Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the Elden Ring

"Destroy the world?" Lu Shanyan was more concerned with another point.

“Lu Shanyan is my great-grandfather, my name is Lu Mingfei, and my father is Lu Lincheng. This matches the Lu family genealogy.” Lu Mingfei looked at Lu Shanyan.

“Indeed, so the Lu family has produced an extraordinary figure. Young man, what exactly is your identity? In which generation of the Lu family did you have mixed blood with foreigners?” Lu Shanyan frowned and asked when Lu Mingfei brought up the topic. “What was the situation like in later generations?”

"You grasped the concept of time travel very quickly," Lu Mingfei exclaimed in amazement.

"Putting everything else aside, I believe you that Menek and I are doomed to die today. Since that's the case, let's hear what you have to say." Lu Shanyan spoke quickly. Like Menek, he had undergone Lu Mingfei's bloodline enhancement, but he didn't have Menek's rough sense of crisis. He was so nervous that he could empty his revolver magazine at any moment.

“Hey, I’d like to know too.” Menek glanced at Odin, who was still motionless in the distance, and said with great interest, “Were there any academies established for half-bloods later? Were the Secret Society still the vanguard of the dragon slayers? Has the power of technology become so strong that it has suppressed most incantations and alchemy?”

“Mr. Menek, if technology can be mastered by humans, it can also be mastered by dragons,” Lu Mingfei said softly. “The future will be far more prosperous than you two imagined, but it will never be as wonderful as you two envisioned.”

These words dampened Menek's enthusiasm, but the young genius was not discouraged. "I'm already gratified enough. I don't expect time to create a paradise."

“Great-grandfather, I am not a half-blood. I am using Deadpool’s body because my body is not here. Don’t worry, I have taken care of everyone in the Casal Manor.” Lu Mingfei said calmly, “I suggest you also evacuate. The intensity of the battles that are about to begin will be quite high.”

“No, we are right here,” Menek said. “Mr. Future, the burdens we ‘people of the past’ carry are not easily shaken off, or rather, if any generation were to shed them, civilization would end in that generation.”

“Alright, then you all stay away,” Lu Mingfei said. “If you want to watch, the Blood Explosion isn’t enough…”

He stretched out his hand, and the radiance of the Golden Law gathered in his palm. The faint light extended into a dazzling crown, leaping like flames. He raised the ball of light high, and in an instant, the radiance spread out, enveloping Menek and Lushan Yan.

The golden oath is erected.

One of the prayers of the Golden Tree faith, granting the recipient enhanced strength and defense, is a long-standing prayer passed down among the knights of the royal city. It is said that this prayer boosted the morale of the knights on expeditions.

Lu Mingfei added a divine enhancement to it.

Menek and Lu Shanyan vaguely saw the leap of fate, which was trillions of points of light flashing eternally, and countless stars rising and falling at a frequency of billions of times in an instant, without a trace of mechanical order, which could be described as a chaotic ocean.

This is God's perspective, the most primal face of destiny.

Such is fate. The one who can tell it in a timeline can be called the god of fate, and the only one who can control such a vast amount of change is the end.

The battle has finally begun.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Mingfei had vanished from the spot.

They watched as the sea level rose, first the seawall, then the streetlights and distant trees, everything was swallowed up. They had never seen a tsunami like this before; it was as if the crests of the waves appeared out of nowhere on the shore.

Words of Power: Return to Nothingness.

“This is my world,” Odin said somberly in dragon script. His Nibelungen was now completely secure, and as he expanded it, Lu Mingfei was rambling on with two human rats. In his view, this was arrogance before defeat.

"Your world, my world... Playing the human for so long has definitely made you forget some things."

"What?" Odin asked, puzzled.

Lu Mingfei said softly, "Respect."

"Look who this is."

The blade sliced ​​through the waves and the wind and rain, the aura of death so intense. Odin raised his greatsword, the severed blade flashing with fire, the immense force transmitted through the weapon, a gale billowing behind him, yet still insufficient to withstand it, forcing him to retreat.

