Chapter 163 The mutated gods

The Emperor's spiritual power is both a gift and a test for those who bear it.

Although the current image of Lu Mingfei is very similar to the "saint" in the national religion story, if you want to fully accept the emperor's blessing, you must burn the old body with the holy flame and reshape a new body.

But that great being did not do this. The spiritual blessing that Lu Mingfei received this time was maintained in a delicately balanced state, and his body did not appear scorched as if burned by fire like it did during the Night Food.

The appearance - although Lu Mingfei himself did not notice anything strange.

Jingyue neighed with joy, the golden flames and light merged together and quickly materialized. The slender sword body that was originally only two fingers wide has turned into a giant sword with blazing flames.

Standing on the roof of the car, Lu Mingfei had an excellent field of vision. With his saintly eyes, he could clearly see countless black shadows emerging from the dark abyss on both sides of the elevated road, as if they were endless.

You can clearly see their pale faces wrapped in black robes, just like a group of bloodhounds using their hands and feet to chase behind the Mercedes-Benz. There are also a few burly big guys among them. They are like running wildly.

The giant bear tore open a large area of ​​lichen on the elevated road every time it moved its arms and legs.

Lu Mingfei ignored these dirty aliens for the time being. He took a deep breath, and the wings behind him twisted and spewed out strong golden light. His whole body turned into a stream of light and swooped down into the abyss beside the elevated road.

It still imitates the flying method of a jetpack, and the speed increase it brings is absolutely qualified. Lu Mingfei holds the Jingyue Giant Sword, like a golden meteor tearing through the darkness.

Lu Mingfei planned to directly destroy the source of these aliens, just like he had done in the past against Chaos traitors, destroying the blasphemous devices that provided evil power.

What came to my ears was the roar of the waves, like a dark sea at the bottom of an abyss.

Although the black ocean seemed to be very close by the sound, even if Lu Mingfei dived straight down, he could not touch the ocean.

And... there was an aura that was inexplicably familiar to him.

Lu Mingfei frowned, fluttered his wings and rushed up, starting to return to the elevated highway.

——

A pair of dazzling headlights pierced the dark rain curtain, and a black car rushed out from across the elevated road and was speeding towards the Mercedes-Benz. Even the heavy rain could not conceal the roar of this black beast.

However, Chu Zihang discovered the existence of this car early, but had no intention of turning to avoid it.

Because his golden eyes, as frozen as ice, clearly captured the shining logo with two "M"s on the front of the black car that overlapped into a mountain shape.

It was a Maybach, but there was no one in the driver's seat.

Once violently bloody, secondly violently bloody.

The dragon blood in Chu Zihang's body began to boil fiercely again.

He opened his mouth and blew out a hot breath, without chanting the dragon text. A ball of orange-red fireball pierced the darkness of the rainy night and crashed into the Maybach that was rushing towards him.

The high temperature and high pressure crushed the black beast's head at once. The inertia that had not yet dissipated and the impact of the explosion caused the Maybach, which had turned into a fireball, to fly into the air. It turned several somersaults and crashed into the hound behind the Mercedes-Benz.

In the group.

Chu Zihang calmly glanced at the completely exploded Maybach in the rearview mirror. His hand holding the steering wheel never moved, and the Mercedes-Benz continued to move forward on the hot ground and hot steam.

"In the name of the Emperor, I will fear nothing."

he said softly.

Different from those violent bloodsheds in Japan, this second violent bloodshed did not bring any strangeness to Chu Zihang. He still maintained his human appearance, and none of the characteristics after dragon transformation appeared.

His whole body seemed to be surrounded by warm golden light, and his heart felt as still as water.

"It seems that the false gods have come to find us."

The wings behind Lu Mingfei spurted light, maintaining the flying speed of Mercedes-Benz. Both of them could clearly see the dazzling mercury light in the distance on the road. The false warmth seemed to deceive those who mistakenly thought they saw it in the sea.

The lone boat returning to the lighthouse.

"This time it's our turn to welcome him."

Chu Zihang said, stepping on the brakes to slow down the car - but the white light in his field of vision continued to expand.

"Then I'll go purify the group of aliens behind."

The golden light turned back and entered the group of bloodhounds that were pursuing them. Wherever the holy light passed, only the surging black blood blended into the wind and rain.

Chu Zihang took out Murasu and stepped out of the car. The wind and rain blew against his resolute face, and his bright golden eyes stared at the looming black shadow in the white light.

"Gah——"

Hearing a cry, Chu Zihang turned his head and saw a black-feathered crow standing on the roof of the Mercedes-Benz.

It was also staring at him, but its mung bean-sized eyes were somewhat deep and faintly radiating purple light.

Why do crows appear in such a place?

This was a question that subconsciously appeared in Chu Zihang's mind, but he was relieved: in Nordic mythology, the crow is Odin's eyeliner. It stands on his shoulder and tells Odin what he sees every day. It also symbolizes thinking and wisdom.

