The thunder and the fire exploded together, the high temperature evaporated the rain, and the low buildings exploded in an instant after the thunder swept over, and the concrete fragments flew wildly, covering the majestic figure that seemed to be a god and a demon in it.

Dense gunfire rang out, and Caesar threw away his useless submachine gun, glad that he had a habit of carrying a weapon case with him when he got out of the car. But what made him very unhappy was that the armament that the armament department was so proud of was of no use to the guy who was blazing and thundering!

Whether it was a mercury bullet with strong restraint against dragon-blooded creatures, or a high-explosive alchemy bullet that could also cause effective damage to large pure-blooded dragons, they all turned into red molten iron in front of that god and demon. These weapons did not do much damage, except for a slight block from his advancing figure.

Throwing a grenade that might be able to block the opponent's footsteps, Caesar followed Chu Zihang's footsteps into the chaotic alley. An explosion sounded, and the whole road seemed to shake for a moment. He took the time to look back, and the spear like a withered branch poked out of the flames of the explosion, and after a slight wave, whether it was firelight, thunder, or smoke from the explosion, it was like a curtain that had been cut, revealing his majestic figure.

He pulled out Dick Tydo, which was tied to the inside of his sleeve, and his golden eyes stared at the approaching figure behind him and said, "Is this guy the dragon king hiding in this city?"

"Although I don't want to admit it, such a troublesome guy is either a dragon king or a high-level pure-blood dragon disguised as a human." His golden eyes were dyed white by the thunder, and his whole body was bathed in thunder and lightning, and with a wave of his hand, Abbas threw the lightning scroll at the god and demon with the debris on the street.

But like Caesar's counterattack just now, it was of little use except to block him a little.

"By his side, my spirit seems to have been strengthened." His eyes returned to normal, and Abbas smiled bitterly, "But it's useless, my thunder can't shake him in the slightest."

As the mythical name suggests, the user takes the form of a god who punishes sinners with thunder and lightning, and throws down vajra-like lightning bolts that turn enemies into lifeless charcoal.

…… That being said, there is an insurmountable chasm between the half-breed and the dragon king, even if this spirit has a power that even pure-blood dragons fear. He had a record of killing the Dragon King in the Academy's records, but he was not facing a fully formed Dragon King, and after exhausting his strength, he almost succeeded in a sneak attack.

The self-confident former student council president and former president of the Lionheart Club encountered a dragon king-level target after getting off the bus, and was chased like a mouse crossing the street, this joke is not funny no matter how you look at it.

Chu Zihang held Xiao Chu Zihang in one hand and Su Xiaoyan in the other, quickly shuttling through the somewhat complicated alleys. He knew that maybe he was the only one who could resist the guy, but before that, he had to get the two of them, who were young and young himself, to safety.

He led them to a small underground parking lot, looked around, and found nothing like a mirror that reflected the passageway.

He put down Su Xiaoyan and Xiao Chu Zihang, and said to them with a serious face, "Stay here, I'll go get rid of that annoying guy."

"Brother, are you in danger?" Xiao Chu Zihang said with a worried face.

His expression became a little softer, and Chu Zihang replied, "Don't worry, I haven't shown my real skills before."

He stood up, nodded to Su Xiaoyan, who wanted to stop talking, and turned around and went back the way he came. Then in the next second, he was suddenly stopped by Su Xiaoyan.

"You...... Are you Zihang?" Su Xiaoyan asked with some uncertainty, she hugged the little Chu Zihang beside her tightly and said, "Although Chu Tianjiao said that I am usually obsessed with Huhu, but for my son, I should not admit my mistake."

Chu Zihang, who was paused, turned his head and looked at her with a complicated look in his eyes. Dad was right, whether it was when she first met her father, or when she became a wife and mother, or later when she became Mrs. Kuo, she was like a young girl. But like other mothers in the world, she could recognize herself at a glance in the crowd

Son, even if it's an adult he's never met.

"I'll be back soon." Leaving a word, he returned to the ground without looking back.

