The Heavens: A Qing, the Yue Girl at the beginning

Herzog's Shadow Warrior technology did not come out of thin air. In fact, apart from the control method that is suspected to be related to the mask, the rest of the training of high-blooded warriors is more from the research results of the former "Captain Soviet" project, which is quite valuable.

However, compared to the technology itself, what Zhao Qing cares more about is - what use can Yuan Zhinv be of?
Judging from the analysis of the recently acquired memory fragments, the other party has only officially joined the Ghost Clan not long ago, and has not killed anyone other than the initial thirteen. Furthermore, according to reliable investigation results, Gen Chisei also gave the maximum compensation in the follow-up to the Kadori Town case, so there is still a possibility that he may return to the right path.

Considering that he is smart and capable, and a rare talent, it would be better to try to recruit him if you meet him.

Thinking of this, she suddenly spoke, her voice like a thin blade cutting through the stagnant air: "What are your plans after this is over?"

The damp and cold air was filled with the smell of blood and incense, and Yuan Zhinu sat quietly like a wooden statue in a Buddhist temple. He did not answer immediately, but slowly raised his head and looked at the snow falling outside the door and window. Those snowflakes swirled in the wind, like countless broken dreams.

"I want to...become a new person." After a long while, he whispered, his voice hoarse but clear, "I want to shed this evil ghost skin... My brother always said that I want to be a partner of justice. Now that I think about it, the so-called justice may not be some grand ideal, but just the ability to look the person in the mirror calmly."

Zhao Qing's eyebrows moved slightly.

This answer is neither a confession nor a boast, but more like a statement of objective fact - as normal as reporting the weather.

Genjitsu did not use emotional language to exaggerate her "reformation", but directly stated a logical necessity: if she wants to start a new life, she must face the sins of the past and find some way to bear them.

"Morning dew is easy to pass away, so are people, and the world is fleeting like smoke." He slowly sheathed his sword, which was covered with ice crystals, reflecting tiny pieces of light. "But some dewdrops are covered with too much dust when they fall to the ground. Even if they evaporate and rise, they can only turn into acid rain in the next life."

His tone was calm, but it revealed a dull pain, like the hidden pain after a wound has scabbed over, not severe, but long-lasting.

"For these years, I have lived in the shadow of nightmares. Now that I am awake, the blood cannot be washed away." He paused, his eyes fell on his palms, which had been stained with countless blood, some of which was forced, and some of which was caused by madness. "I cannot shirk the blood debt of the fierce ghosts. But at least... I can try to repay it."

Zhao Qing listened quietly without interrupting. In fact, the database that had just been cracked showed that Wang had murdered at least 300,000 R people in recent years, close to half of the number of R people who disappeared each year. This was a huge case that was enough to shock the whole world, but it had nothing to do with Yuan Zhinv.

"If the King's 'resurrection' mechanism is completely realized by using Stands and Spiritual Words, judging from the cost and control efficiency, most of the time, the mastermind should only let one Shadow Warrior act outside, and the other individuals are probably staying in the nutrient solution and sleeping, and not activated unless necessary."

Genji continued her analysis, her voice as calm as a machine: "The Oni Clan doesn't have a private jet, but every time after their 'death', the King General can reappear in a short time - this means that the storage place of the mass-produced Stands, those fixed training facilities, are not too far away."

"I will clear them." He looked at Zhao Qing, with a resolute light in his pupils, "This is my sin."

"Very good! I suggest you investigate in the direction of Tokyo."

Zhao Qing nodded and arranged a holographic projection with a wave of his hand, showing the distribution map of the mixed-blood forces around the world. Different colors were interlaced, symbolizing the competition between the major factions. Then he marked all the light spots of the R-Island in red, and dragged the blue dots in the European part to the Far East:

"Would you like to get a new job?"

"Whether it's the Eight Snake Families or the Fierce Ghost Clan, in the final analysis, they are just deformed products of power and bloodline, and a microcosm of the internal conflicts of interest in the world of mixed-bloods. The real chaos is far more than that." She added calmly: "It's time for those dirty deeds in the secret party to be exposed to the sun."

Let the carefully selected top Japanese hybrids clean up the dark forces in Europe, and at the same time send European and American commissioners to rectify the remnants of the underworld - just like putting mutually exclusive poisonous insects into the same pottery jar. The efficiency of this "cross purification" is much higher than those hypocritical hearings within the secret party.

Let the arrogant bow their heads, let the avengers wake up, and let all those who claim to be noble have a taste of being judged by aliens - only in this way can we truly break the deadlock in the world of mixed-bloods, eliminate the cancer, and achieve a certain delicate balance.

