Dragon Clan: Restart your life

During the storm, Lu Mingfei suddenly rushed out in the driver's seat, but the car did not slow down. Instead, it continued to speed up. The pointer of the engine tachometer had already pointed at the edge of the dangerous red zone, which was far more than 120 kilometers. The limit of speed!

If we want to explain the miracle that appears on this car, it must be indescribable things such as bonds and will in Japanese comics.

"Sit tight!" Fingel roared angrily and took over the driving seat.

Wind and rain poured into the car from the broken hole in the windshield. Fingel held onto the steering wheel tightly against the painful raindrops hitting his face, his eyes fierce and determined.

His goal is-Odin!

Odin who lost Kungunir!

The black figures clustered around Odin and standing quietly at both ends of the elevated road seemed to have received an order, revealing their fangs and claws and rushing toward the speeding van from all directions.

Chu Zihang grabbed the tennis bag and pulled Murasame out of it. He handed the holy sword that Lu Mingfei handed to him to Xia Mi.

"Get ready to fight, these guys... won't be slower than us!"

Back then, my father drove the Maybach to a top speed of 275 kilometers, but these monsters were still as high as the Maybach, slapping the car windows like ghosts!

"It's okay, just follow me." Chu Zihang comforted Xia Mi softly, and stabbed Murasame straight into the left car with his right hand. The long knife penetrated the car body, exposing half of the blade. It was like a lawn mower at high speed. The black shadows were chopped into two pieces one by one.

Just like killing a high-speed motorcyclist, all it takes is a rope tied in the middle of the road. When the rider hits the rope, death will come in an instant.

Xia Mi followed Chu Zihang's action and inserted the holy sword straight into the car body on the other side.

Black blood was continuously splashed on the windows on both sides, and was washed away by the heavy rain. The black shadows on both sides broke into two pieces before they could even cry out, pure and efficient killing.

Chu Zihang clenched the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and the veins in his arms were beating. Every time he collided, there would be a huge reaction force from the blade, almost tearing his jaw open.

He couldn't help but look at Xia Mi worriedly, and reached out to hold the hilt of the holy sword, together with Xia Mi's small hand.

Once the blood exploded, the second time the blood exploded...

The physical enhancement brought about by the second burst of blood allowed him to hold these two sharp weapons firmly.

It was only then that he realized how strong his father was back then. Even if he didn't master the explosive blood, that man's bloodline was still terrifyingly strong.

But even so, the man still fell before the throne of God...

Kungunir!

The divine weapon that hit instantly when it stabbed penetrated his father!

Chu Zihang's mind was racing at high speed, analyzing the current situation. His junior brother definitely did not send him here to seek death. He had already removed the biggest obstacle to his trip, just like pulling out the fangs of a tiger.

Without Kungunir, who is guaranteed to hit and die instantly when thrown, they might really be able to fight!

Suddenly there was a violent crash at the front of the carriage, and a slender black shadow flew from the side to the front of the carriage. Its face was exposed from under the black robe, wearing a uniform Halloween mask, and it looked like a white skull with its mouth open and screaming!

"Sorry, no candy and no trick-or-treating!"

Fingel, who was in the driver's seat, smiled ferociously and took out a modified Beretta pistol from nowhere. Bullets engraved with alchemical patterns spurted out from the barrel with fire!

One shot to the head!

Thick black blood spurted out from the muzzle on his forehead, and the black figure that was still baring its teeth at him was instantly knocked away. Then it was hit hard by a van in mid-air and crushed to the ground.

Fingel just blew his gun coolly.

"Be careful! Here we go again!" A rapid voice came from behind.

The man glanced at both sides, and Beretta fired twice, blood splashed, and the powerful kinetic energy interrupted the black shadow's flying attack.

"To tell you the truth, my marksmanship was the best in the school during my freshman year." Fingel put the gun away and stepped on the accelerator, all in one motion, "I'm sitting tight, I'm about to hit him!"

He grinned broadly and laughed boldly, as if he didn't care about his own life or death at all.

Looking at Odin who was getting closer and closer, standing in the golden flames, Chu Zihang took a deep breath. He had seen his father crash into him with a very fast Maybach, but it was useless. The rainwater from all directions gathered together to form a line. The waterfall blocked the Maybach and offset the kinetic energy of the Maybach. At that moment, it was as if the whole world was against them!

Just like at this moment, Odin stood in front of them, but he didn't look at them at all.

The one eye under the mask penetrated the rain curtain, staring at the man standing in the wind and rain, holding up the pale dragon wings, causing the heavy rain halfway up the sky to flow backwards to the sky.

They looked at each other from a distance, their eyes colliding in this endless storm, setting off a new wave of elements!