The newcomer stood amidst the raging wind and rain, looking down from a high vantage point.

That was Jormungandr, the Jormungandr who wielded conceptual weapons, the true dead, his eyes burning with chaotic flames, a puppet of the new gods, a person from the past.

"I see."

Odin also studied the mysteries of the Black King's flesh and blood, only vaguely sensing that it contained the complete authority of the five elements, but he was not qualified to explore it in depth. Later, through the method of the Rings, he finally obtained what could be called ultimate power, but this power and its inherent mystery were not the same thing.

Lu Mingfei went much further than him.

This is his Nibelungen, but Lu Mingfei is the King of the Dead.

Chapter 295 Erasing Odin

Odin raised his greatsword high, and the clouds above his head were torn into spirals by the violent winds. The Nibelungen nature made the elements easier for him to manipulate with his words, and the creation time of any alchemical matrix was reduced to 1/10 of its original time.

At his command, thunder fell like rain, instantly turning the world into a purgatory. The sky was torn apart, and silver dragons danced wildly. Waves of white and purple flames exploded on the sea, and the waves boiled as if molten silver.

The thunder is the war drum; this is the Dragon King's battlefield.

The eight-legged winged horse neighed and leaped into the air, taking Odin with it as they vanished into the thunderstorm. The thunder roared, but it could not drown out the sound of the horse's hooves striking the ground, like the hand of a giant striking the earth.

Appearing with extraordinary speed, Odin raised his greatsword, forged from lightning and fire and glowing red, and slashed at Lu Mingfei with immense force.

With the Super Blood Explosion and the Golden Oath bestowed upon them, Menek and Lu Shanyan couldn't catch a glimpse of Odin. They only felt a raging wind raging within the thunderstorm, instantly reaching Lu Mingfei's head. Lu Mingfei stood there dumbfounded, seemingly not having reacted.

In the divine-like time gap, Lu Mingfei slowly turned his head to look at Odin. Lu Mingfei rarely activated his golden eyes, but at this moment, his eyes were filled with molten lava!

That familiar look in my eyes, I must have seen it somewhere before, so angry, so foolish, so disgusting!

Odin's strike abruptly stopped, and with a movement defying the laws of physics, he instantly slashed horizontally, the firelight illuminating the third party hidden in Lu Mingfei's shadow—Norton.

Another death.

That look clearly came from Norton, but Lu Mingfei didn't even turn around to look at him.

Odin couldn't tell if it was an illusion or a magic trick. He withdrew and retreated. The massive eight-legged winged horse was as light as the wind. With a light leap, it disappeared from the spot. A short time later, the local vacuum in the spot exploded, the rain evaporated, and the surrounding airflow rushed in and was compressed, producing an explosion that was a hundred times stronger than the Yin Thunder of the Word Spirit.

Within a hundred meters, the rain sprayed like bullets, violently sweeping across the area with a crackling sound.

Lu Mingfei stood motionless, while Norton beside him leaped into the air, conjuring a ten-meter-long flaming blade in his hand. Even when at a disadvantage against the Nibelungen, the Fire King still possessed the ability to instantly unleash high-level alchemy.

Lightning flashed, slicing silhouettes across the sky. Four figures hovered high above, vaguely forming an encirclement. Besides Jormungandr and the Fire King, there was also the Water King, who had just died, and the Wind King in his non-Odin form.

This will be a chaotic battle, fraught with danger.

Jormungandr struck again, and Odin parried with his greatsword, only to be knocked back by the immense force and fall into a three-way encirclement by the Fire King, the Wind King, and the Water King. The attacks came almost simultaneously as he wielded Gungnir, the lightning coalescing into a single burst. In the ocean of plasma, only Odin could be seen dodging and weaving, repelling the Fire King and escaping the trap.

