Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

"Are you researching dragon blood purification?"

"You want to create a vessel for blood transfusion, purifying the toxic dragon blood into one that you can absorb, right?"

"Do you want to seize supreme power and become the White Emperor of ancient times?"

"You've reached the final stage, but your vessel has been acting a bit uncooperatively lately, hasn't it?"

"So, I was right when I said you were completely overwhelmed, weren't I?"

“If it weren’t for your dire situation, which even I, your old friend, couldn’t bear to see, I wouldn’t have let you know I exist.”

Tachibana Masamune's hands trembled violently, and at the same time, boundless fear welled up in his heart.

The secret I'd been plotting for so many years was revealed perfectly by the person behind the text message.

How did he know? Is he Bondarev? Why is he contacting me now? What does he want?

A host of doubts swirled in his mind, eventually transforming into a fear of losing control that made him tremble all over.

"Don't be nervous, dear Dr. Herzog. Until you succeed, we are not enemies. In fact, I intend to help you."

Tachibana Masamune didn't even dare to reply to the text messages, otherwise it would be tantamount to admitting everything, which was something he absolutely couldn't do right now; it wasn't time to reveal his true intentions yet.

"The three babies you took away back then were all quite good, especially that girl, she was perfect as a vessel, wasn't she? But it seems you can't control them accurately anymore, can you?"

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"The sound of the clapper is not omnipotent; it merely switches their personalities. However, if both personalities harbor disloyalty towards you, you will not be able to fully control them."

"I'm now going to share with you the results of my research over the years on how to achieve complete control."

Tachibana Masamune's eyes widened in horror.

He was almost certain that the other person was Major Bondarev! Damn it! Someone had been watching him secretly all along, and he had no idea!

He imagines himself jumping around like a clown, with everything he does being watched by others, and he feels an urge to tear them to pieces.

However, he soon saw the information the other party had sent him, information about the improved version of the clapper sound.

Tachibana Masamune was stunned for a moment, then slowly continued reading, his eyes suddenly gleaming.

Perfect control! Perfect control I never imagined!

After the initial shock comes the horror.

The fact that their research in this area has surpassed ours is terrifying!

"Don't worry, the White Emperor is with you. As long as you successfully evolve, who can compete with you for this world? Do you think I can get my hands on the Black Emperor's remains?"

Tachibana Masamune subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately frowned again.

From this perspective, the other party has no reason to help him at all; why would they share their research results?

"I've encountered some research bottlenecks in certain technologies, and I need to observe your results before I can make a judgment. Otherwise, do you think I would be so sincere in helping you?"

"And then there's Xia Mu. He's a huge obstacle. I hope you'll kill him after you succeed."

Tachibana Masamune didn't reply to him at all. After a while, once he was sure there were no more new messages from the other party, he threw his phone into the sea.

"Hmph, you want to use me as a guinea pig? Once I succeed, the first thing I'll do is search the whole world for you, dig you up, and grind your bones to dust!"

Although he was uneasy, he had obtained a new technology after all, and if it really worked, it would become his most useful trump card.

Xia Mu is no longer afraid!

Tachibana Masamune strode forward, full of vigor and high spirits.

On this day, doomsday descended upon the Meng Gui Clan.

Just a day ago, they controlled eleven of the eighteen yakuza gangs in Osaka, while the seven gangs loyal to the Snake Clan remained restrained.

But overnight, the world changed completely. The gates of Genji Heavy Industries opened, and black vans drove out one after another, as all the top executives of the Snake Clan came out.

As they arrived in Osaka, the seven gangs launched an attack on the gangs under the Menggui Clan.

Never before in history has there been such a highly efficient underworld war; the gangs to which the Fierce Ghosts belonged were crushed one after another before they could even organize.

Overnight, Osaka became the Osaka of the Snake-Headed Eight Families.

Not only in Osaka, but from south to north, gangs loyal to the Snake Clan mobilized and spared no effort to attack gangs loyal to the Demon Clan.

They were told to either submit or die on the spot, and those naive thugs were terrified.

If the Mighty Demons' influence spread throughout the country is like a spider web, then Paradise Mansion is the spider's nest. The destruction of the spider's nest means the death of the spider.

And now is the end of Paradise Mansion.

The attack on the Paradise Pavilion was handled by the Execution Bureau and was a swift and decisive action, while the family was also implementing a conciliatory strategy against Xia Mu.

Yesterday, a "letter of clemency" issued by the Snake-Headed Eight Families circulated among underworld gangs. According to the letter, those gangs that had previously served the Fierce Demon Clan are innocent. As long as they acknowledge the Snake-Headed Eight Families as their own from now on, they will receive the grace of their own family, including enjoying the pension fund established by their own family at great expense.

