Dragon Clan: Restart your life

The Tama River Mountains.

"Report! Sonar has detected a large object at the bottom of the water! It is rising at high speed! It will reach the surface in two minutes!"

A sudden shout came from the intercom.

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Underwater? Where is the bottom?"

"No. 13 Water Storage Well, codenamed Red Well, repeat again. There are traces of large biological activity at the bottom of No. 13 Water Storage Well. It is rising at a high speed and will reach the surface in two minutes!"

Yuan Zhisheng turned his head in shock and looked at the water storage well behind him where countless dragon subspecies corpses were deposited. The bottom of the well was still filled with deadly mercury vapor, and countless corpses were floating in the water.

God is in this well? !

Their plan did not fail and was not wrong. God was indeed introduced into this water storage well from the underground well of corpses, but they underestimated the vitality of God. Thermite bombs and five thousand tons of mercury killed countless dragons. subspecies, but did not kill the god!

And now, God is about to break through the water and rule the world again!

Human beings always make repeated mistakes. They never really understand dragons, but always imagine dragons as creatures similar to themselves.

Yuan Zhisheng grabbed the edge of the well and looked down. At some point, white filaments had crawled all over the inner wall of the water storage well. They grew from the bottom of the well, like the hyphae of some kind of mold, but these hyphae were not only It can stain soil and trees and even penetrate steel.

White foam accumulated on the water at the bottom of the well, and a thick bloody smell filled the deep well. The water temperature was steadily rising until it was close to boiling.

Millions of dead snails floated up with the bubbles, and the stench of boiled protein mixed with the smell of blood was really disgusting. This pool of boiling water was like a soup pot full of flies.

"Reporting to everyone! An earthquake occurred in Mount Fuji. We suspect that magma is pouring into the well from the depths of the earth's crust..."

The intercom's voice gradually became hoarse, as if something was interfering with the signal.

Yuan Zhisheng looked down at the boiling water and thought that this was the legendary well that led to hell. The so-called underworld was actually magma.

He raised his hand, slit his wrist open with a spider cut, and let the blood drip into the well.

As blood dripped into the surface of the well, the stagnant water suddenly turned into angry water. Millions of water droplets danced on the surface, and deep whirlpools appeared on the surface. They were the high-speed swimming of some giant creature. Caused.

Yuan Zisheng's eyes were full of surprise.

The family's speculation about King Bai was indeed true. King Bai was never their mother.

It gives human beings bones and blood just to extend its own life from the death penalty of the Black King. Each descendant of the White King is food prepared by God for himself, or a guard, just like Yoshihara and Takamagahara. Deadpool and Hunters in .

His blood attracted the god under the water. These killed dragon subspecies were actually the god's food, and he could not wait to eat. If you guessed it correctly, it is still in the newborn stage, extremely weak and needs a lot of food.

"I am Yuan Zhisheng, the seventy-fourth generation head of the eight Sheqi families."

Yuan Zhisheng picked up the walkie-talkie.

The open black trench coat made a rustling sound.

He stood alone at the mouth of the well in the violent storm, as if he was trying to suppress the devil who was about to break free with one person.

"I am ashamed of my family ancestors. I failed to treat every member of the family well and made an unforgivable mistake. Fortunately, there is still a chance to make amends."

The water surface under the deep well suddenly burst, and gray-white water mixed with mercury rose into the sky!

The storm roared and the rain fell wildly, but Yuan Zhisheng remained motionless.

"If I unfortunately die in this battle, the position of head of the family will be handed over to Inuyama Ga, the head of the Inuyama family. If the head of the Inuyama family also unfortunately dies, then it will be handed over to the head of the Fuma family... The head of the executive department will be taken over by Ryuuji Saeki..."

He just talked about it, taking his time, and appointed new heads for each department of the family.

Thousands of snails suddenly scattered like bullets, hitting the well wall with an explosion. Their hard shells were completely shattered, and their bodies turned into a mucus-like substance that stuck to the well wall.

At this moment, a plain white shadow covered with gray water rose into the sky at the speed of a cannonball!

The entire well was about to collapse. Cracks appeared on the metal walls of the well. The cracks were rapidly extending. The metal door at the pipe mouth was twisted and deformed, and scarlet water surged in.

And it finally appeared in the eyes of the world, reappearing in the world!

"...When this war is over, the family must treat all ghosts kindly. They have the same blood as us. They have never been our enemies, but our family members. The family must learn to treat every family member well, and we will eventually gather together In everything, we support each other towards the unknown distance and protect the city we love..."

