Dragon Nation: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 77 [Word Spirit. Oracle]

"wrwryyyyyy!!!—————wryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!"

Tokyo Radio Tower, night, large observation deck.

The weird and ear-piercing bursts of laughter kept playing, it was the man's almost crazy roar, it was the last carnival on the eve of victory!

At this time, what appeared in front of the king was the scene he had dreamed of.

Yuanzhi girl Yuanzhisheng's eyes are dull, the emperor-level hybrid with the most noble blood in the hybrid world, but at this moment, all of them are like puppets in front of her.

Of course, this is at best a sideshow.

Wang Jiang has already completed the layout of the two brothers a long time ago. The Genji brothers have been his puppets from the beginning, and there is nothing to be proud of even if they control them.

The blood of the king's body is shallow, and cannot be compared with these emperor-level hybrids, but he is proud of his own dragon king's heart and the wisdom of playing with two people.

He never put the Genji brothers, or even the entire Japanese mixed race, in his eyes.

What really made him so ecstatic was the girl who fell face to the ground with her eyes closed and tears flowing from them, as if she was in a nightmare.

Fujimaru Tachika, the hybrid who made the king feel the complete fiasco and pain for the first time.

Regardless of the purity of the dragon's blood or his tactical talent, the girl completely defeated him.

But, but.
"wryyyyyyyyy!!!!!!————"

Deadpool and King General under the mask of Gongqing. [Existence X] Unlike the commonly used King General puppet, it does not have a vocal organ similar to the human body, so it cannot speak normal human language.

But this is actually not a big deal, because even if [Existence X] is here, he will only scream like this.

That was pure ecstasy!
Deadpool trembled at a very high frequency, and the Gongqing mask was like a distorted clown mask, looking at his raised hands, where the sharp metal blade reflected the light from a distance, so dazzling.

He began to step, like tango, like ballet, spinning and jumping, almost crazy and absurd.

at last
Everyone in the way disappeared
No, hold back!Can't laugh yet, but... the guys in the way are all gone.

Bondarev's pawn has fallen, and this defeat will strengthen my rule.Next, whether it is the Sheqi Bajia or the Mengguizhong, others will completely trust me no matter what. According to this situation, it will only be a matter of time before the remains of King Bai are found.
—Only I can do it!
Can anyone else do it?
Can you do this step! !
Then, can we continue?

Yes, the only one who can become king is me! ! !

The king was almost enjoying the joy in his heart, screaming with all his strength—————

I will become the god of the new world! ! ! ! ! ! ——

"wryyyy!! Cough cough cough—"

Suddenly, the king's yelling stopped halfway, and the dead waiter wearing the mask of the prince stroked his throat, only to find that there was a small hole inserted by the blade, and thick blood was gushing out at the moment.

Ah. It's the woman from the executive bureau.
At the moment before Fujimaru Tachika fell into a coma, Yabuki Sakura once discovered the existence of the dead servant King General because she had no brains to believe in Tachika's judgment, and the large observation deck was the battlefield where she fought against Kazama Ruri. The weapon was thrown out, and the blow went to the place of death, piercing Deadpool's neck.

But it is a pity that Yabuki Sakura is still too weak as a hybrid, and at the same time, the toxin on the blade is not enough to kill this modified dragon-shaped Deadpool, so it did not prevent all this from happening.

At this time, the dead waiter puppet wearing the mask of a public servant, hereinafter referred to as the dead waiter king, will slowly turn his gaze to the woman named Yabuki Sakura, only to find that she is trying to take away Fujimaru Tachika who collapsed on the ground, but Yabuki Sakura's right hand was strained in the previous battle with Kazama Ruri, and her body lost so much blood that she could hardly walk.

But even so, the girl was still stubborn enough to try to grab Fujimaru Tachika's sleeve with her left hand, trying to drag it away.Her blood also flowed from her body to the ground, sticking together with the dust, forming a disgusting pattern.

Embarrassed, ugly.

