He was imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, only to find out upon his release that he was

"This is my last dance..."

"Watch closely, this blow... will hurt a lot."

Divide your thinking, remove it. Buff status, fully activated.

Multiple Hellish War Gods, come forth!

The next instant, behind Lu Ming, one shadow after another, almost identical to his, slowly appeared.

Odin personality, martial arts personality, elemental personality, rune personality...

"Huh?" Quetzal tilted his head.

This is... summoning a split aspect of one's spirit through the technique of dividing one's spiritual inclinations?

Interesting, it looks like Egyptian alchemy...

Suddenly, she noticed something different.

Lu Ming concentrated the divinity of his body from his fist into one finger of each figure.

And on his own fist, only a single finger remained, exuding intense divinity.

This was a far more dangerous move than before—Lu Ming gathered all the sublimated spiritual elements, 'divinity,' into a single finger.

To be precise, it's the tip of that finger.

In this way, divinity becomes more concentrated, and the burden on the soul becomes even heavier!

Multiple Hell Thrusts - One-Hit Kill!

Boom-!

The force of the charge was terrifying, the air waves were towering, and the sound shook the clouds!

The five figures moved in unison, their five fingers striking out simultaneously. Under the influence of runes, inch-force incantations, and various other states, their movements were as powerful and overwhelming as a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down!

The hellish five-hit combo sent Quetzalcoatl flying straight away from Lu Ming, crashing into buildings and creating a series of booming explosions before it burst out of the city and reached the outskirts!

All that remained was a deep chasm stretching for hundreds of kilometers. Where the chasm passed, there was only emptiness. The snowfield city seemed to have been divided in two by this line.

Volume 1: Chapter 127 When the sun rises, forget yesterday.

Boom!

The golden figure flew backwards, like a spinning flying device with astonishing destructive power, piercing and disintegrating layers of buildings!

As the world spun around him, Quetzalcoatl was still in a daze.

Just a moment ago, Lu Ming had been feigning pessimism and despair. Quetzal almost lost all hope.

To her surprise, the next second, Lu Ming unleashed a power far exceeding her expectations, a level above hers. This caused her to misjudge the situation, and her controlled power was completely overwhelmed, sending her flying a distance equivalent to a city!

A familiar feeling welled up in my heart.

This...is really not right.

The difference before and after was so great that it made people wonder if Lu Ming was faking it all along.

However, it does not.

Quetzal could tell that Lu Ming hadn't lied from beginning to end, and his emotions were genuine.

This was the most insidious part of the entire duel.

Because that's what he truly thought:

You're terrifying! You're too strong! I'm going to punch you away!

"Hey! No, I, you... this..."

Quetzalcoatl scratched his cheek, seemingly wanting to speak but then stopping himself, wanting to speak but then stopping himself.

Boom!

After flying for a long time, the force gradually dissipated and weakened, and Quetzalcoatl finally landed on the ground.

With a deafening roar, despite efforts to adjust its position and mitigate the damage, the fragile ground was still blasted into an irregular crater tens or even hundreds of meters in diameter, and dozens of well-grown towering trees snapped and fell.

Quetzal frowned, did a somersault to his feet, and looked around.

This landing deserves a zero.

They performed worse than the Filipino divers.

She looked up and recalled the game she had just played. She hadn't expected it to turn out this way at all, and for a moment she felt a tightness in her chest and a little angry.

But can we blame the other party for this?

It doesn't seem likely. Their attitude and thoughts are very sincere; at most, their logic is a bit strange.

Moreover, it seems that he set some trial rules before the fight: if the opponent can beat him out of the city, then he has won.

In other words, Lu Ming won!

Quetzal covered his face.

No, this is so frustrating and unpleasant.

There's a feeling of unease, like something is tightly blocking my heart.

She hadn't even had her fill of the match yet! It was a rare opportunity to be matched with a great opponent, and the wrestling match that had finally ignited her passion was ended so abruptly.

What to do, what to do... If I could give her another chance, I could still score high marks and perform even better!

Quetzalcoatl hesitated, then stepped forward, the idea of ​​starting another wrestling match stirring within him.

As for the one where he got beaten up...

Forget about yesterday when the sun rises!

She is the (second) sun, forget about her on the spot!

Okay, from now on, nothing happened. Go back to where you were and get your revenge...

This is how it should be—

But Quetzalcoatl's steps suddenly stopped.

"Hahaha! Kukul, did you just see that?!"

The leopard-man swaggered out of the dense forest, his gait and posture suggesting a complete lack of respect for his surroundings.

