Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

The blue wind cloak was torn into pieces by the majesty attached to the weapon dropped by the Wind King, and dark golden armor fragments mixed with the blood of God gushed out.

The armed force that fell from the sky stood still, sentencing God to death with supreme power!

Odin continued to swing his sword frantically. Each of his sword strikes hit the middle of the halberd. The huge, accumulated force could even drill through the earth's crust, but the metal object was almost unaffected.

Finally, the iron spear thrown by another Odin came up from the bottom with the same power that could pierce the world!

——And on the ground, with Chu Zihang’s eyesight, he could only see that it seemed as if the galaxy was flowing backwards!

A huge roar resounded from the sky, carrying with it a violent impact, sweeping away the heavy rain!

A few seconds later, a stream of blazing meteors fell from the sky, carrying with it billowing thick smoke.

Odin instantly used the power of the Word, which was also Time Zero, to swing the greatsword thousands of times in a few seconds, each time precisely striking a point on the halberd.

He failed, his sword shattered, and the halberd pierced him.

The thrown twisted iron spear also failed.

It burst forth a vast mass of metal, which had been compressed by some ancient alchemy and then filled into the weapon to increase the spear's weight and power.

But when this iron spear was easily destroyed, it turned into nothing more than a scorching meteor shower.

A few seconds later, the heavy rain of fire covered the area where the two Odins were. The halberd pierced the heart of Odin holding the sword. The huge force wrapped him in the rain of fire and caused him to fall fiercely, knocking over Odin holding the spear.

The shock wave caused by the falling halberd rushed forward with fierce flames. Xia Mi and Chu Zihang were both caught in the hurricane of the shock wave, but no matter which one of them was, they firmly fixed their bodies on the gravel-covered ground.

This action was not difficult for Xia Mi. She was originally one of the twin kings of the earth and the mountain, Jörmungandr. Although her control over authority was not as close to the Supreme as Fenrir, her control over power was the best among all the dragon kings. The force brought by the strong wind, flames and fierce impact flowed backwards along the girl's slender body, hardly affecting her.

In comparison, Chu Zihang looked much more embarrassed, but he was a real killer. The shock wave that was enough to almost overturn an African elephant could not take him away, because the man's feet and hands were simultaneously inserted into the hard ground, and he almost merged himself with the earth.

But suddenly, Chu Zihang's eyes changed. He saw the girl beside him, who had become extremely hard, pounced forward in an almost ferocious posture and collided with the oncoming figure that was carried by the huge shock wave. The figure let out a muffled groan, and hot blood flowed out of its mouth.

Xia Mi hugged Lu Mingfei who was knocked flying, and used her own body as a cushion. She was brought to the ground by the terrifying recoil force, slid and bounced in the strong wind until she landed behind Chu Zihang.

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The roar of the motorcycle sounded like the roar of wild beasts. The red Ferrari and the silver Bugatti Veyron smashed the rain curtain fiercely. The realm of time zero was meaningless to them, or perhaps the knight standing in the clouds and charging at Odin had no ill will towards them.

The two cars were originally driving side by side, their bright headlights were like the sun rising from the horizon. They drove out from the darkness at the end of the road, spewing blue flames from the rear of the car, and their speed was so fast that it seemed like red and silver bullets.

In the depths of darkness, Xia Mi hugged Lu Mingfei tightly, as if she was afraid of losing him. The girl's body was originally as hard as steel, and her scales were as sharp as blades, but now it was as soft as clouds in the sky, and the ends of her hair drooped with a faint scent of shampoo.

Lu Mingfei was pierced through the abdomen by Odin's iron spear in his last desperate attack. His internal organs were shattered, he lost a lot of blood, and four or five ribs were broken. At this moment, his face was pale, and the strong pain like the wind swept him almost made him unable to speak. But he still held Xia Mi's hand and said in a low and hurried voice, "I'm fine, I'm fine, junior sister, I'm fine." His hard facial bones were broken, which was hit by the rain of fire that fell from the sky. Although the King of Wind was not targeting him, the residual power alone almost killed him.

