Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Sekiro

"Here I come!" So he took the knife and jumped toward the center of the battlefield.

The boy watched Fingel's figure disappear into the distance, then placed his hand on the ice.

Zero held his hand, and suddenly, the ice in the very center collapsed, revealing an extremely deep hole. The mountain of flesh and the girl both fell into the hole.

"Are you really not going to regret it?" the boy asked again.

"No regrets," Zero said.

The boy nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

A pure white light emanated from his body, enveloping him and Zero, transforming them into a sphere of light.

The sphere of light floated up like the rising sun, emitting a blinding light. It fell into the extremely deep ice cave and merged with the remains of the Black King Nighogg.

In an instant, an even brighter blaze appeared.

Chapter 458 Loki's True Form

"What I've always wanted to do is stay by your side...brother..."

In the dazzling white light, everyone heard that childlike murmur.

The light went out, the ice melted, and turned into warm water, which submerged every being in Nibelungen.

Yuan Zhisheng and his group fell into the water. Suddenly, they held their breath as water rushed into their noses and lungs. They thought they would choke, but surprisingly, they didn't feel any discomfort. They could breathe normally in the water.

The wounds on my body have healed, and all the fatigue has vanished. It feels like a fetus is nestled in its mother's amniotic fluid, warm and comfortable.

The spirits, motionless as they were submerged in the water, slowly sank to the bottom. Their withered and emaciated forms, nourished by the water, regained their vitality, becoming fuller and supporting their thin white robes.

In the deepest part of the water, Nighogg's remains lay quietly. Everyone looked down and saw tender green shoots sprouting from the dried black dragon bones. The shoots grew wildly, turning into thick stems and spreading roots.

Loki, now a mountain of flesh, swelled up once more. His already enormous body was stretched into a sphere, as if someone was constantly pouring water into his belly.

It wasn't until his belly burst open that everyone saw Gungnir, which had taken root and sprouted inside him.

The twisted branch, which had been twisted into a spear, unfurled and sprouted emerald green leaves, as if it had just been broken off from the tree.

Loki's form changed continuously in the water. Tentacles detached from his body, and his face, which had various expressions, turned into a puddle of pus like melting ice cream. He kept shrinking as excess things were removed from his body.

One of the yellowish-brown orbs detached from his body, rose along with the bubbles, and eventually landed in Xia Mi's palm, illuminating her face.

The ball of light shone faintly, and Xia Mi could feel the power within it that shared the same origin as hers—half of her brother Fenrir's soul. She opened her mouth and swallowed the ball of light, preserving it within her.

At the same time, Erii seized the opportunity, grabbed the tip of Gungnir's spear, and forcefully pulled the spear out of Loki's body. At the shaft, the roots had already pierced into Loki's flesh, and new flesh and blood were pulled out along with Gungnir.

Loki let out a painful howl as he lunged at Erii, trying to snatch back the spear. But he was no match for Erii now, who easily restrained him and tore him in two.

But he did not die. The purging power continued to cleanse him, and the powers within him that did not belong to him were constantly being expelled. He regained his human form, but his muscles atrophied, and he became a thin and pitiful boy.

When he looked at his hands, he frantically grabbed at his scalp.

He lunged at Erii again, but Erii was too lazy to leave him and kicked him away.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood and stared blankly at his frail body.

He reverted to being the powerless and insignificant "Dragon King".

When he realized this, he curled up into a ball, as if trying to hide himself, but everyone could see his bony back. He was like a malnourished, skinny monkey, with his spine protruding and his arms, which were wrapped around his legs, as thin as bamboo poles.

“Is that the true form of the ‘God King’…” Lu Lincheng looked down at the pale figure.

"It's ironic, isn't it? Every time he appears in public, he's riding an eight-legged steed, looking majestic and imposing, but his true appearance is so thin and pitiful," Giovanni remarked.

"He's too insecure, so he has to pretend to be an invincible god-king. At the same time, he has an extreme lack of security, which is why he keeps creating dead servants and undead as his subordinates. He needs these external things to give him courage. He is essentially a very cowardly person," Lu Lincheng analyzed.

"What exactly happened?" Genjiro swam over.

“It can only be the ‘Holy Child’,” said Genji. “Did you all hear that voice?”

“I heard... he said... he wanted to be with his brother…” Giovanni said, “Does that mean he went to see Lu Mingfei?”

“They probably became one with that remains. They were born from the World Tree, representing vitality. Only they in this world can possess the power of ‘rebirth’,” Lu Lincheng said.

While they were talking, Erii had already swum up, dragging the emerald green Gungnir along, her face full of joy.

But her face was still covered in scales, her hands and feet were claws, she had twelve membranous wings on her back, and her hair was silver-white.

The roots were still growing, lifting them up, like the magic beans Jack planted sprouting, ready to send them to the land of giants.

They were lifted out of the water and placed on towering trees.

"Help! A hero, please save me!"

Susie, who was clinging to a tree branch, heard cries for help and looked in the direction of the sound.

There was a man hanging from a branch, the branches piercing through his backside pocket. He looked like a roast suckling pig skewered on a skewer, hanging helplessly on the branch.

“Fingal? What are you doing here?” Susie asked in surprise.

"Miss Su, why don't you save me first?" Fingel looked at Susie with a pitiful expression.

Susie couldn't help but laugh at his comical posture: "Why don't you hang there a little longer? I have something to do, I'll come back to rescue you later."

