Volume 2 Hello, Xia Mi Chapter 177: Embracing the World with Warmth (Part 9)
Jörmungandr didn't dare to reply. It was clearly Lu Mingfei, and her tone of voice was the same. However, there was a familiar aura emanating from her, and hysterical madness was hidden beneath her calm words.
Jörmungandr seemed to have encountered this feeling somewhere before, but she couldn't remember where. She was just instinctively a little afraid. Nidhoggr, the person in the world that she avoided the most, was dead. Even with other monarchs, they were just fighting on equal terms. What else could scare a dragon king?
Even Fenrir noticed the abnormality. He stared at Lu Mingfei with his golden eyes, his muscles tense and ready to strike, as if the person standing there was not a human being, but something that could naturally restrain dragons, just like seastone could quell the invincible devil fruit.
Was she really a monster as she said? Had he been wrong all along? Jörmungandr couldn't believe that someone could hide it better than she did.
A soothing song resounded in the cave, as if someone was whispering softly in everyone's ears. Jörmungandr was stunned for a moment and looked around for the person singing, but he couldn't find him.
The person singing was Lu Mingze. She walked around the Dragon King and his sister, casually grabbed handfuls of white rose petals from the flower basket she was holding and threw them at them. The petals slowly fell on them, as if she was seeing them off.
Lu Mingfei can see it, but Jörmungandr and Fenrir cannot. Lu Mingze's existence is like some kind of illusion. Only Lu Mingfei knows it. Talking to her is a layer of movie special effects imposed on the real world.
This kind of singing made Jörmungandr very irritated. She instinctively smashed the ground in the direction of Lu Mingze, but Lu Mingze still walked in the air, repeatedly chanting the song that no one could understand.
Jörmungandr felt her heartbeat getting faster and faster. The sound seemed to be some kind of sign, which made the pair of eyes that had been hidden deep in her heart open. The red-gold dragon pupils silently let the darkness swallow her.
A huge fear exploded in her heart, and Jörmungandr retreated in fear, bumping into Fenrir's head after a few steps. She understood the lyrics, praising the awakening of my king, destruction is rebirth! Many years ago, she, like all the dragons, used this sentence to worship Nidhogg as the master. When she bowed her head in submission, she felt angry and betrayed, and the seeds of betrayal quietly sprouted in her heart.
"He's back! He's back!" Jörmungandr screamed sharply. That was her most feared nightmare. A giant black dragon rose from the depths of the abyss, with the corpses of humans and dragons hanging on his broken wings. The sky was in chaos because of his revival, and the sea was surging because of his rebirth. The fire of revenge vowed to burn all the rebels!
Fenrir gradually understood, but his IQ and memory prevented him from remembering what that thing was. He wanted to turn around and run away, but found that he could not control his legs at all. He did not dare to accept the horrifying sight, and he hugged his head with his wings, trembling and tears streaming down his face.
"No, you've got the wrong person. I'm not him." Lu Mingfei whispered this with a hint of sarcasm on her lips. She found it ridiculous that Jörmungandr was so frightened. Such a proud monarch was nothing but a fearful clown in front of the greater emperor.
Her body now contains both her own personality and Lu Mingze's personality, and the two can switch seamlessly. Lu Mingze kept his promise and did not take away control of the body. He just released the word spirit that would make the dragon kings fear. Before they could notice, their bloodline power was flowing back into the dragon bone cross, and each second would become weaker than the previous one.
Lu Mingfei kicked away the black box at her feet. It was the sword box she had just picked up when avoiding Fenrir. She waved her hand gently, and as if giving the order to bring the swords, the scattered Taotie and Greed rushed towards her. The sword box trembled wildly, and the remaining four dragon-slaying weapons also popped out one by one, like a living dragon awakening and violently attacking. Six swords of different shapes and colors were lined up in front of her, and the blades were shining like molten gold.
There was one less, but it didn't matter. She took Gluttony and cut her finger. The blood drop was pulled by some force, and it drew a thin arc, and quickly condensed at the position where the Seven Deadly Sins was missing, forming a bloody knife. It was a replica of the lost Lust. Although it was not as good as the original, the Seven Deadly Sins had to be neat and tidy to be useful.
She threw all the remaining glass beads under her feet and crushed them. The light released wrapped around the seven deadly sins one by one, making these weapons glow with light. She touched each knife with her bloody fingertips one by one, and the seven deadly sins were like evil dragons lying at the feet of the queen, trembling and roaring loudly, blood-colored lines extended, and ghostly dragon heads spit out from the handles of the knives. It seemed that the seven evil dragons were about to fly through the air.
"Hush." Lu Mingfei put her finger to her lips and exhaled softly. The evil dragons suddenly quieted down. She gently stroked these ferocious weapons, just like holding a kitten she was raising.
She suddenly took away Greed, and the blade light suddenly surged. She threw the sharp blade into the air in a standard spear-throwing posture. Greed burst out at an unimaginable speed, the air violently shook, and a long tail of fire appeared behind it, like a curved stream of light that shattered the rock wall of the dome, and after reaching the highest point, it fell down and hit Fenrir's long tail and embedded it into the ground.
