Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

"Has anyone ever told you that you are so stupid that you are a little pathetic?"

The king grabbed Minamoto no Chitose's hair, forcing the boy with dragon blood flowing in his body to look up at him. The face of the noble on the pale Noh mask was smiling slightly.

The disgusting parasite in Suserihime's heart had lost its vitality, and the holy remains that had been sought after by the demons for thousands of years were easily pierced through with a long sword by the boy who walked out of the mountains.

A huge electric arc hundreds of kilometers long flashed in the clouds, and the blazing white light illuminated the fear and determination on Yuan Zhinv's face.

The men in black in the gray-white snow curtain stopped clapping. They held hands and surrounded Yuan Zhinv and Wang Jiang in the middle. On each of their faces, two dim candles were slowly lighting up.

"You used so many conspiracies and tricks, like a maggot parasitizing in the shadows of the Eight Snake Families and the Fierce Ghosts, and spent a long life planning, but in the end you got nothing." Yuan Zhinv sneered.
"The Holy Relic is dead. There is no shortcut to the throne in this world. Everything you do is meaningless. Your life will be denied. When the dust settles, all the hybrids in the world will hunt you down. You may be able to kill me, but I will wait for you in hell."

"How could I kill you, my dear student? I want you to ascend the throne with me." The king lowered his head and gently stroked Yuan Zhinv's cheek. His movements were gentle but his fingers were rough, like an old man who was using force to force the girl to submit.

"No, it's impossible! The Holy Relic is dead! I killed it!" screamed Genji.

The king seemed to be appreciating the boy's dying struggle from a devil's perspective. The corners of his bright red lips on his pale mask were raised, and his smile was hideous and terrifying.

He released his hands that were grabbing Genji's hair and gently took the long sword with a cherry-red scabbard from the boy's hands.

With a puffing sound, bright red and dark green juices splashed out together and landed on General Wang's body, immediately making a sizzling sound as if the protein was being corroded.

Then, under the puzzled and horrified gaze of Minamoto no Chitose, the man who had disguised himself all his life reached his hand along the crack torn by the long sword and into Suserihime's heart.

"Watch carefully, my dear student. Until today, you still don't understand what kind of creature God is. It has been at the top of the food chain since the birth of life on this planet. It has tried every way of evolution you can imagine. Its inheritance and resurrection do not follow any known rules. It is the end of everything and the master of all things—"

A chilling scene was reflected in the black pupils of Yuan Zhinv. The withered palm held a pale spine in its hand. On both sides of the spine grew vertebrae with dense gaps like millipedes. Those vertebrae clearly did not have any nerve substances attached to them, but they were still struggling and waving in an incredible way.

"On the last day of the Age of Gods, the White Emperor bestowed upon Izanagi, the human who had intruded into this place, the Son of God, the Blood of God, and the Remains of God, in his own burial place." The king held the spine in front of his eyes and examined it carefully. The golden pupils under the eye sockets burned so vigorously, as if they were filled with molten lava.

"The Holy Blood made Izanagi the first true hybrid in the Japanese archipelago; the Holy Son allowed his descendants to have an emperor who crossed the critical blood limit and was even comparable to a pure-blooded dragon; and the Holy Bones allowed him to ascend the throne of the White King and wear the heavy crown... The so-called Holy Bones are, of course, the bones of a god. How could they be lowly parasites?"

There was still a look of fear on Yuan Zhinu's face, but his eyelids were drooping and his wrists were hidden in the shadows. They were covered with purple-black veins, spreading from his heart to his limbs like a group of black snakes.

Silently, the alchemical matrix that the Night Watchman had imprinted on the body of the Source Girl had begun to operate again, and his heart was also bursting the power of the evil spirit into his limbs and bones.

But suddenly, all of Fengjian Liuli's strength was taken away. The boy's face turned extremely pale, and the brilliant golden light that had begun to gather in his eyes faded away like the tide.

The noise of the whole world once again poured into his ears uncontrollably, stimulating his auditory nerves through the eardrums.

The sound of the clappers that could control the switching of the two personalities and even make Genji completely lose her power rang out from all directions. The moment it rang out, it completely overwhelmed the sound of the wind and snow in the mountains, as if the whole world was praising the great achievements of the king.

The cherry-red long sword returned to Yuan Zhinu's hand in an instant. The blade drew a cold arc, slapping away the snow and hail in the sky, and was almost about to cut off the king's throat again.

But this deadly weapon was stopped in front of General Wang, as if someone was holding the tip of the knife tightly, preventing it from moving forward even an inch!

Genjitsu's entire body began to tremble. He could no longer hold the long sword that had drunk the blood of countless demon slayers, and the blade fell to the ground with a clang.

