Chapter 313: Odin is a good person. He died without saying a word
Chu Zihang wants revenge. This is his obsession, his destiny, and an unrelenting fight engraved deep in his soul.
Lu Mingfei understood this determination, so he stood silently outside the storm. Even though Chu Zihang was repeatedly repelled by Odin's magic spear, with his bones broken and blood spilled all night long, he never intervened.
This is Chu Zihang's unique battle of revenge.
But even though they were fighting, this damned Odin actually wanted to kill him, so Lu Mingfei had to stand up and help his brother.
You can hit, but you can't kill.
That’s the bottom line.
The injury to Lu Mingfei can be cured and he will be back to normal in the blink of an eye.
Even if Lu Mingfei was killed, there would be no way to find the way to the underworld to rescue him.
Kungunir, the divine spear that is sure to hit the target in Norse mythology, will penetrate fate once it is thrown. No defense, dodge, or even the barrier of time can change the outcome of it piercing the target.
It represents absolute "hit" and is the ultimate judgment of the King of Gods on all things.
However, Lu Mingfei is not among them.
He is the most powerful monster in the world, and even God cannot judge him.
Since Odin has thrown out the unavoidable "cause and effect", he will respond with the peerless "sharpness" that is enough to cut off the cause and effect!
The collision of the two divine weapons is a confrontation between rules, and the ultimate contest between "must hit" and "cut off".
After the collision, Odin retreated, while Lu Mingfei stood still.
Odin, the local tyrant who had the home advantage, failed to suppress Lu Mingfei, the fierce dragon from across the river.
Because this has never been Odin's home ground.
He simply stole a piece of territory, built a false kingdom of the dead and hid behind the scenes to plot.
But Lu Mingfei is different, this is his motherland, his hometown, this is his territory!
Releasing his hand on Chu Zihang's back, Lu Mingfei patted his shoulder:
"Brother, your turn is over. It's my turn next."
As he said that, he opened an umbrella and handed it to Eri, telling her to stay where she was and not move, and then he walked past Chu Zihang and walked ahead.
There, rotten bones covered the road surface of the viaduct. In the rising sea of fog in the distance, the King of the Dead had recalled his spear and was looking into the distance with his one eye.
“Puha——”
Finkel used all his strength to pull away the greedy Kili who was pressing on him. His bronze skin and muscles as strong as a silverback gorilla gradually returned to their original state. His fair skin was covered with bruises and an unhealthy flush flashed across his face. The slightest movement produced clear and crisp sounds from his bone joints, causing him to grimace.
But when he noticed Odin eyeing him from the side and Lu Mingfei raising his hand to recall the white jade bone sword, Finkel realized that a battle was about to begin in which he could not intervene, and even if he watched too close he might be crushed to death by the aftermath, so he quickly got up and ran towards the toll station.
When passing by Lu Mingfei, he did not forget to cheer him on, asking him to beat Odin to his knees.
Just as he stepped into the area behind Lu Mingfei, he heard a whisper that was almost blown away by the wind. Then the weakness and pain in his body suddenly began to subside. The bones that were overloaded by the strong muscles no longer wailed, and the injuries on his strong upper body exposed to the air were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Finkel felt the changes in his body and felt that today's battle was not in vain.
Seeing the little red-haired girl beside the car looking at him, he did not forget to pick up half of the rag cloak from the ground and put it on to cover his body.
After Lu Mingfei cast a healing spell on Finkel, he walked slowly towards Odin. He made a sword flower with the Kusanagi sword, and the dark clouds that gathered in the sky again started to drizzle, but not even a drop of rain could touch him.
Odin remained silent, and Lu Mingfei also spoke, as if he was determined to carry out his previous harsh words and beat Odin to death.
The two monsters stared at each other, and the extremely depressing atmosphere almost froze the falling raindrops.
The newly landed ravens did not dare to make loud noises, for fear of disturbing the battle that their master had been looking forward to for a long time.
They flapped their wings and left Odin's shoulders, circling high in the sky.
The heavily armored Lord of the Dead moved.
He swung his spear and stepped forward, the tip of the dead wood tearing the ground, bringing up a flame that could not be extinguished.
The heavy metal boots made a powerful clanging sound as they stepped on the ground. The body, so huge that one could only look up to it, exuded a strong sense of majesty, like a slowly advancing tsunami. Just a glance from him was enough to make one breathless.
Finkel, wrapped in a rag cloak, stood beside Chu Zihang. He saw Odin's movement from afar. Even at such a long distance, he couldn't help but be amazed. He wondered how Chu Zihang could suppress the fear that came from his biological instinct and swing his sword at such an extremely powerful being.
