He was imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, only to find out upon his release that he was

It was like an ancient beast from the primordial era awakening and roaring within him, ruthlessly trampling everything around it.

Under such circumstances, Lu Ming was under immense pressure, because his body had its limits. He had to juggle recovering from the physical damage caused by the blood rush while also being mindful of the external injuries inflicted by his enemies. This meant that he couldn't maintain this state for long.

He estimated that he could only unleash his full power for a maximum of ten minutes.

It won't work if it goes on any longer; the aftereffects will be severe.

It was so severe that he needed to cancel his Bloodlust state for a full three to five minutes before he could re-enter Bloodlust.

That's three to five minutes!

If Odin takes advantage of this opportunity when Odin's output is reduced to launch a counterattack, he could easily shred Odin hundreds of times!

Although Lu Ming felt the price was huge, the combat power he gained in return was real.

When the explosive force was transmitted to the weapon, Lu Ming simply swung it, splitting a wide road into two blocks that stretched all the way to the end, cutting a thousand-meter-long area in half!

But it's still a long way off!

Lu Ming slashed down with his blade! He then closed in, skillfully wielding his sword like a whirlwind, unleashing magic that created a fierce storm!

Odin held his spear horizontally to block, occasionally urging his horse to change direction. He swung the long pole, making the spear tip move nimbly, the arc like a shooting star breaking through the sky. He also used abundant power to unleash a strong divine aura to resist the attack.

In those few short moments, Lu Ming gripped his battle blade tightly and clashed with Odin thousands of times.

To everyone else, all that remained were two blurry afterimages.

Sparks flew everywhere, and gusts of air raged across the land, with occasional aftershocks blowing buildings away.

In the midst of the intense battle, Lu Ming suddenly heard Odin mutter to himself in a low voice.

"The threat level of the target has increased; this is a special situation. Unleash your offensive runes (divine mark), Thurisaz—"

The gun gleamed, its strange and complex runes radiating light.

Boom! The heavens and earth trembled, the world went dark, and a massive bolt of lightning struck down in an instant, as if the mighty power of a thunder god had descended upon the world.

Seeing this, Lu Ming also raised his battle sword, activated his alchemy domain, and his power surged.

It's just dragon script, who doesn't know how to do that these days!

……

Francesca let out an "Ah," her face flushed, emitting a seductive moan that evoked a sense of overflowing desire.

She was so captivated by Lu Ming's flawless body that she didn't snap out of it until the thunder shook the ground.

"Huh, they're both using... Primal Runes?"

In the world of magic, the foundation of Norse rune magic has long since declined. Even a genius like Grand Magician Touko Aozaki can only restore it, but cannot truly revive its power.

—After all, that was the original rune!

It is said to be millions of times more powerful than the runes used by modern magicians!

Odin is one thing, but how did that man do it?

Volume 1: Chapter 10 Oh no, you two really managed to cover it up!

Before Francesca could figure out the question, she suddenly found herself with two beautiful women, one with white hair and the other with blonde hair, standing on either side of her.

"Wow... So the Holy Grail was here all along?"

Francesca's face lit up with joy. Wow, although she had inexplicably been targeted by Odin, she had at least found her purpose for this trip. Congratulations!

Wait a minute, this little Holy Grail feels a bit off! This feeling is... divine!?

"You are... the magician who broke into Einzbern Castle."

Ishtar frowned and retrieved information about the silver-haired girl in the gothic dress from her host Filia's memories.

It seems to be... one of the organizers of this fake Holy Grail War in Snowfield City?

But it doesn't really matter anymore!

Anyway, they're trapped here and can't get out, so what does the Holy Grail War have to do with them?

"Honestly, if Lu Ming hadn't insisted on chasing those two dogs here, we probably could have gotten some sleep in peace! Come to think of it, how could Odin possibly keep two dogs watching us?"

Ishtar was still very unhappy about being ordered to get up in the middle of the night and make a fuss.

It seems that Lu Ming has been in Nibelungen for too long and has become neurotic.

"Oh? So it seems you were also dragged into this world by Odin! Hehehe, that's great, that's interesting! The Holy Grail War actually caused such a situation!"

Francesca was overjoyed and clapped her hands.

It was as if they didn't care about their difficult situation at all, but were instead filled with curiosity about everything.

"Huh? Another lunatic."

Ishtar took two steps back; she could almost smell a strong, chaotic odor emanating from the girl in the gothic dress.

It feels like the level of trouble is second only to my mortal enemy, the gloomy woman.

Saving this girl was a complete mistake.

Frustrated, she prepared to turn and leave, when dark shadows appeared around her, and hissing sounds began to rise.

As Odin and Lu Ming were dueling, Odin's retinue followed closely behind and came looking for them.

Don't make hasty judgments!

Francesca still smiled, a glint of shrewdness in her eyes.

The girl gestured, spreading illusions that easily bewildered the approaching enemy figures, causing them to collide with each other.

Ishtar glanced over and thought, "Huh? This trick is actually quite good."

“Hey, did you know? Odin is rumored to be the incarnation of the ‘King of the Wild Hunt’.”

Francesca continued.

