Zhutian Panlong: They've all become gods, and they're only just joining the chat group.

The major families of the Secret Service held emergency talks and finally voted to decide to retaliate.

Let these dragon kings know that this is no longer their era; it is now the era of humankind.

As for Richard's claim that he wasn't the Dragon King, nobody believes him anymore.

"Wow, there really are some fearless people." Richard thought no one would dare to mess with him.

He looked up at the sky, where a weapon was falling at nearly twenty times the speed of sound.

"The Rod of God? That's laughable." Richard was both amused and exasperated. Since the author was writing at a time when the Rod of God was being touted as something out of the blue, Jiang Nan didn't hesitate to include this space-based kinetic weapon in his work as a powerful weapon against dragons to intimidate them.

The principle is to drop a rod from a satellite, using the planet's own gravity to create destructive force. Of course, in reality it's not that simple. For example, a propulsion device would be added to the metal rod to achieve a higher initial velocity, and the choice of metal would also be important.

However, in reality, this thing has a lot of drawbacks, and after experimental verification, it is found to be extremely inefficient as a weapon.

Putting everything else aside, this thing is extremely affected by the weather. Richard can easily cause it to drift away by a sudden gust of wind.

In addition, it is also affected by cloud and foggy weather, which is an inherent defect of the satellite itself.

Then, this thing doesn't actually have the ability to cause large-scale damage; it's a point-to-point weapon, but its frontal armor-piercing capability is extremely excellent.

This thing is actually more suitable for attacking stationary targets, like immovable turtle shells.

For example, if Richard didn't want a direct confrontation, he could easily dodge by moving a few dozen meters in any direction.

He can laugh at the person who made the decision behind this joke for the rest of his life.

Richard walked a dozen meters away, opened the chat group, and quickly tagged Raymond Lam. Others wouldn't get the joke; only Raymond Lam would likely understand.

Richard: @RaymondLam, do you know about the Rod of God? Someone hit me with the Rod of God, it's hilarious.

Raymond Lam: Holy crap, is this for real? Who's that stupid?

Richard: I don't know.

Feng Baobao: But Xu San said the Rod of God is very powerful, a space-based kinetic weapon that was shot down from a satellite.

Ye Zhen: I think I've heard of this thing. Isn't it said to be quite fast? And its power should be pretty good, right?

Lin Feng quickly explained the history of the Rod of God to everyone.

After finishing, Ye Zhen concluded: So this thing is just good-looking but useless?

Lin Feng: That's basically it. I wouldn't say it's completely useless. It should work quite well against large, heavily armored, and slow-moving targets.

Lin Feng: It's a pity that this trashy chat group doesn't have a group live stream, otherwise I really want Richard and the others to do a live stream. Thumbs down.

Ye Zhen: +1 negative review. Without a live stream, I can't even let you admire my heroic figure.

At this moment, the specially made black rod, after flying for nearly a minute, crashed into the spot where Richard had been standing, penetrating directly through the ground. It was unknown how deep it had penetrated.

Li Ju realized that it would be impolite not to retaliate, so through the connection of cause and effect, he retaliated against the person who had attacked him. His understanding of the rules of fate was not very deep, so he probably couldn't kill anyone, but he didn't know how badly they could injure him.

Then he unleashed another sword strike, slicing through the sky and shattering the satellite hundreds of kilometers above.

This display of power—splitting a satellite with a single sword strike—was far more impressive than before, completely stunning everyone. Many even thought to themselves, "If you have this kind of power, why didn't you show it sooner?"

If we had known you had this much power, why would we have bothered fighting? With this much power, we wouldn't care about being a Dragon King or anything like that; we would all treat you like a god.

Seeing that no one dared to provoke him anymore, Richard didn't go back inside. Instead, he found an open space and sat down.

Otherwise, what if someone in the Nibelungen goes crazy and thinks he can't see them and decides to nuke them? Would they then carry out a massacre or something else? Wouldn't all the satellites have been destroyed for nothing?

Let's just wait and see; it'll only take a day or two anyway.

But these guys should have had enough of this already. Richard isn't like Ye Zhen, who's obsessed with being the center of attention every single moment.

He casually pulled a huge cloud above him to block the prying eyes from the sky.

He then resumed his research on alchemy.

As for the mixed-race people wailing everywhere, he simply tossed them down the mountain. Heaven has a benevolent heart, and Li was still willing to spare their lives.

A day later, Xia Mi absorbed the incomplete dragon bone cross of the White King. She was somewhat disappointed; that was the White King, the Black King's initial achievement, and just one of it was comparable to all eight of their Dragon Kings combined.

But the improvement I've received isn't as significant as I imagined? This White King is far too flawed. I'd guess it's about the same as the improvement I'd get from merging with the Dragon King's power.

Tsk, I still need to keep working hard.

Pushing open the bronze gate, one can immediately see Richard sitting on the ground not far away.

"Have you finished absorbing it?" he asked, turning around.

"Yeah, that's it. This White King isn't as strong as I thought," Xia Mi said.

"Of course, it's been damaged for so long, it can't be restored anytime soon." Richard nodded, as expected.

"You've caused quite a stir outside, tsk tsk. You even shot down a satellite, you're really something." Xia Mi was just absorbing the Dragon Bone Cross, it's not like she wasn't aware of the outside world.

