Chapter 114 Summer Mass (Part )

Not long ago, when Chu Zihang and Jörmungandr’s true identity, Xia Mi, were in a fierce confrontation, a brilliant golden light suddenly exploded in front of Lu Mingfei’s eyes. The strong light forced him to close his eyes and could not look directly. At the same time, a surging torrent of memories suddenly hit his spiritual world, instantly pulling him into a dazed state as if he were in another world.

When Lu Mingfei finally broke free from this sudden dream, he was shocked to find that it was the chain reaction caused by “himself” in other world lines that led to the drastic changes in all world lines. In this world line chosen by fate, Lu Mingfei also unexpectedly gained powerful power and precious memories from another world line, shouldering the lofty mission of rewriting all established destinies and breaking the shackles of reincarnation.

“Come on, Junior Sister… or rather, the King of the Earth and Mountains, Jörmungandr.” Lu Mingfei’s voice was steady and firm. His hands were shining with golden light, as if some mysterious power was surging. Then, the legendary Ruyi Jingu Bang suddenly appeared in his palm, emitting a dazzling light. “Let us use this battle to end all these grievances and entanglements. The blood of every king must end with a sword, right? Although what I hold in my hand is not a sword in the traditional sense, this Ruyi Jingu Bang is enough to carry all my will and strength.”

Jörmungandr looked at Lu Mingfei, her eyes showing both helplessness towards fate and a desire to fight. She said softly, “King… No, maybe I should say that you are not an ordinary king, you are above the king… I didn’t expect that I could see you again in this era.”

Before she finished speaking, Jörmungandr began to chant an ancient and mysterious language in a low voice. It was the language of the dragon race, which contained endless power. As she chanted, a new language field quickly expanded, covering everything around. In this field, strong ionization and magnetization effects began to appear. The originally solid rails melted in an instant and turned into hot metal droplets. They were suspended in the air and slowly rotated around Jörmungandr.

The bright droplets burned in the constant collisions, and the impurities were evaporated into ashes by the high temperature and fell to the ground, while the remaining droplets became brighter and brighter, as if purified by some mysterious power. Jörmungandr was tempering her own weapon with her words, which was her last resort in this battle.

Finally, after countless collisions and condensations, the metal droplets gathered into a huge sickle with a strange shape and a cold glow. It was like the scythe of death that reaped lives. It lay quietly in Jörmungandr’s hands, waiting for the upcoming battle.

Both parties pushed off the ground at the same time, and their recurved knee joints exploded with extraordinary force, and their figures disappeared in the high-speed movement. Mammals that have evolved to walk upright do not have this leg structure, which belongs to lower creatures such as mantises, but it gives insects incredible jumping ability. Fleas can jump to a height of 400 times their own height. If humans have the same jumping ability as fleas, they can jump to a height of about 700 meters.

At this moment, the fantasy became reality, Lu Mingfei and Jörmungandr flew in the huge space, and every collision made a deafening roar. They chased each other, even running along the rock wall, ignoring the earth’s gravity.

Rubble continued to fall from the top and cracked in the air. The sickle-tailed weasels flew around in fear, but were quickly turned into ashes by the territories of both sides.

All the rails were red hot, the cinders were burning everywhere, and there were huge bright spots on the rock walls and even on the top, which were rocks burned red by Lu Mingfei’s bronze and fire authority. There were countless red-hot iron filings suspended in the air, rising and falling, like millions of elves dancing. They were electromagnetically electrified by the static electricity in Jörmungandr’s domain.

Every time the two killer embryos collided, countless metal fragments flew. The weapon that Jörmungandr had temporarily tempered was completely inferior to the Ruyi Jingu Bang, which was at the same level as the Eternal Spear Kungunir and could be thrown across the world line. The deadly thing was that those metal fragments were like flying knives and could even cut into the rock wall. There were so many of them that it looked like machine gun fire.

