Lu Mingfei Development Program

Chapter 495 Odin
The sky gets dark so quickly in winter. At around 7pm, Pisa, a city full of artistic atmosphere, was covered with a thin layer of snow. At this moment, the sky was completely dark, the city was as silent as death, and the occasional alarm was so piercing.

From time to time, some flashes of fire would appear in the dark sky, accompanied by deafening roars, as if there were gods displaying endless power behind them... or perhaps it was a demon showing off its might.

Pisa Cathedral, devout believers gathered here, praying that this long night would pass quickly. But no one noticed that the light of the cross at the front of the cathedral had dimmed to the extreme.

The lightning and fire behind the clouds were so terrifying, but they could never fall below the clouds. Lu Mingfei did as he said and isolated the battlefield outside the city.

The heavy motorized armor strolled on the streets in the dark. The huge but graceful body was so out of tune with the quaint city, but it was perfectly hidden in the darkness.

The street lights are out of service due to power outages... at least that's what the government says. Now even if someone sticks their head out to look at the street, they can only see dark shadows moving on the dark street.

The night provides a perfect cover for these big guys. During the city's martial law, no one would be surprised by these big guys that are full of technology but also have classical beauty. Pizza at night is their hunting ground.

The Gattuso family has completely taken over the city. No matter what happens here tonight, no one will know. As an old mixed-blood family and a wealthy family in the Western world, the Gattuso family is fully capable of doing so.

The mobile armor was heading towards the seaside. According to Lu Mingfei's prediction, the angel army brought by the Wind Angel would probably land there.

Pisa is a coastal city, but the city is still about ten kilometers away from the sea. Fortunately, the girls' original purpose was the seaside, so they chose to stay not far from the sea.

Originally, they didn't have to use mobile armor to cross the streets so high-profile, the transport vehicle would have secretly sent them to their destination. Unfortunately, someone's tiger mom's overly aggressive transportation method made the transport vehicle temporarily unusable.

Qiao Weini just shrugged and said that she was only responsible for transportation and how to use it was their business.

The pizza parlor was busy at the moment. The transport vehicles were not only carrying the girls' mobile armors, but also the logistics teams for the armors and the Gattuso family's operations specialists.

The pizza shop was converted into a temporary base, and specialists in black suits were on guard outside with guns... although it was inappropriate to use guns against an enemy like Omega.

The snowflakes could not hide the busyness here. Qiao Weini, as the highest person in charge of this temporary base, stood on the quickly built control platform and enthusiastically directed everyone.

Chen Motong looked sideways, his eyes lingering on the fierce woman for a while. This fierce woman was not a derogatory term, but she really was commanding everyone like a tigress... Although saying this didn't sound like a compliment.

The reason why she paid so much attention to Qiao Weini, apart from the fact that she was Lu Mingfei's mother, was probably because she was somewhat similar to herself. Chen Motong thought that she was also a woman like a tigress.

After looking around twice, he found that there seemed to be nothing he could do. Chen Motong shrugged and stood up, went to the kitchen and got another pizza. Anyway, this was Gattuso's house, so he would take it if he didn't.

Taking a glass of iced Coke, she quietly returned to her original seat and quietly enjoyed her pizza and Coke.

Amidst the busy crowd, the crimson-haired girl ate her pizza with a relaxed look. This was nothing to worry about, after all, a restaurant is a place to eat. However, she acted as if the busyness in the store, the panic in the city outside, and the battle in the sky had nothing to do with her.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Chen Motong believes that there should not be many things in this world that can make her emotional.

...Except for the blond man in front of him.

"Finally he left." The man who appeared here at some unknown time seemed to be relieved, and then smiled, "If he stayed a little longer, I probably wouldn't be able to hide anymore. With his current level of evolution, it would be very disadvantageous for me to face him."

It can be seen that he was avoiding Lu Mingfei and didn't want to meet him.

