In Norse mythology, he is known as the great god-king among the Æsir. He is the god of the sky, the god of war, and the god of death. He is also known as the father of the gods.
The description of this god-king in the mythological epic is perfect. He is wearing a golden armor and a cape as blue as the sky. He is riding an extraordinary eight-legged horse on his crotch, and he is holding a branch of the world tree in his hand.
The glorious holy spear.
When he attacks with all his strength to punish his opponent, the opponent may only have time to pray.
But the god of prayer is right in front of you. The object of a person's prayer is to kill his own god. No matter how pious this kind of prayer is, it is impossible to succeed.
Odin charged forward on his eight-legged horse, with the holy spear in his hand thrust out like a wild dragon emerging from its cave. Even though it had not yet hit, Lu Mingfei felt that his forehead was about to be pierced.
That is unparalleled potential!
This is also the first time Lu Mingfei has felt a sense of oppression since his rebirth.
The howling wind blew his black hair back, but his eyes were sharp. Faced with this overwhelming charge, Lu Mingfei had no intention of retreating.
Dark flames suddenly rose from his body and immediately surged throughout his body.
Lu Mingfei not only did not retreat, but took the initiative to face the blow and stepped forward fiercely.
With a roar, his whole body shot towards the charging Odin like a cannonball.
Boom!
The two collided violently, and a thunderous explosion instantly resounded throughout the corridor.
The violent shock wave rippled out in irregular shapes. The walls and floors of the corridor were subjected to devastating impacts, and the tough granite instantly shattered into powder.
The two exchanged positions and took their respective positions.
Odin's whole body exudes noble golden flames, and the holy spear in his hand manifests its true form.
Previously, this holy spear had always been shrouded in golden light. It looked extremely sacred and dazzling, as if it were made of gold. However, when the light dissipated, it was discovered that this holy spear actually looked like a stick picked off at random.
The branches, especially the spear head, are extremely crude and rusty, and may break if applied force.
But just such a branch that looked very ordinary, even a little dry, was able to withstand Lu Mingfei's black flames.
Yes, since awakening, this is the first time that Black Flame has an opponent that cannot be destroyed.
If you look closely, you will see that there is a thin layer of fluorescence lingering on the surface of this dead branch, which is expanding and contracting regularly on the outer edge of the branch as if it can breathe.
Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the dead branch in Odin's hand.
If Odin is the god of war and death who holds power, then this branch is undoubtedly another incarnation of his identity.
This dead branch seems to be a living thing, containing a fierce killing intent and the will to die.
In the brief confrontation just now, the aura bursting out from this dead branch was so fierce. Although it was an insignificant branch, it felt like facing thousands of troops. It was an unparalleled killing and fighting spirit.
And the dead branches themselves contain the will of death, as if countless undead souls are roaring and shouting, trying to pull the living into the abyss of death.
Once an opponent is attacked, just the impact of these two spiritual storms can put the opponent into a situation beyond recovery.
In the mythological epic, the Holy Spear Kungunir is also named the Eternal Sacred Spear. This artifact was made by dwarves. The material of the weapon is the branches of the World Tree. The most terrifying attribute of this Holy Spear is its absolute hit.
As long as it is thrown, the target will definitely die.
Of course, if this is true as described in the myth, then Odin does not have to go to great lengths to plan the eggs of the Dragon King hidden in the ice cellar. He can simply shoot cold guns in the dark and wait until all those who can threaten him are killed.
After being shot, wouldn't it be nice if he came out leisurely to reap the fruits of victory?
So this holy spear is not as terrifying as the legend says, it is flawed.
It may just be very powerful, so strong that other opponents have no ability to fight back, but to Lu Mingfei, it is definitely not an invincible weapon.
Although Odin's expression could not be seen after the attack, the look in his mask was fearful.
Also in the previous confrontation, Lu Mingfei gave him a very strong feeling.
The growth of this new Supreme Being was far beyond his imagination, which made him feel solemn. If he did not win over him, over time, Lu Mingfei would no longer be something he could control, and he might even be controlled by others.
