Mystery Comes to the Dragon Race

Chapter 342 Illusions
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"Compared with this, what I want to know more is, if there is really a road leading to the gods in front of you, will you choose to move on?" Merlin looked at Kazama Liuli with a half-smile.

"Of course, no one can resist such a powerful temptation." Kazama Liuli replied without hesitation.

"Even if it makes you give up everything?" Mei Lin showed a very standard smile on her face, "Whether it is your family or your friends, they will be the stepping stones on your way forward, and they will become your road to the gods." sacrifice, do you accept this ending?"

Kazama Liuli didn't answer Mei Lin's words directly, and he didn't know the hidden meanings behind Mei Lin's words.

He just glanced at this flamboyantly dressed magician, for some reason, he didn't want to answer this question.

This question is like a key leading to some kind of unknown, as long as he answers this question, then he is likely to fall into the bottomless abyss.The magician's words kept reverberating in his mind, possessing a kind of bewitching ability, leading him to keep wanting to speak.

It seemed that as long as he answered this question, they would be able to realize their dream and truly start the path of evolution.

Fortunately, in the end Kazami Ruri resisted the magician's temptation with her strong willpower.

The magician is not the kind fairy godmother who can fulfill any wish in those fairy tales. In his opinion, the magician is more like a devil wandering in the world and bewitching people.

There is a good chance that what the magician said is true.As long as Kazama Liuli agrees, the magician can help him evolve his bloodline and truly evolve into a pure-blooded dragon, but the price he needs to pay may be beyond his imagination.

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"They want to dig the burial place of the gods? That's impossible...it's impossible for someone to return there! It's a place sealed by Amaterasu and Yueyue!" Patriarch Feng Mo said.

"What's the use of the seal? As long as the burial place of the gods still exists in the world, there will always be a day when the seal will break and fall off, and this day has come." Tachibana Masamune said in a low voice, "So it's not up to us to decide whether to go to war or not. You don't know. By then the war was on the verge of breaking out.”

"Then Mr. Masamune, what is your so-called method of erasing the demons forever?" Patriarch Sakurai asked.

"Blow up the burial place of the gods, together with the remains of the gods, cut off the road to the underworld, and destroy the hope of the ghosts! Then completely cleanse the forces of the ghosts, the people who are attached to them, the gangs who are attached to them, and the people who are attached to them Not a single company will be spared! Use this war to end everything!"

"Once the war starts... I'm afraid there will be rivers of blood." Patriarch Feng Mo said.

"There is always righteous blood that has to be shed in this world." Mr. Masamune said, "However, as the patriarch of the family, I cannot push you to the battlefield with my own determination. I know the road ahead is difficult, and I have already died. However, I don’t know how many people will agree with me and how many people will follow me. The future of the family should be decided by everyone in the family, so I call everyone here, and ask everyone to tell me what you think.”

He clapped his hands, and the side door opened. Priests in white came in carrying two white screens, standing behind Mr. Masamune, and placed pen holders and ink-soaked brushes under the screens.Mr. Masamune stood up and wrote the Chinese character "war" on the left screen, and the graceful character "forbearance" on the right screen.Calligraphy by the same person, the character "Zhan" is like swords and swords intertwined with murderous intent, while the character "Nin" is round and smooth without showing any sharpness, both have the demeanor of a famous master.

"If you think the family should fight to the death with the ghosts, please write the word '正' on the left screen. If you think the family should continue to hold back, please write the word '正' on the right screen." Mr. Masamune said , "As the head of the family, although I want to fight, I can't coerce everyone in the family, so I give up my fortune. I swear by the dignity of the Tachibana family's Patriarch Masamune Tachibana, no matter what kind of remarks I make tonight, I will not be punished." Punishment, whether you are with me or against me, I appreciate it from the bottom of my heart."

He took out a white cloth belt from his arms to cover his eyes, and sat between the two screens: "Everyone, please give me your judgment, dispel my evil thoughts of killing people or help me fight!"

