Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

"Aga, how far have you pushed alchemy now?" Uesugi sucked and ate the ramen without raising his head, as if he didn't even hear the footsteps and roars buried deep in the rain.

Today's Tokyo is far closer to heaven than at any time in history. The elements from all over the world are being pulled from all directions like a drawn storm. The turbulent flow of elements forms a huge tide above the city, and demons dance wildly below the tide.

"It's a shame to say that the family is still trying to excavate the tombs of their ancestors over the years to obtain more profound knowledge and technology. However, our Rock Flow Research Institute has issued a report saying that even if they work hard for another hundred years, it will be difficult to The family's alchemy technology has advanced to the level before you burned the family archives," Inuyama Ga said.

Uesugoshi was stunned for a moment and scratched his hair.

"Don't say that, Aga. After all, the Snakezaki Hakashi family is the embodiment of all evil. What's wrong with burning the support of my unscrupulous descendants to launch wars and destroy the world?" The ramen master showed a matter-of-fact expression on his face.

"In short, your understanding of the Nibelungs is still a hundred years ago, right?"

"I remember that in your time, you called that kind of space 'King of God' or 'Hell', right? You parents really keep up with the times..." Inuyama Ga sat upright, his navy blue kimono fluttering in the wind blowing from all directions. The lines on his clothes are like running water, his eyebrows are slightly raised, and judging from his facial features, there are still some shadows of his youth.

"Don't worry about what I call that damn place, I just want to ask you how much you know about it?"

"Not much, but in the past two years, the academy has made unprecedented progress in the cause of dragon slaying. Angers ended the rule of the King of Bronze and Fire and the King of Earth and Mountain. It was clearly mentioned in both operations Witnessed the collapse of the Nibelungen that belonged to the king." Inuyama Ga finished the ramen, took a sip of the thick soup with satisfaction, and laid Nagato Onimaru Kunizuna on his lap, "I guess the so-called Kingdom of God is actually. It’s based on the space where God himself exists. It was the place they used to build the country. In the era of kings, they used it to attack each other. When the king died, the country completely collapsed. "

"Not bad." Uesugoshi shrugged.

"In fact, it's pretty much what you think. Most of the Nibelungs collapsed after the death of the ancient dragon that created them. The Food of the Night could have existed for thousands of years only by relying on some incredible giant alchemical matrix to maintain it. But it's not eternal. In fact, in a sense, it has begun to collapse. I can feel it, and some other guys with really strong bloodlines can also feel it. Angers said it when he visited me last time. Drinking here is like raising a toast to hell... After all, maintaining such a huge Nibelung requires the efficient operation of the alchemical matrix. If all the Nibelungs are created and do not die, then how many Nibelungs are there in the world? The roots are still sealed. In short, we all know the law of conservation of energy and the law of conservation of mass..."

"Wait a minute, aren't we discussing supernatural things like heaven and hell? Why is it related to the conservation of energy?" Inuyama Ga couldn't stand this eloquent person whose temperament was similar to that of the previous generation Seraki. The head of the eight families was an old guy who had nothing to do with his noble status, so he interrupted his possibly messy rhetoric.

"As you said, even an old guy like me has to keep pace with the times. Besides, in a sense, alchemy is also a type of science, but humans still have no way to analyze this science." Uesugi curled his lips, "In short, in the ancient era of gods, the descendants of the White King established the Kingdom of God on this land, and built a magnificent palace there, with countless temples dedicated to the gods arranged on their land in the largest ever formation in history. A huge alchemical matrix, and I don’t know what provides the energy for this alchemical matrix, but the energy will eventually be used up. When the huge alchemical matrix can no longer be sustained, the Food of the Night will collapse. "

"What a coincidence that it is collapsing now? Just when our ancestors are escaping from the real hell?" Inuyama He had already put his hand on the handle of the knife, the footsteps and roars stopped, and those on both sides of the separation A huge wall of water enveloped the ramen shop and half of the city block, and the flowing shadows contained the sound of breathing gathering like a violent wind.

"Izanagi's return triggered the Nibelung's self-preservation mechanism. As long as it is infused with the power of the White King, it can avoid the fate of collapse, even if the White King is just a deformed monster." Uesugi Koshi He raised his glass and clinked it with the small wine bottle in front of Inuyama Ga.

