Chapter 103: Crushing Deadpool (4K)

With the boy’s voice descending, the water element in the world seemed to heed the king’s decree. The raging rainstorm, as if endowed with its own will, twisted and surged. Azure torrents danced around the Maybach, converging swiftly at the tip of the boy’s finger.

“That—is that a Word Spirit? And not just any, but an exceedingly rare one from the lineage of the Ocean and Water King!” Chen Motong stared in astonishment, unable to comprehend how Lu Mingfei could invoke a Word Spirit using Chinese. This was unlike any Word Spirit she had ever known.

Moreover, the power of this Word Spirit was terrifyingly immense.

She glanced once more at the speedometer. The Maybach was racing at 240 kilometers per hour, yet even at such velocity, the water element outside the car was controlled with exquisite finesse. This guy’s elemental mastery was simply absurd.

The manifestation of the Word Spirit resembled a vortex, but its power was on a completely different level from any vortex she had ever seen.

Vortex
Rank: Unknown

But at this moment, Lu Mingfei was different. His Word Spirit could actually spin, and it seemed the speed of his arm’s movement was gradually increasing. He was spinning faster and faster.

Without turning his head, Lu Mingfei replied.

Indeed, he was just an absurdly powerful hybrid. Making a small deal with him wasn’t out of the question.

Chen Motong nodded stiffly.

Though this guy seemed a little eccentric, his strength was undeniable. Moreover, he was proficient in alchemy, possessing remarkable expertise in the field. His personality was relatively pleasant—though a bit strange, he wasn’t the overbearing type, making him easy to get along with. If only he could...

Wait! What am I thinking about?

“What’s wrong with you?”

Ah... ah? Ah!

Chen Motong’s pupils reflected the swirling azure water columns surging outside. Those torrential streams crushed countless death servants mercilessly against the ground, leaving bloodstains scattered across the entire overpass.

Outside the car window, the monsters screamed, wailed, and howled hysterically.

Lu Mingfei, noticing Chen Motong’s changing expression, couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity.

Still, even a genuine S-rank hybrid shouldn’t be this overwhelmingly powerful, right?

“I know what you’re thinking. I have alchemical equipment that amplifies the Word Spirit’s effect.”

Chen Motong twitched the corner of her mouth. She didn’t have a Word Spirit—amplifying it with this thing would be pointless.

She didn’t understand. She couldn’t detect anything unusual. But since even the school director said so, there must be some truth to it.

“You know, there are differences even among S-rank hybrids. Some achieve S-rank innately through their bloodline, while others reach it gradually through experience and hard work. I happen to be the former,” Lu Mingfei said with a natural smile.

He tilted his head slightly and asked.

After releasing the Word Spirit, Lu Mingfei instinctively wiped nonexistent sweat from his brow, wearing an expression that said, “That was really hard work.” He then turned to Chen Motong in the driver’s seat and said, “Now you believe me, right? I’m your big brother. With me watching over you, not a single hair on your head will get hurt.”

Chen Motong responded softly. Her worries eased somewhat. Then, biting her lip lightly, she flashed her usual witch’s smile and poked Lu Mingfei with her elbow. “Oh, Lu Mingfei, you wouldn’t want anyone to discover this little secret, would you?”

His strength was terrifying—so terrifying he hardly seemed human. But if he wasn’t human...

This was Nibelungen, where there was no signal.

“Thud.”

“Hiss.”

“Oh.”

The azure water bubble outside the window exploded instantly, transforming into a surging blue flood that blasted the monsters outside the car away in an instant. The powerful water flow crushed the monsters mercilessly to the ground, leaving behind moist crimson stains.

Unconsciously, the Word Spirit’s casting animation was ready. The dense cluster of deep blue water gathered at the tip of his finger, aimed just outside the car.

“Snap~”

Wait, why is the speed still increasing?

Oh, right. I was numb just now, and my foot instinctively kept pressing the accelerator without letting go. Realizing this, Chen Motong slowly lifted her foot, and the speed began to decrease gradually.

“Ah? If worst comes to worst, I’ll just go all out. I don’t believe Kassel Academy can do anything to me!” Lu Mingfei said with a tone full of pride and confidence.

From the driver’s seat, Chen Motong’s gaze toward him gradually changed.

