Xishan is the remnant of the northern end of the Taihang Mountains in Beijing. In ancient times, it was called the head of the Taihang Mountains, also known as the Xiaoqingliang Mountain.
Just like a dragon raising a python, it is guarding the capital from the west. Therefore, it was also called the "right arm of the divine capital" by the ancients.
Because of the majestic and steep mountains here, rich and diverse vegetation and dense woods cover the entire mountain range.
Therefore, some people stationed them in a certain area, covering their tracks with large areas of woods and vegetation.
But now the heavy rain is coming, and the raindrops are chopping down like sharp swords, instantly turning the mountain forest into a water town.
The rain hit all the forces entrenched in the mountains and forests without any scruples.
"Damn it, how come we have the brand of Nibelungen, the King of Earth and Mountains, on our bodies!"
Under the endless rain, Versetti, who was living in the forest, cursed angrily after discovering that dark red tree-shaped marks suddenly appeared on his arms.
According to the cooperation requirements between God King Odin and some ancient beings, his mission is to hide here with some companions before the plan begins.
Once those elders started taking action, they began to seduce Lu Mingfei.
Of course, as Odin's subordinates, they knew how terrifying Lu Mingfei was, so they would not die unprepared.
All they needed to do was use some means to lure Lu Mingfei away for a few minutes.
When the time comes, they can run away and don't have to worry about the rest.
It's just that what Vansetti was waiting for here first was not the notice from the elders, but the mark in the roots of the Nibelung, the King of Earth and Mountains.
This made him, who is called the god of truth and justice in Norse mythology, angry.
"Then what should we do now, or should we wait for notification from those elders?"
A Valkyrie wearing a bird-wing-shaped golden helmet on her head and a blood-red tight-fitting battlesuit walked over from the side and asked.
Beside them, in addition to these two people, there were seven silver-helmeted Valkyries and Ullal, the god of hunting.
These are all pure-blooded dragons sent by Odin to assist the main force in their operations.
Especially Ullr, the god of hunting. In this mountain range, he is the main force that Odin has the highest hopes for.
"Don't worry, Gringjie, although the dark side of the entire capital has turned into the Nibelung of Jormungandr.
But because we don’t have a door here, her rules don’t yet apply to us. We just need to wait patiently for notification. "
Wearing snow boots and carrying a bow and arrow on his back, Uller looked up at the sky, rain falling continuously from his thin face.
At this time, the wind also blew with the rain, whistling between the trees. The heavy rain significantly reduced the visibility of the mountain forest.
In the misty rain, the outline of the mountains became blurred, and the trees a few steps away could not be seen clearly, as if they were invisible in the thick fog.
"Waiting, in fact, sometimes is not necessarily a good choice."
After several people talked, a cold voice suddenly appeared in these people's ears.
Even with the howling rain and wind, the sound was still clearly audible.
"who is it!"
Uler, Vansetti and others immediately became alert after hearing the sound.
As pure-blooded dragons, they are fully aware of the elements in space and the surrounding environment.
Logically speaking, it was impossible for someone to come here without them noticing, but now they met such a person.
If they were ordinary hybrids, they might be frightened when encountering this kind of scene, but these dragons have always been aloof, but they only felt angry at this moment.
Angry that their majesty was offended,
After all, they are still ten pure-blood dragon clans gathered here, including two from the second generation, one from the third generation, and seven from the fourth generation.
As long as they are not the first generation, this combination is enough to defeat most of the mixed-race forces.
Even the most powerful secret party and their branches in various countries are absolutely unable to resist it.
"You were found without anyone noticing. Are you actually angry?"
A man wearing black casual clothes and holding a long black knife walked out of the rain.
"This really fits my stereotype of your dragon clan."
The rain hits the leaves, making a crisp sound, and the ticking sound gathers into a layered piece of music.
It's just that not a drop of these ticking music fell on this person. Under the transpiration of spiritual power, only the white mist around him could be seen.
It was Lu Mingfei who appeared here.
After Xia Mi's alchemical matrix is turned on, the marks of the Nibelung roots will appear on all people whose dragon blood content exceeds a certain level.
As long as these people pass by an object or location with the concept of a door, they will be immediately transported to any place in the Nibelung underground. Now the underground is very lively.
But another question arises, that is, there is no door near the branded person?
Lu Mingfei is here to solve this problem.
After getting some authority about the Nibelungs, he relied on the perception brought by the brand and rain to look for those exceptional hybrids or dragons one by one.
Unfortunately, these pure-blood dragons in front of me are one of them.
What Lu Mingfei never expected was that he would meet some old friends here.
Looking at these Valkyries, he knew that these people in front of him were Odin's men.
After he walked out, the anger of these dragons disappeared in an instant.
When meeting this person, it is difficult for them to have any unnecessary emotions other than fear.
"This place is really far away. It took me several minutes just to run."
Looking at the few people who were silent, the figure in the rain smiled gently.
"Lu Mingfei?"
Uler's heart sank. He didn't expect that Lu Mingfei, who was supposed to be seduced by them from behind, would actually appear in front of him at this moment.
For a moment, no one among 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's the meaning?"
Vansetti stepped back slightly, with doubt in his tone.
"As Odin's subordinates, you should also know that the power of each of my forms is different.
Therefore, in the next two minutes, I will not use Swastika. As long as someone survives after two minutes, I will let him go. "
"As a subordinate of an old friend, I am still willing to give you this opportunity."
Lu Mingfei said sincerely.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became stiff for a second.
Obviously, Lu Mingfei regarded them as a pastime.
But in the face of Lu Mingfei's request, Fansetti, Uler and others could not think of refusing.
"The timer is about to start, why don't you take action?"
Under the pouring rain, the golden pupils flickered in the rain.
Lu Mingfei straightened his arm, and the angle between the knife and his body was 90 degrees.
I wrote more than 4,000 words, half of which were scrapped. That’s all for today.
(End of chapter)