General Wang tilted his head, made such an evaluation of the scene in front of him, and immediately controlled the Deadpool puppet to walk towards him slowly.

He is very interested in bullying the weak and obsessed with mocking the loser, but it is not intended to do this, just as a cautious villain, intending to make up the knife to make Fujimaru Tachika completely dead, and by the way, he remembered Yabuki Sakura There is still enough evidence in hand to prove Tachibana Masamune's identity as a traitor.

Although it seems that there is no need to destroy it now, as evidence of his own failure, General Wang has an impatient desire to destroy it.

Yabuki Sakura's consciousness was almost blurred, and it was only when General Wang stood a few meters in front of her that she barely noticed the opponent's existence.Her slightly blue eyes were so empty that they looked at Wang Jiang, and even the golden pupils couldn't light up.

The dry lips trembled slightly, and only the intact arm was lifted up, but the strength of Yan Ling couldn't even hold up the blade as thin as a cicada's wing.

She gritted her teeth and threw the black box containing the evidence in the opposite direction.

Deadpool King will subconsciously focus on the intercom in mid-air, while Yabuki Sakura bursts out with the last bit of energy she gained after resting beside her——

She didn't run away, but jumped up like a black butterfly, and the shadow covered the sky above the general.

In her hands were the pair of knives she had snatched from Yuan Zhisheng of Lost God at some point. They were alchemy weapons capable of killing gods, and now they were used to cut off the heads of evil spirits!

Yabuki Sakura thought to herself, as long as this deadpool king is killed, the snake-shaped deadpool and the dragon-shaped deadpool will go berserk. If they are lured away with Kazama Ruri's blood as bait, then Fujimaru Tachika and Yuan Zhisheng was saved.

She did it without hesitation, as if she had rehearsed it thousands of times.

The killer's instinct had already been engraved deep in the girl's soul, the light of the knife she stabbed was like a gust of wind and thunder, and the moment it fell, someone's head would definitely fall to the ground.

But the light of the knife was easily shattered by the metal blade that the king raised casually.

Although this manipulative dragon-shaped deadpool is no more than the previous Wangjiang puppet, it still has a deeper mutation than the average dragon-shaped deadpool. Even if the hard forelimbs collide with the alchemy weapon head-on, they are not immediately damaged.

And Yabuki Sakura's strength is not as strong as Yuan Zhisheng, the king will have no pressure at all.

Not only that, it also directly grabbed Yabuki Sakura's only intact arm, and the knife fell to the ground in an instant and made a soft noise, and the king seemed to crush it into the bones of his hand just like that.

But the moment he held it, he was terrified. The moment he clenched it tightly, the girl turned around without hesitation, and was squeezed into the arms of the dragon-shaped Deadpool.

She took the initiative to break her arm.

All left and right hands were destroyed, that should have been a reckless move.But the king saw Yabuki Sakura biting the famous sword called Spider Kiri with her teeth in that brief moment, drawing a cold white arc with the knife without paying any attention to the injury of her arm.

Wang Jiang is a double-sided agent. He once knew Yabuki Sakura from the perspective of Saki Hachika, and he also knew the girl in the eyes of the ghosts.

A half-breed picked up from the Afghan battlefield, a defective product, a cold-blooded woman who has no talent other than killing people.

Although capable and flexible, he is an accessory of Fujimaru Tachika after all.

He has always defined Yabuki Sakura in this way, but at this extremely critical moment, he was turned over by the girl.

The girl with a cold face, she should have been wearing a dark black tights in the neon-filled Tokyo high-rises, killing the enemy gracefully like a civet cat, just like her glamorous image.

But now, her eyes are bloodshot and extremely red, and her slender arms are folded into distorted shapes. The small cherry mouth that should have been holding red wine is now tightly biting the handle of the knife, as if going crazy and trying to send the knife into the enemy. throat.

Wang Jiang couldn't dodge in time, the knife went straight into Deadpool's neck, cutting open the flesh and blood, the originally small wound was bleeding profusely at this moment, Wang Jiang held down the blade at the critical moment.

