When there was no room for it, Lu Mingfei raised his sword to block.

The Starfire Sword was swept by the spear head, making a sound like a yellow bell.

The body of the sword continued to tremble, but it was not a mournful roar, but a living spirit roaring excitedly.

There is another enemy worth slashing, and it will be filled with the blood of the enemy.

Energetic, urgent, the two have already fought hundreds of knives in the blink of an eye.

The sound of overlapping weapons clashing filled the entire Final Sanctuary, making the onlookers look like a boulder pressing down on their hearts, disgusting and depressing.

But they could only endure in silence, because no one could intervene in the battle between these two strong men.

The two of them moved as they fought, and everywhere they went was as if they had been dug by an excavator.

The reinforced concrete floor, reinforced by alchemy, is no different from the tofu scum project in the face of supernatural forces and advanced technology.

Large swathes of land were swept away and smashed around like cannonballs.

Lu Lincheng and May Moon were able to protect themselves, but the rest of the staff fell into bad luck and were smashed and fractured.

Lu Mingfei didn't help, because he also took out his spare strength.

Odin, who was at his peak, plus Time Zero, had a steady speed over him.

is worthy of being the king of the gods, and his strength is not inferior to the king of the sky and the wind who is fully formed, but I don't know if there is still hidden strength.

However, with his swordsmanship far surpassing Odin's, Lu Mingfei still steadily blocked his attack.

It's just that this state can't last forever, his spiritual energy is consumed every minute, and Odin's words and spirits seem endless.

Fortunately, time is just as precious to Odin.

An air bomb exploded between the two, and the high-speed air flow was wrapped in dust to obscure Lu Mingfei's vision.

He smiled disdainfully, if this trick had worked for him, he would have died in the lower echelons of the nest.

However, Odin didn't plan to take the opportunity to attack, but turned over and instantly retreated seven or eight meters away.

Raise your arms and throw a gun, all in one go.

The runes on Gangnir erupted in golden light, and the spear of fate shot at Lu Mingfei again.

Only this time the spear thrower is no longer a mask puppet, but the real god-king Odin.

This time, without Lu Mingze's help, he couldn't see the white silk threads that symbolized fate, but his psionic senses still sensed the feeling of being locked in by danger, and frantically warned him.

will die.

This is the result of his psionic energy and intuition telling him at the same time, even if he is protected by power armor, as long as he is hit by this gun, he will still die.

Even if it's a fake, it's a high-quality imitation of Odin's own handcraft, and it still has the power of death similar to Speech Spirit Judgment on it.

Lu Mingfei can dodge all the time with his super speed, but then he will not be able to stop Odin from retrieving the real Gangenir.

Thankfully, he has the power of another universe.

The spiritual power field condensed to the point of almost substance appeared in front of Lu Mingfei, turning into two pale giant hands and grabbing the head of the spear of fate.

The Meteor Spear kept shaking and tried to break through the obstacles, but the death force attached to the gun did not work well against the Psionic Hand, and it fell into a quagmire for a while.

Odin's eyes froze, this mortal's methods were simply endless, and those blue-white lights didn't know what they were, and even he couldn't cancel them.

You must know that with his mastery of the elements, even the words and spirits released by the Dragon King can be directly dispelled.

can't be entangled like this, even if you can't tell the winner in hand-to-hand combat, then let these mortals know what it means to be powerful.

Lu Lincheng subconsciously wiped his sweat, in the icy and snowy Siberia, he was actually sweating.

Because a huge fireball was hovering above the crowd, the fire elemental of the entire Vault was gathering here, and the temperature of the final sanctuary was raised to nearly eighty degrees.

This is no longer the level of heat stroke, which is enough to bake a person into a mummy.

However, this was only the beginning, as a small tornado rose flat on the ground and moved towards the fireball, growing into a three-meter-wide column of wind in a matter of seconds.

As long as the wind pillar and the fireball converge, the chemical reaction of the wind element and the fire element will increase the power of this spirit to the extent that it is not inferior to the previous iceberg.

But this time there was no shield to help them out.

Just then, a smaller, but darker-colored fireball appeared.

The fire element, which originally had a clear goal, was like a child who couldn't find his mother, and fell into confusion.

Chu Zihang bit his lip tightly, and the sharp teeth growing from his mouth pierced his own flesh.

But that's exactly what he wants, and the pain helps him stay awake.

Each burst of blood causes the concentration of dragon's blood to rise permanently.

As a result, each Storm will be more violent than the last.

It's an exponentially increasing path of no return, but it does give the hybrid its strength beyond its limits.

Just like now.

Chu Zihang, who was bloody, opened his golden pupils angrily, and Long Wen spat out of his mouth like a Gatling gun, mixed with hymns to the emperor.