But when he lowered his gaze to the young man who even had to avoid the rain, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, there is a better one here.
Lu Mingfei walked forward slowly, with the tip of his sword hanging to the ground, drawing a long and thin ripple in the water.
His steps were loose and his posture was casual, as if he was not heading towards a life-and-death duel, but just taking a stroll after dinner.
But those burning golden eyes locked onto Odin, with raging lava flowing deep in those pupils.
Just as the two were running in both directions, the distance between them was only fifty meters...
Odin moved.
The tip of the dead wood gun was suddenly raised, and a hideous gully appeared on the ground, and pale flames spread along the crack.
His steps were as heavy as the beating of a war drum, and every step of his metal boots shattered the road surface within a radius of several meters.
The spear was as light as a feather in his hand. The tip of the spear made a ghostly scream as it cut through the rain, heading straight for Lu Mingfei's throat!
Lu Mingfei did not block, he did not know swordsmanship at all. The Murasakibara sword in his hand was more like a machete. He gripped the handle with both hands and chopped Kungunir with great force!
"clang--!!!"
The loud sound of metal clashing shattered the rain curtain, and the shock wave instantly dispersed the accumulated water within a radius of ten meters.
Lu Mingfei cut off Odin's thrust with a sword, and the dead wood spear and the bone sword made clear clanging sounds at the same time.
Odin narrowed his one eye slightly, he put away his gun and stepped back, turning the gun barrel at his waist, and the butt of the gun swept towards Lu Mingfei's waist like a poisonous scorpion's tail.
This change of move was incredibly fast, and the tail of the gun tore through the air with an explosive sound.
Lu Mingfei turned his wrist and forcibly retracted the sword Kusanagi, then slashed it upwards. The sword tip collided with the butt of the gun, sparks flew, and the two magical weapons separated at the touch.
But Lu Mingfei was more flexible thanks to the sword Murasakibara, and he quickly drew back the sword and stabbed straight forward. The armor on Odin's body alone could not withstand the sharpness of the sword Murasakibara and his huge power.
“Crash——”
However, Odin turned over, and the tattered wind cloak behind him blocked his vision while bringing with it a sharp gust of wind. Lu Mingfei stabbed the air with his sword, and with a "swish" sound, the long bone sword tore the wind cloak apart.
The crack suddenly expanded, exposing the view, but what Lu Mingfei saw was not Odin's burly armored figure, but a bone spear shining with dark golden light.
Kungunir turned into a dark golden lightning and rushed over, and the tip of the gun tore through the air with a sharp scream.
The shot was so fast that it was beyond the limits of human reaction, but the path of the shot was extremely tricky, blocking all angles of dodging.
But Lu Mingfei didn't need to hide at all.
"clang!"
Suddenly, a dazzling spark exploded in the rain, and the sword of Ama-Kusan pressed down with a devastating force, accurately hitting the tip of Kungunir's spear three inches away.
The loud sound of the metal collision made the surrounding raindrops stop. Odin only felt an unimaginable force coming from the gun barrel, which made his arms numb and the metal wrist guards groan.
"Too slow! My daughter can play whack-a-mole faster than you!"
Lu Mingfei sneered, turned his wrist, and the tip of the sword slashed along the gun barrel towards Odin's gun-holding fingers. This change of move was so fast that it almost turned into an afterimage.
Every spearman is familiar with the method of dealing with this kind of attack from a gunman, and Odin is a god who has experienced many battles. He almost instinctively flips the spear shaft and presses it down to block, and the spear shaft and sword blade are pressed against each other without moving at all.
It looks like a wrestling match, but it is not.
Odin suddenly stretched out his other hand, and his five fingers like hooks grabbed Lu Mingfei's sword-holding wrist, trying to snatch this peerless divine weapon.
However, Lu Mingfei didn't buy it at all. He freed his left hand and punched Odin in the face!
This punch was plain and simple, but it was so fast that even the air produced a sonic boom!
"Bang!"
Odin was forced to change his tactics and stretched out his big hand to block the fist.
But Lu Mingfei's fist changed direction strangely in mid-air and hit Kungunir hard. Taking advantage of the moment when his balance was broken, he raised his leg and delivered a fierce knee strike to Odin's crotch.
“Hiss——” In the distance, Finkel took a breath of cold air and subconsciously clamped his legs together: “This, this, this, this… is too brutal!”
Odin hastily raised his leg to block, and the metal shin guard collided with Lu Mingfei's knee, making a teeth-grinding dull sound.
The two of them leaped back at the same time, creating a distance of several meters between them.
Lu Mingfei landed steadily, with a sarcastic arc on the corner of his mouth.