Greed's own length was not even as thick as Fenrir's tail, but Tianguang artificially extended Greed's blade light, turning the weapon into a javelin several meters long.
Next came arrogance, then jealousy, then laziness and rage. Lu Mingfei took the weapons as lightly as a flying swallow and threw them continuously. Every four sword lights of different colors intersected and spiraled in the sky, and finally shot at Fenrir in the same way.
Fenrir had no way to dodge because everything happened in a flash. From the time Lu Mingfei threw it to the time the seven deadly sins hit it, it was only a blink of an eye. Those things were so fast that they were like meteors falling from the sky.
Pride and jealousy pierced Fenrir's wings, laziness and rage nailed his feet, but this seemed not enough. The one who would ultimately judge him would be the Taotie that followed him, because this was a judgment for his sin of gluttony. This stupid dragon that had been resurrected hundreds of years ago had stolen too much food.
Gluttony pierced Fenrir's neck, including his cervical vertebrae, and forced him to crawl in submission. The dragon was like a volcano erupting blood, and the blood boiled into red steam. The six-bladed power clamps locked Fenrir's entire skeleton, making a heart-pounding cracking sound. The dragon spasmed, roared, and trembled, but he could not raise his head to look at Lu Mingfei, because the traitor had no right to meet the emperor again, and Lu Mingfei would not allow it to raise its head.
Lu Mingze fulfilled her promise and the attack position perfectly avoided the fatal points. Fenrir would feel severe pain, but he would not die easily. If this Tyrannosaurus Rex was allowed to move and release its full power, the entire Nibelungen and the city would be doomed. He had to deal with it first.
Now the only thing left was the copied lust. Lu Mingfei took the last one and took out her own Floating Light from her waist. The two daggers were almost the same length, which made her look like a dual-wielding thief assassin who was using the invincibility skill. She slowly walked towards Jörmungandr.
Jörmungandr finally came back to her senses from the deadly pain, her eyes blurred with tears. Fenrir could no longer speak, he could only stick out his tongue and gently lick her face. It was this warmth that freed her from the cold fear.
She wiped away her tears and looked squarely at the monstrous figure. The predicted day had not yet arrived and Nidhogg could not have awakened so early. There was no need to be afraid of where that strange feeling came from. It was enough to defeat the girl in front of her because it must be the nightmare she brought!
Jörmungandr stomped on the ground, and the flying rocks gathered into a huge sickle in her palm. Dragon scales spewed out of her body again. There is no retreat in the Dragon King's dictionary. Even if he dies, he will raise his head proudly to welcome the end!
Both sides erupted at the same time, stepping on the shattered floor that had just been repaired, making a thunderous sound. In Lu Mingfei's eyes, Jörmungandr was as clear as a slow motion in a movie, and her greatest advantage had been completely wiped out.
The sickle and the double blades collided, and the first collision after acceleration brought huge kinetic energy. Both men felt the instant pain and soreness in their arms, but no one stepped back. The next sharper slash came while they held their breath.
Lu Mingfei had light in her left hand and lust in her right hand, and her best skills were displayed in perfect dragon bone state. Every time one of her knives hit Xia Mi's sickle, her other knife would follow and chop at the same place to take over. The previous knife would then flip and change angle in her palm, quietly attacking the place where Jörmungandr had no time to defend. After succeeding in one strike, she would turn back and hand over, repeating this continuous switching.
Her speed was far superior to that of Jörmungandr. Now Jörmungandr also experienced the same feeling of being suppressed and beaten as Lu Mingfei had before. Every time he chopped his sword, he hit the gaps between her scales without any error, which was the weak point of her defense.
Jörmungandr had to give up the frontal attack and poured strength into his feet. With every step he took, he injected the power of the Eye of Destruction into the earth's surface, attempting to repeat the same trick as before and use the ground to transfer the distorted stress to Lu Mingfei.
But Lu Mingfei noticed her abnormality, and when she used this method, the power of the sickle in her hand was relatively weakened. Lu Mingfei slashed the sickle to gain momentum, flipped in the air and jumped over Jörmungandr's head. She abandoned her two swords, hugged Jörmungandr's head with both hands, and landed in a perfect posture that could get full points in the Olympics, pulling Jörmungandr over her shoulders and slamming him to the ground.
The severe pain caused Jörmungandr to loosen the weapon in his hand. Lu Mingfei turned around and rode on her, roaring loudly.
"Stupid! Idiot! Idiot! Scumbag! Unfaithful man!"
Every angry shout was accompanied by a fierce slap in the face. She was like a young wife who had no place to vent her anger . She actually broke the scales on Jörmungandr's face, revealing his fair face. Small bright red handprints were then imprinted on his face. Jörmungandr was swaying left and right and felt dizzy from the beating.