A magical scene happened. The people in the pizza shop were still busy, as if they didn't notice the man who suddenly appeared.

This is very unreasonable, because the man in front of him has the same face as Pompey Gattuso. These logistics staff or specialists from Gattuso's family will definitely come up and say hello when they see him.

But Chen Motong knew that he was not Pompey Gattuso and did not need these people to greet him.

"You don't seem surprised by my appearance?" The man looked at the expressionless Chen Motong and asked in surprise, "I can't forget your fear and hatred for me when I took away your mother's soul."

He suddenly smiled and said, "At that time, you were just like an angry little tiger, angry but overestimating your own capabilities."

Chen Motong took back what she said before. Sure enough, there were still many things in this world that could make her emotional. She pulled out the Desert Eagle hidden under the table, held it in both hands and fired.

The gun belonged to Lucrecia, who brought it with her when she got off the car. As the favorite gun of the eldest daughter of the Gattuso family, this gun is naturally not a common mass-produced product on the market. Based on Omega and dragon, this gun has undergone extremely violent transformation and is almost a small hand cannon.

Its power can pierce through the armor of Omega and the scales of dragons... Of course, that's all. It's not feasible to try to severely damage big guys like Omega and dragons with a pistol. Otherwise, what's the need for mobile armor?
However, this is also the most powerful weapon Chen Motong can find.

The recoil of the gun almost threw Chen Motong out. Among the mixed-bloods, she was one of those who had excellent bloodline but relatively low physical fitness. However, she still knew the most basic aiming and shooting.

After the deafening gunshot, the sound of the bullet falling on the table was so crisp. The man smiled and pulled the gun out of Chen Motong's hand, crushed it casually and threw it aside: "Okay, take it back, you are still that little tiger, and you still overestimate your own abilities."

The strange force pulled Chen Motong back to her seat, and what was even stranger was that the people in the store were still busy with their own things. No one noticed the loud gunshot and the noise of her falling out.

She originally thought that they couldn't see the man in front of them, but now it seems that she doesn't exist in their cognition either.

Chen Motong hated this feeling very much. This feeling that she could see other people but others couldn't see her made her very unhappy and even a little angry... The feeling of being forgotten by the world is probably something that no one wants to experience.

"Don't make that expression. How about we chat?" The man smiled at Chen Motong again. He glanced at Qiao Weini in the store and said softly, "Let's talk about the Nibelungen Project. Do you think that even humans can think of something? Can we think of it?"

He calmly stated the fact that he was not human, and scoffed at the secret party's Nibelungen plan to revive the hybrid race.

"What do you want to say?" Chen Motong asked coldly. She still had no expression on her face, but she could no longer hope to escape, so she decided to be a wise guy, which made the man laugh again.

He said: "What I want to say is that the Nibelungen Project is nothing more than something that we have abandoned. Isn't it funny that humans pin their hopes on it to save the world?"

Then, he put away his smile, sighed and said: "...But why did they succeed?"

"It sounds like your own plan failed." Chen Motong said sarcastically.

The man didn't care about her attitude. He shook his head and said with some regret: "I once placed my hopes on Lucrecia, but unfortunately she was not born as Caesar."

"Lucretia is the product of your plan? But she is the child of Pompeii and Gulveg, you are not qualified to judge her!" Chen Motong answered angrily. She hated the tone of someone treating a person as one's own property.

The man glanced at Chen Motong. He did not feel angry at her anger. Instead, he found it a little funny. "Her parents were born because of me. She has my blood flowing in her veins. She is my daughter. This is a fact that cannot be changed no matter how much you object."

Chen Motong was suddenly stunned. What the man said was beyond her expectations, and probably beyond everyone's expectations. She knew what the Gattuso family was planning, and she also knew what huge secret Lucrecia was hiding.

But she didn't expect that this secret would shock her to the point where she was speechless...Lucretia was the daughter of the Dragon King.

