Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 313: Feast of Dragons

The Japan Trench, deep and distant in the ocean floor.

This is a desperate place at an altitude of 7900 meters, a place that only deep-sea submarines can pass through. It should be absolutely dark here, but it appears to be full of vitality against common sense.

The color of the water is like the sunset, dreamy and misty. Large schools of fish consisting of thousands of fish are floating in the rosy water. They converge into a winding sea within the sea that is constantly expanding and contracting, with various shapes, magnificent and dreamy.

The scene before our eyes has a vast and glorious aura and a dreamy beauty that exceeds the limits of imagination, making people mistakenly think that the sunset-colored sea water is the sky before sunset, with schools of fish swimming in the sky.

In this ethereal predicament, an uninvited guest quietly arrived, a slender and graceful figure swam lightly in the sea.

This is simply an extremely ridiculous thing. For normal people, thirty meters is considered a deep dive. Even for well-trained divers, one hundred meters is already a very extreme number. Even the Bronze City that Caesar and Luke visited last time was only over a hundred meters deep!
But facing the deep sea 8,000 meters underground, facing the terrifying pressure that would squeeze and shrink even the steel outer shell of the submarine, the figure was calm and at ease, as if not affected at all, and did not even wear a symbolic diving suit.

The figure's features were hidden beneath a hood, but the delicate chin revealed by the rippling of the sea water revealed the beauty of its owner.

Eight thousand meters, eight thousand five hundred meters...

The depth of the dive is still increasing. The rock layer is like being split by an incomparable giant weapon, leaving scars thousands of miles long, golden blood flowing out, and the sea water is boiling under high pressure, which can directly scald the human body.

But the figure remained unhurried. A layer of fine and dense dragon scales appeared on her body. She stepped calmly on the ground, moved forward calmly, and came to an ancient dilapidated city calmly.

The city is centered on a high tower and is adjacent to a long river of lava. Even from the collapsed ruins, one can still see its original grandeur and continuous buildings. The raised gabled roofs are covered with iron-black tiles, on which are engraved cirrus clouds and dragon beasts. Hundreds of meters long metal chains are hung on the four corners of the building, with black wind chimes hanging on the chains.

"Even after so many years, the execution platform where the tyrant executed the priests is still chilling. Haha, it's not a very pleasant memory."

The figure looked at the empty chains and uttered a clear and pleasant female voice. She walked towards a strange building with a clear goal. The building was shaped like a ship, covered with thick moss and countless unknown black shellfish.

She looked around, seemed to realize something, and let out a sigh, revealing an inexplicable sadness.

"How pathetic it is to be parasitized and eaten by these lowly creatures, letting them suck your blood..."

The sharp nails scratched the wrist, and bright red blood flowed out, rippling in the sea water, but seemed to be pulled towards the ship, and then miraculously sank into the ship and was absorbed by some tenaciously alive embryo!
The entire city suddenly "came alive", with obvious fetal movements coming from all directions. Countless lurking and dormant dragon-blooded creatures were drawn deep into their bloodlines, rejoicing in the rich and intense noble blood.

hum-

The ground began to shake, and in this earth-shaking change, countless dead pools awoke from the city, and a giant dragon-shaped corpse stood up again.

These unintelligent creatures simultaneously rushed towards the human figure, crying like babies, and approached the source of the alluring power, but they did not launch an attack. Each creature trembled as it approached, and a giant snake that was perched on the bronze pillar and reached from heaven to earth inexplicably emerged in their blank brains!
All the dragon-blooded creatures prostrated themselves on the ground, the most primitive instinct in their genes making them constantly praise the name of the great king.

Jörmungandr! Jörmungandr! Jörmungandr!

……

Gasoline was poured in barrels, the pure liquid had a pungent smell. Yaksha looked at the ghosts who were forced back into the building by the hail of bullets, and casually threw the cigarette in his mouth away.

Fire snakes spread like snakes along the route of the gasoline, and the magnificent "Naraku Room" was ignited mercilessly. Valuable furniture, rare paintings and countless banknotes were turned into fuel just to destroy the hybrids inside.

"I don't know why, but forcing the enemy into a desperate situation makes me feel like I have achieved great revenge."

He sighed, watched the fire grow bigger and bigger, the choking smoke rising, listened to the howling of the ghosts, and smiled with satisfaction.

Amidst the flames, a young girl sat in the lobby on the top floor. On the table in front of her was a painting. The painting showed a casino that was even more luxurious and dreamy than the current one. The walls were covered with soft satin, and the dazzling crystal chandeliers were like stars fallen into the earth, showing a sense of bliss and luxury.

"it's a pity."

Wang Jiang, who was wearing a Noh mask, seemed to feel deeply regretful. "If we can open it, the business will definitely be better than it is now. Have you thought of a name?"