"No! Heroine!" Fingel shook himself violently, trying to turn over, but the white clothes were of poor quality. As soon as he moved, there was a tearing sound, and the fabric tore open a huge hole. He was about to fall into the water.

Susie covered her mouth and laughed again, but before he fell, she grabbed his hand and pulled him back up.

Fingel patted his bottom and was about to hug Susie: "Girl! I'm so happy to see you again!"

Susie dodged, causing him to miss his target.

He tidied his hair as if nothing had happened and then looked around purposefully.

"What are you looking for?" Susie asked him.

“I’m looking for my old friends.” His eyes lit up, and he suddenly leaped high into the air, swinging between the branches like a nimble gorilla.

Susie watched as he carried four unconscious "spirits" on his shoulders, like he was carrying a sack of potatoes. Finally, he landed on a thick tree branch and carefully put the four people down.

"Who are they?" Susie also jumped over and saw Fingel remove the masks from the faces of the four people. They were all young people, two men and two women. When they pulled off their white clothes, they could see that they were wearing worn-out diving suits with the Kassel emblem embroidered on them.

“Your seniors.” Fingel let out a long sigh of relief, as if he had lost all his strength, and sat down on a tree branch.

The tree was still growing, and in just a few dozen seconds, it had carried them high into the sky. The sky was cracked by the tree canopy, like a broken mirror. Suddenly, cold seawater poured in, and the world turned pitch black.

But the tree emitted a green light, pushing aside the seawater and continuing to lift them upwards, eventually breaking through the ice and allowing them to reach the surface.

Many people on the ship looked over, marveling at the scene.

The person who had descended jumped down from the branch, and Erii waved the Gungnir in her hand, from which golden flowers sprouted, pure and beautiful, carrying a delicate fragrance.

Genjiro and Genjiro bound Loki and kept a close watch on him.

But this guy seemed to have become withdrawn, always keeping his head down, curled up like a hedgehog, and wouldn't speak when called. If you left him there, he would lie on the ice like he was dead.

"Kill him?" Genji kicked Loki hard, leaving a bruise on his back, but Loki didn't even groan.

“He’s practically dead now; keeping him around would be more useful,” said Yuan Zhinv.

"You succeeded?" Angers walked over and asked.

“It’s a success.” Lu Lincheng nodded, pointing to the spear in Erii’s hand, and said, “That’s the final Gungnir.”

“Angers, even if we wake Lu Mingfei up now, it won’t make a difference. Now that the ‘Holy Son’ has returned to his position, one-third of the ‘Holy Spirit’ can no longer fight against two-thirds.” Pompeii threw away the empty wine bottle in his hand: “Let’s wait for the reshaping of the new world. It will be a wonderful world, without hybrids, without dragons, and without hypocrites like us.”

He was drunk, his face slightly flushed, and he walked alone into the wind and snow, swaying unsteadily, humming an Italian folk song.

Angers did not stop him, but quietly watched him leave.

The song was swallowed by the wind, and Pompeii gradually disappeared into the darkness.

...

Three days later, the former Binhai City.

This place is now a ghost town; everyone in the city has been sent to underground shelters to escape the bitter cold.

The sky is black; Nibiru's domain has long since taken over this sky. The surface temperature of this city is currently -60 degrees Celsius and is still dropping.

A black dragon with a long, serpentine tail coiled above the city's central sky, carrying two withered branches in its mouth, and slowly descended to the center of the square.

The warm glow of the lamps illuminated the square, with clusters of lamps standing in all directions, raising the temperature to a level suitable for human activity.

There, a hospital bed was placed, and Lu Mingfei was lying on it.

The crowd waited for this moment, and together with the Gungnir that had been taken back from Loki, the three Gungnirs gathered in the square.

When these three broken branches are placed together, they automatically intertwine, with verdant leaves and withered branches, destruction and rebirth, life and death coexisting on this single branch.

The three combined form the ultimate holy spear—Lonnukis.

Erii carefully picked up the spear and placed it on the hospital bed.

As if sensing something, the new shoots spread toward Lu Mingfei, and the branches entwined around him.

They waited quietly. When the tender buds wrapped around Lu Mingfei's whole body, Lu Mingfei's fingers twitched. Then he opened his eyes, looked at the girl who was hugging him, and touched her head.

"I am back."

"Yes." Erii's eyes welled up with tears. "Welcome back."

...

Lu Mingfei arrived alone at the dark cell where Loki was imprisoned.

The Dragon King, who once appeared before people as a tall and mighty god, has now completely lost his ability to react to external stimuli.

He neither ate nor drank, and remained curled up like a stone.

But he is still the Dragon King. As the original Dragon King who was split off, he will not die even if he does not eat or drink.

Lu Mingfei said nothing and walked into the cell.

There were only him and Loki in the cell. He had nothing in his hands, and even though he, as the "Holy Spirit," entered the cell, Loki did not react at all.

Over the past three days, Loki has been tortured and punished, but he remains completely still, like a vegetable.

Given Lu Mingfei's current status, meeting Loki would be an extremely simple matter.

But anyone who saw what was happening in the cell would be astonished, because Lu Mingfei was embracing Loki and gently stroking his head.

After becoming like this, Loki, who hadn't reacted at all, suddenly made a new move. He placed his hands on Lu Mingfei's chest, pushed Lu Mingfei away forcefully, and struggled to escape the embrace.

Lu Mingfei was still holding him, and said to him, "I'm sorry."