Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the New Three Kingdoms

Chapter 180 The Sense of Security

Through the fog, Chu Zihang saw what caused him pain: the overpass.

The black road surface gleamed from the rain, the lane markings reflected a cold light, and... the bright yellow headlights?

It's a very old-fashioned color, not the cool white that's popular now, nor the sharp blue of xenon gas.

It's more like a halogen lamp from a certain era, which shines into the rain and gives the raindrops a warm glow. But this warmth seems eerie in a storm, so eerie that it's like someone in the dark holding two balls of fire, quietly waiting for you to approach.

Chu Zihang's pupils contracted slightly.

This gave him a very bad association, as if he were falling into the past.

It was as if he was about to crash into the most unforgettable moment of his life.

Maybach.

rain.

viaduct.

And those bright yellow headlights.

But the Maybach's headlights aren't that color.

A very inappropriate thought flashed through Chu Zihang's mind.

Why is it a bright yellow? It looks like golden eyes.

The Golden Eyes are supposed to be described as merely emitting light, which is more of a symbolic term. How could it actually emit light in a downpour, shining as steadily as a car headlight?

So it must be the car headlights.

It's probably just the car headlights.

Chu Zihang frowned, memories flooding his mind.

My mind is filled with overwhelming hatred and pain.

The hatred is directed at Odin, the pain is directed at oneself.

He hated Odin for taking away his biological father and was tormented by his own powerlessness at the time.

And there's nothing we can do about it now.

The fog bound him.

It was as if the entire space was giving him an order: you can only fall like this, you can only fall with this suspension bridge.

You fall onto the viaduct below, shattering the suspension bridge, yourself, and the cars below.

He was helpless against the fog.

It was as if Odin had swept away the third wave of blood he was about to unleash with a mere flick of his wrist.

But he cannot simply offer his neck for slaughter.

Because in such a place, losing the ability to move is tantamount to handing your neck over to someone.

He's currently in a second-stage hemorrhage; if he falls, he might not die, but he'll definitely be seriously injured.

If Odin is to come, this is the perfect time.

Even if the other party doesn't even need to kill him like that.

But he can't fall here.

We cannot fall here in this posture.

One cannot offer one's neck for execution.

Even if I die, I cannot be harvested by Odin.

He would fight, even if he might not be able to do much damage to his opponent, he would still splatter blood all over them!

Chu Zihang's fingers tightened slightly.

The knuckles are turning white.

There was no sound coming from the headphones.

Only the sound of rain.

Only the sound of the wind.

There was only the sound of something breaking.

But this didn't help him much.

Lu Mingfei's whereabouts are unknown, and he cannot rely on him all the time.

This is neither his personality nor his character.

Even if the other party is as stable as Mount Tai, he cannot live at the foot of Mount Tai forever.

He will eventually have to leave and rely on himself.

He knew very well what else he could do to risk his life.

Unleash the third wave of bloodlust.

Pushing the body to a more dangerous threshold, refining the bloodline to its limit.

Use that instantaneous burst of energy to break free from the fog's grasp, to change your landing point, and escape this aerial coffin.

Even if they don't have time to break free, at least they can prevent themselves from shattering completely upon landing.

At least he could still retain some strength to splatter Odin, who was coming later, with blood.

Chu Zihang took a deep breath.

That breath felt like it was going to burst his lungs.

The third wave of bloodshed has begun.

The blood in his body began to stir, and that familiar, dangerous heat climbed up his spine. The light in his golden eyes ignited deep within his pupils, as if someone had set fire to his eyes.

He raised his hand.

Get ready to push that door open in the next second.

But just a second ago.

The headlights from below shot up.

The yellow light dispelled the fog.

It's like someone stuffed two suns into a storm.

..wrong!!

Those aren't car headlights!! That's not the old Maybach!!

That's Lu Mingfei!!!

He soared from the ground into the sky! Like a rocket taking off, like the sun rising.

He flew so fast that even the wind couldn't keep up with him, so fast that the raindrops were torn into two diagonal lines behind him, as if he had cut a hole in the storm as he passed through the rain curtain.

Chu Zihang could see it; he saw Mount Tai rushing toward him from the ground.

He could see it; he saw Mount Tai clench his fist.

then.

"boom!!!"

The suspension bridge was destroyed with a single punch.

The metal plate at the bottom shattered upon impact.

The fragments were shaken into a fan shape and sprayed out, the rainwater was shaken into a white mist and spread out, the cement and steel bars exploded and scattered, and the glass was shaken into powder by the enormous force!

Chu Zihang's feet suddenly lost their footing.

Even the mist was dissipated by that punch, freeing him from his restraints.

This caused him to detach from the suspension bridge and fall freely.

But he didn't smash it onto the bridge surface.

Because Lu Mingfei was already below him.

The opponent leaped from the ground, just as his strength was about to allow him to hover in the air.

It wouldn't kill him with the force of the charge; at that moment, the other person reached out, grabbed his clothes, and pulled him over.

Then it landed.

The knees bent to absorb the force, but the overpass was still shaken by the force, leaving cracks. However, it was enough.

Lu Mingfei was unharmed, while Chu Zihang was so shocked that he coughed up blood.

"Are you alright?"

Lu Mingfei was a little embarrassed.

It's a bit like the Yoshiwara arc of Gintama, where Sakata Gintoki makes a cool rescue, but the kunai he knocks away still manages to poke the head of the child he's protecting.

Okay, that's really awkward.

Why doesn't he have a biological perspective?! It's so frustrating that saving anyone makes them want to vomit blood!!

Lu Mingfei put Chu Zihang on the ground, his golden eyes shining like the sun, leaving Chu Zihang stunned.

Chu Zihang couldn't hear Lu Mingfei's thoughts because those two golden eyes, like high beams, made it impossible for him to see the other person's appearance clearly.

But he could hear what the other person was saying.

Those reassuring words.

A while ago, Chu Zihang tried watching JoJo's Bizarre Adventure.

This is probably the perfect illustration of the theory of reassurance.

"I'm fine."

Chu Zihang tried to stand up; spitting out a mouthful of blood was nothing to worry about.

Even if Odin were to bring his army to attack them the next second, his thoughts suddenly stopped.

Because Lu Mingfei's expression became serious.

With the power of the Bloodlust buff, he was now hearing something.

In the sound of rain.

It's very light.

It's so light that it might be mistaken for an illusion at first.

It was like metal clashing together in the distance, like someone gently tapping the ground with the butt of a spear.

It's like a horse's hoof pounding on an asphalt road.

Then the sounds became more frequent.

It was the sound of numerous footsteps, orderly and approaching from afar.

It's like a thousand troops that don't need to speak or make a deafening noise; they just need to move.

The sound of their footsteps was terrifying, enough to make one's soul fly away.

Lu Mingfei looked into the mist, where the light from his golden eyes dispelled some of it.

But the dispersal was unsettling, because behind the fog were densely packed people.

And a tall, magnificent horse, and a single eye that looks like a lantern.

—Odin, with a thousand soldiers and a horse.