Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

"Don't worry, you won't die as long as I'm here." Lu Mingfei didn't look into Selma's eyes. He was afraid that his appearance would scare this inexperienced senior sister. He just turned around and faced Odin again.

"You're lucky, brother. Kungunir is a rigorous and somewhat obsessive weapon. The fate it determines will only happen when it is supposed to happen. You still have several years to prepare." Lu Mingze still held Lu Mingfei's wrist. He looked up at Lu Mingfei, "I really can't do anything with you. You don't want to trade, so I can only do another customer feedback."

"Something for nothing, 30%, fusion." Lu Mingze's facial features suddenly became ferocious like a demon. He held Lu Mingfei's hand so tightly that his body became illusory, and all the substantial things flowed into the body of the big boy beside him.

"What is Odin? A lowly rebel, a lowly rebel! Even if he is the real thing, he can only kneel down and speak in front of us. How dare a fake one show his power over the king? Now that the walker of Kungunir has been dealt with, then brother, go and kill him! Kill that pathetic traitor!" Lu Mingze hugged Lu Mingfei tightly, and he disappeared in the rain.

At this time, Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, as if he wanted to suck all the air in the world into his lungs. His golden eyes burned silently, like a bright light that never goes out in the wind and rain.

"Thank you, Lu Mingze." Lu Mingfei smiled softly. He gripped his sword tightly. Now he was walking on thorns. The never-ending elegy was coming like wind and clouds from the road ahead. He was ready to attend the funeral of some old friends.

There was nothing at their funeral but eternal silence!

"Odin..." Lu Mingfei said softly, "What do you want me to carve on your tombstone?"

He roared like a lion, and in Selma's eyes, his rising back was as bright as a shooting star.

Time Zero was stimulated again. Odin wanted to pierce Lu Mingfei's heart with his hand. He was tired and felt bored.

But some things have changed. In the realm of time zero, he should have been the true king. Everything in the world, including the gears of fate, should have stopped turning, but the boy waving the knife was out of control at all.

In the realm of time zero, Lu Mingfei laughed wildly and brushed past Odin. He landed on the ground and furiously plunged into the deck of the Moniach, plowing a crack several meters long on the deck before he stood still with a bang.

Odin also stood still.

But he suddenly fell down, and a huge crack appeared on the iron mask on his face. Lu Mingfei saw the person under the iron mask at the last moment. The guy looked very similar to his senior brother, like an enlarged version of Chu Zihang, so he put away the knife, but his rage almost cut off the god's carotid artery, and the god's blood gushed out like a fountain.

The eight-legged Pegasus's hooves fell with a thud. It no longer sprayed lightning, but breathed heavily and stared at Lu Mingfei.

Everything is dispersing in a strange shape, like ink being splashed on a photo.

A Nibelung had temporarily descended on the Maniach, and when the god fell, the Nibelung would fade away.

Lu Mingfei tried to reach out to grab Odin, but his palm passed through Odin's body like passing through a ghost.

Finally, Sleipnir disappeared. Odin disappeared too.

They disappeared with the rain and dew, as if they had never been there.

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"Who are you?" Without waiting for the person in front of him to answer, Nono stabbed out with the diving knife in his hand quickly.

She had scored high marks in both physical fitness and combat classes. She was skilled in using the Atkan long sword, and could also use a short sword and a dagger. In such a close combat, even the world champion of free fighting was no match for her.

But her attack missed, and Ye Sheng dodged her attack at a very strange angle.

"You finally came."

"You're finally here." The thing that turned into Ye Sheng kept repeating this sentence. Every time he repeated it, the gold in his eyes became brighter, as if an ancient god had awakened in his body.

Nono had a strange feeling. If this thing kept repeating like this, his golden eyes would become more dazzling than the sun. That was a noble right that only true gods could possess.

Nono recalled the stormy night when Odin, riding an eight-legged horse, came before her with unparalleled majesty and repeated the same sentence.

You finally came.

But why did they repeat this sentence? Nono's head hurt so much that it almost split open.

Ye Sheng did not come closer, but Nuonuo kept retreating. Her headache was so severe that she could hardly hold the handle of the diving knife.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Nono seemed to see golden pupils in his own eyes in the mirror that were far more prosperous than anyone else’s. He didn’t look like a god, but more like a monarch among gods.

But the illusion was fleeting, and she turned back into the red-haired witch.

At this time, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a girl with a pale face and red eyes rushed into the small space with a shotgun in her hand.

Aki Shude bit her lips with her teeth, her fingers trembled slightly, but the muzzle of the grenade launcher was aimed at the back of Ye Sheng's head without hesitation.

As the deafening sound of gunfire echoed in the activity room of the Moniah, Ye Sheng's head was blown apart from the cervical spine upwards, and his lifeless body fell to the ground with a bang, and blood spurted onto every wall of the small space.

But Nuonuo could still hear that majestic and terrifying voice, which was still saying, "You are finally here, you are finally here, I will wait for you in the future, embrace fate, embrace the fate of death."

