They traveled through time at the same time, but the villainous scientist

Chapter 150 The Death of Herzog
Amid Herzog's ferocious roar, the muscular bodies of those dragon-shaped death servants, resembling demons from hell, instantly tensed to their limit.

The alloy floor beneath their feet groaned under the strain.

Next second

With a loud bang, the alloy floor dented instantly under the reaction force.

Amidst a shrill whistling sound as the air was torn apart, several dark afterimages, carrying the force of a landslide and tsunami, blocked all of Miyamoto Shigeru's escape routes from different angles.

The sharp claws sliced ​​through the air, and the wind pressure they generated even shattered the glass bottles on the surrounding shelves.

This is Herzog's masterpiece, a culmination of countless hours of effort, blending dragon blood with modern biotechnology.

However, faced with this overwhelming encirclement, Shigeru Miyamoto simply stood there quietly, without even blinking.

Just as the foul-smelling gust of wind was about to touch his white lab coat, his eyes, hidden behind his gold-rimmed glasses, suddenly shone with a dazzling light like molten gold!
"Om-"

It was a kind of rejection that defied description, almost at the level of a law.

Deadpool, charging at the forefront, had his bone blade, sharp enough to cut through diamonds, seem to have struck an invisible yet incredibly solid barrier the moment it touched the boundary of the area.

The immense force rebounded, and the monster, weighing nearly a ton, was sent flying backward at an even faster speed than it had come. With a deafening roar, it slammed into the thick alloy wall of the laboratory, its entire body deeply dented in.

Then came the second one, the third one...

They were like flies brutally swatted away by an invisible giant hand, helplessly bounced off one by one, smashing terrifying dents in the solid laboratory, with metal fragments and broken wires flying everywhere.

Throughout the entire process, Shigeru Miyamoto didn't even move a finger.

"A dust-free land? Hmph, that's not enough, Shigeru Miyamoto!"

What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Show them to me! Let me see what gives you the courage to face me alone!

Herzog, instead of being alarmed by what he saw, laughed in a sickly manner, his smile carrying a hint of understanding and contempt.

But that's not enough...

Before he could finish speaking, a series of teeth-grinding sounds of bones grinding together rang out.

Those Deadpools actually struggled and wobbled as they crawled out of the crater in the wall.

Their torn muscle fibers proliferate and heal at a visible rate.

In just a few breaths, their injuries had healed completely, only the desire for destruction in their golden pupils had become even more intense.

"see it?"

These aren't the defective products you find outside!
They are the ultimate weapons I created by selectively catalyzing the mixed 'filthy blood' of the Snake Clan!
They completely abandoned humanity, which gave them near-immortal bodies and unparalleled strength and vitality!

Can your 'dust-free land' stop them once, a hundred times, a thousand times?!

Herzog spread his arms wide, as if displaying his most perfect work, his tone filled with fervent boasting.

"Heh~ I see you don't understand at all..."

Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Shigeru smiled and drew a knife from behind his back.

It was a long sword with an antique design, its scabbard black and devoid of any superfluous decoration.

It looks ordinary, like the most unremarkable collection in a museum.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Deadpools transformed into black death lightning once more, roaring as they pounced forward.

At that very moment, Shigeru Miyamoto made his move.

His movements weren't fast; it was just a simple horizontal slash.

"Chong-"

The long sword was drawn, and a clear, resonant sound echoed throughout the entire Nibelungen.

As the blade was drawn from its sheath, a completely different realm of alchemy was suddenly activated!
This realm began to resonate with the Nibelungen outside, and they instantly merged and intertwined.

If the "dustless land" represents absolute "rejection," then this new realm represents absolute "end."

This is a realm called "Death".

Wherever the area extends, time seems to have been paused.

The Deadpools that were charging at them with lightning speed suddenly froze in mid-air.

Their faces even had a frozen, bloodthirsty ferocity.

The next instant, without any warning, their bodies... disintegrated.

It's not being cut by a sharp blade, but a deeper, structural collapse.

Their bodies seemed to be precisely cut by countless invisible lines, instantly shattering into dozens of pieces of flesh of varying sizes, with the cross-sections of their internal organs and bones as smooth as a mirror.

