Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

"New world..." Lu Mingfei coughed up blood foam, probably mixed with fragments of internal organs.

The three violent attacks that could kill the seriously injured puppet Odin did not give Lu Mingfei even the slightest sense of security. Pompey's paused movements didn't even look like he was punching, but rather like he was chasing away a fly.

"Or the new era is more accurate, because this era ended after the great restrainer-level event in history." A glass of gin actually appeared in Pompeii's hand, and the liquid rippled in the glass, glowing with ignorance. .

He flicked the cigar into the stagnant water, stamped it out with the upper of his leather shoe, and bent down to pull Lu Mingfei up.

"The great restrainer of history, you are talking about fate." Lu Mingfei said softly.

"No, it's the end of fate. Many people are saying that our era is heading towards destruction, but few people know how it will be destroyed." The face of Pompeii's middle-aged man who usually looked arrogant was actually so serious at this moment , he said, "But we all know it is Ragnarok."

"Are you Odin?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Pompeii was slightly startled, then he stroked his forehead and smiled.

Then he poured the wine in the cup into the air, and the golden liquid stagnated in mid-air, shooting out with a bright red light. Pompey stretched out his hand to hold the bright light, he blew a whistle, and the horse neighed immediately. Echoes between heaven and earth.

The eight-legged Pegasus Leipnir spewed thunder shards and came from the darkness in the distance.

The giant beast that stood tall in the sky walked among the dragon-blooded dogs with its head held high, like a king inspecting its territory. Then, about ten meters away from here, Sleipnir stepped on the ground with his front feet. , the ground seemed to be rippling with dark golden ripples.

Pompeii pushed the thing shrouded in glow into the ground, rolled up his sleeves, brought his palms close to cover his face, and then moved his hands back along the hairline, and the ancient silver iron surface followed these palms. Scratch marks appeared on his cheeks.

He did not mount his horse, but Pompeii pulled out the glow and it immediately turned into a curved iron spear. The sky blue wind cloak also hung on Pompeii's shoulders, dancing wildly in the wind like a battle flag.

That was not an illusion, but something that really happened in front of Lu Mingfei. In just an instant, Pompeii Gattuso changed from a seemingly gentle middle-aged man to the mythical ancient man who could descend with thunderous majesty due to rage. God Odin.

Fiery flames wrapped around Odin, and the high temperature evaporated the water on the ground, and white steam gushes out from the cracks in the ruins.

He was so tall that even Lu Mingfei, who was almost human-like after transforming into a dragon, looked like a dwarf in front of God.

"You instigated Friedrich's betrayal of Lionheart?"

"Meineke Cassel has the potential to assassinate the king. If the Summer Mourning incident had not happened, he might be a threat to us if he were still alive today. Besides, although they suffered heavy losses, they did end one of my brothers. "?" Odin took off his mask and turned back into the gentle middle-aged man with a faint smile on his face.

"Were you the one who planned to kill Old Tang?"

"Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, my dear brother... Of course, of course, among my surviving brothers, he was the one who really got the favor of the Black Supreme many years ago... But he was too arrogant and arrogant. . When he created the Seven Deadly Sins, he regarded rage as his original sin, but What really suits him is arrogance," Pompeo said lightly, but his eyes flashed with madness, "I can't compete with him if we stand at the same starting point, but he is too proud, like a man. The true king actually intends to abide by the meaningless contracts we signed. "

This was not the first time Lu Mingfei had heard someone talk about the contract between the Dragon Kings. Xia Mi had also told him similar things. It was the early days of the Age of Kings, when the four great monarchs joined forces with mankind to overthrow the rule of the Black King. After that, the dragon kings signed a contract to sleep until Ragnarok in a certain reincarnation. They would wake up again on the day when the Supreme returned and go to that ten-thousand-year appointment together.

Norton and Constantine apparently kept their end of the bargain, but they were tricked.

Destiny always favors ambitious people, and those who uphold justice will die miserably.

"The original plan was that the Monyach would bring back Constantine's bone bottle from the Bronze City and use his brother's embryo as bait. Norton would undergo an incomplete awakening in anger. We could end him in the academy... ...But there was a flaw in the plan. Norton had obviously woken up a long time ago. He was dormant in the Bronze City for who knows how long. Long years have swallowed up Constantine's authority, and we can't even find the child's cocoon." There was obvious doubt in Pompeii's tone when he mentioned this matter, as if he was originally convinced of the end of bronze and fire. The king's actions will be carried out according to his own script, but suddenly this script has been rewritten, and it has been written beyond recognition.