A huge fear enveloped the boy. He slowly looked around and saw that the men in black were all wearing the same Noh masks, and on each mask was a nobleman with a slight smile.

He wanted to resist, but the strange rhythm of the bangzi sounded like the music played by the god of death, which could shatter a person's soul.

The source girl curled up, he roared, golden red flames flowed in his eyes, and the golden mandala in his pupils withered and bloomed, bloomed and withered again.

"Teacher Flamel is truly the greatest alchemist in the world. I will visit him in person after I ascend to the ultimate throne of the world." The king patted Yuan Zhinv's cheek.

He stretched out his hand holding the holy remains to the side, and immediately a man in black came with a cylindrical quartz capsule to hold the thing. Then ultra-low temperature liquid nitrogen was injected into the quartz capsule, and a thin layer of water vapor immediately rose from the surface of the transparent cabin.

Even in the ultra-low temperature liquid nitrogen that can inhibit most cells from performing physiological activities, the Holy Relic is still slowly waving its ribs, like an ancient alien insect that has been frozen in ice for thousands of years and finally awakens and begins to move its limbs.

"I am the evil spirit following behind you, my dear student... You should always look at your own shadow when you do anything."

The real king slowly retreated, and the black-clad men wearing Noh masks pressed forward, surrounding Minamoto no Chitose like hungry devils.

They stretched out their hands, which were as dry as old tree branches, but they did not intend to hurt Yuan Zhinv. Instead, they kept hitting the wooden clappers in their hands.

Yuan Zhinv was panting violently, her palms constantly changing into hard claws, and then the claws continued to degenerate into human palms.

He roared softly, looked around with his red-gold eyes, and a fierce and ferocious expression on his face.

Real beasts will appear silently behind their prey when launching an attack, and tear the prey to pieces with their sharp claws and teeth. Only lions and tigers that are forced into a desperate situation will show threatening expressions.

When faced with this clapper sound, no matter whether it was Genjiro or Kazama Ruri who were in control of this body, their power was completely suppressed. Or perhaps it was not their power that was suppressed but their courage.

Few people in the world dare to wield the knife against their true inner demons.

"This is impossible. How... did you do this—" Yuan Zhinv looked fiercely through the gap in the crowd at the man who was looking at the holy remains sealed in liquid nitrogen.

The alchemical matrix engraved on the Night Watcher's body is so powerful that it is the crystallization of all the alchemical knowledge of Mentor Flamel and the Gottingen family over thousands of years.

As long as Genji is willing, he can activate this alchemical matrix at any time and force Miyamoto Ryoha, who is almost half a world away from him, to recite the dragon text that can activate the Word Spirit. Ghost Victory.

When the advanced version of Oni-sho works on Genji, he is able to paralyze the auditory nerves in his brain before the sound of the clapper affects him.

When the real king appeared behind Yuan Zhinv, he immediately began to operate the alchemical matrix. The Word Spirit. Ghost Victory did have an effect on him, but the effect only lasted for a few minutes before fading away.

"Yes, yes, it's this expression!" The king rubbed his masked face against the translucent quartz capsule. The smiling nobleman stared at Yuan Zhinv through the mask. Although there was a dignified smile on the corner of his mouth, it made the boy shudder.

"Did I tell you that my companions and I belong to an organization called the Holy Palace Medical Society... Oh, yes, I remember, I did say that... It's like this, Hilbert Jean Ange also engraved the same alchemical matrix on his student Chu Zihang, and gave the child the Word of Time Zero. When a king tried to stop him, he was attacked by the child... But that alchemical matrix seems to be usable only on the edge of Nibelung. Once you go deep into the kingdom of the dead, all the power that does not belong to you will be gone!"

The crackling snow and hail hit the body of the source girl, which was gradually becoming hard like steel, and white mist rose up.

He stood up slowly, his cheeks were covered with bony spurs, and his eyes were burning with a red-gold light.

The sound of the clappers around him seemed to no longer affect him. "Coincidentally, there was a true supreme being among those ancient dark monarchs. He gave me the power to own my own kingdom of the dead. I used this power to build a huge Nibelungen under the Genji Heavy Industries of the Snake Eight Family, and used it to conduct human experiments on the snake-shaped deadpool." The king said faintly. He waved his hand, and the black-clad men surrounding the Genji girl silently retreated to the sides, making way for him.

The young boy in the Yunzhong Juejian Jihua costume staggered towards the king general, a hoarse roar came from his throat, there was no emotion in his golden pupils, but tears were streaming down his hard cheeks.

He looked around again, and lava seemed to flow in his lifeless pupils.

The boy's eyes passed through every corner, and all the men in black who were staring at him knelt down at the same time.

