Why are all the people in my chat group rumored to be from the outside world?

He dared not look any longer, abruptly pushed open the car door, and resolutely chased after Kevin and the doctor, who had already begun to run.

Because he dared not look back… he didn’t see it—the very instant he pushed open the car door and lunged forward! The figure who had just been bowing his head deeply, as if in complete submission, suddenly raised his head!

There were no tear stains on Chu Zihang's face, only an almost frozen determination, and a heart-stopping flame burning in his clear eyes!

He opened the car door and stood in the rain. His gaze pierced through the heavy rain curtain, locking onto the resolute back of his father, who was rapidly receding into the distance.

And then there were those two young, unfamiliar figures also heading towards the battlefield.

“…I’m sorry, Dad…” he murmured to himself, “…I really can’t do it.”

What can't be done?

Can't you obediently run away?

How could I bear to watch my father rush towards his death?

I can't... live the rest of my life burdened by the shackles of abandoning my father?

All the impossibilities converged into one crystal-clear answer: He cannot leave! He must go back!

He would rather die on that battlefield and turn to ashes with his father than be repeatedly devoured by that nightmare of abandonment, a nightmare from which he could never wake up, in every rainy night of the rest of his life!

Maybach, come with me one more time!

Just as Chu Zihang was about to turn around on his black Maybach... the sun rose over Nibelungen!

The star charging at the forefront collided head-on with an invisible force!

boom--! ! !

An unimaginable, terrifying heatwave crashed down on us like a tsunami!

The shockwave, like an invisible hammer, slammed into her defensive stance!

Xing grunted and flew backward, but she quickly twisted her waist in mid-air to adjust her posture, and her feet plowed two deep furrows in the broken ground before she could barely stabilize herself.

She looked up sharply at the center of the explosion: "What's going on?!"

At the same time, the chat group deep within her consciousness kept buzzing—

[The Firebringer]: "The power of SSR surges within me!"

[The One Who Reigns the Fire]: "Let this bastard named Odin experience firsthand what—unshakeable power—truly is!!"

[The Firebringer]: "Brothers! Open your eyes wide and watch carefully—"

[The Firebringer]: "That move! It'll be so cool!"

[The Firebringer]: "Word of Power—Rhine! Activate!!"

An unreasonable explosion suddenly erupted from the very core area of ​​the battlefield!

Light and heat! A blinding white light instantly engulfed everything in sight, followed by a shockwave that swept everything away and a firestorm that incinerated all things!

Further away, Kevin and the doctor lay on the ground, the flames from the explosion making their faces feel hot. In front of them, Chu Tianjiao looked at the explosion in the distance with a grim expression.

"It's terrifying power, it's a dangerous incantation! Could it be Odin?! But wait, that can't be!"

Kevin and the Doctor heard his mutterings, of course, but they wanted to tell them loudly that they were wrong and that the explosion was caused by their own people.

Suddenly, the two felt a sense of relief; thankfully, they hadn't run too slowly.

At the very heart of that destructive storm, several clear cracks appeared on Odin's body. But his gaze remained fixed on the figure laughing maniacally amidst the flames at the center of the fire.

"Hahaha!" Wild laughter tore through the aftershocks of the explosion.

Yu Jin's body was like firewood thrown into a furnace, his flesh twisting, charring, and peeling away under the high temperature... However, there was no pain in that laughter, only a kind of almost manic pleasure!

"Undying! The ultimate suicide technique—Rhine!" He spread his arms, his mutilated vocal cords emitting a fierce battle roar, "What can stop me?! Who else—?!"

He pointed sharply at the bewildered Odin, his eyes burning with arrogance: "To the birth of a new king! Let the cannons fire a salute!!!"

Odin looked at the madman bathed in the flames of his own flesh and blood, at his crazed eyes burning with a heat hotter than the flames, and an unprecedented chill instantly gripped him!

"Madman!" he growled.

If the previous battles were just a nuisance to him, now, this guy who keeps rising from the ashes has become a bomb in his eyes that could explode at the slightest touch!

The figure of the embers treads on the burning ashes, as if walking out of a hellish furnace.

The charred bones were covered by new flesh and blood, and the broken skin was rewoven in the flames.

Ember spread his hands, as if sensing the power of his newborn body. The madness in his eyes did not diminish; instead, it burned even brighter! A near-torn smile spread across his lips: "What? Do gods... bleed too?"

Odin wanted to question the other party, but his pupils suddenly contracted, and the next second he mounted his horse and began a grand escape!

Ember's gaze, burning with a frenzied flame, was fixed on the direction he was fleeing.

He took a deep breath.

Then, it let out a final roar at Odin's panicked retreating figure:

"Rhine!!"

The expected explosion did not occur until Odin's figure had completely disappeared.

The Nibelungen vanished like smoke, and the embers on the viaduct suddenly staggered. The sinister smile on his lips softened into a weary curve, and he murmured softly:

"You coward, don't you even think about what you can do with so little time?"

"Speaking of which, this time... I've really reached my limit..."

Before he could finish speaking, his body collapsed to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, plunging into deep darkness.

Chapter Five: I, Chu Zihang, also have a hero's dream!

"He...is gone?"

Above the overpass, a beautiful figure stood by the railing, her eyes filled with deep doubt.

The Nibelungs have vanished, and Odin has left?

Her gaze shifted to the area below the bridge, landing on Yu Jin, who lay unconscious in the rain.

"Is it related to this person?"

