Starting from the Dragon Tribe

That day, she woke up.

She was born with memories, but she blended into human society.

By chance, she met the man who came to the city wearing a black trench coat and carrying the eggs of the Black King Nidhogg.

She also discovered that the man was investigating Odin and even made a lot of progress.

She wanted to get close to the other party, but she could only get close to the other party's son.

She and the boy went to the same school and went to the same cram school after school. They did homework together and learned piano together.

She pleased the little human boy, but the little boy was always cold, and she didn't know why he had been so cool since he was a child.

She observed each other for many years and gradually forgot her original intention.

Later, the boy got the mark of Odin. She could be the leader of the dance group, the cheerleader, or...

She used many identities, but no matter what, the boy seemed not interested in her.

Is it competitiveness?

It must be, right?

Otherwise, why would I keep hanging around him meaninglessly?

Do you want to... win back the victory?

Finally one day she understood that she had been observing this boy for too long and she would care about his every move and his joys and sorrows.

She silently observed the boy in the crowd, watching him shoot baskets alone on the basketball court, watching him stand in front of the window for hours watching the rain, watching him finish school alone, clean the house alone, and play piano alone. Practice piano in the room.

She couldn't find any gossipy highlights in the boy's life. It was boring and just made people feel... very lonely.

She thought the boy was very good at pretending to be cool, always cold and never smiling, but she found that she didn't dislike him.

Because she is just like the boy, separated by the coming and going of people, the observer and the observed are the same.

She finally understood why she was willing to keep observing something that was so boring.

Since she woke up, she has been observing this boy her whole life.

If you have been accompanying that person all your life, how could you let him... die?

If companionship is the longest confession of love, I have been sent countless times... Is the good guy stuck?

Looking at the spear passing through the torrent of flames and the boy's unyielding struggle against fate, she subconsciously moved.

If Chu Zihang is stabbed, he will... die, right?

boom--

Xia Mi opened his eyes again and saw Chu Zihang's eyes were red and he was holding himself with trembling hands, with only panic in his eyes.

Finally, I no longer have facial paralysis.

She forced out her usual playful smile and said, "Finally... regained a victory."

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and he looked at the girl's flawless pretty face in the dim light. For a moment, he suddenly felt a headache, and he remembered many things.

The one who goes to the aquarium with him, goes to the movies with him, eats with him, does yoga behind him in the summer...

Countless memories flashed away in his mind, and the faces of those girls gradually overlapped, settling on the face of the girl in his arms.

"It seems... there was a mistake..."

Xia Mi's voice became smaller and smaller. As her vitality weakened, her power also decreased, and the seal on Chu Zihang's memory was gradually lifted.

Come to think of it, it's really... a lost dragon.

In the end, he was reminded of it.

"Xia Mi! Xia Mi! Don't sleep, wait for me to think of a solution!"

Chu Zihang shouted, the "Gangnir" on Xia Mi's chest was gone. It was a fiction. After hitting the enemy, it disappeared with the dream spirit, but the characteristic damage it caused was still there.

Xia Mi's chest was not bleeding at all at this time, but was burnt black. The energy seemed to be spreading to all directions, killing the life in the girl's body step by step.

Chu Zihang picked up Xia Mi and kept muttering "Wait for me to think of a solution", but he didn't know what to do at all.

Zero ran over at this time and was shocked when he saw this scene.

She couldn't believe that Xia Mi would actually rush to block the gun and eat Gungnir forcefully in this dream. Even if it was a fake, it could still kill her. Even if she was the first generation, she couldn't get away with it.

"Looking for Lu Mingfei, yes, looking for Lu Mingfei!"

Chu Zihang's eyes flashed with light. He found that Xia Mi had a strong vitality and was working hard to fight against the force of death. If he could find Lu Mingfei, he would definitely be able to rescue Xia Mi!

"Senior brother... look at the sky, Lu Mingfei is already at the finish line."

