Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that the number of deadpools was still increasing. The rain seemed endless, and so were the heroic spirits. Hundreds of deadpools stood between him and Odin.

Lust pulled the scabbard commissioned by the Equipment Department out of the lining, and then the knife slid out of the scabbard, the blade light was clear and cold.

In Lu Mingfei's sight, the holy spear of destiny finally dropped. It became dim, no longer surrounded by brilliant light, but just like a dead branch broken casually on the roadside.

There was a "clang" sound that went straight into my brain. It was Odin drawing out his sword with his right hand. It was a two-handed giant sword, two meters long. Even those half-bloods who were best at using physical strength would not choose this kind of weapon to fight, as it weighed more than hundreds of kilograms.

But the god pulled it out so casually. The heavy blue-black blade was covered with rust, but one could still vaguely see the intricate ancient and mysterious patterns. It was carried in a pitch-black sheath, which was obviously also an ancient weapon.

Odin held the sword with one hand, and Sleipnir's body sank slightly.

Lu Mingfei put away his two guns, and pressed the Lust and the scabbard together on his left waist. His body was as straight and upright as a mountain piercing the sky, and his right hand slowly grasped the hilt. Lust is also part of the seven deadly sins. Although it cannot be transformed into a dragon-slaying sword of several meters or even dozens of meters like rage, it can still be summoned and transformed into a butcher's knife on the battlefield.

Kungunir was released by God. It let out a sharp hiss and then fell into the water. Large beams of light gushed out from the pits in the water, and then deathly silence swallowed the world.

Odin raised his sword, and the end of the sword pointed straight towards Lu Mingfei. The eight-legged Pegasus Sleipnir raised its front hooves. Its body was as huge as a giant, and it let out a dull roar. Its roar was so deep and powerful, it was as if it was holding thunder in its mouth and roaring. Lightning shot out of its nostrils and flames burned in its eyes.

In this way, Odin truly looked down on Lu Mingfei and everything.

In the light of the throne, the majestic horse like a mountain put down its front hooves again. Its previous action shattered the steam around it. Lu Mingfei faced it and its master again.

Odin and Sleipnir were both wearing heavy armor with intricate metal patterns. He was wearing a dark blue wind cloak, and the light of his single eye illuminated the wilderness like a giant lamp.

Sleipnir dug into the ground with its dark golden horseshoe, and the earth groaned under the heavy burden, with wounds appearing on the rocks one after another.

The horse's face was covered with a terrifying mask, and after each thunderous neigh, tiny particles of lightning spewed out of the metal nostrils on the mask.

Just like when we first met.

"Is that you, Uncle Chu?" Lu Mingfei said softly. When he asked this, he no longer looked like a devil rushed out of hell. Instead, he looked like a boy in junior high or high school, timid but gentle, though his face was still rugged and his figure was ferocious.

Odin's body seemed to stagnate for a moment, or perhaps it was an illusion.

The roar of war drums like thunder became more and more intense, as if a torrent of water was about to sweep across the world and destroy everything.

The terrifying sword was swung fiercely in the rain, and the ancient patterns were emitting dazzling light.

When the sword slashed towards Lu Mingfei through the thick rain, the majestic roar of war drums suddenly stopped, and the solemnity and dead silence in the air were ignited by the boiling wasteland.

The Deadpools roared and growled, brandishing their rotten metal weapons or sharp claw blades, pressing in from all directions like an impenetrable wall!

The steam surrounding Lu Mingfei was shattered, as if some kind of transparent barrier was opened in the rain. He let out a high-pitched roar from the deepest part of his throat. This roar came from the vast ancient times, like a tiger roaring at a flock of sheep amid the roars of the Deadpools.

The veins on his wrists were throbbing, and even the hard scales could not block the strong impact caused by the heaving of his muscles.

Lu Mingfei's right hand holding the knife violently pulled out, and his best Iai skill came in an instant! This is the simplest starting move, but also the most difficult to master!

At the same time as lust and desire came into being, the blade actually extended with a long roar, turning into the shape of a long sword, tearing through the rain curtain and leaving a folding fan-like mark between heaven and earth.

