Deep in the Nibelungs.
Xia Mi vibrated his wings and floated in the tunnel, with the Nine-headed Weasel Queen at his feet, and behind him were the endless group of Weasels and skeletal dead servants.
Odin sat on Sleipnir's horse, and large areas of pale dead bodies merged into the Nibelungen from the broken parts like a tide.
The two sides stood facing each other, strength building up in their bodies.
Just when this was about to happen, the young man's voice rushed into the center of the battlefield.
"I'm going to launch an awesome attack!"
"Skyfire...ah, senior brother, take it out of its sheath!"
The rising momentum of the two dragon kings suddenly stopped, and then they saw a stern-faced, shirtless boy being thrown into the battlefield in confusion.
Chu Zihang:......
In fact, Chu Zihang himself didn't quite know what happened.
Just now, he was sitting on the back of a dragon with Gu Bei and Old Tang. The next second, Gu Bei next to him yelled a line of unknown meaning. After that, Chu Zihang felt his feet become empty, and the scenery in front of him began to fall rapidly. , and at the end of the sight is a bright golden child's hole.
It was a god, a god riding an eight-legged horse and carrying the Spear of Destiny.
The golden boy of God was so dazzling that Chu Zihang couldn't see his face clearly even with his eyes wide open, but that image had already been deeply imprinted in his mind.
He recognized the god before him.
They had seen each other on a rainy night many years ago on that highway that did not exist in reality!
Chu Zihang could never forget that scene.
He was driving a running Maybach car. He turned around and saw a man leaping into the air with a long knife. At that moment, the god stretched out his pale hand in the dark blue wind cloak...
That hand was wrapped in layers of white cloth, just like Mina Yin's hand.
Under God's white robe, there are also layers of shrouds.
Odin!
Even though he had already expected this opponent, when he saw Odin head-on, Chu Zihang's blood still boiled uncontrollably.
He has been chasing this god for many years, from immaturity to maturity, but the traces of the god have never been visible, as if he has always been hiding outside the world.
Today he finally found him!
Chu Zihang didn't think too much. His strong body coordination allowed him to adjust his posture easily even in mid-air without a point of strength.
Odin was already in front of him. Chu Zihang's body swooped down. He took out the knife that the man left for him from the tennis bag. Murasame's cold light hit Odin's mask head-on!
That's right, not cutting, but smashing!
The blade, the back, or the scabbard?
All of this is meaningless. This blow condensed all the strength of Chu Zihang. Even with the handle of the knife, it can kill some deadliest soldiers.
This move was powerful, but unfortunately, he chose the wrong opponent.
The person in front of him was not Deadpool, not the third generation, nor the second generation.
This is a "god" that even the first generation of species must avoid!
In this world, there are only a handful of people who know his origins, and there are even fewer people who can fight and defeat him.
Just as a mixed race with a relatively good bloodline, Chu Zihang is naturally not among them.
But he still raised the knife in his hand to the god.
Does he not understand the gap between himself and the gods?
No, he was very aware of the gap between himself and God.
He still remembered that the light of the man's sword was like a silver flying swallow on a rainy night, but the god shot down the agile bird with just one shot.
Then why did he raise the knife? Why not escape?
How can you escape?
If he could go back in time and let him return to that rainy night when he was 15 years old, he would drive his Maybach towards God instead of escaping...
Deep in his heart, he always hated himself for not having the guts to die on that rainy night with his father.
It's nice to die that way, not lonely at all.
It's good to be like this now...
Either kill the god, or die with your best brother and favorite girl.
This ending is not bad...
Chu Zihang held Cun Yu tightly with both hands...
"Smash it for me!
!
"
He is like a diamond with angry eyes, like a lion roaring with filial piety.
The god finally reacted. He moved slightly, raised his head from the cloak, and laughed mockingly under his iron mask.
Odin just stretched out his hand and gently touched it in front of him, and a barrier composed entirely of air appeared out of thin air. Murasame's sharp blade was blocked when it encountered the air barrier. The alchemy steel and the air actually rubbed against each other, causing a harsh scream. It was like ten thousand cats reaching out and scratching at the blackboard at the same time.
Chu Zihang's feet landed on top of Sleipnir's head, and he tried with all his strength to break through the barrier in front of him, but he could no longer penetrate even one centimeter.
Kungunir was as nimble as a fish in Odin's hands, but instead of stabbing the sure-hit spear at the boy in front of him, he turned a corner and crossed it behind him.
