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This is also the attitude of most Chinese people towards gods: you are only a god if you are useful; you only worship when you feel guilty; you don't burn incense normally, but you only seek help from Buddha when it's too late.
"Now is not the time to talk about this!"
As the Hundred-Ton King drew closer to Odin, Chu Tianjiao could already see Odin's true form.
Chu Tianjiao unbuckled his seatbelt, picked up the Imperial Divine Sword Murasame, and haphazardly pushed the snakeskin bag containing a bunch of alloy longswords and guns to Chu Zihang, giving the two kids some instructions.
"There's no time to explain. If you want to survive, you have to jump off the train. I'll count to three, and we'll jump together. One, two..."
Chu Tianjiao spoke very quickly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he started counting, with half of his body already leaning out of the car window.
Gao Kui pulled the door handle and opened the car door a crack, his mind more focused than ever before, ready to pounce and pounce, waiting for Chu Tianjiao to call the third number.
Even Gao Kui, who was either a high school student or not, knew that he had to jump off the train at this point.
Even after removing one of its carriages, this 100-ton truck still weighs over 100 tons, and the trailer pulling three steel coils alone weighs nearly 100 tons.
If Odin, who looks like a tough guy, is forced to brake suddenly without the help of the Skyactiv engine, the powerful kinetic energy generated by the trailer alone could crush the front of the car into a compressed biscuit, and all three people inside would be crushed to death.
In comparison, jumping off a moving vehicle now might result in injury, but it avoids the worst-case scenario of being crushed to death, making it the optimal solution at present.
"three!"
At Chu Tianjiao's command, Gao Kui kicked open the car door, his eyes flashing with golden flames. He used the Word of Power: Yin Flow to generate an updraft strong enough to hold the three of them, and jumped out of the car with Chu and his son.
Only the hundred-ton king, with its throttle welded shut, drove towards Odin, like a windmill that had grown legs and turned to charge Don Quixote, lonely and heroic, ready to die.
Chapter 15 Fish Crusher
Jumping off a car traveling at over 160 kilometers per hour is an extremely dangerous thing, no matter how you look at it. Fortunately, Gao Kui used the Yin Flow of Words as a buffer.
The air within a radius of thirty meters was at your fingertips, and the rising airflow formed by the airflow channels greatly reduced the impact force generated when the three people landed.
Gao Kui rolled twice on the ground after landing, which cushioned some of the impact. The Chu father and son, who had landed safely, looked up at the last lone hero with hopeful eyes.
That truck, carrying over a hundred tons of cargo, sped along at breakneck speed.
With that kind of speed, that level of kinetic energy, and that enormous weight, even Odin wouldn't feel good if he were hit head-on, right?
Odin, bathed in white light, resembled a majestic mountain, standing unmoved as the hundred-ton king hurtled towards him, holding his divine spear in one hand and gently pulling the reins in the other.
The eight-legged horse roared and neighed angrily, raising its four front hooves high, and together with Odin, it resembled the famous painting "Napoleon Crossing the Alps" housed in the Palace of Versailles.
A blazing fire, as bright as the sun, flickered in Odin's single golden eye. He thrust his spear toward the Hundred-Ton King, and with just one thrust, endless, violent lightning crackled across the spear.
No one knew just how powerful the lightning contained within that divine spear was.
The three who had placed high hopes on the 100-ton truck only witnessed the moment that lightning, like divine punishment, struck, destroying the truck's cab, tires, body, and steel coils...
Everything was instantly melted into molten, fiery red iron, so red it was dazzling and radiant.
Sprewell's front kick slammed down, and the rain that had been splashing down from the dark night sky gathered in front of Odin, forming a magnificent waterfall.
The 100-ton molten iron from Wang Rongwei was pushed away and dispersed by the waterfall, and a large amount of water was evaporated into water vapor, instantly filling the overpass with thick fog.
Dozens, even hundreds, of pairs of golden pupils flickered like fog lights in the thick fog, and a dark figure slowly emerged from behind Odin, forming a circle that surrounded the three of them.
The Deadpools stared intently at the three, whispering in an ancient language as if they were gazing upon some rare delicacy.
