From Hokage to Visionary

He retracted his right fist and instead raised his leg to kick Chu Zihang at a dangerous distance, but his mask was shattered by "Rage".

The two separated at the same time.

A kick to the abdomen sent Chu Zihang flying again, and his whole body was embedded directly into the wall of the Pantheon.

The violent collision made him feel as if all his internal organs were displaced and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

The sticky, bright red blood soaked the dagger. The bishop's mask peeled off bit by bit, revealing his true face. His sea-blue eyes turned gold, with blazing white flames dancing in his pupils. A trickle of blood flowed from his forehead, and his face was twisted and hideous, as if he was extremely angry.

He was actually scared away by a mortal!

Chu Zihang struggled to stand up again, holding 'Lust' in his left hand and 'Rage' in his right hand, breathing heavily.

Xia Mi, who was standing by, bit her lips tightly, a trace of pity in her eyes when she saw him staggering and looking like he would fall down at any second.

After seeing the true face of the 'bishop', the gold in his pupils became darker, flowing like lava, and the rage hidden in them seemed to want to devour his flesh and blood: "It is you, Pompey Gattuso, the king of the sky and wind, Odin, you did all that!"

"Hehehe very good."

Pompey touched his forehead which was pierced by 'Rage' just now, his face was as gloomy as an iceberg, his eyes were dark and he said: "I still underestimated you, Chu Zihang. I didn't expect that in just over a year, you have grown to this point. I am very satisfied."

"Where is Chu Tianjiao!"

Chu Zihang could no longer suppress the anger gushing out of his chest at this moment, and he shouted loudly.

"Chu Tianjiao? Oh, I remember now, that stupid man."

Pompey's lips curled up with a hint of sarcasm, and he sneered: "The man who overestimated his own abilities and tried to swing a knife at God is naturally dead."

Then, He looked at Chu Zihang greedily, licked his lips, suppressed his excitement, and said in a somewhat fanatical and crazy manner: "But it doesn't matter, I will reunite you father and son soon!"

“Odin——!!!”

There was a roar, and the air flow surged.

The past scenes replayed in his mind, the man who raised a long sword and slashed at the gods in the stormy night. The accumulated anger turned into motivation, Chu Zihang's eyes were bloodshot, he took a step forward, the wind was howling, and he dragged a violent wind dragon behind him, rushing straight towards Pompeii.

Pompey smiled coldly, raised his hand, and thunder fell from the sky.

In the dazzling lightning, a pitch-black spear engraved with profound and complex patterns, which looked like a naturally formed branch without any modification, suddenly appeared in the eyes.

"Gungnir!"

When Xia Mi saw the dark spear, she was startled and turned to look at Pompey: "So it's you. You have never died!"

Odin, the main Norse god, forged a magic weapon using the world tree as the raw stone. It has a blessing on it that once thrown, it will definitely hit the target.

Pompey turned around and glanced at the girl sarcastically, and said, "Oh, don't compare me with you, we are different."

call! !

The wind was howling and a ferocious figure rushed over.

Just like that stormy night, Chu Zihang ran towards the almighty god just like his father.

Rumble!

Golden flames enveloped Pompeii, and he waved the famous 'Gungnir', as if a mountain was pushed in front of him.

The huge air wave squeezed and compressed every nerve of Chu Zihang, and even every inch of his flesh and bones, all of which wailed under the terrifying power. However, the burning heart in his chest pumped even stronger, pushing the blood to his limbs bit by bit.

He wants to kill God!

"Rage" suddenly stretched into the form of a dragon, roaring and dancing in the air.

It was like a steel whip that left an afterimage, accompanied by a piercing sound of breaking through the air, and it slashed towards the god shrouded in golden flames with extreme sharpness.

"not enough!"

Gungnir's light blow hit the furious sword.

when!

Both are alchemical weapons of perfection, and the moment they collided, countless dazzling sparks flew.

"Rage" directly wrapped around Gungnir, like a lurking dragon, and its serrations stuck tightly to the gun body, making it impossible to pull it out immediately.

Seizing this moment, Chu Zihang stepped forward, and the short sword "Lust" in his left hand was drawn from his waist and swept across Pompeii's neck.

"not enough!"

Pompey's voice was like thunder, and he turned his gun sideways and swept it suddenly.

While knocking away the lust, he swept across Chu Zihang's waist and abdomen with a fierce force, knocking him flying.

The dark blue scales on Chu Zihang's waist and abdomen were easily cut by Gungnir, leaving an inch-deep wound. Blood spurted out and the whole person rolled out, rubbing against the ground for dozens of meters.

Then, before Chu Zihang could catch his breath, he saw Pompey holding up his magic spear.

Boom! ! !

A thunderbolt shattered the dome of the Pantheon.

Immediately afterwards, countless bolts of lightning struck the tip of the gun, emitting a dazzling light, and the entire gun body exuded an unparalleled sense of oppression.

The intricate patterns engraved on it seemed to echo the lightning in the clouds.

Then, Pompey grasped the dark body of Gungnir and thrust forward with all his might. Tons of dazzling lightning poured out from the sharp tip of the gun, instantly submerging Chu Zihang's figure.

“Chu Zihang——!”

Xia Mi's voice resounded throughout the Pantheon.

After a moment, the dazzling lightning finally dissipated, and Chu Zihang's whole body was suddenly charred.

The lightning left shocking scars on his body. His blue-black scales were shattered, and the exposed flesh was charred and hardened, emitting scalding heat.

Pompey leaned on Gungnir, his eyes were cold, and he said calmly: "This is the fate of challenging God."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Zihang fell to the ground with a thud.

"Chu Zihang! Chu Zihang!" Xia Mi struggled to get up, but the alchemical shackles bound her firmly in place!

