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Chapter 325. The Fall of the Gods (325)

Uesugi Koshi double-wields Juyi Monmonzong and Sankazukizong. These two Japanese swords have simple patterns on their bodies. They are Tang Heng swords cast by the Japanese in imitation of the shape of Tang Dynasty weapons. From the moment they were born, their goal was to go to the battlefield.Generally speaking, soldiers need to hold Tang Hengdao with both hands in battle, because its weight and length are not easy for ordinary people to grasp, but when Uesugi Yue lifts it up, he can wield it very easily.

There are dozens of such knives in the travel bag that Uesugi Yue brought. Yuan Zhisheng didn't know the origin of these knives, otherwise, as the current head of the family, he would definitely be speechless about what Uesugi Yue did.

When Uesugi left the family back then, in addition to stealing so many gold and silver treasures, he also ransacked the family's sword museum. He originally thought that selling a few ancient knives would lead to a good life, but buying and selling cultural relics is very troublesome, and he was afraid of being discovered by the family, so he had to keep it until today.Unexpectedly, these cultural relics will see blood again one day. If swords can only be placed in display racks, it is undoubtedly the most tragic fate for swords.

The blade drew a perfect arc, and the arc was red and shiny, looking more like the sun in 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 force, and the vegetation all fell in the direction of Uesugi Koshi.

Word Ling·Black Sun.

Uesugi Koshi stood in the center of the black sun, reciting ancient testimonies. The safe domain included himself and the Genji brothers, while outside the domain, the black sun slowly rotated, devouring the air at an astonishing speed and setting off a violent hurricane.

At this moment, the wind direction near the artificial island was changed by Uesugi Yue, and the building fragments and sea water were swept up by the strong wind. The thunder and lightning of Jianyu Leishen and the red lotus of karma intertwined and went to the black sun disk, which also rotated with those things.

But the power of the black sun also grew to the limit at this moment, the hurricane rolled up the group of corpse guards, they desperately grabbed everything around them, the wind still pulled them into the air forcefully, and the snake-shaped long tail floated towards the black sun.The corpse guards are very powerful, they can embed into the ground with just their fingers, but the power of the black sun is more domineering than them, the huge attraction and even the world tore the corpse guard's body, their upper body is still gripping the ground tightly, and the lower body has been lazily separated and flew towards the black sun.

Before getting close to the black sun, the high temperature had already ignited the body of the corpse guard, because the air was also sucked away by the black sun. In the absence of air to burn, there was no flame on the corpse guard. The pure high temperature made their bodies red and brittle, like burning carbon.

Both Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhinv were amazed at the power of Uesugi Koshi's words. If Karma and Jianyu Leishen are still mythical categories, able to deal with groups of enemies at the same time, then Black Sun is a tyrant who does not distinguish between the enemy and himself, and can directly wipe out an army.Within tens of meters of the three of them, everything, including the corpse guards, was dragged, destroyed, and burned by the black sun. The blazing wind and high temperature ignited everything. The corpse guards were bound to be unable to resist in the face of such a force, and the land under their feet gradually turned into scorched earth.

Uesugi stepped forward more confidently, swinging a knife to break the burning corpse into pieces, the fragments would be turned into white ashes when they touched the electric light and karmic fire on the edge of the black sun, and the immortal corpse had no resistance in the face of this crushing power.

Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhinv followed Uesugi as they moved forward, and Uesugi could only attack his front, while his back needed their protection. The thunder roared and the karma burst, and the black sun was lifted to burst into the depths of the corpse guards.Hundreds of corpse guards pounced on them, densely covering the shoals of the coast. From a distance, the three of them could not be seen at all. Only the black sun bloomed in front of Uesugi Koshi, depressing but pure fiery red light, even the night could not conceal its sharpness.

In fact, neither Yuan Zhisheng nor Yuan Zhinv had absolute confidence before coming here. It was only out of the family's sense of responsibility that they set foot on the battlefield to stop the corpse guard.But now everyone knows very well that the superimposed power of the three words spirits has surpassed anyone's imagination. There are no dead ends in the attack and defense, and there is no flaw.
"Get out, our Japan doesn't need you dead things!"

Uesugi Koshi's body was red, and his shriveled muscles were refilled. At this moment, his age seemed to regress by decades, and he returned to his most youthful youth. The fully activated dragon's blood made him rejuvenate like a miracle, to support the burning and fighting of the black sun.

He never felt that he, the retired emperor, had any responsibilities to bear. The family was a scam to him, a bunch of bastards, a drag, and he didn't owe the people there anything.At this moment, he was only fighting for himself, because he was no longer the shadow king of the Sheqi Bajia, but a father. In the heart of any father, he hoped that he would be so awesome in front of his children.

Yuan Zhisheng kicked away the corpse guard who was sneaking up, and took time to look at Uesugi Yue's back. He had already shown signs of decline, and the arc of swinging the knife was not so fast or sharp, but Uesugi Yue still went forward, attracting the most attention for them, and the difference in blood between the two sides was fully exposed.

It turned out that this ramen master was really his father, and he didn't seem to have any dignity at all, even compared to Tachibana Masamune when he was in charge of the family, and even that face was a bit wretched.But now the blood of the enemy is drenched on his long knife, and the knife is getting faster and faster, and the smile is getting more and more bold, which makes Yuan Zhisheng feel what the real imperial power is...

It's not the majestic ruler of the world, but like a Tianzi sword with a sharp and restrained edge. Once it is unsheathed, it is a big hand that sweeps across the world and swallows mountains and rivers. The emperor would not even look at something as small as a group of corpses. His eyes are only the moonlight in the depths of the sea. It seems that he can even split the sea!

