Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 279 The Divine Punishment System is supposed to be for slaying gods, why is it hitting an old man like me?!
At the base of the Sumeru pedestal, the Trieste was successfully recovered.

However, the dock at the bottom has already fallen, and a large number of zombies are wreaking havoc there.

Cheng Shuangfan was shirtless and covered in sweat. Her face was pale from overuse of the Word Spirit, but she was still struggling to control the dizziness in her brain and used a steel cable to sweep away all the approaching corpse guards.

The hatch of the Trieste opened, and Caesar, who was completely helpless underwater, rushed out in a rage, wielding two golden Desert Eagles and unleashing a barrage of fire. The specially made mercury bombs blasted a bowl-sized hole in the head of the Corpse Guardian.

Sweating profusely, his clothes soaked and revealing the hideous tattoos covering his back, Angers tucked his disheveled hair behind his head, grabbed Caesar's hunting knife, and charged into the horde of corpse guards.

The situation is extremely dire. The nuclear bombs haven't been transported away yet, and the White King has already revived. Moreover, he has apparently devoured all the powerful demons who made great contributions to replenish himself and is now heading towards the sea battlefield.

Faced with the White King, who was very likely to be in its complete form, they were powerless to resist. Fortunately, the old stallion of the Gattuso family suddenly contacted him, saying that he had prepared a great treasure and wanted to use the White King as a guinea pig to test its effects.

That was the ultimate weapon jointly developed by the Gattuso Institute and the Russian Federal Space Agency, codenamed Divine Retribution.

This is a space-based weapon modeled after a research project called "Rod of God" initiated by the U.S. Department of Defense in 1985.

A metal rod approximately 6 meters long, made of high-density tungsten, manganese, and uranium, is released from space after locking onto a target. The kinetic energy released upon impact is comparable to that of a small nuclear weapon.

This precious treasure hasn't been tested in real combat yet. Because the White King suddenly appeared and the Gattuso family heir insisted on joining in, they had no choice but to use it in actual combat without testing it first.

Shigeo Miyamoto raised an objection, stating that the biggest problem the United States encountered when researching the Rod of God was that it was completely impossible to aim at the target. If the Heavenly Triumph system aimed at the White King but hit Mount Sumeru, it would be a devastating blow to friendly forces.

Pompeii stated that after a series of calculations, the space-based weapon has reached its optimal value in all aspects. As for accuracy, it will be guaranteed by Norma's war persona, Eva, and the rest will depend on luck.

Angers was shocked that the Gattuso family had quietly developed such a large space-based kinetic weapon, and also somewhat relieved that these ambitious people had finally done something worthwhile instead of always being busy holding others back.

The Gattuso family heir is on the naval battlefield, and they would never allow anything to happen to him. Therefore, the six Damocles' Swords mounted on this Divine Punishment System are likely capable of severely injuring or even killing the Dragon King.

Back at the academy, the old cowboy and his crazies from the equipment department were already fiddling with space-based weapons. Eva said that as long as Angers gave the order, she would drop an iron rod from space, which would surely blast the area where the White King was located to smithereens.

Coincidentally, the satellite carrying the Divine Retribution system is in low Earth orbit and is currently near the Pacific Ocean, so it will have the opportunity to unleash the sword of Damocles in about ten minutes.

As for the target of the throw, Angers did not hesitate at all and chose the Sumeru seat where they were located.

The intelligence submitted by Ryoma Genichiro indicates that the White King's flight speed is comparable to that of a fighter jet, and it is far more agile than a fighter jet. It is impossible for it to just stand there and wait for the Sword of Damocles to pierce through it.

Therefore, someone must hold the White King back.

And apart from him and Uesugi Kotsu, no one else could do it.

"Caesar, Cheng Shuangfan, go to the command center and evacuate with the others." Angers, relying on the Zero Time buff, managed to lead his subordinates and students out of the encirclement.

To prevent the zombies from attacking the command center through the elevator shaft, the elevator leading to the top had been destroyed, so they had to climb the iron ladder using both their hands and feet.

All three were hybrids, so this height was not a problem for them at all. The problem was that they had to guard against the attacks of the corpse guards while climbing the ladder.

Angers decisively swung his sword and cut the iron ladder below. Cheng Shuangfan then bent them, leaving the relentlessly pursuing corpse guards with nowhere to get a foothold, thus successfully shaking off the monsters.

After catching their breath, Cheng Shuangfan grabbed Caesar and ran towards the command center.

He had been maneuvering the Trieste underwater, dodging too many attacks from the Corpse Guardians. After the ordeal just now, his body was on the verge of collapse and he was of no help at all.