He shook his wrist, and the Tiancongyun sword drew a graceful arc in the rain, pointing the tip of the sword directly at Odin, and finally couldn't help but say a slut: "That's it? Grandma Liu next door beat her grandson with a rolling pin and she's more energetic than you!"
As if angered by this provocation, there was a sudden roar of thunder in the sky.
Odin raised his spear high above his head, with the tip pointing toward the sky.
A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket struck down and wrapped around Kungunir, and the gun body was suddenly surrounded by lightning.
Odin stepped forward and shot out his spear like a dragon.
The speed of this shot was beyond the limit of human vision. Everyone present only saw a blinding flash of lightning tearing through the rain curtain and heading straight for Lu Mingfei's heart!
However, Lu Mingfei narrowed his golden eyes slightly, and did not dodge or evade. He held the sword with both hands and faced the lightning with a simple and unpretentious heavy strike!
"boom--!!!"
Amidst the deafening explosion, lightning exploded on the sword's edge. But shockingly, the current that was enough to turn an ordinary person into charcoal disappeared without a trace the moment it touched the Kusanagi sword.
A hint of surprise flashed across Odin's one eye, but his fighting instinct made him change his tactics immediately.
The tip of the gun shook strangely, bypassed the sword edge and stabbed at Lu Mingfei's heart again. This shot was extremely tricky and almost blocked all angles of dodging.
But the person who was shot did something that shocked the whole audience!
Lu Mingfei simply let go of the sword and let it fall. At the same time, he moved sideways to avoid the tip of the gun and grabbed the gun barrel with both hands like iron clamps!
Chu Zihang's eyes froze for a moment, while Finkel looked surprised: "Oh my god, what was that?!"
The next moment, the answer was revealed.
Lu Mingfei exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and lifted up Odin with his spear, and threw him out like a javelin!
And at the moment Odin flew out, he added a fierce kick, kicking away the opponent's hand that was trying to seize the sword of Ame no Murasakibara.
Chu Zihang opened his mouth and was speechless again, but this time he was not speechless.
Instead, he was stunned and speechless by this fighting style that did not rely on sophisticated skills but purely on absolute strength to crush the opponent.
After throwing Odin out, Lu Mingfei caught the falling Kusanagi sword and looked up at the King of the Dead who was about to fly out of the viaduct.
Odin adjusted his posture in the air, his tattered cloak rustling. The runes on his bronze mask suddenly lit up, causing him to strangely hover in the air just as he was about to fly off the viaduct. His one eye looked down at Lu Mingfei from above.
He raised his spear high and silently summoned thunder, as if to bring down divine punishment on Lu Mingfei.
However, Lu Mingfei just smiled contemptuously and snapped his fingers:
"No glues!"
As these words of StarCraft secret were spoken, the thunderclouds that had gathered in the sky suddenly dissipated, and Odin fell like a puppet with its strings cut.
Although he reacted quickly and landed lightly on the steel guardrail without falling into the endless darkness below, the loss of composure at that moment was real after all.
His dignity as a god had been completely torn apart.
"I like this sentence very much." Lu Mingfei raised his sword and pointed it at Odin, "In the world of dragons, the battle between kings can only end with blood on the sword!"
"So, you are the king?"
As if responding to this provocation, Odin slowly stood up and pulled out a pitch-black iron sword from his back.
The sword is engraved with ancient runes, giving off an ominous aura.
“You also want to cosplay the dual-wielding Berserker Gandalf?!” Lu Mingfei curled his lips with disdain in his eyes.
Odin assumed a fighting stance, with his spear pointed to the ground and his iron sword across his chest.
The next second, his figure suddenly blurred, and only the twisted and deformed steel guardrail remained in its place!
“Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!”
The sound of metal clashing rang out like a rainstorm, and Odin turned into a dark whirlwind. His spears and swords intertwined into a web of death.
The spear is used to attack the upper part, while the iron sword is used to attack the lower part. The two weapons cooperate perfectly, and every strike goes straight to the vital point.
Lu Mingfei remained calm.
He held the sword in both hands and responded with the most basic slashing and blocking techniques. Although he was using a long sword and performing knife techniques, his terrifying speed and strength made each of his strikes powerful and irresistible to the constraints of the weapon.
The sword Ama Murasakibara seemed to have life in his hands, sometimes as powerful and heavy as a giant axe, sometimes as strong and majestic as a giant axe.
No matter how fancy you are, I can break them all with my own strength!
Don’t ask, the answer is that a strong effort will make miracles happen!
"This is too fast!" Finkel rubbed his eyes. He could no longer see the two people's movements. He could only see a series of sparks blooming in the rain.