In the strong wind, under the open windbreaker of Yuan Zhisheng, the magnificent ukiyo-e was revealed!

The giant's bones lay on the ground. A clear spring flowed through the left eye of the corpse, and a naked goddess emerged from it.

She wears her long golden hair as a dress, holds the sun in her hands, and faces the world without light.

Every law enforcement officer has a different suit lining, and Yuan Zhisheng always wraps his windbreaker tightly, not wanting others to see the ukiyo-e in his shirt, because he never feels that he can light up other people's world.

The world that belonged to him had no more sunshine after the day he killed his brother.

Amaterasu, who cannot even light up his own world, how can he light up others?

But today, he wanted to become the true Amaterasu and illuminate the universe, as countless people in his family expected.

"After me, the family no longer needs to pursue the so-called royal blood. As long as you all work together, the righteousness of the Eight Sheqi families will never fail."

"I am Yuan Zhisheng, the seventy-fourth generation head of the eight Sheqi families. I am here just to kill the god."

His eyes calmly traveled through the wind and rain, heading towards an infinitely better future.

There was no longer any expression on his face, and the white exoskeleton was quietly covering it, like a mask carved from ivory. With such a hard face, it was impossible to express whether he was crying or laughing.

A huge heartbeat rang out from his chest, shaking the world, like a roaring death knell.

The white dragon scales broke through the skin, and the skin on his back cracked. After the slender bones opened, the blood-stained wings stretched out from his back. At this moment, his muscles were tangled, his tendons bulged, and his golden eyes were like As royal as a king.

He was so calm and powerful, armed with dragon blood, just like the monster in front of him.

What he couldn't do as an emperor, he transformed into a ghost to accomplish.

It wasn't until this moment that he understood why ghosts were so hungry for power.

The monster underground finally rushed out of the well.

Eight curved dragon necks looked up to the sky, its roar echoed between heaven and earth, and eight pairs of golden eyes like candles flickered in the sky.

They roared to their heart's content, venting the anger that had been silent for countless years. Those slender necks curled and stretched like snakes, like devils descending from the sky.

In mythology, it is called Yamata-no-Orochi, and it is a huge monster as big as a mountain. But now it looks like it is huge but skinny, with pale scales covering the surface of its bones.

Yamata no Orochi lowered his head, finally aware of the only remaining enemy in front of him, but it felt unpredictable.

The scales on its body were tightly closed as if it were a body-hugging armor, and its eight songs danced wildly, roaring angrily at Yuan Zhisheng below.

The next moment, an elegant arc flashed, even the blazing light couldn't suppress it, just like the arc of a peerless swordsman's sword.

It's a cut that even Inuyamaga's Speedy Slash can't catch up with. Even if Ange uses "Time Zero", he might not be able to dodge in time, because it's too fast and exceeds all limits.

That's Ama Congun, an unparalleled sword in Japanese mythology. In the myth, Susano'o took his father Izanagi's divine sword Ama Yuzhan to kill Yamata no Orochi, but when he was cutting up the body of the serpent, the sword collapsed. , and then he found the divine sword named "Tian Congyun" in the tail of the big snake. If Orochi hadn't drunk and fallen asleep when he was killed, the result would have been that Yamata-no-Orochi died not from the Tianyu Slash, but Susano'o died from the clouds in the sky.

For some reason, the way it looked at Yuan Zhisheng had a light that was between fierceness and fear.

It struck out with all its strength, preparing to chop the insect, which was less than one percent of its size, into two pieces with one strike.

But at this extreme speed, Yuan Zhisheng dodged the knife.

As soon as the white dragon wings fluttered, he disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of a head of Yamata no Orochi. The spider slashed across it horizontally, so fast that Yamata no Orochi had no time to react, and a pale head appeared. Rising to the sky with gushing blood!

The Yamata no Orochi roared with rage and severe pain, and the remaining seven, together with Tian Congyun, attacked Minamoto Chisheng!

Yuan Zhisheng refused to retreat but advanced. He let out a roar that was more terrifying than the god. The knife splashed dazzling fire on the scales of the god.

This is not a god-slaying war at all, it is two monsters entangled and slaughtering each other!

With the ultimate goal of tearing the opponent into pieces and chewing them up, he will not give up until he dies!

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The Ferris wheel was crumbling in the violent storm, and its supporting joints were already making continuous creaking sounds, as if it might collapse at any time.

Miyamoto Mako stood quietly in the knee-high water, her long hair flying in the wind, Sakurai Akira guarding behind her.