Even the slightest struggle caused the shackles to dig deeper into the collarbone. The severe pain made Xia Mi grit her teeth tightly, and blood flowed from her shoulders, staining the surrounding ground red.

"Odin!!!" The girl's eyes were bloodshot, and her hatred almost turned into reality.

"Heh, don't look at me like that, Jörmungandr." Pompey's lips curved into a sarcastic arc, looking down at the struggling Xia Mi, and said coldly: "You were so naive before, I didn't expect that after so many years, you have become even more naive."

"Odin!!!"

Xia Mi endured the severe pain of having her collarbone pierced, her eyes bloodshot and terrifying, and growled word by word: "I will definitely kill you!"

"What? Could it be that the Dragon King has fallen in love with a human?"

The sarcasm in Pompey's eyes became stronger. He raised his hand and pierced Xia Mi's shoulder blade with the tip of Gungnir, sneering: "Jörmungandr, you really make me laugh. You are always so childish."

"Wait wait, are you the Dragon King?" Chen Motong's eyes suddenly widened.

She felt that the news she heard today was much more shocking than the gossip she had heard in the past decade or so!

My roommate is actually the Dragon King?

and!

Actually!

And fell in love with Chu Zihang? !

"Why, you didn't tell them?"

Pompey couldn't help laughing, and said sarcastically: "She, Xia Mi, is Jörmungandr, the king of the earth and mountains!"

Chen Motong looked at the girl next to him with a face full of shock. She closed her eyes in pain and her lips were bitten by her teeth.

"It's okay, you will be reunited in Hell soon."

Pompey felt a little bored, and then looked at the yellow-robed saint in the audience and said indifferently: "Go, bring him here."

"But, Your Excellency the Bishop"

One of the yellow-robed saints hesitated and said, "Aren't we still short of two sacrifices?"

"It's ok."

Pompey raised his lips and glanced at Nuo Nuo: "Even if there are two less, she can still make do with them."

"Yes."

The yellow-robed saints walked towards the unconscious Chu Zihang.

At this moment, several bullets shot out from the darkness and hit the saints accurately.

Snapped!

The heads of several saints exploded like watermelons.

"Oh?"

Pompey narrowed his eyes slightly, vaguely sensing a hint of chill.

It was as if the low atmospheric pressure from a savage beast, carrying with it a heart-pounding murderous intent, continuously surged out from the darkness.

The sound of footsteps, coming from far away.

Gradually, a figure stepped into the main hall, and under the light of the surrounding torches, a handsome face was reflected.

"Lu Mingfei, you are finally here."

Pompey raised the corner of his lips and held Gungnir tightly, his body shining with flames again.

Lu Mingfei slowly walked to the unconscious Chu Zihang, looked indifferently at the "Rage" that was inserted into the rock, and pulled it out easily.

Golden veins ran along the pitch-black blade, as if awakening a sleeping beast.

Then, he pulled out Lust again. At this moment, he suddenly raised his head. His furious red-gold pupils made everyone feel as if they were looking directly at the sun. "When I return to the world, all the traitors shall die!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 404 Crime and Punishment! (Part )

"Is Lu Mingfei?"

Nuonuo looked at the stern-faced young man and suddenly felt a strange feeling.

It was as if the young man standing in front of him was not Lu Mingfei, but a tyrannical king who had awakened from eternal slumber!

At this moment, even Xia Mi seemed to be shocked by the momentum and looked at the handsome boy again.

The familiar feeling evoked the deepest memories.

Pompey put away his contemptuous expression, and instead looked as cold and hard as an iron face, his pupils dancing with golden flames, and his deep voice accompanied by thunder roared in the surging clouds: "I have been looking for you for ten thousand years, but I didn't expect to meet you in this way."

As if sensing the turbulent and surging emotions deep in his heart, the thunderclouds hanging over Rome burst into unprecedented restlessness.

Thunder as thick as a python exploded in the dark clouds, and then scattered like branches. The strong wind and heavy rain were like countless whips, lashing the stone pillars fiercely. The strong wind outside made a roar like thousands of troops, brewing a terrifying sense of oppression.

"Yeah, I'm back."

Lu Mingfei's pupils were golden, and the blazing glow was brighter than any other dragon's golden pupils.

No one dared to look him in the eye. They all lowered their heads subconsciously, fearing that their eyes would be blinded by the light. Only Odin was not there, but Pompeii, who stared at the young man intently.

"No, you are not Him."

Pompey's cold face suddenly smiled as if ice and snow had melted, and his laughter was mixed with sarcasm: "He is dead, completely dead, and you are His [offspring]!"

“Yes, that’s right, you are not ‘Him’.” He clapped his hands and chuckled, as if he finally understood something: “Trinity! Trinity! So that’s how it is, ‘Him’ has really fallen, hahahaha!”

Looking at the nearly insane Pompeii, Nono felt a chill down his spine: "Trinity? What does that mean?"

At this time, Xia Mi seemed to understand. She looked at Lu Mingfei with a complicated expression and said softly, "It is the fundamental doctrine of Christianity. Although God is unique, he also has the concepts of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. In short, it is..."

She didn't finish her words, but Chen Motong understood the meaning.

"Lu Mingfei is... the legendary 'Black King Nidhogg'?!" She widened her eyes, her pupils shrank slightly, and she simply couldn't believe this guess.

No, to be precise, this is no longer a 'guess', but a fact!

At this moment, Chen Motong suddenly felt that this world was truly amazing. How could she be so fortunate to have the opportunity to study in the same academy with two Dragon Kings!

"You are not He! You are not He!"

Pompey seemed to have discovered a flaw, and a smile appeared on his face: "I can feel that you have not yet regained your true power, and you are not in a 'complete' form!"

"Enough of your nonsense."