Her heart suddenly began to ache sharply, the same pain she had felt when being pierced by Kungunir.

Nuonuo's body seemed to have lost all strength. She suddenly sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at Jiude Aki who had broken in, her eyes full of panic and fear.

Aki's condition was also very bad. Her skin and lips were pale, and her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had been crying for a long time.

The shotgun that blew up Ye Sheng's head was unconsciously released by her and fell to the ground, making a clanging sound of metal collision.

Aki Sakude finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell down. She held onto the door frame and burst into tears.

Chapter 51 Xia Mi

Lu Mingfei had a very long dream.

In this dream, he seemed to be surrounded by endless darkness. In this long and distant night, he himself was the only source of light, and there was a faint fluorescence emerging on his skin like stars.

Lu Mingfei was running in his dream, surrounded by long, twisted black shadows, whose faces were bony and covered with scales, clearly evil and terrifying deadpools. He was barefoot, with sharp stones under his feet, and the road was lined with thorns. At the end of the long road, a huge god sat on an eight-legged horse.

The god's face was covered with an iron mask, and deep within his dim single eye burned lava like sparks.

It was Odin, he had gone and returned.

But this time he appeared in Lu Mingfei's dream.

In this nightmare that seemed to have no end, Lu Mingfei saw Odin holding up his spear towards him, the holy spear of fate named Kungunir pointed at the unarmed boy, white threads were gradually taking shape, and the breath of death came like a sea breeze, gradually drowning Lu Mingfei. But just when he was about to die, a thin and furious boy appeared in front of him. It was Lu Mingze. He had never been so angry before, his facial features became hideous, and there were bloody holes in the palms of his hands, and large pools of blood flowed out of the holes.

The little devil grasped the thread of fate tightly with his bleeding hands, bit it with his teeth, scratched it with his nails, and actually twisted and broke the thread.

At the end of the dream, Lu Mingfei vaguely saw Lu Mingze giving orders to Odin like an angry monarch.

He was saying, "Die, traitor! Die, traitor!"

The faint scent of sandalwood drifted into the darkness of his consciousness, and Lu Mingfei seemed to be able to hear the sounds around him. It was very quiet, with the sounds of migratory birds and autumn cicadas, like the early morning of a small park near his uncle's house in autumn, when everyone was still dreaming and only birds and cicadas occupied the place.

The sandalwood scent seemed to come from a girl. This scene seemed familiar. Where was it? Where was it? Lu Mingfei tried hard to open his eyes.

In a trance, the autumn sunshine of Illinois shone on his face through the white gauze curtains. The whole world seemed to be this hazy and lightly rising white, with the orange-yellow twilight spread on it, like gold on broken leaves.

He saw a hazy shadow, with long burgundy hair hanging down slightly, the ends of which fell on his face.

The sandalwood seemed to be coming from the ends of the hair, but it also seemed not to be.

Who is it? Who is it? So familiar, as if I had held her in my arms before, as if I had cried bitterly for her.

Shattered memories flooded into his mind again and again, and countless fragments were pieced together to form the appearance of a certain girl, but he could never see her face, as if it was separated by a shroud of winter fog.

His vision was blurry, and all he was aware of was pure white surrounding him.

He reached out his hand, wanting to touch the man.

Lu Mingfei had no strength left in his body. His outstretched hand fell down helplessly, but was immediately held by the red-haired girl.

It feels warm and familiar, as if I have held this hand ten thousand times, and as if I have hugged the owner of this hand ten thousand times.

Lu Mingfei's throat felt as if it was being cut by a knife. He was unable to speak, but he did not know where the strength came from and he hugged the girl in front of him gently.

“Junior brother, you’re awake!” Eri made a surprised sound, but the sound didn’t sound like her. Lu Mingfei’s body became a little stiff. At this time, another girl whispered slowly in his ear, “Senior brother, you’re so mean. You acted like a hooligan right after you woke up.”

"Xia Mi?" Lu Mingfei was stunned. The scent of sandalwood clearly came from this little junior sister who was leaning very close to him with her eyes wide open like a cat. It was like the wind blowing towards him, deep into his bones.

Lu Mingfei's consciousness finally returned completely. His eyes were fully opened, but he saw that the girl he was hugging was clearly Nuonuo.

"Senior Sister, I'm sorry! Senior Sister!" Lu Mingfei loosened his arms in horror. Perhaps he had used too much force, and the muscles all over his body were emitting disturbing aches in protest.

"Were you thinking about a woman just now?" Xia Mi narrowed her eyes slightly, which was a very dangerous signal. Jörmungandr was very jealous.

After Lu Mingfei let go of Nuo Nuo, he gasped for breath, like a drowning man finally rescued. He did not answer Xia Mi's question, because a huge amount of memories pierced his brain like needles, giving him a splitting headache.

He finally remembered what he had done and what had happened to him.

