Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 267 The Demon Blade's Betrayal Shocks the Cloud Palace; A Lone Blade Reflects the Cold Sky in the Rainy Night.

As dusk fell, the last rays of the early summer sun had disappeared, and Tokyo was shrouded in a thick veil of rain.

The elite members of the Snake Clan, dressed in black law enforcement uniforms, hid in the night, sometimes gazing at the distant, unseen Sea of ​​Japan, and sometimes looking up at the temporarily closed host club.

"Actually, I also long to be a dragon slayer, but my family just didn't give me that opportunity."

One of the law enforcement officers complained to his colleague about his regret at not being able to participate in the God-Slaying Plan and being forced to serve as a jailer instead.

Six or seven people were crammed into the houses along the street. They were all law enforcement officers dressed in black, with knives and guns at their waists, and their bodies exuded a ferocity that had seen blood.

"The Takamagahara in the sea is where the gods are buried, and the Takamagahara on land is where the Dragon King of the Demon Clan is imprisoned. If you go in and kill him, you could round it up and call it dragon slaying," one of them joked.

"What a joke, the young master will kill me." The first person to speak glared at his teammate, then sat back down on the sofa, bored, gazing up at the dark night sky.

How many people do you think will die in this god-slaying event?

Upon hearing this, the previously relaxed atmosphere suddenly fell silent, clearly indicating that no one believed the family could kill the White King at minimal cost.

The squad leader standing at the window turned around and said coldly, "Do your job well and don't get distracted by other things."

The young master said that the Fierce Ghosts might come at any time to take back their Dragon King.

If you're careless, you could lose your life.

To prevent ordinary people from being drawn into the war between mixed-race individuals, the busiest street in Shinjuku tonight has been sealed off by the Hebi Hachike family, who have spent a fortune to book it under the guise of filming a movie.

There are few pedestrians on the street now, and only a group of elite members of the Snake Clan disguised as a film crew are still active at the street corner.

To prevent Herzog from stealing people, Genji made arrangements both above and below ground.

On the surface, there are only a few dozen law enforcement officers stationed near Takamagahara, but in reality, there are dozens of fully armed elites lying in ambush in the underground waterways, with enough firepower to support them in a small battle.

This configuration shows that the Ghost Clan has received considerable attention.

That's why the law enforcement officer was so negligent just now.

However, they still had to listen to their captain. The elite members of the Snake Clan on duty perked up and communicated with the film crew outside and the snipers and sentries on high ground, asking if they had spotted any suspicious persons loitering nearby.

Meanwhile, inside Takamagahara, Chu Zihang stood on the fourth floor, holding a knife and waiting intently, while Fingel stared at the monitor with utter boredom.

"The principal and the others should have arrived by now, right? I wonder how long it will take before they start descending."

Chu Zihang did not reply. He looked up at the clock on the wall and estimated in his mind how far the God-Slaying Plan had progressed.

"Hey junior brother, do you think the Ghost Clan will come tonight?" Perhaps feeling the atmosphere was too dull, Fingel tried to interact with Chu Zihang.

"Yes," the young swordsman replied succinctly.

"why?"

"Tonight is their last chance." Chu Zihang maintained his even breathing, his voice calm, as if responding to the calm before the storm.

Fingel knew that Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei had a little secret they hadn't told him. He wanted to go downstairs to find Old Tang, but at this time he should be flirting with that young lady from the Longma family. Going down there would only be showing off their lovey-dovey moments.

All the male escorts in Takamagahara had been taken out for team building by the humpback whale, so he had no one to keep him company. He could only open his laptop and find some good movies to watch.

Chu Zihang noticed that he was multitasking but didn't say anything. After all, Takamagahara was surrounded on all six sides by the Snake Clan, and the law enforcement officers would definitely have noticed what the surveillance cameras could capture immediately.

"Drip-"

My phone beeped softly. I opened it and saw it was a message from my mom.

Summer vacation is almost here, and his mom asked him when he would be back.

Kassel College is a private, elite university, but it adheres to a flexible system when it comes to holidays, much like companies in China.

Chu Zihang doesn't need to worry about failing his exams, nor does he have any special interpersonal relationships to maintain. If the executive department doesn't assign him any tasks, he'll probably fly back after the exams.

The situation is a bit unusual right now, and he's unsure where he'll go next, so he can only give a vague deadline.

Soon, a message popped up from my mom, saying to come back soon, otherwise my parents would be going on vacation to Sanya.

Upon seeing this message, Chu Zihang's usually calm expression wavered slightly. After replying with "Have fun," he put away his phone and prepared to continue conserving his energy.

