r18novel Chapter 20 Angels
Chapter 20 Angels
The first raindrop fell from the sky to the ground, and after that, the sky seemed to have a hole in it, the Milky Way was upside down, and torrential rain poured down.
In no time, the earth was in ruins, just like the great flood in mythological texts.
Lu Mingfei trudged forward, the raindrops forming a thick curtain that hindered his progress.
So he had no choice but to smash through the curtain of rain. Surprisingly, even with the rain pouring down, he was still completely dry. Upon closer inspection, a thin black film could be seen covering his body.
This is another ingenious use of tentacles that Lu Mingfei discovered during this period. Rather than calling them tentacles, it's more accurate to say that they are a mass of matter that Lu Mingfei can manipulate at will, only that their tentacle form makes them more agile and easier to control.
Rainwater washed over Lu Mingfei's ankles and flowed backward.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks, and the small stream formed by the torrential rain split into two streams flowing backward beneath him.
Lu Mingfei was standing in front of the No. 0 overpass. His heightened senses, enhanced by his awakened abilities, told him that if he went any further, he would no longer be in the present world.
He remembered that the information that Mai Shude had given him mentioned that the dragons were once the rulers of this planet, having established a vast dynasty and built magnificent palaces.
But now, none of these things have left a trace.
Therefore, some people speculate that the dragon kingdom is actually located in another space, a world called Nibelungen.
However, in mythology, Nibelungen has another name.
Without hesitation, Lu Mingfei stepped into it.
In an instant, all the surrounding noise disappeared.
The sounds of raindrops, the flowing stream, and even the sounds of wading and hiking have all disappeared.
The next moment, he reappeared in the rain curtain formed by the torrential rain, but this was no longer the world he had just been in.
In the pale gray sky of this world, faint blue flames were burning, while on the distant earth, a purple silver snake flashed by, and a moment later, a thunderous roar resounded between heaven and earth.
"Nibelungen, the legendary land of the dead," Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, but the thunder drowned out his voice.
Things are starting to get really interesting.
This must be the secret realm the protagonist must reach before becoming stronger, right? A rare smile finally appeared on his perpetually calm face.
As expected! This world...
That is the only truth!
He no longer concealed himself, and the black membrane covering his body transformed into several tentacles in the next instant.
In an instant, demons danced wildly.
……
In the instant the white light flashed, Chen Wenwen lost her sight, and she even felt her thoughts freeze for a moment. When she regained her senses, the world around her had completely changed.
The sky was a fragmented, pale blue, and the rainy night seemed to never end.
This is definitely not anywhere on the planet she lives on. And... Chen Wenwen felt her throat was extremely dry.
She recalled the scene she saw before losing consciousness: the legendary god descended upon the world through the mirror, and she could even recall every detail of the dark gold armor the god was wearing.
The image of that man and horse was now firmly imprinted in her mind.
"You're awake." At that moment, a familiar voice rang in her ears.
Zhao Menghua, his face deathly pale, was now unusually excited, like a drug addict who had gone too far. "Welcome to the Kingdom of God! Only the chosen ones can enter!"
"And you, my future queen, I implore the gods to choose you as well." He excitedly reached out his hand to Chen Wenwen, but she ruthlessly avoided it.
"What do you mean by that?" Chen Wenwen's teeth chattered with fear, but she still managed to finish her sentence. "Where are Miaomiao and Xiaoqiang? Where are they?"
"Those two..." Zhao Menghua's eyes were filled with confusion; clearly, he didn't know where the two had gone either. However, the next second, that confusion was replaced by fervor.
"Those two must not have been chosen by God, so naturally they cannot enter this kingdom of God. Only I, and only you, my destined wife, only the two of us have the opportunity to enter here."
Zhao Menghua said with deep emotion and fervor, "There will never be a third person in this world here."
The moment the words were spoken, a series of footsteps sounded outside the rain.
Zhao Menghua, who had just been making grand pronouncements, was now frozen in place.