On the Moniach, Lu Mingfei, who used the third degree of blood burst and the keel state, fought a life-and-death battle with Odin, but he was still no match for the god. In the end, he relied on the help of the little devil Lu Mingze to defeat the god named Odin. According to Lu Mingze, even though Odin was so powerful, it seemed that he was still not his real body, but just a fake.

The third degree of blood violence is so powerful that Lu Mingfei can rival the next generation in a short period of time, but blood violence is a forbidden technique. Before humans entered the industrial age, the ancestors of the hybrids relied on flesh and blood and sharp swords to fight against the dragons who called themselves gods. Unleashing the blood violence of the lion's heart is the last resort of the dragon-slaying heroes. They burn the dragon blood in their bodies, suppress their human will, release the logic of the dragon, and turn themselves into monsters who only know how to kill and are always in a rage.

Most of the time, there are only two results for hybrids who overuse the blood burst technique. One result is that the will of the dragon completely overwhelms the will of humans, and the dragon-slaying hero finally becomes a dragon. He will degenerate into a dangerous deadpool, a monster without reason, whose soul is filled with the desire to kill. The other result is that the blood in the body is burned out, and the dragon blood is pumped out by the heart and boils in the blood vessels. In the end, the hybrid who uses the blood burst will completely burn his own blood, leaving not a drop.

Lu Mingfei's situation is roughly similar to the latter one. One degree of blood burst is already the limit for most hybrids, and three degrees of blood burst is close to the limit of the road to deification. In that state, the amount of dragon blood consumed by Lu Mingfei every minute and every second is huge. It is a miracle that he can survive the shock caused by such blood loss.

"I thought you were going to die, Junior Brother." Nuonuo said. She was really scared. She was afraid of losing something very important.

Her eyes were hidden by her hair, so her expression and gaze could not be seen clearly.

She was in a very low mood and actually hugged Lu Mingfei again even though he had let go of her arms.

"You really scared me." said Nono.

The scene at that time was probably quite scary and horrifying. Lu Mingfei, who pushed the door open, had actually released his dragon bone state. The dragon body and strength brought by the blood burst were also fading. At that time, he was as thin as a mummy. His cheeks were sunken and his eye sockets were black, and it seemed that he would not live long.

"I'm fine, Senior Sister, I'm fine." Lu Mingfei was a little incoherent. He was in a pretty good condition now. Although his muscles were still extremely sore, the powerful hematopoietic stem cells had almost reshaped all the blood in his body. Now he looked plump and white, even healthier than before he went to carry out the Kuimen Plan.

The junior sister snorted and glared at Nuonuo. When she saw Lu Mingfei's gaze, she made a very interesting face.

But everyone could see that she was unhappy.

Nono finally let go.

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment, supported himself with both hands and sat up against the headboard, then opened his arms towards Xia Mi.

Xia Mi was stunned for a moment, her shoulders were shaking, and there was a thin mist in her eyes. The dusk light fell in the girl's eyes, like beautiful cat's eye gems.

Ever since Lu Mingfei went to Kuimen, Xia Mi often woke up from a distant and desolate dream. In that dream, she was paddling a boat to meet the boy. The Rhine River was covered with fog, and there was a long bridge in the fog. The boy was standing on the bridge, but the bridge was so close and yet so far away. Lu Mingfei was always looking into the distance, as if he could neither see nor hear her. She just rowed desperately and called Lu Mingfei's name desperately, but he still looked away, sadness overflowing from his eyes, and he was as gray as death.

But how could you die, Lu Mingfei? You said you would stand with me forever.

You said your commitment would last until the end of the world.

You are obviously mine, and I didn't allow you to die. Why should you die?

The sandalwood-scented wind blew past Nuonuo, and she was surprised to see the slender girl pounce on the hospital bed like a cat.

When Xia Mi hugged Lu Mingfei, her body was trembling. She whispered in Lu Mingfei's ear, "Senior Brother, you promised me that you would always stand with me. You promised me."

When Odin descended on the Moniach, the school had already received the news. Norma transmitted the sound and video back to the school through the probes hidden in every corner of the ship. When the god pierced Mance Rundstedt's heart with a spear, the principal and all the tenured professors stood up at that moment, put their hands on their chests, and lowered their heads.

That sad and tragic scene reminded the old guys of the past that was already dead deep in their souls. On the battlefield of slaying the dragon, death was like the ringing of a bronze bell.

But when Lu Mingfei returned and displayed his amazing fighting skills in fighting against the gods, the elders became afraid.

Only Xia Mi twisted her hands together while watching the video, feeling terrified. She certainly knew the price a mixed-blood would pay for embarking on the path to becoming a god, and that price was inevitable death.

She was more afraid than anyone else at that time, but she was not afraid of how powerful the boy who wielded the knife against God was. She was only afraid that the boy would say goodbye to her forever. Farewell is not a good feeling. The fate of the abandoned people seems to be always filled with farewell.

But this time, Xia Mi really didn't want to lose anything important again.