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"Lu Mingze."

"I'm here." A furry head popped out from behind Lu Mingfei. The little devil looked up at Odin who was high on Sleipnir's back. The light in his eyes was so deep that it seemed to absorb everything.

Along with the little devil came the almost iconic time stop, but by now Lu Mingfei already understood the principle of this effect.

"The one that appears in front of us is Odin's real body, right?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"It should be." Lu Mingze nodded.

"Can we trade?"

"elder brother?"

"Use the remaining quarter of your soul to completely destroy Odin and his conspiracy. You also have to bring your brother's father back, and use the Black King's bones and blood to help your sister rebuild a body." Lu Mingfei said.

"Brother, you now give me the feeling of Zhao Zilong at Changbanpo."

"You mean I'm very powerful?" Lu Mingfei said casually. He remembered that he and Chu Zihang used to play video games in the alley of Chenghuang Temple Small Commodity Wholesale Market in front of Shilan Middle School. There was a game called Three Kingdoms Swallowing Heaven and Earth, and he would always choose the role of the handsome young man Zhao Zilong, while Shabei brother would always choose the most powerful Guan Erge, and lead the pretty boy all the way through the levels to the end.

"No, it was Zhao Zilong who rushed out of Cao's camp holding Ah Dou in his arms. He looked like he had no more worries in the world, and his face was full of the expression 'I've gotten enough, and it doesn't matter if I die here.'" Lu Mingze sighed, "A cunning person like you has always only wanted to live in disgrace, but now you want to die heroically?"

“Stop talking bullshit. The terms of the deal are to kill Odin and his puppets, find his embryo and put an end to his ambition to get his hands on the ultimate power in this world. In the process, send Chu Tianjiao back to Chu Zihang intact and find a body for Xia Mi so that she can be a free and easy little dragon king. It shouldn’t be difficult for you, right?” Lu Mingfei spat. “Can you do it? After this, no one knows whether I am you or me. But I don’t care. Anyway, that old dog Pompeii has to die. It doesn’t matter whether he dies with me or with you.”

"Brother, you don't trust me, or do you think I will occupy your body after the deal is completed?" Lu Mingze pouted, with an aggrieved look on his face.

"To be honest, compared to your request, perhaps destroying the world is more practical."

Lu Mingfei was stunned. “You can’t beat Odin?” he said.

"No..." Lu Mingze said, "Well, it's a little difficult, but I should be able to do it. However, the reason why I can't do it is that the course of history has entered an irreversible stage. Now Pompey Gattuso is the anchor of fate. No matter what I do, I can't stop him from becoming a participant in Ragnarok."

"What do you mean?"

"Have you heard of the grandfather paradox?" asked the little devil.

"I've heard of the paradox of time travel, which was proposed by French science fiction writer René Bach-Zawil in his 1943 novel The Careless Tourist."

The paradox is that if you go back in time and kill your grandparents before your father was born, this action will produce a contradictory situation - you go back in time and kill your young grandmother. If your grandmother dies, there will be no father, and without a father, there will be no you, so who killed your grandmother?

"But I didn't time travel. To be honest, I don't think dragons can do that." Lu Mingfei frowned, and suddenly his eyes widened, "Wait, you mean, my senior sister and Eri——"

"That's not the case. Your rebirth or time-reversal behavior is just an isolated case, but Odin has now anchored the future. The inevitable arrival of Ragnarok is a separate prophecy, but he added his name to that prophecy." The little devil showed a sad face, "He has a strong enough partner, just like me to you, who can protect him in his destiny."

"That means the deal can't be done, right?" Lu Mingfei seemed calm but his heart was actually in turmoil. With just a few words, the little devil had actually revealed many truths of this world to him.

That partner who is strong enough to stand beside Odin is like the little devil to Lu Mingfei, what is that thing?

Lu Mingfei recalled the attack by Odin on Kuimen in the Three Gorges. The name that Lu Mingze gritted his teeth and said at that time was not Odin or Pompeii, but Kungunir.

Could it be that the gun was not actually a dead object?

“Perhaps what I said is not popular enough.” The little devil sighed. He stood in front of Lu Mingfei and looked at the eight-legged horse with its front hooves raised from a distance. Sleipnir’s figure was as majestic as a mountain.