The man standing under the heavy rain raised his hand, smiled slightly, and wiped his neck with the knife, as if to predict the fate of the "god"!

The van ran like a wild horse and crashed straight into God's chariot!

At the moment of the collision, Fingel curled his lips. Chu Zihang turned around and looked behind the car in shock. The van penetrated straight through the eight-legged horse. It was just a shadow!

A mirage-like shadow!

"Damn, you know it's not that simple." Fingel grabbed a few handfuls of disheveled hair and shouted without looking back, "Junior brother is not here, and the enemy is in the dark and we are in the clear. Let's escape first. Isn't it okay with everyone? ?”

Chu Zihang took Murasame and the Holy Sword back, opened the car window, and leaned out.

The wind and rain hit his face, and he looked back. Countless black shadows stood hunched on the elevated road, watching them leave, as if the dead in hell were staring at their fellow humans who wanted to escape.

They didn't even chase him.

It was pitch black all around, with only the ten meters ahead illuminated by car lights visible.

The world around my ears is filled with the sound of wind, rain and swaying trees.

The sound of the swaying leaves was like the ocean tide, as if there was an invisible force trying to engulf them.

Fingel drove the van speeding on the road. Along the way, they could still occasionally see black shadows standing on the roadside, but the shadows did not attack them, but seemed like travelers waiting for the bus on the roadside.

"Odin didn't come after him." Xia Mi said softly.

Chu Zihang was also very puzzled by this. Even without Kungunir, Odin was definitely their strongest opponent in history. He didn't even know how strong Odin was.

Just from his father's battle with him six years ago, he was sure that Odin was definitely a Dragon King-level existence, but such an existence retreated without a fight!

Are you afraid of your junior brother?

But the junior brother did not follow them into this Nibelung, but restrained Kungunil by himself.

"We are still in the Nibelungs." Chu Zihang whispered, "As long as we are still in the Nibelungs, Odin will come to us at any time. We must either leave the Nibelungs or take the initiative."

"Well said! Junior brother, which option do you decide to choose?"

Chu Zihang was silent for a moment. Of course he wanted to choose the second one, even if it cost him his life.

But the problem is that Xia Mi is also in the car now.

He didn't know if he was of vital importance to Xia Mi, but he knew that this girl had quietly occupied an important part of his heart, and it was impossible for him to die with her.

"... Let's find the border of this Nibelungen first and ensure our retreat."

"Hiss, junior brother, your stability is beyond my expectation!"

"This Nibelungen has a border. I came here six years ago. Although I can't remember how I left, my ability to leave proves that there must be a border somewhere." Chu Zihang ignored him. He continued, "Keep driving forward, let's confirm where the border is first."

"Yes, sir!"

The van broke through the wind and rain, and suddenly a faint white light appeared in front of it, and a huge road sign flashed past from above——

"There is still 1km ahead to reach the highway exit, please slow down."

Chu Zihang said solemnly: "The highway exit may be the border!"

"No... this is not the exit." Fingel suddenly said in a low voice. As he approached the exit toll station, he stepped on the accelerator. The van ran away like a wild horse, splashing a curtain of water as high as a person, breaking the railing, and rushed through the toll station. stand.

Chu Zihang's heart suddenly fell to the bottom, and he passed face to face with the black figure standing in the toll booth.

In the toll booth, the figure was as dark as ink, with only a bunch of golden pupils. He raised his hand and seemed to be greeting them with a smile.

Fingel is right, this is not the end!

They left the viaduct, but failed to escape the Nibelungen, which seemed to cover the entire city!

But the place he left back then was a highway intersection. Why did he fail this time? Is it because no one stands in front of Odin like his father?

A group of three people were driving in a deserted city, to be precise, in the city's central business district.

The rain was pouring down, and the sky was pitch black, as if it were made of iron, covering the tops of the skyscrapers.

There is no smoke and no sound can be heard, but the glass curtain wall reflects the bright lights. The street lights are as bright as the Yingbin Avenue, and the traffic lights change monotonously. Except for the fact that there are no living things, this world seems to be different from the real world. Exactly the same.

It was as if they were in a huge maze that was familiar yet unfamiliar.

Chu Zihang had doubts about the existence of Nibelungen.

What exactly was the Nibelungen built on?

Will it remain unchanged, or will it slowly expand to cover more areas?

Could it be that the Nibelungen back then really stopped at the end of the elevated intersection, but now it has quietly covered the entire city's business district?

This gave him a chilling feeling.

This may mean that Odin's power is slowly getting stronger! No...it should be restored!