"Master, this kind of method has never been seen in the family. How dare the younger generation make judgments on this kind of thing? If the elder really decides to fight against the ghosts... we can only serve with our lives." Patriarch Feng Mo sighed.

"Xiaotaro, you and I are old people. This family is still a family of young people in the end, why can't they decide the future? If this war really starts, I hope to shed your blood first, because we I'm too old, and I should have lived enough." Mr. Masamune smiled, "If my life can end the curse of the family, I have no complaints or regrets."

The whole hall was silent, only the wind whistled like a ghost, and the cherry blossoms fell outside the window, making people feel that life is impermanent.No one got up, even the house owners were hesitant, it was difficult to write on any screen, as if the pen was soaked with the blood of young people.

The dead silence lasted for 5 minutes. Suddenly, the Patriarch of the Inuyama family got up and left his seat. He walked to the front of the screen on the right side and drew a pen. Then he threw the pen on the pen holder and turned away. Went in the wind and rain.

Some people's eyes are a little loose, and Patriarch Inuyama's attitude is also the attitude of many people. When peace can be maintained, people always want to maintain peace, and the ghosts are our compatriots after all.Although they rebelled against the family, they still shed the blood of the Bajia of Sheqi.

More people got up and wrote pictures on the screen, some wrote under the word "war", some wrote under the word "forbearance", and more people chose the word "forbearance".The person who had finished writing bowed deeply in front of Mr. Masamune who was blindfolded, and then walked out of the main hall.

Except for Patriarch Inuyama, the other patriarchs of the surnames did not express their stances. They knew that their stances at this moment would affect the younger generations in the family.Voting should be anonymous according to Western democracy, but in Japan, everyone who has the courage to make a decision should dare to tell others about his decision.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at Masamune Tachibana sitting in the middle of the screen, and suddenly thought of Takamori Saigo, the man who died to protect the interests of the lower class samurai and the spirit of bushido, so stubborn but so lonely.In fact, when he led the samurai to raise the battle flag, Japan was no longer a country of samurai, and a new class had emerged. Businessmen and politicians were leading the future of the country. Will watch him die like falling cherry blossoms.

"Child, I'm sorry." Tachibana Masamune said with a smile.

Yuan Zhisheng was taken aback: "Why do you say that?"

"I once promised you that I would do my best to eliminate violence, but I am determined to use violence to fight for a better future. Isn't it ridiculous? In order not to shed blood in the future, more blood must be shed today. But giving up violence is not good for us It is really too difficult for the underworld family, just like the undefeated sword master, there are so many disciples in his dojo, and no enemy dares to approach the gate, but once he decides not to kill with his sword, the disciples will disperse and the court will be left in the cold. Enemies who haven’t seen each other for many years will come to visit one after another. Therefore, the samurai who learn the murder sword will be warned by the teacher before holding the sword for the first time, that when the hand holding the hilt is released, it is the time of death.” Tachibana Masamune whispered.

"I know you have worked very hard, Dad." Yuan Zhisheng used his private address, "But you are not a person who will give up easily."

"There is violence in human nature, as long as there are people, there is violence. If you want to control violence, you need to master greater violence." Tachibana Masamune said slowly, "If you want to end violence...you must first become the biggest violence."

Yuan Zhi was terrified and sat up straight involuntarily.

His pupils shrank slightly for a moment, only to feel that Tachibana Masamune sitting in front of him was a stranger.At this moment, Tachibana Masamune's face seemed to overlap with the hideous and terrifying monster before.It was obviously the father whom I respected immensely, the person I respected and admired the most, but for some reason, I felt waves of disgust at this moment.

What the hell is wrong with him?
He basically didn't speak in this meeting, but just kept silent and listened to other people's discussions.Tachibana Masamune said that this family gathering would usher in a new era for the family, but Yuan Zhisheng felt that he could not bear its weight.The Executive Bureau is the most awe-inspiring organization in the Japanese branch. It is called a murder organization by some people. In the eyes of the people below, Yuan Zhisheng, who is the director of the Executive Bureau, should be the kind of strong-armed figure with strong decisiveness. But in fact, Yuan Zhisheng is a person who does not want to make decisions.