Warm tears fell on Jörmungandr's forehead. It was clear that Lu Mingfei was the violent perpetrator, but she was crying. Each slap was weaker than the last one. By the end, she had no strength left, and her hand was soft as if she was flirting. Jörmungandr wanted to seize this opportunity to resist, but she was almost confused by the beating, and she had no strength at all. She could only watch the girl sob softly, then cover her face and twitch, and finally burst into tears.
"Why did you lie to me? Why were you so nice to me and then betrayed me? You said you were most afraid of being betrayed, but have you ever thought that you did the same thing to me?"
Lu Mingfei tried desperately to wipe away her tears with the back of her hand, but every time she wiped, more tears would flow uncontrollably. She was not a very strong person, and was even more sensitive than most of her peers. It was not that she didn't notice that Xia Mi was a little different to Chu Zihang, but she would rather pretend not to know, because Xia Mi was really helping her, and she didn't want such a ridiculous thing to happen to her, that her best friends were fighting over the same person. If Xia Mi really said that she still liked Chu Zihang, then she, Lu Mingfei, would choose to withdraw, because she felt that Xia Mi was better than her.
She is such a person, willing to embrace other people's world with her warmth, even if the price is that she herself will get hurt.
"I really treat you as my good friend. Although many people like me now, I always feel that I am still the same person as before. No one would care about me at that time. I could only have a few people, and I couldn't even fill the first row of a table." Lu Mingfei said hoarsely, "People like you won't understand. You are the Dragon King, you are a lovely junior sister, you are a social expert, you can get along with people even if no one around you knows you, and you can even catch a wooden lump like my senior brother. But I am different. No matter how much I change, I am still that Cinderella. The things I have are pitiful, and I cherish them like treasures. I want to devote everything to everyone who is good to me. How can you have the heart to lie to me and take away Xia Mi who belongs to me?"
"I'm not Xia Mi, I'm Jörmungandr, the Dragon King Jörmungandr! Do I need to care about what you think! You stupid woman, live in your castle, Princess Mingfei!" Xia Mi roared loudly. Even though she had been defeated, her dignity was inviolable. She was the king of the earth and mountains, and was born to sit on the throne and look down on the world.
Another slap, more fierce than any before, even fiercer than the one just now in the fight. This slap dislocated Lu Mingfei's joints even though she was in the dragon bone state. Jörmungandr's face and ears were covered in blood, and her long hair was messed up.
“Fuck you Jörmungandr! I don’t want to hear this name. What I want is Xia Mi, the Xia Mi who will treat me well and be my wingman, the Xia Mi who blessed me and Chu Zihang to be together! No one can take my friend away! Not Lu Mingze, and even less Jörmungandr. Whoever dares to come, I will make him die without a burial place!”
Jörmungandr didn't expect such a cold and gloomy expression to appear on Lu Mingfei's face. Even though she was so sad just now and felt deeply betrayed, she only vented her feelings by slapping him in the face, crying like a child who had everything taken away from her. But now she was like a vicious devil, holding a sickle in her hand, and she was going to fulfill her promise. Anyone who disobeyed her would pay with his life.
Maybe Lu Mingfei wasn't joking when she said she was a monster, it was the truth. Usually she was such a gentle girl that made people want to help her, but when she became fierce, the devil living in her body would come out and take over everything for her.
The two people stared at each other for a long time. Lu Mingfei had never been so sad before, as if all the tears in her life were about to run out at this time. Jörmungandr had no expression from beginning to end, just watched quietly, as if they had been destined to become enemies.
"You talk as if I ate your Xia Mi. Don't be naive. I advise you to take action now. Otherwise, if either Fenrir or I recover our strength, you won't be able to lift a weapon in your current state." Jörmungandr said coldly.
"Stop pretending. It's impossible for you to recover your strength. This is what I want. I paid a price for the power. Don't try to disobey me. I won, so you can only be mine. Jörmungandr and Fenrir are useless. What I say is what it is! You can only be Xia Mi, and you will always be Xia Mi!"
As if for her oath, Lu Mingfei reached out and pressed Jörmungandr's forehead, her lips slightly opened, and the ballad that was sung by Lu Mingze was now sung by her.
This was originally a hymn from ancient times, solemn and magnificent, and should be sung by thousands of believers in a place like a chapel. But now that Lu Mingfei sang it, it became a completely different lullaby from Lu Mingze's. Jörmungandr was not afraid at all, she even felt at ease, and a little sleepy, and the last bit of strength in her body was slowly fading away.
"I'm just a lonely and poor kid. You don't have to care about me, but please don't hurt me." Lu Mingfei said softly, her long hair hanging down to cover her face. "Even if you will resent me in the future and never talk to me again, I will let you stay. At least I can see you again and talk to you about the ugly deeds of that blockhead."
She took out her cell phone. There was no signal in Nibelung, but Lu Mingze was right beside her. The little devil said she could do anything. Lu Mingfei stretched out her hand, and Lu Mingze took a look and helped her light up the number she wanted to dial.