He was so embarrassed that he used Deadpool's forelegs. Some of Deadpool's muscles began to ooze blood because he forcibly held the spider's blade. Fell to the ground.

Damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn! ! ! ! !
The girl's body was full of humble blood, but she suddenly poured this basin of cold water on herself at this moment of great joy.

Sure enough, the people who have a relationship with Fujimaru Tachika are so disgusting.

The fire in Wang Jiang's heart was almost burning out the heavy rain in Tokyo. He grabbed Yabuki Sakura, ignored the fragile resistance and the screams of broken bones, just lifted her up, and walked towards the broken window of the large observation deck.

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The glass slag under the feet of the dragon-shaped Deadpool was crushed, and the gravel became dust.

Outside the shattered window was a high sky where no point of impact could be seen.

Like a solitary boat in a storm, Yabuki Sakura hangs in mid-air, the strong wind blowing through the tall buildings makes her long hair dance like blooming flowers, and the torrential rain washes away the blood stains, and some of the ends of her hair stick to her On the side of the face, the tall figure looks so thin and barren against the dragon-shaped Deadpool who looks like a giant, as if it will be broken with a little force.

Outside, countless dragon-shaped deadpools were screaming and carnivaling, as if celebrating this feast of flesh and blood.

Underneath, there is a ground that is more than [-] meters high.

Yabuki Sakura knew it clearly, but her eyes did not look at the earth or Deadpool, her golden pupils had dried up, and her red eyes were fixed on the orange-haired girl who fell to the ground behind the king.

What a pity, the general thought.

Whether it's the fact that the dragon-shaped Deadpool can't speak, or the fact that Fujimaru Tachika has been unable to wake up from the nightmare.
I wanted you to die in front of her.

The king's vision seemed to see the future first. The girl's body began to fall the moment it lost its support. The dead servant king looked down at the broken girl like a piece of rag, and fell down like a kite with a broken string. Nothing happened.

He thought to himself, maybe this is the feeling of sorrow when a rabbit dies and a fox dies.

For decades, no one who could threaten the king has ever appeared.

Everyone is so stupid, so stupid, so persistent, so stubborn, so inflexible, so dull
While enjoying the sense of superiority, he was also devoured by the unimaginable sorrow of blood.

It suddenly occurred to him that he might really have mistaken the result and process as Fujimaru Tatsuka said.

He wants to become a king, but can he really obtain eternal joy in the position of Dragon King?
Just for that momentary happiness, how much did I give up?

He was stunned and at the same time couldn't help but feel shame and anger.

Because it seemed that he was really scolded by that girl, and he started to think about such things.

But it doesn't matter.
Won, already won.

I am the final winner! ! !
The king sighed with regret, and screamed like a lunatic, and immediately let go.
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Why. Can't let go?

It was panic without warning, and Wang Jiang was suddenly overwhelmed by this emotion, because he found that the dead servant's control had left him!
No, the consciousness is still connected, it's not that Deadpool has left him, but he is under control but unable to move.

Wang Jiang looked at the blurred scenery in front of him from the perspective of a puppet, and the sharp metal blade in front of him, the outer limbs that cut iron like mud, were trembling at a restrained frequency at this moment.

Trembling, that is the most fundamental and direct reaction of living things.

Fear, when a creature screams wildly in order to survive, the sympathetic nerve, as an autonomic nerve co-regulated with the parasympathetic nerve, will naturally cause muscle tremors, pupil dilation, myocardial contractility, and skeletal muscle vasodilation, thereby improving physical fitness. ability to respond.

It's all about surviving.

Deadpool's body is no exception. Except for dragons, which are almost equal to fantasy species, all mortal creatures have an instinct called fear.

What is he afraid of?
There is no need to doubt at all.

clack clack clack———

General Wang's thoughts froze at this moment, because his brain was then shrouded in blur and blankness.