The sound of gold and iron colliding reverberated in the Nibelungs. Odin's hand shook, and the horizontal alchemy sword was knocked out. Then it spun in mid-air in violation of the laws of physics, and then returned to Gu Bei's body. in hand.
The divine machine's prerequisite skills are refined through hundreds of refinements, and the method of refinement·controlling objects.
Although time was tight, Gu Bei just drew a simple version of the magic circle on the fixed square, but the effect seemed to be pretty good.
Gu Bei waved twice to confirm that Dingfang had not suffered any malfunction due to the collision with a divine weapon like Kungunil, and he was immediately very satisfied.
Turning to look at Odin: "As expected of the king of the gods, he can't even be killed by a sneak attack... Is it possible that he really wants to kill himself with sky fire?"
Odin glanced at Fenrir, who was looking at him with a grin on his face and a fierce look on his face, and then his golden eyes fell on Gu Bei on the back of Fenrir's dragon.
Although his golden child was so dazzling that most people, even mixed-races, could not see the eyes behind the golden light, but for some reason, Gu Bei always felt as if something was licking him all over his body.
I'm afraid this Odin is not thousands of years old glass.
This is wrong. If Odin was made of glass, how did Frigga give birth to Thor?
Is it possible...
Gu Bei's thoughts were about to go astray when Odin's voice pulled him back: "Mortal?"
Gu Bei bared his teeth and smiled: "Anyway, it's not a four-legged snake, nor a big lizard, nor a hybrid."
Gu Bei basically cursed every creature with dragon blood in the world in one sentence, but he didn't get the reaction he wanted. Let alone anger, Odin's mood didn't even fluctuate at all.
Gu Bei could only sigh again, he was worthy of being the king of the gods.
Not paying attention to Gu Bei's trash talk, Odin nodded: "That's a mortal. This is the first time I've seen a mortal like you."
Gu Bei grinned: "How about it, you have learned a lot."
"Um."
Kungunir turned in Odin's hand and pointed the spear tip at Gu Bei: "Although it is a good container, it is a pity that it cannot be used by me, so it is better to destroy it."
With the sure-hit spear aimed at him from afar, Gu Bei's face did not show any panic. Instead, the corners of his mouth rose 90 degrees.
Of course, Gu Bei didn't want to transform into the Dragon King, but...
Gu Bei turned to look at Chu Zihang, who was fighting against the air barrier on the horse's head: "Senior brother, that one just didn't work. You have to hit harder next time, will it work?"
Chu Zihang's eyes condensed and he understood.
Guao's words sounded, and a jet-black flame ignited on Murasame's blade, and then quickly spread to the entire air barrier.
With the crackling sound of burning, Murasame tore open the indestructible air barrier, then slashed down, taking the god's head!
Kungunil, who was about to throw it, had to retract it again and blocked the sharp blade that was coming straight down.
The young man chuckled: "It's not over yet, my dear King of Gods."
"Old Tang!"
"Okay!"
Following Gu Bei's order, blazing fire spurted out from Odin's side and rear. Odin's heart tightened, and he turned around to see a man with a happy face appeared there. The golden boy was so brilliant. On par with Odin.
"Norton!? When!?"
Have they already joined forces? Norton and Jormungandr?
There was a trace of disbelief under Odin's iron face. He didn't know how many years he had not felt like this.
No, he had never had this kind of emotion. It was just the emotion of this "container" that made him mistakenly think that it was his own emotional fluctuations.
Odin forcibly controlled his body's reaction, and then patted Sleipnir.
The eight-legged horse snorted and then neighed.
Along with the cry of the divine horse, the wind blew away the endless dust around Odin, and Chu Zihang was also expelled from the domain.
Yan Ling · Dustless Land!
Gu Bei frowned. Although he had long thought that this eight-legged horse was unlikely to be an ordinary horse. It should be a mixed-race alien species like the sable he had tamed in Changbai Mountain. But he did not expect that this horse actually had something to say. Spiritual! ?
However, his arrangements don't stop there.
When the fire was extinguished, Odin looked at the three dragons in front of him and already had the intention of retreating.
Although he is one of the pinnacles of the Dragon King's combat power, he cannot withstand the siege of so many people. Not to mention Jörmungandr, who makes up the numbers, Fenrir alone is difficult to deal with, plus Norton, who is not weak.
And the "vessel" just now, his black fire has the flavor of a word spirit, but it doesn't look like a pure word spirit, it's very weird.
And there is a strange "mortal" next to him. Although this guy has only tried it out and hasn't really taken action yet, he does have a dangerous smell about him.
Odin believed in his own feelings. The Dragon King's feelings were not ordinary feelings. To some extent, he could even sense the future. He had to believe it.
