Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 120: The Incompetent and Furious Herzog (Please give me a monthly ticket! Please subscribe!)
No! Not one, but a group!!

Under Yuan Zhisheng's shocked gaze, these twisted "big fish" swam here one after another as if they had smelled the best bait, and then one by one put their heads against the glass wall, staring at the three people outside the water tank intently.

However, facing the gazes of these "big fish", Yuan Zhisheng's whole body stiffened. He felt a chill in his heart and an indescribable sense of fear.

The reason for this is that these "big fish" in front of him all have faces that look like humans, but their bodies are full of chaotic distortion.

For example, the closest mermaid has a beautiful female face and long black hair. Her face is a little pale, and there are traces of minimally invasive plastic surgery between her eyebrows.

But it was only the face that was beautiful. The mermaid began to deform from the neck down, and the lower body merged into a python-like tail. Only the remnants of the feet could be vaguely seen.

As if she had noticed Yuan Zhisheng's gaze, she suddenly opened her mouth and let out a shrill scream.

At the same time, two clear cracks tore apart from both sides of the delicate cherry lips, extending all the way to the base of the ears, revealing sharp fangs as dense as thorns, which made Yuan Zhisheng shudder.

However, the merman's roar only lasted a few seconds before a huge scaly claw attacked from behind the merman and dragged it back to the middle of the tank.

Immediately afterwards, a dozen or so human-faced fish around began to surround and kill this smaller species.

They greedily and excitedly bite part of the prey's body, swing their long tails wildly, and use the huge force of twisting their bodies to tear the prey apart.

A moment later, prey and predator formed a strange fleshy flower.

A demonic flower with snake-like petals, each petal swaying, and red blood smoke rising above the water...

"It's so ugly!"

A faint voice sounded, and Wu Xian mentioned Tachibana Masamune, who had already fainted, with a mocking smile, then raised his hand and threw him to Yuan Zhisheng's feet.

"Now you see, this is the true face of Tachibana Masamune, and the secrets he hides are far more than just this one."

Yuan Zhisheng lowered his head stiffly, his gaze falling on the old man whom he respected and admired like a father. Sadness and anger of being deceived gradually emerged in his eyes.

Minamoto no Chisei is not a fool. Among all the Snake Eight Families, no one except Tachibana Masamune, the patriarch, has the ability to build such a secret space at the bottom of Genji Heavy Industries and raise such a number of Deadpools without anyone knowing.

If you look closely at the area around the water tank, you can even see various torture instruments and experimental equipment with bloodstains on them.

It is obvious that the purpose of Tachibana Masamune creating this space is to study the Deadpools, and Gen Chisei can also guess the origin of these Deadpools. In all likelihood, they are related to family members with unstable bloodlines.

If this is true, then no matter what the reason is for Tachibana Masamune to do so, his actions are taboos that cannot be tolerated by the Snake Eight Families, and even the entire mixed-race community. It is no exaggeration to say that he deserves to die!

Thinking of this, Yuan Zhisheng looked up at Wu Xian again, recalling his previous behavior, as well as his background and strong strength as a student of Kassel Academy, and unconsciously began brainstorming.

Suppose... He meant suppose, what if Wu Xian was not the Dragon King, but the ultimate weapon cultivated by Cassel and the secret party.

Then the reason he came to Neon this time was probably because the headquarters discovered the secret hidden by Tachibana Masamune and was sent to deal with this matter.

It is also for this reason that he is so unscrupulous in doing things, just like Ange who swept through the Japanese hybrids back then, directly using the most powerful and brutal means to solve problems.

After all, by doing this, not only can the above tasks be completed, but the reputation of the Eight Snake Families can also be trampled underfoot again, making them recall the fear of being dominated by Ange, and understand that the headquarters still has absolute control over the branch, and if they don't want to die, they must obey.

This way, everything makes sense...

Clenching his fists tightly, Gen Chisei looked at Tachibana Masamune, who was lying on the ground, breathing out more than breathing in, and closed his eyes in pain.

After a long while, he stretched out his hands, slowly drew out the two long swords from his waist, and said in a low voice:

"I understand your meaning... The patriarch has indeed committed an unforgivable mistake and deserves immediate execution. I will personally explain this to this department and will bear all the responsibility for the consequences. I only hope that this department will show leniency to the family."

???

Looking at Yuan Zhisheng's attitude of sacrificing his own relatives for the sake of justice, a string of question marks instantly crossed Wu Xian's forehead. He didn't understand what this guy was thinking about.

Rolling his eyes, Wu Xian raised his hand in annoyance and waved it, directly knocking the long sword out of Yuan Zhisheng's hand. Then, facing his surprised and puzzled eyes, he said helplessly:

"Don't fight wits with the air. My main purpose for coming to Neon is Eri. Everything else is just incidental.

