From Hokage to Visionary

It is true that seeing is believing. Even though the power of the Spirit of Words has not been fully unleashed, the scorching heat is already unbearable.

"What happens next has nothing to do with you."

Beneath Chu Zihang's seemingly calm expression, there was a raging wave that was powerful enough to destroy reefs and turn the world upside down.

He bent down and took out the alchemical sword Murasame from the suitcase, then straightened up and tried to control his tone. He said in a calm and indifferent voice without looking back, "Get back to the car, don't look back, and step on the accelerator hard until you leave here. Do you understand?"

"Commissioner Chuchu, what about you?" Although Cheng Er wanted to leave this horrible place immediately without looking back, he still suppressed his fear and asked the young man in a trembling voice.

"I still have a score to settle with this guy."

Chu Zihang drew out the ancient alchemical sword 'Murasame' and walked step by step towards Odin who was sitting astride the eight-legged horse.

"chu"

Just as Cheng Er was about to speak, he felt the ground suddenly shake.

Boom!

The piercing sonic boom swept through the air waves, echoing on the dark viaduct.

Looking at Chu Zihang again, he found that his figure was like a cannonball, rushing towards the god bathed in thunder, and a clear footprint was left at the place where he just stood.

Second bloody outbreak!

The boiling dragon blood burned like flames and injected into the boy's body like adrenaline.

Green scales grew wildly from under his skin, as if he was wearing a suit of hard armor. He looked like a bronze statue cast in molten iron. Only his angry and ferocious golden eyes, like sharp swords, pierced through the dark night, spewing out terrifying and cold murderous intent!

The already strong muscles squeezed out the power hidden in the genes, erupting like a volcano!

The unparalleled power from the dragon clan was pushed to the peak at this moment. Amidst the rolling waves of energy like thunder, the young man stepped into the forbidden realm of the gods!

"Hey, Odin. Here I come!"

The sound waves mixed with the surging air waves, spreading like a raging tide.

In an instant, the asphalt road within a radius of dozens of meters was lifted up, and fine hard rocks and sand broke through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

The young man stepped hard and leaped up. His figure flashed across the night sky like a stream of light and he pounced on the god sitting astride his horse. The nightmares of the past flashed through his mind and eventually turned into boundless rage. He swung out the slash that was almost imprinted in his instinct and that he had practiced thousands of times.

Clang!

The sound of the sword is like a dragon, emptying the sky with surging waves!

The cold, icy, and brutal sword light seemed to illuminate the darkness at that moment.

The blade light was like a giant dragon hovering in the sky, its twisted body sweeping away the air layer by layer as it swung its tail. It was a slashing attack beyond the limit, even the thunder spewed out by the eight-legged horse was cut off by its blade. Then it continued to slash towards the head of Odin, the god wearing the iron mask!

However, the next moment.

The long spear in Odin's hand, with its pitch-black spiral and intricate patterns, stretched out like a dragon emerging from the abyss and struck the fallen blade like lightning.

when! ! !

At the moment of collision, an unstoppable force was transmitted to Chu Zihang's whole body, and Murasame almost flew out.

The alchemical knives forged by the Equipment Department with a variety of alloy materials could even leave a mark on the bones of a Dragon King. However, when chopping on the pitch-black spear tip that looked like iron but was not, not only did it fail to leave any mark, but it even created a clearly visible gap!

Gungnir, in Norse mythology, was created by Odin using the branches of the world tree. It is rumored that once it is thrown, it will hit anyone no matter where they are in the world!

Chu Zihang was distracted for a moment, and suddenly realized that the thunder-like furious blow was approaching him.

Odin swung Gungnir and delivered a mediocre stab.

hum!

In an instant, the pitch-black spiral spear seemed to disappear out of thin air. Chu Zihang's heart began to beat wildly, and he felt enveloped by a tremendous cold murderous intent.

The overwhelming rainstorm, accompanied by strong winds, came like a mountain, and shining meteors remained in his sight. Chu Zihang subconsciously drew his sword to block it, but an unstoppable force came and crushed him with extreme violence, knocking him away.

boom!

The alchemical knife that had accompanied dozens of battles was shattered by Odin's single blow.

Chu Zihang was like a cannonball, ignoring the drag of gravity and flying backwards at several times the speed of sound, even pulling out layers of sonic boom air rings and plowing a deep gully in the ground. He rolled nearly a hundred meters before he barely stopped.