It is worth mentioning that although the island country of R has a surprisingly large number of A-level hybrids, most of them are low-level words that are just for the sake of numbers. The ghost Sheng with serial number 9 can actually be considered to be at the elite A-level level, and among the "ghosts", it is rare to find someone who can release words normally.

On the contrary, after Zhao Qing had performed the "Reverse Dragon Transformation Ritual" on the unfortunate experimental subject, the two seemed to have stabilized only at the B+ level.

But firstly, a single bloodline improvement should not be too much. Going directly from 1% purity to 15% is already a huge leap. Secondly, she selectively selected and refined the part with excellent genes without mixing in junk fragments. The real value of this B+ is much better than some inflated A.

"After cleaning the incubation pool for the kings, how about you go to Europe and help the Gattuso family 'clean up' the cellar?"

Seeing the other party was stunned, Zhao Qing added, "Of course, I will provide you with the necessary support, including enough manpower to cooperate, cultivation methods to quickly improve your strength, elixirs, and weapons."

Yuan Zhinu was stunned for a moment, then she smiled. That smile finally made him look alive: "Driving the tiger to swallow the wolf?"

"No." Zhao Qing threw the prayer wheel to him. The bronze surface flashed with a blood-like reflection, and crystal clear sword threads rushed out from it, coating the opponent's scabbard with a layer of silver:
"This is called...civilization exchange."

"It sounds like some kind of ironic reincarnation." Yuan Zhinv felt the subtle changes brought about by the new power and whispered: "The former evil ghost now has to judge other evil ghosts."

"The judge may not be cleaner than the judged." Zhao Qing said calmly, "But at least you know what you were."

Yuan Zhinv nodded slowly.

"it is good."

"The remnants of the 'Solomon's Temple' that the king asked you to receive this morning are one of the starting points for future missions." Zhao Qing's eyes moved slightly. Fujiwara Nobunosuke, who was gradually transformed into a dragon after taking the swan blood, was suspended in the air: "Their identities are all fake. They are actually 'stalkers' secretly cultivated by the Gattuso family."

"...I'm curious, are you related to Major Fujiwara Masaru who participated in the Nanjing Massacre?" She temporarily suspended the torture of the life and death talisman on Fujiwara Nobunosuke, but ejected a few pure black metal wires and sank into the opponent's acupoints, which seemed to be a further means of interrogation. At the same time, she added:

"Let me introduce you here. Fujiwara Katsu once used the 'Nana-dō-kiri' to cut off the bodies of a French nun and six Chinese women. Later, on the day Japan announced its surrender, Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Katsu committed seppuku and was hailed as a hero and enshrined in the family shrine. But then he was crushed to ashes by the 'family head'..."

"This 'family head' is your biological father, named Uesugi Yue, the last legitimate 'shadow emperor' of the Snake family."

Zhao Qing glanced at Yuan Zhinu and said, "The French nun's name was Charlotte Chen. She was your grandmother. She was of Chinese descent and was killed by mistake for protecting women when Nanjing fell."

"Since then, although Uesugi Koshi betrayed his family and lived a secluded life after burning the shrine, the serious crime of causing the main family to lose the continuation of the royal bloodline was still pinned on the mixed-bloods with the Fujiwara clan - even though Fujiwara was a branch of the lower five middle-ranking imperial families."

"In the decades after the war, before Tachibana Masamune finally came to power, the internal struggles of the lower five families were actually quite frequent. Fujiwara Masaru's relatives were even expelled from Japan on pretexts and wandered abroad for many years. So many people took advantage of the situation and joined a wealthy family like Gattuso, hoping to restore their glory."

"Am I right?" She gestured to the Genji girl beside her to kick Fujiwara Nobunosuke, so that the owner of Time Zero could "wake up" briefly: "Do you have anything else to say?"

"I... am right... Wasn't it her own fault that the French nun was put to the sword test? The foolish 'Emperor' was bewildered by the militarists and was gloating over the advancement of the Japanese army, but completely forgot about her mother... and in the end, she blamed the Fujiwara family for the massacre?"

"In terms of the severity of the crime, Uesugi Yue, this loser, should be cut into pieces! A coward who dares not face the consequences of his own actions, a loser who can't even protect his own bloodline!" Fujiwara Nobunosuke's face was distorted, his eyes full of resentment and unwillingness:
"He betrayed his family and the honor of his bloodline, yet he still lives shamelessly in this world!"

Shi Yi Guang glanced at this man with some surprise, and immediately realized that it was not that Fujiwara Nobunosuke was so tough that he could withstand the torture, but that he had been completely controlled by Zhao Qing, and his words and actions were involuntary. Only then did he have the courage to speak directly what was in his mind and cursed Uesugi Yue in front of Minamoto Chitose.

