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But the two were still not out of their predicament.
Everything just happened at the moment the GemJet was head-on hit by the Dayun truck. The red-fronted 100-ton king was still firmly pressed against the mangled chopped chili fish head, speeding along and crashing into a tobacco and liquor store along the street.
Amidst the rising dust and deafening roar, the glass doors, front walls, and counters of the tobacco and liquor store were mercilessly crushed by the 100-ton truck, and the back wall was also ruthlessly pierced by the oncoming 100-ton truck.
After passing through the tobacco and liquor store, the 100-ton truck, having released a lot of kinetic energy and slowed down, crashed into a wall behind the store before finally stopping due to the continuous obstacles. The diesel engine made two whirring noises and emitted white smoke before shutting down completely.
At this moment, GemJet, which had been repeatedly rammed head-on against two walls by the 100-ton King, had become a literal iron disc, no different from those small cars that had been smashed into a heap of heavy trucks in car accidents.
Without exception, none of the passengers in the vehicle survived under such circumstances; they all turned into a pile of minced meat, and even the best funeral homes in the world could not piece their bodies back together.
Unless, of course, God intervenes.
Word of Power: Yin Flow!
The invisible domain expanded outwards from the iron disc as its center, much like the innate body-breaking invisible sword energy used by the God of War Guan Qi. Several high-pressure airflows transformed into wind blades, slicing the iron disc open from the inside out, just like cutting a fish horizontally.
"damn it!"
Cursing and swearing, Gao Kui pulled Longinus out of Chen Motong's body, grabbed Chen Motong's wrist, and climbed out of the ruins with the girl.
The two looked disheveled, their clothes torn and tattered by glass and metal scraps, and covered in dust and blood.
When Longinus repairs his body, he ignores all rules and automatically generates things like blood. The blood and small amounts of flesh that flow out are not taken back.
The two people inside the car were practically turned into mincemeat twice, so it was impossible for them to be completely free of blood and grime.
Aside from her disheveled appearance, Chen Motong's mental state was also very poor.
She lived and died repeatedly, constantly teetering between life and death, and the intermittent, excruciating pain caused a tremendous impact on her brain.
The lingering pain and hazy memories in her brain made Chen Motong's clear eyes become dull, and she could only be pulled out of the ruins by Gao Kui in a daze.
In contrast, Gao Kui, who was a seasoned veteran in terms of mental fortitude, was much more normal.
Gao Kui climbed out of the ruins and approached the 100-ton truck that had been shut down. He pulled open the door, and the driver's cab was empty except for a long knife that was nailed to the accelerator pedal.
Just like what Chu Tianjiao did a few days ago before jumping out of the car with the two little ones.
Gao Kui remarked with a sigh, "I think I'm seeing a shadow of my uncle."
This style is too similar to Chu Tianjiao's.
Chen Motong, whose mental state had not fully recovered, couldn't grasp the main point and subconsciously replied, "Did Uncle say that you should live on strongly, or that with great power comes great responsibility?"
Speaking of uncles, Uncle Ben, Spider-Man's character, is extremely famous. In Marvel's countless timelines, for every Spider-Man born, there is an Uncle Ben who dies.
Gao Kui's thoughts then wandered along the path of his uncle to a distant place he himself did not understand, and he casually replied, "He said that what you love is your life."
Chapter 50 Nibelungen
What you love is your life.
What does it mean?
Gao Kui, this extraordinary man, always said things that no one understood, not even himself.
Most people would simply laugh it off at this point and wouldn't overthink or interpret the meaning behind Gao Kui's words. Chen Motong was the exception; she had always wanted to understand Gao Kui's logic.
By thinking about the meaning of the phrase "brain divergent thinking," Chen Motong's mental state finally returned to normal, and she regained her fragmented memories caused by the confusion and pain.
"How can your knife be so strong?!"
Recalling everything, Chen Motong's eyes were filled with astonishment. The ability of this knife as an alchemical weapon was simply too outrageous.