"So powerful?" Gao Kui was shocked.
"Not too surprising."
Chu Tianjiao's expression was solemn as he explained, "The kinetic energy generated by the Hundred-Ton King just now is roughly equivalent to tens of kilograms of TNT bombs. Considering the direction of energy release, even with a higher estimate, it can only be compared to a TNT bomb with a yield of two or three hundred kilograms, and is even inferior to most airborne air-to-ground missiles."
This level of attack is insufficient to destroy a great being who has just reached the next generation. To kill them, alchemical weapons are still needed.
The only thing I didn't expect was that he could block it so easily, without breaking a sweat.
What are you mumbling about?
After listening to Chu Tianjiao's long, rambling explanation, a sense of pessimism welled up in Gao Kui's heart: "Does that mean the three of us are doomed?"
"It's hard to say. You two might still have a glimmer of hope." Chu Tianjiao gripped the Divine Blade Murasame tightly, having made up his mind.
Chu Zihang said that four years ago, he stayed behind alone to block Odin so that Chu Zihang could escape. Chu Tianjiao couldn't tell whether it was something that actually happened or just his or Chu Zihang's imagination.
Let's just assume that it really happened.
He could do the same thing again as the other version of himself, and he believed that his abilities and love for his son were no less than those of the other version of himself.
As soon as Chu Tianjiao stuck out his butt, Chu Zihang knew what kind of nonsense he was about to spout.
The cool, aloof guy, carrying a snakeskin bag, held a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, his eyes resolute: "This time I will never leave, even if you break my legs!"
Four years ago, Chu Zihang left his father alone like a stray dog, a decision he regretted most.
Admittedly, the man said, "Only if you live will people remember me; you're the only one who can prove I ever existed in this world," and so on...
But Chu Zihang still regretted it, still fantasized countless times about staying behind with the man and fighting side by side. Now that Odin was right in front of him and the man was beside him, he had to consider whether this was his only chance in this life.
Chu Tianjiao tore at his hair in a state of utter confusion. The other him had gone too far; now he couldn't even trick the little guy into running away.
When the time came, Chu Tianjiao wasn't one to hesitate. He instantly hardened his heart and made a plan: "Since that's the case, let's just do it."
"Leave Odin to me. You two hold off those bastards. If we win, great; I'll treat you to some skewers at a barbecue stand. But if I die, you'd better figure out how to escape."
The father and son chattered on and on, arguing about whether Chu Zihang should run away and when he should run away, completely unaware that Gao Kui was on the verge of a breakdown.
"Have you reached an agreement?" Gao Kui asked in a low voice.
"It's been discussed."
"Then what are we waiting for?"
All of this made Gao Kui very unhappy.
Odin, who was high above and acted like a god-king, was surrounded by a group of Dead Servants who drooled over him as a delicious meal, and even the air itself smelled nauseating.
So what are you waiting for?!
Gao Kui raised his M16A1 assault rifle and used the grenade launcher to greet the bastards who coveted his flesh and blood.
Golden flames swirled in his somber eyes as he unleashed the Yin Flow Domain of Words of Power, unleashing a dozen sharp streams of energy that resembled innate, formless sword energy, slicing through the bodies and bones of the dead servants in the thick fog.
The sounds of gunfire, screams, and the wind whistling through wounds intertwined to create a bloody symphony, lingering in Gao Kui's ears along with the "Hymn of Emmanuel's Coming".
Black blood surged forth, staining the air currents, fog, and rain a dark red, turning the entire world into hell.
Chu Zihang stood beside Gao Kui, holding a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, like a loyal Templar Knight of the Church. He swirled his longsword to repel the assassins who rushed towards the two of them.
"Damn, it's like a garbage disposal machine!" Chu Tianjiao exclaimed with a laugh.
The extremely stable Yin Current, the bloodline that can enhance the performance of low-sequence words starting from A-level, plus the overpowered power of "five loaves and two fish".
The combination of these three elements transforms Gao Kui into a minnow crusher. The enhanced power of Yin Liu might not be able to harm the True Dragon, or even severely injure one of the best among the Deadpools.
