Chapter 125: The True Odin

It is over!

A scorching blue fire phoenix descended from the sky. As its wings beat, infinite sparks scattered—the marks of a collision between swords turned into wings and Gungnir transformed into a meteor.

Magnetic Drive: 700,000 Volts: Infinite Divine Wind Style Killing Sword: Blade-Phoenix!

No meteor could block this fire phoenix soaring through the heavens. Before it could fully lock onto its target and be thrown, the so-called "Spear of Inevitable Hit" was merely a "stronger" and "harder" tool. Not to mention, even if it were truly locked on, could "Odin"—or the real Odin—actually strike without hesitation?

Often, the outcome of a battle is decided long before the fighting begins.

Massive blue flames burned continuously on the body. An X-shaped cross of light flashed; the Gungnir in the hand was violently knocked away, and "Odin," seated upon his steed, was brutally struck down. His dark gold armor shattered, and his heavy body smashed a deep crater into the earth. The intense fire of control and the wind blades formed by manipulating the air erupted from within his body, locking down all his movements.

These were the precautions secretly hidden inside Odin during every previous clash. Bit by bit, though they seemed inconspicuous, they were enough to unleash absolute control the moment they were needed. They were meant as a contingency, but for some reason, "Odin" had not displayed the strength he should have, so they were saved until now. The explosion of these hidden measures was fully sufficient to paralyze his injured form for two seconds.

*Thud!*

In this moment, with Chu Zihang unable to fight further and "Odin" successfully restrained, Xia Mi, who had been observing and waiting to dispel her Spirit, took action. With a movement that seemed slow but was actually lightning-fast, she tossed her camera into the sky; the sturdy device transformed into a bird and flew upward.

Cracks instantly appeared beneath Xia Mi’s feet, and a massive circular crater formed where she stood. Disregarding the damage to her body, she effortlessly broke the sound barrier five times over in less than a second.

Secret Martial Art: One-Step Kill.

This was the fastest short-range footwork created by Liu Tian. Its core philosophy was to ensure that Xia Mi could unleash maximum speed to escape danger the moment she was ambushed, but it worked just as well for closing the distance.

The distance of several thousand meters vanished in a blink. Before "Odin" could even climb up from the ground, he felt a lightness on his face. He ceased his struggle as his robust body began to shrink, and pitch-black blood gushed out like a fountain.

"As expected." Holding the mask in one hand and catching the camera that had just drifted into range with the other, Xia Mi spoke. The camera's lens revealed the face of "Odin"—the face of Chu Zihang’s father, Chu Tianjiao.

"In my opinion—he’s beyond saving," Xia Mi said, frowning. "The dragon blood has completely overwhelmed the human blood in his body. If it weren't for the mask controlling him while simultaneously protecting his brain, he would have long since become a complete Dead Servant. To save him, only a Dragon King willing to sacrifice their own life for a baptism could do it."

"As long as it hasn't invaded the brain, there is still hope," Chu Zihang said. Thanks to the bloodline of the Heavenly Kingdom Gods, the girl had regained a bit of strength after a moment. She raised her blade and severed her father's head in an instant.

Without hesitation, Chu Zihang sliced open her own artery, releasing a torrent of blood. The potent, life-giving blood of the Heavenly Kingdom Gods held onto the life of Chu Tianjiao, who was now nothing but a head.

Immediately, the girl placed her other hand on her father's head, and in an instant, dense layers of ice completely encased it.

"Ah Tian had already considered this situation and told me how to handle it beforehand," Chu Zihang's face was pale, but her expression was one of long-absent joy. "As long as we sustain his life and freeze him, we can just clone a body later."

"I know, the Ghost Beast King, right!" Xia Mi raised a hand. "Add a Super Great Ape body, and Chu Tianjiao's strength will increase dozens of times over."

"Don't be silly right now." Chu Zihang held her sword and blade in one hand and cradled her father, who was hanging on by a thread, with the other. She looked toward the distance, where an Odin had appeared from the void—identical to the previous "Odin" in every way, save for his height of nearly twenty meters. "Is this the real one, or...?"

"I don't know." Xia Mi leaned in as well. Standing back-to-back, the two watched the seemingly endless swarm of Dead Servants emerging from the ground, from buildings, and from the sky. "I was just guessing before—how am I supposed to tell who the real one is?"

Ignoring the two whispering below, even though one was a Dragon King and the other a demi-god—within this Nibelungen, how could this weakest of Dragon Kings and a crippled demi-god weigh on the mind of the God King?

Completely ignoring them, Odin didn't even attempt to reclaim the silver mask, which was vital for creating his replacements.

The God King, clad in dark gold armor, rode his eight-legged steed, treading upon the void as he moved slowly forward. Ripples bloomed with every step of the eight legs; a deep blue wind-cloak billowed behind him like wings, and blood-red wrinkles flowed like water across the burial shroud that wrapped his entire body.

