Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

Xia Mi was not completely reassured. She rarely saw Lu Mingfei in his current state, so she followed behind him, not too far nor too close, just enough to see his shadow.

Lu Mingfei was hanging high under the boundless moonlight, his reflection cast on the huge iceberg that had frozen the body of the Yamata no Orochi. At the same time, the huge, pale skeleton could be seen under the transparent ice.

"You once told me that if I continue to use the Word Spirit, Eri's body will deteriorate rapidly. At that time, only God and the devil can pull her out of hell. Otherwise, she can only pray to the dead White King to take back her curse." Lu Mingfei slowly fell down on the ice with his toes. Herzog was undoubtedly dead. Lu Mingfei, in the dragon state, chanted Jun Yan's dragon text and burned his remaining bones into white powder, but he could not use the same method to incinerate the corpse of the Yamata no Orochi.

The reflection of Lu Mingfei holding Eri and the dragon's corpse almost overlapping with the reflection appeared on the ice at the same time.

"God is omniscient and omnipotent, which is very boring. The only one who can help you is the devil." Lu Mingze smiled, looking like a priest at mass.

"In fact, you have already told me the way to save her. It's in that sentence." Lu Mingfei shook his head, "Let the dead White King take back her curse."

"Of course, of course, but how can you do such a thing? The White King is dead, and the genes carried by the Holy Relics were lost with the death of Herzog. The White Supreme will never return." The little devil shrugged, he squatted on the ice and reached out to touch the dragon under the iceberg.

Lu Mingfei sighed, and his pupils suddenly turned into a deep dark gold. The mysterious, majestic beams of light refracted everywhere in the iceberg, making it look as brilliant as a throne.

Lu Mingfei, holding the girl in one hand, reached out to the distance. A moment later, the Seven Deadly Sins that fell into the sea broke out of the water. The rage that was sheathed in the sword shot out from the bronze box that was spread out like a folding fan in the air. The sword tip hummed and made a soft hum, and fell heavily into his palm.

The huge blade, which had briefly exhausted its power and was almost dormant, looked slender and huge in Lu Mingfei's hand, yet seemed to be weightless, and it created a violent airflow when it was swung.

The seven deadly sins fell steadily beside him, and the swords in the box slept quietly, waiting for the next call.

Bronze Purgatory. The ultimate alchemical realm of sin and punishment contained in the Seven Deadly Sins was fully activated for the first time even for Lu Mingfei.

However, he had never expected that the power of the domain that even the little devil admired could actually summon seven dragon king-like living spirits, and let these living spirits chant seven completely different world-destroying-level words together.

That was definitely not the power of the living spirits, but the power of Norton. He used the supreme alchemical technology to imitate the ultimate authority of the other seven brothers, and endowed each sword of the Seven Deadly Sins with this ultimate authority.

Although it is only an imitation and cannot possess the powerful strength and almost endless supply of elements like the real first generation, the ancient power represented by the chanting is by no means a destructive force, but a great restraint of history.

That is the cycle of fate and the curse of Ragnarok. All the dragon kings roaring toward the sky at the same time must represent the return of the supreme being who has brought about the end of destiny.

The realm of sin and punishment can not only release energy that can instantly destroy an international metropolis, but more importantly, it can cause resonance of the supreme authority at the end of the sequence list with seven world-destroying words. That is the privilege of the Black King, and it is higher than the majesty of the Word Spirit Emperor. The four monarchs would be timid under the suppression of such majesty, and even have to bury their heads in the dust.

Unfortunately, Herzog inherited the power of the White King, and the White Supreme is not afraid of the Black Supreme.

However, the Bronze Realm. Sin and Punishment still dealt a subversive blow to the Nibelungen Night Food Field that protected the embryo, and the already shaky space was almost on the verge of collapse.

But correspondingly, Lu Mingfei also exhausted their stored energy, and that strategic power could not be used again for at least a long time.

"The Yamata-no-Orochi is the failed product of the Holy Corpse Parasite." Lu Mingfei said. He was not just talking to Lu Mingze, but at the same time he was looking at Xia Mi who was falling lightly not far away.

He handed Eri to Xia Mi, touched his junior sister's forehead, and smiled silently.

He smiled because it was obvious that Eri was taller than Xia Mi, but at this moment, she looked very small when she was held in his arms. Although her body was covered with muscular muscles and dense scales, she still looked slender and well-proportioned.

The golden holy juice extracted from the body of the third-generation species hunted near Yangcheng Lake did play a due role in stabilizing Eri's bloodline, but Lu Mingfei obviously underestimated the power of the genes from the White King in this girl's body.

The hybrids used the Word Spirit to call upon the spiritual elements of their entire body to recite the Dragon Script. Every time Eri consumed the spiritual elements in her body, the highly poisonous Blood of the White King silently grew stronger, using the dragon's spirit to accelerate its occupation of that body.

