Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 277 I bestow upon you my blood, to refine your soul with it (Seeking monthly votes or 2!!!)
The terrain near the Tama River was completely destroyed, and white threads were everywhere. Mai Shutoku was worried that a forced landing would damage the propeller, so she could only hover above the burning dragon corpse.

Fingel clung to the hatch, leaning out halfway to take pictures of the spectacular scene below with his phone. Hundreds of red, translucent cocoons were scattered throughout the shattered camp, and thousands of even larger cocoons lay in the distant mountains and forests.

As a bystander at the scene of the White King's execution, the video footage he possesses is absolutely unique—a one-of-a-kind find that would attract countless people to bid high prices for it if released.

The unfortunate thing is that he is a senior employee of Kassel College, and he can neither keep the video to himself nor use it for profit. He can only hand it over to the executive department for filing.

Fortunately, the tall, wealthy woman in the driver's seat promised him a large sum of money, so the trip wasn't entirely in vain.

On the other side of the hatch, Erii, with her hair flying and a slightly anxious expression, was looking around below.

All she saw was Lu Mingfei stab a large white worm onto his sword, set fire to the Yamata no Orochi, then suddenly turn his head to look at the giant water well in the distance, and the next second he vanished without a trace.

Because she was in the sky, with thunderclaps and continuous rain and evaporating mist, her powerful hearing and eyesight were severely impaired, and she couldn't find Lu Mingfei's location for a while.

This really worried the girl. If she could fly or rappel, she probably would have jumped right down.

Just as she was filled with anxiety, wondering whether to use judgment to break through the white mist below, a kind voice suddenly came from behind her:
"What are you looking for? Do you need help?"

Erii instinctively wanted to nod, but quickly realized who the voice belonged to. She immediately turned around and saw a smiling boy standing in the middle of the cabin.

"Sakura!"

The girl called his name softly, then reached out and hugged the boy who was still refreshed despite slaying the dragon in the rain. She rested her chin on his shoulder and smelled the faint scent of blood on his body.

She frowned, pouted, and gave a slight look of disdain:
“Stinky.”

The girl with mysophobia complained, but she still didn't let go of his arms around his waist.

Lu Mingfei hid his hands behind his back, unable to hug back, and could only chuckle and say that he would take a nice bath after finishing his business.

Erii was finally satisfied. Just as she was about to ask him if he was injured, she saw Fingel standing there with his hands covering his chest. His face was contorted and twisted like a chrysanthemum, making it look like he had eaten several kilograms of lemon juice.

It's unclear whether Lu Mingfei was injured or not, but one of his Fingal units quietly shattered.

The internal injuries and psychological trauma suffered.

Not wanting to watch any more of the young people hugging and cuddling as if the drama was coming to an end, Fingel turned his back and muttered that young people these days have no restraint at all, unlike them back then.

Back then, it was his first and only relationship, and he would sweat with nervousness just from holding hands.

Looking up at the howling wind and torrential rain, Fingel gazed at the lightning-streaked sky and felt a strange sadness, as if he might sing a funeral for roses at any moment.

Behind them, Lu Mingfei returned the restored Tenyu Habakiri to Shude Mai and instructed her:

"The Snake-Headed Eight Family members will probably be here soon. Remember to tell Potato Chips to keep that dragon bone safe. It's my spoils of war, and I can't let the Snake-Headed Eight Family members get it."

"Don't worry, the transport helicopter is on its way," Su Enxi's voice came through the onboard loudspeaker.

As a Wall Street queen and a capital vampire, for her to give away such a precious dragon bone was worse than killing her.

Hearing this, Lu Mingfei felt relieved; the potato chip girl was very reliable.
"Then I'll leave this place to you. Erii and I have some things to attend to, so we'll be going now."

After saying that, he took Erii's hand and jumped out of the helicopter, landing directly on the shattered mountains and rivers below.

Erii clung tightly to his waist, her face showing no fear or apprehension whatsoever. She had experienced this scene once before and knew what would happen next.