An aura of terror enveloped the Nibelungen land that descended silently. Snow and hail were the medium that formed this kingdom of the dead. The enormous majesty from the strongest ghost among all the fierce ghosts bent everyone's back.

It is unknown when a machine of unknown function has been placed next to General Wang. The machine is a structure created by two human medical cabins and messy pipes.

If Lu Mingfei were here, he would immediately recognize that this thing was the machine that Herzog used to exchange Eri's blood with his own blood many years ago.

It seems that no matter whose face is hidden behind the king's mask at this moment, he has completely given up the idea of ​​using Eri as the Holy Grail.

Perhaps the Source Girl, who had consumed a huge amount of evolutionary medicine over the years, was also an excellent Holy Grail. The Holy Relic had no choice but to pass on her genes through the boy's body.

"You do have the power to destroy everything, but I only need to use the Nibelung to cut off all your connections with the outside world, and everything you have will be just an illusion... But you should be thankful that the value you have is far beyond your imagination. Everyone in this world has their own value, but in the end everyone's value will be eaten by the zombies sitting at the table on the other side of power." The king opened his arms, as if to embrace the source girl who was slowly walking towards him.

The boy's body temperature was too high, and Yunzhong Juejian Ji's gorgeous clothes were burning.

Every step he took forward left behind an intense heat wave, and the frost-frozen soil beneath his feet left charred footprints.

When the gorgeous clothes were burned to ashes, what was revealed was the scaly and clawed body of a pure-blooded dragon.

He growled as he walked, as if resisting the king's orders, but in the end the soul in that body was unable to defeat the demon hidden in his heart.

Yuan Zhinu finally came to the side of the king. He did not dare to look up at the eyes of the ministers, and crawled down like the lowest beast. The king's body trembled slightly on the ground.

"Stand up and lie down." General Wang pointed to another human medical cabin. Yuan Zhinv opened the hatch without hesitation and lay on her back, exposing her back to General Wang's sight.

Metal shackles immediately locked his entire body. At the same time, knives stretched out from all sides of the medical cabin, cutting off every tendon that connected the joints of the source girl.

In this way, he completely lost the power to resist.

The king finally took off his mask, revealing a weathered, Aryan face with great madness in his eyes.

Friedrich von Long.

Sure enough it was him!

He pressed the quartz capsule that sealed the holy remains into the groove next to the source girl, and then slammed the lid of the medical capsule shut.

"Let's get ready and witness the arrival of a new era!" Friedrich opened his arms and cheered.

Everyone cheered quietly.

But his face suddenly changed drastically, because an irresistible force that could destroy all elemental tides descended from the sky like a god casting down a divine punishment in the clouds!

Nibelung was destroyed!

A high-pitched chanting sound came from Gao Tian and beside him at the same time, and the medical cabin with the lid closed was suddenly torn to pieces by steel-like claws.

At the same time, beams of light fell from the sky, cutting back and forth in all directions and completely covering all areas around the Red Well.

An entire fleet of helicopters used xenon lamps to illuminate the area from dozens of meters above, leaving no detail unobstructed.

Dense bullets covered almost everyone like a steel storm, except for the area where Yuan Zhinv and Wang Jiang were.

After the smoke cleared, Friedrich stared coldly at a figure that was falling down with a bang.

He jumped from a height of several dozen meters without any damage, his whole body reflecting a cold white light.

It was a monster that looked like both a dragon and a human, with gorgeous and hideous scales all over its body and eyes that glowed like molten iron.

That is……

Evil ghosts originate from childhood.

"Brother, you finally come to save me this time." Yuan Zhinu roared softly, and the tears in the corners of her eyes were as red as blood.

The word spirit Guisheng returned to his body again, and Wang Jiang's control was released in an instant.

But the only response he got was a hoarse roar, and Yuan Zhinv was stunned for a moment.

The ancient and solemn language finally fell from the sky at this moment, and dozens of times its weight was applied to the bones of Yuan Zhinv and Friedrich.

They knelt down at the same time, digging their knees into the ground.

"Impossible, impossible!" Friedrich roared frantically, "Your word spirit is the royal power. How can the royal power tear open the gate of the Nibelung!"

He could no longer utter a second word because Yuan Zhisheng had appeared in front of the old man like a ghost.

"When you created that man, you probably wanted to use the commandments to suppress my royal power. Unfortunately, you forgot that the commandments can also tear open the borders of the kingdom of the dead." The man who finally embraced the darkness whispered. He pinched Friedrich's head and his claws sank into the skull of this despicable villain who had betrayed the Lionheart Society.

Use more force, use more force...

With a bang, bones, flesh and blood flew everywhere. (End of this chapter)