Chapter 75 The End
"I was wondering why that feeling hasn't disappeared yet... It turns out it's waiting for me here..."
Lu Mingfei looked at the man floating in the air and suddenly laughed softly.
When he was in the hospital, he was always shrouded in a strange feeling. He knew that he might die, so he told Hill his biggest secret. He hoped that he could at least change the world, and hoped that at least there would be someone who could remember him after his death.
At first, Lu Mingfei thought that the strange feeling was because of the 500 planes, but the feeling did not disappear until all 500 planes crashed and even he himself crashed. He didn't expect that it was waiting for him here. After defeating the soldiers, he would start fighting the big boss.
"I'm here to invite you to join my army. You've proved that you're far stronger than those losers out there. I can give you everything you want, including power, wealth, and strength." The man floating in the air was wearing Hanfu, his handsome face appearing and disappearing in the shadows. He first laughed up to the sky and then spoke to Lu Mingfei in a seductive tone.
"Ah... you guys are not even willing to change your rhetoric to attract people... And if I join, will I become like those half-human, half-ghost people under you?"
Lu Mingfei curled his lips, recalling the classic lines of villains in those movies in his mind, and couldn't help feeling annoyed. He sighed and gently rubbed his forehead with his fingers, trying to ease the irritation brought about by the classic lines.
"Oh, so you are going to refuse?" Hearing Lu Mingfei's words, the handsome man floating in the air suddenly looked gloomy. The coldness in his eyes seemed to be able to freeze the air, and his voice was low and full of endless threats.
"In your current state, any one of my men can kill you."
The figures in black robes under the Hanfu men began to stir. The faces under the black robes were blurry, and only the golden pupils emitting golden light could be seen. Each figure exuded a cold aura, like a beast smelling the scent of prey.
"Well, you can give it a try. We have no grudges against each other, but you guys keep looking for trouble with me." Lu Mingfei thought of Kaczynski and the Deadpool in the Corey Forest.
He had wondered for a long time where the monster came from, but it was not until the floating hybrid appeared in the Avokur Forest that he began to associate Kaczynski's death with the Elders' Council.
“I really won’t be willing to give up unless I kill all of you…” Lu Mingfei originally thought that he would die in some corner of the battlefield and would not have the chance to take revenge on this organization called the Elders’ Council. He didn’t expect that these guys would come to his door today.
"We are only protecting the Abraham Treaty. We'll give you one last chance. If you join us, we can pretend that nothing happened before." The face of the man in Hanfu became increasingly gloomy.
“Hahaha… do you have to talk big before a fight? When it comes to talking big, I, your Grandpa Lu, have never lost!” Lu Mingfei roared, his bones all over his body crackling, and those bones that were broken in the plane crash just now began to reorganize and aggregate.
Keel mode activated
Lu Mingfei has been trying this skill when he has nothing to do. At first, he could only move one or two bones. Later, he found that as long as his emotions reached an extreme, he could move more bones. Now he has only one idea, which is to kill all these guys in front of him.
“You can use the dragon bone form without drinking dragon blood... It seems that you are really not simple... But so what, it’s just a dragon bone form…” Hearing the sound of Lu Mingfei’s bones crackling, the man in Hanfu’s eyes flashed with surprise, but it was quickly replaced by a hint of coldness.
"Go! Kill him! If he doesn't want to join us, then destroy him. We must not let him fall into Odin's hands!"
Hearing the words spoken by the man in Hanfu, the dozen or so black-robed figures below him began to make crackling sounds of bones, and then rushed towards Lu Mingfei like a dozen black arrows.
Lu Mingfei began to chant, but strangely, the flame representing Jun Yan did not erupt, as if something was preventing it from erupting.
“Hehe, in my Nibelung, except me, no one else can use the power of words. I’ll give you one last chance to join us. I can pretend that nothing happened.” As if he saw Lu Mingfei’s confusion, the man in Hanfu explained with a smile.
He really hoped that Lu Mingfei could join his camp. His men were a level lower than Odin's Valhalla. He was in urgent need of someone capable to be his boss. Otherwise, if any troublesome half-blood came along, he would be asked to personally take action. Would he still have the face to do that?
"Really..." Lu Mingfei pulled out a dagger he carried with him from his waist. The blade flashed coldly in the dim light. He also had a pistol, but the bullets had been used up in the air battle just now.
“Hmph! You don’t know how to live or die.” The man in Hanfu snorted coldly when he saw Lu Mingfei taking out a dagger.
The black shadows approached quickly, their sharp claws cutting through the air, making piercing screams. Each claw was covered with turquoise scales, a weapon harder than steel.