But Lu Mingfei's message followed quickly, with several pictures posted in quick succession.

The crowds outside Yokohama International Stadium, the VIP access with the privilege of not having to queue, the best viewing seats just steps away from the stage, and the main stage completely covered by a black curtain.

Clearly, Lu Mingfei and Erii had already arrived at the concert venue and taken their seats.

With a light tap of your finger, re-enter the message and click send.

At the equipment section of Yokohama International Stadium, located southwest of Tokyo, Lu Mingfei looked at his good friend's reply on his phone, "Have fun," and replied with "Be careful," before putting his phone away and waiting for the concert to begin.

Yokohama International Stadium was already packed with over 70,000 fans, and many were still queuing to get in. Countless fans outside the stadium were waiting patiently to hear their idols sing, even without tickets.

Yokozuna, the "most beautiful girl in Japanese music," truly lives up to her reputation.

This was Erii's first time in such a lively setting. The noise and commotion around her made her a little uncomfortable, but not to the point where she needed to avoid it.

Having spent the whole day eating and drinking at the amusement park, they weren't hungry and didn't have dinner. They just bought some snacks and desserts and came in.

At this moment, Erii changed into the best friend set she had bought at Shibuya Parco. She wore a loose white short-sleeved T-shirt on top, light blue slim-fit jeans on the bottom, and mid-top canvas shoes.

Lu Mingfei, who was dressed exactly like her, sat next to her. The two of them looked like a young couple dressed in matching outfits to attend a concert.

At this moment, many people turned their attention to the golden couple. Lu Mingfei was holding a large bucket of popcorn, which is usually only seen in movie theaters, while Erii was holding an extra-large cup of cola and colorful cotton candy. She would take a bite herself from time to time and then hand it to Lu Mingfei to take a bite.

Before the audience members at the front could even enjoy the opening performance of Aoki Chinatsu's supposedly grand concert, they were already stuffed with the endless displays of affection from this young couple.

Time ticked by, and just as Erii pulled out her spicy snacks to "hiss hiss hiss" after the cotton candy ran out, the million-dollar sound system finally announced that the concert was about to begin.

In an instant, more than 80,000 people inside and outside the huge venue began chanting the name of Chinatsu Aoki:

"Chinatsu! Chinatsu!! Chinatsu!!!"

Amidst the deafening shouts, the speakers blared Aoki Chinatsu's signature song, "Butterfly"!

As the music played, the huge curtain on the stage slowly opened, revealing a giant glass swimming pool filled with water to more than 70,000 spectators.

Just as everyone was staring wide-eyed, trying to see where the star of tonight's concert was, a girl's clear voice, accompanied by the roar of a helicopter propeller, swept across the sky.

As everyone looked up, they saw a helicopter painted with Aoki Chinatsu's image roaring in from the other side of the venue. A girl with black hair and a white dress stood by the cabin door without any protective measures, playing the guitar with her fingers, her eyes indifferent, like a queen looking down on all living beings.

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

Lu Mingfei and Erii were the same; they had actually heard the helicopter earlier, but assumed it was a TV crew sent to film a concert documentary. They never expected Aoki Chinatsu to be so bold.

The girl's voice resounded throughout Yokohama, basking in the adoration of all the audience.

As the chorus approached, the helicopter was already hovering directly above the giant glass swimming pool.

Under the almost dazed gaze of the audience, the girl who had swept everything with the queen-like demeanor since her debut took a leap with her guitar in her arms, playing the strongest note and singing the climax in mid-air!

"Snapped--!!!"

The concert, worthy of being recorded in the history of Japanese pop music, officially began the moment Chinatsu Aoki fell into the glass swimming pool!
Lu Mingfei raised his hand and gently touched the water droplets, which then swirled in mid-air and splashed onto the others.

The beautiful young singer emerged from the water like a mermaid, her long, black hair flowing freely, her white dress clinging to her youthful body, outlining her perfect curves.

Under the spotlight, she was as beautiful as an angel, yet possessed a devilish allure.

One minute later, thunderous applause erupted!

"Boom boom boom——"

A deafening rumble of thunder echoed through the dark sky, and lightning flashed through the thick clouds.

Inside the building where law enforcement officers were stationed, not a sound could be heard.

The elite members of the Snake Clan, responsible for protecting the front of Takamagahara, lay dead in pools of blood, their bodies and the sofa beneath them split in two.

There were no signs of battle at the scene, and the expressions on their faces were only confusion and bewilderment. Their dull eyes stared at the ceiling, as if they had no idea why they had suddenly died.