Upward thrust! Slash!

All the heroic spirits within a three-meter radius in front of him were cut into pieces, turning into black mist that flowed and dissipated. But the smell of blood still permeated the air.

Lu Mingfei in the fourth blood-blasting state could fight against the Dragon King. He was just strolling in such a battlefield. Lu Mingfei almost turned into a whirling wind. His blade could easily cut bones and tear metal, and when it turned, it could cut the neck or spine of the heroic spirit.

For a moment, the thick and fishy blood pulled out a black ribbon more than ten meters long in the wind, which was immediately washed away by the heavy rain!

This was simple and pure killing. There had been similar wars in the past. Generation after generation of human ancestors had fought bravely on the battlefield to slay dragons, using blood and fire to forge the Dragon King's coffin.

But today the offense and defense have changed!

Lu Mingfei threw the backpack towards Odin with a grim smile. The backpack contained bombs that could simultaneously blow down the Empire State Building, as well as a dirty bomb that could be activated in an instant.

In a few seconds, all the bombs will be detonated, and the primers of the alchemical bullets and mercury core alchemical armor-piercing bombs will be ignited in the violent explosion. Even gods will be injured in such an attack.

It seemed that God could sense the horror of that thing. He let out a deep and powerful roar, and there was actually a hint of urging and unquestionable command in his voice.

A huge number of heroic spirits rushed towards the backpack, while another part turned into a steel-like torrent and rushed towards Lu Mingfei from every corner and every direction.

They were ferocious and angry, and could only use rage to suppress the timidity deep in their souls. The shape of each Deadpool was twisted and weird, and their speed was terrifyingly fast. When they leaped from the ground, they brought up puddles of dark water, and dragged long and narrow streams of water under their feet, like a group of angry snakes.

Lu Mingfei only felt that he was in the depths of the sea, surrounded by surging waves, and the crests of the waves were full of swords and spears.

He opened his mouth slightly and exhaled a stream of dark blue air. His facial bones were rugged and he looked more like a dragon than a human.

“You think you can deal with me with just these miscellaneous soldiers? God, you are such a fool…” Lu Mingfei growled fiercely. He spun ferociously. No weapon could get close to his body, but the dazzling arc of lust almost tore apart the darkness and silence of the wasteland. The dense rain splashed into a huge circle.

The sound of blood gushing out of the wounds, the sound of bones breaking under the blade, and the howlings of the heroes in pain, everything mixed in the rain and wind, as if it were music from hell.

There were no more heroic spirits that could stand upright within a few steps around. Lu Mingfei's whole body was steaming with heat. He stood still suddenly, and all the puddles under his feet were stepped away. He held the knife in his right hand but put it on his left shoulder. "Watch out, my move is very powerful, and I will chop off your dog head right away!" he said.

Lu Mingfei still kept talking nonsense at this time, but Odin still raised his sword and looked down at him silently.

The blade slashed from left to right, and then from right to left. It was violent at first, with a thunderous roar, and then it became faster and faster, until there was only a galaxy of blade light in front of Lu Mingfei. He advanced in the shadows, his speed was almost unhindered, his limbs and arms flew everywhere, and he really wanted to kill a bloody path to Odin. The thick and hot blood splashed on his face, and even the rain could not wash it off. He roared with lust, like a mad dragon leaping in joy, roaring and slashing more heroic spirits.

He swung the knife so fiercely that one black shadow after another was split apart by the light of the knife.

Lu Mingfei's steps were steady, stepping into the water and mud, water splashed immediately under his feet, and the thick and fishy black blood of the heroes gushed out crazily. In the ink-black, Lu Mingfei's knife light was like a silver light tearing through the darkness.

The so-called heroic spirits could not hinder his steps to kill God. The throne was right there, almost within reach. At this time, Lu Mingfei really wanted to try what it felt like to chop off God's head.

Bloodthirstiness and rage filled his soul. He still had human will and logic, but there was no doubt that he was affected by the violent blood. Those golden eyes were almost as unextinguishable as Chu Zihang's.

