"Nidhogg!"
Pompeii let out a long, loud howl, and the storm and thunder roared, shaking the sky, as flags fluttered in the wind.
At this moment, he finally stopped hiding his true form, intending to use the most violent means to wash away the humiliation of the past. He aimed to crush the high and mighty Black King underfoot and trample him to death!
Mythical beast form!
Amid the booming thunder, Pompeii's entire body underwent a terrifying transformation.
His skin was covered with jet-black, gel-like scales. From his waist down, his legs transformed into several sticky tentacles!
But what was even more frightening was that Pompeii's entire face turned into a gelatinous, octopus-like head, with two crimson pupils mixed with gold, shining like searchlights in the storm, casting blinding light.
The fiery lightning became his armor, both sacred and eerie!
At this moment, anyone who looked directly at "Pompeii" aside from Lu Mingfei felt their mind blur with intense pain, like being pierced by needles.
"Close your eyes, don't look at him!"
Lu Mingfei shouted sharply, waking everyone from their agony.
Still shaken from the soul-piercing pain, everyone quickly shut their eyes, afraid to gaze upon Pompeii's terrifying form.
Looking at Pompeii, who resembled a "monster," Lu Mingfei felt a deep, sinking sensation in his heart.
Perhaps, this time, it really would be just him!
"Nidhogg, I used to be very afraid of you."
Pompeii looked at the boy before him, his mood the best it had ever been, extremely pleased.
"But now, I just find it laughable. You and the dragon race you created have been abandoned by the times."
"I'm not him!"
Lu Mingfei stubbornly corrected him.
"Heh, it doesn't matter."
Pompeii shook his head, seeming a little disappointed. "From now on, I will create a new race, and become the true god!"
"With me here, you won't succeed."
Lu Mingfei slammed the bronze sword scabbard he was carrying straight onto the ground and spoke coldly.
"It doesn't matter. Before the final moment arrives, I don't mind playing with you."
Pompeii's lips curled into a sneer, his eyes brewing invisible power. He softly spoke: "Word Soul · Indra!"
The moment his words fell, a blinding white lightning, so intense that it could occupy half the sky, descended from the clouds like a raging tsunami.
The terrifying force ripped through the atmosphere—this was a supreme power that only gods could wield!
However, Lu Mingfei simply stood calmly in place, his brown pupils turning to gold. His voice, regal and solemn like that of an emperor, echoed: "Cancel!"
In the next moment, the overwhelming lightning vanished without a trace.
"Azure Thunder Control!"
"Cancel!"
"Black Flame Prison!"
"Cancel!"
"Bloodline Link!"
"Cancel!"
One after another, the Word Souls were effortlessly erased by Lu Mingfei with just two simple words.
"Heh, as expected of the Emperor who rules over the Dragon Clan."
Pompeii sneered coldly, seemingly unconcerned. He spoke indifferently: "Mental elements, truly unfathomable."
Although their bloodlines were quite similar, it was undeniable that the Black King, Nidhogg, was the absolute 'Emperor' in the realm of elements.
Even with the combined powers of two Dragon Kings, trying to shake the ruler on that eternal throne was like an ant trying to move a mountain.
"The tricks end here, Pompeii."
Lu Mingfei's gaze was icy as he drew his sword, "Wrath." The blade of the great sword scraped the ground, sparks flying.
His voice wasn't loud, but it drowned out the sounds of the torrential rain and thunder.
The chilling killing intent was palpable, forcing the rain within several feet of him to part: "In the Dragon Clan, it has always been said that the blood of a king must end with a sword. You should understand what that means, right?"
Pompeii squinted, the killing intent flowing in his crimson-gold eyes: "The battle between Dragon Kings can only end with a sword!"
One hundred times. Amplify!
The raging power surged through his body, and Lu Mingfei suddenly transformed into a humanoid tyrannosaurus.
Lu Mingze, wait a bit longer. Soon, once this enemy is dealt with, I can safely come find you, the young boy thought to himself.
Authority! Power!
In that moment, Lu Mingfei broke the chains that had been bound deep within his soul.
The monstrous black dragon, bound for countless eons, raised its head from the unknown abyss of hell and let out a roar that shook both past and future.
It had awakened!
The Dragon Emperor, Nidhogg, Supreme, Mighty, Virtuous, who ruled the world with fate—he had finally awoken!
Pompeii's pupils instantly contracted as he felt the tremor deep within his bloodline. But instead of fear, he burst into wild laughter: "Nidhogg, what will it matter now that you've awakened?!"
At this moment, Lu Mingfei was the supreme ruler. He had reclaimed the lost authority and power!
He would spread his wings, adorned with the corpses of the fallen, bringing death and terror to the world.
Waves of air surged from Lu Mingfei's body. Bone spikes visibly grew from him, followed by dark wings.
He lowered his body slightly, his legs bent just a bit.
Power surged from the ground, his calves—the second heart of the human body—bulged and swelled, growing several times their size. Then he took a step, stomping his foot into the ground.
Boom!
The next moment, the iron forest by the lake trembled violently.
It seemed as if a terrifying giant beast had broken through the layers of rock beneath the surface, sending gusts of fierce wind spreading out with brutal force.
The previously flat square suddenly had a massive crater, several meters in diameter.
And Lu Mingfei, who had been standing there, instantly broke through the sound barrier.
The alchemical matrix on his "Wrath" was activated, transforming into a near 8-meter-long shape with serrated edges, leaving afterimages in the air.
However, just as Lu Mingfei moved, Pompeii suddenly transformed into lightning, his aura instantly rising and erupting, like an endless ocean or an expansive sky—deep and unfathomable.
Crack!
It was like lightning tearing through the rain. Pompeii, clearly reacting later, was still faster than Lu Mingfei, who had made the first move.
The spear shot up like a dragon suddenly rising, unstoppable. It tore through the sky, creating a whirlwind behind it, carrying an overwhelming impact that sent Lu Mingfei flying with a burst of Wrath.
So heavy!
So strong!
These two thoughts flashed through Lu Mingfei's mind.
With just one strike, he was shocked. After all, he had used a hundred times the usual amplification, and yet the difference was so vast?
As his thoughts scattered, Pompeii attacked again.
The swinging spear was like a dragon breaking through the sea, its power so immense it seemed to pierce the heavens themselves.
Helpless, Lu Mingfei had to meet it head-on with "Wrath."
Clang!
The tip of Gungnir's spear actually pierced through "Wrath!"
Then, the momentum of the spear didn't stop. Like a rainbow stretching across the sky, it dragged a visible gust of wind, crashing straight into Lu Mingfei's chest.
In just a few seconds, Lu Mingfei's chest was pierced, the spear creating a blood hole the size of a fist. Blood sprayed out like a fountain, and he was sent flying backward.
This was on a whole different level!
After being blasted away, a second thought flashed through Lu Mingfei's mind.
Boom!
The school bell tower collapsed, shattered by the impact.
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