The thin mist rose like the wind, suddenly sweeping across the ruins.
Gradually, a faint golden light mixed into the hazy fog, spreading out from the boy at the center and expanding across hundreds of meters.
Pompeii's steps came to an abrupt stop, his pupils shrinking sharply. "What is this?!"
A suffocating pressure surged like crashing tides, heavy enough to make one's heart tremble.
Gungnir, still impaled in the boy's chest, was slowly being pushed out by an invisible force.
Then, defying all logic, the boy stood straight up from the ruins, as if surrounded by an unseen domain filled with overwhelming majesty and solemnity.
Gungnir was forcefully ejected from the domain and flew back into Pompeii's hand.
But now, Pompeii's face had turned serious, golden flames flickering in his eyes as he stared tightly at the figure. "You've finally awakened… Nidhogg!"
Yes—only now did he truly feel that ancient, soul-crushing pressure coming from Lu Mingfei's body.
"Your era is over!"
Pompeii's eyes flared wide as he suddenly raised his arms and let out a loud, high-pitched roar. "This is my era now! Relic of the old age—step down!"
Boom!
Blinding lightning crashed down from the sky, surging with destructive energy.
Its target—was the awakened "Nidhogg."
But the black-haired boy simply raised his right hand, fingers spread, as if he intended to grasp the entire world in his palm.
"Cancel."
The thunder, which had been roaring like a mighty river, paused for a brief moment.
"Cancel."
"Cancel!"
The boy's voice grew louder with each word, sharper and more commanding every time.
Under Pompeii's shocked gaze, the divine lightning he had summoned with a demigod's authority melted away like snow under the spring sun.
"This… this is impossible!"
He was utterly shocked, waves of fear crashing through his heart.
He knew, of course, that the Black King controlled the "Mental" element — and through it, ruled over all other elements.
But the problem was… he had bypassed the "dragon" power system entirely.
He had summoned lightning directly using sequence authority.
How could that possibly be undone by the Black King?!
Lu Mingfei slowly opened his eyes — like awakening from a long sleep, like dying and being reborn.
The world became crystal clear in his gaze.
Every flowing element, every speck of dust in the air…
Even every muscle and strand of Pompeii's body was laid bare before him, vividly detailed with nothing hidden.
Looking at the reborn "Lu Mingfei" standing before him, Pompeii's body jolted — as if struck by lightning.
He could feel it — the scent of death!
"Odin, the farce ends now."
Lu Mingfei's voice was cold and emotionless.
It echoed with a strange duality — one deep and mature, one still tinged with childishness.
"You think regaining your power means you can defeat me?"
Pompeii calmed down once again.
He was no longer the Odin of the past.
He was now a true demigod.
Boom!
An indescribable fighting spirit surged into the sky!
Golden flames coiled around Lu Mingfei's body — He looked like a Super Saiyan, radiating light that spanned kilometers.
Savage, domineering, violent, cruel, and unrestrained — All of these traits flickered within the boy's eyes.
As if he had truly become the Black King Nidhogg of the ancient world — The one who ruled fate, who looked down on the world.
He raised his hand toward Pompeii — As though he meant to seize the mountains, the earth, the skies, all into his palm.
Pompeii's response was even simpler.
A violent wind surged up a hundred meters high, enveloping both of them like a curtain.
A fierce and overbearing aura burst forth — Like a dragon rising from the silent abyss, lifting its head with pride!
"Let everything… end today."
The sound of the shockwave rolled like thunder.
Pompeii stepped forward first — The powerful lightning around him forcing the air to retreat.
The divine spear Gungnir carried a deep aura of death — In an instant, it tore through the sky like a blazing comet, carving space itself apart, carrying a force that could shatter mountains and split the seas!
Where the spear pointed, even space itself seemed pierced through.
Even those hiding inside Kassel's shelter felt an unexplainable pressure, a dead silence, and a soul-shaking fear.
Blinding lightning filled the air, the friction so intense it gave rise to clouds of smoke and sparks.
But while It was fast, Lu Mingfei was even faster!
Under Pompeii's gaze, Lu Mingfei's figure vanished into thin air—without a single warning.
Before Pompeii could even react, Lu Mingfei had already crossed space itself and grabbed the incoming spear with his bare hands. His fingers locked around it like steel chains.
"When did he—?!"
Pompeii's pupils shrank. Shock and fear surged in an instant—just as an immense force came crashing in.
Gripping Gungnir tightly, Lu Mingfei exhaled sharply. His muscles roared like thunder as he yanked the spear with brute force.
Swish!
The spear was torn from Pompeii's grasp—ripped away with sheer strength.
His palm was skinned, the burning pain reminding It this was no illusion.
But Lu Mingfei stepped in again. His right fist charged with power, he punched forward—directly smashing into Pompeii's face. A strike of pure, overwhelming force.
Boom!
Like thunder exploding from nothing!
A terrifying shockwave rippled outward like a blast circle, lifting layers of ground. Fierce winds hurled sand and dirt into the sky, all the way to the clouds!
Even with Pompeii's unusual body, that punch caved in half his head.
As stars danced before his eyes and his body went limp, Lu Mingfei grabbed his right arm. His eyes burned with ruthless fury—and pulled with all his strength, tearing the arm clean off!
Rip!
Pompeii let out a terrible scream, his pupils bloodshot. "NIDHOGG!!!"
Losing an arm ripped his sanity apart—leaving only slaughter in his mind!
In a flash, Pompeii turned into a wild beast—charging in instead of backing off. Tentacles from his lower body wrapped around Lu Mingfei as his gaping maw, filled with sharp teeth and writhing tendrils, lunged straight for his throat!
In that deadly moment, Lu Mingfei shifted just enough to avoid the worst—but his shoulder was bitten clean off!
Not even the dragon bones could withstand that jaw. A huge chunk of bloody flesh was torn straight out.
A wave of searing pain hit.
Lu Mingfei kicked Pompeii away, face full of disbelief.
"Is this guy insane?!"
But then—Pompeii, piece by piece, was chewing and swallowing the flesh he had torn off.
He wiped his mouth, eyes gleaming with twisted satisfaction, letting out deep growls. It was like he'd become a completely different person.
Hurricanes, thunder, and heavy rain— all seemed to be gathering around him, as if summoned by some unknown will.
"Be careful, brother."
Lu Mingze frowned, staring at the crazed Pompeii. He warned, "I don't know what exactly happened to him… but I've got a bad feeling. Right now, this guy… is dangerous! Dangerous! Extremely dangerous!"
He used the word "dangerous" three times—just to show how serious he was.
Lu Mingfei nodded. "I know."
But in a place no one noticed— Zaratul, cloaked in yellow, had golden vertical pupils that shimmered with ripples.
"Tsk… what a waste. All that Sequence power, and still useless."
Zaratul grinned strangely.
"Let me show you how a true Sequence pathway Beyonder fights."
The next moment—
Pompeii" suddenly melted into a stream of water, disappearing into the storm.
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