Just as she had expected, from the red and white sea of ​​mist below, a giant sword the size of a door panel burst forth from the mist and appeared beneath their feet in an instant. After carrying them away from gravity, it shot off towards the east.

Fingel remained silent, focusing solely on filming. He recorded the scene of the two flying on swords, transitioning from an urban youth romance film to an ancient costume romance film, on his phone, intending to make a quick buck.

He just managed to photograph what Lu Mingfei was hiding behind his back. To be honest, the Japanese-mixed-race god is really disgusting.

"Sakura, where are we going?"

Erii curiously examined the transparent barrier that enveloped them and the giant sword beneath their feet, the raging wind and rain being kept out by the Word of Power: Dustless Land.

"Didn't I say before that we'd save the world?" Lu Mingfei said matter-of-factly.

"But wasn't that monster defeated just now?"

"After defeating the big boss, there are still some mobs to clear out." Lu Mingfei sighed silently. "The scenes in movies where the mobs all die when the leader dies are all fake. Reality doesn't have such a convenient and absurd ending."

That's right, I'm talking about you—(__)

It wasn't just the Yamata no Orochi that ran out of the Akagami River just now; there was also a whole bunch of Oni-toothed Vipers. If these little creatures manage to escape, the Tama River will become the most dangerous river in the world, bar none.

So he actually put in some effort just now to drive all those little things back to the Red Demon River and block the outlet.

Although it's a temporary fix, it's a problem that the Snake Clan needs to address and resolve. What does it have to do with that particular person?

"Are you going to help your brother?" Erii remembered that Genji was going to do something important today, and had Sakura relay some things to her that she didn't quite understand.

“But those are all minor matters. Erii, close your eyes first. I have something to give you.” As Lu Mingfei said this, he had already covered Erii’s eyes with one hand.

The girl didn't ask any questions, but clasped her hands in front of her lower abdomen, obedient like a docile Yamato Nadeshiko, quietly waiting for Sakura's gift.

Although she couldn't see, she could hear strange hissing sounds and the faint knocking sounds of something hard rubbing and bumping against each other.

I'm a little curious, but I can hold back.

Lu Mingfei made Erii close her eyes, naturally not wanting her to see what was about to happen.

After all, Erii isn't Nico Robin; she wouldn't find those ugly things cute. If she knew the medicine he prepared was a disgusting giant worm, she'd definitely wriggle around and refuse to cooperate.

With his golden eyes rekindled, Lu Mingfei stared at the strange insect on the Kusanagi Sword that was still struggling and not dead, and slowly loosened his grip on the hilt.

Just as the Yamata no Orochi was slain, Lu Mingze's figure reappeared in the rain.

The boy who always kept a secret casually pointed out Herzog's hiding place and then nonchalantly told him how to refine the White King's power.

“Brother, in this world, there are only three beings who can rewrite the bloodline of others with their own will, looking back through all of history.”

One is already dead, the other is as if dead.

As for the remaining one?
The silly little brother then deliberately kept everyone in suspense, tilting his head and putting on an innocent expression, as if to say, "Ah~ who's the other one? It's so hard to guess~"

Lu Mingfei ignored him.

Of course he knew who it was.

"I give you my blood, to refine your soul with my blood."

As soon as he finished speaking, the barrier of the "Dustless Land" that had surrounded the two people and their sword and protected them from the wind and rain suddenly shattered.

Instead, a much deeper realm has silently unfolded!

It's like throwing a pebble into a calm lake.

However, this pebble did not create ripples, but rather a towering wave!

The moment the domain unfolded, the wind and rain were abruptly dispersed by an invisible shockwave.

Centered on Lu Mingfei, a vacuum suddenly formed within a radius of thirty meters, where even time seemed to freeze.

The sacred remains embedded in the sword blade were seized by an invisible force and slowly pulled out.

Sensing the deadly danger, the ugly worm suddenly contracted its single eye, hissed and twisted its body, staring intently at the girl whose eyes were covered, trying to take over her body!
However, the next second, an immense and unfathomable force suddenly pressed down!

