Naturally, Chu Tianjiao's self-esteem would not allow him to sit back and wait to escape while letting a minor do his best.

He walked to the car window and lowered his head, showing a gentle smile:

"Someone always told me that if you raise your son until he is eighteen years old, the main mission of his life will be completed."

"I'm obviously a bastard father who gave up on his mission halfway."

"But I'm still very greedy. I want to see you get into a good university, start a career, start a family, and marry a wife as beautiful as your mother..."

"I'm really sorry, Zihang...you have to live well and protect your mother."

Chu Zihang stared at his father with red eyes, tears streaming down his face.

He thought he would be able to take on everything when he grew up, but at this time he became a child who wanted to rely on his father.

Chu Tianjiao touched Chu Zihang's head for the last time, turned around and walked toward the black shadows and gods in the distance.

"dad!"

Chu Zihang yelled at his back in the rain.

But the man did not look back. At this moment, he changed from a doting father to a fearless outlaw.

"Hey! Saiyan boy! Wait for me!"

…

The storm howled, and the lightning flashed and thundered.

A new round of conflict will break out between humans and gods.

The shadows who had seized the suitcase did not launch a counterattack against Lu Mingfei and Chu Tianjiao. They formed an array in front of the gods, clearing a path.

Sleibnir moved its eight hooves, and every step he took was like a muffled thunder striking his heart.

The god lifted the curtain of shadow, and his majestic figure was revealed to the world under the illumination of mercury light.

He was dressed in heavy dark gold armor with staggered patterns, and wore a blue wind cloak that was blown by the strong wind. His body was tightly wrapped in a shroud filled with blood-red spells;

In His palm is a spear that looks like a dead branch - it is the "Kungunir", the sure-hit spear in myths and legends.

The rain fell to the ground along the curved gun body like a meteor streaking across the sky. Every inch of detail that the eyes touched on this magic gun had a strong sense of epicness.

After any human being sees His majestic face, he cannot help but fall to his knees and worship devoutly to get close to the glory of God.

"Filthy false gods."

Lu Mingfei sneered at this, and the machine spirit of the chainsword in his hand expressed disdain along with its master.

This sentence was like a fuse to declare war, igniting the beginning of the second conflict.

Odin's hand wrapped in the shroud lifted Kungunir, and the spear tip like a dead branch pointed at Lu Mingfei.

If Odin really owns the Hall of Valor that stores countless warriors in myths and legends.

The group of black shadows in front of Him were the Valkyries who supported Him until Ragnarok.

The tip of Kungunir's spear points where their will goes.

The black wave surged forward to tear the human being who had blasphemed and insulted the gods into pieces.

It doesn't matter whether we call them heretics or aliens now, what matters is——

"You will all be purified!"

The brilliance surrounding Lu Mingfei was close to being substantial, like a blazing golden flame burning behind him.

The chain sword in his hand was also dyed with a layer of golden light, and the new machine soul was bathed in the divine blessing and roared happily.

His faith was as firm as a rock, like a golden sun crashing into the raging black tide.

Then there was a real wave of black blood spurting out!

Even though these shadows were elite warriors in their lifetime, possessing extraordinary combat experience and skills——

But in terms of experience, who can compare to a tenacious soul who has fought bloody battles for 107 years?

What's more, Lu Mingfei felt that his whole body was filled with endless power, as if he had returned to the superhuman body that had undergone nineteen surgeries.

And the golden sacred light wrapped around the body is his own power armor!

"boom!"

The roaring chain sword pierced the chest of a black figure. While the chain sword was twisting into the body, Lu Mingfei's left hand had already locked the neck of the black figure in front of him.

"Bang!"

Then with a muffled sound, he let go of the chain sword and clenched his fist with his right hand, blasting its head and the gray-white mask that seemed to grow on its face cleanly!

A black shadow seized the opportunity before he closed his fist and attacked from the right. Lu Mingfei raised his shoulders and arms to block, reversed his steps, and gave it the same treatment with his free left hand.

It's like an action scene that has been rehearsed countless times, and it flows smoothly and smoothly in less than a second.

And such bloody and exciting scenes are shown all the time——

Lu Mingfei pulled out the chain sword from the black shadow that temporarily served as a sword stand, turned around and split the head of the black shadow in half;

Four or five black shadows attacked from the blind spot behind Lu Mingfei at the same time, but the next moment they were burned by the blazing sacred golden flames on his body, causing him to wail repeatedly.

…

There are only two spectators.

"This little Saiyan... what kind of word spirit is that?"

"The Bronze Throne? It doesn't look like..."

"The king's gift? It's not like..."

"Fuck, this guy is a super genius who came from some orthodox school to experience. He is so awesome?"

Chu Tianjiao casually dealt with a few black shadows that were entangled in him, muttering to himself.

Without using his own speech spirit, he thought that he would not be able to dance wantonly among the deadpools like Lu Mingfei - it could even be called taking a bath.

Another audience member is the noble god Odin.

He stared at Lu Mingfei who was slaughtering the "Valkyries" and seemed to be completely angered by this one-sided battle.

He decided to kill this arrogant blasphemer with his own hands.

Perhaps he noticed the gaze of the false god. After breaking the neck of the last black shadow with his bare hands, Lu Mingfei stepped on the mountain of corpses and looked at Odin.

The mercury and blazing golden light are separated from each other, and the darkness on both sides of the viaduct is like an abyss.

"Your soul will die completely along with your body."

The low voice rolled like thunder.

The dark golden heavy armor rustled, and Odin's thick palm wrapped in a blood-red shroud re-grabbed the gun Kungunir, which was as black as a dead branch.

After commanding the Valkyries to carry out His will, He pierced the spear into the ground.

"broken!"

Chu Tianjiao's expression tightened and he quickened his pace.

Legend has it that Kungunir is made from the branches of the World Tree. Before it is released, the soul of the target has been locked, and it is destined to be pierced through the chest by the divine spear.

He didn't have time to consider whether the legend was true or false, and he didn't want to personally verify the authenticity of the legend.

He wanted to stop Odin before he could throw Kungunir and let Lu Mingfei leave with Chu Zihang.

"I am the son of Saint Les, and my soul should return to the Golden Throne together with the father of Gene."

Lu Mingfei bent over and pulled out the chain sword inserted into the black shadow's corpse, with a smile on his face filled with sarcasm and disdain.

Chu Tianjiao couldn't help but stop and stared blankly at the young man rushing towards Odin.

The light on him was as dazzling as the sun.

No, that's not the sun, that's a cocoon.

"Be judged, false god!"

With this roar, the butterfly transformed from its cocoon, and a pair of bright golden-red light wings completely stretched out from Lu Mingfei's back.

The holy and unyielding angel leaped high, and the roaring chain sword in his hand struck down the god's head.


Chapter completed!