When Xia Mi heard Lu Mingfei's voice, she buried her face in his arms. There were still traces of dragon transformation on her body, which were fine scales like armor. These scales tore her clothes, but at this time, they saved the junior sister from the risk of exposing herself in front of Chu Zihang.

She gritted her teeth and said, "The vice-principal is such an old bastard, I'm going to tear down his attic."

Lu Mingfei hugged her tighter and said, "Junior sister, I'm really fine. Odin can't beat me. I was accidentally injured by the new guy."

Chu Zihang held Murasame in his hand and stood in front of Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi like a towering mountain. A thin layer of black flame covered his body and the blade of Murasame.

White steam rose up and filled the air. Two points of brilliant golden light seeped out from the depths of the white mist. Those were Chu Zihang's eyes. The look he gave Odin was as ferocious as that of a wolf.

Just now, at the moment when sword-wielding Odin was pierced through the chest by a halberd and fell from the sky, Chu Zihang jumped into the air, and Murasame tore a high-temperature arc in the rain, and the blade was curved like a girl's newly drawn eyebrows.

He wants to take this opportunity to cut off Odin's head!

But the mask was slightly broken, revealing half of the man's face. Chu Zihang saw the face clearly.

Although many years have passed, he still often sees that man in his dreams, and that man is always accompanied by an endless rain.

He is Chu Tianjiao, Chu Zihang's father.

Even though Chu Zihang's will was harder than steel, he still wavered at that moment. The blade that was slashing towards Odin's neck deviated and slid down, brushing against the god's shoulder.

They had undoubtedly seen Nono and Caesar driving their roaring motorcycles to break through the encirclement of heroes and rush to the rescue.

Everyone knew that the two Odins and the king of the cloud were about to have a shocking battle, and all three of them had at least the combat power of the Dragon King. And whether it was Lu Mingfei or Chu Zihang, the forbidden technique of blood burst was burning the dragon blood in their bodies unscrupulously.

In a short period of time, they might be qualified to intervene in the Dragon King's battle, but once the blood rush was over and the feeling of weakness came over them like a tide, they would immediately turn back into hybrids with mere human bodies, or even worse than hybrids.

In this situation, being affected by the Dragon King's battle would be extremely fatal.

But Odin was always between Lu Mingfei and the other two and the speeding motorcycle. The two gods stood side by side facing Xiang Yu who was riding down from the clouds.

It was obvious that God and the King had no time to care about the ants around them at this moment.

Odin lost their mount and had to walk on the ground.

The eight-legged steed Sleipnir that originally served as the throne of the god was already dead. The first one died in the sky, its head smashed by the long halberd thrown by Xiang Yu, and then it faced the rain of fire that broke into pieces after the iron spear broke, and its body was torn apart and burned to ashes. The second one was pierced through the heart, and lightning fragments flowed out of the wound.

Chu Zihang stared at Odin vigilantly, who was not paying attention to them at the moment. He had felt the power of God, and just the thrown iron spear made him almost helpless.

If at this time the two kings of Asgard in Norse mythology chose them between the knights killed by the sky and him, then he might really need to use the fourth degree of blood violence.

That was an unprecedented feat, but it was also the final killing move. The evil spirit imprisoned in the depths of his soul would tear apart all cages, and a force more turbulent than the tide would flow to Chu Zihang's limbs and bones.

That is when the boiling dragon blood completely takes over that body, and tyranny, bloodlust, bloodthirst, ferocity, all the negative and violent emotions will wash over that already shaky body in a short period of time, until the dragon's will completely replaces the human's will, until the dragon's logic completely replaces the human's logic.

Undoubtedly, after opening the fourth blood burst and advancing the road to godhood to the fourth step, Chu Zihang will undoubtedly enter a state similar to Lu Mingfei's current state. It is simply releasing the heart of the Dragon King. In a short period of time, the bloodline difference between A-level and S-level will be completely eliminated by the manic dragon blood. His heart will become much stronger and more powerful than any moment in the past, and the powerful but highly poisonous blood will be easily sent throughout his body in a very short time.

