"Son, they said you are the center in the city and are very good at breaking defense?" The man leaned close to Chu Zihang's ear.

Chu Zihang nodded nervously.

"The negotiations broke down," the man said, "give me the box."

He took the box and gently stroked Chu Zihang's head.

"Remember every word I said to you," he slapped Chu Zihang on the butt with a sudden slap, roaring, "Run!"

Chu Zihang turned around and ran towards the car without thinking. It had been a long time since he never believed what the man said, but on this rainy night, he held the man's warm hand and suddenly became a child who relied on his father.

The man threw the suitcase at Odin, as if it was a fresh meat that attracted the evil wolf. Half of the shadows hugged the suitcase, and half of the shadows intercepted the man and Chu Zihang. Their bodies were distorted due to speed, like long snakes jumping from the ground.

The man ran back with Chu Zihang, but the man always held an umbrella in his hand and ran very slowly in the wind and rain. So the distance between him and Chu Zihang was slightly apart.

The man looked at Chu Zihang's back getting farther and farther away, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's indeed my son, he runs so much like me."

He said this but he didn't plan to run away. He suddenly stopped. The black umbrella belt was blown away by the wind. A cold light flashed, and a dazzling arc light blew. The world was still, and the sword light slashed by, and even the raindrops in the air were split in half.

Chu Zihang heard strange sounds coming from behind, the sound of blood gushing out of the wound, and the sound of bones breaking under the blade, mixed in the storm.

He mustered up the courage to turn his head and glance, but the large black umbrella flying in the air blocked his sight. He had no choice but to continue running forward.

Until he finally threw himself into the car, turned his head and shouted at the rain curtain, "Dad!"

The dark umbrella finally landed on the ground. He saw the man waving his knife in the storm, and shadows cracked in the light of the knife.

The sword light seemed to cut off everything in front of him, and nothing could reach the man because there was something he guarded behind him. The man's loud roar deep in his throat, and his roar overwhelmed the whispers of the dead, and even his voice could not break through his defense.

The whole world seemed to slow down, as if the wind and rain had become sticky, and the black shadows were slow down, and everything was like a slow-moving movie. Only the man himself was not affected. He turned around and waved his knife, stepped and slid, and the water splashed slowly under his feet. The thick black blood of the shadows slowly overflowed, and they were temporarily hovering in the air, as if thick ink was floating in the water. The man's sword light in the ink was like a silver flying swallow.

Chu Zihang never thought that a man would be so majestic, and this man was his father.

The man did not run back with him. After he got rid of these dark shadows, the man immediately turned back and ran towards Odin!

The black shadows who got the box had counterattacked back, and the man's field also expanded to cover everyone. But his field seemed to have no effect on Odin.

In the field of men, Odin slowly pulled out Kungunier, and many of his movements slowed down due to the influence of the field of men, but he was never anxious at all, God, mastered absolute power.

The gun shadow flashed in the air, carrying wind and thunder. Odin seemed to have only shot one shot, but it brought countless gun shadows. His speed had long exceeded the scope that humans could understand. The dense shootings stabbed out almost at the same time.

This spear that will always hit the target in myth. Every thrust of it is falling with dark golden light like a meteor. The gun shadows condense into light curtains and surround the man, attacking towards his different key points, blocking all his retreat!

The man opened the field to the extreme, and the shadows around him were completely unable to move, but he had no time to pay attention to these fish. He dodged in the stream of light, swung his sword and was like a dancer dancing in the storm. He stepped on the dead and danced. This dance represents death, facing the light, jumped high, and the knife in his hand slashed at the head of God!

Blood suddenly gushed out of his back, and he fell down, falling into the dark shadow. The light that flashed by him turned back in the wind and rain, hitting him from behind.

Odin coldly took back Kungunier. The ending was destined from the moment the spear stabbed out, and the man was destined to fall. He did not inject too much power into Kungunier, because this human was not worthy of his force at all. Just an ordinary stab made this human irresistible.

The dark shadows approached the man step by step and gradually submerged him.

But their movements slowed down again, and the man was still alive. The raindrops hit him, and his body was filled with rich, blood-red mist, and the golden light in his eyes did not diminish at all.

"Son! Drive away!" The man roared with a knife in his hand, and his blade pointed directly at the god.

Chu Zihang understood that men just wanted to attract all the black shadows surrounding them to him, and he used himself as bait.

"Be obedient! No matter what, live!" The man stared at Odin with his burning eyes, but was talking to Chu Zihang, "If I die, you will be the only thing I have left in this world. If you die, I will have nothing in this world."

"So son, live! Believe in Dad. Only when you live will we have a good time." The man moved his almost pierced arm, "If you stay here, Dad still has some big moves that cannot be used."

"That car is great, and it's so fucking money that God can't stop it!"

Chu Zihang faced the center console without a key. He understood what the man was showing off to him just now. There were three people in this car that could wake up the engine, and the third one was him.

"Start up." he said.

The broken Maybach miraculously started, and the engine began to roar, like a deadly roar of a wounded beast.

"Excellently done, son!" The man trembled and cut off the black shadow in front of him, his hands trembled but smiled.

Chu Zihang started in reverse gear, and the car quickly retreated. The man secretly taught him to drive, using this Maybach. He shook his tail and straightened the front of the car, then sprinted forward in gear.

Maybach hit a layer of unseen rain screen, and the rotating wind slapped on the body of the car, and the surrounding water walls squeezed over. The twelve-cylinder engine that was roaring desperately reached its maximum power, but could not push the body away from it. This is the realm of God. Without God's permission, no one can leave!