One step, two steps. Despite no substantive aura being released, Xia Mi felt as if someone had grabbed her by the throat, rendering her unable to speak.

For an instant, Xia Mi felt as if she had returned to the distant past, to that incredibly "weak" self who could do nothing—if not for the fact that this feeling haunted her like a shadow, why would she have pursued the only trace of Odin all the way here alone?

But suddenly, a realization surged into her heart.

The iron-cyan scales on the girl’s body retreated, revealing flawless white skin. Realizing her own weakness and craving greater power, the cells that had long since met the necessary conditions naturally rubbed against each other. A power, in no way inferior to dragon blood, erupted from within her body.

Magnetic Drive—this power that should have appeared in Xia Mi long ago finally reached fruition at this moment. And the moment it did, the power of the Magnetic Drive surged to fifty thousand volts!

It was a Magnetic Drive of fifty thousand volts, capable of suppressing even the Dragon King power of Jormungandr!

"Why can even you realize this power?" Odin turned his head, his calm words revealing confusion. "Why can I not? Can you tell me the reason? Is it that I am lacking something?"

"Who knows?" The palpable feeling of being "strong" caused the shadows of the past to recede. The body heat of Chu Zihang beside her reminded Xia Mi that she now had a more reliable person to lean on than her lazy, foolish brother.

"Perhaps it's because you haven't had intimate contact with our senior?" The girl smiled brightly—Xia Mi, whose intelligence was not low, naturally knew the possible reason, but she could not reveal such critical information to the enemy. She simply brushed it off with a casual excuse.

"Is that so? Yet, despite possessing the same power, you are far from what he was when he first arrived here. It seems this power is indeed linked to each individual." No longer engaging in conversation, Odin turned his head to look at the Gungnir hovering before him. He grasped it, and the moment they made contact, the Gungnir, which had been no more than two meters long, naturally grew to its full size.

...

Without moving, Odin raised his head, as if waiting for something.

Time ticked by, second by second. In less than three minutes, the enemy who commanded an unprecedented typhoon arrived. The typhoon, which should never have made landfall, slammed into this modern city under the will of a powerhouse. The sound of the wind was like the wailing of ghosts, completely drowning out the sound of the rain.

"It is time." Odin turned his head, his arms slowly opening like a stiff bow being drawn. He was finally going to throw that terrifying spear!

But who was the target? Could it be that she, as the original, had locked onto the heart of this incredibly strong man the moment Liu Tian landed? Was this so-called "Spear of Inevitable Hit" about to collide violently with the heart of the strongest and weakest point of that powerhouse?

No, that was absolutely impossible!

Her target was—Xia Mi!

Like a meteor streaking across the sky, Gungnir traced a massive parabola. Despite moving at a speed that broke the sound barrier, there was no sonic boom; it was as if this legendary artifact had killed the very sound it passed through.

The flying Gungnir was like a bird flying silently in the dead of night.

It couldn't be blocked! It couldn't be avoided!

The moment Gungnir was launched, Xia Mi realized the outcome—neither her Dragon King power nor the Magnetic Drive, which was not inferior to the power of a Dragon King, could compare to this singular, devastating strike.

Gungnir, just as the legends said, had its outcome determined before it was even thrown. The chest of the enemy it pointed toward was destined to be pierced; the threads of fate had already sealed her end.

If the two conflicting forces, like water and fire, could work together to achieve a result greater than the sum of their parts, there might have been a slim chance. But at this moment, Xia Mi could not rely on herself to avoid this fatal doom.

But she had one more move, a move that could absolutely avert the fate of death—

"Help me! Senior!" Xia Mi screamed with all her might. Although the speed of sound could not possibly outpace the flight of Gungnir, she believed—without reason—that Liu Tian would hear her, and that the destiny Gungnir had set would have to bow before his will.

And could Liu Tian hear her?

The answer was yes, easily!

The typhoon collapsed instantly. Liu Tian drew upon the maximum force he could fully command from it. The endless wind bowed to his will at this moment, and flames burned within the flowing water. A roaring dragon of flame erupted at twenty times the speed of sound, shattering every obstacle in its path like withered weeds, intercepting the "Spear of Inevitable Hit" mid-flight.

Magnetic Field Rotation: 150,000 Horsepower: Ten Thousand Ton Equivalent: Tyrant Dragon God vs. Spear of Inevitable Hit: Gungnir!

The roaring dragon bit down hard on the meteor-like spear. Liu Tian, the strongest creature on earth, had finally stepped onto the battlefield.

"Odin, this time, you won't be able to escape!"

Before he even arrived, a powerful, overwhelming will slammed into Odin's mind like a cannonball!