If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 246 Odin
In the minds of car owners who can afford luxury cars, safety is always the number one consideration. After all, for wealthy bosses, they can buy another car when it is gone. Cars with hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars are just theirs. They don't need car logos to prove their worth for the big toys in their hands, so the word safety is what they really care about.

BBA series luxury cars have always been famous for their safety, the higher the price, the stronger the car's anti-collision ability, and fortunately Lin Nian drove a Mercedes-Benz on the highway today, not a crispy emperor like Passat, If it was a Passat, he would probably have been killed in a car crash after being hit so suddenly, there is absolutely no story to follow
On the elevated road in the rainstorm, the paint-peeled and scratched Mercedes-Benz S500 leaned against the guardrail. The heavy rain washed the wound of this injured beast. The parking lights flashed like a whimpering signal in the rainy night. waving branches.

Raindrops dripped into the car from the damaged roof, and the cold raindrops hit Lin Nian's closed eyelids. After his eyelashes trembled slightly, he opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the boundless viaduct outside the car window, and the dark eternal Stormy night without day.

The seat belt is properly fastened to his body, which is the last thing he did before the car accident, and the most correct thing. If he hadn't worn the seat belt, he would probably have become clothes in the front-loading washing machine.

Beside Lin Nian, the blond girl stared blankly at the rainwater outside the window, her bright golden eyes reflected a little light on the car window.The car CD stopped playing, and the last track displayed on it was "SWAY". For some reason, it didn't continue to play. The whole car could only hear the noise of rain. , where is the unmanned ghost Maybach?
Lin Nian raised his hand and knocked on the cracked car roof and made a clear sound. He reached out and tore off a small piece of iron sheet. After confirming that the unknown "field" had been lifted, he took off his windbreaker without saying a word, and took off his shoes. Four thin daggers were pulled out from the inside, and the windbreaker was covered on the roof of the car. The four daggers were nailed through the iron sheet of the roof to make a temporary rain cloth.

The upper right corner of the mobile phone placed on the co-pilot showed no signal. Lin Nian in the driver's seat lost interest after just looking at it. He adjusted his sitting posture and fixed the seat belt. He picked up the metal club that had been left under the co-pilot with cuts everywhere and wrapped it in polyethylene cloth. After finishing everything, he stepped on the accelerator of the car.

The engine hummed, and the miserable-looking Mercedes-Benz S500 actually started. After backing up in the rainy night, it drove normally into this unfamiliar elevated road, and the taillights quickly disappeared into the night.

The Mercedes-Benz S500 was gliding on the elevated road, the car screen exited the CD interface and switched to the driving mode, Lin Nian switched the driving mode to sport+, the response speed of the car’s accelerator reached the limit, the car’s suspension became more rigid, and even the steering wheel The turning feel of the hand also began to become heavy.

车辆时速从100km/h逐渐往上攀升，120km/h、150km/h、200km/h, 直到指标泛着危险红色的250km/h，排气声浪一时间甚至压过了雷声在高架路上留下一串猛兽似的吼叫。

In a typical dangerous driving car, the blond girl hugged her legs and gently swayed on the passenger seat. The hem of her white hospital gown swayed with the breeze seeping in from the car roof. She was humming a song to the tune of Wagner Prologue from the opera Ring of the Nibelung: Rhinegold.

Lin Nian on the side stepped on the gas pedal and the golden pupil quietly watched the end of the elevated road, which was filled with gloomy golden flames. If the previous Maybach and the elusive eight-legged horse forced him to set foot on this road, then now He is the one who is impatient and can't wait to squeeze the horsepower of the Mercedes-Benz under his seat and rush to the end of the elevated road.

The speed of the Mercedes-Benz S500 reached the limit, the speed of 250km/h, the distance of 1 meters in 70 second is fleeting, the flowing black car has become a black lightning, and the exhaust hole is spitting out the manic mood of its owner.

The stereo was suddenly turned on, and the song that had been paused was played again, and jazz tunes wafted in the car, but it did not bring a relaxed atmosphere to anyone, because there was a cold laughter hidden under the chorus, like It is the god sitting on the top of the cloud who laughs at the arrogance of the mortals on the Tower of Babel.

