Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei wants to reach a perfect ending

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The flaming claws easily tore apart the dark grey armor on Odin's chest, then pierced through his chest, bringing out a beating dragon heart that was dripping with blood.

Lu Mingfei's other hand grabbed the wristband of Odin's hand that was pinching his neck. In just a moment, the wristband suddenly broke under the powerful force, and then the fragments pierced into the muscles, and golden blood flowed out.

Odin lowered his head, and the golden pupils in his helmet lit up as he looked at Lu Mingfei. This posture made him look like he was looking down at Lu Mingfei from above.

He didn't care at all about the dragon heart that Lu Mingfei had taken out of his chest, as if it was insignificant to him.

"You seem to be angry. Is it because I killed someone you care about? It was that half-blood, right? You have the courage. Normally, I would have made her into a puppet, but unfortunately I can't do that today."

The flesh and blood in Odin's hollowed-out chest suddenly grew rapidly, completely covering the hole in his chest in an instant, and also confined Lu Mingfei's hand that had pierced his chest.

"In fact, I shouldn't have fought you. We are not enemies. You have your own path and destiny, and I have my own ideas and goals. According to fate, your last battle should be with Nidhogg, and the final king will be chosen between you and him."

"The battle between the old king and the new king in the new era determines the final direction of this world. I will stay in my world and continue to wait. However, fate has changed. It no longer favors you, so you must die early."

Even though Lu Mingfei crushed Odin's wrist that was holding his neck, it did not have any effect on him. Instead, his hand holding Lu Mingfei was still so firm that the sharp thorn even pierced into the artery on Lu Mingfei's neck, spurting blood out.

"In fact, you are qualified to fight me. You have been favored by fate. If you had not suffered so many injuries, your soul would have been seriously injured in the battle with the high priest. I used the imitation Kungunir to pierce you several times before, plus the injuries you just suffered from acting."

"You are still able to perform such an attack now. You are indeed the king chosen by fate."

"It's a pity that time is too short for you, half-blood. Everything in the world is unfair, including strength, mind, and authority. But time is equal to all creatures, so your failure is inevitable."

"Then die well, and become a stone for my foundation."

Odin's hands kept clenching, and the power of his authority flowed through his claws. This power was gradually draining Lu Mingfei's life.

"Words and spirits, the unity of heaven and man."

As the black and white area spread to cover Odin and Lu Mingfei, the shadow of the alchemical giant sword also covered Odin's head.

As the most powerful alchemical weapon that the oriental half-blood alchemy world is proud of, in Zhu Yu's hand it pierced into Odin's armor, causing real damage to him. Hot golden blood flowed out from the broken part of the armor, along the lines of the armor, dyeing it into the golden armor in the movie.

Odin's body didn't move at all, but his visor was trembling slightly, not out of pain, but out of anger.

"You lowly half-blood, you will pay for your actions."

Zhu Yu turned a deaf ear to Odin's words. In the field of words she cast, all kinds of elemental forces around her gathered into the alchemical giant sword in her hand, allowing her to continue chopping down.

The armored claws swept backwards, and Zhu Yu drew out the dagger on his body to block in front of himself, then used the force of the sweep to leap upwards.

Zhu Yu's hands loosened the hilt of the giant sword, then he rolled over and grabbed the hilt again. At the same time, Zhu Yu controlled the power in the field and pressed it on his body, allowing the sword in his hand to continue to cut deeper into Odin's body.

The golden pupils hidden in Odin's visor suddenly showed the color of thunder, and then his head incredibly rotated 180 degrees. Two bolts of lightning shot out from his eyes and went straight towards Zhu Yu, trying to cut him in half.

Zhu Yu's golden eyes burned like flames. The Word Spirit Realm granted her some abilities that only Dragon Kings possessed, allowing her to temporarily control different elements. At this moment, she arranged several elements in the order of the Five Elements to construct a shield.

However, the shield only lasted for a few seconds under the thunder of Odin's eyes before it was shattered. But taking advantage of this tiny moment, Zhu Yu pulled out the alchemical giant sword, then rotated it counterclockwise and slashed towards Odin's neck.

The giant sword that could cut through the body could not cut into Odin's neck at this moment. Instead, Zhu Yu felt the palm of her hand holding the hilt of the sword shake, and the recoil force almost made her hand let go of the sword.

"You're annoying, bug."