Logically, once the speed slowed, the monsters outside should have found it easier to get closer. Yet in reality, Lu Mingfei went wild, grinding every monster near the Maybach into a bloody slurry, which was then swiftly washed away by the water flow as if they had never appeared.

So this guy has this kind of thing too.

“How’s that? Scared? This is alchemical equipment I made myself. Let me tell you, I risked being discovered to save your life here in Nibelungen. It wouldn’t be too much to ask you to keep this secret, right? After all, you’re my little brother.” Lu Mingfei smiled sincerely.

Faced with such terrifyingly powerful Word Spirits, Chen Motong wondered where Lu Mingfei had copied them from. Along with the previously immortal Word Spirit and the Flame of the King suspected to have been used to trigger the explosion, these were three highly dangerous Word Spirits. For Lu Mingfei to skillfully master all three, even among S-rank hybrids, he was undoubtedly a top-tier powerhouse.

Chen Motong couldn’t help but ask further.

Lu Mingfei pondered for a moment before answering.

“These...”

The humanoid, serpentine, and even draconic death servants were utterly insignificant before Lu Mingfei, easily crushed and cleared away. Chen Motong began to question where Lu Mingfei had copied these Word Spirits from, and whether others possessed such Word Spirits as well.

“You can really make them?”

“No, is Jing Tong really that powerful? Could she really let you learn alchemy directly through alchemical equipment?” Chen Motong couldn’t help but tease.

“Oh, people need to keep some secrets. Can you not ask so many questions? I risked everything to bring this treasure to save you. Can’t you cut me some slack? I can tell you’re not rigid. I don’t treat you like an outsider.”

“I suppose I’m mostly human.”

Hey, hey, hey, you Kassel Academy folks are supposed to be dragon slayers! Judging by my demonstrated power, I don’t even reach half the minimum strength of a juvenile Dragon King. If you’re afraid of this level of power, what hope do you have of slaying a Dragon King?

If you don’t even have this level of strength, forget about dragon slaying. Meeting a Dragon King would just be suicide. At best, you can fight those just awakening or forcibly revived with strength below juvenile Dragon King level. Anything stronger, and you’re done for. Better go home and get some rest!

Unbelievable.

“You only awakened a few days ago. How did you gain such immense power? Even if your Word Spirit is Jing Tong, copying so many advanced Word Spirits is a bit much,” Chen Motong said.

She checked the speed again unconsciously.

“It’s possible, but—”

She had heard about alchemical equipment that amplifies Word Spirits. At Kassel Academy, the vice principal used large-scale prohibitions amplified by alchemical equipment. Under normal circumstances, prohibitions couldn’t cover the entire school for long.

“I had a friend bring me some stuff. Through Jing Tong’s analysis and deconstruction, then my own modifications, I created this,” Lu Mingfei answered.

He wore a troubled expression. If someone came at him with force, he could refuse, but if they came softly, he couldn’t easily say no.

She instinctively took out her own Evil Eye and compared it with the one in Lu Mingfei’s hand. Immediately, she saw hers was a fake.

Chen Motong swallowed hard, feeling a chill down her spine. If Lu Mingfei revealed his identity and killed her right now, blaming it on the monsters of Nibelungen, it might not be impossible.

“...”

Chen Motong was dumbfounded.

“What’s with that expression?”

She pondered and asked suspiciously, “How did you come up with making this thing? It can’t have just been invented out of thin air. Alchemy is difficult; even within Kassel Academy, few are proficient.”

He was like... doing housework!

He was proud and natural like a genius, utterly unlike the insane and arrogant dragons. Deep within his soul was something bright and warm, something envied by many.

A potential Dragon King wielding this level of power in front of her made her feel extremely unsafe. She even suspected she might be dead—that this guy probably didn’t take her seriously, not even caring about exposing his identity.

In fear, she subconsciously switched the car’s music to a special track prepared in advance by Kassel Academy’s higher-ups. She didn’t know its purpose, but they said it would have miraculous effects when she felt doubtful.

“Want me to try amplifying it for you?”

The school director had said that if Lu Mingfei was a monster, he would react to this car music. But after some time, Lu Mingfei showed no sign of abnormality.

Not just superficially—he truly showed none.