Counterattack.
As the God King, Odin would never allow this to happen.
The ferocious pupils flashed with dazzling light. As the great father of the gods, he had not used all his strength for an unknown amount of time, because for him, using all his strength meant completely unblocking himself. For him, the same
It is extremely dangerous behavior.
But today he had to go all out.
Odin had a deep hunch that if it were later and Lu Mingfei was given a certain amount of time to grow up, even if Odin later swallowed the Dragon King's egg and evolved his own bloodline as he wished, it might still not be Lu Mingfei's.
opponent.
Because this boy's growth rate is so terrifying, it can be said that he is growing all the time.
His strength is increasing even when he sleeps, right here in the river!
If Odin can no longer defeat the opponent, he will become miserable, not only because of Lu Mingfei's attack on him, but also those things behind the scenes. They will never allow this to happen. By then, Odin will also face
trial.
Yes, a god must also be judged under that kind of thing, and Odin does not dare to violate it, even if he is the father of the gods.
Thinking of this, Odin felt solemn and decided to attack with all his strength.
The majestic golden flame swept away from Odin like a tide, and immediately turned into a holy spear in the form of energy and shot towards Lu Mingfei.
The boy's figure was instantly submerged.
However, from the golden tide, a powerful wave that was not inferior to Odin also burst out.
Lu Mingfei's whole body was filled with jet-black flames that violently impacted with Odin's golden flames. Black and gold were clearly separated.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Two different energies overturned and attacked each other, and the terrifying power raged in an instant, as if two angry dragons were fighting to the death.
The entire corridor, the entire ice cellar, and the entire Kassel Academy experienced an unprecedented shock.
Angers and the vice-principal were almost unable to stand still as they rushed over.
"I'll go, why are you so angry?"
The vice-principal finally stood firm and looked toward the depths of the ice cellar with a frightened expression. The source of the shock just now came from there, and it was getting worse.
"Frammel!"
Ange said in a solemn voice, calling his old friend by his first name without any warning.
"arrive!"
The vice-principal tensed up, knowing that Angers would only be so solemn when the situation was most critical and he needed help.
"Notify all teachers and students of Kassel College immediately! Remember, it is all teachers and students! Be sure to leave the college as soon as possible!"
Angers looked at the ice cellar with cold eyes, his old face was like a cold rock.
"All teachers and students? Angers, are you sure?" The vice-principal's voice couldn't help but rise.
Isn’t this the time to live and die with the college? All teachers and students are leaving the college, they are planning to form a group and run away!
"If you don't want teachers and students to be injured or killed, stop those unrealistic fantasies immediately." Ange said in a deep voice.
"……yes!"
The vice-principal thrust his plump ass hard and rushed towards Amber Hall at a sprinting speed.
Because of the dinner party, almost all the teachers and students gathered there. Even the few teachers and students who could not go joined the battle because of the invasion of the dragon-shaped Deadpool, so it was right to rush there to inform everyone at this time.
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Norma, including EVA, has lost contact, and various electronic communication devices have lost signals under the violent turbulence of elements. At this time, if you want to notify others, you can only rely on the most primitive method, which is to run over and shout loudly.
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"Mingfei, it's up to you this time."
Ange smiled bitterly.
However, he did not leave, but walked towards the ice cellar again with firm steps.
That figure from behind never looked back, even if there were mountains of swords and seas of fire in front of him, he could not stop his steps.
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The wind and rain howled violently, pouring down like a waterfall from the sky.
The rain washed away the blood on the rocks and the ferocious black corpses, gradually forming a small river filled with broken arm remains.
This scene is like hell.
Chu Zihang stood in the cold rain and was baptized by this waterfall, and it was like standing in hell preparing to accept the final judgment.
He seemed to have returned to that rainy night many years ago, on that elevated road that did not exist in reality.
Chu Zihang could never forget that scene. He drove the Maybach crazily in the rainy night, but because he wanted to rescue Chu Tianjiao, he turned back again.
He drove the car to top speed, and then the Maybach lost control and rolled over, but he did not give up. Even if the car was totaled, he still had his legs.