Yuanzhinv didn't sigh too much, because he didn't have such a thing as a father since he was a child, and his feeling for the word "father" was already very weak.He doesn't have a good relationship with Tachibana Masamune like Minamoto, who has a feeling of nurturing grace. Minamoto and Herzog are like hunters treating hounds. A pat is the biggest reward. The uneven distribution of meat may cause fights.

He just enjoyed the feeling of fighting side by side with his brother. Although he was no different from a girl when he was handsome, the blood flowing in his chest was always royal blood, even stronger than Yuan Zhisheng. He had a kind of obsessive appreciation for killing, just like a bomb maniac who doesn't necessarily like to hurt anyone, but just likes to watch the brilliant fire art at the moment of explosion.

This kind of battlefield where you don't need to care about anything and just cut is really suitable for Yuanzhinv. The corpse guards will not hurt or cry, and the screams and roars are just catharsis and unwillingness.The way he wields the knife has a unique sense of beauty, like a dancing girl in the palace of a king, the ribbon draped between her wrists is a sharp weapon for killing, while he is smiling sweetly, singing and dancing on the blood of the enemy.

No one can know what happened here. When the disaster happened, people either went to seek refuge or were pulled into the food of the night. The Japanese shadow kings sang the lamentation of the battlefield alone.

But there is no one else to come here except them. Behind us is Tokyo, the Tokyo of Japan, and the Tokyo of Saki Hachika. There have been many unhappiness and good fortunes there. In times of crisis, there is only responsibility to speak of. When the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, if the king does not stand up and swing his sword to break the floating clouds, who else can save the world?

The last generation of emperors from the Eight Snake Family gathered together and defended the last line of defense in Tokyo with their own bodies, and also left a safe exit for the returning heroes from the Night Food.

The helicopter exploded over the crater of Mount Fuji, and Herzog fell into the crater amidst smoke and flames.

After Bai Wang's transformation and his addition, it has now become a sea of ​​white mycelium, mixed with a large amount of chemical reagents and viscous dead lava, like a pot of Indian street stew, and the white bones that were eaten and wiped before can be seen faintly among the undulating waves, probably belonging to some fierce ghosts.

Tachibana Masamune’s words to Herzog were completely dispelled in the explosion. Herzog instinctively wanted to climb the rock wall to escape, but just as Tachibana Masamune thought, countless hyphae pierced Herzog’s dragon scales. These greedy things were like bone necrosis, sucking Herzog’s blood efficiently and powerfully.

This is the second time Herzog has felt real fear, the fear of death.The first time was in Black Swan Harbor, when the man put the bullet into his chest, he knew he had been cheated, any kind of anger would be useless, he was going to die, so he could only swallow those medicines full of resentment, so he evolved luckily, from an ordinary person to a half-dragon, half-human monster.

This is the second time he is facing death, and the same state of mind is staged again, but he is not so flustered. Herzog growled and tried to tear off the mycelia on his body. Every time he pulled out, it was like pulling out a steel needle from his own bone.

But in the end it was Herzog who won. He was different from the guys who were eaten. He was sober enough, his blood was high enough, he had strength and determination.

Successfully getting rid of the shackles of mycelium, Herzog did not choose to continue to escape from this damn place, but plunged into the water below.

He once told Tachibana Masamune that he had the weapon to kill the White King, but because he knew that they would have to duel next, he didn't say the whole thing.Tachibana Masamune relied on Yatakagami. He probably would not have thought that Herzog relied on Herzog himself. In terms of understanding dragons, even Kassel Academy was inferior to Herzog in many places. In remote Siberia, Herzog had a complete body of a dragon king for him to conduct various experiments.

The water quality is very thick, and the dead magma is like a jelly mixed with water. Coupled with a large amount of color reagents, the underwater becomes as pink and tender as a monster's esophagus, full of fleshy texture.But correspondingly, the mycelium here is not so much as it goes down, and the number visible to the naked eye is getting smaller and smaller. In the end, there are only a few of them left, but these few are extremely thick, like a towering giant tree, from which grow countless tiny mycelium that can spread all over the surrounding land.

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

He continued to dive down. The crater is about 200 meters deep, which is not difficult for a mixed race. After reaching a sufficient depth, Herzog saw more organs, and the surrounding rock walls were bloody and muscles pulsating. When he went down, he could see valves and closed mouths. The water quality was no longer a mixture of many things, but water mixed with a lot of blood.From those blood, Herzog can feel the dragon gene, which shows that he is getting closer to his goal.

From here, a large number of vein-like blood threads appear in the water body, and the other end is connected to the rock wall, and they are still growing, and they are slowly increasing visible to the naked eye.The White King seems to have merged with the entire Mount Fuji, and its powerful vitality can even erode the entire mountain. One can imagine what a terrifying scene it will be when it tries to stand up in the final stage. A huge life body as high as the mountain, even the Tsar Bomb cannot directly destroy such a large thing. Ultraman is probably not as good as a White King's fingernails.

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

It was really an eye, with vertical stripes, like a dragon's pupil.But there is nothing serious and ancient about this eye. Herzog only thinks that it is a child, a child who knows nothing, just like a newborn child opening his eyes to see the world for the first time, just curious and ignorant.If it could speak, the first sentence would be to ask Herzog who you are and what you are doing here.

Seeing those eight long tails, many people imagined King Bai as a terrifying monster like Yamata no Orochi.But Herzog is very clear that the historical Yamata no Orochi is just a deformed product of genetic evolution. The real White King has long since died, and she will not be the same when she reappears. Her appearance will only depend on what she obtains.

Now, in front of Herzog is the thing that has survived the White King's gene, that is, the jewel-shaped heart, the legendary holy skeleton of the Japanese mixed race.

(End of this chapter)