The entire car was filled with laughter and cold wind, the temperature seemed to be freezing, and a faint hoarfrost appeared on the windows. The blonde girl on the co-pilot continued humming her opera without hearing it, and Lin Nian, who was holding the steering wheel, had veins on the back of his hand. Cracked, the pupils seemed to be flowing with hot lava.

The white hand was reflected on the window of the fast-moving car. It was a slender and pale palm with well-defined bony bones. Each finger was reminiscent of tough bamboo joints. Print palm prints.After sticking close to the car window, those five fingers slowly bent up. Their fingernails scratched the glass and made five scratches.

The instrument panel of the vehicle has been pressed to the bottom by the accelerator, the red overspeed warning hurts people's eyes, and there is someone gently scratching the window outside the Mercedes-Benz at a speed of 250 kilometers per hour?It's hard to imagine what it's like in the rainy night outside the car.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

One after another muffled sounds sounded outside the car, each window of the car was pasted with varying numbers of pale palms of the same color, golden fireflies lit up outside the car, one, two, three. Countless black shadows slowly enveloped the Mercedes-Benz S500. They looked down at the boy in the car through the rainy night and the car window, and began to whisper under the cover of the sound of the rain.

Anyone who sees this scene should be so terrified that they can't wait for the car to fly away. This is the road to hell, surrounded by the angels of death in cloaks.

At this time, in the Mercedes-Benz S500, Lin Nian pulled out the sharp alchemy knife in the polyethylene cloth with his right hand, and pierced the car door beside him with the knife, piercing through the black shadow standing outside the door, and the foul-smelling black liquid splashed It hit the car window and made a hissing sound, and the ancient language, even older than the ancient language, screamed out from under the black shadow's cloak.

Lin Nian stepped on the brakes with one foot, grabbed the handle of the knife piercing the shadow outside the door with his right hand, and locked the steering wheel with one hand, forcing the beast with a speed of 250 kilometers per hour to stop in a few seconds. The vehicle weighing several tons It became unbalanced and slid in the rain, and stopped crookedly and violently in the middle of the road after spinning dozens of times.

The rain was pouring down, and the thunder was exploding.

The door of the Mercedes-Benz S500 was kicked away, and the black shadow clinging to the door flew out together with it. They flew several meters high in the rainy night, and then fell to the ground with a loud noise.

Lin Nian stepped out of the driver's seat and walked into the rainstorm. The palm of his hand holding the alchemy knife burst into firework-like light. Not far from the stranded car, the angels of death stood there. Like a flock of wet crows, they stood sideways on the elevated road, silently looking at the boy getting off from the car.

Lin Nian ignored them, and walked straight to the place where the car door fell. There was a slender black figure lying on the ground with a pale face under the cloak. It was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman, but all of these It doesn't matter, what matters is that they died decades or even centuries ago, and now they are just an empty shell called 'Deadpool'.

"Get up." Lin Nian stepped on his face, causing a splash of water from the sole of his shoe, and bowed down to look at him as he gave an order.

The black shadow under the car door really hasn't really died yet. It twitched its body lying on the water-logged elevated road. It stands to reason that a fall from a height of several meters should not cause fractures. After all, these ghosts are physically fit enough to keep up with full speed Top-of-the-line sedan.

But no matter how much he longed for flesh and blood on the ground, he could not obey Lin Nian's order to get up from the ground, because a hollow hole appeared in his abdomen and waist, and a section of his spine disappeared with the flesh and blood.

As if he understood the situation of the shadows under his feet, a trace of regret flashed in Lin Nian's eyes. He knelt down and grabbed his throat. After standing up straight, he turned his head and looked at the shadows in front of the car. Hei Ying walked towards them with an alchemy knife in one hand, and stopped when the distance between the two sides reached ten meters.

On the rainy and waterlogged elevated road, the black shadows looked devoutly like pilgrims, with white flowers pinned to their black robes. When you looked carefully, you found out where the white flowers were. They were the flowers of the poor dead. Root's finger, it was the red plum that the shadows talked about to quench their thirst, and now they finally reached Merlin, looking pitifully and greedily at the boy who grabbed their companion, and kept narrating the desire in their hearts.