According to folklore, He led his army on a "terrifying ride" and hunted everywhere. Among the troops He led were not only the spirits of warriors, but also two ghostly hounds, one with a loud bark and the other with a dark bark.

"Hehehe... Now you should understand, right?"

“Hounds… barking…” Upon hearing this, Ai Lei recalled Lu Ming’s unease upon hearing the barking of dogs before his departure and his pre-judgment of Odin’s actions, and immediately understood a few things.

As expected, Lu Ming was right.

The three's base has been found by Odin's hounds. If they do not act in advance and fight back, they will be trampled and destroyed by Odin's entire army!

"This is purely a coincidence!"

Unlike the innocent goddess of the underworld, Ishtar, who considered herself clear-headed in the human world, loudly refuted this.

The part about being stubborn.

Despite saying this, Ishtar's gaze unconsciously turned to Lu Ming, who was struggling to shatter the lightning amidst the vast expanse of light.

This man... may have an exceptionally deep understanding of Odin, after all, he has extensive experience in confronting Him.

"Odin, you're not the real thing!"

Suddenly, Lu Ming's loud cry of surprise came from the battlefield.

"That strange way of speaking, could it be some kind of puppet clone wearing an Odin mask?"

Lu Ming was referring to Odin's explanation of a "special situation" when he unleashed his greater power.

Previously, he had no communication with Odin; they would basically just poke each other a few times when they met, and run away if he realized he couldn't win. But just now, after hearing those words, there was a strong AI feel to them, as if they were making a judgment after triggering some underlying logic.

Lu Ming wasn't too surprised.

A fake Odin!

There's more than one character appearing in "Dragon Raja".

They all appear to be dressed the same, but once the mask is removed, they are revealed to be completely different people. They are like puppets that operate automatically or are remotely controlled.

Chu Zihang could even transform into Odin on the spot by putting on that mask.

The Odin Armor has been combined.

……

"Not the original body? Using a mask to control a clone?"

Ishtar was shocked. Odin had this kind of backstory?

Lu Ming, why are you talking in your sleep while you're playing?

Wake up! Odin is thundering!

Just a moment ago, she was still convinced that Lu Ming was a normal person who deeply understood Odin, not a madman.

"Hehe, yes, yes! There really are!"

Here we go again, Francesca is making her presence felt once more.

She raised her hand and spoke:

According to Norse mythology, Odin had more than two hundred identities (aliases). He acted in the human world with different identities and powers, and could be called the "god with a thousand faces".

"And the most famous one is Grimnir. In Old Norse, Grim means mask, so Grimnir is the one who wears a mask."

"Perhaps this is really a masked puppet of the main god performing some limited function."

Francesca was overjoyed, reaching out to grab her cheeks and shaking them like a maddened bishop of sloth.

As someone who enjoys amusement, her brain instinctively trembled—what could be more interesting than amusement at the level of a supreme god?

As a remnant of Art, she wandered among humans for a long time and even saw Valkyrie, "Odin's daughter," from afar. Such demigod-level creations do indeed possess an underlying logic similar to that of puppets and machines.

Perhaps Odin is the same.

"But that's impossible!"

Ishtar is absolutely terrifying.

Why is this new gothic-skirt-wearing fanatic even working in tandem with Lu Ming?

She had met Odin at the overpass intersection and they had a normal conversation, so how did he suddenly become a bot?

"No, the key point is that almost cold, mechanical underlying logic! Haven't you noticed it?"

"He defined us as enemies with almost no communication and weakened us immediately, like disarming a criminal before imprisonment," Aile said quietly.

"Anyway, I have a rough idea of ​​why the three of us were caught and put in this 'cage'."

"Yes, yes!"

Francesca clapped her hands, as if applauding Ereshkigal for quickly discovering the truth. "Before Odin attacked me, he said something like 'remnants of the Age of Gods'!"

The remnants of the Age of Gods—all three present were hit by the arrows.

“No way? Is this true?” Ishtar murmured.

Could it be that—

"The truth is out! Hehehe, the King of the Wild Hunt, wandering the earth, the masked incarnation of the great god, what is He hunting, and why did He build this enormous cage? And why are we gathered here tonight?"

"The answer is, we are all prisoners from the Age of Gods!"

Volume 1: Chapter 11 Please be aware that the Holy Grail War is conducted in secret…

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"What do you mean the Lesser Grail just went missing, and that old man Prierati disappeared along with it?"

Upon hearing his subordinate's report, Fadius was furious.

He prided himself on his composure and calmness, and even when he betrayed his teacher Langer at the Clock Tower before the Holy Grail War began, he didn't even flinch.

However, the Holy Grail War being held on his own turf was going awry one after another, which really made Fadius anxious.

He didn't specifically send anyone to track Francesca Plerati's movements.

Snowfield City was built over decades specifically for the Holy Grail War, with surveillance cameras everywhere, familiars disguised as common animals, and hints of magic.

There's no need to track it; a quick check of the device records will tell you.

Of course, there is another possibility: Francesca deliberately used illusion to deceive the 'world', creating the illusion that she herself had also vanished from the face of the earth.

Given this muddle-headed, hedonistic old man's personality, there's a real chance he might do it, and the chances are quite high.

But so what?