As for letting you see these things, it's because I don't want you to be fooled like a fool. After all, no matter what, you are Eri's biological brother."

"Ah this..."

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned by these words. He had clearly never seen anything like Wu Xian's moves before, and his thoughts suddenly became even more preoccupied. Wait! What did he just say?!
"Sir, you said I am Eri's biological brother?"

Gennosuke's breathing quickened slightly as he tentatively asked, "Maybe there's some misunderstanding? Eri is the wandering descendant of the Uesugi family, and I'm from a branch of the Genji clan. Even if we're related, we're only cousins..."

"No, you are her brother."

Wu Xian gave him a deep look. "And Yuan Zhinu, the three of you share the same father. At the very least, you're half-siblings... Never mind. It's too much trouble to explain. Just watch it for yourself."

After saying that, Wu Xian placed both hands on Tachibana Masamune's forehead.

More than ten seconds later, accompanied by a flash of blue light, he took out a ball of light the size of a ping-pong ball and handed it to Yuan Zhisheng.

"I'll be clear in advance, there are even more exciting things inside... To be honest, I didn't show you before because I was afraid you wouldn't be able to accept it. That's why I brought you here so that we can have a gradual process."

"And now that you've seen some of Tachibana Masamune's secrets, I think you've made some preparations. It's time to learn more about the truth."

Hearing these words, Yuan Zhisheng's heart trembled. He didn't understand what was in this ball of light. It was even more frightening than the secret here.

But he didn't say anything. He just reached out and grabbed the ball of light, and then placed it on his forehead according to Wu Xian's instructions.

……

“Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it—!!!”

At the same time, somewhere in Tokyo, in a large base more than 30 meters underground, a silver-haired man with the features of an 80-year-old man and a 20-year-old young man was smashing things crazily in a laboratory inside.

And within those waves of cursing, there was hysterical anger and despair, as well as a hint of fear that even the silver-haired man himself was not aware of.

With a bang, he threw a chair on Qiang, then supported himself on the laboratory table with both hands, breathing heavily.

At the same time, those cold blue eyes beneath the silver hair were filled with gloom and resentment.

The man's name was Jung von Herzog, a German who had served the Third Reich and was the youngest doctor at the Imperial Institute of Biology.

It was not until the defeat of Germany during World War II that he and other scientists became prisoners of war of the Soviet Union. With their outstanding minds and scientific research abilities, they were sent to an unnamed port in the Arctic Circle called "Black Swan Port" to conduct research on dragons and hybrids.

It was also from that time that Herzog saw the truth of the world and became obsessed with the power of the dragon clan. He longed to become a great being like the Black King, which he believed to be a god.

In order to achieve this goal, Herzog worked for decades, during which he encountered all kinds of hardships. He even transformed his body and became a weak artificial hybrid.

Because of this, he also awakened a kind of word spirit that seemed "weak" to others, and with the help of scientific means, he forged the identities of Tachibana Masamune and Osho.

Afterwards, through various schemes, he made these two identities of "himself" respectively control the power of the Eight Snake Families and the Fierce Ghost Clan, and staged a series of self-directed and self-acted fighting dramas, just to wait for the sweetest fruit to fully mature so that he could pick it and enjoy it.

However, today, an unexpected event that should not have happened disrupted the steps of this perfect plan, causing everything to develop in an unpredictable direction.

And this is also the main reason why Herzog is so incompetent and furious.

"Just a little bit more. Just give me two more years... No! Just one year and I can be crowned a god and control this world."

"Why...why would such a strange guy suddenly appear at this time?!"

"And with such terrifying power, could it be that he is really a Dragon King and has learned of my plan, intending to increase his own power by devouring the remains of the White King?!"

"But how is this possible? How could he know all this... Wait! It's Bondarev! It must be that traitor Bondarev!! He's not dead yet!!"

At this point, Herzog seemed to have recalled a night in the past. He felt a sudden pain in his heart and his eyes turned blood red!
No one can endure such humiliation. The plan he has devoted his whole life to is about to succeed, but at this moment someone appears who wants to take advantage of him, especially someone who may have betrayed him before.

unbearable!

Unbearable!!
"No! I haven't lost yet! My identity hasn't been exposed yet. I still have the Ghost Clan. I still have a chance to succeed!!"

Herzog said this with gritted teeth, then turned around and glanced at the hundreds of humanoid creatures sleeping in the petri dishes in the base's laboratory.

The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a cruel arc.

"No one can stop me from becoming a god. I will succeed and become the king of this world!!"

(End of this chapter)