Jörmungandr and Lu Mingfei landed on the platform at the same time. Lu Mingfei paused for a moment and was about to charge again, but Jörmungandr fell heavily to the ground.

The platform could have accommodated a tank regiment’s heavy tanks, and it was reinforced with ten times more steel and cement than an ordinary platform. But it shattered in an instant, and the bottomless cracks stretched hundreds of meters away. The rocks rose up and turned into powder in the air! A structure like a “earth dragon” appeared, and the ground rotated and turned over, and the broken stones were scattered everywhere, like twisted snake bones.

This is the power of the king of the earth and the mountains. Jörmungandr can find the “eye” of everything, strike hard at the weakest point, pour power into it, and destroy it instantly. This is a natural power, and Jörmungandr destroyed the South Railway Station and the “Snake of the Courtyard” with this power.

Just like that, Lu Mingfei fell into the crack of the earth.

Jörmungandr slammed the ground again, and the red-hot rails around him were shaken by the blow. They bent like snakes, and the huge force injected by Jörmungandr twisted them into spirals.

At the same time, as if driven by some mysterious force, they all rushed towards Lu Mingfei’s position. When this thrilling scene came into view, Chu Zihang, who was standing in the distance, felt his heart tighten suddenly and he couldn’t help but tense up, so much so that he almost held his breath completely, for fear of missing any of the following details. Countless railroad tracks seemed to be given life, turning into electromagnetic rail artillery shells, shooting straight at the unprepared Lu Mingfei with amazing speed and power. This was an attack carefully planned and launched by Jörmungandr. Its power was so great that even the King of the Earth and the Mountain with a strong body could hardly withstand it, let alone Lu Mingfei, who only had a weak human body. Under the fierce attack of the red-hot railroad tracks, he would almost certainly be ruthlessly pierced and suffer unimaginable damage.

However, at this critical moment, an incredible turn of events occurred. Jörmungandr and Chu Zihang both widened their eyes, their eyes full of disbelief – Lu Mingfei’s body seemed to have undergone some strange changes in an instant, as if he had turned into an indestructible body. The red-hot rails that were originally enough to destroy everything, after hitting his body at high speed, were like soft cotton hitting hard stone, and bounced away powerlessly, failing to cause him any harm.

“That’s it.” Lu Mingfei’s voice was calm and firm. As he finished speaking, the copper head and iron arm technique he had used before was instantly cancelled, and the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand was thrown towards Jörmungandr at a superluminal speed and incredible trajectory that was beyond the comprehension of all creatures in this world. The speed was so fast that even if measured in Planck time, it only took a very short time for it to accurately pierce Jörmungandr’s heart.

Jörmungandr’s pair of golden eyes, which were originally dazzling, were now filled with deep confusion and puzzlement. She slowly lowered her head and looked at the black iron rod on her chest, and the golden ancient seal “Ruyi Jingu Bang” clearly engraved on the rod. Her eyes revealed an indescribable astonishment and confusion, as if she could not understand what was happening before her eyes.

Soon, the dragon characteristics of Jörmungandr’s body were rapidly fading, and the bulging muscles calmed down; the bone spurs, scales, bone protrusions, and sharp claws were all retracted into the body; the majestic and terrifying wings slowly folded up, pressed against the back, and disappeared under the skin. She was Xia Mi again, naked, and her skin seemed to be flowing with a glow. Every curve was youthful and beautiful, clean, and made people have no evil thoughts.

With a dull “thump” sound and the rapid fading of vitality, Jörmungandr, the once proud king of the earth and mountains, now knelt helplessly in front of Lu Mingfei like a kite with a broken string. The girl’s head slowly lowered, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was making her last struggle, and her breathing was so weak that it was almost negligible, like a candle swaying in the wind, which could go out at any time.