"I don't know if you are Uncle Chu, and I don't know if you are still you. But I want to say that if you are Chu Tianjiao, your son misses you very much. If you are still you, he will go to the ends of the earth to find you. If you are no longer you, he will go to the ends of the earth to chop off your head."

Lu Mingfei shouted while swinging his sword, "My senior brother is not here today, but that doesn't matter. This move is a knife technique that accumulates knife power. There is a middle school kid named Caesar who named it Chu Zihang Tree Cutter. I learned it from my senior brother. When I get your mask, if you are no longer Uncle Chu, I will use this move to blow your dog head off!"

The rain, mixed with blood, was suddenly cut off. Lu Mingfei's voice became louder and louder, and finally it sounded like thunder out of nowhere.

He saw that the backpack he had thrown out was wrapped by at least dozens of dark shadows. They held hands and screamed in pain, forming an impenetrable wall, and then fell into the water and disappeared. A second later, a bright light tore through the darkness deep in the water and illuminated everything around.

Odin used the Nibelungen to withstand the power of those weapons, which was a very smart move. The Nibelungen is a Penrose ladder, which is a higher dimension where the pollution of dirty bombs can be diluted or even erased.

But it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter!

Lu Mingfei was about to arrive in front of Odin. He could already feel Sleipnir's heavy and hot breath, and he could already feel the decay and sharpness coming towards him!

God, after the Three Gorges, will you also wake up from nightmares at night? Will you also remember the unsheathed sword cutting your throat? Will you also remember the sweet smell of blood flowing through your throat? Come on, you want to kill me, then let me test whether your knife is sharp enough!

Odin was always looking down at the man who was walking towards him step by step through a sea of ​​blood and corpses. Perhaps he remembered that there was another man who walked towards him like this, with that huge one eye so brilliant, and lightning bursting out of it like a flying meteor.

Until this moment, Lu Mingfei finally stood in front of him, his body stained with blood. They looked at each other, like the gods of heaven in the clouds looking down at the unwilling evil spirits in hell.

The sound of the wind was silent at this moment, and the heroic spirits that were still sweeping in like a tide seemed to be frozen in place. The mythical Word Spirit appeared again, the extremely powerful Time Zero, the Time Zero that almost stood still!

In an instant, Odin had swung his sword countless times. The sword was so magnificent that it was like he was waving a mountain!

Every swing of the sword is unparalleled, Odin is high above, his majesty is vaster than the sky!

The huge sword was so flexible in Odin's hand that he lifted it with ease. Its blade was glowing with dark gold light, and because of its speed, the light gathered into an arc of light, like dark gold galaxies surrounding Lu Mingfei.

It was like a tide of knife light, covering Lu Mingfei's entire body. It was also like a dense meteor shower, destroying everything on the ground!

With the fourth blood burst and dragon bone state, Lu Mingfei at this moment is not inferior to himself when he was blessed by Lu Mingze in the Kuimen Plan. At that time, he could face Odin head-on with only three blood bursts. This time should be even easier.

So he ignored the almost motionless heroic spirits and wielded his lustful sword in the meteor-like light, the power of the blade only greater than that of Odin!

Swords flashed and sabers flashed, and both sides were almost appearing as phantoms. The giant sword in Odin's hand could always hit the horizontal or vertical cut of Lust, and the Lust in Lu Mingfei's hand could always block Odin's heavy cut!

Lu Mingfei jumped high on the body of the heroic spirit, and slashed! Towards Odin! Towards the head of the god!

Lu Mingfei leaped into the air with a dagger in his hand. The blade and tip of the dagger were extended, making it look like a long and narrow weapon.

This moment was so tragic. He looked so small, like an ant in front of God.

Odin finally stretched out his pale hand from his dark blue cloak. The hand was wrapped in layers of white cloth, like a mummy's hand, with an eyeball spinning wildly in the palm of his hand.

At this time, a strong wind was blowing, and Lu Mingfei saw in a flash that the plates on Odin's almost rotten dark golden armor opened and closed one by one, and underneath the plates were layers of shrouds.

Only dead people use shrouds, not gods.

Lu Mingfei did not waver, he became more determined, the lust in his hand drew a sharp arc, it was a tragic arc, he was willing to sacrifice his own life, or in other words, he was ready to die with God!