But in the chaotic battles against hordes of Deadpool minions, it is truly invincible.
The only weakness is that the Gao Kui bloodline has just awakened, and the physical attributes have not yet been developed. It can only be considered a fragile mage with unlimited firepower, and needs to be accompanied by a bodyguard with a sword.
Chu Zihang is currently well-suited to fulfill this responsibility.
Seeing that the two little ones were wreaking havoc and there was no immediate danger of them being defeated, Chu Tianjiao finally relaxed, put away all his frivolity, and his eyes blazed with golden fire.
Field, expand!
Chapter 16 Time · Zero vs. Time · Zero
A deep, ancient chant emanated from Chu Tianjiao's throat, and an invisible domain quietly unfolded, enveloping the two little ones and the group of Dead Servants.
Everything seemed to stop at that moment.
No, it didn't stop; it was slowed down by at least forty or fifty times.
Gao Kui could clearly see that the horde of dead servants surging towards him like a tide had become incredibly slow, and the black blood and severed limbs were slowly floating in the air, while only the three of them maintained their speed.
"Holy crap, uncle, you're Dio Brando!"
Gao Kui was filled with envy. Nowadays, there's a popular saying in online novels that "time and space are king." Anyone with a brain would know that Chu Tianjiao's Word of Power is on a completely different level than his Yin Liu.
Why can't he awaken such powerful Word of Power?
"Haha, it's still not as good as Dio Brando's time stop. Maybe someone with a stronger bloodline than me can really use this word of power to achieve the same effect as Zavarudo."
Chu Tianjiao laughed heartily, his fighting spirit high, and instructed: "The general ability and principle of this Word of Power are difficult to explain. Just understand it as speeding up our time. The multiplier is about 45 times. It can only be maintained for 5 seconds in the real world at most. After conversion, it is 225 seconds in the domain."
My domain extends 30 meters in radius. Try not to leave my domain, but also don't get too close!
Having finished his explanation, Chu Tianjiao, wielding the divine sword Murasame, his red dragonfly-patterned leather shoes splashing water as he stepped on the ground, leaped towards Odin like a lion or tiger hunting its prey, and swung his sword at the king of the gods in Norse mythology.
Taking advantage of the leader's time acceleration buff, Gao Kui continuously unleashed sword-like, swift cuts through the slowed-down Deadpool horde, while Chu Zihang and Gao Kui gazed at the man's back.
"Odin will not be affected by your domain!" Chu Zihang shouted to remind Chu Tianjiao.
As soon as Chu Zihang finished speaking, a dragon chant, identical to Chu Tianjiao's earlier low murmur, rang out, sounding like weeping and sobbing.
It was Odin who chanted this dragon script.
At the same time, Zero Domain expanded outwards from Odin as the center point, and his domain was clearly stronger than Chu Tianjiao's domain.
Not only was the acceleration rate higher, but the range was also larger, enveloping Gao Kui, Chu Zihang, and a group of death servants.
The Dead Servant, now enveloped by both Odin's and Chu Tianjiao's domains, appeared to be moving even faster than before, in Gao Kui's and Chu Tianjiao's eyes.
The Dead Servants covered only by Odin's Domain were even faster than the naked eye, but they were "slowed down" again after entering Chu Tianjiao's Domain.
Is it also time zero?
Could it be the Wind King, or a second-generation species of the Wind King's lineage?
There was no time to think; the time zero was canceled out, so the only option was to fight with the dragons' most primitive physique and most exquisite skills.
Blood Explosion!
Second bloodshed!
As an S-class hybrid from Kassel, Chu Tianjiao naturally couldn't possibly be unaware of this forbidden technique passed down by the secret society. As a British man, Angers naturally possessed the fine tradition of the British: to use useful things to the fullest extent.
S grade?
Then you have to learn Bloodlust first, and then go and blast those next-generation races to smithereens!
Bloodstained bone spurs protruded from under the bright red work clothes of the transportation company. The man's exposed skin was covered with bluish-gray scales, his hands resembled a pair of dragon claws, and his leg joints defied the abrupt reversal of biological common sense.