During the storm, Lu Mingfei suddenly rushed out of 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.

Speed ​​limit!

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.

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

His goal is-Odin!

Odin who lost Kungunir!

The black figures crowding 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 towards 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... will not be slower than us!"

Back then, my father drove the Maybach to a top speed of 275 kilometers, but these monsters could still be 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, and he pounced on him.

The black shadow was chopped into two pieces one by one.

Just like killing a motorcyclist driving at high speed, 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 car 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, a pure and efficient killing.

Chu Zihang clenched the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and the veins in his arms were pulsing. Every time there was a collision, a huge reaction force would be sent from the blade, almost tearing his tiger's mouth apart.

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 little 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.

Only then did he realize 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 struck instantly 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 after throwing, they might really be able to fight!

Suddenly there was a fierce crashing sound from 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, there's no candy, and there's no trick-or-treating!"

Fingel, who was in the driver's seat, smiled ferociously and pulled out a modified Beretta pistol from nowhere. Bullets engraved with alchemical patterns erupted 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.

"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've been 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 this moment, Odin was standing 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 into 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, and Chu Zihang turned around and looked behind the car in shock. The van penetrated the eight-legged horse, and it was just a shadow!

A mirage-like shadow!

"Damn, you know it's not that simple." Fingel grabbed a few handfuls of his unkempt 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 talk about it first. Isn't everyone ok with it?

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

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

They didn't even chase me.

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 along 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 to be 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 visit us at any time. We must either leave the Nibelungs or take the initiative."

"Well said! Junior brother, which plan have you decided 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 take her to death with him.

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

"Hey, 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 hit the bottom, and he passed face to face with the black figure standing in the toll booth.

In the toll booth, the figures were as dark as ink, with only a bunch of golden holes. 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 stopped 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 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 that there are no living things in this world, it 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 the Nibelungs.

What exactly was the Nibelungen built on?

Will it remain unchanged, or will it slowly expand to cover more areas?
To be continued...