Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

Odin's single golden eye, like a giant candle, slowly raised from bottom to top, and the violent elemental turbulence stirred up by the authority of the King of Earth and Mountains was cut off less than five meters in front of him. It was as if there was a knife, a knife that fell from the sky and could cut through everything. The side of the knife that fell was ravaged by the wrath of the earth and the mountains, while the other side of the god remained majestic.

Memories awaken under the ancient silver mask. In the ancient times, the Black King created only a few supreme beings. They had erected their own thrones on the interlaced copper pillars in the far north, drank and talked happily on the thrones, and also hurt each other with swords in the wind and sand thousands of miles in the desolate south. Their blood was spilled from the Great Rift Valley of East Africa to the vast Gobi Desert.

The Supremes looked forward to the reunion, and their hearts in their chests became restless with hatred.

In Odin's vision, a majestic girl and a ferocious-looking boy stood quietly on the granite throne of thorns.

When Lu Mingfei swung his sword to stir up the elemental turbulence, the girl also swung her sword. The cold wind and the raindrops that broke into foam in the cold wind blew her cinnabar-colored skirt together, like a flower blooming in the rain.

Odin said nothing. In the brilliant red aurora, he slowly took down the spear that was bent like a branch from his horse's back and pointed the tip of the spear at Lu Mingfei who was looking down from the sky.

Then the already gloomy sky suddenly became even darker, and the pitch-black bird feathers fluttered down from the rain clouds like countless burnt tulip petals, mixed in the rain, got soaked, became heavy, and hit the puddles, splashing small water droplets.

Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi looked up at the same time. Just behind Odin's domain, above his head, a huge black vortex was silently crushing the towering mountains like a millstone.

In that black vortex were tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of black ravens, two of which spun and landed on Odin's shoulders. They were Fugin and Muni, who served as the eyes and ears of the god in mythology.

It seems that Pompey Gattuso has raised countless heroic spirits and ravens in his lair. When he needs them, these mythical creatures will come out from the ultimate mystery of alchemy and kill the enemies in front of him.

Fujin and Muni appeared even larger than the largest falcons in the world. Their pupils were dark gold, their beaks were as sharp as blades, and their feathers looked like they were forged from metal, sparkling with a deep light.

They spread their wings and spoke human language in the roaring rain.

They said, "You finally got fooled, you finally got fooled, quack, you finally got fooled."

The black weapon box belonging to Chu Tianjiao popped open in front of Lu Mingfei. He reached in and took out a large-caliber revolver. With a thunderous roar, the projectile mixed with the mercury core broke through Odin's realm and shattered the skulls of the two ravens.

Xia Mi handed over the power of the King of Earth and Mountains to Lu Mingfei, not to let him mobilize the earth elements in this kingdom of the dead and the mountains that seemed non-existent in the dark veil.

Her true purpose is to counteract Odin's power.

The Dragon King's domain is naturally a domain of discipline, so when Lu Mingze faced Herzog, he told him that the war between kings was always bloody.

Without the blessing of Odin's words, the heroic spirits are not a big problem for Lu Mingfei now.

But Lu Mingfei couldn’t understand why the two ravens said something like “You’ve finally been fooled”.

The rain fell like a torrent, washing away the blood that was stained on Odin's blue cloak after the raven was shot in the head. Tens of thousands of ravens were still spinning silently in the huge black vortex, and then two more ravens broke out of it, circled and landed on Odin's shoulder again.

During the brief confrontation, neither Lu Mingfei nor Odin took the initiative to attack the other, because their domains were still canceling out and devouring each other. If a conflict broke out before the king's domain disappeared, it would be a huge burden for them.

But in the long river of accumulated water in the Nibelungen formed by the elevated road around and behind Lu Mingfei, black shadows slowly stood up again.

They were dressed in pitch-black cloaks, holding rusty weapons upside down in their hands. Their bodies were as slender as ghosts, but their deformed limbs made them look like monsters that escaped from the human laboratories in horror movies.

The majestic drumbeats came from the dark mountains in all directions. The shadows that stood up from the rain and water came alive wherever the drumbeats passed. The dry heart in the rotten and hollow chest began to beat again. From left to right, golden pupils lit up one after another under the hood of the wind field and the hood of the wind cloak. The pupil light was like a flickering candle. In just a moment, the golden pupils wrapped Lu Mingfei in the middle like an ocean.