These scattered chunks of flesh lay on the ground, still wriggling instinctively, trying to reassemble according to the powerful life force of the dragon bloodline.

However, an unseen shadow of death loomed over every piece of flesh, and some supreme law was mercilessly extinguishing the last vestige of life within them.

The wriggling gradually stopped, the golden pupils quickly dimmed, and finally, all the fragments turned into a pool of lifeless, rotten flesh.

"This...this is...a trial...how is this possible?!"

Herzog's maniacal laughter froze instantly, replaced by a deep-seated horror and disbelief.

He stared intently at Miyamoto Shigeru, his voice sharp and distorted with extreme shock. That power, which ignored physical defenses and directly annihilated life at the level of the laws of nature, was none other than the ultimate Word of Power wielded by Uesugi Erii—Serial Number 118, Judgment!
The guy opposite actually reproduced this power of words through some method that conforms to the domain.

But this makes no sense at all...

For the first generation of beings who are high above, activating a domain of this magnitude is simply an instinct stemming from their bloodline.

There's absolutely no need to set up something with such an elaborate structure...

"Nothing is impossible."

Shigeru Miyamoto answered calmly, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

He casually released his grip, and the longsword that had just displayed its divine power snapped in two with a "crack," instantly turning into countless silver metallic powders that drifted from between his fingers.

"No...this is impossible..."

How could a hybrid possibly set foot in this field…?

Herzog's pupils contracted sharply, and he slumped to the ground, looking dazed.

He suddenly realized something...

"Isn't the job of scientists to turn the unknown into the known?"

Shigeru Miyamoto pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light.

This is another research achievement he has made during this period, besides serum.

He wasn't just focusing his attention on Erii for fun...

Herzog was struck dumb, completely stunned.

He initially tried to analyze the power of dragons, but the more he studied them, the more he felt the insignificance of humankind.

That is why he turned his energy to how to steal the power of the gods.

However, the man in front of him told him that he could enter this field as a human... or rather, as a hybrid.

More than anything else, he couldn't accept this kind of thing...

The last pillar supporting his mad will collapsed with a crash.

Herzog's legs buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, his face drained of color, staring blankly at Shigeru Miyamoto.

"Goodbye, Dr. Herzog."

The cold voice was the last thing he heard.

……

Meanwhile, at the Genji Heavy Industries Building.

As the elites of the executive department poured in like a tidal wave, the tide of battle began to turn in the already devastated lobby.

The deafening gunfire, the clash of swords, and Deadpool's screams intertwined into a chaotic symphony.

In the center of the battlefield, two figures, like an indestructible blade, were deeply embedded in the core of the Deadpool frenzy.

"Brother, leave the left wing triad to me!"

Genjiro's voice was clear and melodious, and the famous sword in her hand, Dojigiri Yasutsuna, transformed into a dazzling silver moonlight.

His figure was like a ghost, moving freely among the attacks of several Deadpools. With each flash of his blade, he precisely severed the Deadpool's spine or central nervous system, his movements as elegant as if he were dancing a death dance.

"it is good!"

Genjiro responded in a deep voice, and the spider-slicer in his hand let out a roar like a dragon's cry.

He didn't possess his brother's unpredictable and agile movements, but every strike he made was powerful and sweeping, brimming with unparalleled might and strength.

Where the blade passed, the air was compressed and exploded. The Deadpool who pounced on him was cut in half at the waist, and the violent force even sent the other end flying!
The executive officers around them watched the two brothers' performance with admiration.

With the addition of elites from the executive department, the balance of power on the battlefield was completely reversed, and the chaotic situation was quickly brought under control.

After everything settled down, thanks to his achievements in killing the mastermind and promoting the bloodline potion, Miyamoto Shigeru officially entered the highest decision-making level of the Snake Clan.

……

And at the same time

EVA World, Underground in Tokyo Third City, NERV Headquarters
In the dimly lit laboratory, only the screen emitted a faint glow.

Zhang Qi tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his gaze fixed intently on the top-secret information he had just received on the screen.

The Third Children

Name: Shinji Ikari

Below the document is a photo of a boy who appears somewhat introverted and confused.

"Is it finally... going to begin?"

After a long silence, Zhang Qi took a deep breath and murmured...

(End of this chapter)