Chu Zihang's face was solemn. All signs of his dragon transformation had disappeared, and he turned back into the cold and wealthy man. However, the price he paid was that his super strong physical fitness and five senses brought by the blood burst were weakened, and he could only see the afterimages in the fight.
These two people actually reached a speed comparable to that of Fujiwara Nobunosuke when he opened time zero by relying on their pure physical speed!
Eri was undoubtedly the one with the highest bloodline among the three people present. She widened her rosy red eyes and watched Lu Mingfei block and counterattack with ease in Odin's torrential attack. He even taunted her with the lingering emotion. She couldn't help but sigh in a low voice:
"Sakura is amazing!"
If it were her, she would have been beaten to a pulp and would have called for Sakura and her brother to come to the rescue.
The battle became increasingly intense. Odin's spear and sword attacks became faster and faster. A golden light shone brightly in his one eye, and a bloody mist oozed from the gaps in his armor.
Seeing this, Lu Mingfei was not sure whether Odin was overdrawing the puppet's body or something else, so he quickened his attack and added another third of his strength.
Suddenly, he seized a flaw, and the Kusanagi sword cut into the gap between the iron sword and the spear at an incredible angle, and slashed Odin's breastplate with one sword!
"boom!"
The breastplate made of fine gold shattered, revealing the jet-black leather armor underneath.
Lu Mingfei took advantage of the situation and did not show any mercy. He turned his sword and slashed horizontally again.
Odin raised his gun to block, but saw Lu Mingfei suddenly change his tactics, and raised the tip of his sword, hitting his iron sword!
“clang!”
The iron sword flew out of his hand and pierced deeply into the concrete pillar in the distance.
Before Odin could react, Lu Mingfei had already kicked him on the knee with a whip kick, causing the metal greave to dent and deform, and the god almost fell to one knee.
"It's over!" Lu Mingfei said coldly.
The sword of Ame-no-Kurokumo was raised high, and it slashed down with the force of splitting the world apart!
Odin raised his spear to block, but the power of this sword was far beyond imagination. Kungunir was bent and deformed, but the sword's force remained and hit Odin's shoulder armor heavily!
The refined gold armor shattered like paper, revealing the shattered dragon scales and torn shoulders underneath.
"boom!"
Odin could no longer support his broken leg due to the huge force and he suddenly knelt on one knee.
Lu Mingfei grabbed the gun with one hand, pulled Odin's unbalanced body over, and kicked him with a whip kick.
"Bang!!!"
This kick landed solidly on Odin's face, causing his bronze mask to explode. The heavily armored body of the god flew backwards like a cannonball, and his armor rubbed and collided with the asphalt road as he rolled, causing fragments to fly continuously.
The final crash was deafening, as Odin's body slammed heavily onto the corpse of the eight-legged Pegasus, which had long since turned into a dark golden skeleton. The huge impact crushed the skeleton into powder, and black and white smoke rose into the sky, like a salute for the funeral of a god.
The rumbling thunder in the sky gradually subsided, and the rain, which was not heavy to begin with, became even more lenient. The inky black sky quietly faded, revealing a melancholy dark blue, as if this kingdom of the dead was mourning for its master.
Lu Mingfei raised his sword and swung it lightly, and the smoke and dust in the distance dissipated.
Finkel peered around from a distance for a moment, making sure there was no danger, then he took out his DV camera and ran over like a paparazzi trying to grab the headlines.
Chu Zihang and Huili followed closely behind, following the furrows plowed by Odin and approaching. They saw the King of the Dead with twisted limbs and broken armor, looking like a dead dog. Lu Mingfei was raising his hand to tear off the mask that seemed to be welded to "Odin's" face.
Under the mask was a white male face as pale as a death, with his right eye sewn shut with black thread. His facial features were not distorted by the kick just now, and one could still see that he was much more handsome than an ordinary person.
At this moment, the golden flame in his one eye had dimmed, blood was flowing from his seven orifices, his breathing had stagnated, and his chest was no longer rising or falling.
Finkel took photos from various angles, then reached out to check his breath and pulse, and confirmed:
"Brother, you beat him to death."
"He was still a man. He didn't make a sound until he died." Lu Mingfei nodded slightly.
Chu Zihang was a little speechless as he looked at his lips which were also sewn together with thick black thread, but he didn't express any opinion in the end.
Fortunately, it was not a familiar Asian face under the mask.
He was worried at first, but after seeing Odin's overly strong physique, he was sure that it couldn't be that man.
He just regained his composure and looked around the vast land of the dead, Nibelung, with his brows furrowed into a shape of a "川" (river).
If Dad wasn't here, where would he be?
Will he be like this puppet, being put on a mask and sent to other countries to carry out some unspeakable killing mission?
(End of this chapter)
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