The blond man never revealed his identity, but there were only a few beings at the top of this world. He was undoubtedly a noble Dragon King.

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The Dragon King looked at Chen Motong again, his noble eyes covered with golden meaning were full of regret and coldness: "Similarly, you who were supposed to be born for Caesar were not put to use."

The look in his eyes, as if he was looking at an object, an expired object that was about to be thrown into the trash, made Chen Motong furious. This man killed her mother and wanted to use her to achieve some unspeakable purpose.

Then, after all his plans came to nothing, he ran to her and told her calmly that her existence was worthless...

"Then why did you come here?" Chen Motong stared at the blond dragon king.

There is no doubt that he is one of Lu Mingfei's enemies. Even if he has a lot of free time now, he should think about how to make things difficult for Lu Mingfei. It is a waste of time to deliberately run to her just to tell her that you are worthless.

"There's no special reason." The Dragon King smiled softly, "It just suddenly occurred to me that there's a way for you to demonstrate some more value."

Chen Motong asked coldly: "What do you want to do?"

The Dragon King did not answer immediately, but looked into the shop, his gaze resting on the fierce and aggressive temporary supreme commander.

He looked at Qiao Weini and said playfully, "The boy's existence shocked me. Simple human, dragon, or even angel cannot be used to describe him. But..."

He paused and smiled slightly: "Such a being was conceived by a human. Let me think, in human mythology, who was the last great being born by humans?"

"You want to say that he is the savior?" Chen Motong knew what he was talking about.

"I don't know if he is the savior, but some people do hope that he can save the world." The Dragon King said softly, and then suddenly laughed out loud, "But can he really save a world that even we can't save?"

Chen Motong was indifferent. The Dragon King's casual ridicule revealed a desperate fact. It seemed that this world was hopeless...

"So I'm curious." The Dragon King continued, "What kind of attitude does a savior-like existence like this have towards the parents who gave birth to him, or the girls he loves?"

There was a faint golden light in his eyes: "For example, these women who are very important to him in our opinion are in crisis..."

"If that happens, you will die miserably." Chen Motong said silently, "He will destroy your body, extract your soul, and then grind it away bit by bit until you can't bear it anymore and ask him to kill you."

"You really understand him." The Dragon King looked at Chen Motong in surprise, then continued with a smile, "Of course I know what you said, and I also understand that the price of angering him is something I cannot afford now."

He looked at Chen Motong with a slight smile on his face, but his words were so cold: "This is your chance to show your final value. Do you think that after you are in danger, he will come to save you at all costs?"

Yes... Chen Motong only dared to say this in her heart, but now she couldn't guarantee it. He had saved her several times, so desperately, but what about her? She didn't recognize him.

Chen Motong leaned on the back of the chair, raised her head, and silently looked at the lights above. She said nothing, did nothing, like a puppet, with her soul hollowed out.

The Dragon King felt a little bored watching him like this. He would rather see Chen Motong arguing with him angrily, or resisting desperately. He sighed and summoned a black coffin, wanting to put the soulless girl into it.

But when he stood up, Chen Motong suddenly looked at him, her crimson eyes flashing with faint sarcasm: "... before that, don't you say hello to your brothers and sisters?"

As she finished her words, her shadow under the light continued to extend backwards, transforming into a wolf that seemed to be able to devour the sky, roaring silently at the golden-haired dragon king in front of her.

The only one who dares to roar at the Dragon King at the top of the world is another Dragon King.

"You really gave me a surprise..." The golden-haired dragon king looked at the giant wolf that was roaring at him in surprise, and said faintly, "Fenrir, you know that among all my brothers and sisters, I hate you the most."

"Because in the myths written by humans, you eventually died at his hands?" A clear voice came from the third dragon king, Jörmungandr, who was eating ice cream with a noble golden light in his eyes. "Odin, after so many years, you still make me hate you so much."

(End of this chapter)