He immediately activated the alchemical matrix, his Nibelungen, which finally gave him some advantage here. The replica Gungnir was successfully created. This move wouldn't be enough to deal with Lu Mingfei, who could create genuine products out of thin air, but it was more than enough to handle a few false kings!

Time seemed to stand still for a few moments. The Fire King was the first to break free from the effects, even though he was severely injured. Odin chose to attack Jormungandr, who had the worst alchemical talent, connecting Jormungandr's death with the Threads of Fate. He personally arrived with his spear in hand, and with the power of fate, easily cleaved Jormungandr in two.

Time resumed its flow, and Jormungandr died in battle.

Lu Mingfei seemed to have no intention of interfering, merely watching from a distance.

The wrath of Zhulong, Guixu, and Indra is unleashed simultaneously.

Odin fought with increasing ferocity, completely losing the sense of embarrassment he had shown at the beginning of the battle. He stood with his spear across his body, even imitating Lu Mingfei by connecting his fate of death to the incoming attack. The ocean of flames and lightning split in two before him!

"The storm brings my tide of death, I am the king of the gods!" Odin cried out, "Fight for me!"

The dragon blood he spilled rose against gravity, gathering on the replica Gungnir and transforming into a bright red battle flag.

Jormungandr, swallowed by the sea, opened her eyes and rose from the darkness of the ocean floor. The power of alchemy repaired her body, and new armor was forged in flames.

Odin was indeed a genius in alchemy; he replicated Lu Mingfei's power.

Jormungandr was entangled with the Fire King and the Water King, while Odin personally dealt with his own avatar. Lightning clung to Gungnir, and the clouds were torn apart by the gale. He completely suppressed the Wind King.

When the Water King and Fire King killed the newly resurrected Jormungandr, Odin slew the Wind King.

The situation has reversed!

Before long, Odin easily slew the two kings of water and fire. Nibelungen was in ruins; the dark clouds had dispersed, the sea level had dropped by tens of meters, and all the exposed land was covered with lava.

The light of dawn and dusk, characteristic of Nibelungen, fell, mingled with a light drizzle. Odin's figure stretched into a long, slender silhouette that reached the ground. No one could help but associate him with an angel or a god; the scene was too mysterious and sacred.

This is the scene that Menek and Lushan Yan saw when they crawled out of their hiding place.

Odin, disheveled and battered, only served to highlight his war god nature. He pointed his sword at Lu Mingfei, his fighting spirit soaring.

Lu Mingfei sighed softly, looked up at Odin, and said, "Goodbye, from now on it's just me and the Black Dragon."

If it were a scene of parting with an old friend, such a sentence would contain a sense of desolation, loneliness, and regret, but from Lu Mingfei's perspective on Odin, Odin would not be able to understand it.

He wasn't afraid of Lu Mingfei's methods at all; even if his physical body was destroyed, he still had ways to survive. In any case, Lu Mingfei couldn't possibly end the battle instantly.

One figure after another appeared around the battlefield.

Lani's figure hovered behind Lu Mingfei, the laws of the night enveloping her, the rules of boundless spiritual power taking effect. Lu Mingfei was mass-producing Dragon King avatars, some complete and some incomplete, as if displaying slices of the Dragon Kings' lives, including even Xia Mi from her middle school days.

Without shouts or pity, an army composed purely of the dead began to charge, like a silent tide rising from the ocean waves.

What terrified Odin even more was that the dragons would self-destruct when they got within a certain distance of him. Death winds enveloped him from all directions. He looked around, trying to escape the trap, but neither his words nor his alchemy worked.

Even in Nidhogg's realm, the power of words and alchemy are not rendered unusable; they are part of the laws of nature. Yet, at this moment, they have failed.

Elemental phenomena never before seen on the planet's surface are taking shape. The elemental turbulence caused by the self-destruction of countless dragon kings has converged, no longer describable as a vortex, but rather as a black hole. If elements were waves on a plane, the surface centered on Odin would now be compressed into a bottomless pit by an infinitely heavy point.

