svetikya Chapter 65 One Cut in Two
Chapter 65 One Cut in Two
Lu Mingfei stood on the back of the Dragon King, staring straight at Old Tang above his head. He took out his horse-slaying sword from behind and let out a long sigh.
"Old Tang, it's not that I ruined you, it's that this chaotic world ruined you."
He gripped the horse-slaying saber, his palm pressed against the scorching hilt, as if the saber was beating in sync with his heartbeat.
It was a very familiar pulsating rhythm.
It was so familiar that it reminded him of something he had almost forgotten.
He has a dual personality.
It's not like Lu Mingze's kind of dual personality, because that personality can't communicate or trade.
Rather, it is a personality similar to a combat form, cold-blooded, tyrannical, bloodthirsty, existing only for killing. (1)
The first time was during a time of chaos.
The day that the villagers who took him in and helped him barely survive the war were killed by the rebel army.
The bodies of his fellow villagers lay in the mud, blood mixed with rainwater flowing at his feet.
He stood there, his mind blank, as if something had "come online".
He couldn't remember what happened after that, or rather, he didn't want to remember.
But by the time he came to his senses, all the bandits were dead, and his hands were stained with blood.
Later, he learned to use this.
In the midst of countless battles and brushes with death, he consciously unleashed his true self.
It is calm when it is not calm enough, and crueler than anyone else when it needs to be cruel.
Thanks to this, Lu Mingfei survived on the battlefield.
With this, he was invincible, crushing his enemies time and time again, climbing the ranks, and seizing greater power and influence.
He thought this was control, or rather, that it would give him control.
But not so.
The most memorable time was at Guandu.
Xu You, that idiot, betrayed his master for personal gain and even stood on a cliff along Yuan Shao's route of retreat, swaggering around.
He fought his way back from the battlefield, covered in blood, after covering the rear. He heard Yuan Shao ask who was willing to kill Xu You for him.
Lu Mingfei was both angry and somewhat happy.
He had wanted to kill Xu You for a long time.
So he unleashed his tyrannical personality, grabbed his halberd, and charged straight up the cliff.
But then the weather suddenly changed.
The fog appeared without warning, as if it were being poured out from the sky.
Suddenly, countless ambushers appeared on the cliff.
Arrows rained down from all directions, and Lu Mingfei was hit by several arrows, but he continued to charge forward.
Only one thought occupied my mind—
Xu You was killed.
For Yuan Shao.
Also for myself.
Just as his halberd was about to pierce a hole through Xu You.
As the mist swirled, Xu You vanished. The next second, he was slammed off the cliff by an irresistible force.
As he plummeted off the cliff, only one thing occupied Lu Mingfei's mind—
Perhaps there really is such a thing as destiny in this world.
From that day on, everything changed.
He consciously wanted to defy fate; his tyrannical personality was no longer just cold and cruel, but began to manifest as anger and rebellion.
Time and again they tried to break free from fate, only to be punished by destiny time and time again.
Over time, neither he nor it roared or struggled anymore; they became indifferent, apathetic, and even gave up, just like Liu Bei.
In the end, his two personalities reached a "reconciliation".
Without its tyranny, there would be no mercy.
He was left all alone.
There was no longer a distinction between the two; he set it aside.
And now, the bloodlust has begun.
Blood surged, heart pounded, and the heart that had been dormant for many years was awakened once more.
It was as if an old friend had quietly returned to his body, lazily opening one eye.
But even so, it can tell all the heroes of the world who is truly number one!
As that violent fighting spirit rose higher and higher, Lu Mingfei reached out and gripped the horse-slaying saber tightly.
The swordsmen cheered and jumped for joy, responding to his movements like living beings, as if believers had witnessed the arrival of Brother Su.
It was as if the Holy Lance had been unearthed during the Crusades, instantly making the army invincible.
The horse-slaying sword, brimming with morale, let out a long roar, a sound that was no longer like the vibration of metal, but a living creature's howl!
An invisible domain was expanding from the longsword, as if the blade was being recast in an invisible furnace.
It begins to melt, flow, and then set.
It eventually grew from its original length of about two meters to an astonishing length of seven meters!
Its surface burned with a flowing light like lava, and the blade edge transformed into a tooth-like blade, as if dragon teeth were protruding from it.
Only then, in this slow-paced world, did Old Tang, who was above the Dragon King's head, finally reach out his hand to him.
An invisible force is activated; that is the authority of the opponent as the King of Bronze and Fire.
He manipulated fire and metal at will, and even alchemical swords could not escape his control, not to mention that this set of swords was originally his creation.
Lu Mingfei could feel the massive toothed blade in his hand being struck by the giant hammer, as heavy as a mountain.
He could even feel the mournful cry of the long sword in his hand; the blade was shrinking and its length was shortening, as if history was being rewritten.
But it is rewritten in a 'slow' world.
Lu Mingfei estimated that it would take him about thirty seconds to break the horse-slaying sword back to its original form.
He grinned, thirty seconds?
That's enough!
"Eat!!!!"
Holding knives in both hands, Lu Mingfei's roar tore through the air, his arm muscles bulged, and blood flowed like a warhorse galloping.
The solid scales of the dragon's body beneath their feet were crushed and splintered, but before the debris could fly far, the bones beneath them began to groan under the weight.
"Snap!"
The sound of bones shattering was like a heavy hammer delivering a verdict. Lu Mingfei had already gathered his strength and unleashed his full power, slashing his seven-meter-long blade upwards.
A crimson blade of light, as red as lava, swept across the sky and earth, even cleaving the water on the river's surface, leaving only a crimson line burning in the air.
There were no obstacles, no stalemates.
It's just a cut.
The Dragon King's body was cleanly severed at the waist by this slash, the cut surface as bright as a furnace, and the dragon's blood had already turned into steam before it could even gush out.
Half of the dragon's body sank into the river, but its claws gripped the horse-slaying sword tightly, while its tail shot straight at Lu Mingfei like a missile.
Previously, it was this very thrust that shattered the alchemical warhead of the Storm torpedo and penetrated the airlock of the New Moniach.
At this moment, it fiercely attacked Lu Mingfei. If Lu Mingfei were still locked in a stalemate with the dragon claw to seize the knife, he would be pierced by the tail in an instant.
"Bang!"
With a crisp sound echoing along the riverbank, Lu Mingfei released his sword without hesitation, letting it and half of the dragon's body sink to the bottom of the river.
He withdrew his hand, and without even looking, he simply grabbed the dragon's tail with precision.
Then he snapped it in half with his bare hands, as easily as pulling the tab on a soda can, and threw it into the river.
Lu Mingfei looked up at Old Tang, who was looking down at him from the remaining half of the giant dragon's head on the river.
He drew his sword, holding it in each hand, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.