Chapter 61 Bronze Throne Shortly after taking Hill 304, Lu Mingfei and Hill and his men rushed to the position in front of Dead Man Hill, ready to participate in the next attack on Dead Man Hill. The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder. The tired soldiers talked in low voices in a slightly anxious atmosphere. The weapons in their hands seemed particularly heavy because of the tension. The Prussian army in front of the Hill of the Dead had already prepared their artillery fire, and the heavy gun barrels glowed with a dull metallic luster in the sun. With the fall of Hill 304, the Prussian army no longer worried about the bombardment of the French artillery. There was a cold fighting spirit in their eyes. Now, the only obstacle before them was the monster that was not afraid of artillery shells. "Mr. Lieutenant, do you really want to go up alone?" Hill looked at Lu Mingfei in disbelief. His voice was trembling, mixed with deep worry. Lu Mingfei looked into the distance, his eyes calm and determined. With the end of the shelling, it was their turn to launch the charge. But this time Lu Mingfei planned to go up and deal with the monster alone. In the next battle, not only would Hill and the others not be able to help him, he would also have to take time to protect their safety. "Well, it won't do anything if you go up. Wait until I deal with that guy, then you can launch the attack." Although his tone was flat, it carried unquestionable majesty, which made Hill dare not say anything more. He suddenly remembered something and added, "Has the thing Crown Prince William mentioned arrived?" "We're here." Hill carefully took a long object wrapped in linen from a truck nearby and handed it to Lu Mingfei.
The outline wrapped in linen cloth looked heavy and simple. It was a long object, about 1 meters long. The part not covered by linen cloth revealed a section of ancient hilt, which was engraved with complicated patterns, as if telling a long history. This is a giant German sword. It was once just an ornament for royal ceremonies. It is solemn and majestic, symbolizing some kind of unshakable power. Crown Prince William specially sent people to transport it from Prussia. It is said that this sword once slayed a dragon. Now, this ancient legend seems to be about to be verified again. "Hans, let's go with you. We can cover you from the side." Paul's anxious voice interrupted Lu Mingfei's thoughts. "Paul, aren't you going on vacation soon? Your mother is still waiting for you to come back." Lu Mingfei didn't turn around, but his voice penetrated Paul's heart. "If you see Kemmerich's mother, tell her I'm sorry for not being able to protect him on the battlefield." He spoke calmly, but his tone carried a power that was impossible to disobey. Then he carried the giant sword on his shoulder. Since the sword was so long, the tip of the sword would almost touch the ground if he carried it on his back. The heavy sword pressed on his shoulders, and an invisible sense of responsibility also fell on his heart. After saying that, he turned and walked forward. The hazy smoke of the battlefield surrounded his figure. The lonely and determined back gradually disappeared in the gray smoke, as if walking into another world. Hill and Paul looked at the figure that disappeared in the smoke. Their eyes began to turn red, their vision began to blur, and their clenched fists trembled slightly due to excessive force. They hated their own powerlessness at the moment, hated that they did not have enough strength to fight alongside Lu Mingfei, and did not even have the qualifications to stand by his side. Lu Mingfei carried the giant sword and stepped onto the slope of the Dead Man Mountain with heavy but firm steps. The slope was covered with bullet craters, and the residual heat from the remaining artillery fire was still burning the ground. The air was filled with the smell of burning and gunpowder. The entire Dead Man Mountain was shrouded in a thick haze, and dust floated in the air like ghosts, blocking the view. The sickle-weasel keenly transmitted the situation ahead to Lu Mingfei's ears. A heavy heartbeat echoed in his ears. The sound was strong and powerful, like an ancient war drum, accompanied by heavy breathing, as if a giant beast was quietly waiting in the dark for the arrival of its prey. As Lu Mingfei approached step by step, he vaguely saw a tall black figure gradually emerging in the dust. The figure was three meters tall. The dust slowly dissipated, and Lu Mingfei finally saw the true face of the black figure. It was a giant monster, its body covered with turquoise scales. The scales sparkled coldly in the sun, like an indestructible heavy armor that completely wrapped it up. The only thing exposed was a pair of golden pupils that shone brightly. Lu Mingfei felt a strong threat coming from the giant. The heavy pressure made his breathing slightly stagnate. The pistol was meaningless in front of such an enemy. He took a deep breath, gripped the hilt tightly with both hands, and tore off the linen wrapped around the giant sword. Suddenly, the giant sword revealed its true appearance. The blade was wavy, and the sharp edge glowed with a strange blood-red light in the sun, like a bloodthirsty beast. The sword was engraved with complex golden patterns, like some ancient spell flowing on the blade, revealing a frightening power. With the infusion of Jun Yan, the blade of the giant sword began to emit a blazing red light, and the golden lines on the sword gradually lit up, as if beating with life.