The continuous use of Word Spirit. Judgment finally broke the balance in Eri's body that was maintained with the golden holy juice.

The stronger she became, the weaker she became. Now she had even begun to gradually lose her human sanity. Her majestic golden eyes were sometimes confused and sometimes ferocious.

It was difficult for Eri's throat to make any human sound anymore. She growled softly, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Lu Mingfei seemed to be more confused than ferocious.

Xia Mi didn't even look at the charming female ghost in her arms. She grinned, revealing two little fangs.

"Brother, what do you want to do?" Although she was smiling, her voice was as cold as if it contained Siberian ice that had been there for thousands of years.

"We all saw what kind of changes a hybrid species undergoes after completely obtaining the White King's genes. It is definitely not a deformed dragon with eight heads, but a form as beautiful as an angel and as hideous as a devil." Lu Mingfei lowered his head to stare at the ashes of Herzog's burnt body, but reached out to find a few injections of serum from his sleeve.

That was not something he carried with him, but a gift from the little devil. When he left the cruise ship, he helped Lu Mingfei take away this inferior version of golden holy juice extracted from the body of Deadpool's fetus.

Although no one knows with what mentality and in what capacity the giant tortoise participated in this fateful revival of the gods, and no one knows how he managed to lead the cadres of the Snake Eight Clan to fight in the Night Food Field after actively exchanging all his blood with Herzog, he at least still loves Eri like a brother.

He probably knew vaguely about Herzog's conspiracy from certain channels a long time ago, and also knew that Tachibana Masamune was just an ambitious man in a mask, but he still risked exposing his own intelligence and sent the serum found in the laboratory to Lu Mingfei.

Now everything has formed a closed loop. The elder brother who has lived in pain and regret all his life uses his last remaining love for his younger brother to save his dying sister.

Lu Mingfei injected the serum into Eri's body through the protruding veins on her slender neck. The slight pain made Eri show her sharp teeth like an angry ocelot, with a ferocious look on her face. Lu Mingfei touched the unfamiliar face that he had kissed many times, "Don't be afraid." He said, "I'm here."

Eri was stunned. The serum took effect immediately after entering her body, temporarily calming the dragon blood that had become hot due to the runaway dragon blood.

Her body was riddled with holes but her physical functions were comparable to those of a pure-blooded dragon. For a moment, a hint of timidity and fear flashed in Eri's eyes, but she still subconsciously wanted to rub her face against Lu Mingfei's palm.

The little devil stood quietly beside them, holding a large bouquet of white roses. His expression was calm and sad, just like the expression he had when he attended a funeral. "That was a life-or-death choice." Xia Mi frowned. I don't know when the girl took off the majestic golden crown on her head. The long hair that grew in the wind when the king returned to the world was quietly retracted like the whiskers of a mimosa. Xia Mi tied it up with a black hairband and tied it into a long ponytail. The fluffy bangs were like clouds. Even the long skirt with cinnabar tassels became beautiful and tight around the waist. When the wind blew up the skirt, her slender and beautiful long legs were exposed.

When the junior sister was not acting as the queen, all her dignity disappeared. She just bit her lower lip and raised her face stubbornly to look at Lu Mingfei.

"I have my reasons for having to do it. Junior sister, I'm sorry that I didn't tell you a lot of things before. If I can survive this time, I will share all the secrets with you." Lu Mingfei didn't dare to look into Xia Mi's eyes. He lowered his head, staring at his toes and the horrifying skeletons under the ice.

In fact, he had already made it very clear in his answer to Xia Mi just now. The Holy Remains are essentially parasites carrying the White King's genes. If we look at the Yamata-no-Orochi transformed by Susanoo as a model, this parasite is obviously not very satisfied with its host. Just a slight leak of genetic pollution turned the ancient priest into a deformed eight-headed dragon.

Then the human Izanagi who was favored by the White Emperor Izanami after the Age of Gods as recorded in the Kojiki enshrined in the Ame-no-Hou-gu Shrine at Yakihachi should also be a hybrid who was not recognized by the Holy Corpse.

Therefore, hidden in the body of the giant snake must be a gift bestowed by the White King himself that can help the hybrids evolve into gods.

"I know you have your reasons. I know that Eri is very important to you. You are so important to her that you are willing to sacrifice your life for her." Xia Mi said in a low voice, "But what about me..."

Lu Mingfei felt a lump in his throat and tapped his chest lightly with his fingers.

Sometimes you have to make a choice. Although the goddess of fate is a stinking bitch, she was still kind to him this time. At least she only asked him to choose between herself and Eri, instead of asking him to choose between Eri and Xia Mi, or Xia Mi and Nono.