He will completely turn into a mindless Deadpool after the battle.

But it doesn't matter.

Chu Zihang's eyes were always on the man. He remembered every detail about him. For no reason, the Irish song that was often played in his headphones rang in his ears.

The trees they grow high, the leaves they do grow green,

Many is the time my true love I've seen,

Many an hour I have watched him all alone,

He's young but he's daily growing.

Father, dear father, you've done me great wrong,

You have married me to a boy who is too young,

I am twice twelve and he is but fourteen,

He's young but he's daily growing.

It was "Daily Growing" by the Irish band Altan. On that rainy night many years ago, this song was playing in the Maybach as it bravely charged into the territory of God.

For a moment, Chu Zihang seemed stunned. He seemed to really see the man who should be called dad in his life turning back and smiling at him again. It was all like the rainy night that he had dreamed of countless times. The transparent air curtain opened in the rain, and the high-pitched roar that burst out from the depths of Chu Tianjiao's throat seemed to come from the vast ancient times.

Now he is no longer the silly kid who knows nothing. Chu Zihang is now recognized as one of the most promising students in Kassel Academy. Before Lu Mingfei appeared, many people even believed that he and Caesar would rule the executive department in the future.

He knew what that roar meant. It was the word spirit called Time Zero being pushed forward. The violent elemental turbulence swept around God, and then was suddenly compressed, as if to make it become armor attached to God's body. It was a symbol of the domain being extremely compressed. The word spirit recited by Chu Tianjiao would only be effective on God.

Then the loud chanting would become louder and faster, almost like the roar of thunder.

But the king who swooped down from the clouds on his horse was not panicked at all. He did not slow down because of worry or fear, nor did he speed up his pace because of anger and ferocity. He was as calm as the inevitable god of death, descending from the sky to announce the arrival of fate.

Odin, who was chanting the word, grasped the end of the halberd and pulled it out of his heart. A huge amount of blood spurted out like a tide, and then the wound healed immediately, but there was always a terrifying force tearing the wound apart again.

The weapon thrown by the king possessed lethal properties similar to those of Kungunir, but the god used his nearly immortal life to curb the irresistible withering.

With a heavy roar, the metal weapon fell heavily to the ground.

Chu Zihang didn't notice how strange Xia Mi's eyes were, because the girl's golden eyes dimmed. When she saw the newly appeared king targeting Odin, she immediately terminated her dragonization process. This way she could explain to the academy that she also used the blood-blasting technique and advanced this technique to the third or even fourth degree under extreme anger.

As long as the identity of the Dragon King is not exposed, she can still hide in Kassel College as Xia Mi. The secret party's means, whether it is with the help of science or alchemy, cannot see through the disguise of the first generation. Just like Constantine who is still staying at the Chicago train station at this time, even if he has lost his power as the King of Bronze and Fire, he is still a genuine first generation, powerful and majestic, and the knowledge in his head can even create a glorious civilization.

He was even able to change his bloodline to some extent, so that the academy's tests on his blood samples would always show a stable A-grade bloodline.

"Those things can't take care of us. Odin can't face the newly appeared Dragon King alone, and the huge number of Heroic Spirits can't pose a threat to the Dragon King. It's a pity that this operation failed. Although I lured out Odin, who opened the Nibelung Window in Kassel College, I didn't expect him to be so difficult to deal with." Lu Mingfei struggled to stand up. He stuffed Lust into Xia Mi's arms, took off his tattered windbreaker stained with blood and wrapped it around the girl's body. His golden eyes were dim like a candle that would go out at any time. "God will not stop Senior Sister and Caesar from taking us away. The power I showed is not enough to scare the people behind Odin, but it is definitely enough to make him afraid. Pulling us into the battle at this time is definitely not the best choice for him."

Chu Zihang and Caesar, as the leaders of the Lionheart Society and the Student Union respectively, are truly outstanding in both combat and tactics. However, Lu Mingfei is definitely not weak either. He received truly professional training in the previous time and space. The additional training of the Nibelungen Plan is ten times more rigorous than the training in any mercenary camp in the world. His teacher is Ange, a warrior and politician who has truly held the highest power in the entire mixed-blood society for hundreds of years.

