My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!.

It seems that Pompeii's rhythm is not unbreakable, and a fake can only be a fake after all. His Odin is far less shocking than that in the rainy night story.

Pompeii seemed to be unable to stand it anymore. He suddenly leaned forward and gave up defense. Dick Tudor immediately left a deeper mark on the armor than before. The heavy shield on his left arm used offense instead of defense at this moment. Press on Caesar.

His current situation is a bit like a Macedonian heavy infantry, with long spears and heavy armored round shields. These can arm him into an impenetrable iron barrel, which has enough strength, but his speed is not so fast, lost After the Raven's cover, his active offensive rhythm seemed a bit stretched.

Caesar was just the opposite. The speed of fighting with a dragon body was more powerful than his strength. The oppression of that shield forced Caesar to use Dictator to block it hard. At such a short distance, he had no room to dodge.But that thing is too heavy, and its texture is far more surveillance than it looks. It is like an iron cannon fired close to the face when used to hit people.

He had no choice but to give up Dick Tudou, the muscles in his arms instantly swelled up, and he forcibly caught the shield with his dragon claws. The flaming dragon blood boiled in his body, and the solid bronze shield shattered between his palms. Cobweb-like cracks started to spread from the edge he was holding to the center. The material of this thing was extremely hard but lacked toughness. Caesar's strength had already exceeded the upper limit it could bear, and the shield was immediately crumbling. Disintegrated into countless fragments in the violence.

The accident happened so suddenly that Pompey didn't even react. The shattering of the shield happened only in an instant. He heard the sound of cracks bursting in the last instant, and Caesar rushed out from countless fragments in the next instant. The dragon The scale-covered face was hideous and terrifying.

The distance is almost close to the body. No matter how proficiently Pompeii can master Gungnir, he can't stab himself. The weapon is too long. The two of them directly wrestled together. Can't use weapons.

Every punch of Caesar was like hitting the door of a safe vault. Pompeii's armor ping-pong like a symphony orchestra. The armor was tougher than the shield, and Caesar could even make a slight white mark. Breaking through directly, he simply changed his strategy to hit Pompeii's head. Although it was covered by the entire eagle helmet, the head is the most vulnerable position of a person. The body can withstand high-frequency impacts, but the head may not.

Pompeii was actually a master of Tai Chi. Caesar's strong strength was continuously resolved in Pompeii's suddenly softened body. It was hard to imagine that a person wearing heavy armor could perform Tai Chi with a body covered in metal, but Pompeii Just did it.They met with fists and feet, piercing their opponents with shoulders and protuberances, but Pompey always hit Caesar from the flank. That murderous punch melted into softness, and finally hit the helmet without much sound.

With the last kick, Caesar bounced back lightly, with his wings spread out without agitation, and he could easily take him to achieve a flying movement. He realized that hitting like this would be a waste of his physical strength, and he had to use other methods Come break the game.

The high-pitched chanting of the words and spirits was like a hymn, and the spread of the words and spirits was so turbulent that almost instantly, Pompeii felt that he was already in the range of the words and spirits, and there was no way to avoid it.It's not wind pressure or high heat, but absolute majesty, the majesty from the newborn half-blood dragon king, just like you are just an ordinary climber, when you are halfway up the mountain, you suddenly find that the mountain under your feet is approaching you Topple, the whole world to you is nothing but that horrible, sweeping destruction.

But this domain looks completely transparent, and even makes people feel that it is a bit gentle. The ground paved with marble floors rolled up silently. Fine flesh and blood, and various stone fragments slowly rise in the field. They seem to have been crushed to an extremely fine size by some unknown force. It seems that the surrounding air is an invisible road roller. Blood swirls around Caesar, like death with a scythe flying around the throne.

No one knew what kind of speech spirit it was, but the outcome of being enveloped by it was undoubtedly death. Caesar's singing became louder and louder, and a speech spirit with such a length of dragon text was very rare in itself.

Nuonuo was finally able to avoid the ravens and see the situation in the center of the battlefield clearly, but this was not what she should see. The Sunshine Hall was certainly huge, and Caesar's domain was even bigger.

The door was suddenly pushed open, a hand was pressed on Nuonuo's shoulder, and she was pulled out forcefully, and the door was then closed heavily.

