My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!

Chapter 325 325. The Fall of God (6)

Uesugi Koshi dual-wields Kiku-Ichimonji Mune and Mikazuki Munechika. These two Japanese swords have simple patterns on their bodies. They are Tang Heng broadswords cast by the Japanese after the shape of Tang Dynasty weapons. From the moment they were born, their goal was to be on the battlefield. Generally speaking, soldiers need to hold the Tang Hengdao dual-wielding in combat, because its weight and length are not easy for ordinary people to grasp, but Uesugi Yue can swing it very easily when he lifts it.

There are dozens of such knives in the travel bag that Uesugoshi brought. Minamoto Tatsumi didn't know the origin of these knives, otherwise as the current head of the family, he would definitely be speechless at what Uesugoshi did.

When Uesugi left the family, in addition to stealing so many gold and silver artifacts, he also ransacked the family's sword museum. He originally thought that he could live a comfortable life by selling a few ancient swords, but buying and selling cultural relics was very troublesome, and he was afraid Being discovered by the family, we can only wait until today. Unexpectedly, these cultural relics will see the light of day again. If the swords can only be placed on display racks, it will undoubtedly be the most tragic fate for the swords. Only when they meet an owner worthy of handling them can they have a happy death. .

The blade drew a perfect arc. The arc was red and shiny, looking more like the sun during a total solar eclipse. The bright corona escaped from around the arc, and the stones on the ground began to roll rapidly under the pull of some kind of force. The vegetation fell in the direction of Uesugoshi.

Yan Ling·Black Sun.

Uesugi Yue stood in the center of this black sun, reciting ancient testimonies. The safe area included himself and the Genji brothers, and outside the area, the black sun slowly rotated. The air was swallowed up at an alarming speed, creating a violent hurricane.

At this moment, the wind direction near the artificial island was changed by Uesugoshi, and the debris of the building and the sea water were swept up by the strong wind. The thunder and lightning of the God of Thunder and the red lotus of the Karmic Fire were intertwined and headed towards the black sun disk, also following those Things rotate together, and the black sun burns and collapses violently in the brilliance of thunder and lightning and the blazing heat of blooming karma fire, and finally turns into a small black dot.

But the power of the black sun also grew to the limit at this moment. The hurricane swept up the groups of corpse guards. They desperately grabbed everything around them, but the wind still pulled them into the air forcefully, with their long snake-like tails pointing towards The black sun drifts. The power of the corpse guards is very strong. They can embed themselves into the ground with just their fingers. The power of the black sun is more domineering than them. The huge attraction even tears the bodies of the corpse guards into pieces. Their upper bodies are still digging into the ground, and their lower bodies are already slouching. Partially flying towards the black sun.

Before they could get close to the black sun, the high temperature had already ignited the bodies of the corpse guards, because the air was also sucked away by the black sun. In the absence of air for combustion, there was no flame on the corpse guards. The pure high temperature caused their bodies to burn. Red and brittle, like burning carbon.

Both Minamoto and Minamoto were astonished by the power of Uesugi Koshi's words and spirits. If Karma and Kengo Raijin were still in mythical categories, able to deal with groups of enemies at the same time, then Kurohi was a tyrant who did not distinguish between friend and foe. Can directly destroy an army. Within tens of meters vertically outside the domain of the three of them, everything, including the Corpse Guards, was pulled, destroyed, and burned by the black sun. The blazing storm heat ignited everything. The Corpse Guards group faced such power. It is inevitable that he will be unable to resist, and the ground beneath his feet is gradually turning into scorched earth.

Uesugi walked forward leisurely, swung his knife and smashed the burning corpse into pieces. When the fragments touched the electric light and karma fire at the edge of the black sun, they would turn into snow-white ashes. The undead corpse would not be able to stand in front of this power that would crush it into powder. any resistance.

Minamoto and Minamoto followed Uesugi Yue forward. Uesugi could only attack his front, but they needed to protect his back. The thunder roared and the karma fire bloomed, and the black sun was lifted into the depths of the corpse guard group. Bursting out everywhere. Hundreds of corpse guards rushed towards them, densely packed with the shoals on the coast. From a distance, the three of them could not be seen at all. Only the black sun bloomed in front of Uesugoshi, suppressing them. But the pure fiery red light, even the dark night cannot conceal its sharpness.