There are too many incantations in this world that are difficult for ordinary people to understand, such as Time Zero, which can distort the flow of time, and the key that Chen Motong's younger brother has that can open all doors.
In contrast, alchemical weapons made using alchemy techniques are much simpler and more direct. The Dragon-Slaying Platform of the Zhou family in Xiangyang and the Seven Deadly Sins, which were forged by the legendary King of Bronze and Fire, generally increase power and lethality.
Such alchemical weapons that can repair the body and injuries are rare in the entire history of dragons and hybrids.
An alchemical weapon with the power of Longinus might be beyond the capabilities of even the Lord of Bronze and Fire. Of course, Norton, possessing the body of a dragon king, probably wouldn't need this type of alchemical weapon.
"That doesn't seem to be the focus right now, does it?"
"It's better than wondering if the uncle you met was Benjamin Parker."
Chen Motong complained resentfully, saying that she had been somewhat dazed just now and had been led astray by Gao Kui, her thoughts becoming like his.
That mental state made Chen Motong very unhappy. She was a little devil, how could she follow other people's rhythm? Moreover, independence of thought was the only thing she had left.
"What I mean is that our crisis is not over yet."
Gao Kui's expression was serious, and his concentration was almost comparable to that he had been on the overpass a few days ago. The external crisis forced him to focus his thoughts on a certain area and not let them wander too far.
Moreover, perhaps because he didn't have an attack and the ringleader Chu Tianjiao wasn't around, Gao Kui wasn't as erratic as he had been a few days ago, and seemed extremely reliable.
Chen Motong gazed at Gao Kui, who stood like a towering white jade pillar spanning the sea and a purple-gold beam, her clear eyes somewhat dazed. She had never imagined that Gao Kui could become so reliable at a certain moment.
He is indeed super A, but he is a member of the Gao family.
Your mental state is so normal, are you really a prince of Northern Qi?
"This seems to be a Nibelungen. You should know what a Nibelungen is, right? Chu Zihang and I just fought our way out of a Nibelungen a few days ago."
By the way, I was the MVP of that incident, everyone agrees. Don't ask who agrees, anyway, Chu Zihang was completely carried by me. If he ever tells you how awesome he was in that incident, don't believe him..."
Gao Kui, who crowned himself MVP and put a crown on himself, led Chen Motong out of the tobacco and alcohol store that had been smashed into ruins, and returned to his normal self, rambling on and on without getting to the point.
"Get to the point, let's talk about the Nibelungen."
Chen Motong helplessly pulled Gao Kui's wandering thoughts back, her face cold and concise, unwilling to say a single unnecessary word, for fear that Gao Kui's thoughts would wander off again along some point in her words.
"The key point is that this Nibelungen feels very similar to the one I saw a few days ago—equally quiet, equally deserted, and even everything that happened before I entered Nibelungen is very similar..."
Gao Kui tried his best to stay focused and not go off-topic.
Young men and women, dressed in rags and covered in blood, walk along an empty eight-lane road, chatting about the past.
The plane trees lining both sides of the driveway provide ample shade, and the gentle breeze rustles through their branches, as if they are raising their hands in cheers and weeping to welcome the supreme being to this humble Nibelungen.
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The tobacco and liquor stores, hair salons, and hardware stores on both sides were all empty, but the goods and facilities inside were all complete, making it a paradise for zero-dollar purchases or post-apocalyptic survival.
The whole world seemed to consist only of boys and girls, and the boy's somewhat incoherent descriptions.
The Nibelungen Pass reminded Gao Kui of an elevated highway. They had entered the elevated highway earlier because of traffic congestion and traffic police noticing Chu Tianjiao's 100-ton truck, forcing them to drive onto it.
This time, Gao Kui was also in a hurry to get to the Regent Hotel because of traffic jams when he entered Nibelungen. He had to give Chen Motong directions to turn into a small alley.
