Chapter 162 The Return of the Holy Glory

At 5:20 pm, it rained heavily.

The cold winter night fell very quickly, perhaps partly due to the rain, and the sky was already stained with ink.

The three alchemy items, Jingyue, Murasame and the Tower of Xenometry, were finally delivered to Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang in the freezing rain.

Strictly speaking, Tian Congyun is an "animal corpse". Even if it can be sent back to the country, it will inevitably waste a lot of time. It is better to take Murasame back.

The decisive battle with the gods should also draw the final curtain and ending with this weapon.

"You look like you are going to seek revenge on someone."

Elise whispered with some fear that when they were in the manager's office, the two big boys were like two old Taoists who had entered trance. They looked calm as if they had reached immortality and were chanting prayers that she didn't understand;

But after coming into contact with the long sword and the tachi, the two of them changed their demeanor, from being virtuous masters to ruthless thugs.

"almost."

Lu Mingfei opened the suitcase and examined the six pieces of pyramid-shaped black metal stored inside the grooves. The surface was painted with various strange and complex patterns and symbols.

"Tower of Different Degrees", one of the gains from the trip to Japan, can be combined with the Nibelungs to complete space replacement and enter the hidden Nibelungs.

Because the shape looks very similar to the thousand-year-old bricks in "Yu-Gi-Oh!", Fingel once suggested that each of the original members of the Holy Blood Pavilion wear one around their necks, and then get a hairstyle that looks like they are good at playing cards... Lu Mingfei Directly reject it.

With it, it is useless even if the false god closes the door and hides.

"Thank you for the lunch. To be honest, your cooking skills are much better than those in the cafeteria."

After completing the inspection, Lu Mingfei closed the suitcase and said goodbye to Commissioner Elise, who stayed behind in the branch.

"Don't cause trouble, otherwise even if you are Chinese, it will be difficult for the college to explain to the orthodox Li family..."

But before she could finish her words, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang had already walked out of the door of the German restaurant, and their figures blended into the black wind and rain outside.

Only the drop of blood and tears with wings behind the trench coat of the Executive Department is still bright.

"It's similar to that day, right? It's also raining."

Lu Mingfei said.

He was sitting in the passenger seat, holding the hilt of Jingyue's sword with both hands. The silver blade shone with coldness, and the living creatures inside it that had been bathed in the emperor's holy glory seemed to feel the master's fighting intention and emitted a slight buzz. .

"Yes. But this time we are going to seek revenge."

Chu Zihang nodded and placed Murasumi in the groove of the car door where the umbrella was placed.

Although this car is not a Maybach, it is still a luxury car, and it still has these small functions.

That night, the man drew his blade from here and fought with those black shadows.

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Before leaving the city, the two of them activated the towers of alienation one by one according to the method given by the alchemist Sergeant Old Tang and placed them directly on the car. It didn't matter if they were replaced with the space, as long as they could be sent in.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the rain suddenly became heavier, as if someone poured a whole bucket of water down. Even the wipers could not sweep the downpour of rain from the car window in time.

The icy cold air seemed to seep into the car. Neither Lu Mingfei nor Chu Zihang spoke. Only the cheerful piano music full of vitality and youthfulness echoed melodiously from the car stereo.

It was the "Waltz of Spring" by the Austrian master Johann Strauss Jr., although it did not fit the darkness of the winter rain outside the window and the two soldiers in the car who were about to embark on the battlefield and launch a charge.

"Looks like we've arrived."

Chu Zihang suddenly spoke softly.

Under this kind of rain, Chu Zihang slowed down the car to 40km/h to avoid getting into a car accident before he saw Odin.

There was mercury light shining in from the car window, and what appeared in front of them was a toll station. Different from the toll station they saw last night, it stood quietly on the road, and the light reaching into the sky was like A lighthouse that guides ships lost in storms.

The Mercedes-Benz passed through this unguarded toll station and saw the gray high bridge that seemed to be erected in the heavy rain. The lights of the toll station and the Mercedes-Benz could only barely illuminate part of it, and the rest seemed to be swallowed up in darkness. Among them, I don’t know if it extends to the abyss of hell.

The rusty iron sign on the roadside was no longer blocked by branches, and "No. 0" reflected scarlet light under the light of the car lights.

They have broken into this Nibelungen sealed by Odin.

Chu Zihang stepped on the accelerator, causing turbulent water splashes on both sides of the Mercedes-Benz, and headed straight forward towards this dark elevated road in the wind and rain.

There is a familiar atmosphere filling the car.

"It's exactly the same as that day."

Lu Mingfei's expression became pious and peaceful, and a kind of power was condensing in his body. When he opened his eyes again, he could only see the sacred and bright golden light in his eyes.

There seemed to be roaring thunder in the sky, the thunder that confirmed the birth and passing of stars.

The Nibelungs, the "land of the dead" and the "dark labyrinth" in the mouths of the mixed race, have now become the main battlefield that is absolutely beneficial to Lu Mingfei.

If possible, Lu Mingfei hopes that every enemy in the future will drag him into the Nibelungs to fight, so that he can better embrace the holy light from the emperor.

The playing of "Waltz of Spring" ended. It was the last song played in the list. After the song ended, the car was once again filled with the sound of pouring rain.

"Bang bang."

There was a gentle knock on the car door, followed closely by a strange sneer.

"boom!"

It was Chu Zihang's palm that responded. The panic and confusion he experienced for the first time was long gone, replaced by a firm and calm face.

He held the steering wheel with his right hand, and smashed the car window glass with his left fist, just like catching a mischievous kid, and locked the black figure knocking on the car window with his palm.

A bright golden light also rose in Chu Zihang's eyes, his breathing suddenly became heavy, and his skin was as red as congestion - the next second, the black shadow held tightly in his hand ignited A blazing flame!

The black shadow could no longer laugh. It screamed and struggled in the flames, like a rag swaying in the storm, until it was burned into red charcoal.

Chu Zihang threw away the black shadow's body and retracted his wet arms from the window.

These shadows will all face the wrath of the Emperor.

On the other side, Lu Mingfei's figure had disappeared, and rainwater poured in from the open window, soaking the passenger leather seat.

In the violent wind and rain, Lu Mingfei stood on the roof of the car running wildly on the elevated road, as unyielding as a rock, the strong wind making his windbreaker rustle.

His golden eyes scanned the group of aliens running wildly around the Mercedes-Benz indifferently. The next second, his figure became blurred in the rainy night.

The silver sword arc was like lightning in the darkness. In an instant, all the alien heads were separated from their bodies. Before their necks could gush out blood like fountains, Mercedes-Benz was already charging forward. Throw them away into the endless darkness behind you.

"Now you are unqualified to face the Sons of Saintlyth, the Emperor's warriors."

Lu Mingfei's figure stabilized on the roof of the car again, and a dazzling golden light was shining behind him, like a sun that was about to rise.

Then the sun quickly solidified, turning into a vague halo and a pair of blazing wings of light on the back of Lu Mingfei's head and back.

As the only light in the dark universe, that great being once again set his sights on this world.

And Lu Mingfei also once again showed the form of the emperor's saint through his spiritual blessing.