Its struggles came to an abrupt halt, its ugly body began to tremble violently, and the spine encased in flesh emitted a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound.

The enormous golden eye was gradually consumed by blood, until finally—

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the enormous single eye exploded!

The crimson-gold divine blood flowed out like molten gold, gathering in the air into fist-sized golden droplets, radiating a terrifying pressure and a fanatical allure!
Lu Mingfei raised his hand and caught the drop of divine blood crystal, enough to drive the entire hybrid world and even all dragons mad.

He could feel the power of the White King contained within, surging like a tidal wave.

He carefully drew out a wisp of it and transferred it into Erii's body.

The Gift of Blood can rewrite the bloodline of others, but Erii's bloodline has already exceeded the norm.

She has already stepped one foot on the path to godhood; she is a half-evolved being.

Herzog once said that she possessed such a dangerous bloodline because she was tainted with the blood of an ancient dragon.

If her bloodline is forcibly enhanced, she will instantly degenerate into a mindless Deadpool.

The blood of the White King is the "lock" that anchors her will so that she does not lose her way, her spirit does not collapse, and her evolution does not go astray.

Lu Mingfei softly recited the words that naturally came to mind, guiding the White King's blood into Erii's body:
"The unreachable places will never be reached, yet wherever we go, they radiate brilliance!"

"boom--"

Nearly one-tenth of the divine blood was transferred into Erii's body, and the girl's slender body suddenly straightened.

She unconsciously let out a soft groan, her tightly closed eyelashes trembling violently, and golden flames ignited in her suddenly opened eyes, scorching and majestic.

Divine blood surged within her, as hot as molten lava.

Every drop of blood was reshaping her broken body, repairing those fatal flaws!
Bones are remodeling, blood is boiling, and the gene chain is violently dismantled and then perfectly reconstructed.

From now on, she will no longer be at risk of becoming Deadpool!
Lu Mingfei's palm remained on her cheek, quietly sensing the changes within her body.

Realizing that Erii's body had reached its limit and that further absorption would cause her to lose her human form and completely transform into a pure-blooded dragon, he decisively cut off the output of the divine blood crystal. "Crack, crack—"

Fine cracks suddenly appeared on the pale, transparent shell of the holy remains.

This parasite, which twice triggered crises that destroyed Japan and even reduced the exceptionally high racial stats of Japanese mixed-race individuals, is now crumbling bit by bit.

In the end, it turned into grayish-white dust and dissipated in the torrential rain.

In ancient times, it was reduced to ashes by the Black Emperor;

As time passed, it ultimately could not escape the same fate.

just this time,
It doesn't even deserve to be left with a grave.

Erii's tense body suddenly went limp, and she leaned into Lu Mingfei's arms.

She breathed softly, feeling the earth-shattering changes within her body.

The curses that haunted her throughout her life are melting away, like ice and snow meeting the rising sun.

She can finally walk freely in every corner of the world like an ordinary person. She no longer has to worry that a careless word will take her life, nor does she have to fear that her very existence is a disaster.

The girl suddenly turned her head and stared into Lu Mingfei's still-burning golden eyes.

Two equally intense eyes met at very close range, reflecting the joy leaping in each other's eyes.

Erii buried her face in Lu Mingfei's chest, greedily absorbing "Sakura energy" like a kitten.

She praised him softly, her voice filled with barely concealed joy:
"Sakura, you're amazing!"

“Eri is also very impressive.” Lu Mingfei gently stroked the girl’s soft hair, his smile more relaxed than ever before.

One of the huge weights on my heart finally lifted, and I felt even my breathing became lighter.

He grasped the solidified divine blood crystal, casually stuffed it into his pocket, and asked softly:
"how do you feel?"

"It's very comfortable." Erii looked up at him, her eyes filled with undisguised laughter:
"I've never felt so relaxed before."

"Hehe, things will stay easy from now on." Lu Mingfei's lips curled up slightly as he glanced at the horizon.

Two fighter jets were flying in from the direction of Tokyo, their wings cutting through the thick rain, their exhaust trails leaving two pale streaks in the gray sky.