The space-based weapons are too lethal. The Gattuso family will definitely not allow the Kassel College to bring the Sword of Damocles to the head of the future family head, so Caesar must leave.

Caesar knew this too, and didn't indulge in a heroic act by staying behind to stand with the principal.

There was no time to see the two off. The elderly dragon slayer dragged his weary body out of the Sumeru Throne, picked up a knife from someone's corpse on the ground, and charged into the horde of corpse guardians without hesitation.

Two days of first-class service and two days of sunbathing!
The moment the world's strongest dragon slayer appeared, he adopted the same swordsmanship as the world's strongest hybrid, wielding two swords and transforming into a spinning top of blades amidst the horde of corpse guards. With unparalleled speed and domineering power, he cleaved through all the corpse guards blocking his path.

Above, the crowd, still reeling from the shock, watched as another elderly figure emerged from below, slaughtering all enemies like a bulldozer. They finally understood what the world's inconsistencies meant.

People have different physical constitutions. These mixed-race individuals, who are at most A-grade, can only silently kneel down, let alone the two supermodel emperors below them.

It only took Angers ten seconds to break out from inside the Sumeru pedestal and charge to Uesugi Kotetsu's side.

Nine and a half seconds of that time was spent adapting to the corpse guard's offensive. In the remaining half second, he charged forward with zero speed, instantly arriving in front of Uesugi Kotsuki, startling the latter so much that he almost stabbed him on the spot.

"Oh my God, Angers, you've finally made it up."

Upon seeing the familiar old face, Uesugi Kotsushi suddenly felt his body brimming with strength again: "There are still so many corpse guards in the sea that we can't kill them all. Let's just evacuate everyone from the Sumeru Throne and detonate the nuclear bomb to kill them all."

The sea was littered with the wreckage of ships and law enforcement personnel, with large numbers of zombies devouring their corpses. The surrounding submerged floating platforms were slowly tilting, with countless zombies clinging to them and emitting chilling roars.

To completely eliminate them, the only option is nuclear weapons; this is the optimal solution that Uesugi Kotsugi can come up with.

“Withdrawal is fine, but there’s something I need to tell you.” Angers’ voice was very heavy, as if a whole mountain was pressing down on him.

When Uesugi saw his expression, his heart sank, knowing that something unexpected must have happened again that he didn't know about.

“God has been resurrected and is heading this way. The Gattuso family provided weapons that can destroy God, but God is too fast to lock onto. I had them lock onto the Sumeru Throne and wait for God to descend here before blasting him to pieces.” Angers moved behind him and joined in the slaughter of the corpse guards, whose numbers were hardly dwindling.

"Isn't that great?" Uesugi Yue slashed down the seven-meter-long corpse guardian with one stroke. The ancient sword could not go any further when it pierced the corpse's chest and abdomen, so he could only kick it away.

At the beginning, this strike would have been enough to cut the corpse guard in half, but now he can't even cut a bone, which means his physical strength has greatly declined.

Of course, no matter how much it weakens, it is still a bit stronger than Angers. That old guy could only split the Corpse Guardian in half and shatter a few scales with one strike, and the resulting injury was unlikely to be fatal.

"The problem is that God isn't stupid; you need a lure with considerable appeal and fighting power to keep him here."

Angers, expressionless, uttered these words that foreshadowed their fate and destiny: "Otherwise, it will turn around and attack other evacuees."

Upon hearing these words, Uesugi Kotsushi felt an indescribable sense of absurdity wash over him.

After finally holding out until that old Angers came ashore, I could unleash my ultimate move to obliterate the enemy, but little did I know that an even stronger enemy was on its way.

Without even thinking, he knew who this attractive and combat-capable bait was referring to: besides himself, there was only Genjiro, who was relatively calm in the distance with the support of Sakura and Yasha.

Uesugi was inclined to refuse Angers' request to join forces and die together, but he knew in his heart that if the White King wanted to complete himself, he would definitely hunt down the White King's bloodline at all costs.

Even if he and Genjiro leave together in a helicopter, they will inevitably be caught up, and a massacre will still be unavoidable.

Therefore, he had to stay and sacrifice his life to give Yuan Zhisheng a chance to live.

After a long silence, he slashed horizontally with his sword. As the ancient blade shattered, a hideous head shot into the sky, gritting its teeth and saying:

"Give me the detonator for the nuclear bomb, and you take them with you!"

The Emperor is the individual closest to the Dragon King. He is confident that he can hold out for a while if he risks his life. Even if he can't hold out until Gattuso's space-based weapon arrives, he can still drag the White King along to experience humanity's god-slaying weapon - the nuclear bomb.