Lu Mingfei felt that Jun Yan's power was transmitted extremely smoothly through the sword, and he was more adept at it than when he used the engineer shovel before. Although the engineer shovel is practical, he must always be careful to control the temperature to prevent the shovel from being melted by the high temperature. However, this giant sword is different. It seems to be born to carry the King's Flame. There is no need for any control. Just give it full output and the giant sword will completely absorb the hot energy. Soon, the blade of the giant sword turned completely red, and the temperature was so high that the surrounding air began to distort, but the sword body showed no signs of melting. Instead, it seemed even more indestructible. "Come on." Lu Mingfei said to himself. This was the second time Lu Mingfei held the sword. He had no idea about sword skills, but he didn’t need any so-called sword skills at this time. He could feel the blazing heat from the giant sword and knew that the power of the sword was far beyond his imagination. At this moment, sword skills and techniques seemed insignificant. He only needed to chop the enemy in front of him with the burning giant sword. Suddenly, Lu Mingfei kicked the ground with his legs, dust flew up instantly, and he rushed towards the giant monster like a black lightning. A hint of vigilance flashed in the monster's pupils, and its golden eyes shrank slightly. It was obvious that it also felt the deadly threat from the giant sword. The monster did not intend to confront the giant sword in Lu Mingfei's hand head-on. Its huge fist slammed into the ground suddenly. The huge force tore a deep crack in the ground, and the crack quickly spread towards Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei reacted quickly, turned his body to the side, and jumped to the side, avoiding the fatal crack. However, this action also interrupted his original momentum of charging. At this moment, the monster seized the opportunity, pulled up a huge rock that was blown out by the artillery bombardment, and threw it at Lu Mingfei without hesitation. The boulder came whizzing in the air with destructive force, and was about to crush Lu Mingfei into pieces. But at the moment the boulder approached, Lu Mingfei quickly adjusted his body in the air, holding the giant sword tightly in both hands, staring at the boulder with sharp eyes. Time seemed to slow down at this moment, everything around became blurry and slow, only the pressure brought by the boulder was as clear as yesterday. He kicked his legs hard again, and his body spun rapidly in the air. The red giant sword drew a fiery arc with his movement, and with unstoppable force, it instantly split the boulder into two, and the broken stones flew in all directions in the air. Lu Mingfei did not pause at all, his movements were as smooth as flowing water. He lightly tapped the ground with his toes and rushed towards the giant monster again like an arrow. The giant sword drew a burning arc in his hand, with red and golden light shining against each other, as if to burn all the air. The monster obviously did not expect Lu Mingfei to react so quickly, but it was not afraid at all. It raised its huge fist again. The huge fist was covered with green scales, and a cold light emanated from between the scales. These scales quickly spread on the monster's fist, like a growing plant, instantly covering the entire fist, forming a layer of solid armor. Although the monster was unwilling to confront Lu Mingfei's giant sword head-on, it still believed that its strength could defeat any opponent. The moment the giant sword touched the monster's green scales, it collided with the green scales, making a sharp sound of metal hitting metal. Unexpectedly, the giant sword emitting a terrifyingly high temperature only cut into the monster's scaly fist an inch. For the monster's huge body, such a small wound was really insignificant. Lu Mingfei couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the monster's terrifying defense, but at this moment, the monster immediately raised its other fist and smashed towards Lu Mingfei hard, with a whistling sound. Just as the fist was about to touch Lu Mingfei, the red light on the giant sword suddenly surged, and the sword body completely burned. The raging flames wrapped around the blade, and at the same time, Lu Mingfei's muscles all over his body began to swell. Word Spirit: Mirror Pupil is activated, copy Word Spirit: Bronze Throne Under Lu Mingfei's explosive power, the hot sword blade completely split the scales on the monster's fist, and heat instantly rushed into the monster's body. "Roar!!!" The monster let out a painful roar, its body shaking violently, the flesh and blood under its scales were burned black, and gave off a pungent burnt smell. But he did not put down his other raised fist, but smashed it towards Lu Mingfei with all his strength. Lu Mingfei immediately flew out like a cannonball, smashing the ground not far away into a deep pit. The monster covered his fist which was almost split in half by the flaming giant sword and roared in pain. The flames on the giant sword were still burning in his muscles like tarsal poison. "Give me your body... Only then can you defeat the monster on the other side and defend the Mountain of the Dead..." Just as Moreno was tortured by those tarsal inflammations, the murderous will that had always been lurking in his mind began to tempt him again to take over his body.
