Superman's End Manual

Behind it, the shadowy lion remained relentlessly pursuing it like a maggot clinging to its bone.

Finally, as if they had reached a consensus, the bird of prey and the lion stopped together on that glass curtain wall.

Ke Xiaomo slowly emerged from the surface of the glass curtain wall.

At the same time, a burly figure slowly emerged from the lion-shaped shadow.

Only their feet remained in the shadows, allowing them to stand horizontally in the air, clinging to the facade of the tall building, and preventing them from falling due to gravity.

They faced each other, their eyes meeting.

"Sect Master, why are you stopping me?" Ke Xiaomo asked after a moment of silence.

What came into his view was a man clad in ancient warrior armor, wearing a dark red helmet and wooden clogs. He held a katana in his hand.

The blade gleamed, just like the man's eyes, reflecting a cold, sharp edge.

The sect leader stared at Ke Xiaomo, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke in a deep voice: "The reason is very simple."

He paused, then lowered his voice and said, "The Dragon of Calamity... is your brother."

Upon hearing this, Ke Xiaomo paused for half a second, then frowned slightly and said without hesitation, "Haven't seen you for a few days, Sect Master, you've learned to joke around too?"

As he said this, the first name that popped into his mind was Ke Mingye.

He thought, if Mingye is the Dragon of Calamity, then the sense of unease and strangeness I felt before would have a basis... But how could that be? He is my family member with whom I have spent so many years.

"No, I'm telling the truth. Ke Yongzhu, this dragon, as an adopted son, parasitized your family. It disguised itself as a human and spent several years with you."

The sect leader looked directly into his eyes and spoke slowly.

“Yong, Zhu?” Ke Xiaomo’s face darkened, and she said, almost emphasizing each word, “There must be something going on…”

Before he could finish speaking, a deafening dragon roar echoed from the city of Wanxiang, interrupting him.

His pupils contracted slightly, he swallowed a mouthful of water, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

The sect leader lowered his eyes and sighed: "I was shocked when I learned the truth. You are my successor, the next sect leader. So I was worried that you would act on your emotions, unable to distinguish between righteousness and personal feelings, wanting to protect this dragon, or that your mind would be affected. That's why I had the Mo family, that is, Ma Yingchuan, stop you from getting involved in this matter."

He paused for a moment, then said, "But it seems that the unfilial grand-disciple did not succeed; his talent is ultimately inferior to yours."

“Impossible,” Ke Xiaomo said, stunned for a long time, his eyes hidden by strands of hair. “Absolutely impossible…” As he spoke, he slowly raised his eyes from his hair, his dark pupils flashing with a fierce light.

The fingertips of his right hand cast shadows as turbulent as the ocean tide.

The deep shadow, like the lines used by a tailor, slowly wove into a shadow blade about ten feet long in front of his right hand.

Ke Xiaomo gripped the knife hilt tightly in her hand.

He spoke slowly and deliberately, almost roaring, "My brother could never be the Dragon of Calamity! There must be some mistake!"

“Mo, if you have to see it with your own eyes to believe it, then I’ll give you this opportunity… consider it your last lesson before you become the next sect leader.”

The sect leader raised his eyes to meet his gaze and spoke in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, accompanied by a loud bang, a huge hole suddenly appeared in the wall of the fifth floor of the Vientiane City, and thousands of cracks spread out in a dense pattern.

Immediately afterwards, amidst the rain-like debris and shards of glass, a hideous monster, indistinguishable as either a dragon or a human, flew out from the crack in the theater, crashing down from a height of tens of meters and slamming heavily to the ground.

Ke Xiaomo suddenly turned her head and stared at the deformed monster that was neither human nor dragon.

The monster was covered in black blood, and its jumpsuit was torn to shreds, revealing patches of skin covered in jagged scales.

It lay on the ground, its whole body trembling slightly, struggling to get up, and slowly raised its blood-stained, ugly face in the sunlight.

The monster's face was covered in scales on one side and stained with blood on the other.

The human-shaped eye was pierced, leaving only a gruesome hole in its socket, from which a waterfall of blood continuously flowed.

But even so...

Ke Xiaomo could still make out the monster's identity through the outline of that half-face.

At that moment, his pupils trembled violently, and every nerve in his brain seemed to be screaming. Fear, rage, disbelief—several expressions flashed across his face in quick succession.

A moment later, his lips twitched as he uttered a name—a name he had never imagined in his life could be associated with the words "Dragon of Calamity."

"Yong...Zhu?"

Ke Xiaomo lowered her eyes, her face blank, and muttered to herself in a hoarse voice.