As long as he is still alive, he must rush to that battlefield. Maybe dying on that battlefield with his father is his destination.
Sometimes Chu Zihang couldn't help but wonder what position his once incompetent father held in his heart since that incident.
A hero?
Maybe so.
When a person disregards his life and is willing to give up everything to save another person, then the other person is definitely worthy of the title of hero.
Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, Chu Tianjiao was indeed a heroic figure at that moment.
Chu Zihang could never forget that man in the wind and rain, holding his long sword high, leaping into the sky, and slashing down at the god-king named Odin.
It’s really cool!
Although Chu Zihang has always been cool, and many people in Shilan Middle School, including his mother's friends, think he is cool, Chu Zihang knows that the distance between him and the word cool is only superficial.
But the moment when that man slashed at the so-called God King with his sword was truly cool in Chu Zihang's heart!
That Chu Tianjiao, who had always been incompetent and cowardly, was able to attack the God King with a knife in such a desperate moment. How brave he was.
Looking back at himself, at that time Chu Zihang just wanted to escape quickly, quickly stay away from those dark shadows, away from the God King, away from everything. Maybe Chu Zihang didn't want to be a burden to his father Chu Tianjiao, but he never considered whether that man could
Bear it.
If he could turn back time, Chu Zihang would rather go back to the rainy night when he was fifteen years old. When he started the Maybach, he would crash into Odin first instead of running away.
This ending is cool, isn’t it?
It was that man who personally taught him how to drive. One day, Chu Zihang learned to drive, and then he used the car as a weapon and crazily crashed into the so-called god.
As if by some arrangement, there should be such a passionate collision in destiny to complete the ending, instead of driving the Maybach away like a coward without looking back.
These years have passed, but deep down in Chu Zihang's heart he still blamed himself. Deep down in his heart, he actually always hated himself for not being able to fight side by side with his father on that rainy night.
So what if I died on that rainy night!
Chu Zihang never thought that one day he would be defeated by difficulties. Even when he was still a teenager, he was extremely good. As long as he learned something, his grades would always be first.
What Chu Zihang wants to be is the kind of upright man who can protect himself and his family, rather than a loser who runs away after being frightened.
And if he collides with that god in the end and leads to his own death, if he has that man by his side, he will not be lonely on the road to hell.
But those things have become the past that cannot be changed, and it is the battlefield that Chu Zihang cannot return to despite running with all his strength.
The sky and the earth were silent except for the heavy rain falling.
The two figures are like sculptures, standing still despite being washed away by the wind and rain.
Caesar wiped the rain off his face and stared at the two people in the distance.
He didn't expect that he could eat such a big melon at such a moment.
Although the battle was over, Caesar could still see something was wrong between Chu Zihang and the cloaked man who revealed his true face.
Well, something is very wrong.
Especially the similarity in appearance between the two, they look like they are related by blood.
Coupled with the fact that Chu Zihang was so angry that he almost lost his mind, Caesar now feels that there is definitely a big problem between the two.
I suddenly felt very gossipy in my heart, maybe the drama of fatherly kindness and sonly filial piety will be staged later.
Such raging anger, such hysterical hatred, if nothing happened in between, no one would believe it.
Caesar also felt this feeling deeply. Didn’t he also hate his father Pompey the same way?
If possible, Caesar actually wouldn't mind using the Dictado to chop at his old father, staging a show of loving father and filial piety.
Of course, the premise is that Pompeii must give him this opportunity.
Instead of begging for his forgiveness in every possible way like an old father who would cry and repent at any time, which made Caesar feel sick.
But the battle in front of me was different. Whether it was Chu Zihang or the cloaked man, neither of them held back at all. They were all collisions of real swords and guns. It was so exciting!
But watching a show is a show, and Caesar will still stand by his old rival when necessary.
Across the wind and rain, Chu Zihang stared at the person opposite.
No one of them spoke first, as if silence was the eternal theme.
After a long while, the middle-aged man in front of him let out a deep sigh with emotion.