Similarly, the demons who gave up resistance were temporarily confined to a church school, with Natsuki, the representative of the Uesugi family, in charge of their care.

By employing both forceful and tactful methods, the Mighty Ghost Clan's influence in various regions crumbled, and wherever the Exonerated Clan went, smaller gangs declared their allegiance to the clan.

The violence of the Snake Clan transcends all violence, and ultimately brings an end to all violence.

"Kogure, why did you betray me?"

A fire was burning the vermilion pavilion, and Sakurai Kogure was doing her hair upstairs.

The man stood in the choking smoke, yet seemed oblivious to everything, staring intently at Sakurai Kogure's retreating figure, his eyes brimming with violent emotions.

Ruri Kazama.

Sakurai Kogure donned her treasured "Twelve-Layered Kimono". This is the most formal kimono, composed of twelve different silk garments, with colors changing from the inside out, like layers of clouds.

"This is the last time."

She didn't turn around, but quietly did her hair and makeup.

"I have found a home for most of my fellow members of the Fierce Ghost Clan, and I have found a path to guide them toward the light. I have no regrets in dying."

"I'm just asking you, why... betrayed me!" Kazama Ruri roared.

Sakurai Kogure put down the comb, turned around and smiled: "Because wanderers chase after illusions, the light in my heart was extinguished, so I found a new light."

No one knew that when she said those words, her heart was in excruciating pain, as if it were being cut by a knife.

Chapter 299 Sakurai Kogure's End

"I still remember that first meeting from that year..."

Sakurai Kogure's eyes were misty, and countless lights and shadows seemed to flicker across them.

"I've just escaped my family and joined the Fierce Ghost Clan. I'm only fifteen years old, and I'm filled with anxiety and unease about my future..."

She murmured softly, recounting her past.

"Later, I gained your favor, like a traveler trekking in the darkness finally finding a harbor..."

"I'm willing to learn massage techniques for you, no matter the cost. Seeing you relax with me makes it all worthwhile..."

Her voice trailed off, "Unfortunately, it was all just a dream, a mirage. You never had any real feelings for me. When it came to personal gain, you were quick to send me away..."

"You've always thought I came to see you so often because of your massage techniques?"

Kazama Ruri casually swung her hand, knocking away the burning, falling log.

"I value you only because one night I finally mastered Bando Tamasaburo's 'Yang Guifei,' and I wanted a beautiful woman to listen to my singing. At that time, the only woman I could like was..."

He said softly, "It was only Sakurai Kogure, so I went straight downstairs and took your hand to go upstairs."

Sakurai Kogure was startled.

"I practiced for a long time before I mastered it. The reason I dragged you upstairs was actually to find a very, very beautiful girl to sing these few lines of the song for her." Kazama Ruri lowered her eyes.

He himself had always thought that Sakurai Kogure was just playing such a role, until the day he lost her, he was heartbroken.

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It turns out he lost the girl he loved.

"A fleeting dream of worldly glory, a lifetime of emptiness, a destiny without a trace."

Though we cherish each other, why must we meet again?

The earth is ever-flowing, but who can stop the passing of time?

The river flows eastward without end.

He tilted his head back and sang softly, slowly reaching out to gently stroke Sakurai Kogure's face, moving his hand to her neck.

He suddenly understood what was going on with the feeling in his heart at that moment. It was a kind of inexplicable warmth, as if someone would hold you tight even if you fell into hell.

At that time, Sakurai Kogure was just a young girl who had just joined the Oni Clan. Such favor and grace fell upon her, and she was at a loss. She did the most foolish thing. Under the envious and jealous gazes of the girls, she lifted the hem of her skirt and curtsied like a girl being invited to dance in a royal ballroom: "My name is... my name is Sakurai Kogure."

"I am the second son of the Yuan family, and I love opera." He was surprised by the girl's cuteness and answered with a light laugh.

The song faded into the air, leaving only silence.

The fire burned on and on, but it was still quiet and desolate.

He suddenly burst into tears.

The hand around Sakurai Kogure's neck tightened.

The girl looked at him with sorrow, without the slightest struggle, like a moth that had finally died in the depths of darkness.

"Let go."

A silent yet crystal-clear sound pierced through the floors.

Someone climbed the rickety wooden staircase, reached the last step, and appeared in the room.

Sakurai Kogure's eyes suddenly lit up, like a moth about to perish suddenly seeing the sunlight.

"Is he the light that replaced me in your heart...?"

Kazama Ruri looked at Natsuki, tears still welling up and falling onto the floor with a hissing sound, quickly evaporating into mist.

"Isn't your true love Genjiro? Why are you taking your anger out on a woman?"

Xia Mu frowned.

He came to negotiate with Kazama Ruri, but he didn't expect this scene.