I'm in the Dragon Clan, bound to the Naruto Counterattack System

Chapter 177 Fenrir's Impotent Fury

The benches outside the subway station were cold and hard, and Paci Gattuso woke up slowly amidst a cacophony of voices.

He sat up somewhat blankly and looked around.

The streets are bustling with traffic, pedestrians are hurrying by, and the glass curtain walls of tall buildings reflect the city lights.

He looked down to check himself; his expensive custom-made suit was now somewhat dirty and disheveled, covered in dust and unidentified stains.

A slight stinging sensation came from his cheek. He reached up and touched it; it seemed a little red and swollen.

Other than that, there is nothing seriously wrong.

He only remembered that he was following Cheng Sui, and then—

Then what happened?

His memory suddenly went blank; no matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn't remember what happened afterward.

As one of the Gattuso family's most elite executives, he felt a sense of dereliction of duty and shame for such a serious lapse in composure during the mission.

But he was completely unaware of the gap in his memory.

He stood up, dusted off his clothes, and his icy blue left eye was filled with confusion and frustration.

He must immediately return to the Gattuso family's safe house in the capital to report the unexpected incident during the mission to the family and request a comprehensive physical and mental examination.

As Percy, filled with doubt, merged into the crowd and disappeared around the street corner, Cheng Sui's figure slowly emerged.

He was very satisfied with the effect of Xia Mi's words of power in altering memories.

This is simply the perfect tool for cleaning up after someone, leaving no trace while doing so cleanly and efficiently.

For this Gattuso family executive, erasing his memory would be far more effective than killing him outright.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

The dragon king mark left by Fenrir on the back of Cheng Sui's left hand suddenly became scalding hot.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful mental shock mixed with overwhelming rage rushed into his mind like a flood bursting its banks!

"roar--!!!"

This furious dragon roar transcended the barriers of space and dimensions, exploding directly in his mental world.

Cheng Sui paused slightly, his brows furrowing.

Cheng Sui felt a little dizzy, his mind reeling from the dragon's roar.

However, the Yin Release chakra belonging to the Uchiha clan quickly constructed a barrier in his mental world, isolating the Dragon King's angry roar from the outside.

The dragon genealogy at Kassel College once stated that, in order to prevent a recurrence of events similar to the White King's rebellion, Nidhogg created twins for each monarch, each wielding power and strength separately, and each monarch possessed their own fatal flaw.

The four monarchs are roughly equal in overall strength. Since Jormungandr received so little power, Fenrir must have received significantly more.

However, the level of Yin Release chakra belonging to the Uchiha clan far exceeded his expectations, and it was able to directly withstand Fenrir's roar transmitted through the mark.

However, Cheng Ye didn't feel any sense of crisis. He could even imagine what Fenrir looked like at this moment: in the deep underground, a huge dragon as big as a mountain had its hindquarters stuck in the subway platform, only able to let out a helpless roar in the empty space. But what surprised Cheng Ye was that Fenrir could sense that Jormungandr was seriously injured, and could even convey his anger to him through the mark that Jormungandr had given him.

The connection between the twin dragon kings was far closer than he had imagined.

However, since Fenrir can transmit mental shocks to me through the mark, does that mean I can also transmit mental shocks to Fenrir through the mark?

Now Cheng Sui can even skip the eye contact step and directly attack Fenrir with illusion magic.

Cheng Sui suddenly thought of the scene in the original Naruto manga where Madara Uchiha controlled the Nine-Tails with his Sharingan. Could he also directly control Fenrir?

Thinking of this, Cheng Sui's lips curled up slightly.

He turned and left, ignoring the dragon's roar still echoing in his mind, his figure once again blending into the city's traffic and disappearing into the crowded rush hour crowds.

On the expensive spruce wood desk sat a cup of black tea with wisps of white steam rising from it, and a bottle of priceless Scotch whisky.

The office door was suddenly pushed open with a loud bang.

Professor von Schneider, the head of the executive department and a renowned figure in the academy, stormed in like an enraged lion.

His face, contorted by severe frostbite, was now filled with anxiety and anger, and his iron-gray eyes burned with fury behind the mask covering half his face.

"Bang!"

He slammed a report marked with the highest level of encryption onto Angers' desk, making the whiskey glass on the table jump.

"Angers! Explain yourself!"

Schneider's voice trembled slightly with excitement as he pointed to the report and began to speak.

"Just now, our system in the capital detected a Dragon King-level energy fluctuation! Although it only lasted a very short time, its intensity is unmistakable!"

Angers, however, appeared unusually relaxed. He slowly swirled the crystal wine glass in his hand, the amber liquid shimmering alluringly in the crystal-clear glass.

Angers didn't even glance at the report.

"Oh? Is that so?"

He responded casually, as if Schneider wasn't talking about the resurrection of the Dragon King that could overturn the world, but just some minor incident in the academy, like the equipment department exploding again.

"Don't forget, Cheng Sui, Caesar, and Chu Zihang, all three of them are over there," Angers added, his tone relaxed.

Schneider's anger was ignited at that moment.

"You're using students as your gamble again! Angers!" he roared, and the air in the entire office seemed to freeze.

"We've already learned our lesson from Greenland! How many bright young people have been buried beneath its icy seas! Do you want that tragedy to repeat itself in the capital?"

Angers finally put down his wine glass.

The crystal glass collided with the mahogany table, producing a crisp sound that seemed particularly jarring in the tense atmosphere.

He raised his head, and the languor and mockery in his aged eyes were gone, replaced by a sharpness like that of a lion.

He looked quietly at his subordinate, who was tormented by his past, and slowly said, "Schneider." Angers took a sip of whiskey. "If you were in Japan and witnessed Cheng Sui's performance firsthand, you would understand why I am so calm."

"What did he do?" Schneider suppressed his anger somewhat. Since returning from Japan, Angers had been very reluctant to talk about Cheng Sui's behavior there, so this was the rare time he brought up Cheng Sui's matter.

"He stormed into the headquarters of the Snake-Headed Eight Families twice by himself, and the second time he even cut off the arm of the patriarch of the Snake-Headed Eight Families." Angers looked into Schneider's eyes, "And that emperor of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, who we would call an S-class guy, didn't even last a single exchange against Cheng Sui."

"Are you still worried now?" Angers asked with a half-smile.

Schneider's throat bobbed, the question stuck in his throat, and after a moment he finally spoke: "What about Chu Zihang and Caesar?"

"Don't worry, Cheng Sui will handle everything, and besides—"

Angers raised his whiskey to Schneider.

"Young people need challenges to grow, don't they?"