The sect leader stood on the glass curtain wall, glanced at Ke Xiaomo's expression, and then gave orders to the nearly one hundred ninjas on the street.

"Use the Dragon Ancestor's Horn to make him reveal his true form."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hundred ninjas simultaneously took out a horn made of white bone from their robes.

Then, as if in some kind of religious ceremony, or perhaps the prelude to the start of a war, they seized horns and began to blow them. The sound of the horns, mixed with the roar of ancient dragons, enveloped the entire street.

It was poured into the monster's ears.

With nowhere to hide, the monster clutched its head, roared to the sky, and suddenly sprang up from the ground.

Its shoulder blades slowly cracked open, and as the skin tore open, a pair of jet-black wings slowly extended.

Immediately afterwards, layers upon layers of scales emerged from the skin's surface, covering every thick limb, while sharp, knife-like claws carved furrows into the ground.

But the next moment, the dragon was engulfed by a giant bronze bell that fell from above.

It roared inside the giant bell, frantically tearing at the ancient bell with its claws, but only produced a series of loud sounds, just like Big Ben, loud enough to resound throughout the entire city.

The tolling of the bells, like rumbling thunder, accompanied by the brutal roars of dragons, poured into Ke Xiaomo's ears in waves.

His right hand trembled deeply, the shadow sword he gripped tightly sometimes wavering, sometimes solidifying, like a candle flame that might be extinguished by the wind at any moment.

"Now... are you willing to believe it?"

The sect leader looked at him and asked calmly.

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Chapter 110 Major Event 1: The Dragon Ninja War (Part 4)

Ten minutes ago, on the fifth floor of MixC, at the IMAX cinema.

In the pitch-black IMAX theater, the cold, dim light emanating from the giant screen illuminated rows of red seats and the faces of three moviegoers.

Ke Mingye leaned against the armrest, his elbow against it, his right hand supporting his chin.

He yawned, tears welling in his eyes.

The screening was at 10 a.m., and there were hardly any people in the entire shopping mall, let alone the movie theater, so they naturally booked the whole place.

On the IMAX full-frame screen, the Titan Godzilla clashed with the Titan King Kong. The earth shook, and the roars and rumbling of the giant beasts filled the air. Startled by the constant jump scares, Ke Mingye watched, yawning repeatedly.

However, it reminded him of the "King Kong" and "Godzilla" fragments that had appeared in the daily lottery.

"I doubt anyone can actually pull these two things off," he thought. "Since they exist, the system will definitely give them a chance. I feel like things will be in complete chaos a year from now."

Bored, Ke Mingye played on his phone for a while, glancing at Bai Qiuwu in the process.

My older sister was basically distracted the whole time, occasionally shifting her gaze and subtly glancing around.

"I'm going to use the bathroom."

Ke Mingye got up from his seat and moved toward the aisle in the middle of the seating area.

"Then I'll go too."

Bai Qiuwu, who was sitting next to her, also picked up her schoolbag.

"Why do you bring your schoolbag to the toilet?" Ke Mingye asked casually.

"If I have to say it, it's a girl's period, which happens once a month."

Bai Qiuwu glared at him irritably and offered an excuse that was hard to refute.

"Oh, I see."

After saying that, Ke Mingye scratched his nose, looked down and played with his phone, then walked slowly out of the theater, and after walking a short distance in the audience passage, entered the men's restroom at the corner.

He was the only one in the empty public restroom. He went into the innermost stall, locked the door, and sat on the toilet seat.

"Hey buddy, I've become Toilet Man, it's like..."

Ke Mingye bent down, drooped his head, and sighed.

He felt like he had seen this scene before; it was the movie theater, it was the restroom.

Last time, he was still dodging his older brother's family investigation and had a passionate battle with him;

This time, he's already getting involved in the infighting between his second brother and younger brother.

This family has really had a lot of bad luck.

"My main body is too weak, I have no defensive skills, and my reaction time is not fast enough. Any ninja could easily slit my throat and kill me instantly... Although they are unlikely to harm Ke Xiaomo's family, just in case, I shouldn't participate in the battle. I'll just stay in the toilet and let it run wild."

Thinking this, Ke Mingye clasped his hands together, prayed that he wouldn't be targeted by ninjas, and then released [Deception Puppet] twice.

In the blink of an eye, two gray humanoid figures were already lying at his feet, waiting for orders.

"It would be too Muggle without the web shooter, and I'd easily die. But there's only one web shooter, so... to ensure basic mobility, I have to have another doll transform."

Ke Mingye scratched the bridge of his nose, pondered casually for a moment, opened the inventory panel, and used the Magical Girl Transformation Card on one of the dolls.