From an angle that Mai Shutoku couldn't see, Fingel looked particularly calm, with a bit of boring helplessness in his eyes.

He took out a Cuban cigar from his breast pocket and lit it skillfully. The thick smoke covered his extremely bright golden eyes.

Mai Shutoku was about to complain that Fingel was still in the mood to smoke. Is this a smoke before she dies!?

But the next moment she felt the heat coming from behind her, it was so violent and surging.

Obviously she should be staring closely at Deadpool in the semicircle in front of her, but she still couldn't help but glance sideways.

Fingel was seen throwing aside his oil-stained scabbard. Blackness spread across the originally dark blade, the black light continued to extend, and the blade also became longer.

It finally turned into a long knife with a twisted blade and a strange shape. The dark flame suddenly rose up. The wind and snow could not dissipate its heat, and the snow melted as soon as it entered, turning into a misty mist.

Fingel had an indifferent expression on his face, as if he had done nothing surprising, while the dead waiters surrounding them trembled and retreated unconsciously, letting out a low growl that penetrated their throats.

Mai Shutoku was shocked. As far as she knew, wasn't this man's speech spirit a bronze throne?

Fingel held the cigar in his mouth, took a puff skillfully, stepped forward, leaned over, and swept across!

In the dark night, the dark fire flashed across, bringing with it the shrill sound of the wind.

The severed limbs flew around and were instantly turned into charcoal by the high temperature. With just one knife, all the dead soldiers on the top of the water tower were cleared.

But Fingel didn't stop, he took a vertical step and fell straight down.

Mai Shutoku felt the burning sensation pass by her, and a black crack penetrated the water tower. Along with the sound of explosive thunder, a large amount of water mist rose.

Fingel actually cut off the water tower with one knife!

As for those Deadpools who climbed the water tower, their deaths and injuries were not counted.

After the initial shock, Mai Shutoku took out the rope from her collar and lowered it from the top of the water tower to the ground. Looking at the knife in Fingel's hand, she couldn't help but ask: "What kind of knife is this?"

Fingel held the knife in one hand. After taking a puff of the cigar, he took it off with the other hand and said calmly, "Junior sister, haven't you heard of the Flame Dragon Slayer's Dark Killing Flame Demon Knife? Then you are really a little ignorant.

, everyone agrees with the book I wrote."

…………

Lu Mingfei finally put on his mask and jumped from the top of a Khrushchev building to the opposite side. By sprinting, he jumped more than twenty meters and reached the top of another building.

But before he could stand still, a flying Deadpool with membrane wings passed by, and he quickly raised his knife and slashed.

The sharp claws and the Kodachi intersected, causing sparks to fly, but the next moment Lu Mingfei felt that his swing was empty.

Not only that, his body became weightless.

It was similar to the feeling when the Nibelung was twisted in the first place. When he stood firm again, the surrounding environment changed again.

This time he was not in a building or on the street. He was in a long corridor, but there were no windows on both sides, and there was a stuffy smell in the air, as if he was somewhere underground.

"drink--"

Lu Mingfei tried to speak, and the voice-activated light on the top was turned on. With the light, he felt slightly relaxed. Compared to the enemy, he now felt that the unknown darkness was more terrifying.

He walked along the corridor and stopped when he passed a door.

Senior Brother Chu once told him that there are always traces of changes in the Nibelungs. When he came to a new place, he should investigate and look for clues.

Use a small knife to cut into the crack of the door, and use force while wearing a mask to easily open the door.

When the door was opened, a putrid smell hit the nostrils, as if the putrid smell had been soaked in water for several months and then left to ferment in the room for a few days.

He held his breath and groped for the light switch on the wall and pressed it.

The lights came on, and the scene in front of him made Lu Mingfei's heart stop.

There were slightly raised white cloths everywhere, and some of the white cloths were stained with black mold spots. Looking at the shapes wrapped in white cloths, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt nauseated.

He walked to a white cloth and opened it with trembling hands. As expected, the white cloth covered a dead person.

This was a young man whose face was so rotten that it was hard to see clearly. He had been dead for an unknown period of time, and his body gave off a pungent stench.

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt extremely frightened. It would be better if he didn't see anyone at all.

Why are there dead people in this Nibelungen? Are they piled up underground?

He remembered that he had just passed through many such doors, and there was a putrid smell in the corridor.