"A spinning, golden humanoid flying device just fell from the sky over the city!"

"I'm dying of laughter, Kukul! I wonder who's so unlucky! Such a funny pose, and people from the city are looking up and staring all the way here. How embarrassing!"

Quetzal: "..."

I silently retreated; today is not a good day to go into the city.

"If it were me, I'd be too ashamed to stay on Earth. I'd rather run off to space and become a star!"

Quetzal: "..."

No need to change, just turn into a star today!

Thump! Rising Dragon Fist!

The golden leopard-man spun and ascended into the sky!

......

"call."

Exhausted, Lu Ming lowered his arm and let out a long sigh.

I looked up and gazed again at the long crack before me. Mist-like dust drifted and undulated aimlessly along this hundreds-of-kilometers-long fissure.

Quetzalcoatl, who had been sent flying out of the city by a single blow, seemed to have stopped moving. It was unclear whether she was still in shock or if she felt satisfied with the battle.

In any case, after delivering that blow, he was truly at his last gasp.

Lu Ming believed that he had done his best and risked his life to temporarily repel the enemy.

but......

They also paid a heavy price.

......it hurts.

He felt excruciating pain on a spiritual level.

Theoretically, excessively high levels of pain would cause someone to faint, but this kind of soul-wrenching pain kept Lu Ming increasingly clear-headed. In his conscious state, intense pain surged like a tsunami.

Judging from the rate at which the pain deep within his soul subsided, Lu Ming estimated that he would need at least thirty seconds of rest to recover from the excruciating pain to be mostly gone...

No, to be on the safe side, about a minute would be more reliable.

Fortunately, he had planned ahead and had Ai Lei and the others continue the spiritual reconstruction ritual at the hospital to prevent his soul's transformation from slowing down, which alleviated some of the pain.

I just don't know if such damage to the soul can be completely repaired, or if there are any hidden dangers.

You see, his own recovery ability, no matter how you look at it, only affects the physical body. As for the deeper knowledge of the soul... Lu Ming was completely ignorant of it.

I felt a sense of fear, almost trembling with dread.

After all, it involved the path to godhood, so Lu Ming couldn't help but worry.

In addition, he had previously performed blood transfusions on hundreds or thousands of people, replacing their contaminated bloodlines and taking the brunt of the dragon's blood toxins for them.

The poison from the dragon's blood didn't disappear into thin air; instead, it transferred into his body.

He had previously relied on his physical strength to endure the pain.

But if soul damage is added on top of that...

hiss......!

Lu Ming's pupils suddenly contracted.

He shook his head.

In an instant, a violent impulse surged into his mind without warning, and a chaotic sense of bloodlust and madness began to roam his mind.

A thick crimson hue stained the view before me, and bizarre scenes and shrill, noisy sounds filled my senses.

The burning sanctuary rises from the earth, and on the crucifix, indistinct figures are pierced by the spear of fate.

The scene shifts to a sacred and magnificent ancient palace, where a maddening full moon grows larger and closer, as if it will engulf everything.

Then they saw black seawater surging onto the continent, scorching flames burning the world, a demonic woman with a bodhisattva-like face and a smiling finger, a red mother dragon holding a golden cup... and many other bizarre and strange sights.

"...!"

Is this an illusion? Could it be that he has developed a kind of clairvoyance?

No, that accompanying inexplicable frenzy... This situation is clearly caused by the dragon component of his bloodline, trying to take advantage of the situation to lose control and affect his rationality as a human!

Lu Ming gritted his teeth.

He had heard Hiel mention that not only were the monsters the cause of the problem, but the city itself was also contaminated, which was why the people were showing signs of being contaminated by dragon blood on a large scale.

Although I don't understand the meaning of "the region itself is polluted," I suppose it's related to the earth's veins.

The ritual of spiritual reconstruction, besides being carried out by the people, also connected to the earth's veins to some extent. Could it be that the newly ingested pollution poison took advantage of the injury to cause the bloodline to go out of control?

Lu Ming swayed and took a couple of steps.

Damn it... why did the injury have to come at this time...?

Boom!

The sound of an explosion came from behind.

Lu Ming looked back anxiously and saw the blazing white gunfire raining down in the direction of the hospital.

Almost instantly, his eyes reddened.

No wonder there were no external interferences when I fought Quetzalcoatl.

No wonder the pain in my soul is not abating, while the pollution of my bloodline has suddenly spiraled out of control.

The ritual went wrong because they were attacked.

"—Odin!!"

The sound of clenched teeth was barely audible; a frenzied and violent emotion almost overwhelmed him.