Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 187 Agent Game

The White King is a life whose status is second only to the Black King. If the world is a Bible, the Black King is Adam, and the White King is equivalent to Eve of the dragon clan.

It is impossible to verify whether the Black King created the White King out of loneliness or for other reasons, but what is certain is that the White King is incomparably noble and beautiful, and is worshipped as a god by the blood descendants, surpassing the four monarchs.

However, such a sacred White King was looked down upon by Xia Mo. The king could feel Xia Mo's unpretentious contempt.

How can you not be angry when something you have been pursuing for twenty years is easily trampled underfoot by someone else?

The king lost his composure in front of Tachibana Masamune. His miserable black hair looked like the roots of a devil, his black eyeballs turned into golden pupils, and with his black teeth and bloody lips, he looked like a violent and angry Prajna.

Suddenly, General Wang's pupils contracted like needles. He clearly saw the figure crossing the square through the glass window. He raised his head with a knife in his hand and looked into the figure's eyes.

Source Zhisheng!
The general Wang laughed in anger and said sarcastically, "I don't know whether my adopted son should call you dad or me dad?"

"Hey." said Tachibana Masamune.

Wang Jiang: ? ?

"As you can see, the negotiations broke down Herzog."

Tachibana Masamune stood up, stretched out his hand and smashed the container of liquor to pieces, then he took off his windbreaker, revealing the lining, which was a nine-headed Guhuo bird, its beak sucking blood, its enchanting wings spread, its claws tearing the baby's bones, and its human-like eyes filled with motherly love, which made people feel sick.

The Gyuto, a monster that takes human children and raises them and eats them after they are cooked, is a perfect match for the original Tachibana Masamune.

The reason why Tachibana Masamune took off his windbreaker was to get a sword. A Japanese sword without a guard was inserted into the waistband of his trousers against his spine.

This is the reason why Tachibana Masamune kept his head high, chest lifted and back straight from beginning to end; his spine could not bend.

With his hands behind his back and the Japanese sword drawn, the old man's profile was so handsome and his body so tall, as if there was a force that forcibly pulled him back to twenty years ago, the era of his peak.

The king stared at the majestic Tachibana Masamune and said angrily, "Sooner or later you will regret your recklessness today!"

"Then let the future Masamune Tachibana regret it." Tachibana Masamune's voice was heavy and low, and he was intimidating without being angry. He swung his sword without hesitation. The cold sword light seemed like the moon in the sky, illuminating the small house of the special lookout tower. The table was instantly split in half, along with the chessboard.

General Wang took a few steps back, his back against the glass window. His cherished military uniform had cut a bloody scar on his chest, and the blood seeped through his purple scarf, making it look crimson-purple in color for a moment.

Tachibana Masamune did not give the general a chance to react. He took a big step forward and slashed with his sword, making a semicircle. His movements were crisp and clear, and it was obvious that this sword had been honed through thousands of trials.

The king had no way to retreat, so he raised his forearms and clasped them together, using his strong arm bones to block the fatal blow, while the blade cut through the tweed fabric, revealing blue-gray scales.

Tachibana Masamune felt as if his sword had hit raw iron, causing his palm to go numb. He drew his sword and kicked sideways, striking General Wang on the forearm with his expensive and sophisticated size 45 leather shoes.

The huge force was like the impact of a rhinoceros. The glass window behind General Wang could not withstand the force and shattered, and he himself flew backwards.

Tachibana Masamune cut the iron frame that fixed the glass window with two swords, and slowly walked towards the king who stood up. 250 meters above the ground, Ultraman Tiga was only 53 meters away. Tachibana Masamune also blocked the elevator and iron ladder in the tower as the exit, which was equivalent to putting him and the king in a secret room to fight. Only the winner could leave alive, instead of waiting to be collected.

The heavy rain in the sky was like a black curtain, the howling wind was like the applause of the gods, and the brilliant LED lights seemed to be the spotlights on the stage, dazzling and scorching. The king and Masamune Tachibana stood on the steel pyramid of Tokyo Tower 250 meters above the ground, as if handing their lives to God.

The king tore open his military uniform, his muscles undulating, his scales snapping together one by one, his joints opening and closing and then suddenly contracting, his red-gold eyes standing up like dragons and snakes, the black gloves on his hands having been cut by sharp claws, his heartbeat sounding like a war drum even drowned out the sound of heavy rain beating on the steel of Tokyo Tower.

Just like when Tachibana Masamune and Zang Dao met, Wang Jiang also took the swan blood in advance. They did not trust each other, and the so-called cooperation was unrealistic from the beginning.

Perhaps Herzog sincerely hopes that Xia Mo will join the ghost group because it will maximize his interests, but Xia Mo disdains to go along with Herzog.

In the twenty years since he came to Japan, Herzog has used the genetic technology he has mastered to create many Deadpools and hybrids with powerful bloodlines. There is no need to elaborate on Deadpool, and Shadow Warrior is the result of hybrid research.

All of Herzog's stands can be called shadow warriors. Shadow warriors also have strong and weak ones. The weak ones are like the king generals who were easily killed many times by Kazama Ruri, or like Tachibana Masamune, whose bloodline may be B-level or A-level.

However, the shadow warrior king generals that Xia Mo encountered three times had S-level bloodlines. Herzog spent twenty years to train only five S-level shadow warriors. After all the consumption, some were killed by Kazama Ruri and some by Xia Mo, and now there are only two left. The one that Tachibana Masamune is currently facing is one of them.

The Deadpool-transformed king will possess a terrifying sense of oppression. His claws can break steel. In the wind and rain, his golden eyes flash with vicious resentment.

Tachibana Masamune groaned a few times, showing no fear, and with each breath he took, red and white scales covered his neck. Xia Mo turned Tachibana Masamune into her dead servant, making him her loyal bodyguard.

This was a battle of proxies. Neither Xia Mo nor Herzog arrived at the scene. The puppets they controlled were fighting in a place without heaven or earth, willing to sacrifice their lives and regardless of the losses, they were determined to kill the opponent.

At the same time, Yuan Zhisheng crossed the square alone and ordered his subordinates to support other teams.

Although he knew clearly that the king general on the tower was not Herzog, Yuan Zhisheng still couldn't wait to cut the king general into pieces.

Wang will cut off the power supply to the blocks near Tokyo Tower, but large buildings like Tokyo Tower will have their own diesel generators, so the elevators can still be used.

"Hi~"

A sound similar to that of a snake spitting out its tongue reached Yuan Zhisheng's ears. In front of the elevator door, he looked sideways and found quite a few snake-like Deadpools crawling out of the underground garage.

Yuan Zhisheng tilted his head, revealed a crazy smile, and flicked his hand to vibrate Chidori. The blade shook violently and slightly, emptying the blood groove.

Afterwards, Yuan Zhisheng took the initiative to rush towards the group of hundreds of Deadpools. In the eyes of Yaksha and Crow, this scene meant that the young master was risking his life!
Although the emperor is powerful, he has to kneel in front of hundreds of Deadpools, especially since Genji's words are a one-time royal power.

However, "Gen Chisei" is not an ordinary emperor. After his body went berserk, he still had his sanity and killed the deadpools like cutting vegetables. The deadpools fell one after another like leeks.

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(End of this chapter)