Zero said, "Xia Mi can probably last ten minutes, and we don't know if we can survive the next wave of dream spirits."

Chu Zihang's face was covered with blue and black scales, and his voice was low, "Junior sister, take care of Xia Mi, I will buy time."

…………

Lu Mingfei finally reached a distance of only two meters from the cross, but seemed to have encountered a natural chasm. Qiao Weini tried several times but could not find the way.

He looked up and saw that in the environment where Senior Brother Chu was, "Odin" used Gangnir to penetrate Xia Mi, and he was extremely worried.

On the other side, the enemy in front of Senior Brother Lu and Senior Sister Uesugi was even more outrageous. It was an indomitable fire giant, the mythical Shirter. Even Senior Brother Lu and Senior Sister Lu were being chased all over the map at this time.

He didn't think that Senior Brother Lu couldn't beat that guy. Senior Brother Lu was probably conserving his strength because there was a real God King outside waiting to reap the benefits.

It seems that the only one who can save everyone now is himself.

what do I do?

"Mom" seems to have no way forward.

Lu Mingfei started to panic. Do we want to trade?

Want to trade? ?

Just as he gritted his teeth and was about to call Lu Mingze, he suddenly felt a nudge from behind.

He turned around as he took a step forward and saw the shadow of a blond girl with an encouraging smile on her face.

He wanted to ask loudly who you were, but when he stood still, the girl had disappeared.

The distortion within a few meters of radius seemed to be lifted, and he was able to walk to the cross.

"Thanks."

Lu Mingfei said to the air.

When he finished speaking, he heard another sigh in the air.

"You are still the same as before, helping at the last minute..."

That was Lu Mingze's voice, but Lu Mingfei didn't see him.

Lu Mingfei walked to the boy's body and looked at the Gangnir that stabbed into his chest.

Behind him are the shouts of countless people in the haven, some are scolding, some are advising, and some are begging...

He looked back and saw that the tall old people in the committee all had distorted faces. They almost knelt down and begged themselves not to draw their guns.

Lu Mingfei sighed slightly, it turns out that the truth is so ugly...

There was only one person who didn't speak, that was Giovanni. She just smiled quietly, just like the long-distance running race in his memory.

Mom cheers herself up, encourages herself, and waits for herself at the finish line.

Now he has come to the end again, a different end.

"Why should mom help me?"

Before drawing his gun, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but ask.

"Isn't it natural for a mother to help her son?"

Giovanni smiled.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a little sore at the corners of his eyes, "But you..."

Qiao Weini interrupted Lu Mingfei, "I know, but I exist with these memories. I think you are my son, and I am willing to be your mother."

Lu Mingfei placed his hand ten centimeters away from Ganggnir, "...will my mother disappear after I pull out the gun?"

Giovanni just nodded.

"I……"

Lu Mingfei stopped talking.

"Don't hesitate, draw your gun, be as determined as you were when you crossed the line."

What Giovanni was talking about was that five-kilometer long-distance run. Obviously this memory was false to both of them, but at this moment it seemed to have become real.

Lu Mingfei retracted his hand, and under Qiao Weini's surprised gaze, turned around and hugged her.

"Thank you...for being my mother."

Qiao Weini hugged Lu Mingfei and caressed Lu Mingfei's head with her hands, with a gentle smile on her lips: "Silly boy, I am... thank you for being willing to call me mom."

Lu Mingfei felt a sense of sourness rushing into the corners of his eyes, but he still held it back, hugged her for a few seconds, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, mom."

He and Giovanni separated. The golden eyes under the mask were firm. He walked up to Gangnir and took a deep breath.

Mom said, if you pull out the gun, you will die.

He was scared but mentally prepared.

He has received so much help from everyone, and his friends are fighting bloody battles. He is the only one who can break the situation.

Mom and Dad, can I be considered a glorious dragon-slaying warrior like this?

Click——click——

The sound of cracking sounded in Lu Mingfei's hand. He held Ganggnir's hand. The skin had turned into charcoal and was cracking and falling off with the force.