A fair hand quietly rose, an invisible force seemingly locking onto the figure below.

But just then, a sharp screech of brakes pierced the rain! She withdrew her hand.

Sensing more hurried footsteps converging on this place, although the doubts in her heart had not yet dissipated, she had already given up the idea of ​​taking action.

The figure faded and disappeared silently in place.

"I'll remember you all..."

-

Office of the Principal of Kassel College.

Hilbert Jean Angers, the handsome old man who had lived for over 130 years fueled by the endless flames of revenge in his heart, was staring at the report in his hand, lost in deep thought.

The Peruvian Party has a global reach, especially in cities under close surveillance.

The unusual activity in the Nibelungs could not possibly escape their notice.

However, no one knows what actually happened inside the Nibelungen.

The report in his hand at that moment contained the only valuable information recording the internal situation.

"I encountered an entity that resembled Odin, the god described in mythology. I tend to believe it was some kind of powerful dragon in its true form... whether it was the Dragon King? I cannot say for sure. At the last moment, it seemed to sense something and let me go."

The signature is Chu Tianjiao.

"Something like the Dragon King?" Angers gently placed the report on the large mahogany table, his slender fingers kneading his brow, as if the fatigue of reading documents for too long had brought on by the weariness of an old man.

However, when he raised his eyelids again, the flames of revenge suddenly ignited in his dazzling golden eyes!

But the next second, the flames subsided instantly, returning to a deep, still state, as if the previous outburst had been an illusion.

He spun around in his high-backed chair and looked out the floor-to-ceiling windows at the picturesque campus.

"Chu Tianjiao... what are you still hiding?"

He couldn't imagine what could make that being suddenly abandon its readily available prey.

Something unpredictable and dramatic must have happened within the Nibelungen region.

Chu Tianjiao chose to cover all of this up.

But whatever his reasons for concealing it, he ultimately chose to keep it a secret.

This time it's the truth about the Nibelungen, so what about next time?

Will the next one be the details of a key mission he's carrying out?

“Even if you complete every mission perfectly, once the organization loses the foundation of its trust in you, no matter what you do, it will be difficult to win it back.” Angers’ voice was low, as if he were talking to himself. His fingertips finally landed on the telephone on the table.

After a short wait, the line was connected.

"You have a mission that requires you to go to a certain place and monitor a certain person..."

-

Chu Zihang felt that his life trajectory had been completely rewritten after that rainy night.

The real world tears apart the facade of everyday life.

Monsters, gods, his surviving father, and those mysterious figures whose origins were previously unknown.

Chu Zihang is 15 years old and a junior high school student. Although he appears cold, he is actually a repressed pervert. After experiencing all this, an unprecedented surge of passion is boiling in his chest—he also wants to become a strong person like his father!

The thought was so strong that it was present in class, even when he was immersed in the desire for power.

The middle-aged teacher, who was explaining geography, had beads of cold sweat quietly forming on his forehead.

"Did I...did I say something wrong? Why is Chu Zihang's gaze so...sharp?" The geography teacher looked around nervously, repeatedly examining the diagrams on the blackboard, but couldn't find any obvious mistakes.

The bell rang as if it were a lifesaver, and the geography teacher practically fled the classroom, determined to immediately check the materials to see if there were any professional oversights.

Throughout the afternoon, similar scenes were repeated in multiple classrooms.

The teachers, subjected to Chu Zihang's overly focused and even scrutinizing gaze, all shared the same thought: they had to thoroughly review their lesson plans tonight.

The school bell rang like the first note of a bugle call, and Chu Zihang immediately stood up.

Under the teacher's slightly bewildered and inquisitive gaze, he picked up his schoolbag, rushed out of the classroom without looking back, hurried across the corridor, ignoring the greetings from the younger students along the way, heading straight for the school gates.

He only slowed his pace slightly when a familiar figure appeared ahead.

"Lu Mingfei."

The boy in front turned around upon hearing the voice, and his face was full of surprise when he saw that it was Chu Zihang.

"Senior Brother Chu? Are you calling me?"

"Yes, just saying hello. I'm sorry about last night."

Lu Mingfei was completely dumbfounded, his inner monologue a frantic: "Senior Brother Chu suddenly apologized? What did I do wrong? Or... did he do something to offend me?" He stood there, at a loss for what to do.

Chu Zihang saw Lu Mingfei's predicament but couldn't explain anything further.

That night, he kindly invited his junior to ride in the car, but fortunately the other party refused, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable... The fewer people who know about that real, dangerous world, the better.

He raised his hand and gently patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder. "If you need any help in the future, you can come to me." Leaving this promise, Chu Zihang strode off again, quickly merging into the flow of people leaving school.

Lu Mingfei still had no idea what had happened, and scratched the back of his head in confusion, "Am I being pampered?"

Chu Zihang ran lightly all the way and called his mother to tell her that he would be home late. After taking a bus, he finally arrived at his destination, a two-story villa, after several stops.

Standing in front of the tightly closed door, Chu Zihang took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock.

"Come in." A cold voice came from inside the door.

Chu Zihang turned the doorknob and stepped into the dimly lit room, closing the door behind him.

In the instant the light was cut off, four pairs of eyes burning with golden flames suddenly opened in the darkness!

"You've come." The owner of the most dazzling and imposing pair of golden eyes stepped forward, his voice still icy.

Chu Zihang, expressionless, fumbled for the switch on the wall.

"Clap."

The bright lights instantly dispelled the darkness.