Strengthened dozens of times, the Spirit of Words and the Fireball of Odin vied for control of the fire element, and temporarily gained the upper hand.

Although he usually uses swords to deal with enemies, Chu Zihang has never let go of his training in words.

Every day he would go to the back mountain of the Kassel Academy and unleash the Monarch Flame in the open space until he was exhausted.

Odin glanced at Chu Zihang, the crippled path to the gods, his courage is commendable.

However, the fifth degree of violent blood can still maintain a sober mind, which is a talent that can be created.

If he survives, he can be taken under his command instead of becoming a heroic spirit like those who wear masks.

With a finger of his gun, he wanted to cancel Chu Zihang's words.

"Huh?"

I saw that the fireball formed by Jun Yan had shrunk a few points, but it still existed.

A blood-red halo mingled with the bright yellow of the fireball and fell into Odin's eyes.

It's this kind of power of unknown origin again, and it feels different from what Lu Mingfei uses.

Could it be that Chu Zihang believes in other gods? So how did these two get together?

People who believe in false gods can still live together peacefully because they know that there is no god and that everyone is just a competitor in business.

But how can people who believe in the true God cooperate sincerely, and if they don't meet each other, they are not loyal enough to the gods.

Odin didn't understand, Odin wasn't happy.

The strength of these two people in front of him did not exceed his expectations, and there were many hybrids that were stronger than them in history.

But this kind of power, which is not affected by authority and is not restrained by dragon blood, is too troublesome.

Odin finally moved to kill, and before that he had just pulled out the obstacles.

But now in order to prevent the spread of this strange power, these two must die.

The Bronze Throne, Indra, and Immortal, the three strengthened spirit spirits were activated at the same time, and the decaying qi on Odin's body was swept away, and he turned into a thunder giant.

Prompted by electric light, his figure flashed away, leaving only a faint smell of burnt paste in the air.

Time Zero has been canceled, and for Odin in this state, this spirit is tantamount to drinking to quench his thirst.

But even without the acceleration of Time Zero, Odin's speed was still so fast that the human eye could not see clearly.

Moreover, Chu Zihang, who was releasing the spirit of words with all his might, couldn't hide.

"Bang!"

A loud crash sounded, and the power armor shattered.

Chu Zihang barely moved a little angle and took the punch with his breastplate.

The cuirass, which was strong enough to withstand the frontal bombardment of the bazooka, was hammered open inch by inch, revealing the black combat uniform inside.

He spurted out a mouthful of burning blood, and the whole person flew upside down.

Odin didn't give an inch, and followed closely.

Hitting people is like kissing the mouth, this god king who doesn't know his true identity actually got the true meaning of the national art attack.

And his footsteps were faster than Chu Zihang's, twisting his waist and punching, and another heavy hammer smashed into Chu Zihang's broken sternum.

Nothing happened, his chest was hammered and dented, and his heart was suddenly a mass of meat sauce.

If Odin used not brittle strength but long strength, I am afraid that he would not be directly stabbed through this time.

Chu Zihang accelerated and flew out upside down, slammed heavily on the pillar, and then fell to the ground.

Odin was about to turn around when his gaze suddenly froze.

Although Chu Zihang, who fell to the ground, was as pale as paper, his eyes were still clear, and he didn't look like he was dying.

The heart is broken, even the dragon king in the humanoid state can't hold it, let alone a half-blood.

These people, what the hell is going on?

He was uncertain, but he acted decisively.

Since you can still live without heart, then I will break your head to see if you can still live.

As soon as the bronze boots were stepped on, Odin actually flew up in the air, and flew to the top of Chu Zihang's head in an instant.

As soon as he stepped on it, the place where it should have been a head was empty, and only the ground ate the stomp solidly, blowing up a large crater.

He looked at Lu Mingfei, who was pushing horizontally with one hand.

It was Lu Mingfei who pushed Chu Zihang with his spiritual hand to let him escape.

However, only one psionic hand naturally couldn't suppress Gungnir, and the tip of the spear had already pierced the breastplate at this moment, only centimeters away from Lu Mingfei's heart.

Seeing that it was a good opportunity, kill him first or kill Chu Zihang first, Odin hesitated.

In the end, he decided to kill the two together.

The pillar of wind in the sky dissipated, but the fireball split into nine, mixed with rain, and turned into nine burning faucets.

Nine Infants.

The Nine Infant tentatively sensed its surroundings, and it was relieved that the human who could hurt its body was not there.

But soon it felt stiff again, for the spear stuck in its armor was emitting a similar aura of death.

"Kill them."

Odin gave the command through his will.

His spiritual power is naturally far superior to that of the Chen family's half-blood, and Jiuying can't do it on his own, but it's not very cooperative.