Radio communication channels remained silent. The sniper and sentry atop the high-rise, unaware of their comrade's death below, were scanning their surroundings through their sniper scopes and binoculars. The next second, a sense of foreboding washed over them. Before their bodies could react, excruciating pain shot through their chests and necks, and they collapsed into the rain, blood mingling with the stagnant water.

The figure draped in a black cloak slowly withdrew his hand, his long, slippery tongue lightly licking the blood on his fingertips. His crimson-gold eyes, like two solitary lamps in the rain, gazed at the quiet nightclub, a ferocious smile curving his lips.

"Bang bang bang bang bang-!!!"

On the ground beneath Takatengahara, fifty fully armed law enforcement officers opened fire wildly, their index fingers on the triggers too heavy to let go.

Just moments before the thunder roared, the faint sound of scales scraping against the ground and the low whimper of a baby could be heard from within the underground passage.

Such commotion was all too familiar to the law enforcement officers who had experienced the Genji Heavy Industries Death Squad extermination battle. They immediately raised their guns and cannons towards the direction from which the sound came, and the moment those bronze monsters with human heads and snake bodies came into view, they began to fire wildly.

With the lights set up in advance, the underground sewers were as bright as day, and the howling, snake-like Deadpool charged forward like a bronze tide, braving a hail of bullets.

Underground waterways, edges, and even walls and ceilings are all part of their grotesque and imposing bodies.

Deadpool, who was at the forefront, had his scales shattered and his flesh mangled by a solid bullet.

The intense pain and immense resistance caused them to lose their momentum, and they were instantly crushed by their own kind from behind, screaming pitifully as they were turned into meat patties.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Deadpool has invaded! Deadpool has invaded!"

"Asking for support! Requesting support!"

The deafening gunshots pierced through more than ten meters and reached the ground. The law enforcement officers roared, their shouts mixed with cries for help!

On the third floor, Old Tang immediately put down his game controller and pulled Ryoma Kaoru to the next room, where Genji was sitting, with the Sakurai siblings fully armed with guns beside her.

On the fourth floor, Fingel frantically turned down the volume the moment the gunshot rang out, only to discover that the gunshot wasn't coming from the computer, but from underground.

"Holy crap, they're really here?!"

He muttered a curse under his breath, pushed the computer aside, pulled a box out from under the desk, and quickly put on a bulletproof vest. At the same time, he hung a shotgun, an automatic rifle, a pistol, and magazines on his body.

After he finished arming himself and finally put on his helmet, he found that the black-haired boy on the sofa in the middle of the living room had disappeared.

A cold wind blew in, accompanied by fine rain. The side window was open, and the wind and rain swept in.

“Boom, boom, boom—!!!”

A thunderclap flashed across the sky, and the law enforcement officers remaining on the ground heard gunshots. They shouted into the radio, but all they heard was the grating crackling of static.

The law enforcement officers, who were not serious at all and whose acting skills rivaled those of today's young heartthrobs, dropped their disguises, picked up weapons from the prop box, and did not dare to go to support their missing teammates, fearing it was a diversionary tactic. They scattered around the entrance of the Takamagahara nightclub, finding cover to guard against any possible attack.

But before they could find the enemy hiding in the shadows, the roar of a modified sports car could be heard amidst the torrential rain.

In the distance, a red Alfa Romeo sports car sped through the rain, its bright headlights resembling snake eyes.

The film crew's equipment was piled up in the middle of the road, which was actually a roadblock to block the outside view and hinder the passage of vehicles. As the Alfa Romeo approached, it made a graceful drift, and the hood of the car was only an inch away from the outermost prop box.

Seeing that there was only one person approaching, the elite law enforcement officers focused intently, gripping their weapons tightly. Several of them, who had dealings with the Kanto branch, recognized the vehicle and exclaimed in surprise:

"This is... Minister Asuya's car?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the scarlet sports car slammed on the brakes, its tires leaving charred marks on the wet ground, and it slid to a stop in front of everyone.

The car door opened, and a tall, imposing young man with a stern face and a cold demeanor stepped out, carrying a knife and striding towards them.
"Communication is down! What happened? Where is everyone else?!"

Given the naturalness of the question and the fact that the other party was the head of the Kanto branch, the elite members of the Snake Clan subconsciously regarded him as reinforcements sent by their main clan.

As for why there was only one person, it was because Minister Akechi Asuya was fast and strong, and always rushed to the front when killing.

As for why he, as the head of the Kanto branch, did not personally go to the battlefield to participate in command, but instead stayed in Tokyo, it was none of their business to care about the arrangements made by the big shots.