Lu Mingfei gripped the dagger tightly and faced forward fearlessly. A crisp sound of metal clashing exploded in the air, and his dagger collided fiercely with a sharp claw, sparks flying.
He raised his foot and kicked hard at a black shadow, with such force that the shadow was kicked several meters away. Lu Mingfei was as nimble as a cat, and he quickly lowered his head to avoid the other claw that was grabbing him. Then the dagger in his hand struck out like lightning, slashing at the chest of the other black shadow.
However, the scales of the black shadow were as hard as iron, and the dagger only left a tiny scratch on it, and even splashed a few sparks. Lu Mingfei's heart sank, knowing that these enemies were not easy to deal with.
Just as he drew his knife, another sharp claw grabbed his back from the side. He failed to dodge completely, and three deep cuts were torn on his back. Blood splattered out. But just as the sharp claw was about to penetrate into his flesh, his hard bones blocked the fatal blow.
Lu Mingfei's eyes were red. He suddenly grabbed the ankle of a black shadow next to him and swung it high up. Like a huge war hammer, he smashed it around. All the black shadows were forced back by this huge force and did not dare to act rashly for the time being.
He was breathing heavily, his muscles trembling slightly due to extreme tension. While the other shadows had not yet reacted, Lu Mingfei quickly strangled the neck of the shadow whose ankle he had just grabbed, and exerted force with both hands.
His strength became extremely terrifying with the blessing of the dragon bone form. With a "click", the black shadow's neck was broken by him. The sound of broken bones was particularly harsh in the empty space.
First.
Lu Mingfei panted and let go of the lifeless black shadow corpse, his eyes grim. His skin was indeed not as defensive as the scales of those black shadows, but he possessed more powerful strength. In the dragon bone form, he believed that he would not lose to these monsters easily.
However, hand-to-hand combat is not Lu Mingfei's strong point. His style has always been to solve problems by swinging his fists randomly, or by swinging his engineer shovel violently. His fists and engineer shovel are always effective when facing opponents weaker than him, but when facing enemies of similar strength, he relies more on the power of words.
But now, facing these enemies with similar strength to him, without the blessing of the Word Spirit, he felt a little powerless. His breathing gradually became rapid, sweat rolled down his forehead, and his thoughts began to wander at this moment.
He looked at the dark shadows slowly gathering towards him, knowing that he would most likely die here today. A feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart, and his mind began to involuntarily recall his short 19 years of life.
He suddenly remembered an incident in elementary school. At that time, he was beaten black and blue by a group of people because he stood up for a girl in his class. At that time, his parents were still with him, and he was not as cowardly as he was later.
He vaguely remembered that he returned home that night with a bruised face and nose, and his father, whose appearance he could no longer remember, taught him a lesson.
"Ming Fei, when you fight, just grab one person and fight him. Don't be afraid of the other people's fists and feet. Even if you have to bite, bite off a piece of flesh from one of them. Let them know that you are not someone to be bullied. Whether you win or lose, dad will always support you and will always help you settle it."
That sentence remained in Lu Mingfei's mind and became his belief in his childhood. Every time in school, he was the most ferocious fighter until no one dared to bully him anymore.
However, when he was in junior high school, he got into a fight again and scratched the face of a fat boy in the same class who had always bullied him, and was asked to call his parents.
However, the people who said they would always support him never showed up again. Instead, they were replaced by a pair of guys whom he had to call uncle and aunt. They held his head and made him apologize to the fat boy who had always bullied him. After that, they kept scolding him and warned him not to cause trouble again.
From then on, he started to become a coward. When he was bullied, he no longer dared to fight back. He even had to smile when being scolded, because he didn't want to be called the parents' home again. The man who said he would help him settle everything would never appear again.
Lu Mingfei returned to reality again. His eyes cleared from confusion and gradually became firm. He thought of Kaczynski's face, as well as the faces of Hill, Paul and others. Their eyes were full of hope and admiration.
"Lu Mingfei... Lu Mingfei... you dead coward, you still want to retreat at this time? If Hill and the others knew that the captain they have always admired is like this, will they be completely disappointed..." He muttered to himself, and a new flame gradually ignited in his heart.
"So, let these guys know that you are not to be messed with!!!"
A determined light flashed in Lu Mingfei's eyes again. He gripped the dagger tightly, suddenly roared, and used all his strength to rush towards the group of black shadows again.
He directly pressed a black shadow to the ground, and without hesitation, he raised his fist, punching the black shadow in the face one after another. His movements were fierce and crazy. Since the dagger was useless, he would use his fist! Each punch was filled with the anger and vitality burning in his body, and the force was so great that it seemed that he wanted to beat the opponent into a pulp.
