Chapter 162 Fight Again The dark sun behind Lu Mingfei was spinning like an abyss, swallowing everything, but emitting a scorching corona glow at the edge, as if it was going to completely tear apart this doomsday-like world of ruins. At this moment, he was like a judge standing at the end of heaven and earth, controlling the ultimate power of destruction and rebirth. The air suddenly rose to a suffocating temperature. The rubble and debris on the ground were burned with a sharp crisp sound, and even turned into smoke and dust. The buildings around the square began to distort, and the glass windows made a "cracking" sound and finally melted into boiling liquid, dripping down the walls. A strong smell of sulfur filled the air, as if the gates of hell were about to open. The hunters roared uneasily, their golden eyes revealing instinctive fear and pain. Their bone wings were burned by the high temperature and smelled burnt. Their bodies retreated involuntarily but were suppressed by some invisible force, unable to escape from the burning area. Lu Mingfei slowly raised his head, his eyes burning with a golden-red light, echoing the dark sun behind him. His expression was terrifyingly cold, only the two swords in his hands exuded a devastating aura, Butu Yuhun and Tianyu Yuzan, the same dark flames danced on the blades, and the edges of the flames burned with blazing white light, like the light of the scorching sun tearing through the night. "Enough of the noise." Lu Mingfei spoke in a low voice. His tone was calm, but it struck the ears of every survivor and hunter like thunder. "Since you are so eager to be destroyed, then I will grant your wish." After saying that, he raised his two swords high up, the flames on the blades suddenly boiled, the black and white light turned into two intertwined light beams that shot straight into the sky, instantly tearing apart the dark night sky. An indescribable feeling of oppression instantly enveloped the whole place, the hunters let out painful roars, and some even turned directly into ashes under the pressure of this power. Inside the shelter, Aso Makoto stared at the scene on the screen in amazement. She had never thought that human power could reach this level. The young man on the screen, although looking like just an ordinary person, released a power that was comparable to that of the gods in mythology. "Amaterasu..." In the shelter, an elderly man knelt down tremblingly. He put his hands together, his voice full of excitement and awe, "This is Amaterasu! This is the power of God!" "It's God... It's God! Amaterasu has come to save us!" More refugees began to cry softly, some knelt on the ground, kowtowing and praying; some hugged the children around them, with long-lost hope in their eyes. Masuo Zhen stared at Lu Mingfei on the screen, her mind in a mess. Was that really Amaterasu? His aura was so strong that she could hardly breathe, so strong that she could hardly believe that this was a power that a mortal could possess. Perhaps it was really a god descending.
"If that is God... why do his eyes look so sad?" Aso Makoto muttered to himself, his voice almost inaudible, but his heart was beating violently as if trying to break out of his chest. On the other side of the square, Ryoma Genichirō and Sakurai Akira, who had retreated to a safe distance, were also shocked by the scene before them and were speechless. Sakurai Akira tightly grasped the knife in his hand, and his voice trembled: "This power... is it really something that humans can control?" Ryoma Genichirō shook his head and stared at Lu Mingfei's back with excitement. "This is... the power of God, or in other words, an existence beyond mortals." On the other side of the square, the hunters were completely boiling with excitement. They rushed towards Lu Mingfei desperately, as if they could relieve the oppressive feeling by tearing him apart. However, Lu Mingfei simply swung his double swords lightly, and a ray of sword light intertwined with blazing white and pitch-black swept out, like a shattered galaxy, instantly engulfing hundreds of hunters. Wherever the sword light passed, the ground cracked into abyss-like gullies, and hot lava gushed out, burning all the hunters who tried to approach. Lu Mingfei stood like a god in the ocean of hunting, with the dark sun burning behind him. The heat waves from the corona radiance distorted the sky and earth, and the interweaving of light and shadow made the scene look like a doomsday scroll. He swung the two swords in his hands again and again, Butu Yuhun and Tianyu Yuzan, as if they had the power to devour the world. Every time he swung, the place where the blades passed was the absolute realm of death. The sword light intertwined with blazing white and pitch-black swept out, and in an instant, hundreds and thousands of hunters turned into ashes in the sword light. They roared and struggled, but no matter how powerful the hunters were, they could not resist the power of destruction. The ground had already cracked into a spider-web-like abyss, with hot lava gushing out from the cracks. The flames illuminated the night sky red, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt sulfur. The more powerful