Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

He stared blankly at Chu Zihang.

The strange white cloaks on the two of them fluttered in the wind.

"There can only be one Odin. You make your move."

A golden light flashed in Chu Zihang's hand, and the Golden Holy Spear appeared.

Chu Tianjiao just stared at him blankly.

So many memories came flooding back—happiness, sadness, sorrow, joy—so many emotions, all intertwined with the boy before me.

His stubbornness, his refusal to ride in the Maybach, his angry shouting in the car, and finally…

He remained there, facing Odin.

"Odin... I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

! ”

Tears streamed down Chu Tianjiao's face as he frantically lunged at Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang smiled and raised the Golden Holy Lance…

"stop!"

Xia Mu's voice came from across the sea, like a surging thunder.

He had already set off when Chu Tianjiao appeared. No matter what, he couldn't just stand by and watch Chu Zihang kill his own father!

In that case, he's completely finished!

"Ok?"

Xia Mu's eyes widened suddenly, and he abruptly stopped in mid-air before returning at the same incredible speed.

Now, crossing the ocean takes him only a few moments.

Erii stopped eating when he left and stared blankly at the sky.

Meanwhile, the maids who delivered food in an assembly line-like manner continued to arrive, and the beautiful kendo girl, Setsuko, stood by her side, occasionally helping to direct the arrangement of the food.

But the instant Xia Mufei flew away, as she took the plate, a dagger appeared in her hand... and stabbed Erii in the back of the neck.

"die!"

Erii turned around almost instantly, her eyes transforming into those of a golden boy.

The ancient power of words caused Sezuko to bleed from all seven orifices.

But she didn't die instantly; instead, the dagger in her hand, gleaming with an alchemical sheen, pierced Erii's skin...

"boom!"

Xia Mu fell from the sky and smashed her into the ground.

She was still alive, her bones twisting and writhing underground.

"Regarding Erii's plan, this Word of Power... could it be 'don't die'? Odin!"

When Xia Mu looked up and saw Chu Zihang again, sure enough, the golden holy spear calmly pierced Chu Tianjiao's chest.

For a moment, the whole world seemed to fall silent.

The middle-aged man was in tears, and blood was flowing freely from his body.

"Zihang...the whole world has forgotten you..."

"Now... you've forgotten yourself too..."

He choked back tears and struggled to raise his hand to touch Chu Zihang's calm face.

"Are we, father and son... cursed...?"

"Never...never can remember the other person at the same time..."

Chu Zihang remained motionless, letting the blood-stained hand gently caress his fair face, leaving a trace of blood.

The dark sky was filled with lightning and thunder, yet this scene of sorrow seemed to have no place in it.

“Odin…you will be punished…”

Chu Tianjiao closed his eyes, forever.

Chu Zihang watched this scene calmly.

Until Chu Tianjiao's heart stopped beating...

His calm gaze suddenly flickered.

Chapter 411 Chu Zihang and Chu Tianjiao!

"Dad, Dad..."

His voice changed.

His expression changed.

In that instant, he suddenly transformed back into that boy, the boy who had spent ten years searching for the darkness of the raging torrent of rain.

Chu Zihang is back.

But his father was already dead, killed by the golden holy spear in his hand.

He suddenly let go of Chu Tianjiao's hand, looked at his own hand, and his body began to tremble violently.

His eyes trembled like never before.

He had never been so afraid, so terrified, so...desperate.

"It's not real...this isn't real...it's not real..."

He repeatedly denied it, shaking his head, but the tearing pain and regret in his heart finally overwhelmed him.

He remembers everything.

Even just moments before, he calmly plunged the spear into his father's chest.

"what!

!

!

"

The desperate screams were earth-shattering.

Everyone saw the once spirited young man suddenly collapse to the ground, clutching his head and howling like a wounded beast.

Chu Tianjiao fell backward, face up, kicking up dust.

Chu Zihang scrambled forward, crying, "Dad, Dad! No, no, no! Don't die! Don't die, don't die! Don't die... don't die..."

He seemed to only know these three words, and with each roar, tears streamed down his face.

Sadness and despair filled his entire world.

He still remembered the rainy night when he was fifteen, and the first time he truly met this man. He faced Deadpool with such composure and faced Odin with such fearlessness.

Now, this man is still as decisive as ever. To survive, even knowing it's Odin's trap, he still steps in and faces the golden lance head-on...

"what--"

He looked up to the sky and cried out, tears streaming down his face.

"Om."

A strange power slowly appeared on his body.

An ultimate power representing the "past".

"My God."

Menek, EVA, and other envoys suddenly knelt down on one knee.

"Welcome back to the divine throne."

They chanted their prayers devoutly.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene.

A gloomy sky, a desperate boy, and a strange power.

An aura no weaker than that of the Black King finally swept out from the boy.

He looked up at the sky and stopped his desperate wailing.

"It's...wonderful..."

His low murmurs rang in everyone's ears.

"Wonderful? Making him suffer, despair, and go mad—is that what you consider wonderful?"

The casual smile on Lu Mingze's face disappeared.

He sat upright, staring intently at Chu Zihang, or rather, Odin.

"Only such extreme emotions can make us feel alive..."

Odin looked at Lu Mingze and said, "What you did was the same thing. Didn't that boy named Lu Mingfei experience far more than this Chu Zihang? You went through so much trouble to make him experience it, and then you made him lose it. Isn't that the best vessel? We... no longer belong to this world. Only they can make us feel our own existence."

Don't compare me to you!

Lu Mingze seemed enraged, "You and I will never be the same!"

"is it?"

Odin stared at Lu Mingze, then looked around.

“The bones of our kings are piled up on our throne, but in the end, neither you nor I will survive.”

"I am the past, you are the present, and neither of us is the future."

Odin spoke strange words.

Lu Mingze sneered: "Then why don't you just die!"