As he struck hard, the black figure's hood slipped off, revealing a hideous and terrifying face covered with green scales, and his golden eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.
Lu Mingfei glanced at the face with disgust, as if it was the ugliest thing in the world. His fists did not stop and continued to smash down madly, each time harder than the last, wanting to smash the face into a bloody mess. The scales gradually shattered under his fists, blood splattered, and his fists were already stained with blood, but he didn't care.
The surrounding shadows seemed to be angered by this scene. They pounced towards Lu Mingfei one after another, and their sharp claws cut horrible wounds on his body, with blood and flesh rolling around.
However, Lu Mingfei completely ignored the pain. The only thought left in his mind was that he would take a few people with him even if he died! Lu Mingfei waved his arm again. This time he held the dagger tightly. A red light appeared on the blade. The scorching temperature radiated from the blade, like the flames of hell.
The dagger pierced the shadow's head without hesitation, making a "hiss" sound. The burnt smell hit his nose, and the shadow's body stiffened in front of his eyes, and finally collapsed to the ground, without a sound.
the second.
For some reason, just now Lu Mingfei suddenly felt as if he could release the spirit of words. He quickly compressed Jun Yan onto the blade of the dagger. The muscles in his arms swelled at this moment, and a raging fighting spirit burned in his eyes.
He turned quickly, and the hot dagger cut through the air, directly cutting off the claw that was grabbing his back. The claw with three green arms fell to the ground with a "click", making a dull sound, followed by three painful roars.
But Lu Mingfei would not give them a chance to breathe. He swung his hand back, and the hot blade tore through the air and slashed towards the necks of the three black shadows at lightning speed.
Those hard scales were as fragile as paper in front of the dagger and were cut off in an instant. The three heads flipped several times in the air and then fell to the ground.
the fifth.
Seeing the situation suddenly reversed, the other black shadows were all stunned. Their movements stopped in mid-air, and they stared at Lu Mingfei's dagger that was flashing red light with horrified eyes.
The wind began to dance wildly around Lu Mingfei, instantly pushing his speed to an incredible level. He turned into an afterimage and rushed to the remaining black shadows at lightning speed. Before those black shadows could react, their heads had already soared into the sky.
the seventh.
Just as Lu Mingfei was about to kill the remaining five shadows, he suddenly heard a gust of wind. His body reacted instinctively and dodged a wind blade. The wind blade brushed his shoulder, and the sharp airflow tore his sleeve, leaving a shallow blood mark.
He looked up at the man in Hanfu floating in the air. The calmness on his face was gone, only rage and ferocity appeared on his face. His eyes were like a volcano about to erupt, filled with uncontrollable murderous intent.
"Who are you? Why can you use the Word Spirit in my Nibelung?" The man's voice echoed in the air, with uncontrollable anger and confusion.
"William Hans, a small Prussian captain." Lu Mingfei responded coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone and a mocking smile on his lips.
“Since you don’t want to say it, then there will be no chance to say it!” The Hanfu man’s anger reached its peak. There was a golden light flashing in his eyes, and he wanted to tear Lu Mingfei to pieces.
After saying that, he suddenly rushed towards Lu Mingfei from mid-air. The air made a sharp whistling sound due to his speed. At the same time, he kept waving his hands to release wind blades, which cut the surrounding space like a knife.
Lu Mingfei dodged repeatedly, nimbly avoiding the deadly wind blades, but the speed of the wind blades was too fast, and several bloody marks were left on his body again.
Before he could regain his footing, the man in Hanfu rushed in front of him like lightning, and grabbed his neck with his claw-like hands with such force that he almost broke his neck.
A feeling of suffocation suddenly came over Lu Mingfei, his vision became blurry, breathing became increasingly difficult, and the world seemed to be moving away from him.
Just when his neck was about to be strangled, the dagger in his hand began to extend rapidly, and the hot flame spread along the blade, turning it into a flaming long sword. He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to slash the flaming long sword at the arm that was strangling his neck.
The flaming sword slashed at the arm, but failed to cut it off as expected. The hard scales blocked the blade, but the scorching temperature caused the arm to loosen involuntarily for a moment. Lu Mingfei seized this opportunity and suddenly leaped back, putting some distance between himself and the man in Hanfu.
The man in Hanfu looked down at the scales on his wrist that were burnt by the flames. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then his expression became solemn.
He slowly raised his head and stared at Lu Mingfei coldly, his voice low and full of murderous intent: "Such a strong control of fire... You are the one of the Bronze and Fire King! No, Norton and the others haven't revived yet!"