"In the long river of fate, Ragnarok represents the return of the Black King Nidhogg. Although it is an event that occurs at the end of an era, it was determined long before the beginning of an era... In other words, Ragnarok is a determined event like history. As the great constraint of this era, it is a catastrophe that the entire Earth's ecosystem must face." Lu Mingze described the doomsday scene. "Once the movement of destruction begins to play, strong notes will follow one after another. The disaster that swept the entire Pacific coast when the White King revived is just an appetizer for Ragnarok. Tsunamis tens of meters high swept towards coastal countries and cities due to undersea earthquakes of magnitude 8 or 9. Everything on the earthquake zone was swallowed up by the land gullies that appeared in an instant. Every volcano you can imagine has begun to revive, and volcanic ash will be blown up to a height of ten kilometers to cover the entire earth for more than two years..."

“Alright, alright. I’ve heard so many stories about the doomsday catastrophe that the Black King would bring when he returned that my ears are almost covered with calluses. When old bastard Ange was still able to move, he always liked to invite me to have tea. Every time he did, he would tell me, Mingfei, you have to work hard, Mingfei, you are our hope for the end of the world…” Lu Mingfei paused here. “It’s funny. Ragnarok is getting closer and closer. The principal had placed such high hopes on me, but now I’m being hunted by Kassel Academy.”

"That's right, brother, you are not the anchor of destiny." The little devil snapped his fingers.

"You keep talking about the Anchor, what on earth is that?"

"Grandfather paradox, didn't I tell you? Although Ragnarok happens in the future, it is a history that is bound to come to this world. No matter how hard anyone tries, no matter what you do, it will always appear at the right time and the right place." Lu Mingze shrugged, "It is the future, but it is also history. You can never really change history, and now Odin is the traitor who blows the horn of doom. No matter whether he is willing or not and no matter how he struggles, he has already played the first note of Ragnarok. Once the movement begins, fate will not allow him to stop, so even if we kill him a thousand times or ten thousand times, he will always be resurrected for inexplicable reasons."

Lu Mingfei fell silent.

He knew what Odin was planning, and that the Holy Palace Medical Society and the Far North were his minions.

But he had already stopped Herzog, and the iron law that fate could not be changed had been broken.

Everything should be different.

"Brother, don't lose heart. The prophecy says that Ragnarok will come, but it doesn't say whether it will end." Lu Mingze patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder. "It's not the first time that the Black King has been killed. Why don't we turn the coronation ceremony of the new king into his funeral?"

Lu Mingfei was startled and lowered his head to look at the boy with a ferocious face.

Unspeakable anger was revealed on Lu Mingze's face when he mentioned the Black King.

"I have to go. That guy seems to have sensed something unusual." The little devil pointed at the Gungnir in Odin's hand. The front end of the gun had a crack on it, and a dark golden light burst out of the crack, like an eye slowly opening.

Before that eye fully opened, the realm where time had stopped finally collapsed.

The deal failed, and Odin had to be completely wiped out from the planet, a condition that even the devil could not fulfill.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and chuckled.

As he looked up, Sleipnir stepped down with his front hooves at the same time, and spider-web-like grooves cracked into the solid concrete ground, with lightning flowing in the depths of the grooves.

Odin launched a charge, but he was not alone. Behind him were thousands of troops. Dozens or hundreds of huge candles seemed to be swaying in the desolate sand dunes, and dragons soared into the sky from the depths of the dunes!

The group of dragons sleeping in this Nibelung chose to retreat when confronted with the armored cluster of Lord Wa, but now they truly revealed their power.

High-pitched chanting sounded from all directions.

This is a place of death.

"If it weren't for Jörmungandr, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to stand in front of me." Odin's voice was deep and powerful. A huge ball of thunder gathered in front of him, getting bigger and brighter. Finally, half of the sphere sank into the ground, and the three-story-high Sleipnir looked like a ping-pong ball next to the basketball.

Chapter 513: Indra's Wrath

Word Spirit. Indra's Wrath, Word Spirit serial number 116, belongs to the ancient manifestation of the King of Sky and Wind, corresponding to it are Zhulong, the King of Bronze and Fire, Shiva Karma, the King of Earth and Mountains, and Guixu, the King of Ocean and Water!

The chanting and activation of the world-destroying words were irreversible. The terrifying feeling of impending catastrophe made the scales on Lu Mingfei's body open up, and boiling blood overflowed from the bottom of the scales. The high temperature evaporated the blood, and a red mist filled his entire body.

The force forced Lu Mingfei's leg bones to break, as if it was forcing him to kneel down.

At this time, Lu Mingfei heard a child's voice roaring in the depths of his soul. The child said, "Take out our buried swords and use my power to kill the traitors!"

"How dare you overstep your authority! How dare you overstep your authority! You lowly, rebellious person!"

"Power OverWhelming! Come, brother! I'll give you your immortality back!"

"Something for nothing, 100% fusion, 8x gain!"