The black cracks continued to spread up his arm, bringing with it heartbreaking pain.

Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth and did not cry out. He took out a small mirror from his chest with his other hand and said in a deep voice with fierceness, "Lu Mingfei, don't die!"

His clothes were burned, and charcoal-like cracks spread to his chest, neck, and face covered by the mask.

No one can imagine the pain he was going through at this time.

The shouts of the surrounding Haven crowd reached a climax, echoing continuously in the church.

It's like the crazy shouts of believers, or the desperate cry before the devil is about to come.

"ah--"

Lu Mingfei finally couldn't help but scream in pain, but at the same time he also exhaled loudly, and the mythical spear finally moved.

It was pulled out inch by inch from the boy's body.

Boom——

Thunder broke out and the earth trembled.

This is like a scene from a myth. The devil pulled out the cornerstone of the town, and from then on... the world was turned upside down!

Everything around is cracking, and dream spirits are roaring and wailing. They rely on this Nibelung to exist. If they wake up from the dream, they will fall silent.

"Son, mother loves you..."

The moment the spear was drawn out, Lu Mingfei vaguely heard Qiao Weini's words in his ears.

Click——click——

Like a mirror shattering, everything around it is collapsing.

In the scene of world destruction, only the boy who was crucified on the cross remained motionless, and he opened his eyes.

Those golden eyes were more dazzling than any dragon or person Lu Mingfei had ever seen, as if the only one in the world was the devil, Satan, and the Supreme!

wake up.

The spear broke away from Lu Mingfei's hand and returned to the boy's hand. The injury on his chest was visibly healed.

The struggle between life and death is finally over, and this mythical spear has a new owner.

The boy stretched his body, and the cross behind his back disappeared. He was suspended in mid-air, looking coldly at the enemy in the distance.

The fragments of the world were flying around like snowflakes, the wails of dream spirits were obscured by the cold wind of Siberia, and the two gods in heaven and earth looked at each other across the lonely world.

Lu Mingfei's body gradually recovered under the effect of the spirit of words. He looked at the awakened boy in shock. He was a little strange and a little familiar. This was really Lu Mingze! ?

Is he the brother who will stand in front of him with a smile on his face?

He looked like a mythical emperor!

The boy was seen pulling Gangnir backwards with one hand, with a mocking smile on his lips, "Give it back to you!"

As the words fell, a thunderous sound erupted in the air, and the fragments of the dream were cut open, like a ray of light, passing through like a meteor, carrying the wind of death and the judgment of fate!

Standing on the top of the iceberg, the God King rides an eight-legged horse. The lava-like eyes under the mask are as calm as ever, and the light of the dark golden armor on his body is restrained.

He stood there like the center of the world, with majesty from top to bottom, overwhelming, like an avalanche at the top of the world, sweeping across the world!

He is the King of the Gods, He is Odin!

He...does not dodge or hide.

The spear touched the dark golden armor, and the armor shattered inch by inch, turning into golden fragments all over the sky. Gangnir pierced into the body of the God King!

But the eyes under Odin's mask were still calm. He raised one hand, grabbed the handle of the gun, and slowly pulled out Gungnir. The god spoke: "You win this time."

The God King's voice didn't seem loud, but it reached everyone's ears, even the wind and snow couldn't cover it up.

The boy sneered, "What a bullshit trial!"

After saying that, Lu Mingfei disappeared like a bubble in his shocked expression.

The fragments of the dream fell like snowflakes. On the vast snowfield, there was nothing but a shout.

"Junior brother!"

Chu Zihang hugged Xia Mi and ran in the direction of Lu Mingfei.

At this time, there was another roar and explosion, like the thunder of doomsday, echoing in the empty snowfield.

"Odin——"

The young man on the snow had blood-red mist rising around his body. Black unicorn armor completely covered his body, and black bone spurs sprouted from various joints, expanding and contracting with his breathing.

