Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

Chapter 390 378 Longxu Shiliji

Chapter 390 378. Dragon. Suserihime
The coffins were forged not with the hard titanium alloy material commonly used by the academy, but with bronze, a relatively backward material that is widely used in the field of alchemy.

In front of the huge snake head as big as a Maybach, all the coffins were swept into the bloody mouth that was opened to the maximum of 180 degrees along with the rolling torrent.

The dragon's sharp teeth were like spears, closing like the gates of a reservoir dam. The deafening sound of bronze being squeezed, deformed, and crushed roared from the surging well water, stinging people's teeth.

At a certain moment just now, the long neck of the big snake even stretched out from the top of the red well and passed by Lu Mingfei, who was standing on the beam with a knife in his hand and a cigarette in his mouth.

At that moment, it was like standing on top of the world with his arms outstretched. The strong wind at an altitude of 9,000 meters wrapped in thick, fishy rain was about to completely drown him.

Everyone saw this devilish thing. Purple-white lightning flashed across the sky amidst its violent and shrill roar. Lu Mingfei's face was illuminated palely. His long and thick shadow fell into the Red Well with a rushing wind like a train passing by him, causing a roaring wave that hit the walls.

Lu Mingfei looked down at the turbulent water surface with an expressionless face. Two huge and bright orange lights were facing him from afar under the water.

In the trance-like gaze, he only felt that he saw the dead Samson, huge and majestic, the ancient dragon as the forerunner of the king.

At that time, there was also a pair of huge golden eyes that were dazzling and awe-inspiring, and such a huge body.

The red-gold vertical pupils were cold and majestic, and the eternal hatred and anger almost turned into substance to devour the world.

This was a dangerous opponent, but it did not bring Lu Mingfei a sense of crisis that made even his soul tremble.

On the contrary, the giant snake covered with blue-black scales coiled under the water of the Red Well, with its long neck retracted, which is the movement of snakes when they are on alert. The ghost tooth vipers surrounding it illuminated the whole appearance of this thing like the starlight in the wilderness.

It is difficult to tell whether the being before them was a god, a dragon, or some genetically mutated super alien?

It was a huge monster with a body diameter close to that of a cement tanker. Perhaps because it had been living in the underground river water of the Akagi River and did not need a huge abdomen to support its terrifying weight, it looked slender, with a snake-like body coiled around it, and its steel-like scales covered with slippery mucus.

With the faint light emitted by the ghost-toothed viper, Lu Mingfei saw that the dragon scales on the giant snake were being tightened one by one from head to tail. Huge amounts of bubbles rose from the bottom of the scales and shattered with a slight sound in the scarlet well water.

"Is this... Yamata no Orochi?"

In the legend of the Snake Eight Clan, Susanoo, one of the three ancient priests, was bewitched by the Holy Relics, and after merging with the Holy Relics, he turned into a dragon and became the newborn White King Yamata-no-Orochi. The other two priests, Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi, simulated the Ultimate Word Spirit, Guixu and Word Spirit, Shiva Karma, and used Takama-ga-hara as Susanoo's coffin, sinking the ancient city and the resurrected White King to the bottom of the ocean.

But even though Lu Mingfei had never witnessed the majesty of the Yamata no Orochi roaring at the world in another world, he knew that the so-called Yamata no Orochi should have more than one head, and the color of its scales should not be the blue-black color of cast iron.

Colors have special meanings in dragon civilization, and the scales of the kings are of different colors.

Only Nidhogg, the supreme being with the greatest virtue and power, possesses truly pure black scales, while the scales of the White King should be as white as the snow-capped mountains.

What's in front of me...

It doesn't look like Yamata no Orochi.

It is more like a dragon servant guarding the royal tomb like Samson.

"Her name in mythology is Suserihime. Brother, you are so lucky to have found the goddess who was lost in the reed plains." Everything around seemed to have become silent at some point, and someone spoke loudly beside Lu Mingfei.

It seemed as if a biting cold wind immediately passed through Lu Mingfei's mind, and all his calmness and composure were shattered.

The devil's at your door, how dare you not pay full attention?

The boy in the black suit bathed in the heavy rain with him, standing quietly on the beam above the red well.

The wind lifted up Lu Mingze's clothes, and the ghost-toothed vipers gathered into a group, emitting a faint blue light from top to bottom, immersing his facial features and face.

Time has stood still, a force that changes the rules and shouldn't even exist in the real world.