"Fortunately, I have locked on Norton's identity among humans, which is the Ronald Tang you mentioned... I know that you have a good relationship with him and are good buddies who can play games together, but to be honest, you really You should thank me, otherwise Supreme Norton, who will hatch a complete dragon body one day, will destroy the existing human order with the ancient power."

Lu Mingfei sneered at Pompeii Gattuso's statement. Ragnarok is an unavoidable proposition for hybrids and even all existing creatures. When the Black King returns, everything existing will be overturned. Order is based on civilization. At that time, human civilization may have been destroyed, so how can we talk about order?

But he didn't have much time, and he had to get more useful information from Pompey as soon as possible.

The girl with painted eyebrows and hair stood silently and lonely in the steam behind Pompey, looming and seeming to be there and not there. She was wearing a gorgeous and majestic plain robe, with a narrow ribbon tied around her waist. The ribbon fluttered in the wind, like a snake's tail, and like a dancing purple iris.

When Pompey pulled Lu Mingfei up from the ground, Bai Wang had already appeared behind the middle-aged man. She looked around with phoenix eyes, raised a finger in front of her lips, and the other hand opened five fingers and pressed on Pompey's head. The slender fingers were white and almost transparent.

Lu Mingfei didn't know what she was doing, but he remembered that Bai Wang had done similar actions to Su Xiaoyan. So he guessed that he should ask something useful at this time.

"When we arrived in Oslo and were about to board the nuclear-powered icebreaker, you posted the information of the King of the Earth and the Mountain on the Hunter website and offered a bounty to all the hybrids in the world?" Lu Mingfei asked softly.

"That ship travels between the human world and the gate of the Kingdom of God, burying the biggest secret from the origin of history to the end of fate. No one can reach there before the end comes." It was finally time to reveal his secrets for so many years. Even a man like Pompeii could no longer suppress the desire to express himself. At this time, he needed applause and praise. Unfortunately, the guy standing opposite him just wanted to chop off his head.

"You almost killed them."

"Who? Fenrir and Jörmungandr?" Pompeii sneered, "In the new era, the old gods will die, and I can share more power... Besides, even I can't see what you are. We are all guessing what you will choose in the end, and we made a bet."

"What bet?"

"The wealth in each of our hands... It's just something insignificant in the human world. In the end, I am the only winner." Pompeii shrugged.

"You did all this to fight against the Dark King Nidhogg who was destined to return in Ragnarok, but your ID on the Hunter website is the prince." Lu Mingfei showed a disdainful expression on his face, wanting to anger Pompey and make him expose a flaw for a moment.

Pompey smiled. If you ignore the slender girl behind him and the Nine Yin White Bone Claw-like hand on his head in Lu Mingfei's eyes, he does have the power of a dark king. "My ID is the prince because I never feel ashamed of my identity. On the contrary, I am proud of my father, and I also covet the destiny of becoming the final winner in Ragnarok." He said.

"What about Tokyo? Herzog, Friedrich, they are all your pawns, right? And the boar Neo who kidnapped wild hybrids in South America for human experiments and human trafficking?" Lu Mingfei slowly adjusted his breath. He felt the surging power in his body. It was the authority from the King of the Earth and the Mountain, and a glimmer of light like the light of heaven in the depths of darkness, and the majesty from the remaining blood of the White King was ready to move.

"In the winter of 2010, you and Chen Motong investigated the Twilight Dogma and the Far North through Norma, and even traced the upper and lower ends of the trading chain of the boar Neo, only through the knowledge learned from Kassel Academy and the broken intelligence network. It was already amazing to trace it to that step, but..." He was suddenly stunned when he said this, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes. The White King standing quietly behind Pompeii suddenly frowned his slender eyebrows. She looked at Lu Mingfei, and her deep red pupils were quiet and distant, as cold as the surface of Lake Baikal.

Then, wisps of white mist extended from the palm of the White King's hand on Pompeii's head like dozens or hundreds of tiny tentacles. The mist, which had condensed into a fixed shape, danced in the air, and then suddenly pierced the man's temple.

That trace of confusion disappeared.