The law enforcement officer, wearing a director's hat, emerged from behind cover, bowed slightly, and spoke with a hint of remorse:
"The sniper team and reconnaissance team have all lost contact, and the underground defense forces have also been attacked, but we still haven't found out where the enemy is hiding."

Upon hearing this, Akechi Asuya frowned and turned to look at the buildings behind him. The misty rain obscured the view, making it impossible to see anything lurking in the shadows.

Seeing how easily he turned his back to them, the other law enforcement officers hiding behind cover also cautiously stepped out, their eyes alert, their weapons slightly lowered, ready to be raised and fired at any moment should a situation arise.

"Minister Asuya, are you alone?"

Someone asked in a low voice, "Akechi Asuya is a tough guy, and few of his subordinates dare to question his decisions."

Akechi Asuya turned around, looking at the enforcers who were still somewhat scattered, his golden eyes slowly igniting:
"The others are still on their way, but for now, I'm enough on my own."

As soon as they finished speaking, the roar of engines approached from behind. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw eight sports cars of different colors occupying the entire road, heading straight for them.

The Kanto branch has twelve group leaders. Four of them and one deputy group leader died earlier. It is obvious who the drivers of these eight vehicles are now.

The lead law enforcement officer sensed something was wrong. If the Kanto branch chief was a close-combat expert and staying in Tokyo would be more beneficial than harmful, then why were the other team leaders here?

"No, he..."

Just as he was about to shout a warning to his teammates, a clang rang out from the rain, and a streak of white light flashed in the lightning, instantly slicing across the enforcer's neck.

"Pfft-"

A head, its face contorted with shock and rage, flew high into the air, and blood gushed forth like a pillar from the severed wound of the headless corpse.

The sudden turn of events left the thirty-odd law enforcement officers present stunned, staring in disbelief at Akechi Asuya, finding it hard to believe that he would commit such a treacherous act.

But being a professional demon slayer who had experienced countless battles, he reacted instantly, raising his gun and pulling the trigger.

They all knew that Akechi Asuya had been known as invincible in close combat at Kassel College, and it was impossible for him to be foolish enough to fight with his fists and melee weapons.

However, they had been too close just now, and when the demon sword Akechi Asuya unleashed its full power, it left a blurry afterimage in front of the Takamagahara Garden lights, leaving only a lightning-fast flash of light in the crowd.

Screams rose and fell, the battle-hardened elites were as weak as chickens in front of the demon sword, no match for it at all.

"Squeak-"

Eight sports cars crashed through the props in the middle of the road, and the team leaders leaped out, either drawing their guns in mid-air and pulling the triggers, or rushing forward like leopards to snatch kills.

Before long, more than thirty law enforcement officers lay dead in pools of blood, their eyes filled with resentment.

Nine men and women dressed in law enforcement uniforms, their faces stained with blood to varying degrees, stood in the rain with wicked smiles, their golden eyes gleaming with an eerie and dazzling light.

"Ah—I absolutely love this feeling, Asuya, it's so great to be with you!"

"Yeah, Minister, let's charge one more time! I want to see what it feels like to chop down the Emperor!"

Several sickly young people were saying extremely dangerous things in the rain, their faces showing abnormal madness, clearly having hit something they didn't know.

Akechi Asuya twirled his sword, flicked away the blood, and looked at Takamagahara with undisguised ambition and a bloodlust in his crimson-gold eyes.

The power brought by the kiss of God was so great that he couldn't stop, and all he wanted to do was find a tough punching bag and fight it for three days and three nights!
And coincidentally, an emperor was hidden inside.

The commotion here can't be kept secret. Genji Heavy Industries will soon send reinforcements. We must act quickly and seize Genji's daughter!

"go!"

He chuckled softly and took the lead, walking at the very front.

However, after taking only two steps, a creaking sound came from the rain, and the gate of Takamagahara was pushed open from the inside.

A nineteen-year-old boy, carrying a three-foot-long sword, stepped into the rain, his snow-white shirt instantly shining through in the downpour.

Stray hairs clung to his cold, handsome brow bone, but could not conceal his vertical pupils, which, like molten gold, gazed at his prey with the same indifferent stare as an ancient dragon.

The nine figures wore mocking smiles, their gazes cruel and tyrannical.

The boy gently pushed the hilt of the knife with his thumb, and a clear, ringing sound cut through the rain.

The blade was drawn three inches from its sheath, its cold light illuminating his lips, which were pressed into a straight line.

There was no roar, no hesitation, like a lone wolf baring its fangs in a downpour.

(End of this chapter)