In fact, neither Yuan Zhisheng nor Yuan Zhisheng had absolute confidence before coming here. It was only out of their family's sense of responsibility that they embarked on the battlefield to stop the corpse guard. But now it is clear to everyone that the combined power of the three Word Spirits has exceeded anyone's imagination. The attack and defense are comprehensive and without any blind spots. There are no flaws. The corpse guards on the opposite side are a large army, and the Japanese mixed-race The three emperors are also a large army, even hundreds or thousands of times stronger than their opponents!

"Get out, our Japan doesn't need you dead things!"

Uesugoshi's whole body was red, and his shriveled muscles were replenished. At this moment, his age seemed to have regressed by several decades. Returning to the time when he was at his peak, the fully activated dragon blood made him perform a miracle of rejuvenation. Support the burning and fighting of the Black Sun.

He never felt that he, the retired emperor, had any responsibilities that he had to bear. To him, the family was a scam, a group of bastards, and a drag. He owed nothing to the people there. At this moment, he is only fighting for himself, because he is no longer the Shadow King of the Eight Sheqi Family, but a father. In the heart of any father, he hopes that he can stand upright and be so awesome in front of his children.

Minamoto kicked away the corpse guard who was sneaking up on him. He took the time to look at Uesugoshi's back. He was already showing signs of decline. The arc of the sword swing was not that fast or sharp, but Uesugoshi was still moving forward, attracting them. Attracting the most attention, the blood differences between the two sides are fully exposed.

It turns out that this ramen chef is really his father. He doesn't look dignified at all. Even Tachibana Masamune was incomparable when he was in charge of the family. His face even looked a bit vulgar. But now his long sword was filled with the enemy's blood like a curtain. The sword became faster and faster, and his smile became more and more bold. Only then did Yuan Zhisheng feel what true imperial power was...

It is not an arrogant dominion over the world, but like an emperor's sword with a restrained edge. Once it is unsheathed, it can sweep across the wilderness and swallow up mountains and rivers. The emperor will not even look at something as small as a corpse guard group. He only has the sea in his eyes. The moonlight in the depths seemed like he could even split the sea!

Yuan Zhennu didn't feel too much, because there was no such thing as a father since he was a child, and his feeling for the word father was already very weak. He also doesn't have a good relationship with Tachibana Masamune like Minamoto's child. They have an almost nurturing relationship. Minamoto's child and Herzog are like hunters treating hounds. A pat is the biggest reward, and the distribution of meat If the situation is uneven, there might even be a fight.

He just enjoys the feeling of fighting side by side with his brother. Although he is no different from a girl when he is more delicate, the blood flowing in his chest is always the royal blood, even stronger than Yuan Zhisheng. He has a kind of intoxication for killing. Appreciation is like a bomb maniac who doesn't necessarily like to hurt anyone, but just likes to see the brilliant fire art at the moment of explosion.

This kind of battlefield where you don't have to worry about anything and just chop is really suitable for Yuan Jingnu. Corpse guards won't feel pain or cry. Their screams and roars are just to vent their unwillingness. Yuan Jingnu doesn't like the sound of them. , then the only option is to shut them up. The way he wields the knife has a unique sense of beauty, like a dancing girl who is unique in the palace of the king. The ribbon she brings up with her wrist is a sharp weapon for killing people, while he smiles brightly and sings and dances on the blood of his enemies.

No one knows about the war happening here. When the disaster occurs, people either take refuge or are pulled into the Night Food Plain. Japan's movie kings sing the lament of the battlefield alone.

But no one else can come here except them. Behind them is Tokyo, the Tokyo of Japan, and the Tokyo of the Sheqi Hachi Family. Many unpleasant things have happened there, and there have also been many blessings. In times of crisis, only responsibility can be said. When the country is destroyed and the family is in ruins, if the king does not stand up and wield his sword to fight against the floating clouds, who else can save the world?

The last generation of emperors of the eight Sheqi families gathered together to defend Tokyo's last line of defense with their own bodies, and also left a safe exit for the heroes who returned from the Night Food Plain.

The helicopter exploded above the crater of Mount Fuji, and Herzog fell into the crater amid thick smoke and flames.

After King Bai's transformation and his additions, it has now become a sea of ​​white mycelium, mixed with a large number of chemical reagents and sticky dead lava, like a pot of stew on the streets of India, with undulating waves. There were vaguely visible bones that had been eaten dry and wiped clean, probably belonging to some fierce ghost.