There are about a hundred people in a house, so if all the rooms he just passed were added up, wouldn't it be possible that there are thousands of people!?

And the corridor was very long, and he didn't see the end.

There are only...how many people in this safe haven?

He backed away tremblingly, and then ran around the room like crazy, lifting the white cloth one by one. Every time he lifted the white cloth, he was frightened.

Until he saw an old man under a white cloth and felt that the other person's appearance was somewhat familiar. He suddenly turned around and rushed out of the room, breathing heavily in the corridor.

"No, no..."

Lu Mingfei murmured to himself, he composed himself and ran wildly in the corridor, trying to find the exit.

He didn't find the way up, but found the entrance to the next level.

Just as he walked down the stairs, he heard the scraping of claws at the corner.

He stepped lightly, turned around, sprinted suddenly, and cut off the dead waiter's head with a knife.

This level is complex like a maze, with paths all around.

Suddenly, Lu Mingfei stopped. He heard a lot of scratching sounds of sharp claws in front of him and to the left, as well as cries like ghost babies.

About to be surrounded?

Lu Mingfei thought quickly, which way should he rush to? Or go back the way he came?

While he was thinking, a pair of hands suddenly covered his mouth. Lu Mingfei's hair stood on end. He immediately squatted down, used all his strength to get rid of the restraints, rolled forward, put one hand on the ground, and turned back, preparing to slash with a knife.

But he managed to hold the knife back at the last moment so narrowly that his wrist was slightly twisted.

"dad?"

Lu Mingfei said in surprise.

"Shh, Fei Fei come with me."

Lu Lincheng raised a finger in front of his mouth, signaling Lu Mingfei to keep his voice down.

He led Lu Mingfei through the maze, turning left and right, and came to a safe house.

"Dad, why are you here?"

Lu Mingfei said doubtfully.

"The safe haven was attacked, the Nibelungs were twisted by some power, and there were deadpools everywhere. Have you seen your mother?"

Lu Lincheng had worry on his face.

"My mother and I had just finished eating when suddenly the space was distorted. When we regained consciousness, we were already separated."

Lu Mingfei replied.

"Oh, I can only hope that your mother is safe..."

Lu Lincheng sighed, "You must come with me now. Maybe you are the only one who can solve this Nibelungen problem."

Lu Mingfei pointed at himself blankly, "Me? How to solve it?"

He thought to himself that despite his virtues and abilities, he had to wait for Senior Brother Lu to solve the problem. He had already worked very hard to save his own life.

"It must be cut now. I didn't go into details before. This Nibelung is actually built by the spirit of that boy, Lu Mingze. As long as you can kill him, everything will be resolved naturally, and everyone will

Be at peace."

Lu Lincheng explained.

Lu Mingfei was silent and did not answer Lu Lincheng. He seemed to be very confused.

"Fei Fei, I know you may think he is not a bad person. He has attached himself to you and grown up with you, and you will always feel friendly. But now is not the time to worry about this. The entire safe haven is in danger, including your mother.

And your friends."

Seeing Lu Mingfei's hesitation, Lu Lincheng continued.

"Senior Brother Lu is in danger?"

Lu Mingfei shook his head, a little disbelieving.

"When the Nibelungs go berserk, there will be spiritually embodied enemies. Their strength has no upper limit. Even Lu Chen will have a hard time dealing with it. After all, he is also from here now."

Lu Lincheng seemed very anxious, "Son!"

"Cutting...if I can succeed, everyone will be fine, right?"

Lu Mingfei said tangledly.

"The premise is that you can succeed. Deep in your consciousness, you must be determined."

Lu Lincheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Lu Mingfei agreed.

But Lu Mingfei pondered for a long time, and finally put on the mask silently, with a pair of dazzling golden eyes lighting up, "How did dad get here?"

Lu Lincheng was stunned for a moment, "You doubt me? We drank whiskey together the night before yesterday, and last night we ate the guinea fowl made by your mother. I thought it was too salty. When you were a child..."

Lu Lincheng started talking non-stop.

After talking for a while, Lu Mingfei raised his hand and said, "Okay dad, I just remembered the hallucination I saw before."

He was talking about the anxious-looking blond girl. With the Nibelungs in such chaos now, it was possible to see things that were unreal.
To be continued...