The place where he and Chen Wenwen were was an unused tollbooth, and the two of them were standing under the tollbooth's canopy.
Although they didn't know why such modern buildings would appear in the divine kingdom, how could there be a third person in the divine kingdom besides the two of them?
"Impossible! This is impossible!" he muttered to himself. If a third person really appeared, wouldn't that mean that everything he had done before, everything he was willing to give up, was all in vain?
He was neither a special one, nor a chosen one, nor someone selected by God.
He was still the second son, pinned down by Lu Mingfei, unable to turn over or even catch his breath.
Zhao Menghua dared not think any further; all of this was far too cruel for him.
At that moment, he saw a wrench that had been abandoned by someone next to the toll station, and a wicked thought crossed his mind.
A wicked thought surged in his mind: Whoever it is, as long as I kill him, I will still be special.
Zhao Menghua picked up the wrench.
He held his breath, ready to go.
The footsteps grew closer and closer, so close that even though the torrential rain obscured the view, Zhao Menghua could still make out a figure staggering toward them.
For some reason, he felt that the figure looked somewhat like Lu Mingfei.
"Impossible! He couldn't possibly be here! Impossible!" Zhao Menghua's throat tightened, and he quickly suppressed the thought that had just surfaced in his mind.
His eyes flashed with a fierce light.
Whoever comes today, they will die!
His forehead veins bulged with tension, and a golden light flashed deep in his eyes.
The figure, vaguely visible through the rain, finally came into Zhao Menghua's view. However, upon seeing the person's true face, Zhao Menghua was overjoyed. Because the person was not Lu Mingfei at all!
It was a man dressed in a black robe, with only his pale face exposed. His golden vertical pupils were dull and lifeless, and his forked tongue occasionally protruded from his mouth.
Even a three-year-old child could tell that this was not a normal human being.
Zhao Menghua's mind works very quickly.
"This must be a warrior under my lord's command!" he shouted, his face no longer showing the fear he had just displayed, but rather excitement.
He threw down the wrench and rushed forward, ready to give this messenger of the gods a warm embrace.
But before he could run over, the man in the black robe suddenly seemed to sense something, turned around and stared sharply in Zhao Menghua's direction, a glimmer of light appearing in his dim golden vertical pupils for the first time.
He arched his back, his tongue hissing as if he were some kind of reptile preparing to hunt.
Zhao Menghua subconsciously stopped in his tracks. When he was little, he often pestered his parents to take him to the wildlife park, and he had watched the crocodiles' pre-hunt movements countless times.
The warrior messenger sent down by the gods gave him the same feeling.
But at that time, it was just watching from a safe distance, which can be said to have given him a vivid nature lesson when he was young.
But now, he saw in the other person the same posture as that of a crocodile preparing to hunt.
Zhao Menghua was somewhat incredulous. After all, as the chosen one of the gods, how could the warriors under his command attack him?
However, the next second, the other party moved.
The torrential rain couldn't stop him in the slightest.
He was like a dagger that was incredibly fast, piercing through the rain without any hindrance. Before Zhao Menghua could react, he was pinned down by the other man.
"What, what are you going to do?" Zhao Menghua's pupils constricted, and he struggled in terror.
But the man in black robes... no... it should be called a monster, the black-robed monster's hands had already clamped tightly on his arms.
Then, the long, forked tongue licked Zhao Menghua's cheek, making him tremble all over, and a nameless panic spread through his heart.
"He's going to eat me!" Zhao Menghua's face turned ashen. This was no greeting; all he could see in the other man's eyes was naked bloodlust.
He struggled desperately, the golden light in his eyes almost solidifying.
However, the monster's golden vertical pupils were far more dazzling than his, and the two colliding was like fireflies meeting candlelight.
Zhao Menghua, who had initially intended to struggle, was now like a mouse encountering a cat. In an instant, he lost even the will to resist, and was replaced by deep fear.