dragon-shaped hunters tried to flap their wings and attack Lu Mingfei from the air. Their roars were deafening, and the strong winds blew up gravel and dust, sweeping across the square like a tornado. But their attack seemed so ridiculous in front of Lu Mingfei. Pitch-black and blazing white flames swept out at the same time, burning the bony wings of the Dragon Hunter to ashes. Those monsters that were invincible in the legend were now like ants, powerless to resist. Lu Mingfei's eyes were cold, and his movements of swinging the knife were extremely smooth, like a mechanized killing ritual. He could no longer remember how many hunters he had killed, ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand... or even a hundred thousand. At this moment, the number was meaningless to him. He now had only one goal, and that was to kill all those hunters. A huge dragon-shaped hunter opened its bloody mouth full of sharp teeth and swooped down from the sky. Its sharp claws brought up a terrible golden light and pointed directly at Lu Mingfei's head. Lu Mingfei just raised his head slightly, his eyes like a cold blade. He raised the Butu Yuhun, and a black flame suddenly exploded on the blade, instantly turning into a giant flaming dragon that roared out and rushed directly into the mouth of the dragon-shaped hunter. "Boom!" The body of the Dragon Hunter exploded in mid-air, and pitch-black flames burned out from its interior, completely engulfing it. Its huge wreckage fell to the ground like a meteorite, creating a huge crater, but turned into ashes before hitting the ground. "Is that enough? Do you still want to keep hiding back like a mouse?" Lu Mingfei spoke coldly, with a heart-pounding chill in his voice. He glanced at the hunters rushing towards him, his tone calm but full of oppression. The moment Lu Mingfei opened his mouth to speak, a man in gorgeous clothes appeared in the air and looked at Lu Mingfei with a serious expression. "Long time no see, William Hans, or should I call you Lu Mingfei now." said the man in fancy clothes. Lu Mingfei stopped swinging his sword and looked up at the man in gorgeous clothes who appeared in mid-air. There was no fluctuation in his eyes, and even a hint of indifference, as if he was not surprised by this sudden intruder. The dark sun behind him was still spinning, and the flames of the corona were dancing. "I didn't expect that the knife I used back then didn't kill you." “Almost…” The man in fancy clothes touched his chest, as if the wound from decades ago was still aching. “At that time, I knew you were not simple. I didn’t expect you to be the cocoon. No wonder you can activate the Word Spirit in my Nibelungen.” Lu Mingfei sneered, his two swords lowered slightly, the flames dancing on the blades were like a beast waiting quietly, but his eyes were so sharp that they seemed to pierce the soul of the man in front of him: "So, you came here today to avenge that knife?" "I came here today to wash away the shame of that time" Lu Mingfei's eyes suddenly turned colder. He clenched the two swords in his hands. The flames on the blades suddenly surged. The dark and white light intertwined, emitting an aura of destruction that could not be looked at directly. His tone was contemptuous and cold: "Washing away the shame of the past? I'm afraid you are here to die."
When the man in chemical costume heard these words, a cold light flashed in his eyes, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was suspended in mid-air, and the space around him seemed to be slightly distorted by his existence, as if even the air was trembling under his invisible power. He slowly raised his hand, and a giant wind blade appeared in his hand. "William Hans, don't think that you can act recklessly here just because you relied on a little unawakened power to hurt me back then. Today, I will let you see how powerful the real Dragon King is. He is far from being comparable to a defective product like you!" The giant wind blade in the hands of the man in fancy clothes suddenly solidified, turning into a weapon made of extreme wind and dark energy. The air around the blade was constantly trembling due to the strong energy fluctuations, and even made a sharp tearing sound. He looked at Lu Mingfei coldly, with a touch of madness and murderous intent in his eyes: "Your power is very strong, but this power is destined to be false! You are not worthy of being compared with the real Dragon King!" Before he finished speaking, the man in fancy clothes suddenly swung the giant wind blade in his hand, and a dark blue storm swept out like a raging sea, carrying an edge that could tear through steel and rushed straight towards Lu Mingfei. This blow seemed to shake the heaven and earth. The violent energy turned into cracks in the air that tore through space. Wherever the shock wave passed, the ground collapsed instantly, and rubble was blown hundreds of meters high. The buildings around the square were directly destroyed into dust. Facing this devastating blow, Lu Mingfei did not move at all. His eyes were as calm as water, even with a hint of disdain. He slowly raised the Butu Yuhun, and the flames on the blade suddenly rose, the pitch-black and blazing