West Mountain, is the remaining vein of the north end of Taihang Mountain in the capital, known as the head of Taihang Mountain in ancient times, also known as Xiaoqingliang Mountain.

Just like a python, it guards the capital from the west, so it is called "the right arm of Shenjing" by the ancients.

Because of the majestic and steep terrain of the mountains, the rich variety of vegetation and dense woods cover the entire mountain range.

Therefore, some people stationed them in one of the areas, covering their tracks with large areas of woods and vegetation.

It's just that now the torrential rain is coming, and the raindrops are chopping down like sharp swords, turning the mountains and forests into a water town in an instant.

The rain struck all the forces entrenched in the mountains and forests without hesitation.

"Damn, how can we have the brand of the Nibelungen, the king of the earth and the mountain, on our bodies!"

Under the endless rain, after discovering the sudden appearance of a dark red tree-shaped mark on his arm, Versaily, who lived in the forest, scolded angrily.

In accordance with the cooperation requirements of God-King Odin and some ancient beings, his task is to hide here with some companions before the plan begins.

As soon as the elders began to act, they began to seduce Lu Mingfei.

Of course, as Odin's subordinates, they know that Lu Mingfei is terrible, so they will not send them to death without preparation.

All they needed to do was use some means to lure Lu Mingfei away for a few minutes.

When the time comes, they will flee when they should, and the rest will not be taken care of.

It's just that what Vancyty is waiting for here is not the notice of the elders, but the sigil of the Nibelungen, the king of the earth and the mountain.

This angered him, who was known in Norse mythology as the god of truth and justice.

"Then what should we do now, or wait for the notice of those elders?"

A Valkyrie wearing a bird-winged golden helmet and a blood-red robe walked over from the side and asked.

Beside them, in addition to these two, there were seven silver-helmeted Valkyries and Urel, the god of hunting.

These are pure-blooded dragons sent by Odin to assist the main operation.

In particular, Urral, the god of the hunt, was the main force on which Odin had the highest hopes.

"Don't be in a hurry, Gryn Jade, though the dark side of the entire capital has become the Nibelungen of Jörmungard.

But since we don't have a door here, her rules don't govern us yet, we just have to wait patiently for the notice. ”

Dressed in snowshoes and carrying a bow and arrows, Urel looked up at the sky, the rain sliding down his thin face.

At this time, the wind also blows along with the rain, whistling through the trees, and the heavy rain makes the visibility of the mountains and forests significantly reduced.

In the misty rain, the outlines of the mountains became blurred, and the trees a few steps away could not be seen clearly, as if hidden in a thick fog.

"Waiting, in fact, is not always a good choice."

After a few people had talked, a cold voice suddenly appeared in the ears of these people.

Even with the roar of torrential rain and strong winds, the sound was still audible.

"Who is it?"

Urel and Vanseti and the others were instantly alert when they heard the voice.

As pure-blooded dragons, they are full of perceptions of the elements in space and the surroundings of the environment.

It stands to reason that no one would have been here without them noticing, but now they had met such a person.

If it were an ordinary half-blood, it might be frightening to encounter such a scene, but these dragons, who have always been high above, only feel a burst of anger at this moment.

Angry at their majesty offended,

Anyway, they are also ten pure-blooded dragon clans gathered here together, of which two are from the second generation, one from the third generation, and seven from the fourth generation.

As long as it's not the first generation, this combination is enough to beat most of the half-breed forces.

Even the largest forces, the secret parties, their branches in various countries are absolutely unable to resist.

"When you are found unnoticed, are your emotions actually anger?"

A man dressed in a black casual suit and carrying a long black knife stepped out of the rain.

"This really fits my stereotype of you dragons."

The rain hits the leaves, making a crisp sound, and the ticking sound converges into a layered music.

It's just that none of these ticking movements have fallen on this person's body, and under the evaporation of spiritual power, only the white mist around him can be seen.

It was Lu Mingfei who appeared here.

After Natsumi's alchemy matrix is opened, the mark of the Nibelungen will appear on all those who have more than a certain level of dragon blood.

Whenever these people pass by an object or location that contains the concept of a door, they will be immediately transported to any part of the underground Nibelungen, and the underground is now lively.

But another question arises, that is, is there no door near the branded person?

Lu Mingfei is here to solve this problem.

After receiving some clearance about the Nibelungen, he searched for the exceptions of hybrids or dragons one by one, using the imprint and the perception of the rain.

Unfortunately, these pure-blooded dragons in front of them are one of them.

What Lu Mingfei didn't expect was that he met some old friends here.

Looking at these Valkyries, he knew that these people in front of him were Odin's men.

As soon as he walked out, the dragons' anger vanished in an instant.

When they meet this person, it is difficult for them to generate superfluous emotions other than fear.

"It's so far away that it took me minutes just to run."

Looking at the silent few people, the figure in the rain smiled gently.

"Lu Mingfei?"

Urel's heart sank, he didn't expect Lu Mingfei, who should have been lured by them in the back, to appear in front of him at this moment.

For a moment, none of the ten pure-blood dragons dared to move.

"I'm glad to see you old friends."

Lu Mingfei had a smile in his eyes.

"So I'll give you two minutes."

"What do you mean?"

Vancetti stepped back slightly, his tone questioning.

"As Odin's subordinates, you should also know that my power in each form is different.

So, for the next two minutes, I don't use a swastika, as long as someone is alive after two minutes, I'm going to let him go. ”

"As an old friend's subordinate, I'm still willing to give you this opportunity."

Lu Mingfei said sincerely.

The atmosphere of the scene suddenly stiffened for a second.

Obviously, Lu Mingfei regarded them as a pastime.

But in the face of Lu Mingfei's request, Van Cetti and Urel and others could not have the idea of refusing.

"The timer is about to start, aren't you going to do it yet?"

Under the pouring rain, the golden eyes lit up in the rain.

Lu Mingfei straightened his arm, and the angle between the knife and his body was ninety degrees.

I wrote more than 4,000 words, and half of them were wasted, and that's all for today

(End of chapter)