Illuminated by the bright beams of light cast by the xenon lamps of the helicopters in the sky and the flaming headlights of the surrounding vans, the raindrops that looked like crystals hovered in the air, shattering the rain curtain. The ravens circling at low altitude crisscrossed each other, their dark golden pupils like will-o'-the-wisp lights.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and stared at the scene in the red well, as if he was staring at the gate of hell that occasionally opened a corner.

The deep water, red as blood, was slightly transparent with huge white foam, and a huge dragon was hovering under the water like an ancient stone sculpture.

When she stopped moving, Lu Mingfei could see clearly that she was indeed a dragon and not a snake.

Behind that thing was a pair of huge membranous wings that retracted along the spine. The wing bones were sharp, and countless viperfish hid in the folds of the membranous wings.

On the huge snake's head grew six twisted long horns that pointed out in different directions, like a tangled growth of steel thorns, ferocious yet beautiful.

"So it's not the Yamata no Orochi, but a female dragon?" Lu Mingfei murmured, "But the Seven Deadly Sins are excited. Only when facing the real Dragon King will all the swords awaken at the same time."

"In Japanese mythology, Suserihime is the daughter of Susanoo and the mistress of Awahara China." Lu Mingze said, "In Japanese mythology, her husband is the god Okuninushi, but in the dragon civilization, they are a very small number of second-generation species that were born... Okuninushi was executed many years ago, but Suserihime survived and returned to her beloved father's command when she encountered the Yamata no Orochi in the Red Demon River. The Seven Deadly Sins will be excited because Suserihime is just... the forerunner of the king."

Lu Mingfei knew the meaning of the phrase "pioneer for the king" and felt a slight chill in his heart.

What made him feel even more chilled was that Lu Mingze used the term "the next generation that was born" when talking about Suserihime and Susanoo.

Lu Mingfei had heard about the origin of the second generation of species from his junior sister, but he had not discussed it in depth. He only knew that when the Black King Nidhogg created the four monarchs, he added some genetic restrictions to the first generation of species, and Xia Mi and others actually had no ability to reproduce. Having said that, Lu Mingfei could frankly admit that the reason why he never took any safety measures when he was with Xia Mi was because of this.

In short, Lu Mingze's just one sentence caused a huge wave in Lu Mingfei's heart.

Dragons that can give birth to second-generation species must be first-generation species. This means that although the Yamata-no-Orochi, which was transformed from Susanoo after being parasitized by the Holy Corpse, was not created by the Black King, it is also a genuine first-generation species and a true Dragon King.

What is truly shocking is that the Yamata no Orochi can give birth to offspring naturally. Does this mean that in the countless underground rivers and caves crisscrossing beneath Japan, there is actually a sleeping army of dragons that can subvert the entire world?
“Even if the second-generation species gives birth to the third generation, the time and energy consumed are resources that are unimaginable in terms of human life. After Susanoo degenerated into the Yamata-no-Orochi, he was soon re-sealed by Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi. So, brother, you don’t need to worry about encountering dozens or hundreds of second-generation species here.” Lu Mingze was like a worm in Lu Mingfei’s stomach. He shrugged and told him what he was worried about.

"If that's the case, then why are you still here? If you have something to say, come and report it. If not, leave the court. Don't delay me from leveling up and saving the world." Lu Mingfei put down the seven deadly sins and jumped on the beam to stretch his muscles. He first did chest expansion exercises, then stretching exercises. He was very active and out of touch with his solemn and powerful image in the eyes of outsiders. "You don't understand what I mean. Dragons and humans are similar multicellular higher organisms. The reproductive instinct of organisms is always based on the premise of gene exchange."

Lu Mingfei was suddenly stunned.

He looked at the little devil, and beneath his wet hair were a pair of frightened eyes.

When Lu Mingfei was in high school, he studied biology quite well and knew the concept of gene exchange.

"Even if the Yamata no Orochi overcame the fact that he was actually a strange dragon transformed from a male creature and had the ability to give birth to offspring, there must have been an individual in nature who could mate with him and whose genes were strong enough for Suserihime to be born into this world." Lu Mingze said, "In nature, males are usually stronger than females. There is no doubt that the White King died in the ancient Age of Gods. The two subsequent White Kings were Izanagi and Susanoo. Male creatures of the same rank cannot give birth to offspring. One of them must have been held hostage..."

"Do dragons have the ability to change their own physiological structure?" Lu Mingfei asked in a low voice.

This is still an unresolved question in the academic community of Kassel College. Even if Lu Mingfei maxed out his GPA, he would not be able to learn the relevant knowledge from the textbooks.

