Chapter 6 False Gods
"This kid is plotting against me."

By the time Lu Mingfei's consciousness returned to reality, Odin's javelin was already within reach.

The gun tip wrapped in black smoke was filled with the breath of death. Even though it had not hit him yet, Lu Mingfei felt an unbearable pain in his heart.

Before the spear could kill the target, death had already grasped Lu Mingfei's heart tightly.

It seemed as if the thin boy would be pierced through in the next moment.

But the spear stopped.

Lu Mingfei is not dead.

He tightly grasped the tip of the gun which was within reach, an invisible force squeezing the area around the spear. At the point where his palm touched the gun tip, there was a flash of blue, spider-web-like filaments in the middle, like static electricity piercing the air.

Gungnir trembled slightly, as if dissatisfied with the mortal prisoner who had escaped his own judgment.

This low hum was like the coldest ice in the Far North, summoning the dying to Helheim.

An invisible wind came from behind, as if it was ready to pull him into the curtain on the other side of the world to escape death.

Lu Mingfei only felt that his heart was about to stop, but the reality was that this heart was beating like a drum, roaring and resisting death.

"It's really dangerous."

Lu Mingfei was grateful for his past experiences in battles and several near-death experiences, which gave him rich experience in dealing with emergencies.

The sudden accident did not make him panic, and he still responded in time.

But all this could only turn the one-sided fight into a stalemate.

The mental power taught by Seven, the master of telekinesis among Ultraman, held the spear tightly, but it could only stop the opponent from moving forward, but could not weaken the opponent's determination to kill him.

This is the most effective countermeasure he can currently achieve.

An invisible field covered the entire body of the spear, and ancient inscriptions flashed on the simple spear body. The Supreme God King injected his will into it, granting it the power to judge all enemies in this world.

Lu Mingfei just felt that he lacked experience. With Seven constantly deciphering the information in his blood and teaching him lessons, his understanding of word spirits could be said to be quite professional. He knew that many word spirits could give matter certain special properties through their spirits.

But he had never seen such a composition before.

wrong--

Lu Mingfei blinked, but did not see the analysis conveyed by the ancient echoes in his mind in the past.

The words no longer work.

Something has overwritten the rules that can drive the words.

His intuition told him that this was something higher than the existence of words and spirits, and was the real means by which beings like them fought against each other.

It belongs to the realm of death.

The threads in the realm of death gathered into a silver vortex, trying to pierce Lu Mingfei head-on and wipe out this existence from the world.

The murderous aura like frozen earth seemed to freeze Lu Mingfei's soul. The javelin shook again, mocking Lu Mingfei's arrogance.

Lu Mingfei did not move. Gungnir's hum was so harsh.

He was not afraid, because the javelin could not kill him.

Such a stalemate can only be described as troublesome, and he believes that he can find a solution.

Lu Mingfei tightly grasped the javelin, trying to figure out how it worked.

He is not invincible. Even if you have watched Leo on TV, there is a big difference between reality and movies and TV shows.

He believes he can win.

This is the optimism forged through countless adversities.

At this moment, someone shouted from behind.

"Behind you!"

It's Chu Zihang.

The domain completely eliminated Lu Mingfei's aura. He couldn't move, and the suppression of the Word Spirit also disappeared quietly.

The maintenance of the Word Spirit is not only to fight with Odin, but more to threaten the Deadpools hiding in the rain so that they dare not move forward.

And now, the Deadpools are moving.

Deadpool bumped into Lu Mingfei, but he didn't care at all, as if he had hit a roadside electric pole, and rushed towards Chu Zihang.

The Deadpools rushed forward, their dry taste buds wanting to drink blood, and by the time they pounced in front of the Maybach, they were already a bronze river.

Odin folded his arms across his chest, proudly waiting for Lu Mingfei's death.

"You fucking—"

Lu Mingfei never expected that these monsters wanted to take away a life in front of him.

Deadpool's brain, which no longer has much thinking ability, wants to share the fresh flesh and blood without leaving any room.

Unfortunately, the reason why Lu Mingfei intervened in this hunt was to protect Chu Zihang at all costs.

What do you take me for?

The sharp blade of the javelin had pierced through the clothes, and the clothes, which were rustling in the strong wind, lightly brushed past the tip of the javelin, leaving an obvious wound.

The determination of the trial is so unparalleled.

The green figure was reflected in the golden eyes, and a strong anger was rising.

Lu Mingfei’s top priority is indeed defeating Odin, and his stalemate with the javelin is just an analytical habit he developed because of Mirror Pupil. It doesn’t mean that he really can’t move at all!
Light is brewing and about to explode within this body that has not yet fully developed.

"Stop!"

boom! ! !
The terrifying sonic boom tore through the sky, and telekinesis grabbed the bronze river.

Then, the river was lifted by an invisible force and rolled back in the direction it came from, like the tide of Qiantang River, going against the river and making everything retreat.

The force drove away everything that was enveloped, and the condensed atmosphere rubbed against each other, emitting a dazzling explosion.

Lu Mingfei suppressed his spirit at all costs. It seemed as if there was an invisible sharp blade beside him that split the vortex that was entangled around him into two, and swung it to the left and right while brushing against his body.

"cough."

Lu Mingfei coughed up a mouthful of blood and spat it into his hand without caring, then tightly grasped the gun handle with his bloody palm.

This battle cannot be dragged on, there are people behind me.

Gungnir trembled and let out a deep roar, as if he was about to fly into the air.

"Now that you're here, don't leave."

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth and grabbed the resisting spear forcefully.

This is a cruel and violent way to do things, especially to yourself.