"The data you analyzed is incomplete, so you think that Mount Fuji is the entrance to the Night Food Plains. However, ancient Tokyo and today's Tokyo were different cities. At that time, this street was the core of Kyoto, and it was the real world and the night. The handover of the Shishihara is the door between the human world and the dragon world, and also the door between the world of the living and the world of the dead. When I live here, some people laugh at me and say that I am trying to escape the sins committed many years ago, and some people also laugh at me and say. I am the former emperor who has fallen. In fact, it doesn’t matter. That is the punishment I deserve. Many years ago, when my family deceived me into launching the war against the country on the other side of the sea, I was still a young man who didn’t know the heights of heaven and earth. At that time, I thought that the so-called war was just like a fight between gangsters on the street, where you can decide the ownership of a city by cutting off two fingers. I never thought that it would bring so many disasters. "

"I don't know the truth about that year because I was still a child at that time. After the war, the Inuyama family was the main war faction. Their property was quickly divided up by other families. I was the last man in our family, and I lived day by day. Living as a pimp by kneeling down and licking the toes of American soldiers." Inuyama He said silently that it was a past that he was reluctant to look back on. It was a really sad and painful past.

Seeing that the Shadow Emperor opposite, who might be even more powerful than Minamoto, seemed to want to continue talking, Inuyama Ga cleared his throat, put the knife on the table,

"Of course I'm not interested in that period of history either. It's not confession time in the church, nor is it a history class for high school students. It's now surrounded by ghosts."

"First of all, I have to say that the people who are in charge of the Japanese government now are beasts with mothers but no mothers to raise children and no buttocks. They have long deleted that period of history from the books, so you can't say that I am teaching you. History class." Uesugi suddenly became serious, Inuyama He was stunned, and suddenly he felt helpless and helpless, "Secondly, since these may be the last few words we can say before we die, I hope you can listen carefully. ...After all, even if there really is a heaven, bastards like us have no chance to follow the angels and fly there after we die. Hell is the destination for you and me. The Chinese say there is a hell underground called the Tongue-pulling Hell. If we enter there, we may We haven’t spoken to each other for thousands of years, why not take advantage of the opportunity to say a few more words?”

Inuyama He thought for a moment, relaxed his whole body, and looked at the face of the old man opposite, which even though it had become a little greasy, he could still see the handsome appearance when he was young.

He held down the crimson wooden handle and slightly unsheathed the famous demon-slaying sword named Onimaru Kunitsuna, and a sharp sound like a dragon's roar echoed around him.

"Please continue," he said, and refilled Uesugoshi's sake.

"Actually, there is nothing to say. You are also an old man in the family. You should know why I ran away from a high position of power."

"Yes, it is said that it is because of your mother..."

"For a long time, the Chinese people who were wiped out in the family's war reports seemed to me just a bunch of meaningless numbers. It wasn't until that name appeared on the list that I realized what war was like." Uesugoshi poured the sake that Inuyamaga filled for him into his mouth.

The old lion, who had been disguising himself as a stray dog ​​that escaped from the heavy rain for many years, suddenly had a ferocious expression on his face, and a thin layer of gold seeped out from the depths of his already somewhat cloudy eyes, "I At first I just felt guilty for my mother, but then I got older and met more and more people, and they were all students from the university next door. I thought that I should have killed a lot of people like this at that time. Student, that kind of guilt and shame day and night prevents me from ending my life and has to linger in this world like a dog... I have killed many people over the years, and the well-respected elders in my family have happened. All kinds of accidents happened, all of which were my own handiwork, because they deceived me into signing that document many years ago, and the eight Sheqi families were finally able to intervene in the war and plunder more for the continuation of the family. land."

Inuyama He's whole body was shocked.

In recent decades, they have indeed lost a large number of old people and the direct descendants of those old people. Their deaths were extremely miserable, with their throats cut off by a knife.

Tachibana Masamune before Minamoto and Minamoto had always thought that it was the work of evil spirits, but he never expected that it was actually this seemingly harmless old man who was going crazy for revenge.

"I have done a lot, but I always feel it is not enough, so I have been here guarding the world that is always watching the evil in the world. That is my mission. I think if there is a place for my mother in heaven, she must be very special. I'm happy with my choice." Uesugi stood up and put away the bowls and chopsticks, throwing the huge expanded noodle bowl and long chopsticks into the sink, then leaned over to pick up the bundle of swords, put them all behind his back, and casually took off the towel on his head. The ramen chef's clothes also fell off with the wind. Underneath was a long trench coat as dark as night. Underneath the trench coat were tattoos like Angre's that evoked the wrath of all worlds. The knotted muscles were growing under the dry muscles. Breathing slowly rises and falls, and the yaksha and tiger in the tattoo seem to come alive.

Inuyama He became solemn, and he looked up at the man with awe-inspiring eyes. He felt that the cowardice and humility of the past few decades had been thrown away by Uesugi Koshi, and the one who returned to this battlefield was the majestic Supreme Underworld.

"Our guest can't bear it any longer. Aga, hold on to the knife in your hand. Let's fight side by side again after so many years." Uesugi Yue drew the knife from his shoulder, his hand was ragged and veins popped out, and his windbreaker was At this moment, it is fluttering like a hunting flag.

Inuyamaga took a deep breath, and Onimaru Kunizuna slowly pulled out. He stood up with the knife in hand and a smile on his face.

