He is currently in the Dragon Clan and has married Erii.

Nine years ago, this car carried his father's hopes and helped Chu Zihang escape from danger. Today... it's the same!

After the three of them were settled, the steel behemoth remained silent for a brief moment, as if it were gathering its strength, before it restarted.

The engine roared excitedly, and a horde of Dead Servants swarmed toward the car like a tidal wave. They stretched out their withered arms, trying to drag the survivors out of the car and leave them there forever with them.

But the Maybach was just too fast!

With its immense mass and terrifying speed, any Deadpool that dared to block the vehicle's path was now crushed under the tires, turning into a black and red mosaic...

The Maybach carried the three of them forward. In a moment, the wind and rain rolled down from the sky, and the surrounding environment changed from a closed room to an endless viaduct in an instant.

The car radio, which had been broken for who knows how many years, suddenly emitted a piercing static sound, followed by a French song with a touch of sadness quietly playing in the car.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Chu Zihang didn't touch the steering wheel. He just stared blankly at the familiar Maybach, his eyes filled with longing.

The moment the song began to play, this usually stern-faced young man could no longer hold back! Tears streamed down his face.

Perhaps because the colored contact lenses were uncomfortable, Chu Zihang took off his two brown daily disposable contact lenses, revealing his bright, golden eyes to the air, which exuded a captivating aura.

In the back seat of the car, Tang Yu closed his eyes and let his consciousness sink into that dazzling sea of ​​stars.

Upon seeing Tang Yu arrive, Isca lazily yawned and slightly raised a paw as a greeting.

"By the way, you're still in Nibelungen and haven't left yet. Aren't you afraid of encountering any danger to your physical body outside by entering the spiritual space so recklessly?"

"If anything happens, Senior Brother and Mingfei will help handle it." Tang Yu pulled over a meteorite and sat down. "Tell me in detail, what kind of place is this?"

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll reluctantly tell you something." Iska lazily swished its tail, its amethyst-like eyes half-open, as if it might fall asleep at any moment.

Fortunately, instead of irresponsibly falling asleep, he slowly began to explain.

"You are now in the land of the dead—Nibelungen! It exists in the gap between reality and illusion, and countless alchemists throughout history have tried to enter it, obtain its treasures, and then leave unscathed."

"But most people never find the entrance to the Nibelungen in their entire lives, and even if they are lucky enough to enter, they can never truly come out of it, and in the end, they can only become pitiful souls between heaven and hell..."

"But according to ancient records, a very small number of lucky individuals have been able to enter and successfully escape from the realm of the dead through some unrepeatable method..."

At this point, Iska opened her eyes wide, stared at Tang Yu for a moment, and then said softly.

"I see your face is dark. If you manage to get out of here alive, you absolutely must go to the big temple and properly pray to the gods! This kind of bad luck can't go on..."

"Am I really that unlucky?" Tang Yu scratched his head. "I don't think so! I even got two golden lights during my ten-pull yesterday. That's definitely lucky!"

"That must have cost him his lifespan!" Iska retorted sarcastically. Then, the sarcastic dragon continued to talk to herself, her tone filled with dissatisfaction towards Tang Yu.

"Look at you! You should be enjoying your vacation, but instead you have to go on a mission. And to make matters worse, your team has a weirdo who's been to the Nibelungen, been branded, and escaped alive! And to top it all off, the mission location is near an overpass, and to make matters worse, you run into a typhoon… Your luck is truly off the charts!"

"The requirements for entering Odin's Nibelungen are so demanding, yet you guys managed to meet them all! Take my advice, go buy a lottery ticket, you're sure to win big!"

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69 Odin

Tang Yu was in no mood to argue with Iska. He tapped the meteorite beneath him with his knuckles, his eyes thoughtful.

"You mean... the conditions for entering this Nibelungen are extremely demanding, requiring a living person to have escaped from Nibelungen, typhoon weather, and proximity to an overpass, right?"

“Not too stupid,” Iska said noncommittally.

Tang Yu: "Got it! Then give me a heads-up, are we going to get out of here alive today?"

Iska: "You've stumped me! But if Odin doesn't personally come to capture you, the chances of escaping are still quite good..."

Iska's words gave Tang Yu a glimmer of hope, but a moment later, Iska himself extinguished that hope.

Because Iska didn't finish her sentence: "But there's a guy in your team who's been branded, and Odin will definitely personally intervene to keep you all here because of him!"

"I'll go." Tang Yu sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

Just then, the Maybach, which was driving smoothly on the overpass, suddenly crashed into something.

The massive vehicle shuddered, and Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang grabbed their seats to steady themselves. But Tang Yu, who was deep in thought, wasn't so lucky!

The immense inertia threw Tang Yu flying, and by the time he came to his senses, he was already lying in Chu Zihang's arms.

Tang Yu opened his eyes and met Chu Zihang's gaze. Lu Mingfei, sitting in the passenger seat, stared in horror at the two embracing each other.

Looking at the expression on his face, it was as if he had opened the door to a new world...

Tang Yu struggled to get up, but unsurprisingly, he failed!

Having just gone through a fierce battle, Tang Yu was already short of strength, and the position he was in now was very strange, making it difficult for him to exert any force.

So after struggling for a while, Tang Yu not only failed to get up, but also clung even closer to Chu Zihang!

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and help me up!" Tang Yu glared at Lu Mingfei, who was watching the show nearby, and said irritably.

With the combined efforts of the three, Tang Yu was finally able to sit up.

The awkward atmosphere slightly eased the tension of being in Nibelungen, and after a moment the three of them got out of the car together, intending to see what was blocking their way.

“There seems to be a wall here!” Tang Yu reached out and pressed his hand in front of him.

