Dragon Clan starts from digging the corner of Kassel

Chapter 350: The Art of Identifying the Strong, Jun Yan, you are the challenger now!
The owner of the light soon approached.

The cold iron hoof prints were left in the river-like rain, leaving frost-like hoof prints on the bridge deck of the viaduct.

The sturdy horse, as big as a mountain, was wearing heavy armor with intricate and gorgeous patterns woven on its surface, and a crystal-like glow flowed on its white fur.

The horse wore a bronze mask on its face, and after every thunderous neigh, tiny particles of lightning would burst out of the metal nostrils on the mask.

The eight majestic horse legs seem to support the sky, announcing its and its owner's identity like a business card.

Bu Shun stared at the being holding the reins on the horse across the dimensional barrier.

A huge black shadow sank and floated in the light of the temple, its entire body covered in a huge dark golden armor, with the gaps filled with unpredictable white.

Sharp wings stretched upward on both sides of the eagle helmet on the top of the head. The surface of the alien armor was covered with a layer of faint light, and ripples were rippling under the baptism of rain, one after another.

In his hand, he held a long spear that looked like a branch. The bronze tip of the spear was engraved with dark runes. The blue cape behind him was as cold as ice. On his iron-masked face, the light in the single golden pupil burned like a torch, illuminating the surrounding space.

The King of the Wild Hunt, holding the magic spear Gungnir and riding an eight-legged Pegasus.

Odin is the chief god of the Aesir in Norse mythology.

"Does He... actually exist?"

There was panic in Chu Tianjiao's voice. In front of such a transcendent existence, he couldn't help but feel fear.

People always feel their own insignificance when climbing mountains. The shock of seeing the towering mountain standing in front of them is several times more powerful than any description in words.

The black giant riding the mountain steed before me is like a peak approaching.

There was rain in all directions, and He came riding the storm. His violent and huge existence filled every corner of the man's vision, and He was the only and unique god here.

The Deadpools who were not turned into ashes by the King's Flame also gathered closer, standing in two rows on Odin's left and right, like servants guarding the king's rack.

These dead things had exactly the same pale faces, covered in black clothes that seemed to be woven from shadows, and their empty pupils on their faces flashed golden light.

It was like the numerous ghost shadows that only appeared in nightmares. If you were careless for a moment, these ghost creatures would pounce on you and bite you madly.

Bu Shun, who was standing next to Chu Tianjiao, put his hands behind his back and narrowed his eyes behind his lenses. "Odin's purity has also been greatly reduced."

"Your son, my good student, is standing right in front of Him now."

Bu Shun really felt that Odin’s appearance was a bit of a loss.

Whether it was his appearance or his name, everything that once belonged to Deadpool had been stripped away by the dragon's blood, leaving only this filthy skin that was used by others, as humble as an ant.

What's so special about a ceremony made of things like this?
It feels like a nouveau riche has hired a bunch of scum to fill the scene.

On the contrary, he looked ahead with admiration and exclaimed, "Look, is there any fear in their backs?"

Young Lions do.

The young man's upright back was like a dragon that raised its head and roared to the sky, supporting Chu Zihang's already extraordinary body. The dark blue dragon blood surged in every blood vessel. He alone was more powerful than thousands of troops!
Lu Mingfei, rubbing the saw blades on his arms, grinned and shouted:
"Hey, are you really Odin?!"

"There's no one like you among the eight dragon kings, right? Could it be that you are the illegitimate son of some dragon king?"

His disrespectful words immediately caused a commotion among the group of Deadpools, with the black shadows whispering to each other.

There were sounds that sounded like chanting and crying coming from their mouths, which seemed chaotic and panic-stricken. It seemed as if they were afraid that Lu Mingfei would incur the wrath of the gods and that the gods would take their anger out on them.

But, who cares?

"interesting."

Odin's deep voice sounded.

The voice of the King of the Wild Hunt was not rough, but rather sounded like that of an old man or a child, and was unexpectedly intellectual.