There were two possibilities: either Lu Mingfei had mastered counterprofiling abilities and could perfectly control others’ impressions of him, or he truly was just such a person—no disguise, no pretense, free and proud.

“Damn!”

Lu Mingfei’s brow slightly lifted. His finger pointed, moving gradually. As it moved, the surging flood of water outside the car followed—the terrifying attack.

He was spinning it! He could still spin it!

Lu Mingfei gave off a subtle feeling. Though his strength was off the charts, internally he was completely unlike the Dragon King described in books. His mindset seemed as if untouched by the sorrows of blood.

At 260 kilometers per hour, this guy could still control the Word Spirit to spin. How was he more monstrous than the monsters outside?

“Amazing. Looks like we can get out of here.”

“Lu Mingfei, are you really human?” Chen Motong asked, her eyes filled with complexity as she watched his back.

Chen Motong fell silent briefly, then smiled again. “Ah, haha, I was joking earlier. We’re brothers, after all. You’re the big brother; you can’t not consider your little brother, right? Look, I don’t even have a Word Spirit. So pitiful. Can you make me some alchemical weapon to release Word Spirits?”

“This is...”

“Mm-hmm.”

260 kilometers per hour.

“...”

In her profile, Lu Mingfei hadn’t lied. Based on various profiling clues, he likely only recently mastered the ability to create alchemical equipment, indicating his alchemy skills far surpassed ordinary people—a true genius.

“It’s nothing. I just suddenly remembered we’re still in Nibelungen, and it’s very dangerous.”

Thunder continued to rumble through the pitch-black rainy night, but the water tornado and monsters’ screams drowned it out. Amidst deathly peril, a glimmer of hope shone brightly.

“But I can do it. You’re not an S-rank hybrid. How do you know I can’t? And there are differences even between S-rank hybrids. I might just be the strongest. Don’t judge me by others’ talents,” Lu Mingfei said proudly.

A worried smile gradually appeared on Chen Motong’s face as she looked at the surrounding monsters and sighed, “Unfortunately, although your Word Spirit’s power is great, its charge time is still too long, and it only attacks in one direction. Overall, it’s not as terrifying as it seems.”

“Oh?”

Chen Motong’s eyes lit up, sensing hope. Judging from the profiling results, Lu Mingfei was just a hybrid a bit stronger than average. But Jing Tong’s abilities were truly extraordinary, accomplishing many unbelievable feats. Combined, these made him a terrifying monster.

Chen Motong immediately recognized that item—it was the same kind of glass bead he had given her earlier, just a different color. This bead looked even more peculiar and eerie.

“And your friend?”

Chen Motong said nothing. At this stage, S-rank hybrids were rare but not extremely scarce in this world. However, as Lu Mingfei said, most S-ranks had been upgraded postnatally. There was a huge gap between innate and acquired S-ranks, with much exaggeration.

Lu Mingfei looked troubled. He glanced aside, frowned, and didn’t finish his sentence.

Then, he pulled a red Evil Eye from his pocket—a genuine one. Although it looked similar to the fake one he had given Chen Motong before, they were worlds apart: one real, one counterfeit.

Although Kassel Academy had special means to verify Lu Mingfei’s identity, even if confirmed, she would be dead by then. Who wants to die? Especially killed by a psychotic Dragon King fond of recruiting minions.

He was an honest person, rarely lying.

“Is this thing really that strong? Is the Word Spirit amplification effect really that obvious?” Chen Motong asked curiously.

The strongest human hybrid, Uesugi Yue, an imperial-grade top hybrid, couldn’t even use the Black Sun to defend his back.

Bloodline Origin: Ocean and Water King

Effect: Controls water flow to envelop oneself, forming a high-speed rotating and condensing vortex. The vortex’s explosive power can reach the level of a high-explosive bomb, serving as a high-risk Word Spirit with both offensive and defensive capabilities.

He felt puzzled. He had already controlled the intensity, the spinning speed wasn’t particularly fast, nor was the range exaggerated. Why was this guy still surprised? Shouldn’t S-rank hybrids be able to do this easily?

The boy smiled, playfully voicing his move like a child at play, making finger-gun gestures as if shooting bullets.

“Oh, it’s not as dangerous as you think.”

Lu Mingfei smiled confidently.

(End of Chapter)