"Although the previous Yomiuri Naraku was corrupt, it sounded scary. I want to call this one the Paradise Pavilion, but it's a pity that it can't be built."

The destroyed ghosts naturally have no power to protect the illegal industries in the casinos below. The casinos are the economic source of the ghosts, and the ghosts are the support of the casinos. The two are interdependent and live and die together. Now they have reached a situation of death together.

Sakurai Kogure smiled faintly. Narakuma was just a tool for her to make money, and she only wanted Kazama Ruri to smile and praise herself. She would not feel sad if the tool was lost, and she thought Kazama Ruri would not be very sad about her passing.

She looked at the fire that was getting bigger and bigger and said softly, "This place really feels a bit like 'Naraku' now. Why don't you leave? The King and Ryoma are here at the same time. The Execution Bureau will not let us go."

"I'm not going to die, you only have to worry about yourself."

General Wang glanced at the woman. Although she was of little use, she was indeed good at business. It didn't matter if she died, but it was a bit of a pity.

"You come with me to the rooftop."

"The people from the Execution Bureau must have already set up an ambush on the roof. This fire is both to clear out the remaining soldiers and to force us out."

Sakurai Kogure doesn't care much about life and death, but he is somewhat attached to them. "Do you have any means to deal with them?"

"means?"

The king sneered coldly. The entire Sheqi clan was in his hands. What other means did he need? Soon, the substitute "Tachibana Masamune" would let him go.

Although it was a pity that most of the arrangements made over the years were destroyed, he was not in a hurry. As long as the Eight Snake Qi Families flourished, they would naturally give birth to new fierce ghosts under his manipulation.

I just don't know if Fengjian Liuli has dealt with that inexplicable troublemaker.

It should be possible, after all, it is the royal blood that has been evolved by Molotov cocktails.

While General Wang was thinking about what to do next, he and Sakurai Kogure walked up to the roof with a smug smile. As expected, they saw the executive bureau cadres smoking and holding guns waiting for them.

The leader was wearing a long black trench coat and looked quite gentle. He looked exactly like Crow, one of Yuan Zhisheng's followers.

……

Inside the hotel, Finkel turned on the computer on the desk, clicked on the folder with multiple nesting dolls, and a complete report appeared on the screen.

Those were all kinds of illogical details that appeared in Luke's daily life during the more than a year he stayed in the hostel.

There was a look of hesitation on his face, as if he was having a fierce psychological struggle.

"Should we send this report to the principal?"

Finkel sighed. As one of the only two men in the hostel, to be fair, he felt that Luke was very good to him, and this report seemed like a betrayal.

But it’s hard not to care about Luke’s problems…

Thinking of what happened in the Greenland Sea ten years ago, Finkel couldn't help but hammer the table, feeling even more complicated.

"Damn! It's as hard to choose as between Kikyo and Kagome!!"

"Shouldn't adults' multiple-choice questions require you to take all of them?"

"Indeed, indeed, Kikyo is holy and beautiful, and Kagome is lively and cheerful. Besides, it was the ship that cracked by itself... eh?" Finkel's voice froze, and he looked at Norma on the computer screen and smirked.

"But I am loyal and I only support EVA. Norma, you are my only one!"

Norma still had a smile on her face, but there was a hint of murderous intent, and she was not stiff like a robot at all. "Hello, what's the matter with you coming to Japan?"

"Are you worried? Why do I feel like your clone is more real than your original body? Is Lu's technology so advanced?"

Finkel keenly sensed something was wrong, "For some reason, ever since you passed through Luke's hand and changed, I have the illusion that I am being NT."

Norma smiled helplessly, "Don't talk nonsense and change the subject. I know what you are suspicious of. Although I don't understand where the master's specialness comes from, he is definitely not the Dragon King."

"Are you so sure?"

"Then you'll have two choices. First, betray him and become a girl forever to be made untouchable by five hundred strong men."

"Sigh~"

Finkel gasped and asked tremblingly, "What's the second one?"

"The second is to be loyal to him, so that we may meet again one day."

This time, Finkel was stunned. Even though he doubted its authenticity, his eyes slowly turned red as he watched the smiling girl on the screen become blurred.

……

After the false shell was shattered, the madness on Fengjian Liuli's face and in her eyes completely disappeared.

"Dragon King" Kazama Ruri died at this moment, and was replaced by Genji's second son Minamoto no Chijo.

The two brothers looked at each other in silence.

After a moment, Gen Chinu lowered her head first, let go of the cherry-red alchemical sword, and gave up resistance. Gen Chisheng trembled several times while holding the Doujiqiri, but ultimately failed to stab his brother's chest for the second time.