"Humanity."

"Fresh flesh and blood."

"Ah the boy's lineage."

"He found us."

The voices of the mourners, the language of dragons, to the ears of ordinary people, these sounds are like the rustling of the wind blowing through the leaves, but to Lin Nian's ears, it is the depression of bloodthirsty bats biting the corners of his lips desire.

Lin Nian grabbed the twisted and struggling black shadows in his hands, and looked at the souls of the group of dead. The golden meaning in his eyes was like a bright moon in the sky in a thunderstorm night, overwhelming the tiny stars.

He threw the black shadow in his hand to the ground. Before the black shadow could crawl for a moment, his head was stepped into the elevated road. The sound of bone cracking floated around in the rain, and his face was pressed down tightly. The ground couldn't even make a wailing sound. Under the gradual pressure of the shoe uppers on his head, Sombra's skull began to deform, crack, and finally exceeded the force limit and shattered into the road with a bang. The liquid splashed out and was washed away by the rain.

After breathing in the smell of rain that filled the world, Lin Nian stepped out and tore the sleeves of his arms. His arms were already covered with blue-black scales, and his golden pupils, which were as dazzling as gas lamps, were full of condensed violence: "Will you stop?" My way, you are not qualified, let your master come over and talk to me."

The prayers of the black shadows stopped in an instant. Staring at the thug who had visited the kingdom of God but despised etiquette in the rain, they felt a field rapidly expanding from the boy and enveloped them.

"This Kid's Field"

"His lineage."

"Fengshenzhi"

The whispers have not fallen.

Composite field, time zero, instant, seventh order

Open and close instantly.

In the rainstorm, Lin Nian turned around and walked back to the Mercedes-Benz S500 with the alchemy knife in hand. The girl in the co-pilot buried her head in her knees and didn't take a look. The sofa kept pace.

In the rainy night, countless pale heads with faces of greed and desire soared into the sky, black blood bloomed like a fountain, and in the blink of an eye, the black shadows fell down lined up like cutting wheat, and fell asleep forever in this kingdom of the dead .

Finally, the Nibelungen opera reached its peak, and the blond girl opened her eyes and turned to look at the light and shadow at the end of the elevated road.

"Here we come," she said.

Like a conductor waving his arms, the opera reached its climax amid lightning and thunder.

The moment Lin Nian was about to board the car, a warm light lit up at the end of the elevated road, like a lighthouse standing on a reef in a storm, guiding souls lost at sea to find their way home. His face was full of coldness.

Amidst the sound of rain falling on the water, the horse neighed like thunder and lightning, and the whole world shook under the horse's hooves.

A black crow was entrenched beside him, it was his supporters like a cloud like a sea, and his pale face was full of awe and fanaticism.

He trampled on this storm, and the rain cast a layer of gleam on his armor. He had been waiting for this boy for a long time, and today he would finally take him back to the Temple of Heroic Spirits.

A figure that covered the sky and the sun rushed out of the light, and the eight-legged horse raised its hooves, revealing the god who is not angry and majestic!

He wears a majestic iron mask, and his one-eyed pupils radiate a golden color comparable to thunder. His armor refracts the thunder and is bathed in violent thunder arcs. The full thunder and lightning smashed down with a bang, hitting the tip of the sharp gun!
The branch-shaped lightning connects the sky, the gods and the earth. At this moment, he seems to be holding the world of never-ending rainstorm, riding towards him on Ben Lei's mount!
He is the one-eyed, He is the Supreme God, He is the embodiment of truth, He is the hooded man of Grimnir.

He is the father of gods, he is the god of magic, and his name changes as quickly as this storm.

He is the incarnation of Nordic mythology, the king of the Asa protoss.

Odin!

"No." The blond girl said softly.

But she was too late, just like her warning.

The gods have arrived, and the godless boy has raised his weapon, rushed to the god in the thunderstorm and swung the god-killing butcher knife at him!

　ps①: gone
　　ps②: I will write the next chapter tomorrow. After all, I have to break the chain and come up with a new language. Tell the story well.

　　ps③: I really didn't play 2077 (the hard face that was scratched by the heavy rain)

　　
　
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