Since entering the Nibelungen, Chu Zihang's face, which had always been as calm as ice, completely collapsed the moment he saw Chu Tianjiao.

For most of the year, he trained himself almost masochistically in the Kassel Academy, to learn knowledge, and to absorb every nutrient that could make him stronger;

He prayed earnestly to the emperor, baptized his courage and conviction with faith, and suppressed the fire of revenge in his heart with calmness.

But before falling asleep every night, Chu Zihang would inevitably think of the man who faced them with a smile and turned his back to the pseudo-god who was swallowed by the huge waves.

He fantasizes that one day he and Lu Mingfei will return to the Nibelungen to save his father, who was imprisoned by Odin;

Or maybe his father had been killed, and he sacrificed his father's life with Odin's head and divine blood......

But he would never have imagined that the meeting between father and son would be such a scene, this way.

Chu Zihang's body trembled uncontrollably, and Mura Yu's blade trembled away from the edge of Odin's neck, or rather Chu Tianjiao.

Although the surface of his body was surrounded by blazing flames, Chu Zihang felt like he had fallen into an extremely cold ice cave, and a biting chill enveloped his heart-

He couldn't go from a son who wanted to save his father and avenge his father to a ruthless person who killed his father with his own hands.

"It's not ...... good"

Lu Mingfei, who was bound in the air by an unknown force and couldn't move, realized that something was wrong.

This is the power of the Lord of All Changes, and the followers of the High Heavenly Evil God are the best at and most fond of this kind of torturous trick, giving desperate creatures a glimmer of false hope that they will have to extinguish by their own hands......

Lu Mingfei didn't blame Chu Zihang's hesitation and hesitation, no matter how he said that he was only a child under twenty years old now, and he was even just a student more than half a year ago, even Lu Mingfei sighed that his brother could exercise such a heart and combat effectiveness in such a short period of time.

In addition to his belief in the emperor, it was obvious that all that was left behind was the fire of revenge that had been ignited in the night of the rainstorm.

Now Lu Mingfei can only wait for Chu Zihang's faith to stabilize his thoughts, penetrate the evil and blasphemous tricks, and slash the polluted gods with a sword.

And he can't afford to care about him now—

In the sky, in the center of the kaleidoscope-like changing flame, a huge child's eye was staring at Lu Mingfei, a blasphemous mark belonging to the Lord of All Changes;

At the same time, Lu Mingfei could feel that some kind of power was invading his body more directly, and his mind was as painful as being slashed by thousands of sharp knives at the same time, and the memories of the past hundred years of fighting and the memories of his hometown began to reappear in front of him-

After being bullied and injured others, his aunt scolded him with a slap on her head and face, and then pulled him to apologize to others, helping others to do their duties so that they could pay less medical expenses......

The first thing to reproduce was the memory of his hometown, but then that force realized that this level of "pain" did not exist for Lu Mingfei now, and immediately began to reproduce scenes in the dark universe:

The Weepers were besieged and defeated by a group of well-armed Astartes dressed in dark yellow power armor and red bull head livery on their spaulders, and the flagship Lady of the Storm was taken;

….

Countless mortals were sacrificed to heresy in front of him, and were thrust into blood-red profane machines transformed into screaming ghosts;

The captured comrades were tortured by the Dark Spirit aliens and begged him to give them the glory and relief of the companions of the Holy Spirits;

One by one, the brothers who fought side by side were swallowed into the belly by the Tyranid bug;

The Weepers have tragically rammed into a hive fleet once more, and the merciful sons of Holy Leves have been destroyed in this terrible battle, and the worms have been thrown into a filthy melting pool;

……

Not only the tragic and sad memories of the past, but also the ominous and dark future of the warband after it has been distorted...... These scenes are constantly reappearing in front of Lu Mingfei's eyes, wanting to use this to break Lu Mingfei's spirit and soul.

"My soul will forever belong to the Lord of Humanity on the Golden Throne, and you will never want to take my soul

, the evil god ......"

Lu Mingfei strengthened his mind with a firm faith, preventing the power of the Lord of All Transformations from taking advantage of the void, and the scenes reflected in front of him only made him hate the Chaos Evil God even more - of course, those memories of his hometown could not be regarded as a shock.

At the same time, he is also trying to break free from the invisible shackles and reunite the emperor's divine spirit to destroy the blasphemous giant eye.

……

On the ground, Chu Zihang saw his father open his eyes, but his eyes were empty, like a living dead, staring directly at the huge flame child in the sky.

And the purple unknown biological matter that wrapped both sides of Chu Tianjiao's head also gave birth to dense white eyes the size of mung beans, and they all looked at Chu Zihang on the side.

Not to mention this scene of a person with dense phobia, I am afraid that even a normal person with a firm mind will go crazy on the spot when he sees it.

"Daddy......"

Chu Zihang opened his mouth in a trembling voice, and the hand holding Mura Yu was still trembling.

Chu Tianjiao seemed to have reacted to Chu Zihang's call, and a little gleam appeared in his eyes.

He tried to lift his head with all his might, but the viscous biomass that covered the eyes on either side of his head wrapped tightly around him, and a dozen purple tentacles that had split off dragged his face.

"Run...... Zihang, run! Hurry up and run!"

Chu Tianjiao raised his head and roared loudly, his expression dazed and frightened.

But in the next second, he suddenly changed his face again, and stared sideways at Chu Zihang with a hippie smile:

"Huh? Son, you've become a Super Saiyan too? Do Saiyans have fire attributes?"

Before Chu Zihang could react, Chu Tianjiao's expression became distorted because of anger:

"Bastard thing! Lu Tianming: yes! The woman who dares to rob me! I'll kill him!"

"Hee-hee-hee, I'm actually a Super Saiyan too! When I reveal my identity, Xiaoyan should come back to me!"

……

Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness...... Chu Tianjiao's face was constantly changing, like a mentally ill person who was extremely insane, immersed in his different worlds and playing different roles, full of nonsense.

It was only at last that he seemed to have a hard time controlling his mind, and his expression became distorted and hideous with pain, and he shouted in a loud voice:

"Kill me, son! I'm going to get mad with that *** feathered bird!"

Chu Zihang gritted his teeth tightly, trying not to let the tears in his eyes slip down.

He held Murayu's hand and became calm again, and slowly walked towards his father, who had changed.

Looking at Chu Tianjiao, whose face was crawling with tentacles, Chu Zihang took a deep breath, although tears still fell from his face after all, but they were immediately dried by the flames entangled on the surface of his body.

He raised the blade again, and in less than two minutes, the enemy he was about to stab had become his father who he longed to save.

"Daddy, may the Emperor bless your soul."

Chu Zihang said softly.

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