The two of them are respectively the noble "Emperor" and the extremely evil "Ghost", but apart from the power brought by their bloodline, they are both soft and fragile inside. Gen Chisheng only wants to abdicate in the future and sell sunscreen on the beach, while Gen Chinu only wants to follow her brother.

"Are you guys done with this?"

Lu Ke, who was watching the show nearby, broke the silence. It wasn't that he didn't like watching the show, but the atmosphere between the brothers was too... subtle.

If this continues, I feel that both Yabuki Sakura and Sakurai Kogure will end up living alone. It doesn't matter what happens to the latter, Sakura still deserves happiness.

Yuan Zhisheng silently collected the cherry-red long sword on the ground, took out a pair of shackles made of fine iron from his pocket and locked them on Yuan Zhinu's hands. Although it was difficult to trap the hybrid with royal blood, it would take a few seconds to break free, which was enough time for Yuan Zhisheng to swing the sword thousands of times.

"You have killed too many people, even if most of them were ordered by the king."

Yuan Zhisheng looked his brother straight in the eye. "Next, you will be imprisoned in the 'Black Prison' and will never see the light of day for the rest of your life. You will never have the chance to get out."

"It should."

Genji seemed very calm, her face pale and fragile, "In fact, committing suicide to apologize is my best fate. If my brother is willing to be my kaishakunin, then I will die willingly."

"One person cannot bear so many lives. Seeking death is a kind of escape and gift. Letting you live is torment of conscience."

Yuan Zhisheng lit a soft seven-star candle and turned his face slightly.

Lu Ke was thoughtful. "Actually, you don't have to be so legally conscious, brother-in-law. The Sheqi Eight Clan are not good people. And theoretically, it's not against the law for a fool to kill someone."

"It has nothing to do with the law. The Sheqi Eight Clan is engaged in a gray industry and has crossed many legal red lines. The problem is that it is the arbitrator of the Japanese hybrids and has rules that must be followed. If they have killed someone, we will not let them go, even if they are newborn babies."

Yuan Zhisheng replied coldly, "People always have to pay the price for what they did. I can pretend not to see it, but others can't. There are many families who died at the hands of the Dragon King. How are their families going to deal with it when they see that the murderer is fine?"

"Then can I make amends for my crime?"

Lu Ke smiled and said, "You also said that you are in a gray area. It's not like outside where merits and demerits are not balanced, right? So if he has enough merits, he can actually be forgiven?"

Yuan Zhisheng was slightly startled, then quickly took out his cell phone and dialed a number. The voice of Crow came from the other end. After a few brief conversations, disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head.

"The fierce ghosts have been almost wiped out, and the most important figures, 'Wang Jiang' and 'Long Ma', have also been arrested."

The blitzkrieg was faster than he had imagined, especially with the addition of Caesar and Chu Zihang. Now even if Yuan Zhinv was willing to switch sides and help, she would have no chance.

But Yuan Zhinv, who was waiting for the verdict, showed a slight fear. He shook his head with a firm tone.

"No, the king will not be caught that easily. He is an immortal demon. I have tried to kill him countless times over the years, but he was able to come back to life every time."

"No, the king will really die, and he will die soon."

The world in Luke's eyes turned into countless intertwined silk threads, which finally converged at a node not far away. He raised his hand and gently moved it a few times, sentencing the man who would sacrifice Eri and become the fake White King in his predetermined destiny to death.

"I'm not talking about a king general, but something more important than a king general. It's a feat that no half-blood has ever accomplished."

A feat that no hybrid has ever accomplished?
Yuan Zhisheng frowned, his heart skipped a beat, "What do you mean?"

"Don't forget your hybrid's job just because you're fighting your fallen brethren."

Luke's smile widened, and he couldn't help licking his lips, seeming to be expecting something.

"For hybrids, the most important thing is of course to slay dragons. As long as they kill one or two dragon kings, any sin can be forgiven. At least it will be much easier to do on the surface."

Dragon King! ?
Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but look at Yuan Zhinu, whose face was soft and fragile at the moment. He knew of course that the "Dragon King" Lu Ke mentioned was not his brother's code name among the fierce ghosts, but the noble first generation of the dragon clan.

But, how is it possible?

The activities of the four kings have not appeared in many years. Moreover, although Genjitsu is very strong, even stronger than him, it is still too exaggerated to say that she can deal with the Dragon King.

These so-called super hybrids are nothing more than a little power bestowed by the White King. The four great kings are actually a part directly split from the Black King!

Yuan Zhisheng looked at him in doubt, "Which of the four great kings are you talking about?"

Luke touched Eri's head and said, "It's hard to say which one it is. After all, the four great kings have all gathered in Japan now. Well... if we count the sea area."

what! ?

Yuan Zhisheng felt cold all over and his hair stood on end.

(End of this chapter)