Dragon Clan: Rebirth and Return

Dark clouds rolled and gathered.

The sky seemed to be splashed with layers of thick ink, and pale white branch-like lightning grew wildly like wild grass, filling the entire wilderness. The dark sea of ​​clouds turned into a cage, binding up the roaring dragons.

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It was raining heavily.

The rain poured down on the roof of the ancient shrine, and immediately splashed sharp water lines on the ancient glazed tiles. On each of the octagonal corners of the roof, there was a stone sculpture of a wild dragon with two wings on its back. The whole body, including the scales, was full of lifelike texture.

Lightning pierced through, making the eyes of these stone dragons extremely bright. They spread their wings in the wind and rain, wanting to look up to the sky and roar.

The wind and rain carried the white cherry snow.

This is the shrine of the Sheki Hachi Family. There is a century-old cherry tree in the courtyard, and the cherry blossoms are in full bloom now.

Men in black trench coats are responsible for the security of the shrine tonight. There are various swords and firearms hidden under the trench coats. Their eyes are as sharp as hawks in the wind and rain. If there is any abnormal movement, they will be attacked by them in an instant.

These people are all elite members of the Sheqi Eight Clan, their bloodline is at least B-level, and they have rich experience in hunting out-of-control hybrids, even when facing ordinary A-level hybrids head-on.

These members are only responsible for the security of the shrine's periphery. There are also powerful aura fluctuations dormant in various hidden corners inside the shrine.

Those are the real strong men of the Sheqi Eight Family. These people are also responsible for the security of the shrine tonight. Anyone who dares to forcefully enter here without permission will inevitably suffer a blow of destruction.

Although the status of the family shrine is lofty, usually only some clergy members of the Sheqi Eight Families are responsible for security. The reason why so many family elites were dispatched this time is because Mr. Nagatachibana Masamune, the head of the Sheqi Eight Families, will be here tonight.

Meditate in this shrine.

Generally, only when the eight Sheqi families encounter a devastating disaster, they will convene a family council to tide over the difficulties, but on weekdays, it would also be a big event if the leader, Masamune Nagatachibana, comes here to meditate.

Because Tachibana Masamune, as the head of the eight Sheqi families, is the backbone of the entire family, and every thought is related to the future direction of this huge family. Even the Prime Minister of Japan cannot compare to that to some extent.

Generally, when everyone comes here to meditate, the family shrine will be arranged in advance. Even if there are shrine matters, they will be put on hold for the time being, and everything must make way for everyone.

Rumble!

Pale white lightning illuminated the shrine's worship hall.

It's like arriving in the kingdom of hell, with countless Shura Yakhas and even red ghosts intertwined with each other. At first glance, their expressions look like they are enjoying themselves, but if you look closely, you will find that they are actually wailing in pain, because their lower bodies are all covered with blood.

Soaked in the black flames of hell like lava.

They were climbing on each other, not for fun, but in great pain, trying to step down on each other, just to escape the flames of hell.

Even though it is so extreme, everything in the mural is inevitably soaked in the flames of hell, and will not be able to escape forever.

The screams of those evil spirits seemed to be heard in the wind and rain. There is no such shocking Ukiyo-e in the world.

Almost instantly, people in the world will have all kinds of great fears of hell.

However, the old man kneeling in the center of the hall had a solemn expression. He was dressed in a black kimono, and his old face had an aura of calmness and authority.

It was none other than Masamune Nagatachibana, the head of the eight Sheqi families.

There was a pile of photos and information stacked in front of him, and it was full of the figures of Lu Mingfei and Eli Yi.

He even started recording when Lu Mingfei arrived at Narita Airport and met Fingel, and then when Chidorigafuchi met Eriki, the romantic scenes of the two dancing under the snowy cherry blossoms were all taken into photos.

Tachibana Masamune's old hands couldn't help but began to greedily rub the boys and girls in these photos, and the original solemn expression on his old face began to become distorted.