Lu Mingfei coughed lightly, rubbed his neck which was pinched so hard that it hurt, and showed a hint of irony on his face. "The King of Bronze and Fire? What is that? I've never heard of it, but the name is really childish." He deliberately said in a frivolous tone.
"Don't worry about the Bronze and Fire Kings, just take care of yourself." After saying that, Lu Mingfei's expression suddenly became extremely serious. The muscles all over his body began to swell rapidly, and the surface of his skin flashed with a metallic luster, as if a layer of steel armor covered his skin. At the same time, the flaming knife in his hand also extended rapidly, and the blade became even hotter, as if it was going to burn up the air.
This time, the giant flaming sword in Lu Mingfei's hand was two meters long. The flames on the sword became more and more condensed, almost turning into substance. The scorching red light made the surrounding air begin to distort, and the whole world seemed to be swallowed up by this terrifying heat.
"Use three kinds of spiritual words at the same time!" The pupils of the man in Hanfu suddenly contracted, and a hint of disbelief and surprise flashed in his golden eyes.
But Lu Mingfei would not care about his surprise, this was his last attack. He was almost drained before entering Nibelungen, and he had just experienced such a high-intensity close combat.
Now every attack of his was almost consuming his life in battle. If this attack could not kill the man in Hanfu in front of him, he would really die.
“This sword… must succeed…” Lu Mingfei muttered to himself. His hands holding the giant flaming sword trembled slightly, but his eyes were extremely firm. He gathered the last bit of strength in his body and rushed towards the man in Hanfu at lightning speed. The ground shook with his violent impact.
Seeing this, the Hanfu man's face changed suddenly, and he quickly covered his entire body with dense scales. At the same time, a horrific storm broke out around him, with howling winds, carrying countless sharp wind blades, cutting everything around him into pieces.
The flaming giant sword collided fiercely with the storm, making a deafening roar, the flames and the strong wind intertwined, the scorching flames burned fiercely in the storm, and the world seemed to be about to be ignited. At this moment, it was like a replay of the scene in the Avokur Forest, and the breath of destruction filled the air between heaven and earth.
But this time the scale is larger and the outcome is different.
“Who are you anyway…” The voice of the man in Hanfu came from the storm and flames, with obvious pain and anger in his tone.
At this time, he had completely turned into a monster. His originally elegant Hanfu had turned to ashes under the burning flames, revealing his terrifying body covered with scales. His hands that once held Feng Bao were now tightly strangling Lu Mingfei's neck with such great force that they were about to strangle him to death.
Lu Mingfei felt the pressure on his neck becoming increasingly stronger. His breathing became more and more rapid, his vision began to blur, and he could hear the sound of his own heartbeat gradually weakening.
He knew that his life was slipping away quickly and death was approaching step by step, but he was not afraid. Long before the plane took off, he had already prepared himself to never go back. However, he still had a trace of regret in his heart that he had not been able to completely defeat the enemy before him.
He looked down at the chest of the Hanfu man, where there was a huge gap, the wound he had just cut. Through the wound, he could even clearly see the still beating heart. He was just one step away, just one step away, and he could kill this guy... It was really... Such a pity...
"I'm your father!" Lu Mingfei listened to the man in Hanfu asking this question again, and squeezed out these words from his throat with difficulty, with a bloody smile on the corner of his mouth. Just as he said before, he, Lu Mingfei, has never lost in a verbal battle.
When the Hanfu man heard this, the anger on his face instantly reached its peak, his eyes almost spitting fire, and he increased the strength in his hands again, wanting to crush Lu Mingfei's neck directly.
But Lu Mingfei did not intend to be strangled to death like a chicken. At this most critical moment, the fire in his body broke out again.
This was his last counterattack and his last dignity as a warrior.
A scorching flame erupted from Lu Mingfei's body, instantly enveloping him and the man in Hanfu. It was the King's Flame that he burned out with his last bit of life force, and it was going to reduce everything to ashes.
Lu Mingfei, who was in the flames, felt that his body was disappearing bit by bit and gradually turned into nothingness. He didn't know whether this last blast of Jun Yan could kill that guy, but he had tried his best.
His consciousness began to blur, and his vision gradually dimmed. In the flames, his body was gradually turning into ashes, and the world was gradually moving away from him. He felt a strong sense of sleepiness coming over him.
"It's over... It's really over... I can finally have a good rest..." Lu Mingfei's consciousness gradually faded away, and the last thought flashed through his mind. He felt so tired and sleepy. He wanted to sleep forever and never wake up again.
He closed his eyes and let the darkness swallow him completely.
Huh, the First World War chapter has ended like this. It’s not too good nor too bad. It can be said to have landed smoothly. I hope you all like it.
(End of this chapter)