Although this body is not his own, it is not easy to cultivate a useful "container". Over the years, he has only accumulated two that can be used.
It's not worth losing one here.
As if sensing his master's intention to retreat, Sleipnir moved his horse's hooves restlessly, leaving small pits on the ground.
But if Odin wants to leave, it may not be that simple.
Looking around, the four of Chu, Gu, Tangxia and I didn't know when they formed a circle, trapping Odin in the middle, and the space crack with white light was moved far away by Xia Mi using the authority within the Nibelung. Countless Kamaitachi and Skeleton are intercepting the pale Deadpool pouring out of it.
Old Tang stood there, dragon power pouring out from his body. I don't know when he had completed the transformation from Old Tang to Norton. The golden light in the boy's hole increased to a higher level, as if it was about to burn out on Odin. A hole comes.
Gu Bei was present, and Old Tang believed that Norton wouldn't act recklessly, so he simply threw his body to him.
Chu Zihang held his hands horizontally, pointing the tip of the knife straight at Odin, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at the girl with her dragon wings spread aside.
Xia Mi naturally felt the look in Chu Zihang's eyes, but compared to the surprise of her little lover coming to save her, she just felt that some of the people present were a little confused, otherwise they would not be in danger, so she was not angry He gave Chu Zihang a roll of his eyes.
The straight man didn't understand what it meant and touched his nose guiltily.
Norton was a brother-in-law and didn't feel anything at all, but Gu Bei couldn't. Gu Bei, whose girlfriend was not around, felt his teeth aching when he saw the two people's flirtatious interactions. He said in a sour voice: "Brother, you can go back and continue the flirting." , we are at war now."
Xia Mi:......
Chu Zihang:......
Odin: ...You kind of don't take me seriously anymore.
Gu Bei turned to look at Odin, and he smiled, a cold smile: "Dear King of Gods, little mortal, please..."
"...go to death!"
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It’s still that empty theater.
The big screen flashed with new plays.
"The god wearing an iron mask sits on an eight-legged horse, and countless black shadows surround the feet of the eight-legged horse, making the god on the horse as terrifying as the god of death.
The god held a gun in his hand. The shape of the gun was like a branch randomly cut off from an ancient tree. It was then equipped with an extremely simple spear head. It was not much better than the spear darts used by primitive people to hunt buffalo, but it was general. There was some kind of terrifying golden light.
The light on the surface of the dead branches rises and falls, rising slowly like breathing.
If the god is like the god of death, and the spear made of dead branches in his hand is another god of death, the dead branch seems to be alive, but it contains the most profound idea of "death".
Opposite the god is a young man with a stern face. The sword in his hand does not look like it is used for fighting, but more like a sacrificial knife.
Mitsurugi Murasame.
The boy ran, rushed forward, and accelerated.
The light of the sword passed through countless black shadows, and the black shadows fell into one piece like wheat in a field.
Now, the boy is the god of death, and the weapon in his hand is the scythe that harvests life.
Large black shadows fell down, forming a staircase at the young man's feet. The young man climbed up the steps, then jumped up high, and slashed at the god on horseback with the knife in his hand.
The god finally moved. He raised the spear in his hand and struck out, causing lightning to flow.
Countless thrusts in an instant, this mythical spear that always hits the target. Each thrust of it carries a dark golden shimmer. The arc-shaped light surrounds the young man and attacks his different vital points, as if Intense meteor shower.
The young man tossed and turned in mid-air. He dodged among the meteors, spun around with his knife, and came to the front of God!
Suddenly, blood gushed out from his back, and he fell down, landing in the black shadow. The "shooting star" he flashed past was like a firefly flying in circles, hitting him from behind.
He fell down, falling into countless black shadows.
The black shadows surrounded the young man with joy, then lifted him up and sent him to the god.
The god put away the spear in his hand and took off his iron mask, revealing a face that looked very much like the boy.
The face was cold and hard, like the solid ice on the Siberian snowfields.
The god reached out and put the mask on the young man's face. "
The boy picked up the pen again and drew a big circle on the script in his hand.
I don’t know if it means passed or pending.
The fluorescent screen went dark, and the huge theater fell into boundless darkness.
The boy slowly leaned back on the chair and hummed an unknown tune. At some point, there was another piece of paper in his hand. The boy put his pen on the paper and left the boy's name on the blank paper.
"Chu Zihang".
The boy thought for a while, then wrote two more words.
"Gu Bei".
The theater went completely dark, and the boy's murmurs continued to echo.
"destiny……"