If anyone saw Tachibana Masamune's expression at this time, they would definitely be horrified, no, to be precise, they would be extremely horrified.

Not only is it a greedy and wretched face, it is like an evil ghost in hell craving for warmth. As long as he is given a chance, he will desperately climb out of the bottomless hell just to see that person again.

bright.

At this moment, Tachibana Masamune was completely unfamiliar.

On weekdays, he is a majestic elder, a righteous man who can selflessly dedicate himself to the future of the Eight Sheqi families. He holds a sword like a samurai and is always ready to embark on the battlefield of a narrow escape.

But now he is so greedy and vulgar, as if an evil ghost is possessing him.

Or maybe this is his true face. Now the human skin melts like wax, revealing the ugly corpse of the evil ghost.

At this moment, the evil ghost kept looking at the photos of Lu Mingfei and Eli Yi, until he saw the scene of the boy kissing the girl on the bus.

Tachibana Masamune's old face could not suppress the intense murderous intent.

It was as if he saw the prey he had worked so hard to find easily taken away by another person. The unforgettable hatred was like stabbing his heart with a knife.

"How dare he! How dare he!! Damn it, damn it, damn it!!!"

Tachibana Masamune roared like a madman.

He stood up and beat everything in the worship hall crazily. He pushed down all the sacred and majestic statues of gods and trampled them on the ground.

"Parents, are you okay?"

The person in charge of security heard the noise and rushed forward immediately.

But before he could break in, he heard Tachibana Masamune's ferocious roar.

"roll!"

"Hai!"

The person in charge standing outside the door quickly bowed and responded tremblingly.

He didn't know what made the elders who always kept a low profile so angry, and couldn't help but look at the gloomy main hall through the hollow wooden windows.

He saw Tachibana Masamune's frantic figure, and even saw Tachibana Masamune's cold eyes shining ferociously from his disheveled hair.

Like poisonous snakes, like evil spirits.

The person in charge of security was so frightened on the spot that his face was full of panic. If he hadn't been sure that the other party was Tachibana Masamune himself, he would have even pulled out his gun and shot.

It’s not a good place to stay for a long time!

Although I don't know why, I could feel the crazy murderous intention in the hearts of everyone. I was worried that Chi Yu would be harmed, so the next moment he left the neighborhood without looking back.

Tachibana Masamune's anger was still venting wildly.

In the dim worship hall of the shrine, there are broken rocks and limbs of gods everywhere. Some have half of their heads smashed, leaving only one eye, and some even have their heads trampled to pieces, like gods everywhere.

Broken corpses.

Until half an hour passed, Tachibana Masamune bent down, holding his knees with both hands and panting.

A bolt of lightning pierced through, illuminating everything in the worship hall in an instant. Tachibana Masamune suddenly saw a photo of Lu Mingfei.

The boy held a long sword in his hand, and a black cross of flames burst out from the sword, destroying the Yasukuni Shrine in an instant.

He knew that this was the explosion of Lu Mingfei's speech spirit, and it was also the first time he felt the destructive power in this boy's body.

He did not personally participate in the battle in the church. Even after searching the entire place, he could not find the body of the minister.

Most of them were wiped out in the boy's anger.

"Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingfei..."

Tachibana Masamune whispered the name hoarsely.

He picked up another document on the ground, which recorded most of Lu Mingfei's life before he was eighteen years old.

According to the data, this boy's life is not only mediocre, but according to Chinese vocabulary, he is simply a loser in extreme decline.

Lu Mingfei was not only suppressed by his aunt at home, he was even ostracized by his high school classmates outside. Even the girl he had a crush on never had a crush on him, and even the boy the girl liked often teased him.

He is like a useless piece of wood, anyone can step on him.

However, when Angers sent the commissioner of Cassel College to the small coastal town to recruit Lu Mingfei, he seemed to have completely changed.

become...