She thought Richard looked incredibly cool doing that, and she wanted to try it herself next time. With her current abilities, she could probably manage it.

"Let's go then, let's go find the King of the Ocean and Water," Richard said.

"Wait a minute, there's another young lady in Tokyo that I'm interested in. Aren't you interested? Didn't Lin Feng say she's the kind of girl that many men regret in their youth?" Xia Mi asked.

"You said yourself that you're a teenager. Am I still a teenager when I'm hundreds of years old?" Richard said irritably.

He wasn't particularly interested in Erii Uesugi. Such an innocent girl would probably be quite alluring to many men, but he just found her troublesome.

Where can a woman find the most comforting way to improve her strength? Cultivation can be addictive, especially since you can feel the positive feedback of progress each time you cultivate. Even if the progress is small each time, it adds up, like water dripping on a stone.

One day later, in Tokyo. With the main fighting forces of the Snake Clan and the Demon Clan all hospitalized, some even terminally ill, there were vacancies at the top levels of both the underworld and legitimate society in the city, causing some minor chaos.

Richard showed no remorse for being the culprit, looking around furtively.

By this time, Xia Mi had already used her powers to conceal the two's whereabouts; otherwise, the mere sight of Richard's face on the streets of Tokyo would have been enough to keep the entire Japanese high command awake at night.

Although the two are already invincible and can easily sweep across the world, and can easily take Erii away with them, why complicate things when they can be simple?

The two arrived at Genji Heavy Industries and went straight inside. The formidable defenses were no match for them.

Erii was found in a room encased in all metal; the little girl was playing a game.

A young girl who had been under house arrest for many years had orange-red hair, delicate features, and pale skin, a result of not seeing the sun for many years.

There was no panic when two strangers entered, nor any intention to call for the guards outside.

He calmly picked up a pen and wrote in Japanese on his sketchbook: "Who are you? Are you Ultraman here to kill the little monsters?"

After finishing, he held the sketchbook to his chest so that Richard and the other man could clearly see the words on it.

Xia Mi's lips curled up, and she said, "So what if it is?"

She was speaking Chinese, but Erii could understand her meaning. This was the effect of spiritual power, the power of the White King.

"Could you wait until I finish this game?" Erii asked sadly, writing her request on her sketchbook.

"Aren't you going to resist?" Xia Mi asked, somewhat surprised.

"Aren't little monsters born to be killed by Ultraman?" Erii wrote, her expression somewhat pitiful.

"Tsk, no wonder it's said to be the unresolved regret of countless young men. Even I feel a little sorry for her." Xia Mi clicked her tongue. She considered herself a straight woman, but seeing a girl like this suddenly made her feel that it wasn't impossible to become gay.

"Alright, what's the point of teasing an idiot?" Richard couldn't stand it anymore.

Erii vehemently denied this, angrily writing on her sketchbook, "Eri isn't stupid."

Xia Mi smiled and nodded in agreement, saying, "That's right, Erii isn't stupid."

Her older brother's mental disability stemmed from a damaged soul. Erii's mental disability, on the other hand, was caused by being imprisoned from a young age, resulting in a lack of common sense.

"Do you want to come with us? We're monsters too, you were born to be with us." At this moment, Xia Mi looked just like the wolf grandmother who kidnapped Little Red Riding Hood.

However, she wasn't entirely wrong. Erii's concentration of the White King's bloodline was too high, to the point that she could be said to have obtained a portion of the White King's incomplete authority. Apart from her physical abilities not being comparable to dragons, she was practically indistinguishable from half a dragon king.

This also caused her bloodline to be extremely unstable, making her prone to going berserk. Her words could even become incantations, and she might accidentally kill those around her. This is why Erii no longer speaks.

He can be described as a tragic figure from beginning to end. In the original story, even if Herzog hadn't drained his blood, he would have eventually died from his bloodline going berserk.

"So you guys aren't Ultraman after all," Erii wrote.

"If we stay together, Ultraman will kill us all at once. If we split up, we might live a little longer," Erii continued writing.

Xia Mi found it too troublesome and directly used the Dragon King's authority to help stabilize the bloodline in her body.

"Alright, you can speak now," Xia Mi said after she finished.

"It will hurt you," Erii wrote.

"No, you can carefully feel the blood in your body. Has it become dormant? As long as you don't actively activate it in the future, it won't hurt anyone," Xia Mi said.

Erii closed her eyes and sensed the state of her bloodline. The more she sensed it, the more surprised she became, as it had actually become dormant.

She tried to speak, saying, "Square."

Xia Mi raised her small face. "Of course."

"Alright, do you want to come with us?" Xia Mi asked.

"Okay, I'll leave a note for my brother." Erii's voice was a little hoarse; she hadn't spoken in a long time and was starting to feel a bit unaccustomed to talking.

Richard's lips twitched. Genjiro, he should have been there two days ago when they were fighting those half-bloods, right? I wonder if he was unlucky enough to get killed? Probably not, right? As a member of the royal bloodline, he should be able to take a beating.

It doesn't really matter whether they leave a note or not; they just need to make sure the security cameras show they took it when they leave. I doubt the Snake Clan will dare to come and take Erii back.