But the body, which had been strengthened to a hardness comparable to that of steel by the second blood burst, was already covered in blood.

At this time, the green scales covering Chu Zihang's body were peeled off by the violent friction with the ground just now. One of his arms hung limply and his right leg was bent unnaturally. It was obvious that he was no longer able to fight.

Looking at Chu Zihang, who was kneeling on one knee and covered in blood like a devil, Odin, wearing an iron mask, reined in his horse, looking down at the humble and tiny human beings from above with an arrogant look.

"Submit, mortal."

Odin's voice was like thunder, rolling through clouds and rainstorms, shaking the air.

"I bother!"

Even though he was seriously injured, Chu Zihang was unwilling to surrender.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, like a warrior determined to die, holding the half-broken blade, and staring at the god defiantly.

As if he had lost his patience, Odin's iron-faced one eye spurted out molten gold flames: "Then die!"

Gungnir, forged from the World Tree, commanded the raging thunder circling in the sky, and then bolts of lightning fell from the sky, landing straight on the tip of the spear, as if coating it with a layer of glow. Countless meteor-like lights gathered on the dazzling tip of the spear, creating a scene as if the world was about to end!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 333: The King of Sky and Wind: Where did this freak come from? !

tread!tread!tread!

The iron hooves of the eight-legged horse crushed the hard road surface.

Fierce lightning fragments were spewed out from the horse's nose, approaching step by step, and boundless pressure was overwhelming.

That was the forbidden territory of God, a sea of ​​blood formed by countless corpses. The cruel, tyrannical, brutal and bloody atmosphere even caused Chu Zihang to have illusions at one point, stimulating the deep of his genes. Thousands of years ago, humans had fear of the creature that ruled them, the 'Dragon King'!

Royal domain!

That is a forbidden area that can only be used by the first-generation intermediate-level Dragon Kings!

The pure and ultimate spiritual realm is enough to make any creature with a bloodline lower than the Dragon King to kneel down before them in trembling fear, recalling the fear imprinted deep in their souls!

Once upon a time, there was the fear of being dominated by the dragon clan and the Dragon King, and that bloody and cruel history!

Rumble!

Gungnir, which was gathering the angry thunder falling from the sky and surrounded by countless meteors, pointed at Chu Zihang who was half-kneeling on the ground.

"Mortal, I ask you again, surrender or die!"

Odin sat astride his eight-legged horse, his dark golden armor shining brightly under the lightning. His unattainable body was like the pinnacle of the world, holding up the entire sky.

The overwhelming and tyrannical momentum was as majestic and heavy as a mountain. The howling wind even made the atmosphere tremble. Violent lightning arcs streaked across the hard asphalt road, cutting out criss-crossing hideous cracks, as if the real cold murderous intent was mixed with a cold and indifferent voice.

Looking at the lofty figure, Chu Zihang felt suffocated.

Even though the lungs were trying their best to expand, the air around them seemed abnormally sticky, and they could only take in a tiny bit of it with all their strength. It felt as if all the strength in their body was drained, and they were struggling to bear the tremendous pressure.

At this moment, gravity seemed to have suddenly multiplied by more than a thousand times!

The rain falling from the sky suddenly became several times heavier, as if each drop was as heavy as a mountain. When it hit Chu Zihang's body, it even shattered the scales that were as hard as steel!

The raindrops hit Chu Zihang violently like cannonballs, pushing his already overwhelmed body to the brink of death again. But what was even more terrifying was the mental shocks coming from all directions, like a raging wave, madly destroying his willpower.

hum! ! !

The flames burning within Odin's iron mask even illuminated the night.

At this time, the king's domain also shrank to its extreme, covering the two of them.

Click!Click!

After the spiritual realm collapses to the extreme, it seems to be isolated from everything in the real world.

Under its terrifying pressure, the air seemed to be excluded, forming a near-vacuum area. The surrounding asphalt road surface was collapsing inch by inch, and the feedback on Chu Zihang's body was that the layer of hard green scales kept cracking as if it was crushed, and blood gushed out uncontrollably.

But even so, Chu Zihang remained proud and unyielding. He raised his head firmly and looked directly at Odin who was standing high above him.

Those never-extinguished golden eyes seemed to be burning completely at this moment, flowing with blood red like quenched gold, and there was no trace of fear or retreat in those firm and resolute eyes!