Even after going through so many things and going through so many thorny and bumpy roads, everything has changed for Lu Mingfei, but the only thing that has not changed is that he never lives for himself.

He raised his head and saw Xia Mi hugging Eiry and crying silently. She raised her face and cried silently, but she cried very sadly. Her eyes were red and her cheeks were full of tears.

The junior sister has always been carefree. If she is happy, she will laugh out loud and want to tell the whole world how happy she is. If she is sad, she will cry without restraint and wipe her tears and snot all over Lu Mingfei's freshly washed white shirt. She also has to ask Lu Mingfei to kiss her, hug her and lift her up high before she can be coaxed into silence.

However, she just bit a strand of hair and cried silently. The expression on her face was a bit stubborn and pitiful, which made people feel sad when they saw it.

Lu Mingfei also fell silent. He wiped the tears from Xia Mi's cheeks with his fingers and gently pressed his forehead against hers.

"It's okay. You once said that I have a soul that is completely different from others. Maybe I have the ability to reincarnate like your Dragon King." Lu Mingfei turned around with a rage.

The huge blade trembled slightly in his palm. Although its power was exhausted, it still longed to be unscabbard.

The solid ice constructed by the concept of death of judgment was separated like silk in front of the sharp blade. Lu Mingfei inserted his other hand into his hair and pulled all the hair back, revealing his forehead and the pair of eyes that were slowly being dyed golden.

The little devil standing aside finally sighed, with a helpless expression on his face.

"Brother, you always like to act recklessly." he said.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me where the bug is hiding." Lu Mingfei said calmly.

He didn't dare to look back, nor did he dare to let Xia Mi see his expression.

In fact, his eyebrows were drooping, he was extremely cowardly and ugly. Making this decision required courage that ordinary people did not have, and it was as resolute as when Genjiro decided to parasitize the Holy Corpse by himself and let the clone of Tachibana Masamune who possessed the Word Spirit Discipline ascend to the throne of the White King.

"Heart." said the little devil, and a red icon fixed on a certain point on the corpse of the Yamata no Orochi immediately appeared in Lu Mingfei's field of vision.

Although his spine had bifurcated and eight deformed heads had grown, Izanagi still used one heart to supply blood to his mountain-sized body. One can imagine how huge that heart must be. When it beats, it must be as powerful and stable as the steam turbine of an ironclad ship, transmitting incredible power to the outside.

With the rage held in his hands, it was almost effortless to split the hard ice. It only took Lu Mingfei a short time to find the huge heart trapped in the bone cage. The size of the heart was comparable to that of a small car. There were iron-blue scales growing on the surface of the heart. The scales were stacked layer by layer, as if forming an indestructible armor for the organ.

The scales were as fragile as paper in the face of rage, and Lu Mingfei's body was soon covered with a huge amount of blood. The blood was extremely hot and burned his entire body with blisters.

He finally saw the thing, and it was indeed an ugly insect. However, Lu Mingfei was a little surprised that the culprit that created the Yamata no Orochi was such a small one.

The Holy Relic is a bit like the facehugger in the movie Alien. It is about the size of a slightly larger lobster, and its entire body is made of transparent, soft flesh. Bones with a nervous system can be seen in the flesh, and its open ribs protrude from the flesh. Its spine is shining with a silvery-white light.

It was clearly still very active, but seemed to be extremely afraid of Lu Mingfei, and had been fleeing in the huge heart until Lu Mingfei stabbed its huge single eye with a knife. Some kind of headache-inducing infrasound wave was immediately erupted, and then he pinched the spine of the holy corpse with two fingers and pulled it out of the flesh layer.

After losing its flesh and blood, it lost its ability to move at high speeds and became just a pure container for carrying genes.

Lu Mingfei held it between his fingers expressionlessly and looked at the little devil.

"Where is the device I want?" he asked.

"Don't worry, we're at the dock." Lu Mingze said, "Brother, you've always been as stubborn as an Asian buffalo contaminated by dragon blood. No one can change your decision, so I can only support you... I'll help you put your things on a train, because enemies will be coming here soon. You must move quickly, otherwise even if you die, you won't be able to save the head of the Uesugi family."

Lu Mingfei didn't have time to think about why there were still enemies and where they came from.

"Where is the train going?" he asked.

"Maybe it's Kanagawa, or maybe it's Chiba Prefecture. I have prepared two routes, you can choose either one." The little devil shrugged and patted Lu Mingfei's chest.

"Brother, you have grown up." He said,
"This feeling is really bad. I am the only one left here. I will never grow up, and I will never..." His voice gradually dissipated in the wind, and his shadow seemed to be blown away. In the depths of the iceberg, only Lu Mingfei, who was bloody and carrying the holy remains, was left. (End of this chapter)