In the distance, Chu Zihang’s eyes were like being attracted by a magnet, staring at Xia Mi’s disappearing figure. His body stood up involuntarily, and his feet seemed to want to step to Xia Mi’s side uncontrollably, wanting to accompany her to complete this last part of the journey. Although he knew very well in his heart that it was no longer the lively and lovely junior sister Xia Mi in his memory, but the enemy he had to kill with his own hands – Jörmungandr, the king of the earth and the mountains. However, emotion and reason collided fiercely at this moment, causing him to fall into deep contradiction and struggle.

But when he saw Jörmungandr slowly dying in the same manner as Xia Mi, Chu Zihang still felt that his heart was being torn apart by an invisible force, as if thousands of ants were constantly gnawing at his soul, causing him to suffer all the time. It was an indescribable grief and sorrow, a deep attachment to the beautiful memories of the past, and a helpless acceptance of the cruelty of reality.

“Junior sister, if you have any last words, go and talk to Senior Brother Chu.” Lu Mingfei’s voice sounded at this time, and he gently pulled out the Ruyi Jingu Bang from Xia Mi’s chest. Suddenly, dark dragon blood spurted out from the wound like a fountain, splashing on the ground, forming a piece of strange patterns. Although he personally sent Jörmungandr – or Xia Mi to death, at this moment, his face was unusually calm, as if what he did was just a trivial matter, and it had no ripples in his heart.

“It’s like a nightmare.” Chu Zihang walked in front of Xia Mi and said softly.

“The nightmare is over.” Xia Mi raised her head from her lowered position. Her eyes met Chu Zihang’s and she whispered, “I’m about to die. Do you have anything else to say?”

“Is it towards Xia Mi… or towards Jörmungandr?” Chu Zihang looked at her.

“Right, Xia Mi, you don’t understand what Jörmungandr is at all.”

“Why did you ask me to your house?”

Xia Mi was silent for a long time, then she smiled. She covered her heart, which was jarring, and tried her best to stop the bleeding. But she was still smiling. “In fact, you wouldn’t have died here if you had followed my last message, had a good sleep, and come to my house tomorrow at noon wearing the new clothes you bought. Of course, you wouldn’t have seen me, because I wouldn’t have existed by then. According to my plan, tonight was the day Hela was born. But why didn’t you listen to my advice and had to come here?”

“Don’t mind, I just wanted a few more minutes…I have a few more questions.”

“Yeah.” Xia Mi nodded.

Chu Zihang studied her face. “Actually, I should have guessed… There are many suspicious points about you, but I didn’t guess them, because I had a very familiar feeling when I first saw you. Why? Why can’t I remember it? I keep thinking about it these days, but I can’t remember it.”

“We grew up together, I told you. I am your classmate, always have been.” Xia Mi tilted her head, “As two people without friends, we may be the ones who are most familiar with each other.”

“It’s not that I don’t believe it, but I really can’t remember it, so I keep thinking about it.”

“Have you ever invited a girl to the cinema? She was the cheerleader of the Shilan Middle School basketball team. Once, when your basketball team played against another school, she danced in high-heeled boots to cheer you on and even shouted your name in the stands. She had her hair in a very high ponytail.” Xia Mi reached behind her head, pulled her long hair into a long ponytail, and hummed a song that both Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei were familiar with.

The school song of Shilan Middle School is sung at every sports meet or important occasion.

“You also invited a girl to the aquarium. She was the director of the dance troupe of Shilan Middle School, and you worked on a paper with her. It was very hot that summer, and you went to her house once. Her family lived in an old house, shaded by a large sycamore tree. You were organizing reference books on the table, and she was practicing on the yoga mat behind you, wearing a black tights, doing handstands, splits, somersaults… But you didn’t even turn your head, just said that the room was very cool.” Xia Mi touched the ground with her toes and spun lightly. She had a slender neck and legs, like a swan treading water.

The human brain is a broken hard drive that is easily demagnetized, but some things cannot be erased no matter how you format them. At this moment, in the corner of Chu Zihang’s broken hard drive, the images of the past awakened violently, rushing towards him like a tide. It was like a herd of wild horses trampling through the wasteland of memory, clear enough to hurt.

(End of this chapter)