aircannonsinc Chapter 11 Odin
Chapter 11 Odin
So is it a defensive, strong crowd control skill?
Su An silently analyzed the situation, then slowly raised the knife and aimed it at the hearts of the dozens of shadows in front of him.
One, two, three, four.
Simple slashes, efficient killing.
Blood rained down as the Deadpools were cleaved open one by one, falling to their deaths.
The stench of blood stained Su An's school uniform, but he ignored it and continued his actions—slashing and tearing apart his enemies again and again without any mercy.
It must be said that this knife is very easy to use, with a perfect center of gravity. Moreover, drawing and slashing is smooth and natural without any effort. Even so, after more than twenty figures fell, Su An still couldn't help but wipe away his sweat.
"I'm so tired."
In the past, when reading storybooks, Su An admired generals who could defeat ten thousand men. However, when he actually went into battle, even with a good weapon, even with radar to see the enemy's weaknesses, and even if the enemy couldn't just stretch out their necks and wait for him to cut them down, he still reached his physical limit after cutting down dozens of them.
His arms ached from exhaustion, but Su An gritted his teeth and continued hacking at the remaining shadows.
Starting with the fourth strike, the swaying, laughing phantoms began to panic.
Some tried to attack frantically, some trembled, and some planned to run away.
Every shadow that tried to escape failed.
Su An gently grasped the enemy's hand, as tenderly as holding a lover's shoulder. Once held by Su An, the enemy would enjoy the gentlest form of killing. With the help of his blue eyes, the blade would pierce the shadow's weak point, and then the enemy would be thrown off the roof of the car like a wild dog.
The roof of the vehicle can only hold a few enemies; every time a shadow is thrown down, a new, clueless shadow will take its place.
They went to their deaths one after another, eventually staining the roof of the expensive Maybach blood red.
Su An's school uniform was also stained blood red, only her blue eyes remained clear.
One, two, three.
Four, five, six.
Seven, eight, nine...
Despite his exhaustion, he continued to wield the blade with all his might.
His fingers, lacking exercise, were bleeding from repeated rubbing, but he didn't care.
Inside the car, Chu Tianjiao yelled at the roof, "Can it hold up?"
"We can hold on."
Su An wiped the blood that had accidentally splattered on his face and continued to prepare the remaining shadows with his knife.
He stood straight, his arms stiff but never stopping as he swung, like an inexperienced butcher slowly getting used to his job.
The shadows' blood splattered again and again. Each time, they angrily climbed onto the roof of the car, only to be stopped in bewilderment, and finally died in shock, howling in agony.
Blood, blood, blood, blood everywhere.
Su An thought of the hospital, the mysterious and tragic deaths of her parents in this body, and her own loneliness.
"Uncle Chu, are there actually many people with superpowers in this world?"
Amid the sound of rain, Su An roared as he hacked at his enemies.
Chu Tianjiao was taken aback, then replied, "We don't usually call them superpowered individuals, we call them hybrids."
Is your daily work dangerous?
"What, you're looking for a job?"
"No, I just don't want to get involved in these dangers and troubles. I still have to take the college entrance exam..."
Chu Tianjiao asked in surprise, "You can kill dozens of Dead Servants without batting an eye, and you still care about the college entrance exam!"
"So this thing is called Deadpool? It doesn't seem that strong."
Chu Tianjiao chuckled, his hands gripping the steering wheel trembling with the rise and fall of his chest from laughter.
"If those self-important A-ranks in the academy heard what you said, they'd be furious. Even among hybrids, very few can calmly slay dozens of Death Servants. I doubt even Principal Kassel's bloodline is as good as yours. Your strange blue eyes might be the manifestation of an even higher bloodline, perhaps even a Dragon King... Maybe you really can slay a Dragon King..."
At this point, Chu Tianjiao suddenly stopped.
Su An watched thoughtfully as the surrounding shadows receded like a tide.
Like hyena packs on the grasslands, they abandon hunting prey and return to the side of their leader.
Ahead of the Maybach, in the distance along the highway, stood a tall, golden figure.
The figure sat atop an eight-legged celestial horse, with thunder and gale-force winds dancing around him.
The shadows returned to the golden figure's side, kneeling in loyalty and even devotion, guarding the golden figure in the center like stars surrounding the moon.
The golden figure wore a bronze mask and held a spear made of vines and leaves.
As if stepping out of mythology, the world's imagination of that Norse god-king has become a reality on this highway.
Is this genuine?
Su An's eyes widened.
"More real than real gold, he is the Odin you're thinking of."
Chu Tianjiao stared intently at the figure and spoke slowly and deliberately.
The god's eyes were also golden, shining brightly against the backdrop of the bronze mask.
He raised Gungnir across the long road and pointed it at Suan.
A majestic, indistinct voice reverberated like thunder: "Death to those who blaspheme against God."
Chu Tianjiao leaped out, gripping the hilt of his sword, the tip aimed at the golden figure atop the eight-legged celestial horse opposite him.
The faster you rush, the faster you die.
His extensive combat experience taught him a profound lesson: one should not rush into battle.
But at this moment, Chu Tianjiao couldn't care less about anything else.
His son was in the car behind him, and Odin in front of him was someone Su An could not handle.
Even the most gifted geniuses with unlimited potential need time to grow.
Su An's strange blue eyes suggest he is no ordinary person. Since the future is bright, he should live well.
Thinking of this, Chu Tianjiao shouted behind him:
"That thing is more terrifying than all the previous shadows combined. That's Odin. You all go, I'll cover you..."
"No, I'll cover the rear."
Su An flipped off the roof of the car, pulled Chu Tianjiao behind him, drew his sword, and aimed it at Odin.
The fight had turned him into a blood-soaked mess, his shirt and trousers completely stained with thick, pungent blood.
His eyes were still a bright blue, even though all his strength had been evaporated by sweat.
"Uncle Chu, you still have a son, you have to survive."
"What kind of ridiculous reason is that! I have family, but you don't?"
Su An remained as calm as iron: "My parents died a long time ago, and I have no siblings, so it doesn't matter if they die."
Chu Tianjiao was furious and slapped Su An back.
"I'm an adult, I can't watch a child die in front of me."
Su An slapped Chu Tianjiao's hand away and strode forward.
"But can you watch your wife remarry and take your precious son with her? Can you watch her live under an assumed name as a driver for over a decade, only to have her life quietly end in some unknown battlefield?"
Chu Tianjiao paused, his eyes darkening.