"Brother, you can't kill him, but we have to let him know! There is more in the abyss than just the Lord of Despair that he fears!"

"From now on he will be afraid of you! He will meet you like a rebel meeting his king!"

Apart from the girl who was hugging Lu Mingfei behind him, another ferocious shadow came down from the sky with a strong wind, and he laughed wildly and hugged Lu Mingfei tightly!

The moment Lu Mingze issued the decree, golden runes flashed in Lu Mingfei's eyes. He spread his black wings that covered the sky, and his pupils were burning!

Natural disasters, catastrophes, kings, emperors, everything in this world that could impose authority on them became insignificant and weak. Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth and grinned, brandishing his sword under the lightning. His ferocious facial bones were cracked because of his anger and determination, and blood flowed down his jawline.

Lu Mingfei flapped his wings and rose from the ground. He roared the order "Cancel!". The moment the voice left his vocal cords, he also disappeared. Ten Kusanagi slashed horizontally, and the dozens of meters long sword light suppressed the lightning of Indra's wrath in the opposite direction.

The process of Odin's chanting of the words was affected. Now he was not facing just Lu Mingfei, but the devil who mastered the ultimate mystery of this world. Many different authorities flowed downstream from the upper reaches of the long river of time, using the ancient language to command the rules of this world to no longer obey the decrees of God.

But he stood still. Dozens or even hundreds of ancient species were singing hymns together in high-pitched voices. The name of the hymn was "Emperor", the Word Spirit Emperor. In ancient times, Nidhogg used his majesty to blend into the long dragon chant, and the dragon chant became a song, and he became the Word Spirit Emperor with the earliest serial number.

The emperor's domain could not make Lu Mingfei kneel. At the same time, in his ears, there was a clear and slightly cold girl chanting another melody of hatred with gnashing teeth. It was the "oracle" used by the White King to compete with the emperor.

The realm of the Word Spirit enveloped Lu Mingfei and Odin. Even though the authority of two kings was surging in his body at the same time, he was unable to issue an order to cancel the elements. He could only watch as the ball of lightning that was about to reach the sky and the earth grew bigger and bigger. The surface of the ball of lightning looked like a thousand dragons rising and swimming. The scaly arcs of electricity appeared dim on the rising plasma, but the gaps between the arcs were so bright that they could blind people's eyes.

The death field of serial number 111 stirred up a bloody whirlwind around Lu Mingfei. The Dragon Blood Hounds and the soldiers of the Holy Palace Medical Association were all blown away by the wind, and their flesh and blood turned into dust and merged into the wind. However, judgment never falls on the emperor. Under the shining of the pale light, the bloody wind rolled back like a raging tide hitting a flood dike. The field of Indra's Wrath almost destroyed the super word spirit that was regarded by the Eight Snake Families as being able to end the war even if it was involved in the war of gods, without even launching an attack.

Dozens of ancient species synchronized the frequency of their chanting of spiritual words in some incredible way. This was a power that had never been displayed when facing Lord Wa and the armed helicopter fleet that Lord Wa applied for from the government. In the glazed field, the four elements twisted together like the double helix structure of DNA to form countless fish swimming in the air. These fish revolved and swam around Lu Mingfei. They silently passed through the sky and split into two, and then reunited after leaving the blade of the knife.

Sharing the power of the new era is just a means for Pompey to confuse Lu Mingfei. Once he chooses to hand over Xia Mi's core, the same method will be immediately used on him.

But Lu Mingfei was not powerless to resist. He possessed a far more powerful force than the young Jörmungandr. The authority of the king of the earth and mountains was in his hands, like a thread that controlled the world, deep into the strata of Nibelung. The stress that had been accumulated deep in the underground rock strata for a long time was guided out. With the territory that could not be invaded by elements as the core, a huge rift extended along the cracks of the earth veins. The red rock layers wrapped in magma turned out along the rift, like giant dragons that had been buried deep underground for a long time and were dead, stretching their spines replaced by iron.

The ancient species flapped their wings and soared into the sky, screaming and fleeing in all directions, or used their vigorous words to resist the catastrophe from below that was melting everything.

But this was enough. A crack appeared in the area used to restrict Lu Mingfei's movements, and he could easily tear open a passage along this crack to escape.

This is far less powerful than the Shiva Karma Dance can be, it is just an exploitation of authority and stress.

The field of judgment had been compressed by the lightning to a two-meter range around Lu Mingfei, like a scarlet iron ball. The back of the iron ball faced the lightning, and its huge shadow was like a moon eclipsed by a heavenly dog.