He gently pulled the iron-gray reins in his hand, and the eight-legged Pegasus Sleipnir immediately lowered its front four limbs obediently. He stuck the divine spear Gungnir into the ground, and then raised his left hand, and pointed his armored index finger at the two of them:

"You have the feel of Constantine."

"Norton's obsession and anger remain in you." "But now they should all still be sleeping in a long dream... I see, interference from the future?"

The other party's sharpness was a little beyond his imagination. Chu Zihang frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed.

No matter what, they just had to "fight". But he recalled the scenes of that night in his memory and asked a question that had been accumulating in his heart for a long time:
"The reason you came after my father was because of 'that thing' he had in his car?"

At this time, Chu Tianjiao finally remembered the important item in his car.

He quickly opened the trunk of the Maybach and took out a black suitcase.

The special leather surface of the suitcase feels rough and tough, with a silver nameplate in the center, on which is a pattern of a "World Tree".

It's just different from the symbol of Kassel Academy, the "half-rotten" world tree.

The World Tree on the nameplate of this box is "intact".

Bu Shun stood there with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on the black box, and the blue eyes behind the lenses immediately became extremely deep.

The difference between decay and integrity may be the end of the world. If the black dragon at the bottom of the world tree has not started to gnaw at the roots, then the tree will naturally be lush and full of vitality...

Taking this as a metaphor, what exactly is stored in the box?
""egg"?"

"I don't know why it fell into your hands..." Odin's deep voice penetrated the rain, "I just returned it to its original owner and punished him."

When people step on ants, do they realize how much effort they used and how many they killed?
To gods, the existence of mortals is insignificant. This is true for the kings and emperors who once ruled the nine realms, and it is also true for the one-eyed god standing before them.

——Odin just walked by, with nothing else in his eyes.

After getting the enemy's answer, Chu Zihang finally felt relieved and clenched the sword in his hand.

Although there are still many unknowns about the "eggs".

But no further words were needed at this point.

The tip of Murasame's sword drooped down, with thunder and death entwined on it, and the cracks on the blade were like a series of ferocious mouths that opened wide, releasing a brutal aura that would make even gods stare in disbelief.

An ancient language like a poetic chant uttered from Chu Zihang's throat, and it seemed that countless purple-black mad snakes were pouring out from under his feet, roaring and releasing!
Yanling·Junyan!
The sun's fire, with a temperature of up to 6,000 degrees Celsius, left a mark of the sun's disk in the dark world.

The young lion riding the sun roared in the rain, releasing the burning heat of the new star fire! The Wild Hunt King's guard of honor wailed, and was swallowed up in an instant and turned into ashes!
The hunger, greed, and malice of the deadpool group...

They were all reduced to ashes in the majesty of the young king!

Now, you are the weak ones!
Looking at the monsters that once scared my childhood self so much that they turned pale and curled up with their heads in their hands, I was easily wiped out by my current self.

Even someone as strong-willed as Chu Zihang couldn't help but feel a little pleased at this moment.

Faced with the sun flame he brought down, even Sleipnir couldn't help but stand up, roaring with a hint of panic.

The swift eight-legged Pegasus stepped on the frost and slid a distance like a phantom, trying to temporarily avoid the flames. But the king's wrath followed closely behind, destroying the group of deadpools like a strong test, and then came to test the Pegasus's quality.

Just now.

As Chu Zihang's main target, Odin, who had drawn out his magic spear at some point, just swung it lightly.

The light of the meteor drew an arc in the sky.

The next second, Jun Yan's flames were instantly extinguished by the rain that rolled up from the ground.

This counterintuitive situation caused the chanting of the spiritual words coming out of Chu Zihang's mouth to slowly pause.

There shouldn't be water in the world that can extinguish a flame of 6,000 degrees Celsius, but the power of the gods is the supreme force that governs everything. Even the laws of the universe can be twisted in their hands, and turning the impossible into the possible is a piece of cake.

Only eight kings in the dragon lineage possess such authority.

This Dragon King, a god that shouldn't exist, actually possesses equivalent power?

　I updated today too, yay, let’s eat, family.

　　(End of this chapter)