"Shut up!" Moreno roared in pain. He couldn't let himself turn into a monster. He couldn't imagine what he would do after becoming a monster. "You can't defeat the monster like this... Just give me your body..." "I am the one entrusted with the future by others, how could I lose!" Moreno shouted in pain, holding his head. Markle's words came to his mind: I'm betting my future on you. “Damn, he’s really strong…” Lu Mingfei wiped the blood foam from the corner of his mouth and slowly stood up from the pit. He felt as if several bones in his body were broken. If he hadn't copied the opponent's words just now, Lu Mingfei felt that he might be beaten into a pancake by this punch. Lu Mingfei stood up and looked at the monster, only to find that the monster was standing there, holding its head and screaming, and seemed to be saying something. Soon he found that the monster's body was shrinking rapidly and becoming the size of a normal person. The green scales on its body were also shrinking back into the body, leaving only some fine scales at the corners of its eyes. The originally hideous and terrifying face turned into a face almost as young as his. What surprised Lu Mingfei even more was that the Jun Yan that originally remained on that person actually began to be gradually controlled by him. The blazing flame was wielded in his hands like an arm, as if it had become a part of his body. The Spirit of Words·Jun Yan. "Sorry, I can't let you pass. I promised others to guard this place." The young man said in a cold tone with a hint of fatigue in his voice. Lu Mingfei was slightly stunned, then smiled, "So you can talk." He looked at the young man in front of him, feeling a little emotional. After becoming a human, he still maintained a certain politeness, which surprised Lu Mingfei. "I'm sorry, I promised others that I would capture this place." Lu Mingfei said as he raised the giant sword, there was no hint of retreat in his tone. He did not think he would lose. Now he could do what the opponent could do, and he could also do what the opponent could not do. The flame on the giant sword ignited again, and this time there was wind lingering on the sword. The blade instantly extended, and the original sword body suddenly became three meters long. Moreover, Lu Mingfei's body began to grow taller, and the muscles all over his body swelled up. His original height of 1 meters suddenly became a two-meter-tall devil muscle man. Moreno also activated the bronze throne, and his body expanded, becoming about the same size as Lu Mingfei. But he did not have a three-meter-long flaming giant sword in his hand. Despite this, there was still no fear in his eyes, and a high-pitched chanting sounded from his mouth, full of firmness and determination. An explosion suddenly sounded on the hillside, like a volcanic eruption, and terrifying flames shot up into the sky. The scorching flames seemed to set the entire mountain on fire. The huge flames rose up, illuminating the entire battlefield, as if connecting the sky and the earth together. As the flames gradually dissipated, a huge pit appeared where Lu Mingfei and Moreno collided. There was still fire burning in the pit, and the scorching breath made the surrounding air distorted. Lu Mingfei stood on the edge of the pit, his body covered with burn marks, his clothes torn, but his eyes were still calm. He looked down at Moreno lying in the pit and announced the indisputable fact in a flat tone, "You lose." A trace of confusion and pain flashed in Moreno's eyes, and he said weakly: "Does this world have to have war?" Lu Mingfei was slightly stunned, then silent for a moment, and gave his answer: "Where there are people, there will be war." He knew very well that a more brutal world war would break out in a few decades, and the death toll would be even higher. Even in the so-called peaceful era in which he lived, wars were still burning in corners of the world. War is an eternal shadow in human history and will never end. When Moreno heard this answer, the confusion in his eyes seemed to deepen. His voice became weaker and weaker: "Can you end this war?" Lu Mingfei was silent for a moment, then shook his head, with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "Sorry... I don't have the ability to end the war." Moreno's eyes gradually dimmed, as if all hope was shattered with this sentence. He sighed deeply, looked up at the gray sky, and finally slowly closed his eyes. "I understand... Let's do it." He calmly waited for death, as if he had accepted his fate. Seeing Moreno going to die with such generosity, Lu Mingfei actually felt a little bit reluctant in his heart, but the positions of the two men were destined to prevent them from coexisting peacefully. The chanting sounded low in Lu Mingfei's mouth, and Jun Yan ignited again on his giant sword, and the flame danced on the blade. However, just as Jun Yan was about to explode, a silver blade light suddenly slashed across Lu Mingfei's neck. The blade light was as fast and sharp as lightning, carrying a deadly chill. Lu Mingfei quickly turned his head to dodge, and although he avoided the fatal blow, his chanting was interrupted and Jun Yan dissipated.
At the same time, he caught a flash of a black shadow from the corner of his eye. Then, a thick smoke suddenly erupted around him, and the thick smoke spread, instantly obscuring his vision. When the smoke cleared, Moreno at the bottom of the pit had disappeared, and the surrounding battlefield returned to silence, leaving only broken land and the still-burning embers. Lu Mingfei stood there, and the sickle weasel whispered in his ear, trying to find Moreno's trace. But Lu Mingfei did not take any further action. He looked into the distance with complicated emotions in his heart. He sighed softly, put the huge sword back on his shoulder, turned around and walked down the mountain. The battlefield behind him was still filled with smoke. Where blood and fire once intertwined, now there was only ruin and desolation. It seemed that everything had become the past, but the shadow of war still shrouded this land. (End of this chapter)