He should have died more than sixty years ago, but he has been living on until now.

Before she died, my mother cursed, saying that God would punish sinners with lightning and fire...

Now, with thunder, lightning, and torrential rain, another earth-shattering explosion would be exactly what she expected.

Although it wasn't the Catholic funeral he envisioned, the manner of his death was still quite grand and befitting of his imperial status.

“You can’t stop a god by yourself.” Angers gasped for breath. The katana he picked up with his left hand snapped in two the moment it struck the corpse guard. He only had time to use his right hand, the Dicket, to block the attack. He then drew an ancient sword from behind Uesugi Kotsugi and, with lightning speed, severed half of the corpse guard’s neck. The grotesque head drooped to one side. “Our relationship isn’t good enough for us to be buried together, is it?” Uesugi Kotsugi kicked out, sending a corpse guard that had ambushed Angers from a blind spot flying.

They actually had very little interaction, and their relationship couldn't really be described as good; calling them friends would be a stretch.

The first time we met, I almost got beaten to a pulp. Our subsequent interactions were limited to handing over evidence of crimes to Japan. Then, Uesugi Koreshi betrayed the Snake-Headed Eight Families and slaughtered the entire family in a single day. In the end, he was taken in as a dog by the Secret Party represented by Angers.

They were actually enemies, but sixty years had passed, and everything had become the past. There was no longer any national or personal hatred, only the mutual respect between the two old monsters.

“If I could, I would certainly like to kill all the dragons in the world before I die, but the hope is slim. I can only place my hopes on the younger generation.” Angers’ voice was calm, as if he had already disregarded life and death.

"And didn't you want a Catholic funeral? I received a favor from the local bishop when I was a child, so I know a little about this. If you don't mind, I can recite a prayer for you before the nuclear bomb explodes."

"Oh, please, having a blood-soaked avenger preside over my funeral? Even if I go to hell, the devil will probably look at me with more respect." Uesugi Kotsushi sneered, his gaze fixed on the young man in the distance whose figure had begun to sway and whose sword-wielding speed had slowed considerably.

"I thought you were thinking about going to heaven."

"How could someone as sinful as me be worthy of her? Besides, I have no face to see her." Uesugi Kotsugi took a deep breath, his twin swords deflecting the onrushing corpse guards and drawing a circle. Under Angers' cover, he chanted the incantation again, summoning the black sun that would annihilate everything.

The sea breeze suddenly became even more violent, and two splashes of water erupted from the surging tide. Two more dragon-shaped corpses appeared, but the force they created was not as great as when the black sun descended again.

A terrifying gravitational field erupted centered on Uesugi Koshi, tearing apart the corpse guardians a hundred meters ahead, turning them into white ash within the crown of the black sun.

White hair danced wildly in the gale, and Uesugi Kotsushi stood in the eye of the storm, like a god or demon.

He roared without turning his head:

"Yuan family brat! Take your men and leave immediately!!"

Not far away, Genji was gradually eliminating the Corpse Guardian with the help of Sakura and Crow. In his Dragon Bone state, his strength and defense were astonishing, but he could not withstand the relentless onslaught, and his stamina was almost at its limit.

Suddenly hearing Uesugi Etsu's voice, he froze on the spot, turned around and looked behind him. The white-haired old man walked alone towards the sea. In front of him was a giant, ferocious, roaring dragon skeleton, and behind him was a black, apocalyptic sun wheel spinning.

He suddenly understood what he had to do.

He always wore an invisible earpiece and never left the communication channel, so he was fully aware of the White King's attack and Angers' plan to use the Sumeru Seat as bait to kill the gods.

He never expected that his biological father, whom he had only met once today, would actually let go of all past grievances and choose to stay and perish together with the White King.

“But…” He subconsciously wanted to dissuade them. Maybe Sakura had already killed the White King and saved the world. Even if they failed to stop the White King’s resurrection, they were trying to intercept and kill him.
"go!"

Uesugi Kotsushi did not turn around, his voice filled with the fury of a collapsing mountain and a tsunami.

This was not a command, but a plea.

"Unidentified flying object detected approaching! Unidentified flying object detected approaching! It's moving very fast and will arrive at the battlefield in no more than two minutes!"

Shio Miyamoto's voice pierced through the rain, replacing the alarm that had been blaring all night.

The sword of Damocles still has five minutes left, and the final enemy is already upon us.

The number of helicopters prepared for this operation was not large, and nearly half of them crashed in the battle. The remaining half were either forced to stop for resupply due to running out of ammunition and food and were overwhelmed by the surging zombies, or they were unable to take off again because they ran out of fuel.