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What's weird about the appearance of crows?

Chu Zihang withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes deeply. A hazy golden light emerged from his body and quickly gathered behind him to form a pair of light wings and a halo.

Although it is a little dim compared to Lu Mingfei, it is equally divine and flawless.

The crow seemed to be frightened, and flew away with a strange cry and fluttered its wings, disappearing into the wind and rain.

"Whoosh!"

Lu Mingfei returned with his sword and stood side by side with him. The alien army behind him had been killed.

In the deepest part of the white light, the rumble of horse hooves sounded, and a huge blurry shadow appeared from the rapidly amplifying white light.

The flames in front of him steamed up the heavy rain, turning the pouring rain into white mist. The white mist was blown away by the wind and then condensed again. The flames disappeared and appeared in the white mist, like a breathing giant beast of fire.

"It looks like he found a new alien horse... and put on new clothes."

Lu Mingfei stared at the eight-legged horse that was as majestic as a mountain as the false god sat down, and spoke coldly.

When we met again after more than half a year, it was not just them who had changed.

The horse under Odin, Sleibnir, whose head was broken by Lu Mingfei and whose chest was cut open, was resurrected again, and was also wearing a purple and gold armor with purple flowers, and purple flames danced in his eyes, which was deafening.

A roar of thunder erupted from his throat.

The image of "Odin" itself is also slightly different from the appearance of Lu Mingfei during the first battle. The dark blue armor reflects two different light and shadows of purple and blue, and the individual strands can be clearly seen on the surface of the cloak.

The rows of black bird feathers are strangely burning like flames.

What made Lu Mingfei feel extremely disgusted and resentful was Odin's face.

The face that was supposed to reveal a striking single pupil was replaced by a silver-blue mask, with various strange and blasphemous symbols tattooed on its surface, forming an abyssal vortex that is constantly changing, as if the sight

Even if you only stay there for a while, your soul will be swallowed up by this whirlpool.

This shouldn't be the emotion he would feel when he faces the false gods again, and the external manifestation of that blasphemous symbol... does he seem familiar?

"What's wrong, brother?"

Chu Zihang was not consumed by anger and reason because of the appearance of his most powerful enemy. Under the blessing of the Emperor's Holy Glory, he also vaguely sensed that something was wrong with the Lord God Odin.

"……No……"

Lu Mingfei suppressed the terrifying thoughts in his heart, and once again stared at the false god who became more blasphemous, "Adhering to the emperor's will, all unclean things that harm mankind will be completely purified!"

As soon as the words fell, there was an explosion that shook the entire dark world!

The surging golden-red flames were like a tsunami, carrying the compressed air pressure impact to the extreme and sweeping towards the false god in the white light. Chu Zihang sent his greeting gift to Odin with the ultimate burst of monarch flames. This was not only

It is not only the increase in strength brought by the boiling dragon blood in his body, but it also represents the emperor's anger!

The ink color of half of the Nibelungs was turned red by the firelight. The heavy rain could not penetrate into this high-pressure area, and there was only boundless anger within the horizon.

The curved black gold spear was like a meteor streaking across the sky. Facing the flames within the horizon, the burly giant gently waved his Kungunir, the spear of the world tree that in mythology was sure to hit as long as it was thrown.

——Lu Mingfei was once penetrated by it, and then the emperor's spiritual power saved him.

The wave of flames that was enough to destroy several city blocks was torn open by a vacuum crack in the middle. The flames solidified in front of him and were continuously absorbed by the cracks like seawater falling into an abyss.

But the offensive has just begun!

The holy angel emerged from the flames, like a golden meteor appearing above Odin's head. The giant sword burning with holy flames in his hand struck Odin headlong.

Odin raised his head and looked directly at Lu Mingfei, who was holding the sword down through the captivating mask - he was unmoved.

In other words, the whole world is unmoved.

Chu Zihang still maintained the posture of sprinting with the sword. Murasame's alchemy field had already been activated by the master's powerful increase in power. Small golden rings surrounded his arm holding the sword, and the golden flames were like water.

Generally, it flows on the blade.

He had already approached Sleibnir, ready to draw his sword and kill the eight-legged horse. Regardless of whether his battle brothers could kill Odin quickly, destroying his horse was always the most valuable option.

But in the next second, his whole body froze. Although his mind was still active at a high speed, his body was unable to move due to the restrictions of unknown laws.

Time zero.

The two Weeping Angels still had a common thought in their high-speed and active thinking. They were all too familiar with this power that almost stopped time.

Sleibnir moved his hooves, carrying Odin close to Lu Mingfei who was frozen in mid-air.

The god came closer to his face, and countless pale eyes appeared on the strange mask that was rotating all the time like an abyssal whirlpool, as if it wanted to see through Lu Mingfei's soul.
Chapter completed!