"Some can, some can't. The four monarchs usually have fixed genders, but some very special individuals can change their gender." Lu Mingze said, "For example, the elders who helped the Black King manage this huge territory during the era of co-rule by the kings."

What a cruel, bloody and perverted tribe. However, he heaved a sigh of relief when he thought of his junior sister Lu Mingfei, whose beauty was comparable to that of a fairy.

Fortunately, the four monarchs were deprived of this ability, otherwise President Lu would have some psychological trauma at this moment...

Lu Mingfei recalled that Jude Mai had just said that she had followed Inuyama He to the edge of a Nibelung some time ago, and it seemed that in order to suppress the expansion of that Nibelung, the Inuyama family had invested more than twenty lives there.

He looked up and saw a sea of ​​clouds extending from the direction of Tokyo. In the clouds were purple and white lightning that twisted like dragons and snakes, and a rain curtain that was frozen like a mountain range and stretched across his eyes.

"So in fact, there is more than one holy remains left by the White King so far, right?" Lu Mingfei said softly.

"Bingo!"

"Why are you telling me now?"

"Hey, brother, what do you think I am? An omniscient and omnipotent God?" Lu Mingze sighed and spread his hands helplessly, "I am a devil, and being omniscient and omnipotent is not fun."

He probably saw that Lu Mingfei was not in the mood to joke, so he reached out and touched the man's cheek.

The devil's body temperature is indeed lower than that of humans. Lu Mingfei felt like he was being caressed by a piece of ice.

"I only realized this possibility some time ago. Mai found the altar guarded by Takamagahara in the depths of the Abyss. The Lenin is located on it. That altar is where Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi and Susanoo sealed Izanagi many years ago. Logically, the bones of the second White King should be placed there for ten thousand years, but the altar is empty." Lu Mingze whispered.
"The spy that old man Ange left in the Snake Eighth Family, the man named Inuyama He, should have discovered something as well, but he didn't trust the other family heads, especially Tachibana Masamune, so he had been investigating in secret. Surprisingly, this guy actually found the door to the Night Food Plain..."

"Is the name of that Nibelungen the Night Food Field?"

"Yes, it is the Kingdom of the Dead that the real White King once ruled. It is a relic of the Age of Gods that predates the Age of the Kings. Logically, since the White King is dead, it should have collapsed. But the world that Inuyama Ka saw in the shrine... is so real that it is terrifying."

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, right?" Lu Mingfei suddenly said. He turned his head to look at the boy next to him and looked the little devil up and down.

Lu Mingze was actually a little shy for a moment, with a hint of embarrassment on his cute, chubby face.

"This is not my territory..."

"Have you fully recovered from the damage caused by Kungunir?"

"Yeah, thank you for your concern, brother. That kind of thing can't hurt me!" Lu Mingze nodded vigorously.

Lu Mingfei nodded and reached out to rub the little devil's head.

"You are lying to me, Lu Mingze." Lu Mingfei said.

The expression on the little devil's face gradually froze. He raised his head and looked at Lu Mingfei expressionlessly.

"Your hands are too cold. It's not like we haven't had physical contact before. You always manage to keep your body temperature close to mine, even if it's just an illusion."

"When did you know that?"

"What, hallucination?" Lu Mingfei smiled. "If there really is some ability in the world that can stop time, then why don't you chop off the head of that old dog Herzog directly during the stopped time?"

"In fact, you have always been very weak, and it wasn't all Kungunir that hurt you." Lu Mingfei said, "That time, I saw that your whole body looked like ceramic that was about to crack. You didn't even induce me to trade my life, but just let me run, run for my life."

Lu Mingze stared into Lu Mingfei's eyes, his expression solemn, then suddenly smiled.

"Forget it, brother. Just be careful. Who knows where the second big snake will hide...Besides, you will always make a deal with me. I'm waiting." He waved his hand, and heavy rain fell in the wind, and a beam of light shone towards the center of the Red Well.

The silvery-white liquid flowed out from between the ancient dragon's teeth, and the mercury in the coffin was being discharged from Suserihime's bloody mouth.

But when mercury fell into the crimson water, it was immediately like sulfuric acid dropped into clear water, and the dragon blood subspecies underwater began to boil.

The hoarse roar collided with the walls, as if the gate of hell was slowly opening in front of Lu Mingfei.

He slowly drew his sword, and the cold blade light and sharp arc tore through the rain curtain.

The blade points directly to the bottom of the well.

"God is still behind us. Let's use mercury tanks and artillery to clear the area first." He said loudly.

(End of this chapter)

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