Add to that the 100-ton truck that revved the engine to its limit and became a lone hero, and many elements highly overlap with the events of a few days ago, making it seem like a replay or continuation of the overpass incident.
"Unforgivable..."
"What did you just say?" Chen Motong interrupted Gao Kui, as if she had heard Gao Kui say something she didn't quite understand.
"Unforgivable..."
"What? What did I just say?" Gao Kui was slightly taken aback. Often, he could forget what he had said just a few seconds later.
"Revenge, revenge..."
"That brat dared to offend the divine vehicle and offend the divine countenance; that's a grave disrespect, he deserves to die..."
"Such vibrant life, such tempting blood. It's been a long time since I've encountered something with such high-quality blood. Perhaps I can have a feast today..."
"That girl is the key..."
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Countless low, hoarse, frantic murmurs came from all directions, mixed with footsteps, the sound of swallowing saliva, and the ear-piercing sound of sharp fingernails scraping against the wall...
All sorts of sounds mixed together into a chaotic, extremely noisy, and insane melody, which was poured into the ears of the boys and girls.
This was the first time Gao Kui had heard a piece of music played by Deadpool. The last time he was on the overpass, he had been hearing "The Coming of Emmanuel".
"It sounds awful. No wonder Uncle and Chu Zihang were so annoyed back then," Gao Kui thought irritably.
Dead Servants, their bodies covered in bluish-gray scales, poured out from the shops and houses along both sides of the street. Their golden eyes, filled with longing, fear, and madness, stared at the young man and woman in the middle of the road.
At the end of the road, bathed in the setting sun, a Death Servant, clad in dark gold ancient armor, his face covered by an iron-gray mask, and taller and more imposing than the other Death Servants, slowly walked towards them.
His mask was identical to the one Odin had worn a few days earlier, resembling a king's crown. Or perhaps, he himself was a being akin to a king, or at least capable of exercising royal authority.
The difference is that the weapon he is carrying is not Gungnir, but a long sword with a design more similar to the Chinese ring-pommel sword.
And his eyes, hidden beneath the black iron mask, were completely undamaged, their fiery, dazzling brilliance flowing with a molten, golden hue, even more captivating than the half-set sun behind him.
"I fucking knew it..." Gao Kui grinned, feeling a bit of pressure.
Chapter 51 Heroic Spirit
Chen Motong looked around in horror.
The Deadpools all looked pretty much the same, with hideous and terrifying expressions, and they all stared at her with greedy, bloodthirsty eyes.
Too much.
As someone from a family of mixed-race individuals, she knew about Deadpools. She knew that mixed-race individuals with an excess of dragon blood would become Deadpools, and ordinary creatures would also become Deadpools if they were contaminated by dragon blood...
Most Deadpools are inferior to elite-level hybrids because they cannot use Word of Power.
However, the surrounding Dead Servants exhibited very obvious dragon-like characteristics and were numerous, making it unlikely that ordinary elite hybrids could defeat them.
Moreover, there was a mysterious figure wearing a black iron mask and with eyes that were S-class, next-generation species level lava reddish-gold.
I don't know if Gao Kui can hold on; he probably can't.
"Do you have an enemy named Odin?" Gao Kui tilted his head and asked in a low voice.
If I remember correctly, there shouldn't be.
Chen Motong shook his head. Odin is supposed to be the king of the gods in Norse mythology. What does he have to do with me?
"Then they must be after me."
That damned Emmanuel! He said someone wanted to kill Chen Motong, but it turns out it was aimed at me. Instead, Chen Motong, whom I wanted to protect, was caught in the crossfire.
Fuck!
Gao Kui took a step forward, holding Longinus in his left hand and Glock G17 in his right, protecting the frightened girl behind him, and looked the mysterious man in the black iron mask up and down.
"Your appearance is a bit like an old guy I just met the day before yesterday. Is he your father or your boss? Brother, can you tell me your name so I know who is trying to kill me?"