As Potato Chip Girl once said, Ryoma's family head is a "First Class Air Corpsor" in the Self-Defense Forces' reserve force, equivalent to an air force colonel in other countries, and can deploy fighter jets to participate in combat when necessary.

In retrospect, that must have been the vanguard of the Snake Clan.

Thankfully, the White King didn't manage to revive, otherwise these two metal toys would have been a perfect gift.

However, it won't be quick for Chip Girl to pack up and take the dragon bone away; we can't let those two fighters cause trouble.

He raised his hand and pointed lightly, his golden eyes fixed on the thick clouds where lightning flashed. With a slight change of thought, his fingertip suddenly moved down, pointing at the fighter jet speeding in the distance.

As if summoned, the lightning bolts rolling in the clouds struck precisely between the two fighter jets.

boom--! ! !
The two fighter pilots were discussing whether to go and check on an unidentified flying object that had appeared on their radar when a bolt of lightning grazed their aircraft and brought them down.

An alarm suddenly blared in the cockpit, and all the instrument panels spun wildly.

Before the two pilots could react, the entire fighter jet plummeted out of control like a kite with a broken string.

The two unlucky pilots were bewildered. Fortunately, the ejection system hadn't malfunctioned. Rather than crashing into pieces with their beloved fighter jet, they decided to gamble on the chance of being struck by lightning while parachuting.

"boom!"

Two fighter jets crashed into the ground one after the other, the explosions illuminating the darkness. At the same time, two parachutes opened in the sky and swayed precariously as they fell to the ground in the wind and rain.

"What? The fighter jet was struck by lightning and crashed?"

At the Tokyo Air Force Base, Genichiro Ryoma received a report from the front lines, his face even more somber than the sky outside the window.

What does it mean when the right time, the right place, and the right people are all not here?
This is.

However, he still remembered that there was an unidentified flying object speeding through the air, heading in the direction of the burial site.

Could it be the god of resurrection?
How could it be so fast?

Just as he was wondering, bad news came from the sea: three of the six sea platforms had already fallen, and the remaining three Sumeru platforms were also in imminent danger.

Despite this situation, the main family and Kassel College still decided to abandon the nuclear bomb's use to eliminate the monster, allowing it to fall on Japanese soil and obliterate the god who was about to be revived.

Genichiro Ryoma was deeply moved upon hearing this news and then declined the offer.

"We spotted an unidentified flying object over Yokohama at an extremely high speed. Two fighter jets that were rushing to the scene were inexplicably shot down, and we suspect that it was the other party's doing."

"You mean—God?" Kotaro Fuma, who was at Genji Heavy Industries, looked solemn. When Mount Fuji erupted, he immediately had Kaguya-hime hack into the satellite over Honshu Island to check the situation there.

But the thick clouds and dense volcanic ash blocked all prying eyes, and no one knew what was happening around them.

However, there was good news: the No. 13 water reservoir near the Tamagawa River inexplicably lost contact, and the Iron Dome Temple system also reported an error.

Princess Kaguya followed the clues and discovered that the system there had been hacked at some point. Upon closer inspection, she was shocked to find that it had long been turned into a hideout for the Oni Clan.

Without a doubt, it must have been those bastards from the Demon Clan who secretly woke up the White King while the Snake Clan and Kassel College were dropping a nuclear bomb in the Abyss.

"Those damned bastards!" he cursed through gritted teeth, but quickly composed himself and asked the head of the Sakurai family, who was leading the search party, "..."
"Have you found the head of the Uesugi family?"

"No." Sakurai Nanami's voice was also somewhat anxious. The helicopter disappeared after flying away from Yokohama, and even radar could not detect it.

She is now leading a team to search in the direction the helicopter disappeared, but to no avail.

At sea, the largest floating platform is teetering on the brink of collapse amidst the tide of corpses.

At the top, Genji had run out of sniper rifle bullets and was holding two knives, guarding the roundabout and cutting down all the zombies that rushed up.