He looked forward, and saw Odin, who was shrouded in golden light, surrounded by tens of thousands of shadows; he looked back, and the golden eyes of the heroes gathered into a dazzling river of stars, and the air was filled with low roars, which drowned out the roar of rain hitting the asphalt road.

Lu Mingfei kicked open the back door of the Maybach and picked up two submachine guns. The two pairs of modified weapons roared and spewed out half a foot of gunfire. He fired skillfully, and the blunt gold armor-piercing bullets provided by Xirang swept out a qualified small fan, and the penetrating power was so strong that it actually pierced through the skulls of those heroes that were comparable to diamonds.

Almost every shot he fired hit a heroic spirit right between the eyebrows. The hoods worn by these monsters created by alchemy were torn apart by the strong airflow, and the bullets easily cut off the upper half of their skulls.

Lu Mingfei's expressionless face was illuminated, just like Odin's iron mask shrouded in glow.

In fact, he had known that after entering Nibelungen, he would immediately encounter a situation like the one he was facing now. A modified bulletproof Maybach could not lead him out of the siege. Only a Gundam could lead him out.

So long before setting foot in Nibelungen, Lu Mingfei had already prepared to fight his way out of the vast army.

This is also the reason why he refused to allow Zero and Eri to accompany him on the grounds that "without the mark of Odin, it is impossible to enter Nibelung."

Zero had briefly entered Odin's Nibelung in the suburbs of Chicago, and the marks of this land of the dead should also remain in her body.

But the danger level here may not be inferior to that of Tokyo's Night Food Ground. In order to stop the alchemical zombies wandering in the kingdom of the dead created by the descendants of the ancient White King, the Sheqi Eight Clan paid a heavy price. Lu Mingfei is not absolutely sure that he can survive in Odin's Nibelung.

Lu Mingfei could feel that his control over the free earth elements in this space was weakening, and Odin's control over the elements was slowly falling to a low point. He fished out a shoulder-fired rocket launcher from the back seat of the Maybach, and two seconds later a dazzling wall of fire rose between him and Odin.

At this moment, the heroes had not received the attack order from the Lord God, so they silently endured Lu Mingfei's bombardment.

Suddenly, the sound of drums from the mountains reached a climax, and all the heroic spirits on the Penrose Stairs opened their ferocious golden eyes from far away.

Then, Odin's spear, which didn't even have a tip, suddenly emitted a star-like brilliance, and a cold white light suddenly rose in Lu Mingfei's field of vision.

Because the silent heroes suddenly came alive, they rushed towards Lu Mingfei along the elevated road, like a rolling black tide, reminiscent of the demons that came out of hell. And the white cold light shattered the dense raindrops on the top of the moving hero tide. At the same time, Lu Mingfei and Odin's absolute control over the elements had failed. They let out low roars, but the sound of gunfire no longer rang out.

Lu Mingfei threw away his shoulder-fired rocket launcher and his submachine gun.

He placed the box of the seven deadly sins in front of him, with the bottom embedded in the granite. Lu Mingfei slapped the lock of the seven deadly sins fiercely, and then the sound of the bronze lock tongue breaking was heard. The heavy box opened like a folding fan, and the seven weapons with only the handles exposed inside emitted a dark golden light from the gaps. They trembled with excitement. Even the entire bronze box was trembling.

Ever since using the Bronze Purgatory, the realm of Sin and Punishment of the Seven Deadly Sins in Tokyo Bay, Lu Mingfei has rarely used these mythical weapons forged by the King of Bronze and Fire to kill his own brothers.

At this moment, the dusty sword was unsheathed again, and the lustful blade hummed and swept away the torrent of rain.

Ame no Murakumo. Feather slash!

Seven deadly sins. Lust!

The two swords were unsheathed and crossed in the shape of a cross in front of the chest. The slight sound of the collision between the blades should have been silent in this noisy world, but at this moment it was like a meteorite smashing into the center of the silent Pacific Ocean. The sound waves created an impact several meters high that knocked all the heroes who were charging towards Lu Mingfei to the ground.

“Before my strength is exhausted, even a mighty army cannot kill me.” After the third blood burst, Lu Mingfei should not have been able to speak human language, but at this moment he spoke the voice of a young girl.

That was Xia Mi who had parasitized him with the nuclear substance.