"Hey! God! Do you want to stop my son?" The man roared and threw the long knife into Odin's head.

Odin waved Kungunier again, trying to knock the sword away, but before it was over, the man jumped up again, as if he was going up to fight with the god!

Odin was furious. He was about to kill the man now, and then use Kungunier to penetrate the boy. Countless lights rose again, surrounding the man jumping in the air.

This is a man who always lives in a dual identity. He is only fierce and fierce in a few moments, just like now.

But he did not dare to expose his son with such fierce and fierce side, so he could only appear as a driver and pick up his son from school. All he could do was this. Many times he drove this Maybach outside the school gate, but when he saw the Mercedes-Benz S500 driving in, he shrank his head and left. He believed that his son had a support, and then he fled from afar.

Today his Mercedes-Benz didn't come to pick up his son, and his son called him again. He couldn't help it... He really wanted to say goodbye to his son. In order to deal with him, Odin's power was dispersed, the power of the water wall instantly weakened, and Maybach roared and broke through it and sank into the thick night.

Kungunier was getting closer and closer to him, but a smile appeared on his face.

Chu Zihang's mind was blank, and he was driving the car mechanically in the rain.

Tears couldn't help but pour out from my eyes, Dad... Dad might be dead.

Chu Zihang stepped on the brakes. The tires made a harsh friction sound. The car stopped in the rain, crossing the empty elevated road. He opened the skylight, leaned against the back of the seat, breathed like an asthma, and looked up at the sky. He had escaped. This was already the outside world, and those terrible guys could not get here.

It was still raining in the sky, and Maybach's skylight was broken, just like the sky had collapsed, as if the rain from all over the world was pouring in from the broken skylight above his head. The hard and cold rain sucked on his face to make him awake, but he couldn't feel the cold or the pain, and only the man's voice was still echoing in his ears.

"Living..."

What did I do? I... ran away?

"Start! Start!"

Chu Zihang's eyes were full of ferociousness, and he suddenly yelled at the center console.

The engine made a low and weak sound, and the car had reached its limit and could no longer start.

He knocked open the car door and threw himself down, running against the wind and rain. At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was really going to lose that man. He was stuck behind his head, everything that stayed in this world and what was going to live. He was crazy, not afraid of the shadows, not afraid of Odin or Kungunier, he was going to find that man, that was his father!

A figure sat on the roof of Maybach in the heavy rain. He held an umbrella, his eyes flashed with a hot golden color, and looked at the direction of Chu Zihang running, "So did you go in from here?"

The figure slowly stood up from the roof of the car and jumped gently to the ground. In his sight, he looked at the only running boy on the wet asphalt road, and a broken Maybach.

He was walking in the rain with an umbrella. He was obviously not running, but he was getting closer and closer to Chu Zihang in front of him.

The figure holding the umbrella passed by Chu Zihang. The figure didn't look at Chu Zihang at all, but just came to his neck casually.

Chu Zihang, who was running towards the road he came, suddenly felt that the sky seemed to be dark. He subconsciously wanted to turn around, but lost consciousness without seeing anything.

"If you don't have an immortal body, don't be as reckless as me."

The rain curtain covering this space suddenly shattered, and the whole sky seemed to be a little brighter.

There were dense black shadows around, the man was covered in blood and scars, and the long knife in his hand supported him without falling down.

Opposite him, Odin, who was riding the eight-legged majestic horse, held Kungunier in his hand and aimed at him, preparing to give him a last blow.

But the sudden shattering rain curtain was delayed for a moment.

"Who! How dare you trespass into the Divine Realm!"

Odin's words were full of anger. How could mortals without permission trespass into the divine realm?

"It's really a touching scene..."

The visitor did not seem to hear the so-called wrath of the gods, but just looked at the scene in front of him and expressed his feelings.

This picture reminded him of the past, and there was an old man trying to stand in front of him and fight the so-called "god" alone.

"It seems that I came in time, you are lucky."

As he spoke, the man was already standing in front of the man, with golden pupils looking directly at Odin in front of him, cold and ruthless.

The shadows around seemed to know nothing about what happened. They clearly surround the man in the middle, but they didn't know how the figure walked between them.

"Who are you?"

The spear in Odin pointed at the person in front of him, and the shadows around him also let out a low roar.

"Xuan Hao, I think you probably haven't heard of it?" The man shook his head slightly, "But I will let you remember it, Odin."

"How dare humans call God's name?" Kungunier in Odin's hand lit up again.

"You Nordic god, what are you doing in China?" Xuan Hao's tone was questioning.

"Human! Are you trying to question the gods?"

Odin's tone was filled with anger, and the heavy rain and thunder in the sky seemed to feel his anger becoming more violent, and lightning was lingering on Kungunier.

"Click!"

The sound of bones shattering suddenly rang.

Xuan Hao, who was originally standing in front of the man, had disappeared from the spot at some point.

Without anyone to react, a whip leg hit the four front legs of the Eight-legged Divine Horse.

"Who allows you to step into my territory."

The strong horse's legs broke in response to the sound. The war horse belonging to the gods made a painful cry, and the front legs that had lost their strength thumped and knelt on the ground.

"Don't answer my questions with your questions."

Xuan Hao was already stepping on the horse's head, looking down at Odin on the horse's back with a high profile, his blazing golden pupils staring straight into his single eyes, his eyes full of disdain.
To be continued...