Standing here, you can see the scenery in the distance, but there's something blocking your way; it's probably a transparent barrier.

"You all step aside, let me try." Chu Zihang chanted a deep dragon script, and crimson flames bloomed in his palm before slamming into the transparent barrier.

The power of this attack was comparable to that of a small hand grenade, but after the violent explosion, the barrier did not break, and there was not even a crack.

It stands there silently, like a wall of sighs, blocking anything or anyone that tries to pass through.

Just as the three were at their wits' end, something seemed to be rapidly approaching from afar, and a terrifying aura spread out. In the distance, they could vaguely hear the rumbling of thunder.

In an instant, Chu Zihang's face darkened. He would never forget that voice for the rest of his life!

Nine years ago, on that rainy night, it was the owner of this voice who left his father forever in the Nibelungs!

Time passed second by second, and to the three of them, every second spent here felt like an eternity.

Finally, at the corner of the overpass, a colossal figure, exuding an indescribable pressure, stepped forward.

It was a magnificent horse with eight legs, its body covered in heavy iron armor carved with wind, rain, thunder, and lightning. An iron mask covered the entire horse's head, and thin blue lightning bolts shot out from the gaps in the mask, flashing through the air and disappearing without a trace.

In Norse mythology, this steed has a resounding name—Sleiplane! It is known as the "Pegasus," so the figure carrying the human on its back is naturally self-evident!

Odin, the supreme leader of the Aesir gods, who sits on the highest throne!

Looking at the burly figure on horseback, wielding a long spear and shrouded in gray armor, a rare hint of anger flashed in Chu Zihang's ever-burning golden eyes.

To this day, he still vividly remembers the scene on that stormy, rainy night when the angry man brandished his long sword and charged toward Odin's throne.

"Mortals, why do you not come to pay homage to the throne?" Odin's voice boomed like thunder from Sleiplani's back.

"Damn it! You said the same thing nine years ago! Can't you come up with something new now?!"

Chu Zihang cursed, gripping his long sword tightly, his muscles tense, and golden flames ignited on his body—this was Chu Zihang at his peak!

Facing an enemy as imposing as a mountain, Chu Zihang charged straight forward, wielding only a flimsy weapon.

He experienced a blood rush... a second blood rush. Chu Zihang's face turned crazed. He no longer cared that the blood rush would purify the dragon bloodline. He only wanted to do one thing now!

Drag this self-proclaimed "god" off his throne!

Chu Zihang has already taken the plunge, so Tang Yu certainly can't fall behind.

"You've got all the glory to show off, what am I supposed to do?" Tang Yu drew his long sword and charged straight at Odin. Regardless of whether he could harm Odin, the important thing was that he had already given it his all!

Of the three, only Lu Mingfei remained motionless.

Even now, the child is standing next to the Maybach, gazing into the distance with a somewhat dazed expression.

"elder brother……"

A familiar voice came from behind him. Lu Mingfei turned around and saw Lu Mingze wearing a suit.

At this moment, the little devil was clearly not in a good state.

His usually impeccably clean suit was now covered in dust, and a trace of blood lingered at the corner of his mouth. Two gruesome gashes on the webs of his hands were continuously oozing blood…

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Mingfei asked softly, staring at the little devil who looked like a minor.

"It's nothing, I just had a fight with that guy up ahead! My brother finally wanted to make a deal with me, how could I let him down?" The little devil still smiled very warmly, just like their usual conversation.

Looking at the little devil like this, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he were being pricked by needles.

He lowered his eyes, his long bangs obscuring them.

Unbeknownst to anyone, a storm capable of engulfing the entire world was brewing within Lu Mingfei's ordinary brown eyes.

Lu Mingfei didn't know where his anger came from, but it felt perfectly natural, as if... he should be angry just because he saw this little devil.

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70. Three-fold Bloodlust

"Brother, wanna make a deal? I can help you deal with that bastard up ahead!" Lu Mingze pulled out two ice creams from somewhere, handing one to Lu Mingfei and licking the other himself.

He looks as innocent as a child, but the words that come from his mouth are as majestic as an emperor's...

On the other side, the two men wielding long swords used all their skills to fight against Odin, who was as majestic as a mountain.

The two people's words of power had absolutely no effect on Odin, a behemoth like him!

Left with no other option, they had to engage Odin in close-quarters combat with knives.

Of course, this is not a good solution!

Aside from Odin's own abilities, the eight-legged winged horse he rode, covered in iron armor, also possessed terrifying power.

Tang Yu was caught off guard and was nudged in the chest by the horse's head. In Tang Yu's mind, it felt as if he had been hit by a speeding train!

The immense force acted on his body, sending Tang Yu flying more than ten meters away. When he landed on the ground, he was covered in injuries.

In addition to a fractured sternum, several ribs were broken, and there were countless abrasions and bruises all over his body, making him look extremely pitiful.

If it were an ordinary person, such severe injuries would basically be enough to hold a banquet!

However, the hybrid's superior physical attributes allowed Tang Yu to escape with his life, though he was clearly no longer able to fight due to his severe injuries.

Now, only Chu Zihang remains to fight Odin.

Odin looked at the fragile mortal before him with great interest, and after a moment, he spoke in his thunderous voice: "Mortal, I grant you an audience with the throne! Your blood is very pure, and I can grant you eternal life."

"Immortality? Heh... Just like those Deadpools?" Chu Zihang looked at Odin coldly, his face devoid of any emotion.

"No, you will be stronger than them! If you join me, I can even help you complete the path to godhood and make you a true pure-blooded dragon."

"Forget it. I prefer being a human to a dragon! Besides... I'm not used to accepting things from my father's killer!"