The light stream raged, instantly breaking through the Nibelungen and the atmosphere, scattering columnar bursts of high-energy rays into the deep universe.

In the region centered on Odin, the temperature reached 100 billion degrees Celsius. In the Big Bang creation theory, this is the temperature one second after the creation of the universe. At this point, neutrons and protons could not combine due to the extreme heat. This was a physical, absolute erasure; Odin died.

The duration of a domain is measured in seconds because it consumes the elemental environment itself.

Chapter 296 Timeline Return

The fireball centered on Odin cooled rapidly. When the temperature dropped to 30 billion degrees Celsius, the fireball began to expand, and the radiation from the heavy element fusion spread like a deadly storm. At this temperature, the fire was approaching the power range of the "fire element," and Lu Mingfei immediately took control of it, gradually extinguishing and cooling it down.

Ultimately, it was still a tragic end, and Odin's power left a deep impression on Lu Mingfei. The vastness of the planet and the resilience of life are the foundation for nurturing hope. However, Lu Mingfei decided to end the cycle of fate at this time of transition between the dragon and human civilizations, so Odin was destined not to be the protagonist of this era.

The closest two, Menek and Lu Shanyan, were severely exposed to radiation. They can still stand unharmed in front of Lu Mingfei, but within the next week, they will die from organ failure, bone marrow suppression, and infected skin ulcers.

Dragon genes cannot save them, because both dragon and human genes are broken, leaving only a bunch of free deoxyribonucleotide fragments.

"The battle of the supreme beings was indeed a magnificent spectacle of burning the seas," Menek praised.

It was both praise and a test. Odin was dead, and the Lu Mingfei they were facing was undoubtedly a Dragon King-level being. Even if Lu Mingfei displayed human emotions and rationality, after witnessing this earth-shattering battle that could be counted as one of the world's unsolved mysteries, they could not regard him as a completely human being.

Lu Mingfei remained silent, watching the two of them. He actually had another way to save them, which was to completely transform them into extreme Death Servant-like beings or even Dragon Servant-like beings.

Back when he controlled Kassel College as a dictator, he used medical laboratories to study living dragon kings and samples of the next generation. The complexity of dragons' genes far exceeds that of other organisms. After being exposed to super-dose nuclear radiation, they evolved multiple radiation-resistant protein expression genes over several generations, which can inhibit and repair damage after being exposed to nuclear radiation. This is also the reason why he stopped the Secret Service's nuclear war plan. Nuclear war would be far more harmful to dragons than to humans.

There are also differences between races.

“On behalf of Hilbert Jean Angers, I extend my respects to you. He missed you dearly and dedicated his life to your ideals,” Lu Mingfei said.

Menek and Lu Shanyan exchanged a glance. "You're not talking about Angers in the manor, are you?"

“It’s Angers from the 21st century. He’s the principal of Kassel College.” Lu Mingfei nodded. “Your timeline won’t continue. If there’s anything you need me to tell Angers, I can pass it on.”

Menek was silent for a moment before speaking, "I can roughly guess how stubborn Angers will be. Please tell him that we hope he can live well while pursuing his revenge."

“There’s no need to worry about that. Angers’ life has been quite eventful. It’s just that he’s lived for over a hundred years, and everything he once knew only exists in his memory. You know, people inevitably feel nostalgic, just in different ways. Angers’ way is to make the entire dragon race pay for your deaths,” Lu Mingfei said.

"The entire dragon race? That's exhilarating! I really hope I can see that day," Menek exclaimed.

“It won’t be that smooth. In my timeline, the black dragon Nidhogg has already awakened.” Lu Mingfei shook his head with a slight smile. “Although the Secret Party has begun to unite with human nations, the hidden dragon forces have also taken root in human society. Moreover, in the face of the black dragon of the end, humans and dragons are nothing more than insects in the dust.”