"I know you care about Caesar, but to be honest, this is not something we can look at. Standing in this kind of place will only get you involved and die." Passy didn't show any expression on his face.

"Which side are you on?" Nuonuo asked, she had her own judgment on whether to continue watching, and it was not up to Patsy to take care of it. To be honest, the moment Persy brought her out, she even Thought this guy was going to kidnap himself to threaten Caesar to submit.

"Whether it's the owner or Caesar, it doesn't matter to me who wins, and I won't help anyone at this point." Passy said, "This is the best choice, because it is impossible to confirm which of them If I can stand to the end, if I choose the wrong one, I will be finished."

"I always thought you were loyal to them."

"I am very loyal. I have never considered betraying anyone. I just hope that I can go a little further and see what these so-called big men will become." There was a smile, but that smile was not sincere joy, more like a kind of exhaustion.

In Gattuso's house, he could become the secretary only because he was a substitute for Caesar. If something happened to Caesar, then it would be him, Passi, who became the half-blood dragon king today.Prior to this, Passy had always been just a little man in Gattuso's family. Pompey and Caesar could command him to do something at will. He was tied into this family from the moment he was born. There is no escape.

But it will be different after today. Regardless of the outcome of the battle in the Sunshine Hall, the Gattuso family will no longer exist.It will be a memorable day for Passy, ​​a day of his freedom.

Pompeii walked forward facing Caesar's domain. It was extremely dangerous to approach an unspeakable spirit that was being released. Every time he took a step, the armor on his body would be peeled off. The first thing to lose was the surface paint, and then the The interlayer inside the material, and finally the material itself, when he loses all the things used to protect himself, he will be instantly killed like a group of ravens in this field.

But only in this way can he resist the ultimate speech spirit of a half-blood dragon king. Pompeii pressed his mask with his left hand, and slowly raised the imitation Gungnir with his right hand. In an instant, his bones exploded slightly, echoing in the airtight armor, Gungnir's spear tip, Caesar with golden pupils burning, and a ballistic trajectory that must hit between the two was already in his field of vision forming.

His Gungnir doesn't have the terrible effect of Odin's original version. The weapon made from the twigs of the world tree can reverse cause and effect. You will be injured because I threw this gun, so Odin must use that thing will hit the target.

And Pompeii was able to stab Caesar not because of anything else, it was his word spirit, the Holy Judgment, the effect of this word spirit is an absolute hit, the holder doesn't even need to aim at it, he can just pick up a pistol and shoot at him. The bullets will go against the laws of physics and will draw various strange arcs or ballistics in the air, and finally hit the target you want.

"Come on, son." Pompeii whispered softly. This is a battle between father and son, for their own will and the future they want, but they are still father and son after all. No father will turn a blind eye to the growth of his son. Now It's time to check it out for yourself!

Gungnir was firmly in Pompey's hands. Instead of throwing it, he held the surprisingly long spear with both hands and pointed it firmly in the direction of Caesar.

He suddenly started to run, and the armor all over his body made a heavy metal collision sound. The weight of those things was astonishing, and they were alchemy materials, which could give him the defense against the Dragon King, but now these things have become a burden, he must run enough Hurry up so that Gungnir can touch Caesar.

The distance is getting closer and closer, and Gungnir's hand is getting tighter and tighter. The consumption of this kind of running is more amazing than fighting. The moment Caesar came into range, Pompey actually jumped up. , a general wearing hundreds of kilograms of armor can actually jump out of an even more astonishing height than the pole vault world champion.

Gungnir stabs!Target as far as Caesar, but not just one blow of conviction, but hundreds or even thousands of times!During the time when Pompey jumped up until he landed, Gungnir was able to attack Caesar all the time. At this moment, he swung countless thrusts and hit a thousand strikes in an instant. In Caesar's vision, there were countless clusters of guns. It formed a dense net and rushed towards itself.

The speech spirit that had been prepared for a long time broke out completely at this moment. The ground shook violently, the wind and gravel splashed, and there were creepy noises everywhere. The concrete and stone pillars in the Sunshine Hall were all cracked, and huge clods were leveled along the The cut surface falls down, and it will turn into dust in an instant when it touches the domain.