"I said. No!"

Veins bulged on Chu Zihang's forehead, and like a warrior ready to die, he used his remaining strength to swing the broken half of 'Murasame' towards Odin.

Zheng——!

The sword shines like a dragon and is as bright as a waning moon.

The ferocious and violent momentum was unstoppable, without any scruples, as if all his life was sacrificed to this one knife!

"Dad, I'm here to accompany you!" Chu Zihang's belief and will seemed to become reality at this moment. He swung out the sharp blade with an extremely domineering attitude, pulling out a stream of scorching hot explosive air, which rolled in with the explosive wind and hit Odin, who was looking astonished.

You know, this is in the "king's domain" that has been compressed to the extreme!

Even the second generation of dragons would probably be suppressed and unable to move, but the human in front of him could actually fight back and deliver such an amazing slash!

Odin even had a slight illusion that the one wielding the sword was not a human, but an angry dragon king!

Odin, who had been in a playful mood all along, was caught off guard and leaned back, barely avoiding the boy's cut. The blade scratched across the cold iron face, creating a string of sparks and leaving a clearly visible deep cut on it!

Has it failed?

The side effects of the violent blood flow made the dragon blood, which had increased in concentration, become like poison at this moment.

The corroded Chu Zihang was powerless to resist. He used up his last bit of strength and looked at the scratches left on Odin's iron face. The face that always looked like an icy iceberg suddenly revealed a smile.

He tried his best. Even if the final result was not satisfactory, at least he could meet his father in hell, right?

The regret of the night of heavy rain seemed to finally be made up.

"Humanity!!!"

After a moment of shock, the cold, iron-faced single eye was quickly filled with rage.

If being forced to avoid human attacks is shameful enough for a god, then having scratches on the iron face caused by human knives is undoubtedly a great shame!

The god standing in the heavy rain finally decided to show no mercy and give some necessary punishment to the mortals who offended his majesty!

The legendary eight-legged horse Sleipnir seemed to sense the emotional changes of its master on its back and spewed out lightning debris that scorched the earth. It raised its front paws high, and Odin on the seat raised his divine spear in anger. Countless meteors gathered at the tip of the spear, aiming at the unable to move Chu Zihang.

Just as the Meteor Spear was about to fall, something strange happened!

Boom——!

With the piercing sound of sonic boom tearing through the sky, a figure appeared in an instant with a crushing posture, dragging a roaring wind dragon of dozens of feet.

Odin noticed the sudden change and immediately thrust his arms out like bowstrings with full force, holding the Meteor Spear with unparalleled ultimate power, as if he could shatter the entire void.

The huge fist roared like an exploding dragon and met the meteor-like spear light!

"Just stop!"

boom!

It was as if thunder exploded in the street, and a mighty air flow suddenly spread out.

The fist tip covered with gray scales was extremely hard, and when it hit Gungnir's meteor strike, it was like Mars hitting the earth. Visible air waves were centered on the two of them, as if they were pushed out by a huge force, and in an instant, the heavy air currents were swept away, like a huge mushroom cloud rising into the sky.

The heavy rain was crushed by the impact of the collision and turned into water vapor that filled the long street.

The asphalt-paved elevated road surface could not withstand this level of impact force. Amid hysterical wails, it collapsed and shattered violently, and cracks continued to spread to the surrounding areas.

Surprisingly, in the battle of pure strength, Odin was defeated by that man, and was knocked back dozens of meters along with his eight-legged horse Sleipnir.

Sleipnir's iron hooves dug into the ground, leaving two straight grooves, and the ground was charred by the explosion of lightning debris.

"Mortal, tell me your name!"

Odin was shocked and angry, and his one molten gold eye behind his cold iron face showed a look of rage.

"Shadow Emperor, Uesugi Yue!"

When the smoke and dust cleared, an old man wearing a colorful short-sleeved shirt and beach shorts was revealed, his body covered with muscular muscles and gray scales.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 334 Story

Inside the majestic and grand ancient church, dark columns support the arches, and the dome is inlaid with the bones of countless unknown creatures.

Crowded together in a chaotic and disorderly manner, they stared with empty eyes at a huge bronze chair sitting in the hall. A hazy figure with thousands of faces was leaning over the quaint and mottled bronze table in front of them, holding an ancient feather pen.