white intertwined into a giant flaming dragon that soared into the sky. “How dare you call yourself the Dragon King in front of me?” Lu Mingfei said coldly, and then slashed with his sword. The giant flaming dragon let out a deafening roar and rushed straight towards the storm of the man in gorgeous clothes with the momentum of destroying everything. The flame and the storm collided fiercely in mid-air, and a dazzling light burst out, followed by an earth-shaking noise. The powerful shock wave spread like ripples, and the entire square was reduced to ruins in this horrific energy collision. "boom--!" The storm was torn apart by the fire dragon, and the blazing flames swept through, burning all obstacles in front of it. William's figure was blown away by the shock wave, but he quickly stabilized his body and looked at Lu Mingfei with a gloomy face. "It seems that you are no longer the brat you used to be." The man in fancy clothes said with a more serious tone, but more of a madness, "But... the stronger the better. I can just step on your corpse and prove to those guys who once laughed at me that there can only be one strongest Dragon King - and that is me!" As soon as he finished speaking, the aura of his whole body suddenly changed, and an incomparably deep dragon power burst out from his body, like a mountain pressing down on one's head, making people's breathing stagnate. The man in gorgeous clothes in mid-air no longer looked like a human being. Behind him, the shadow of a dark blue dragon vaguely emerged, and its golden pupils were cold and violent. The elements of the entire Tokyo began to roar in chaos. The sky and the earth fell into a state of out of control. The strong wind whistled past, sweeping up countless rubble and steel debris in the ruins of the city. The air was filled with harsh cracking sounds and the low hum of energy shocks. The earth trembled as if it could not bear the burden. Cracks spread like spider webs, and hot lava gushed out of the cracks, swallowing up everything around it. The sky was torn into alternating colors of deep blue and blood red. The shadow of a giant dark blue dragon shrouded the sky. Its roar sounded like the whisper of an ancient god, making people involuntarily feel the fear and oppression welling up from the depths of their hearts. The voice of the man in fancy clothes echoed in the wild wind and chaotic elements. He was suspended in the air, and the shadow of the giant dragon behind him became more and more solid. The cold light from the dragon's pupils pierced people's hearts. "Today, I will let you understand the true meaning of the so-called dragon bloodline! Your little power is just an illusion given to you!" The body of the man in gorgeous clothes shook violently, and a dark blue beam of light shot up from his body and straight into the clouds. The vortex in the sky began to spin violently, as if the natural laws of all Tokyo began to succumb to him. His right arm was raised high, dark blue dragon scales covered his arm, and a huge spear emerged in his palm. The spear seemed to be condensed from pure storm and destructive energy. The air around the spear blade was distorted due to the excessively strong energy. Dark lightning kept jumping on its surface, tearing apart all the light. “Dragon bloodline? Haha.” Lu Mingfei stood on the collapsing earth. The storm swept his black hair and clothes, but he still looked calm and indifferent. The dark sun was suspended behind him, and the glow of the corona flame had completely enveloped his body. The ultimate power of fire and darkness intertwined made his outline seem to be embedded in the boundary between hell and heaven. “Back then, you hid in the Nibelungen, and I killed you with one blow. You have been lingering on with half your life until today, but you told me that now you want to call yourself the Dragon King?” Lu Mingfei sneered. The blades of Butu Yuhun and Tianyu Yuzhan trembled slightly in his hands. The flames on the blades surged with black and blazing white light, like twin angels of doom. “It’s really hilarious.” “How arrogant!” The man in gorgeous clothes roared, and suddenly thrust his spear forward. The blue blade of light was like a river flowing back from the sky, carrying the power of a storm that could tear everything apart, and went straight towards Lu Mingfei. The moment the blue light blade rushed out, the surrounding air was completely torn apart, and the boundary between light and shadow turned into countless twisted cracks. The power even made the entire Tokyo tremble. The screen of the shelter flickered due to the impact of the energy, and finally exploded directly. Inside the shelter, Makoto Aso stared in amazement at the last frame of the screen before it disappeared. It was the moment when a blue blade of light shot up into the sky. The doomsday scene was frozen on the screen. The huge shock even transmitted through the ruins of the floor to the shelter. Gravel fell and the refugees held their breath. Their hearts seemed to have stopped beating under the pressure of the destructive force. Makoto Aso and others stood in front of the screen in a daze, unable to recover from what they had just seen. (End of this chapter)