The strength in the knotted muscles around his body is still growing, as if he is trying to break through the limits of human beings.

Standing next to the boy was a girl with long burgundy hair. Covered by the blood mist, she also had a bit of enchanting beauty, like a demon and enchantress in mythology.

The thunder and lightning in the sky complement each other with the sound of wind and snow, like a rhythmic war song.

It's like a mythical war is about to begin, and even the heavens and the earth are composing music for this epic epic.

Odin held Gangnir in his hand. The wound on his chest had not healed, but it did not bleed. The blood-red spell on the shroud was still there.

"I'm surprised you didn't rush up to me immediately."

The God King's voice did not rise or fall, but it seemed to be filled with emotion.

Lu Chen held the knife in one hand, his face covered with black scales cracked, revealing a set of white teeth, "Don't get me wrong..."

The red mist on his body rose more violently, and his eyes turned red. "I just...want to chop for a while longer."

If the old Schneider were here, he would definitely blame his students for his wrong tactics on the battlefield, and he missed the opportunity to fight.

Lu Chen said that, but he really didn't make a surprise attack when Odin was shot.

No matter what, this is the mythical king of the gods, the strongest opponent he has ever seen.

And it's still... humanoid.

This is the opponent he has most desired in the fourteen years since he started practicing martial arts in his life!

"That's fine, that's fine."

Odin patted Sleipnir underneath him, then stood up from his horse and stood on the snowy field, confronting Lu Chen more than 500 meters away.

But everyone knows that this distance is just fleeting for both parties.

The god-king tore off the wind cloak on his back, and his armor also dissipated, leaving only the thin shroud all over his body.

Rather than being the majestic King of Gods, he looked more like a ghost from hell.

Before the war started, He had already lost an artifact and was destroyed by Gangnir, but He stood there, invisible energy stirring in the snowfield.

The snowflakes fell in the space of a hundred meters around him and disappeared silently, like supreme power and sharp murderous intent.

"Young man, be prepared to accept..."

The divinity in Odin's body was gradually receding. He no longer looked like a god, but a general setting foot on the battlefield of doomsday. His voice was low, and he looked at Lu Chen with a pair of lava-like eyes, "...Finally try Have you practiced?"

"Trial?"

Lu Chen was not surprised that Odin spoke Chinese so fluently. God is always almighty.

He smiled evilly, "Yes, this is a trial, but..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ice beneath his feet lifted up. Eriki jumped away lightly, while the sonic boom still echoed in place.

In the deepest polar night, cyan light shone in the sky, illuminating the red and black stream of light that rushed forward.

boom--

Where the spear and the black blade meet, the sound wave erupts overshadows the thunder in the sky. It is the collision of force and force, the confrontation of skill with skill!

"...It's for you!"

The boy's voice echoed in the snowfield later.

The battle between the God King and the strongest hybrid has finally begun!

On the other side, Fingel panted and ran to Eriki's side, wondering: "Won't Junior Sister go help?"

Eriyi's eyes were shining, and the smile on her lips was a bit doting, "No, this is the fight Godzilla wants to have the most..."

She felt the anger towards Odin in Godzilla, and the unprecedented...excitement after encountering a powerful humanoid enemy!

And the two streams of light fighting each other, one black and one white, both broke through hypersonic speed, and her trial could not be locked. Forcibly releasing the Yanling might even hurt Lu Chen.

This battle was destined to be a feast exclusive to Lu Chen, the pinnacle showdown pursued by warriors.

After she said that, she ran towards the other side with worry on her face.

The moment the Nibelung was lifted, she seemed to see Xia Mi being injured, and Senior Brother Chu rushed towards Lu Mingfei with an anxious look on his face.

And she was also a little worried about the condition of "Junior Brother Lu". Because several dreams were close together, she and Lu Chen both saw the scene where Lu Mingfei drew his gun through the intersection in the air, and their whole bodies seemed to be charred.