As we all know, "It is disrespectful to scold the father in front of the son."

However, Minamoto no Chinoyome himself did not have any special feelings towards his father whom he had never met. He only cared about the family affection of Minamoto no Chinoyome alone. The status of the legitimate "Emperor" Sugikoshi, even Tachibana Masamune and his former adoptive father was not comparable to his. There was almost no fluctuation in his emotions in his heart, and he just said "oh" twice.

So it seems that Aqing secretly used Fujiwara no Nobunosuke as a pretext not to test Minamoto no Chino, but for some other reason?
Shi Yiguang's mind turned, and he immediately realized that there were very likely signs that "that enemy" was about to attack, and the surrounding area had been secretly monitored by the enemy. In order to ensure that there would be no leaks, even voice transmission and communication with divine thoughts were temporarily abandoned to avoid the possibility of being intercepted.

No one knows to what extent a person with power who specializes in this field can achieve.

After all, there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. At this critical moment, the most important thing is to let the powerful enemy relax and attack once, so that there is a chance to severely injure him or even kill him in one fell swoop!

Therefore, Fujiwara no Nobunosuke, a trash as despicable and shameless as Fujiwara no Katsu, seemed to be specially recruited to surrender, but in fact he became a cover for acting and cannon fodder at the critical moment.

Quietly, she had thought about the method of jointly constructing a Faraday cage several times, ready to use it at any time, but she remained calm on the surface.

"It seems that you are loyal to your 'master' and a good dog." Zhao Qing frowned slightly, as if she was a little surprised by Fujiwara Nobunosuke's tough talk. She waved her hand to scrape off some scales on the side of the other's upper arm, revealing the mark of a skeleton angel.

Its correct name is "Fallen Holy Angel", which is the family emblem of the Gattuso family.

"Are you worried that this mark will take effect immediately after the betrayal?"

Zhao Qing suddenly smiled, "You still underestimate the power and authority I possess..." She took out the frozen sphere that she had shown Xia Mi again, "The core of the king of the ocean and water. You mortals are so lucky to be able to witness the remains of a god."

The ice ball slowly rotated in the air, and the dark blue halo inside it rose and fell like the tide. The sky and the earth were suddenly filled with the sound of swords roaring, storms and tsunamis. It was as if thousands of gods were shouting in unison. It was the majestic dragon power that was enough to kill ordinary hybrids in an instant.

At the same time, the brand on Fujiwara Nobunosuke's arm hissed like an iron encountering boiling snow, and the skull angel pattern twisted and dissolved on its own, turning into a pool of smelly black blood that dripped onto the ground.

"Don't think you're the only one who betrayed Gattuso." Zhao Qing then showed his eleven-digit bank account information. The numbers scrolled across the screen, dazzling. The jumping zeros seemed to have life, turning into ouroboros that coiled around Fujiwara's retina.

She paused, and continued to persuade him, "Driven by the pursuit of the Dragon King's power and the lure of countless money, what does the oath of allegiance mean in the past? Even the elders in the cryogenic chamber of the Pantheon, the real leaders of the Gattuso family, would never choose to refuse."

"Yi Guang, connect me to the Rome branch! Let Passigatuso, Andrew... see my sincerity. Those who are willing to sell important information will be paid eight digits, plus their bloodline will be steadily upgraded by one level. Those who are willing to abandon darkness and join the light will be paid nine digits, and their lifespan will be guaranteed to reach the level of pure-blooded dragons..."

Zhao Qing casually threw the satellite phone to Shi Yiguang and reported a series of numbers: "For those who refuse to cooperate, just tell them that in three days, Guixu will flood the entire Apennine Peninsula."

Yuan Zhinu's heart was slightly shaken. He had never seen such a straightforward and fierce way of surrender - it was not coercion, nor inducement, but the combination of the two mixed together with the might of the dragon, and then smashed down on him.

The veins on the back of his hand holding the knife throbbed, and he suddenly realized that he was silently calculating how many Kadori Shrines he could buy with nine-digit US dollars - desire was like a cancer attached to the bone, the more it was suppressed, the more it grew deep in the bone marrow.

The more ambitious a person is who desires to break free from the shackles of bloodline, the more he will reveal Pavlov's dog nature in the carefully choreographed threats and inducements. He will find it difficult to resist this naked transaction that weighs his soul on the scales. He claims to be sober but tries to find the perfect excuse to convince himself.

Some seemingly noble ancient surnames may be nothing more than using "loyalty" as a bargaining chip to be sold.

