Lu Mingfei Returned From Death

Chapter 294 Shape, sound, smell, taste, touch, separation!

The blade is pitch black, extending two inches in length, and the string behind the handle is tied with a black cross.

After the initial solution was completed, and after casually chopping down the two surrounded A-level dead waiters, Lu Mingfei slanted his knife to look at Angers who was continuing to chop forward.

He looked at Heimdall, who had an extremely ugly face on the top of the opera house.

Then the black mist began to rise above Canxin, and then began to burn, and then entangled.

But Heimdall, who witnessed the death of Siga Gul under Angers, only noticed Angers.

Seeing Angers wantonly slaughtering the servants and advancing towards him, he felt a burst of anger.

He doesn't feel sorry for creatures like Deadpool, who were born as servants of the pure-blooded dragon clan. What made him angry was the death of Sijia Gul, a third-generation species.

He was angry at the loss of one of the pure-blooded dragons, and also angry at Sijia Gul's own weakness.

In the world of the dragon clan, the strong are respected, and the weak are weak. No matter how good the relationship is, it can't affect my evaluation of her.

So Heimdall sounded the horn again.

The sound of the horn echoed through the Nibelungs, as if the earth was shaking.

This unique voice conveyed the command of the Lord God, and instantly ignited the somewhat gray golden pupils of the Deadpools.

A golden flame burns in the pupils, and each note seems to be the rhythm of the beating heart of a heroic spirit.

The magic power of the sound of the horn penetrated into the souls of the Deadpools, and countless Deadpools began to evolve at a deeper level at this moment.

Some deadpools even stretched out their membranous wings!

Heimdall put down the horn after the changes of the deadpools.

Even though these forcibly evolved Deadpools were basically abolished after this battle, he didn't hesitate.

But just as Heimdall was about to leave, he suddenly felt a palpitation.

This is a deadly warning for dragons.

His strong hearing allowed him to recognize the sound of burning air in this rainy night and battle scene.

Suddenly turning his head to the direction of the sound, Heimdall was shocked to find that a black slash with a length of [-] meters was flying upwards close to the ground!

Wherever the slash passed, countless dead waiters who had just evolved were also vaporized immediately!

In just an instant, the [-]-meter-wide straight line between the wreckage of the vehicle and the top floor of the opera house became empty, as if it was so clean in the first place.

Seeing the slash flying upwards from the ground, Heimdall hastily transformed into a dragon.

The dense steel dragon scales broke through the skin and grew wildly, and countless bloody bone spurs pierced the skin and spread all over his body.

The muscles under the scales rose and fell like a deep breath, tensed instantly, and then the knee joints of both legs turned upside down.

In addition to the complete dragon form, the strongest dragon form of the next generation is instantly formed!
The next second Black's slash arrived, and he only had time to resist with the triple defense composed of bone spurs, dragon scales and tense muscles.

A hundred-meter-long black line appeared on his chest, with a hideous expression on his face. He used his two scaly arms to counteract Lu Mingfei's slash from a distance.

His powerful hind legs stepped hard on the ground, and he finally stopped when the ravine under his feet dragged to the edge of the top of the building.

Heimdall's arms drooped naturally, his scales opened and closed to breathe violently, and he kept panting heavily.

If someone is by his side, you can see that the knife marks in front of him have penetrated into the bone, and the black charcoal traces are still left on it.

A heart was also exposed from his body, it kept beating through a membrane.

Heimdall was convinced that as long as he went deeper, he might die here directly.

It was at this time that Heimdall finally saw the long knife in Lu Mingfei's hand.

Black knife, string, black cross.
He finally remembered where he had seen the knife before.

On the news of the mixed race society, in the introduction of other races, and under the reminder of God
Wasn't he trapped by God?

Even the scorching dragon's blood could not conceal the chill in his heart at this moment.

If he is now following Helmode to attack the Eternal Paradise, if he is now following the agent of God to raid Lu Mingfei's hometown.

His heart will not be as cold as it is now. At that time, his next-generation brothers all aimed to take down Lu Mingfei.

But since countless of his brothers died under Lu Mingfei's sword, and God's agent had no choice but to bury him in the collapsed space.

The dragons of Odin's family knew the horror of Lu Mingfei.

No matter how suspicious other dragons or hybrid organizations that have never been in contact with Lu Mingfei are, they will only believe in Lu Mingfei's power and strength.

Just because this is what they have experienced.

The cold rain hit Heimdall's face, and his expression was extremely solemn.

"At this time, as the villain, shouldn't you reveal your plan to me, why is your face so ugly?"

Lu Mingfei stood on the edge opposite Heimdall with one foot.

While Heimdall was thinking for a moment, Lu Mingfei surpassed Angers and arrived here with Shunbu.

Seeing this, Ange no longer hurried on his way, but concentrated on cutting the group of alienated dead waiters, under the toxin against dragons on the time zero and folding knife, it can be said to be one knife at a time.

"Whoo~"

Letting out a long breath, Heimdall showed his golden teeth:
"Facing you, no amount of planning is enough. I still won't make a fool of myself."

Then Heimdall pulled out an alchemy sword with a human face from his waist, the human face was hideous and ferocious.

Huge membranous wings also stretched out behind him. Even though he was already familiar with Lu Mingfei's horror, he would not just sit there and wait for death.

"Gulltoppr!"

With a roar, Heimdall thrust the Human Face Sword into the ground, and golden ripples rippled on the ground, circle after circle.

The tip of the human face sword was inserted into it as if it had fallen into the water.

Then as he leaned back, the huge membranous wings began to bend backwards, and under the deafening roar of the dragon, the length of the human face sword Hfu doubled and was pulled out from the ripples!
A tall golden-brown horse covered with dragon scales followed the blade of the sword and came out of the ground!

This is Gulltoppr, the mount of Heimdall in Norse mythology.

In the battle of dragons, Heimdall has always cheered up the army with horns, led the charge with steeds, and brought victory with long swords!
Across and upwards, Gulltoppr takes Heimdall to the distant sky!
He is running away!

Such a huge momentum is just for this moment!
Lu Mingfei watched the golden horse run away, and when he reached a certain limit, he swung the blade horizontally:
"Separation of the five senses!"

The five senses of form, sound, smell, taste, and touch all disappear.

Darkness, endless darkness, that's all Heimdall's spirit saw.

Then they began to fall.

When the five senses returned, Heimdall found that his body had been broken in two.

He clenched his right hand tightly, and after realizing that he was still holding the Human Face Sword in his hand, under the strong vitality of the dragon, Heimdall used the final blow.

He threw the sword onto the container at the back, Lu Mingfei just watched and did not stop him.

(End of this chapter)