The word spirit that Tachibana Masamune exerted on Herzog was completely released in the explosion. Herzog instinctively wanted to climb the rock wall to escape, but just as Tachibana Masamune thought, countless hyphae pierced Herzog. Herzog's dragon scales, these greedy things are like gangrene attached to the bones, sucking Herzog's blood efficiently and powerfully. His body shriveled up visibly to the naked eye, and it won't take long for him to turn into a mummy. Bones will be completely obliterated.

This was the second time Herzog felt real fear, the fear of death. The first time was at Black Swan Port. When the man put a bullet into his chest, he realized that he had been deceived. No amount of anger would help. He was about to die, so he could only take those medicines full of resentment. After swallowing it, he luckily evolved, from an ordinary person to a half-dragon, half-human monster.

Now that he was facing death for the second time, the same state of mind happened again, but he was not so panicked. Herzog roared and tried hard to pull off the hyphae on his body. When he pulled out each one, it was like pulling out a piece of mycelium from his own bones. A steel needle, bleeding and extremely painful, and more hyphae were constantly piercing into the body.

But in the end Herzog won. Unlike the guys who were eaten, he was sober enough, with a high enough bloodline, strength and determination.

After successfully breaking away from the shackles of the mycelium, Herzog did not choose to continue escaping from this damn place, but plunged into the water below.

He once told Tachibana Masamune that he had the weapons to kill the White King, but because he knew that they would have to duel next, he did not tell the whole story. Masamune Tachibana relied on the Yata Mirror. He probably would not have thought that Herzog relied on Herzog himself. Even Kassel Academy was inferior to Herzog in many aspects when it came to understanding the dragon clan. In distant Siberia, Herzog has a complete body of the Dragon King for him to conduct various experiments.

The water is very thick, and the dead magma is like jelly mixed with water. Coupled with the coloring of a large number of reagents, the water becomes as pink and tender as a monster's esophagus, full of meaty texture. But correspondingly, the further you go down, the less mycelium there is. The number visible to the naked eye becomes smaller and smaller. In the end, there are only a few left. It's just that these few are unusually strong, like towering giant trees. It is from these few roots that countless tiny mycelium grows that can spread all over the surrounding land.

Herzog knew what it was, some kind of dragon organ, an organ that the White King used to forage. If he could succeed, this thing would have a scientific name in the future, but now was not the time to engage in scientific research.

He continued to dive downwards. The crater was about 200 meters deep, which was not difficult for a hybrid species. After reaching enough depth, Herzog saw more organs, and there were more organs on the surrounding rock walls. After seeing the color of blood and the stirring of muscles, you can see the valves and closures when you look down. The water quality is no longer a mixture of many things, but water mixed with a large amount of blood. Herzog could feel dragon genes from the blood, which meant that he was getting closer to his goal.

From here, a large number of vein-like blood filaments appeared in the water body, and the other end was connected to the rock wall, and they were still growing, slowly increasing in size visible to the naked eye. White King seems to be integrated with the entire Mount Fuji. Its powerful vitality can even erode the entire mountain. You can imagine what a terrifying sight it will be if it reaches the final stage and tries to really stand up. A huge life form as high as the mountain. Even the Tsar Bomb can't directly destroy something that big. Ultraman is probably not as good as a White King's fingernails.

A ray of dark golden light entered Herzog's field of vision. The surface of the thing was covered with a network of blood and protected inside the dark golden skeleton, like a mysterious and magnificent gem. Feeling something approaching, Gem slowly opened one eye.

It's really an eye with vertical stripes, like a dragon's pupil. But there was nothing serious or ancient about this eye. Herzog only felt that it was a child, a child who knew nothing, just like a newborn child opening its eyes to look at the world for the first time, just curious and ignorant. If it could talk, its first words would definitely be to ask Herzog who you are and what you are doing here.

Seeing those eight long tails, many people imagined Hakuo to be a terrifying monster like the Yamata no Orochi. But Herzog knows very well that the Yamata no Orochi in history is just a deformed product of genetic evolution. The real White King has died long ago. When she reappears, she will not be the same as she was. Her appearance will only depend on what she has obtained. Something, her genes will change the shape of the host.

Now, the thing that retained the White King's genes was right in front of Herzog, that is, the gem-shaped heart, the legendary sacred skeleton of the Japanese hybrid.