners, Lu Mingfei suddenly roared to the sky, causing terrifying elemental turbulence to surge around him. The balance of the four elements—earth, water, wind, and fire—was disrupted, and the entire Nibelungen trembled.

It's as if a world-destroying power is brewing!

He covered his face, which was covered with dragon scales and sharp horns, with one hand, while sharp claws pierced his face, temporarily waking him up with pain.

"Eri, run!"

"I'm running away with Nono! I'm losing control!"

Lu Mingfei lowered his hand, and two completely different faces appeared on his forehead.

One face was struggling desperately, its golden eyes filled with terror; the other face was covered in bloody welts, its lips curled up in a ferocious and insane expression.

After executing Odin, his inner cruelty was not only not satisfied, but also spiraled out of control, as a certain voice in his heart began to tempt him.

Listen! The Supreme Being says:

"Destroy everything! Kill all the traitors! Rebels!"

"Destruction is rebirth!"

"The day I return to this world, I will bestow upon all things eternal despair!"

Amidst that damned, seductive voice, Lu Mingfei fell into another hallucination.

He saw himself lying on a huge iceberg. The sky was crimson, as if the clouds were on fire. The earth was bluish-black. Countless humans held sharp blades, their faces beaming with joy as they celebrated and danced!

What are they celebrating?

Lu Mingfei couldn't understand it, but in an instant, he suddenly saw his massive, mountain-like black body pinned to the iceberg by a spear as long as a tree branch. His membranous wings drooped from the mountaintop to the ground, and blood swept across the earth like a flood.

It turned out that everyone was celebrating his death.

Then who am I?! Am I him?

Who am I, really?

Lu Mingfei suddenly couldn't remember anything.

All he knew was that his head felt like it was being split open by a pair of giant hands, and his soul was being torn in two by two different forces.

He knelt on the ground, clutching his head, scratching his hair with his fingers, roaring like a dying black dragon.

"Get out of here! Get out of here now!"

"I am not you! I am not—!!!"

Despair surged from all directions, engulfing Lu Mingfei.

He was almost forever assimilated by despair, becoming the vessel for the arrival of the Black Emperor.

But the next moment, he heard singing.

The sound was like the first ray of sunlight breaking through the morning mist, casting golden light through the forest.

It was as if nightingales were singing when the glaciers melted in early spring.

It's like a wind chime swaying under the eaves of an ancient temple under the bright moon.

Ethereal and ancient, exquisitely beautiful and clear.

Under the influence of this song, a bright moonlight suddenly shone down in the dark world that shrouded Lu Mingfei, protecting him.

Erii's cherry lips parted slightly, her eyes filled with tears.

She walked with difficulty toward Lu Mingfei, her dragon-transformed body swaying unsteadily.

Before she collapsed from exhaustion, she finally knelt on the ground and hugged the boy who was screaming in pain.

In that instant, Lu Mingfei seemed to wake up as well. Whether it was the warmth of the girl's body or the familiar sandalwood scent that touched the depths of his heart, his willpower finally overcame the monster that had been bewitching him.

He gazed quietly at the girl who was embracing him, watching the raindrops drip down her red hair, and seeing her pale, haggard yet stunningly beautiful face.

"Eri." Lu Mingfei's lips moved, and his eyes regained their clarity.

Erii heard this, gave a sweet and obedient smile, then lowered her head, gently rested her beautiful cheek on his shoulder, and quietly closed her eyes.

Tens of thousands of years later, the white emperor fell asleep again in his lover's arms.