"It's my honor to fight alongside you." He said softly, flicking the blade of the long sword with his finger, and Onimaru Kunizuna made a metallic buzz.

"There is no other way. If we escape now, this city will probably be flooded by the evil ghosts crawling back from hell, right? There has to be someone to do these things... Having said that, I am actually ready to leave next year. After Japan returns to France, I will return to the monastery where my mother stayed many years ago and spend the rest of my life serving God. Maybe He will forgive my sins and let me go to heaven. I don’t know. ." Uesugi's wrist holding the knife shook slightly, and the knife had drawn a cold arc and pointed diagonally at the ground. There were molten gold lines on the blade that spread downward from the handle.

"You have already left the family. It is not your responsibility to stop the ancestors." Inuyama He said softly.

"Actually, it is because I have actually seen the child you mentioned. His name is Lu Mingfei, right? Once, the boy brought his girlfriend to eat ramen at my place and asked me some strange questions... He is very powerful. I think he will kill the monster. As long as the Yamata no Orochi dies, the Night Food Field will be closed again, and this time it will not come again until it collapses." Uesugi Yue's voice became lower and lower, and his other hand slowly pressed the handle of the knife at his waist.

"If the child is fast enough, we may survive!"

"Wait, I have one last question before the fight!" Inuyama He suddenly called out to stop Uesugi Yue, whose eyes were getting more and more determined. Obviously, he had gone through the scene of his death in battle countless times in his mind.

The momentum that the old man had finally tensed up immediately collapsed, and the dignity of the underworld emperor was also shattered.

He glared at Inuyama He, "What on earth do you want to do, you young man!" Uesugi Yue growled.

"Haven't you ever thought of sneaking into the Night Food Plain with a dirty atomic bomb or something else to completely eliminate the threat?" Inuyama He frowned and asked.

He seemed to respect Uesugi Yue very much, but he was still wary in his heart.

He didn't trust this guy, at least not when it came to God.

"The premise of being able to enter and leave Nibelung freely is that the person has a brand." Uesugi Yue said, "People without a brand are unauthorized stowaways. Only those little guys after the third generation would be so careless as to build themselves a castle full of loopholes. The Night Food Plain is a creation of the Age of Gods."

"Not even people with royal blood flowing in their bodies?" Inuyama He was a little surprised. "Excuse me, but you have always known that the upper three families are simply another species compared to the lower five families. Compared to humans, you are closer to God. Based on this premise, I always thought that you might go to the Night Food Plain for a walk after dinner one day. Sometimes I even wanted to ask you to bring me some souvenirs from the Kingdom of the Dead."

"By the way, is it that in the eyes of you Showa youngsters, an old guy like me is the kind of You always shout "Long live the emperor" and like to have fun for yourself. Are you a psychopath who is looking for pain? "Uesugi Yue's face trembled, "That space has long been cut off from the real world, but each generation of emperors can occasionally descend from dreams to that illusory world. My father used to tell me that whenever he closed his eyes, he would see the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, and sometimes he could see naked snow women or something. That was actually because he had royal blood. Although the royal blood had not awakened, it still helped him smell the taste of the night food field. But sometimes I envy him, after all, I also yearn for the naked snow woman. "

Inuyama He finally believed what Uesugi Yue said, because he did remember that the family's classics recorded that Uesugi Yue's father, the chess master Shadow Emperor, had severe paranoia and could always see inexplicable things.

"Maybe the Snow Girl also feels that it's a little dangerous to break into your dream." He pointed to the 14-inch color TV above the soup pot. There were rows of old CDs on the shelf. The women on the CDs were posing and sticking out their chests and hips. Even though the picture quality was quite old, it still made people's blood boil. "Head, your mind has long been polluted by Maria Ozawa."

"You are not allowed to insult my idol."

"Sorry..."

"That's not called pollution, that's called purification. My mind has long been purified. Now even if God uses the highest power and strength in the world to tempt me, I will not kneel down and lick her toenails." Uesugi Yue showed a rather complacent expression on his face. Before the micro-expression of this moment had dissipated, the old guy suddenly stepped forward and the blade brushed along the hem of Inuyama He's clothes!

The thick and fishy blood bloomed like flowers beside Inuyama He, and the sound of bones being cut by the knife was as heavy as thunder!

The roar of wild beasts filled the streets again. Inuyama He turned his head indifferently, only to see a pale and fierce light suddenly lit up in the water flow on both sides like high walls. In the fierce light, countless black shadows rushed out with a roar, rushing towards the wooden cart at the end of the road like a black tide.

The one killed was a pale and dry corpse. The sword that killed the demons did not draw blood from it, and it was shaking violently in Uesugi Yue's hand!

"Ahe, don't be distracted when fighting!" Uesugi Yue drew his sword again, and his whole body was steaming with hot steam. He laughed wildly like a road roller and killed the overwhelming black shadows. (End of this chapter)