As for the Dragon King Core, the Guixu threat, the elders of the Temple of Sages... the forces and secrets behind these words are probably not even recorded in the most confidential files of the Eight Snake Families.

Fujiwara Nobunosuke's expression froze. He stared at the spinning ice ball, his pupils shrank like needles, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if he saw something beyond his comprehension.

"You...what on earth are you..."

"Choose now." Zhao Qing's voice was very soft, but it was like a knife against his throat. "Do you want to continue to be Gattuso's dog, or... change to a master who can give you real power?"

Fujiwara Nobunosuke's breathing became more and more rapid, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead. He subconsciously looked at the place on his arm where the brand had disappeared, and there was only a piece of pale skin left there, as if there had never been any restraint.

"I……"

Just as he was about to speak, on the roof of a building sixteen kilometers away, spider-web cracks suddenly appeared on the concrete load-bearing columns, and the entire building wailed under the unimaginable force.

A middle-aged man with his legs crossed stood up slowly, his muscles bulging under his white linen suit. He put down his wine glass, adjusted his collar, raised his eyebrows, and then crushed the rooftop fence with his toes. The 300-meter-high building began to collapse layer by layer from the top floor.

The steel bars twisted and broke like noodles, and the fragments of the glass curtain wall were solidified in the air by the field of time before they could splash. The five fingers of the man's left hand embedded into the surface of a nearby alloy coffin like steel drills, and his feet, which were covered with fine dragon scales, stepped on it again.

With the perfect force of his waist and hips driving his spine, the three-ton coffin turned into a silver-gray meteor and flew into the air. The horrific reaction force cut the building, which was already on the verge of collapse, in half.

The upper half of the buildings and hundreds of tons of building debris are suspended above the city's skyline, temporarily maintaining their integrity in the realm of time. The smoke and debris from the collapsed lower half are like a gray rose blooming in slow motion.

The southwest sea level suddenly leaped with dark purple lightning, and dozens of tornado-like thunderstorms penetrated the clouds, but strangely slowed down the moment they touched an invisible barrier. The boiling waves kept slapping, like a dragon sealed in amber.

The wind and snow outside the Buddhist temple suddenly stopped.

It's not that the wind stopped, but that time itself stood still.

The falling snow flakes froze in midair, forming a strange curtain wall. The ancient sword-shaped runes reflected multiple phantoms between the ice crystal faces, like a death notice written in advance.

In a field where the flow of time is slowed down by hundreds of times, the flying speed of the alloy coffin is still far beyond the speed of sound, and the surface coating quickly melts into liquid under the impact of the hot airflow.

The boiling metal droplets were swept away by the new air wave before they could even leave the main body, weaving a thousand-meter-long red-gold light track behind them. Vacuum tunnels were plowed out of the clouds passing by, and the sunlight diffracted strangely in it, shining over the Kansai Plain and drawing a glass-like colorful mist.

It is conceivable that it was the one pardoned by the one who released Time Zero.

In other words, the tens of Machs itself multiplied by the time zero that has been turned on hundreds of times actually reached an incredible thousands of times the speed of sound, which pushed the first cosmic speed hundreds of times and is already close to one percent of the speed of light!

At the moment when the coffin was on the verge of breaking and disintegrating, a pale body covered with blue blood vessels and syringe injection marks lying inside had completed a brief chanting of some ancient and solemn words, and the four elements of earth, water, wind and fire within a radius of several thousand meters were completely activated.

The extremely violent elemental turbulences pressed against each other, causing the temperature of the core of the domain to rise by 100,000 K in an instant. The already extremely fast-released "Rhine" accelerated into the final flash-melt reaction stage.

This is one of the ultimate chain reactions in alchemy. Once started, it will not end until all elements in the area are consumed, triggering one or more explosions close to the core environment of a star, during which huge gravitational constraints are generated, and finally collapse into an elemental black hole.

"It looks like you are fishing with a hook. Are you trying to induce me to make a move with every step? But you have underestimated the king who is truly prepared!" The man followed the coffin closely, only a hundred meters away. This was the distance limit that the maximum multiple of Time Zero could cover the Rhine Releaser.

But it didn't matter. With his peak reaction speed, he could evacuate the core area of ​​the explosion in time, and even return to the scene immediately after the "Rhine" was finished to continue fighting, bullying the weak and eliminating the last possibility of survival for the targets.

Just as the man was thinking and making a judgment, believing himself to have won, the next moment, deep in the temple ahead that had been invaded by "unexpected disaster", a new time zero area was stimulated, which was much lower in level than the former, but was still slowly expanding.

...(End of chapter)