As Odin finished speaking, countless wind elements condensed into substance around him and surrounded Zhu Yu. The gentlest wind turned into the sharpest blade pointing at Zhu Yu, and the next moment thousands of arrows were fired at Zhu Yu.

This time the attack finally worked. Although Zhu Yu's bones were as hard as steel, they were just a piece of thin paper in front of Odin's gathered wind and were penetrated at will.

Despite such an injury, Zhu Yu's face did not show any expression of pain. She knew very well that with the power Odin had just displayed, the possibility of her defeating him was extremely small.

But he could delay Lu Mingfei for some time. As long as he could get rid of Odin's control, then there would still be a chance for this battle.

"Rhine."

Lu Mingfei did not waste time. He released Rhine without hesitation during this gap. In the area where his palm was in contact with it, Rhine's destructive power was brewing. Odin also noticed Lu Mingfei's unusual movement the next moment, but at this moment he could no longer stop the release of the Word Spirit.

The next moment, the Rhine exploded suddenly, and circles of fiery red ripples sprayed out from the sky. The water and the ground below were once again razed to the ground by such destructive force.

Under the force of the explosion, Lu Mingfei broke free from Odin's wrist, but then a dark gray shadow emerged from the ripples of the explosion. This was Odin throwing Kungunir again.

No matter how many words there are, they cannot stop Kungunir's trajectory. They are like pieces of white paper, which are extremely fragile in front of sharp iron thorns and will break with a single poke.

Lu Mingfei stretched out his hands again and grabbed the tip of Kungunir's gun. The breath of death emanating from it instantly permeated his hands, and his tough skin melted away in an instant, leaving only the golden bones between his five fingers.

But the tip of Kungunir's gun was still moving forward, and finally turned into a pitch-black light that knocked Lu Mingfei to the ground and nailed him to the earth, making him unable to move.

Lu Mingfei roared, his golden eyes shone brightly as if they were about to bleed, but despite this, he was still unable to move. However, he did not lose to Odin, but to this Kungunir.

He has no weapons, only his body, but the strength of his body cannot stop the sharpness of Kungunir. If he is given a corresponding weapon, he can defeat Odin in this battle even if he is seriously injured.

"Struggling will only prolong the pain and cannot change the inevitable outcome."

Odin's figure slowly emerged from the ripples of the explosion. The golden eyes hidden under the visor looked like a senior monk who had lived in a Buddhist temple for a long time, with a touch of compassion. However, such compassion made him look very disgusting.

As Odin's figure slowly descended, another figure rushed out from the rock debris that had been razed to the ground. This figure left a faint golden trace, then leaped into the sky, raised the Murasame in his hand, and slashed downwards with all his strength.

"God, go to hell."

This was Chu Zihang's roar. There was undisguised rage under his golden pupils. The Murasame in his hand seemed to sense his master's pain and anger, and a thin layer of scarlet light veil was stained under the blade, as if they were a pair of man-eating demons who wanted to eat the god in front of them.

But Odin just glanced at him, and the wind blade pierced through Chu Zihang's body when Murasame fell on the body of the god.

Unlike Zhu Yu who was protected by the Word Spirit Field, Chu Zihang had no protection at all. The wind blade instantly created hundreds of blood holes on Chu Zihang's body, turning him into a bloody man in an instant.

But even so, Murasame's blade finally fell on the armor of God, slashing out the knife that had been hidden in Chu Zihang's heart for many years, the knife that he had retreated from many years ago. As for life and death, he no longer cared at this moment.

The pain in his heart was turned into nothingness by this knife. He was no longer the child who had to abandon his father and run away when facing God. Now he could also bravely swing the knife at God.

Odin suddenly became angry. The god was angry because of the knife that fell on his armor. This half-blooded creature actually dared to swing a knife at him. How dare he do that to an ant like him!

Odin fixed his eyes on Chu Zihang. He recognized that the hybrid in front of him bore the mark of his Nibelung, but he was not his target. Instead, he was a vassal of another prey. However, the hybrid, whom he regarded as a vassal of his prey, actually swung a knife at him at this moment.

Suddenly, the sky pressed down on Chu Zihang, like the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth. The huge pressure pressed on Chu Zihang, causing his broken body to fall rapidly.

But the next moment, a white hand stretched out from under Chu Zihang, and then pressed down on the sky that was about to collapse. The sky, which seemed to be about to break, was unable to move down even a little bit under the support of this hand.

"This is my prey, not yours, Odin, you have crossed the line!"