Slaying Odin

Chu Zihang stepped out of the car, trembling alongside his father.

He looked up at Odin, feeling unimaginably small before such a colossal presence.

Chu Zihang could not fathom why they had been targeted by such a terrifying existence; he was completely in the dark.

Odin's mount, Sleipnir, exhaled heavy breaths, accompanied by the surging of thunder.

The shadows surged forward once again like a tide, surrounding them from all directions.

Gazing at Chu Zihang and the others, these shadows roared impatiently, much like bloodthirsty beasts catching the scent of fresh meat.

It felt as though they would pounce at any moment to tear them to shreds.

Odin's grand voice resonated, "Human, pay homage to your god."

"That wouldn't be a problem, provided you let us leave this place."

Chu Tianjiao spoke with unprecedented seriousness.

"Become a member of the Divine Kingdom."

Odin did not seem to punish the insolent man, wishing only to grant him eternal life as one of these shadows.

Chu Tianjiao solemnly pulled a briefcase from the trunk; his silence served as his refusal.

To remain in Odin's Divine Kingdom meant they would also become shadows, so of course, he could not agree.

Chu Tianjiao looked at Chu Zihang and smiled bitterly, "Son, I really wanted to spend more time with you and your mother, but it seems... the trouble I carry is quite significant."

"I was careless, and it even followed me here."

"From here on out, don't worry about me. Just get in the car and drive the Maybach as far away as you can, until you've left this place behind."

Chu Tianjiao spoke with the resolve of a man prepared to die.

He turned his head to look at Odin and the shadows that were starving and impatient.

A dead end.

They had fallen into a hopeless trap.

Tears welled up in Chu Zihang's eyes as he shook his head firmly, "No!"

"These monsters will kill you."

He seemed to fully understand his father now.

He understood the magnitude of the conspiracy his father was entangled in and the terrifying entities he was fighting against.

The years of estrangement had only been for his and his mother's safety.

With the atmosphere reaching this point, both of them seemed to have opened their hearts to one another.

However, just as Chu Tianjiao wanted to say something more to play the part of a brave father, he discovered that the Murasama in his hand had vanished.

Looking up, he saw that the friend his son had brought along had somehow taken his blade and was already walking toward Odin.

Chu Tianjiao roared in extreme anxiety:

"Kid, are you trying to get yourself killed? That is the chief god of the Aesir, Odin!"

Chu Zihang also hurriedly warned:

"Lu Mingfei, what are you doing?"

The giant appearing before them gave Chu Zihang a sense of oppression that made his soul tremble.

He did not doubt for a second that the opponent only needed to throw that vaguely visible spear to pierce them all through.

Facing an enemy that was impossible to defeat, why would he seek his own death?

"Tsk."

The response to the father and son was a clearly impatient click of the tongue from Dragon Clan Duyang.

Chu Zihang was then astonished to find that, facing such an incredible giant, Lu Mingfei showed no expression of fear; he simply said to the giant with annoyance:

"So you're the one who sent people to block our path?"

"Silence means consent, then."

"I see you're looking for death."

"What?"

Hearing these words, Chu Zihang's brain short-circuited once again.

Lu Mingfei was actually provoking...

Provoking such a terrifying existence...

For a moment, he held his breath.

The Maybach's engine hummed low, its headlights pinned firmly on the massive figure standing tall in the center of the intersection.

Rain washed over the ancient, hideous armor, reflecting a dim, cold light.

The armored warhorse remained motionless, the two golden lights in the eyes of the knight upon its back piercing through like divine radiance.

The divine might was like a prison; in an instant, Chu Zihang felt his blood nearly freeze and his breathing become labored.

Facing Lu Mingfei's brazen provocation, Odin had no intention of wasting words, pushing that long spear forward before hurling it.

Time seemed to stretch and distort; the moment the spear left Odin's palm, it left a ghastly white trail in its wake.

Where the spearhead pointed, a sense of piercing through all things emerged—it was the manifestation of a "sure-hit, sure-pierce" law.

And the target pierced by that divine spear was none other than Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei did not even look at the spear, merely turning his wrist slightly as his thumb pushed the guard of his blade.

"Clang~"

It was a clear, resonant sound like a dragon's roar as the blade left its scabbard.

The next moment, centered on Dragon Clan Duyang, a terrifying ripple radiated outward, and a snow-white light surged forth, gathering layer by layer like flowing water onto the blade of Murasama.

It added a touch of holy, Sumeru-like color to the luster that rippled like autumn waters.

The blade rose, meeting the trajectory that seemed capable of piercing everything.

The next moment, an incredible scene unfolded.

Gungnir, the divine spear capable of piercing stars, stopped the moment it touched the seemingly thin edge of Murasama.

And Lu Mingfei's movements did not falter in the slightest.

As the blade struck the trajectory of the divine spear, his wrist flipped with extreme naturalness, shifting Murasama from a vertical strike to a diagonal sweep. The blade light, imbued with the Level 5 Omega Mutant Purification Power shared by Marvel Duyang, extended along an unpredictable, ethereal arc toward the armored divine shadow on the elevated road.

It is well known that the Four Great Dragon Kings can use world-ending level Spirit Words, which, when pushed to their limit, can destroy human society.

But if the Purification Power of a Level 5 Omega Mutant were to become a Spirit Word, what kind of powerful Spirit Word would it be?

Being able to use this power without restraint was enough to completely suppress Odin.

Moreover, Lu Mingfei was such a unique existence that as long as his potential was fully unleashed, he could inherently push the power of Spirit Words beyond the world-ending level.

Coincidentally, sharing power with the other four Duyangs had greatly stimulated this potential.

On Chu Zihang's side, he saw Lu Mingfei standing in the violent curtain of rain, holding Murasama, his figure thin, yet he seemed to cut off the entire world of vast divine might.

A massive white blade light rose once more.

This time, it was clearly visible.

A white arc of light, as if capable of refining the void, flowed out from the edge of Murasama.

It was not fast, yet it calmly sliced through the rainy night, sliced through space, and sliced toward the knight on horseback.

Odin seemed to finally realize some immense threat; he let out a roar, and the surrounding curtain of rain shook violently.

He attempted to move, attempted to raise some invisible weapon to block.

Even the space beneath him began to distort.

But all resistance appeared futile before that white arc of light.

The white arc calmly cut into the domain of divine might, cut into the distorted space, cut into that ancient and hideous armor, and cut into the Odin beneath the armor.

It was like a hot knife through ice, or an eraser wiping away pencil marks.

The arc swept past.

Then, Odin, along with his armored warhorse, was silently split into two halves along that white incision.

The bisected divine shadow maintained its posture from a moment before, then immediately collapsed and disintegrated like a weathered sand sculpture, turning into light particles finer than the rain filling the sky.

These light particles were violently washed away by the downpour, leaving no trace in the blink of an eye.

All that remained in the middle of the road was the pouring rain.

"A pity; it would have been even better if I could have transformed Murasama into a Black Blade."

Dragon Clan Duyang weighed the sword; it was well-crafted and sharp enough to cut through iron like mud.

But if one were to transform the blade into a Black Blade, it would require a certain amount of time.

Thus, the Odin that had blocked the path was extinguished.