His brain was wailing as if it was overwhelmed, and he instinctively tried to stop Lu Mingfei from straining his body like that, but his determination would not change.

He wanted to use this javelin to pierce the head of that arrogant god.

The realm of death, the fatal javelin?
A reddish light lit up, which was the light from the Leo Nebula, echoing Lu Mingfei's roaring heart.

It responded to Lu Mingfei's determination to lend a helping hand to the brave boy in this criminal trial.

The gun was turned around.

The sound of a mirror breaking was heard, and the scattered silver threads in the field of vision were torn into pieces.

The next moment, a red light shone.

This is the light, as long as he believes he can do it, he can do it.

Lu Mingfei roared loudly, and behind him, a green tide swept over.

Chu Zihang’s eyes widened.

Lu Mingfei stood in front of the tide, holding his javelin high. The tall god put away his proud attitude. Now, he needs to pay the price for his arrogance.

Lu Mingfei held a spear with a molten golden glow, and with his human body, he reached a speed that even Deadpool could not reach.

He was like a sharp blade, cutting through the realm of death and the green tide.

The god let out an ear-piercing roar and began to run wildly towards Lu Mingfei. His huge wings spread out from behind him, stirring up a strong wind.

The air between the two sides was compressed to the limit by the speed. A strong wind with a speed of 250 kilometers per hour swept across the entire space. Amidst the thunderous sonic boom, the two sides collided with flesh and blood.

Odin swooped down in the posture of a Hippogriff, and Lu Mingfei was thrown into the air, but he turned around in a way that violated the laws of physics. He turned his body, and Gungnir drew a large arc in the air, tearing Odin's wing membrane.

Lu Mingfei exerted force with his wrist, lifted the javelin that refused to resist, and pressed it forcefully against Odin's chest, pushing it into the thick asphalt.

Odin raised his head and roared, flapping his wings, and the road surface cracked due to the impact.

At this time, Odin no longer had any majesty of a god. Fine scales spread all over his body, and deformed bones pierced his skin. Compared with the Norse gods, he looked more like a demon in the Bible.

Lu Mingfei grabbed the javelin and stabbed it into Odin's chest little by little. The red light particles on his body dissipated behind him, making him look like an angel punishing the devil.

Death strikes.

Odin struggled unwillingly, his eyes beneath the mask burning, his body swelling and deforming.

Phew!

Lu Mingfei felt the obstruction in his hand lighten, and the spear had already pierced through the monster under his feet.

This was a contest of absolute strength. Odin's huge wings flapped continuously, stirring up a large amount of gravel. Lu Mingfei released the spear that had been firmly stabbed and reached out to grab the pair of broad wings.

Then, step down hard!
The gun was completely embedded in the chest. Odin's wings could not move. The muscles on his back had been stretched to the limit. The overlapping scales were pulled to an extremely exaggerated distance from each other, and golden blood spurted out from the gaps.

The soles of his feet landed firmly and stepped on the ground, just like a craftsman forging a blade, constantly hammering and correcting his failed work.

Once, twice
The road was sinking, and the rain continued to fill the increasingly large hole, and then was driven out by the huge force.

The road collapsed, revealing the solid rock underneath. Amid the falling rubble, Lu Mingfei held two broken wings in his hands.

Next.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and met the other person's dim pupils.

The flame, the flame that ignited the air appeared again.

Lu Mingfei's body was like a fully drawn longbow, or about to make a shot with all his strength.

And football is Odin's head.

Rising steam filled the sky as explosions once again swept across the devastated road.

The shock wave from the aftermath swept across the surroundings, blasting away large amounts of rainwater and creating a vacuum area.

This road has been completely destroyed.

The foundation was tilted, the road surface was damaged, and the broken remains of Deadpool were everywhere.

Finally, there is the huge pit where 'Odin' rests.

Lu Mingfei pulled out the Gungnir that was embedded in the rubble, and looked at Deadpool's face revealed under the ground mask, his expression gradually becoming solemn.

He clearly felt that the moment the mask was shattered, something unknown was also shattered, and the power residing in this body also disappeared.

The creature under his feet now was just a slightly stronger Deadpool.

"Puppet?"

Lu Mingfei wiped the blood off his face and whispered.

As if in response to Lu Mingfei's judgment, random sounds were heard in the heavy rain.

"Ok?"

A cold voice came from the void.

It was a majestic and unexpected snort.

Exactly the same as the original Odin.

Gungnir began to tremble, trying hard to break free from Lu Mingfei's hold and run towards his master.

Lu Mingfei naturally would not give up this weapon easily.

This attitude seemed to annoy the mastermind who did not seem to be here.

Lu Mingfei's pressure suddenly increased.

He could hardly hold on to the javelin.

And this result also tells Lu Mingfei a fact.

He should have run away before the other party arrived.

Take Chu Zihang with you.

but
Ultraman's thoughts began to tear apart this space forcefully. Lu Mingfei looked at Gungnir in his hand, which had caused him a lot of injuries.

Going back halfway is also going back.

In the sky, there were storms, and the dark clouds like a curtain took shape and turned into a vortex.

The telekinesis tore this strange space apart, creating cracks in the weak spots.

Then, broken.

"Damn intruder!"

A roar like thunder was heard.

"Damn traitor!"

Lu Mingfei seemed to hear the voice of the child from before.

Then, the surrounding scenery began to fade away rapidly.

He hurriedly ran backwards, towards the Maybach where Chu Zihang was, and held on to the car tightly with his mental power until the scenery stopped changing and the heavy rain poured down again.

Lu Mingfei looked back and held the broken gun tip. Only a tunnel with its deep mouth opened stood there.

There is no such thing as Deadpool and God.

(End of this chapter)