But the god raised his head from his cloak and laughed mockingly. He was really laughing, and the laughter was dry and hoarse, and it sounded like crying.

Lu Mingfei shuddered violently, and before his knife fell, a greater dead silence suddenly descended.

Just behind him, another dull thunderous sound of horse hooves rang out, accompanied by the loud roar of war drums.

Chapter 112 The Curtain of Rain and Wild Flow (6) (Please subscribe)

The Maybach 170, which was worth US$2009 million and had a Chicago license plate, was traveling on a straight American intercity highway at a speed of over 180 kilometers per hour.

The roar of the engine was like a raging sea, and the accumulated water on the road was splashed into a wall of water as high as a person.

In all the years since she ascended the throne, Xia Mi had never been so anxious and angry. Red-gold flames burned in her pupils, and fine dragon scales grew on her fair skin.

The little sister who was originally delicate and easily pushed down has now become as hard as steel and as sharp as a blade. The king's majestic majesty envelops the speeding Maybach. This expensive human creation is like a throne at this moment.

She frantically dialed Lu Mingfei's number. Her expression was as calm as a majestic mountain, but the murderous intent in her eyes was like a flood about to burst. "Answer the phone, answer the phone, answer the phone, brother..."

"Sorry, the subscriber you dialed can not be connected for the moment, please redial later."

"Sorry, the subscriber you dialed can not be connected for the moment..."

“Sorry… … ”

……

The only sound echoing in the carriage was the cold sound of the dial-up receipt, as cold as the coming of winter. Xia Mi's pupils became more and more anxious, and she even wanted to spread her wings and fly into the rainstorm.

But she didn't do it in the end. She always believed that her senior brother was the most powerful man in the world. He promised that he would always stand with her, even if it meant going against the whole world, even to the end of the world.

Now is not the time to expose herself. She cannot let anyone know that Xia Mi is Jörmungandr, the king of earth and mountains.

The front of the Maybach was soaked in the heavy rain, with dark clouds rolling above it, so thick that it seemed as if someone had moved the mountains to the sky, while the rear of the Maybach was being scorched by the sun, which was even somewhat scorching in the spring in Chicago, as if it was chasing the receding darkness in the gap between day and night.

Xia Mi slapped the steering wheel with some irritation.

As the creator and ruler of Nibelungen, Teacher Daye certainly knows what this dimension independent of the real space is. The rapidly fading rain curtain in front of him is the border of the legendary kingdom of the dead, Nibelungen.

Far away from Kassel College, even extending to Chicago, this huge area is actually covered by an ancient alchemical matrix. It is a rare safe zone in the world and a man-made Dragon King restricted area. The closer to the core of the alchemical matrix, the weaker the power that Nibelungen can penetrate.

Inside the academy, the power of the Dragon King could not even affect the real world. But at this distance, the kingdom of the dead controlled by the monarchs or princes could merge its boundaries with the boundaries of the real world.

This means that Lu Mingfei is currently fighting something in the Nibelung of a certain dragon king, and that dragon king's name is Odin.

Xia Mi saw the video of Lu Mingfei's battle, and knew that his senior brother was actually a very strong person. In the ancient era, when dragons rose into the sky, if there were such powerful individuals among humans, then he should have fought with the four great monarchs. Similar titles and thrones.

Xia Mi certainly knew Odin. She had lived in the same city with that self-proclaimed god for more than a decade, but she knew nothing about him. Xia Mi had also set foot in Odin's Nibelungen, where she witnessed the most unforgettable event Chu Zihang had ever experienced in his life. But she still didn't know who Odin was.

Xia Mi was certain that there had never been a dragon king named Odin in history, and of course it was not true that there had ever been a race of gods in the world that were hostile to dragons as the Twilight Creed believed.

But the characteristics of that thing are neither like the king of the ocean and water, nor like the king of the sky and wind. It is more like a combination of the two, a true elemental master.

But if we count all the history back to the present, there are no more than three supreme beings who can be called the masters of the elements. Xia Mi knows each of them clearly, and the characteristics of no supreme being can overlap with Odin's.