There are countless invisible wind knives cutting through the space in the entire domain. There is no high speed, no deflagration, and no sound. Its single scraping can only leave a trace on a solid object.But what if this kind of attack is millions or tens of millions of times?Their density is enough to cut a coin so that the naked eye can't detect it. All the enemies in the field are this kind of secret raging wind blade. Everything that can be cut will be destroyed again and again!
Nuonuo and Passi looked back together, the Sunshine Hall seemed to have evaporated completely out of thin air in a few seconds, and the fine powder swept into the sky with the wind, and finally sprinkled fine rain, falling on top of their heads There are rustling sounds everywhere around and around, that is the bouncing of sand grains on the ground.

"You lost." Caesar stood in the place where the Sunshine Hall used to be, but now there is nothing around him. Gungnir pierced his chest, and large swaths of blood flowed along the gun body, and finally dripped onto the lying flat. on Pompeii.

Pompeii's entire body was almost plowed over, exposing the subcutaneous tissue in many places, and even some organs in severe cases. He was losing a lot of blood.All his defenses were gone, including the Odin mask, which turned into dust and dispersed in the air in Caesar's words.It stands to reason that everything on him and everything around him were destroyed by the speech spirit, and it is even more impossible for him to survive in the center of the field. The only answer is that Caesar let him go.

It's ridiculous to say that there are always conflicts between them. When he was very young, Caesar said that one day I will kill you, an old bastard, and avenge my mother!When Pompey heard this kind of words, he didn't fly into a rage like most parents and wanted to spank Caesar's ass. Instead, he picked up Caesar and let him struggle, laughing and saying look at you!You are not as tall as me, and you still want to challenge your dad!Then kick Caesar in the ass and throw him in the lawn to kiss shit.

If you want to talk about hatred, there are really too many reasons. Now Caesar has grown taller than Pompey, and he even really had a chance to kill Pompey, but facing that man in the end, he was taller than Pompey. The moment he jumped up to throw the spear, he still couldn't help but feel a little soft in his heart.

He is at odds with your ideas, and he has never personally helped you in your education, but isn't that what fathers all over the world are like?They are always not good at words and don’t know how to express their love for you, but they are never stingy and give you all the best things in their hands. The birthday gift you want, even if you are sick, you will just carry it to death. You say you want to take him to the hospital, but he scolds you for not knowing how to make money.

In fact, Pompeii didn’t have to do this. The Nibelung Plan family has an alternative plan, not only Caesar can do it, but Passy is also eligible. The child raised by the Gattuso family will only be more obedient than Caesar , Percy became the half-blood dragon king and absolutely spared no effort to build the Nibelungen for the family.If it were Caesar, no one could guarantee what this child who had been rebellious since childhood and never concealed his dislike of the family would do.

It's not that the old guys haven't considered the possible risks. If Caesar gets the power and jumps up, the first thing he does is to raise the flag of rebellion, then no one can stop him.

But the Nibelungen plan was finally chosen on Caesar, because Pompey was arguing for it. He wanted those people to believe in his son. Caesar was the emperor that the Gattuso family had looked forward to for thousands of years, He knew better than anyone what Caesar might end up doing.

That was the best gift that Pompey could give Caesar. Even if the result was that the Gattuso family’s deliberate efforts fell short, it is enough for Caesar to succeed. Whether he becomes king or turns back, it is his own. Like and choose the road, even if it will be bloody later, the parents have no reason to interfere.

Caesar and Pompey stared at each other for a long time. There was always a lack of communication between them. Maybe they could say something when they had the opportunity, but now everyone can’t say a word. It seems that everything they want to say is lost. Passed in the eyes, we are father and son, of course we should understand each other.

"Goodbye." In the end, Caesar spoke first. He pulled the Gungnir out of his body with his bare hands and placed it gently beside Pompey.

Who said that the only one who suddenly softened in the end was the son?If Pompey had really made up his mind, the last shot of that instant thousand blows should have pierced Caesar's heart directly, not his chest.

"Goodbye." Pompei slowly closed his eyes, "When you get married, remember to reserve a place for me, the one right in the middle of a bunch of beauties."

"it is good."

The fresh wind with plants blows from the vast alfalfa field. Caesar didn't like this monastery before, but he liked the field outside the monastery very much, because he could hear various sounds that others couldn't hear. He always finds something in nature.

But this time, he didn't like this feeling at all. It was rare, and for the first time, Cesar Gattuso felt that he was really lonely.