At this point, only five helicopters remained operational on the Sumeru Throne, insufficient to take everyone with them. Only the senior management and technical personnel had a chance to escape. The remaining personnel would assist Uesugi Koshi and Angers in leaving the gods behind on this sea.

The technical staff of Kassel College had already evacuated when the battle began. After all, their insurance only included air transport of remains, while the members of the Snake Clan received disability compensation and death benefits of up to one million yen each, so they naturally couldn't stay and fight alongside these Japanese.

Inuyama He and Miyamoto Shio were not like Angers; they didn't have the guts to blow up the helicopter's fuel tanks and leave them with no way to escape. They could only watch them leave.

"Young Master, let's go!" Upon hearing the broadcast, Crow knew that the ancestor of the Japanese mixed-race was about to arrive, and wished he could jump down, carry Genjiro on his shoulder, and take him away.

Yasha was a man of action; he grabbed a cable and threw it at Genjiro, yelling for him to grab it and hurry up and leave.

Sakura remained silent, simply manipulating the metal blade that Genji had forged for her to sweep wildly through the horde of corpse guards below, surrounding each one that tried to attack the man. If she couldn't break through their defenses, she would poke their eyes and then burrow into their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

She is Yuan Zhisheng's special assistant and his confidante. She will not make decisions for her young master, but will always follow him. Even if there is a bottomless cliff or a sea of ​​fire in front of him, she will never leave him and will always follow him.

Yuan Zhisheng grabbed the thrown rope, his usual ruthless decisiveness gone, replaced by a hint of indecisiveness.

Uesugi Koshi noticed the commotion behind him, a wave of tenderness washing over him. Finally, he called out loudly:

"Hurry up and go, take good care of your younger siblings!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhisheng did not hesitate any longer. Pulled by the cable, his body rapidly ascended, but his eyes were fixed on the last Shadow Emperor who was facing the two dragon-shaped corpse guards, as well as the bearded lion guarding behind him.

Yaksha and the crow worked together to pull Genjiro up, grabbing his arm to prevent him from jumping down again in a moment of recklessness, and rushed towards the helicopter landing platform in the distance, where the propellers had already been opened:

"Young Master, it's too late, we have to go!"

Yuan Zhisheng looked up and saw that only a group of researchers and Caesar Cheng Shuangfan were waiting on the elevator platform. The figure of the Inuyama family head, sword in hand, disappeared at the end of the platform. The moment he jumped down, his face showed a resolute determination to die.

Meanwhile, the head of the Miyamoto family held his ground, preparing to personally detonate the nuclear bomb.

"Yuan-kun, the future of the family is entrusted to you!"

Inuyama He's roar echoed in the wind and rain.

As a disciple, one should stand with one's teacher through thick and thin, even in life and death; how can one possibly flee alone?

The crow almost burst into a tirade. These old geezers, one by one, were willing to die so bravely, weren't they deliberately trying to make things difficult for the young master?

As expected, when Genjiro saw that both family heads had chosen to sacrifice themselves for their country, he stopped in his tracks instantly. Even with all their might, the crow and the yaksha could not make him advance an inch further.

“Eri has found her beloved husband, and the young girl has found a lifelong partner. She no longer needs my care.”

Genjiro found a reason to stay, forcefully throwing the crow and the demon towards the helicopter: "Go back, and from now on you'll follow Erii. This is the head of the family's order!"

After saying that, he looked at Ying again, but saw that her eyes were resolute. He knew that even if he gave the order, he could not send her away. He just smiled, took her hand, and turned to return to the battlefield.

Below, Uesugi Kotsu, unaware that his foolish son had returned, leaped out with boundless pride, ready to slay all enemies in his path with his sword.

But just as he leaped out and swung his sword at the dragon, a black lightning bolt tore through the sky!
A deafening shriek came from afar, the world was as bright as day, and a black light ripped through the wind and rain and arrived with a roar!

"boom--!!!"

Amidst a deafening shriek, a black arc of light pierced through the two dragon skeletons, causing the decaying bones to crumble in the blinding light, and the shockwave evaporated all the seawater within a hundred meters radius.

Uesugi was thrown into the air by the blast wave, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air. After tumbling several times, he landed heavily in front of Angers.

"Damn it, wasn't the Divine Retribution System supposed to be for dealing with gods? This deviation from the intended path is way too outrageous!"

Uesugi Koshi, coughing up blood, collapsed into Angers' arms, his curses nearly echoing through the sky.

Family members, who understands? Since I appeared on the show, the only injury I've suffered has come from friendly forces.

What, am I just destined to be punished by heaven?!

(End of this chapter)