Chapter 281 Father, I will prove myself
There's no way I can go back.

Odin walked silently in the corridor, looking at the black sun at the end of the corridor that seemed to be able to swallow everything. The strong wind swept through the corridor, crushing the alarms that kept broadcasting with noisy sounds one by one.

This action did not bring him any benefit at all, but instead brought very serious consequences.

That is, Odin cut off his own retreat with his own hands.

For some reason, his attitude towards the search for Odin has always been rather Buddhist. He basically did not use his own power to advance the process. He simply placed the remains of the White King in the laboratory built on the Red Well, just like putting a delicacy in an uncovered trap, with an attitude of "let's love it or not".

Although he was hunted all over the world by Chu Tianjiao's son and his own son before, he was able to find a way to hide, and it would not be a problem for him to survive for tens of thousands of years. But now it is different. If he takes the initiative to show up, the only outcome will be death. If Lu Mingfei arrives, he will have no chance of escape.

'Unless you get the power of the White King and leave the Earth, or pray that you can defeat Him after getting the power of the White King, but the probability of doing so is worse than hoping that aliens will come and kill Him, so you might as well go to bed as soon as possible.'

'But I came anyway.'

The prey stepped into the trap on its own initiative.

His life was like that, living like a clown, so he had to at least leave something behind to prove that everything he did was not in vain.

Odin stroked the wall, which seemed to be pulled inward by a black hole, and tore open a crack as high as a person. His expression became indifferent yet determined again.

Now that I have done it, I might as well give it one last try. At least, I have to prove that this time, my judgment was correct.

Deep in the Hongjing Experimental Center, there was a sunken platform in front of him. The wind field shattered the nutrient tank that imprisoned the White King's divine remains, and a strong smell of blood hit him in the face.

"It's really an amazing vitality."

Odin looked at the divine skeleton, which had spontaneously grown into a slender dragon shape under the cultivation of nutrient solution. Except for the skin that had not yet grown and the brain area of ​​the head that had disappeared due to some historical reasons, it was a dragon in a semi-cocooned state.

Just the limb.

Odin looked at the dense limbs growing along the spine of the slender dragon body, turning the pale pink body into a grotesque and terrifying giant insect.

hold head high!
The sticky liquid spread out, and the smell of Odin entered the nasal cavity of this brainless creature.

It instinctively roared and struggled to get up. A greedy breath hit it in the face. The corpse instinctively wanted to hunt everything around it, wanting to find the part of its power that belonged to it from those bodies with familiar smells.

It knows what it is missing, but it cannot tell or think, and can only rely on instinct.

However, without the most important part, it couldn't even support its own body. The dragon's body structure itself was unscientific. If it completely lost its spiritual support and control over the elements, it would be like this monster struggling on the metal surface, and even movement would become a problem.

“You are indeed not as good as Him.”

Odin looked coldly at the divine corpse that couldn't even struggle up the stairs.

Even if the Black King lost his spirit, his body was still stable. As long as he could combine some parts, he could spontaneously build a stable body structure. If he had not taken the initiative to mix Leviathan's body into his flesh and blood, he would not have become as bloated as the catfish in the Greenland Sea.

He raised his hand and a descendant of the White King that he had collected in his early years was thrown out. The divine corpse smelled the sweetness of the food and twisted its body to tear the food that was delivered to its mouth into pieces.

It couldn't even swallow it, and even tore off a part of its own body.

However, the nerve tissue was replenished as the blood was devoured, and an animal-like gaze appeared in the gray, dead eyes.

"How ugly." Odin thought, not knowing who he was mocking.

I don't mean to disdain you. We are all losers, so no one should criticize anyone else.

But Odin felt that he was still lucky. At least his Majesty would not torture him like this now. Even if he died, it would be a painful farewell.

As for the backup plan of relying on the descendants of the White King to reconstruct, it was also expected.

The Dragon King is difficult to kill, let alone the White King who shares power with the Black King. This is why I had this consideration when I originally planned to let Herzog be in charge of the minefield. I was afraid that something unexpected would happen in the process of usurping power, which would not only cause the Black King to return early, but also put myself in danger.

This was also the reason why he tacitly agreed to Cassel and the Doomsday Faction's detention of Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze respectively, in order to maximize his own safety when he took away the Black King's power.

Odin really thought a lot about it. Not only was his goal clear, but his process was also well organized.

If it weren’t for Lu Mingfei’s change that broke everything, the whole world would have been at his mercy.

This is his confidence. No matter whether they are brothers and sisters, so-called humans, or Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze in the past, he has never taken them seriously.

Although Herzog is dead, he has taken over all of his research results. It can even be said that his research direction was deliberately guided by himself, which is the lack of an experimental verification process.

But he was not in a position to be picky at the moment. At least according to the procedure, there should be no problem. Besides, he was not a mortal. Even if he was weak, he would not need another carrier to filter his blood.

Carefully intrude the spiritual fragments into the divine skeleton, guiding this body to begin cocooning. The necessary rituals are also prepared, and everything is on track.

Odin thought about it in his mind and confirmed that there were no omissions. The White King's spirit had been worn out to the point where only instinct remained. Perhaps she could be resurrected through the blood memories left in the White King's descendants, but there was no possibility of fighting against the Dragon King-level spirit body.

so be it.

Although there is an element of gambling involved, it is all we can do now.

Odin has never lacked courage, and the fact that only one of the Kings of Sky and Wind remains is proof of that.

The divine corpse roared, but it could not escape the control of consciousness. Suppressing instincts is the nature of wisdom.

It went very smoothly. He just needed to withstand the possible backlash from the transfer of power at the last moment, and then he would be able to become the White King.

Just wait.

So, then wait.

Wait for the cocoon to form and wait for the judgment to come.

I will prove one thing, father.

Odin clenched his fists.

If you don't come back, I'm the only one who can change everything.

(End of this chapter)