"How much longer?!" His roar pierced the rain, sweat mingling with rainwater streamed down his handsome face, and his white shirt was already soaked with black and red bloodstains.

Sakura's bullet grazed his ear and blew the head off a sneaky zombie guard.

"Two hundred meters left!"

Her voice was frighteningly calm, even though her knuckles gripping the gun had turned white.

Sakura's Word of Power was no match for these monsters, which were often six or seven meters long, and her strength was insufficient to split these ferocious monsters apart. She could only hold her gun and guard Genji's back to prevent him from being ambushed by the Corpse Guardians.

"Hold on, don't let those things rush up!" Yuan Zhisheng roared, the spider slicing out a tragic arc of light, and the three corpse guards' remains crashed into the sea.

The platform where the winch was located was covered in the black and red blood of the Corpse Guardian, and Crow and Yaksha were fighting a bloody battle with their respective men.

At this moment, there are nearly a thousand corpse guards on the Sumeru pedestal where they are. Even if they run out of bullets, they may not be able to kill them all, not to mention the endless tide of corpse guards.

"It's endless, it's impossible to finish!" Crow muttered under his breath, but his speed in pulling the trigger didn't slow down at all. He and Yaksha, back to back, were frantically cursing the birthplace of the Corpse Guardian.

"Bang!" The Yaksha fired the last bullet from its shotgun, slicing off most of the head of a corpse guardian, and then kicked it off the platform.

Before he could even catch his breath, he froze on the spot and slowly uttered, "Shh, right?"

The crow, taking a moment to glare at him, wanted to ask what was wrong with him, but in that instant, it saw a huge whirlpool suddenly rise on the sea surface, and an ancient skeleton, comparable to a skyscraper, emerged from the water.

It was an ancient and magnificent creature, now reduced to bones and a few withered pieces of flesh that had not yet peeled off by the erosion of time. Its back was still covered with hard dragon scales, while its abdomen had rotted away completely.

Dragon-shaped Corpse Guardian!

An existence even more terrifying than the serpentine corpse guardian has appeared!

It roared silently to the sky, and although its vocal cords had rotted into ash over tens of thousands of years, the people seemed to hear a dragon's roar that transcended eternity.

This colossal creature trembled with its enormous bone wings, its jagged bone claws gripping the outer shell of the Sumeru pedestal, as it slowly climbed upwards.

The rotting dragon scales gleamed with a cold, bronze light under the moonlight, and the hollow abdomen resembled a hollowed-out tree trunk, with countless golden specks of light flickering in the darkness.

Those were the swarms of corpse guardians hidden among them, and they were all hissing.

The moment its bony wings unfurled, the dragon's ribs stretched out one by one, and hundreds of corpses poured down from the cage formed by its ribs, like opening Pandora's box.

They landed on the Sumeru pedestal, filling the gaps left by the corpses that had just been killed and fallen to the ground, and charged wildly towards the direction where Yuan Zhisheng and the others were.

"Damn it..." Crow's bullet pierced the eye socket of a corpse guard, and when he pulled the trigger again, only a blank shot rang out; he had run out of bullets.

"Now we really have to go to Yomotsu Hirasaka."

The dragon's claws were deeply embedded in the platform's outer shell, and its dark dragon eyes were fixed on Genji, who was standing at the very edge holding two swords. Its target was clear, and the force of each strike made the entire Sumeru pedestal groan under its strain.

"Don't say discouraging things!" Genji slowly sheathed his sword, his thumb lightly pushing the hilt, a flash of cold light appearing in the rain:
"Even if we truly reach the Yellow Springs, I will pave the way for you all."

But just as he was about to strike, a powerful shout came from behind:

"If the young people steal all the limelight, then we old folks will be too ashamed to show our faces!"

He turned around abruptly and saw an old man in a black suit carrying a sword box full of ancient swords leaping down from the command center.

His hair was completely white, and his eyes were calm as still water, but hidden within those eyes was a fierce and powerful force, as if he were a divine being who looked down upon all living beings.

(End of this chapter)