"We will receive the first batch of airborne armed support in ten minutes, and the refined sulfur bombs will be ready in thirty minutes. We will leave by helicopter then." Akira Sakurai whispered.

"In other words, we need to hold on for at least thirty minutes?" Miyamoto Mako asked, "Which force does the air armed support come from?"

"It is the reorganized armed forces of the four groups of 'Fenglinhuoshan' that were used by the Sheqi Eight Families before." Sakurai Akira simply answered.

"Those losers are totally unreliable, right?" Miyamoto Mako couldn't help but complain.

The so-called "Fenglinhuoshan" four groups fought in the battle of Xumizuo, but unfortunately their record against the corpse guards was a disastrous defeat.

"It's better than nothing." Sakurai Akira shook his head and said, "And they are only responsible for air fire support this time. They will retreat after the ammunition is used up."

"Anyway, I don't care. Mingjun, you are the combatant, and my life is in your hands." Miyamoto Mako smiled brightly.

Sakurai Akira nodded and said: "You use [Song of the Siren] to keep the corpse guard group, and leave the rest to me. The refined sulfur bomb will arrive in thirty minutes, and we will retreat and return to defend Tokyo."

"The plan is perfect. Are you prepared to fight to the death this time?"

"No, this place is too close to the city, and the tide is surging into the city. I'm worried that [Deep Blood] will be introduced into the city and accidentally injure innocent people." Sakurai Akira hesitated, "So I won't use it uncontrollably. [Deep Blood], and my main task this time is to protect you."

"You have clear priorities and a high level of consciousness." Miyamoto Mako patted him on the shoulder and praised him, "I admire you very much!"

Sakurai Akira's eyes suddenly condensed and he said in a deep voice: "Here he comes!"

He has been paying attention to the sea in front of him. Under the turbulent waves, countless monsters entangled in ball shapes are approaching the coastline with the waves!

"Mingjun!" Mako suddenly shouted, her expression more serious than ever before, scaring Sakurai Akira into thinking she had made some important discovery.

"When the time comes to confess my love to Teacher Nami, just give me platycodon flowers." Mako said seriously, with "This is a suggestion I got after careful consideration" on her face.

"..." Sakurai Akira took a deep breath and couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said: "You guy, can you stop talking about this kind of thing seriously at such a critical moment?"

"Don't you like it?" Miyamoto Mako blinked.

She suddenly came forward, leaned forward and whispered into Sakurai Akira's ear. Her slightly messy long hair was blown to his face, itching, but the fragrance could be smelled.

"I like platycodon flowers very much. If someone comes to me with platycodon flowers and confesses his love, maybe I will agree."

"By the way, Mingjun, there's something I've been forgetting to tell you. I seem to have fallen in love with you a long time ago."

She put her hands behind her back, smiled sweetly, and stepped back slowly, the refreshing fragrance gradually fading away.

There were flames all around, the pirate ship was crumbling, the broken Ferris wheel was slowly hitting the ground, the wooden roller coaster track was burning, and the carousel was looming in the sea of ​​fire. At this moment, all of these were embellishing her smile and becoming her background.

Akira Sakurai turned around slowly and stiffly, looking in disbelief at the girl behind her who said those three words so lightly.

Her hair is flying and her smile is bright and brilliant, as if the sun is always high in the sky and illuminates the world in her world, without any haze.

This girl has a mottled inner world. Sometimes she is proud and willful, sometimes gentle and lovely, sometimes she dares to love and hate, which is always difficult to understand.

She seems not used to letting herself regret, so she often faces the world frankly, and she seems to be unsociable because of her frankness.

Even during those years in Mount Kobe, her eyes never stayed in the mountains. She was always looking into the distance, towards the direction where the sea breeze blew, towards the source of the echoes in the mountains, and towards the dandelion seeds floating in the air. The direction...it seems that that is where she belongs.

A suffocation-like feeling surged into Sakurai Akira's heart, and it was as if her throat was blocked and she couldn't say a word.

He didn't know what to say, and thankfully the girl didn't need an answer from him.

She injected the forbidden serum, walked to the highest place here, and stood facing the sea breeze.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and only the sea current and her hair flying in the wind were left.

In Sakurai Akira's eyes, even if all the lights in the world were put together at this moment, they would be far unable to compare with the fire rising into the sky behind her.

Her figure looked so slender and light against the firelight, but she seemed to be standing at the center of the world, and her brilliance was enough to illuminate the entire world.

She opened her lips lightly, and the invisible realm spread, echoing between the sky and the sea, like the last elegy.

That is--

Do not forget me.