"But you don't know the truth." Pompeii said, "I am willing to share these secrets hidden in the deepest part of the world with you because you are qualified to be my ally. We will fight side by side in the Twilight of the Gods, and you are qualified to share the power of the new era with me."

"Do you know Charon?" Pompeii asked softly.

"In ancient Greek mythology, the boatman of the underworld is responsible for extraditing the dead to the Styx." Kassel College has had systematic and targeted courses on the history of the development of world mythology. Norse mythology, Greek mythology, Aztec mythology and Egyptian mythology are all required contents.

"The owner of that ship, the leader of the Far North, Vincent, is our Charon. He is looking for the entrance to the Styx for us, and at the same time, he is offering the souls of the dead to the supreme emperor on our behalf." Pompey seemed to be telling a strange and magnificent modern myth, but Lu Mingfei had already understood his metaphor.

The real purpose of the Yamal sailing in that icy sea is to find the burial place of the Black King. The so-called Styx and the so-called gate of the Kingdom of God are actually the embryos of the Black King who is destined to return in the legend.

Apparently Pompey and the organization called the Holy Palace Medical Association gathered around Pompey have determined the approximate area where the embryo of the Black King is.

"But I am very curious, what are you going to do after finding him? Let the Ragnarok come early?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Pompeii smiled and looked around: "Look at this world, it's crazy and dirty. In the history of the king's death, the traitors attacked each other, but our hands are stained with his blood. When he returns, he will not forgive us but kill us... In this case, why not strangle it in the cradle? The old gods will eventually die, and the gods of the new era will be born with the end of the Ragnarok. The Holy Palace Medical Association was born from this, and we..."

Pompeii's voice became lower and lower, until Lu Mingfei could no longer hear it.

He suddenly chuckled angrily, and the fierce light accompanied the king's domain and grew around with his body as the center.

The body that the White King temporarily constructed with spiritual elements as the carrier disappeared like dust at this moment.

The lion-like horse neigh broke the silence here, and Lu Mingfei's body made a loud sound like a bronze bell. Then he pressed the hilt of the knife, and the two knives were unsheathed with the breath of death.

The domain of the Word Spirit. Judgment was extremely compressed, the ultimate intention of Iai, the fifth degree of blood!

A huge shadow rose from the ground, and the dragon blood hounds' roars were accompanied by a shrill smell. The authority of the king of the earth and the mountain was fully exerted. The towering mountains were like giants slowly rising up, projecting a trembling majesty, and the rolling boulders crushed dozens of dragon blood hounds into minced meat.

After obtaining the authority of Jörmungandr and integrating part of the blood of the White King, Lu Mingfei was able to simulate most of the words in the world, even including the two below the world-destroying holy words, Judgment and Rhine.

The wind of Judgment swept around at a speed of more than 600 kilometers per hour. The blades of Tian Kusanagi and Lust both carried the ultimate death rule. Their target was Pompeii's neck. Even after the Dragon King was beheaded, he could not recover in a short time.

Lu Mingfei in the fifth degree of violent blood state was far from comparable to the third degree of violent blood. His strength and senses increased geometrically. With every breath, the whole Nibelungen seemed to tremble.

This time, Pompey could no longer use his fingers to easily clamp the blades of the two sharp knives, nor could he clamp Lu Mingfei's wrists in the roaring swords.

His expression became ferocious, and pale bandages suddenly wrapped around his arms. The curved iron spear seemed to squeeze out directly from the gap between molecules and appeared in his hands.

The real Kungunir screamed with joy, and it trembled and met Tian Kusanagi and Lust with a strength and speed that exceeded Pompey's own.

This was a collision between the ultimate killing will, and the domains of the kings were expanded to the extreme. In the dense sparks that burst out when the weapons fought, the iron-faced and one-eyed gods and the devils with hideous faces and horns were gritting their teeth and staring at each other.

"What sharing the glory of the new era? What you are looking at is just the core of Jörmungandr in my body!" Lu Mingfei roared.

The white scales were so dense that they jumped between the tightly locked black scales like nanorobots. Lu Mingfei felt the incomparable power surging out from every blood vessel in his body. The legacy from the White King was pushing his fifth degree of blood violence into a deeper level of dragonization.

Then Lust opened the curved gun of Kungunir, and Tian Kusanagi cut across Odin's chest! (End of this chapter)