His vision is not wrong.

If nothing unexpected happens, the dragon king in the cloud who looks like Xiang Yu is more likely to be the principal himself. Although he doesn't know what happened, this is probably the surprise that Lu Mingze told him.

The sound of the engine roaring was right in front of me, accompanied by music that was played at an extremely loud volume. It turned out to be the "Requiem Mass", a piece of music played at a funeral.

At this time, the music continued to the second section, "The Day of Wrath".

“On the day of wrath the world will be reduced to ashes, David and Sibyl had prophesied.

How the world will shudder when the Day of Judgment comes and everything is weighed strictly."

Xia Mi and Chu Zihang seemed not to have heard the sound. They only noticed the movements of the Ferrari and Maybach.

Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes, and then he saw a small shadow standing on the roof of the red Ferrari. The speed of 260 kilometers per hour did not throw him out, and the music was coming from his body.

It’s Lu Mingze, he’s back again.

Senior Sister and Caesar were already very close. When they were less than twenty meters away from Odin, they suddenly turned the steering wheels in different directions. The sound of the tires rubbing against the ground was sharp and piercing. The luxury cars that were famous all over the world passed by Odin, creating a wall of water as high as a person.

The singing, accompanied by the high-pitched engine sound, seemed to resound in Lu Mingfei's ears with the majesty of divine power, fire, and thunder.

He remembered that although "Requiem Mass" was a funeral song, "Day of Wrath" was a true song of judgment!

Silver and red crossed in front of the three people, and the strong wind brought with it the hot steam of the engine oil. The Ferrari and Maybach turned their heads at the same time, then stepped on the brakes hard, and stopped not far from Lu Mingfei with a harsh sound.

Chapter 119 Meinecke Cassel

"I'm surprised, aren't you? Your friend, Meineke Cassel, who hates dragons more than evil spirits in your memory, actually lives with dragons in such a way that he can only survive." Meineke suddenly changed. He looked like a different man, wearing a black dress, a hard hat, a gold chain pocket watch in his waistcoat, and holding a pipe, looking quite like an English gentleman.

Those deep brown eyes seemed to always be filled with the joy of meeting an old friend again.

Ange was surprised to find himself standing firmly on a quiet bridge. He was wearing a three-piece suit and shiny Oxford shoes, his white hair was neatly combed, and his plaid scarf was quite retro. Although it was not the suit he originally wore, it was quite to his taste.

The weather was fine at this time. A small white sail meandered down along the center line of the stream. The buildings on both sides were classical and elegant, and there were young men and women gathered in groups of two or three, talking in low voices.

At this time, girls in white dresses walked past them, holding the Bible in their arms, and smiled at Ange and Menech. The breeze from the river lifted a corner of their skirts, revealing their slender white calves, which sparkled in the sun, as if flowing with pearl-like fluorescence.

All the sadness, joy, and things that can never be possessed again are hidden in the memories, drowning Angers.

"Cambridge..." he said softly, his iron-gray eyes a little dim under the half-moon-shaped lenses.

"The last time we gathered here, what year was that? Was it 1898? Hilbert, I remember that year you graduated from the Medical Department, officially accepted the review and invitation, and joined our Lionheart Society."

"Yes, many years have passed. I still remember how huge a shadow St. Mary's Church cast in the summer sun that day, and how beautiful the legs of the girl playing the violin on the River Cam were." Angers seemed to really begin to recall the good old days, and a blush unique to old men appeared on his face.

"It's a pity that you were a shy boy at that time and didn't have the courage to say hello to that girl." Menek laughed.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Ange off the bridge. A black shadow covered the cruise ship like a flying bird.

It turned out that a white sailboat was passing under the bridge at that moment. The open-air coffee table occupied half of the deck. Menech led Ange to sit down at the table.

"Later, I became less shy, but I really didn't have much energy to love someone." Angers also said with a smile, and at the same time he told the waiter standing respectfully nearby, "A cup of black coffee with triple caffeine, thank you!"