According to Chinese terms, it is simply cool.

Lu Mingfei not only became very powerful, but also showed an extraordinary mentality.

Many members of Sheqiba's family who have inspired the dragon bloodline for the first time will also experience drastic changes in their temperaments.

But Lu Mingfei's thunderous method of decisively killing the enemy when facing the enemy is definitely not something that can be acquired in one awakening. It requires countless trials of life and death to temper his character.

But how could a loser in such a bad state have such rich experiences?

What made him even more puzzled was that Lu Mingfei's own dragon bloodline was even more exaggerated. It was actually the other party's black flame spirit that gave Tachibana Masamune too much shock and even fear.

Seeing the Black Flame Word Spirit used by the other party, the majesty that burst out in an instant seemed to take Masamune Tachibana back to the Black Swan Port in distant Siberia, when he first encountered a dragon under the ice.

But the impact Lu Mingfei gave him was even more terrifying than that dragon.

Tachibana Masamune's heart had long since become as hard as a rock. He even dissected the dragon forcibly, listening to the dragon's shrill screams, but he held the scalpel very steadily.

But it was his mentality that made him feel extremely frightened when facing Lu Mingfei.

However, this well-hidden small town boy was discovered by Angers and was about to become a freshman at Kassel College.

It is very likely that Angers started planning the layout very early.

He had an insight into Lu Mingfei's terrifying bloodline early on, and then deliberately let him grow up quietly in that small coastal town in China until the time was right, and he was arranged to enter Kassel College.

Tachibana Masamune couldn't help but feel surprised and suspicious.

He understands Angers. This man has been desperately seeking revenge against the dragons throughout his life. It can be said that this is the only reason for his survival.

And Ange is already very old, and there may not be much time left for him. Maybe Lu Mingfei is Ange's secret successor, or the best dragon-slaying weapon.

But what kind of terrifying thing is this boy?

Tachibana Masamune frowned deeply in thought.

However, at this moment, another bolt of lightning came and suddenly illuminated one of the photos.

In the wind and rain, Lu Mingfei stood on the ruins of the church, holding the unconscious Eriyi in one hand, and holding the Gongqing mask that was turning into black ashes in the other hand.

The boy's eyes filled with murderous intent seemed to be staring at him.

As if being stared at by an angry dragon, Masamune Tachibana's whole body trembled subconsciously.

A huge feeling of panic caused his upper body to tilt back uncontrollably, and he staggered back step by step.

He didn't stop until his body was pressed against the wall of the hall.

He looked at Lu Mingfei's cold and murderous face from a distance, gasping for breath in shock.

"Do you have anything that you are afraid of?"

At this moment, a joking sneer suddenly came from the side.

"who!"

Tachibana Masamune's mood that had not yet calmed down was severely aroused again.

There are layers of security outside guarding this shrine. Even on this stormy night, it is impossible for anyone to sneak in without authorization.

Nowadays, who can come here without being noticed?

He subconsciously turned his head and looked.

The layers of curtains were blown by the wind and rain, and the figure wearing the mask of the official was looming under the fluttering curtains.

Until the other party comes out from behind the curtain.

Bang bang bang——

In an instant, there was heavy wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and all the doors and windows of the hall were blown open.

Tachibana Masamune looked at the figure of the minister who appeared in shock.

No one knows better than him what the so-called Gongqing people are, but he knows that the Gongqing people in front of him are definitely not his back-up.

"who are you!"

"who I am?"

The man wearing the mask of a public minister sneered faintly, "It seems that time is really a good medicine for people to forget. My old friend, Dr. Herzog, it's really been a long time since I last saw you."

The man smiled particularly coldly, and the pale white lightning illuminated the strange smiling face of the man.

The violent wind and rain poured in from the window, and the documents and photos in the hall were flying.

"You, you are!"

Tachibana Masamune stared intently at the man who called out his real name, his pupils condensing into needlepoints in an instant.