Another grenade was thrown, and Caesar, who was about to draw his knife, felt a little pat on himself. He turned his head, and Chu Zihang, who had a calm gaze, was standing behind him.

"Do me one thing, protect them." Taking a deep look at him, Chu Zihang's gaze moved to the approaching figure of the god and demon.

「…… What did that woman call you just now?" Caesar looked back at him with the same gaze.

Although there was no way to interfere with the figure bathed in thunder and fire, his speech spirit had always been open, so of course, he heard the conversation between him and Su Xiaoyan.

"Are you...... Chu Zihang?" He asked in some disbelief, a figure that was thought to be a mental abnormality was actually standing in front of him.

"I don't know why you forgot me, but there's one thing I have to tell you." Chu Zihang said softly, "I, and we, don't know a Lionheart President named Abbas."

Ignoring Caesar's questioning gaze, he stepped over the wall of lightning formed by Abbas and stood on the empty road, facing the approaching figure of the god and demon.

"I don't want to ask what you brought me here for, or what you're making a mess of here." Two handfuls of village rain *** on both sides, and the rain that fell from the flames extending on Chu Zihang's body evaporated.

The rising flames ruffled his hair, like burning golden eyes staring at the stopped figure on the other side. Odin also looked at him silently like a burning one-eyed, the thunder and flames that entwined them tore at each other, and the dazzling light from the collision of fields made Caesar and Abbas behind them subconsciously take a step back.

"You don't want to take any further steps!" The cold voice fell, and Chu Zihang's figure disappeared in place.

The iron hooves fell, smashing the concrete floor to pieces, and Fang Tian's halberd slashed through, tearing the air and smashing towards Odin. The spear like a withered branch Kungunir was raised, and the cacophony of the two clashing echoed through the streets.

Caesar and Abbas looked sluggish, and Su Xiaoyan, who was hiding in the corner of the basement and secretly looking here, was the same, only Xiao Chu Zihang's face was excited.

"Sure enough, the brother who fights the monster must be able to transform!"

……

The external spirit base was directly activated from the second stage, the iron hooves were broken, and the strange Chu Zihang pushed Odin and the eight-legged horse under his crotch to retreat. Slamming into the shattered building, the gold in Odin's eyes burned like a flame, and the flames that summoned burned the concrete-poured pillars into deformation.

The pillars supporting the building exploded, and shards of concrete hit the armor of both sides, then exploded into powder under the heat. The whole building shook slightly, and shards of glass that were already in danger fell, and the broken mirror reflected the image of two tall figures fighting.

The eight-legged horse's hooves waved, and the ground cracked, making Chu Zihang's movements a little slack. Odin swung Kungunir, and the seemingly fragile but powerful withered spear swung off, and the unshackled spear was entwined with fire and thunder, colliding with the massive Celestial Halberd once again.

The loud sound of the collision blew away the debris around them, and Odin roared angrily, bursting with a power not inferior to that of the blasphemer. The iron hooves kept falling, and Chu Zihang, who was in the posture of a centaur, stepped on a wider road with Odin riding an eight-legged horse.

The road was cut open, and the shops on both sides of the street were swept away by a storm of hot tornadoes and lightning. The two figures staggered, facing each other from afar, and then stepped on the iron hooves and fought together.

……

Caesar withdrew his incredulous gaze from the distant street, and many of the events of the day made him feel like he was living in a dream.

"Looks like we're caught up in some incredible thing." Abbas looked at the two figures that kept colliding together from a distance, and said with some distraction.

Then, he looked at Caesar, who was a little confused, and said, "You just called him Chu Zihang?"

「…

… Yes." Without running away or concealing it, Caesar looked him in the eye and said, "He didn't deny the name Chu Zihang, and told me that he or they didn't know a Lionheart president named Abbas."

Abbas looked at him as well, and fell into a long silence: "Match what your successor said......

"Do you have any explanation for this?" Caesar asked bluntly.

Looking away, Abbas, who lowered his head, said with some confusion, "...... I don't know, my memory, and most people's memory, including you, are telling me that there is no such person as Chu Zihang, and the president of the Lionheart Club has always been me."