Odin, who took over the golden ring from Morgan but was forced to sleep in the Nibelungen, is waking up, breaking the seal, and preparing to return to the world?

This is undoubtedly a fatal threat to mankind!

Odin is far from being comparable to the brothers the King of Bronze and Fire. He is originally a human being and understands the cunning of human beings better than anyone else!

He had woken up at least six years ago, but so far there had been no news. Even though he is a god, he has such forbearance, which is really chilling.

The van drove past the World Trade Center, City Zenith Garden and Regent Hotel. These landmark buildings were all very familiar to Chu Zihang. They were all lit up, brightly lit, but eerily silent.

There has been no sound in the car since we left the highway.

No one spoke, and an invisible solemn atmosphere enveloped them.

Xia Mi's soft and boneless hands quietly held Chu Zihang's. Chu Zihang didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only hold her hand tightly, hoping to convey warmth to her.

The van braked suddenly!

"Look ahead, above!" Fingel's voice came quickly.

Chu Zihang leaned out of the side window and looked out. The building in front of him was a brilliant golden color. It was the Clock Building, the tallest building in the business district, a veritable landmark building. On the top of the building was a giant golden clock.

On the ancient Roman dial, the engraved iron hands rotate slowly and tell the time every time. Above the dial is a helicopter take-off and landing platform. The Clock Building is the first platform in the city that can accommodate helicopter take-off and landing.

But now, on the platform, the eight-legged horse breathed out thunder and lightning, and the one-eyed god looked down coldly at the trespasser below, and his golden eyes seemed to be flowing with lava.

He raised the gun of destiny high in his hand!

Kungunir!

He actually regained Kungunir!

"Made..." Fingel in the front row only had time to say these two words. Before Chu Zihang could say "go quickly", the magic gun that sealed his destiny had already been released!

Its flight trajectory was so slow that Chu Zihang could even see it slowly walking through the wind and rain. Everything along the way was dead silent, but its speed was like lightning and it arrived in front of the car in an instant, approaching Chu Zihang. There was no time to rush forward and block the girl with his body!

Its goal is to...

Chu Zihang slowly turned his head in the distorted time, but only saw the beautiful figure pierced by the spear of fate.

Warm blood splashed on his face, and the little hand that had been holding him loosened. The girl fell down very lightly, like cherry blossoms falling from the branches. The pale little face that had lost all color seemed to be unconscious. Until all this happens...

No...no...no!

"No!" Chu Zihang roared and broke away from the distorted time, and rushed towards Xia Mi crazily, but the spear had already penetrated the target. When the gun was thrown, his fate was already sealed and death was inevitable.

He rushed forward like a wild beast and tried to pull out the spear, but even if he used three bursts of blood, he still could not pull out the spear even an inch.

He suddenly stopped and saw those tiny white threads...

There are countless tiny silk threads connecting Kungunir and Xia Mi. Those silk threads glow like diamonds. They are as thin as spider silk, but they are extremely tough to touch. This is the thread of fate. When it is being Before it is thrown, fate has already connected its spear head with the target's heart.

He couldn't pull out the gun. Even if he pulled it out, Xia Mi's death would be inevitable. Such a serious injury would not make it to the hospital.

He looked at the scene in front of him in despair. The spear representing fate penetrated the girl's heart. The warm blood splashed on his face. The fragrant black hair was scattered messily behind the girl. Her lips were light red. , because she had just come out of the shower in a hurry, she didn't apply any lip gloss or make-up, but she was still breathtakingly beautiful, and her beauty on the verge of death made it impossible to look directly at her.

Xia Mi...is he going to die?

What is death?

It is the end, it is farewell, it is irreversible, it is the hand that can no longer be held, the temperature that can no longer be felt, and the thing that can no longer be said... I love you.

Chu Zihang slowly lowered his head and gently pressed his face against the girl's face, which was gradually turning cold. Tears mixed with the rain flowed down silently.

The girl who would fly into his arms from the stairs, the girl who was so proactive that she would lower her head and kiss his lips softly, the girl who was sometimes unreasonable and temperamental...

At this moment, he was slowly losing warmth in his arms.

Once again he lost a vital person in a heavy rainstorm.

The world was so cruel to him.

Is this his fate?

Doomed to be alone, doomed to constantly lose important people around you, doomed to not deserve happiness.

……wrong!

Chu Zihang raised his head suddenly, and he finally noticed something abnormal in the world!

At this moment, time came to a standstill, the heavy rain also stopped, and all the noise and noise disappeared without knowing when.

The gods in the distance were also frozen at the moment when the spear was thrown!

What he saw was a gray world, just like the death interface in the game, with a bright red number hanging high in the air.

"10,9...3,2,1."

"Game, restart."