And just then...
boom!
Chen Wenwen somehow picked up the wrench he had thrown down and smashed it on the monster's head with all her might.
Although she didn't know why Zhao Menghua had become like this, they were classmates after all, and she couldn't just watch him die like that.
However, Chen Wenwen overestimated her strength. The monster she hit didn't even stagger; the force was nothing more than a tickle to it.
However, provoked in this way, the monster released Zhao Menghua, who was no longer struggling on the ground and was trapped in fear, and approached Chen Wenwen with its vertical pupils wide open.
Nearly.
Chen Wenwen could even see the saliva dripping from the other person's mouth.
She trembled as she backed away, but accidentally tripped over a foreign object on the ground and stumbled, falling to her seat.
It’s over.
Knowing her death was imminent, Chen Wenwen realized that Zhao Menghua, in his current state, probably couldn't even escape, let alone save her. And in this godforsaken place, who else could possibly be here to rescue her? Could it be some so-called god? Thinking of Odin's appearance...
Chen Wenwen shuddered, because although the other party was a god, he did not give her the respect that made her worship, but rather a deep fear, a deep fear caused by the huge difference in strength.
Chen Wenwen closed her eyes; she didn't believe that the gods could save her at this moment.
She desperately wished this was all just a dream, a nightmare she should have woken up from long ago.
puff!
A sound like something entering flesh was heard.
Warm, slightly fishy-smelling liquid splashed onto Chen Wenwen's body.
The long-awaited death did not come.
She opened her eyes in disbelief.
The monster before her was already decapitated, and rather than a god saving her, it was more like a passing angel who pulled her out of the mire, except that this angel had a...
"Are you alright?" The familiar voice snapped Chen Wenwen out of her daze.
"I'm fine." She shook her head, looking at the person in front of her with a complicated expression. "What are you doing here?"
"Lu Mingfei," she said, uttering the other person's name.
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" Lu Mingfei wiped his hands with Zhao Menghua's clothes, who was still lying on the ground looking bewildered, and then stood up.
"What are you doing here?"
……
The torrential rains in the Nibelungen seem never to cease; the thick curtain of rain has become the most natural product of this world, and all of this seems to be written into the most fundamental rules of this small world.
After finding out why Chen Wenwen came here, Lu Mingfei turned his gaze to Zhao Menghua, who was curled up and huddled on the ground in the corner.
If he wasn't mistaken, this huge mess seemed to have been caused by the other party alone.
Who would have thought that a wealthy young man like him could be connected to Odin?
Lu Mingfei was somewhat curious, after all, in his understanding and according to the myths and legends, Odin loved the brave the most, otherwise he would not have built Valhalla for warriors to fight endlessly.
Upon noticing a gaze fixed on him, Zhao Menghua lowered his head even further.
The scene he just witnessed completely shattered his self-hypnosis. What chosen one? King, angel—it was all a lie.
Even his body, which had felt full and strong after meeting the gods, became weak at this moment due to the withdrawal of a power.
The golden light in his eyes had been extinguished the moment the monster set its sights on him.
He was soaking wet and shivering like a stray dog after falling to the ground.
"That person looks like a dog."
A line inexplicably popped into Lu Mingfei's mind.
However, he withdrew his gaze from Zhao Menghua. After all, now was not the time to deal with him, and judging from his appearance, he probably wouldn't get anything out of him.
As for the missing Liu Miaomiao and Su Xiaoqiang, Lu Mingfei guessed that things were not as Chen Wenwen thought; they should still be in the world of Nibelungen.
"Stand here and don't leave this tollbooth easily." Without any hesitation, he left after saying this.
All that remained was a somewhat wistful look in Chen Wenwen's eyes.
Meanwhile, at a high vantage point, the one-eyed god's gaze was fixed on Lu Mingfei's direction, beneath him two girls who lay unconscious.
Meanwhile, in a corner that no one else can see.
"Finally, you've let me in!" a petite figure cheered.