At this time, Odin had already taken his hands off the surface of the pure energy body. A pitch-black thundercloud was spinning above his head. From the depths of the thunderclouds, tornadoes like devil tentacles protruded. There was not just one, but thousands of them. They extended the tips of their tentacles deep into the thunderball. Lightning leaped into the thunderclouds like a dragon. After a moment, the entire sky turned purple and white, and lightning was concentrated in the clouds.

“My dear sister, I’m sorry I had to do this.” Odin’s voice was a little tired. He looked at Lu Mingfei in the sky from behind the lightning ball that had shrunk to a diameter of no more than ten meters. There was even a hint of sadness in his tone. “His blood is on everyone’s hands. He won’t forgive us when he comes back.”

Lu Mingfei let out a low roar, and a brilliant white blade pierced out from the bright red ball. The realm of judgment collapsed, and the blood-colored dust seemed to make a bloody rain fall from the sky.

The spirit of words. Yaki.

The jet-black scales on Lu Mingfei's body were all peeling off, replaced by pale armor.

Under the illumination of thunderclouds, he was surrounded by dragon shadows that rose and fell like mountains.

The battle started without any warning, and the next second Sleipnir carrying Odin appeared in front of Lu Mingfei.

Pompey, under the iron mask, hung the holy spear of destiny, Kungunir, on the side of the eight-legged horse, and used lightning as a knife to cut the sky and the earth at will.

As the obsidian weapon was swung in Odin's hand, bright electric knives slashed down from the thundercloud filled with purple-white arcs, slashing towards Lu Mingfei from all directions. The power of each electric knife was comparable to that of a super-high-yield thermobaric bomb.

Every second, more than a hundred meter-long electric knives waving lightning fragments and flowing golden plasma intersect with the Ame-kun in Lu Mingfei's hand, and the dazzling light in the thunderclouds high in the sky does not dim at all, which means that within the coverage of this thundercloud, Odin can summon hundreds of similar attacks at any time to kill any creature in this area, and this attack can continue until the user of the Word Spirit is sure that his enemy has been completely exterminated.

But Lu Mingfei's vitality seemed to have not diminished at all. Flashing arcs of electricity moved freely on the surface of his scales, and his muscles undulated like the tide, trembling violently every time Tian Kusanagi and the huge electric knife crossed each other.

His eyes were never even on the sky. His burning pupils always reflected Odin's figure, every detail, every scale and every feather.

Indra's wrath released the electric knife, which did cause some damage to him, but after using the words of Yaki, Lu Mingfei recited the words of not wanting to die to himself. Now his body seemed to be filled with super nanorobots, and any slightest damage would be repaired in an instant, and there was no process for this repair.

Odin suddenly realized that such an attack was meaningless to Lu Mingfei. He jumped from Sleipnir's back, and the huge wings behind him tore through the sky blue wind cloak and carried him high into the sky.

A fierce scarlet light flashed in the pupils of the Pegasus. It roared, and hard and thick scales grew out from under its tough mane. It slammed into Lu Mingfei like a tank running wildly in the sky.

Lu Mingfei did not dodge at all. He put away his knife, leaned forward to the right, and charged at Sleipnir with one shoulder like a bullfighter.

A teeth-grinding sound rang out from mid-air. All the bones in the eight-legged Pegasus' body were shattered in this collision. A twisting stress poured into the giant beast's body from the top of its skull. At a speed visible to the naked eye, Sleipnir's muscles and bones were completely crushed in every corner where the stress passed.

The scales fell apart, the flesh and bones all turned to dust, and the eight-legged Pegasus didn't even have a chance to fly backwards before it was shattered into a blood mist that drifted away under Lu Mingfei's impact. A pale figure walked out of the blood mist and swung his sword at Odin in the sky. But Pompeii just turned his hand and pressed down, and a large arc of electricity fell from the thundercloud like a dense web, and the nodes of the web were dotted with countless thunder balls.

"The wrath of Indra is the light of world destruction. Do you think you can fight against such power, sister? You can't, and your agent can't either." Odin chuckled.

"Lu Mingze!" Lu Mingfei yelled.

"Brother, let me do it!" The little devil flashed out, "Fuck, give me the armor to combine!"

A set of weird armor made of welded metal meshes and looking cheap appeared and covered Lu Mingfei's body. Odin couldn't see what was happening, and the electric arc had already wrapped Lu Mingfei.

Fishnet-like arcs and pearl-like spherical lightning passed through Lu Mingfei's body. The dazzling white light flowed and exploded. Even Odin could not look directly at such strong light.

After a moment, the world returned to silence, and the airspace where Lu Mingfei had flapped his wings and floated was empty.