Lu Mingfei is not fighting alone in the battle with Odin. Behind him, Nuwa and her Xirang are doing their best to analyze the door to the kingdom of the dead. Once the entrance to Nibelungen is torn open, modern troops that can easily destroy the so-called heroes will pour in.

Xia Mi has also returned from her slumber. Her vigorous spirit is like the tentacles growing on Lu Mingfei's skin, able to easily sense potential dangers around her. Her supreme authority can also offset Odin's authority.

In this way, Lu Mingfei and God are standing on the same starting line.

Lu Mingfei looked down at his two short arc knives. They were the most powerful dragon-slaying weapons in the world. The dazzling red light was reflected on the knives, and the murderous intent that could not be concealed burst out from his dragon pupils.

He jumped down from his throne of thorns, and the heroic spirits on both sides who were originally roaring in low voices suddenly fell silent. They scattered in fear. Even Odin's majesty could not make them charge towards Lu Mingfei again.

The next moment, Sleipnir carrying Odin appeared in front of Lu Mingfei. It was so fast that it seemed like teleportation. Even the eyesight of a high-level hybrid could not discern its movement trajectory. But in Lu Mingfei's eyes, this monster was as slow as a snail.

Odin did not use his spear, but took out the huge iron sword from behind and smashed it at Lu Mingfei as if he was holding a mountain.

Lu Mingfei casually slashed out with the ultimate intention of Iai from his waist. It was no burden for him to perform this kind of human swordsmanship with a body that was completely equivalent to that of a high-level dragon. Lust and Ame Murakami continuously collided with Odin's iron sword like a sharp blade that cuts through the world.

With just the first three strikes, Lu Mingfei blocked the seemingly invincible iron sword with his powerful strength. With the fourth strike, Ama Murasakibara, the sharpest blade in the world, cut open Odin's breastplate, leaving a clear blood mark on it.

It was not until this time that the shockwave from the collision of swords spread out in all directions. Horrifying elemental turbulence could be seen everywhere in the king-level battle. Those elemental turbulences were swept away by the shockwaves and destroyed everything around them. The heroic spirits that approached were blown away into ashes.

The two men only touched for less than a second before they leaped backwards at the same time. Lu Mingfei was unharmed, but the silver-white Ame-kun was dripping with bright red blood.

Odin, who was sitting on Sleipnir's back, became dim, and the golden glow that permeated his whole body disappeared. The eight-legged Pegasus carrying him slowly turned around to face Lu Mingfei again. The sad neighing of the horse echoed between heaven and earth, and the iron mask covering Sleipnir's cheek spewed fragments of thunder from his mouth and nostrils.

Lu Mingfei knew why it was sad.

Because in his hand he was holding a huge heart covered with green scales, imprisoned in a bone cage.

The heart was still expanding and contracting and beating vigorously, and its powerful life force maintained its activity.

The ferocious claws slowly exerted force, and the heart was crushed in Lu Mingfei's hands.

Then Sleipnir bent his front hooves and fell to his knees on the asphalt, and Odin leaped from his horse, his wind cloak flying like a banner, but the horse was already dead.

"The information was correct. You have indeed become weak." A ferocious smile appeared on Lu Mingfei's face which was covered with fine scales. His back cracked, and the wings made of bones slowly opened. Then flesh and blood grew upward from the bottom of the wings, and pale scales covered the flesh and blood.

There was still some White King's blood in his body, so Lu Mingfei's dragon transformation began to resemble the White King's appearance.

Odin held the huge iron sword in his hands in silence. He held the blade in one hand and the hilt in the other. Then the sword began to melt in his hands and turned into bright red molten iron. He compressed the molten iron and pressed it on the top of the spear. Then he extended the spear at an angle and placed it in the black water to quench it.

The next second, Lu Mingfei and Odin disappeared and reappeared at the same time. Except for the Dragon King, no other creature in the world could see their movements clearly. Even Inuyama He, who had pushed Setsuna to the ninth level, could not bear to see the speed of the two kings at this moment.

Odin's body sustained new wounds after every conflict. Lu Mingfei noticed that the golden light in the god's single eye was much dimmer than before.

Sure enough, the damage he suffered in Tokyo was far more serious than anyone had imagined.

Lu Mingfei's feet had turned into sharp claws, and every time he crossed paths with Odin, deep claw marks would be left on the asphalt road.

He laughed wildly and cut Odin's chest and joints with his two swords. The raindrops were evaporated by the high temperature and turned into thick mist.

(End of this chapter)