"If I could, I would have hoped he didn't exist, after all, the man who fought with me all this time was called Abdullah Abbas." Caesar sighed and said, "...... However, sometimes memory is unreliable, especially after seeing the words of Masashi Toyama."

He pulled out Dick Tydor and walked toward Abbas. Without resisting or defending himself, Abbas stood in confusion until Caesar passed him.

"It's a stupid thing to have infighting at this time, and the words of a family can't be used as evidence." Caesar didn't look back and said, "He's a little wary of you, so it's better for you not to come into contact with the two people he's protecting."

"I ......," Abbas wanted to say, then suddenly turned his head to look at a puddle of stagnant water somewhere in the alley.

As if stepping on their hearts, the sound of horses' hooves falling, and the bright light of fire and thunder penetrated into the alley through the small pool. Among them, the god-like figure drove the eight-legged steed towards them, like a god waiting to be worshipped, towards the believers who were ready to be seen.

"That's not good......" Caesar glanced at the two figures fighting together in the distance, and then at the gods and demons who were stepping towards them in the pool.

The same armor, the same spear, the same mask, the same one-eyed...... He couldn't see the difference between the two with his eyes, but he knew that they were in big trouble.

Thunder burst out from behind him and slammed into the pond in that place. The water splashed, the remaining water droplets evaporated at high temperatures, the voices of gods and demons were shattered, and the passage between the illusory world and the alley in the mirror was disconnected.

"If you destroy the passage, the connection between the Nibelungen and reality will be broken." The white electric light in Abbas's eyes gradually dissipated, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "But this place is a little strange, and there seems to be a Nibelungen under this city. The usual rules may not work here."

"Anyway, some of us should be targeted, so it's better to get out of here first." Caesar whispered as he looked at the ruined waterhole.

He didn't get a response from Abbas, and he turned back to see Abbas pierced through the abdomen with a spear like a dead branch, his mouth wide open and unable to make a sound, and the gold in his eyes was constantly flashing. And behind him, the tall god and demon riding an eight-legged horse, looking at the entrance to the basement.

At this time, he didn't bother with Abbas's identity, whether his memory was deceiving him or not, but Abbas and this guy were indeed in a hostile state.

The gold in his eyes became more abundant, and some tiny scales gradually appeared on his face. The bloodline refining technique activated, and the invisible scythe that kept flying around Caesar turned into a solid vampire scythe, screaming and pounced on the tall figure.

Countless vampire scythes turned to ashes and fell, and the realm unfolded in front of them easily evolved them and was not weak, but their bodies were not worth mentioning to him. But the vampire scythe-cannon fodder-like action bought Caesar precious time.

The other hunting knife, Augustus, was removed, and the hunting knife that Perseise gave him before leaving gave him hope that he would be able to fight the other side. The blades of the two hunting knives collided together, and a field opened up beside him, confronting the tall gods and demons from afar.

His movements were restricted, and the gods and demons who had never looked at him lowered their heads and took a closer look at this other human who had touched the path of the gods. The bloodline of the Storm Blood allowed Caesar to completely release this realm, and the two powerful realms collided with each other, and there was a stalemate for a while.

Caesar didn't expect to be able to defeat the other party, but just hoped that Chu Zihang could quickly find the anomaly here and return, or the people who were targeted in the basement would flee quickly.

But the gods and demons obviously won't give him a chance.

Abbas, who was hanging from his spear, was thrown out and fell into a corner somewhere. The gods and demons lifted their spears like withered branches high, and the feeling of nowhere to escape enveloped Caesar's whole body and even his spirit.

Unable to resist, with his domain is unable to resist the assault of the spear, Caesar knows this very well, but the distance between the two makes him unable to struggle and dodge for a while. Silently, the gods and demons waved the spear in their hands at him......

Then, the gods and demons were knocked into the air.

A vehicle emitting hot flames stopped in front of Caesar, facing the gods and demons who had been knocked out along with the eight-legged horse. The car door opened, and Caesar, who had fallen to the ground after exhaustion, looked at the driver standing in front of him with a look of hell.