"What are you doing?"

Odin was a little confused.

It's not like he hasn't summoned the Nine Babies before, although he can't talk about bowing his head to the ear, and he hasn't been so rebellious.

"I'm scared of that gun."

Nine Babies delivered the message through a spiritual link.

Odin was a little speechless, what kind of weapon are you afraid of.

Well, when he summoned the Nine Babies before, he really hadn't created this high-imitation Gangenir yet.

"That's my gun, if you don't obey, I'll stab you with it."

Odin threatened.

Fortunately, all communication took place in his head, otherwise if he was heard by others, his style as a god king would have been lost.

"No, no, no, don't stab me, I'll help you bite."

Jiuying was startled, and the nine dragon heads immediately pounced on Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang.

Before they could bite it, thin ice had already grown on their bodies.

When the flame of its head envelops them, it will be extremely cold and hot, and the iron will be torn apart.

"It's done!"

At that moment, Carlos suddenly shouted.

No matter how fierce the battle was outside, even if the sanctuary was about to turn into ruins in the end, he didn't take a second look, but focused on debugging the alchemy matrix, and now it was finally completed.

And the fifth month, which has been preparing for a long time, immediately released the spirit of the word and the mirror, whether it is dead or alive, it depends on himself and the luck of the head of the group.

Anyway, her luck is not very good, and she has never even won another bottle since she was a child.

There is no gorgeous light and shadow, and there is no loud sound, and the spiritual spirit of the spiritual system is generally so silent.

But Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, and Taishan's mentality of collapsing forward and not changing his color actually set off waves.

The red power fist swung an afterimage, easily blowing up all six dragon heads.

The back of the glove of the left hand is engraved with an axe, and the back of the right hand is carved with a sickle.

The symbol was so familiar, for he had seen the sacred power punch countless times and fantasized that one day he would be able to wear it on the battlefield to kill all sides.

It's so unfamiliar, because the last time I saw it was more than a thousand years ago.

Its name is "Crimson Radiance", and it is said to be a weapon that the original body gave to the first leader of the Crimson Star Warband.

The symbol on it comes from the original planet, where the people attach great importance to agriculture and regard the sickle and axe as sacred symbols.

Lu Mingfei originally thought it was strange that Baal's environment was stronger and more limited than Krieg's, full of heavily polluted deserts and poisonous lakes and swamps, where did developed agriculture come from.

Now he understood that since their original body was not St. Giles, their hometown was naturally not the world of death.

"What are you doing in a daze? Lu Mingfei. Do you want me to punish you for not being able to participate in any battles for half a year? ”

The familiar Gothic language sounded along with the sound of a blaster firing, and the three dragon heads that bit Chu Zihang were also exploded.

The Nine Babies condensed back to Odin's side were activated, and it felt an extremely terrifying aura from this person who appeared out of thin air.

"Captain of the Winning Battle."

Lu Mingfei shouted with tears in his eyes.

"Now you are the commander of the war group, Lu Mingfei, I remember that I have passed on the responsibility of the war leader to you before I die, don't think about giving it back to me."

Win Sheng blew his beard and said glaringly.

"Hahaha."

He let out a hearty smile that he hadn't had in a long time, and the war leader's sense of humor was still as stiff as he remembered, but it still made him happy from the bottom of his heart.

"You've done a good job, Brother Lu Mingfei."

Ying Sheng suddenly reached out and patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder, and said with emotion.

He shared some of Lu Mingfei's memories and also knew the arduous process of the revival of the war group.

"Live up to the blood of the sages."

Lu Mingfei's right hand was clenched into a fist and placed at the temple position.

This is a special etiquette that only veterans who have served for more than two hundred years are eligible, and it is only used within the warband.

"Don't be proud, boy, you're still far from it."

Win Sheng punched him in the chest, of course, after closing the disintegrating position.

"Yes, Warlord."

Lu Mingfei said happily.

In front of this war group leader who single-handedly cultivated him and finally entrusted him with important tasks, Lu Mingfei seemed to have become the impetuous and lively war group recruit again.

"What is this?"

Win Sheng pulled out Gungnir stuck in his breastplate, and in front of the power punch that could tear apart the Levanus tank, the Meteor Gun didn't even have a chance to struggle.

"This is a weapon created by the alchemy of the dragon clan, which can lock on to the target and automatically pursue."

Lu Mingfei explained.

"Oh, alien thing."

A blue arc of lightning appeared on the Power Fist, and in a burst of sorrow, the disintegrating field turned Gungnir to ashes.

"Is that guy an alien too?"

Win Sheng looked up, and the sight on his shoulder shot a red light, shining on Odin's face.

(End of chapter)