Blank is a momentary pause, like the momentary emptiness that flashes after the computer is forcibly shut down, and then the low frame rate picture starts to play, which is blurred colors, black, red, white dragging out a long tail, simple and The bleak tone began to swirl in front of him like a vortex, and he was a sea fish ravaged in the vortex.

swirl?

King Deadpool will suddenly realize that he is really spinning.

But not the body, but the head.

Click.

Deadpool King "slid" his head down because he lost his support, and there were broken glass scattered on the ground. He saw his neck from inside, where the muscle tissue that should have been hard was now as soft as plasticine to the touch, and There are also deep entry lines.

——At that moment just now, his brain was connected to the spine and turned clockwise about dozens of times.

who is it?
That is simply a stupid question that does not require thinking.

In the shattered mirror, Wang Jiang Deadpool looked to the side along his neck, and there was a girl standing there.

The crimson coat on the girl was tattered, like an old style found in a trash can on the streets of New York. The loose clothes swayed slightly under the wind blowing from the tall buildings, while the girl lowered her head,
One hand stretched forward to grab Miss Sakura's collar to support it, and the other hand pressed against the side of his neck, and the originally shiny orange-red hair was covered downwards, covering the girl's eyes.

But that doesn't make sense.

In this dead space filled with night, no creature can ignore the color that almost covers everything.

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In the Nightmare Tapir, it seems that the abandoned holes are still leaking out the sludge, but the whole sea seems to be burned by the black flames and boils. It is obviously a silent space and lifeless despair, but it seems to be reversed. Fear engulfs.

They are afraid.
Hei Ni trembled so much that he wanted to leave the girl's side, fled around like a frightened bird, but struggled in mid-air as if being held by a transparent hand.The black mud spit out the wrapped girl again, and Fujimaru Tateka stood up, but the originally fluid ocean was like walking on flat ground for her.

For no reason, the conversation between the girl and Yuan Zhisheng echoed in my mind
——[The awakening of the golden pupil varies from person to person, there are probably several ways, natural awakening, someone chanting the dragon text to resonate, or]

[Strong mental stimulation. 】

The moment she opened her eyes, the world came into color.

It was as if lava was flowing inside, and the fiery high temperature was about to melt and sublimate the whole world. The breathtaking red gold contained a world-shattering coercion and an emperor-like majesty.

It was pure gold.

She flicked her lips again. It was an ancient language that had been lost long ago. It had a completely unrecognizable grammatical structure, but it had an unusual beauty of rhyme.The space where no sound came out was swept by vibrations like a violent storm!

The heavy pressure swept everything around, the black mud began to crumble and collapse, and even turned from fluid to fly ash, time began to slow down, and the black rainwater dripping from the sky was stagnated in mid-air, as if everything was still.

Pure gold enveloped the nightmare world, and no one knew what words the girl's mouth was saying at the moment.

But the dead servant king general in reality, he can clearly understand the true body of the speech spirit.

It wasn't because of Wang Jiang's profound knowledge, but because of the pure dragon culture, which ruthlessly ravaged all those who looked at the girl.

It was the wrath of the king, the power of the king.

The absolute concept turns into words that everyone understands and must understand at the moment of singing, and even makes people hallucinate an ancient picture scroll covered with ocher red and indigo blue, engraved on the ancient limestone wall.

The ferocious and gorgeous wall was illuminated, as if a long scroll of history was unfolding in front of the king.Ancient creatures with snake tails formed a sacrificial team that could not be seen at a glance. Some held high torches, some held long staffs, and some rode dragons with wings on their backs. The sacrificial team danced around a huge cave, in which lay a huge bones.

The artist used molten real gold to paint the dead bone, whose left eye is the sun and the right eye is the moon.

The moment he looked into those eyes, time seemed to flow in the opposite direction.

He saw the sacrificed people turned into blood stains, the burning fire was extinguished by the wind, and thousands of mountains and rivers were covered with a layer of muddy ice.