He just wants to be a tortoise by the sea and spend his peaceful life carelessly.But there is no way, he is destined by Amaterasu, no matter how unwilling he is, he has to face those.

It's just that at the meeting just now, that voice seemed to have been echoing in his ears vaguely, reminding him of something secret.His eyes also seemed to have some weird hallucinations. In his eyes, this shrine seemed to be no longer as sacred and solemn as usual, but instead turned into a place like hell, surrounded by one after another. Strange black shadows, each black shadow is competing for the strange golden eyes, and the sound of clappers is faintly heard in the ears.

His every nerve was stimulated, and his whole body seemed to be torn apart.Half of it is forced to accept this inexplicable voice, and the hallucinated version of himself, while the other half is a very normal version of him.

Yuan Zhisheng frowned with some headaches, the phantom in front of him overlapped with the face of the old man in front of him.

Mr. Masamune, whom he respected, has turned into a ferocious and terrifying ghost, with golden golden eyes staring at him like a ferocious beast.

Although Inuyama Masataka's speech spirit has the ability to cause hallucinations, it should not affect him as Amaterasu.After all, all negative influences will be burned by Amaterasu's life...

And obviously Inuyama Masataka is dead... It shouldn't have so much influence on him.

He looked at Tachibana Masamune's old face and straight waist, and thought of this man who taught him how to fight a knife many years ago.Just such a kind and respectable old man, he just adopted severe measures now to attack the fierce ghosts, and the purpose of all this is for their future.

If they wanted to cut off the curse they were born with, they had to make such a cruel decision.

This is the day Tachibana Masamune has been looking forward to, right?A knife that has been forged for decades, Yuan Zhisheng couldn't bear to find that he was so alone when it came out of the sheath, and there was no famous knife roaring with it.

Yuanzhi got up abruptly, shook his head without a trace, as if he wanted to dispel the terrifying hallucinations in his mind, then passed by Tachibana Masamune, picked up the pen soaked in thick ink and laid it on the left side Draw a heavy stroke on the screen!Then he dropped the pen and left without looking back, leaving behind a faint exclamation from the hall.

Patriarch Uesugi also got up in a hurry, but she was a little dazed after she stood up. Looking at the back of Yuan Zhisheng leaving, she quickly picked up the phone and sent a message to her sister Meili.After getting an affirmative answer, he happily drew a stroke on the screen, then dragged his clogs and kicked and followed Yuan Zhisheng.When she stood up, she could be seen as an adult girl, with a slender body, but she pulled Yuan Zhisheng's sleeves and shook them gently, like a cute girl asking her brother to play with her.

When the Patriarchs were hesitating, the Gen family and the Uesugi family among the three surnames both announced their support for the Tachibana family, and the balance of war and tolerance would definitely be reversed.

Minamoto finally chose to side with Tachibana Masamune.

Anyway, he still has to support his old man.He couldn't hinder his own judgment because of such a little hallucination and those messy voices.

"Ah."

Kazama Liuli snorted coldly.

An angry gleam flashed in his eyes involuntarily.

Merlin was not at all interested in Xiaolongren's messy affairs, and lazily picked up the game controller in his hand, thinking about whether to continue the game with Erika later.

Sure enough, his family's Erika is the cutest in the world.Staying in that smoky Sheqi Bajia is simply too wronged, no one there treats her sincerely except for Yuan Zhisheng, they just treat her as a war machine.

Little did they know that she was also an innocent girl.All she really wanted was someone to play with her.

Hmm... Thinking of this, I really hate that Tachibana Masamune even more.

Merlin really wanted to strike that old dog with a flash of lightning, don't think he didn't know what kind of purpose that guy had.

...But then he is still somewhat useful in the script, and he is an indispensable and important actor, so he can't move for the time being.

Merlin had no choice but to give up regretfully.

(End of this chapter)