The pure white king raised its giant head above the ice field, dragons and snakes fled in the vast sea, majestic cities stood on the ground, vertical and horizontal roads crossed the sea, the white dragon lay on the top of the mountain, its wings were torn, and it hung down to the foot of the mountain .

The king's blood flowed down like magma, dyed the whole mountain red, melted the ice and snow, and rose into the sky with blood-colored water vapor, turning into dark red clouds and falling bright red rain.

The all-worldly anger, all-worldly violence, all-worldly death, and all-worldly bewitching all melt together under the painter's brush, and what finally appears is all-worldly sorrow.

That is the king who once held the supreme authority of the world.

All peoples submit, that is the king ruled the world with absolute majesty and power, even enough to contend with the ultimate authority of the world.

——[Speaking Spirit. Oracle]

The king was so horrified that he almost wanted to scream, even his own body screamed. In the battle room of the Sheqi Bajia, this man who had always been as calm as steel ignored the panic of the people around him, and uttered a shrill cry like a baby crying. yelling.

No one knows the true effect of the words and oracles.

Even the blood of the White Emperor's direct lineage only knows that the reason why the Japanese mixed blood can possibly break the bloodstain boundary is not received by the Black King's words. make.

But people still can't understand the composition of the word spirit itself and its specific function.

Wang Jiang once thought about this problem in his spare time. He was a man who stood at the top of the mixed-race race. From his point of view, the white king is the king who has mastered the spiritual elements, and [Speaking Spirit. Oracle] can almost Call it the foundation of the king.

That is probably similar to [Yanling.Emperor].It will cause an absolute spiritual shock to the conjoining dragons and hybrids in the field.

It can be seen as the call of the bloodline, and it can also be seen as the extremely magnified "Dragon Might", which can completely suppress the opponent with its majesty alone.

Legend has it that in the ancient times, Nidhogg's domain was so large that it could cover the whole of Europe and even parts of Asia. With his low growl on the throne, the mighty power of his words swept across the European continent and the Ural Mountains. Wherever he went, the dragon clan The blood descendants bowed in the direction of the throne from afar.

Wang Jiang has always believed that [Yanling. Oracle] will have a similar effect, and it is the coercion exerted by Bai Wang, one of the two kings, ruling the people.

But at this moment, he realized that he was wrong.

The gold is in full bloom, and the spirit of words surrounds the midair like a song, and countless crimson particles gushes out from the back of Fujimaru Tateka's hand, whistling in the midair almost in a frenzied manner, passing through the entire observatory in the blink of an eye, passing through the steel, Piercing through the rock——the red-golden beam of light raged like Yamata no Orochi and stretched towards the sky, covering almost the entire Tokyo Tower!

She raised her hand, like a king asking all sentient beings to kiss the back of her hand, but the countless torrents of light turned into a monstrous tsunami and engulfed the world.

First, the nearest Yuanzhisheng, then Kazama Ruri, and finally connected to the king and Yabuki Sakura in his hands, and this is not the end, the red and shiny torrent like gilt is like the embodiment of the elements in the air What a transformation, link all the visible Deadpools in the field of vision together!
At the same time, the light on the girl's arm finally faded.

Instead, there are crimson lines.

Three runes of different shapes seemed to be branded on the surface of the skin, but the king knew that they were not decorative symbols, but a proof that the girl surpassed the world with the posture of a king!

At the moment of linking, Wang Jiang instinctively felt the suffocation and fear of his heart being clenched in fists.

and that's not an illusion
The spiritual element is the fifth largest element and the most mysterious element, its concept is——

"I order you in the name of Command Seal—"

The girl's golden eyes looked at the surprise that flashed behind her hand for a moment, then looked back at the general, and immediately said with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Surrender yourself, General."

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ps: It's not the command spell originally set in fgo, it's just that [Yan Ling Oracle] itself was distorted by the girl's too huge spiritual element influence and presented a state familiar to Fujimaru Tachika, and she just called it that.

(End of this chapter)