Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

She tried to draw her sword, but Xia Mu's wings slapped her away.

The blade was still embedded in Xia Mu's chest.

"If we pull it out, we really won't be able to say much more, and we won't be able to find out the truth..."

Xia Mu breathed heavily, "General, come out! I know you're not dead. Come out and give me an answer!"

Lights descended from the sky, like spotlights illuminating the actors in a play after the curtain fell. At the same time, Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake echoed in the Red Well, and the powerful amplification system played the music with great force, seemingly mourning the tragic killing of lovers.

The lifting platform descended with a rumble, and the LED lights around it lit up, transforming the simple engineering equipment into something resembling a rising stage.

On that glittering stage, someone could be vaguely seen dancing, performing the steps of the prince in "Swan Lake".

Yuan Zhisheng raised his head, staring blankly at this bizarre scene.

The dancers wore tailored tailcoats, paired with crisp trousers, bright purple shirts, white silk bow ties, and black and white brogues.

He hit every beat perfectly, and his spins were light and lively. Even ballet superstars would be captivated by this old man's dance.

His dance steps were flawless; the only flaw was that the music was supposed to be sad and despairing, but he danced it with such smugness that he seemed almost overjoyed.

"What a despicable person..." Xia Mu said softly, clutching his chest.

"How exciting! Such a wonderful performance, what a beautiful portrayal of brothers turning against each other and lovers becoming enemies!"

Wang will jump off the platform, grinning like a sly villain, "To thank you for your wonderful performance, I will show you the truth."

He slowly removed his mask, revealing the face that had once chilled the entire Japanese underworld to the bone.

"It's you! It's you!"

Even though Yuan Zhisheng had anticipated this, he still cried out in shock at this moment, his face pale and his whole body trembling.

He had hoped that it was all a lie, that Tachibana Masamune was still the devoted patriarch, the father he respected.

But it was all for naught.

Tachibana Masamune put on the mask, then took it off, then put it on again, then took it off again. One moment he was a white-faced demon, the next he was a high-ranking old man. Both of his very different faces were smiling. The nobleman on the mask smiled subtly and implicitly, while Tachibana Masamune smiled smugly.

He should have smiled more gently, but he was so happy that his smile couldn't hide his white teeth, which looked like an open pomegranate.

"It's you! It's you!" Genjiro roared repeatedly.

The images of Tachibana Masamune and the King merged into one in his mind, and the layers of mystery surrounding the matter suddenly dissipated, making all sorts of doubts clear.

However, Kazama Ruri and Erii both became expressionless and stood silently behind Tachibana Masamune.

Although Natsuki remained expressionless, given the blood streaming from his chest, Tachibana Masamune assumed he had already regained consciousness.

"Surprised? I love your surprised expressions!" Tachibana Masamune said with a gleam in his eye. "I will reveal the complete truth to you. With your limited intelligence, you can only guess a small part of it. Of course, I am more than happy to spend a few minutes explaining to you, because success that no one knows is too lonely."

He smiled and shook his head, "Although I will soon have to endure loneliness, every being sitting on the throne is lonely; it is a side effect of power."

"Dr. Herzog, is that right?"

Xia Mu suddenly spoke, interrupting his impending boast.

Tachibana Masamune, or rather Herzog, opened his mouth, but couldn't say what he wanted to say, as if he had swallowed a fly halfway through his sentence.

"Both Genjiro and Genjiro are your pawns, and even Erii is. The three of them are actually siblings, and their bloodline comes from the same man, Uesugi Kotsu."

The more Xia Mu continued speaking, the uglier Herzog's expression became.

This should have been his most triumphant, exhilarating, and exciting moment, but the fact that it came from his opponent's mouth, and that the opponent seemed completely unsurprised, made him very uncomfortable.

"Me, the young girl, and Erii are siblings?"

Herzog wanted to see the shock on Genjiro's face, but unfortunately, he couldn't see it on Natsuki's face at all...

Against the Gods

Chapter 316 Another Twist

"Not only that, but actually, the Demon Clan, including Genji, are not evil demons. Genji's personality was switched because of the sound of the clapper, while the others were corrupted by your potion."

The more Xia Mu talked, the more annoyed Herzog became.

When Ryoma Genichiro and Miyamoto Shio first heard this, they were dumbfounded.

"What have we been doing all these years...?"

“You were divided into two sides because competition will allow you to unleash your greatest potential, so that Herzog can gain the greatest benefit. Otherwise, the Holy Relics could not have been excavated so quickly…” Xia Mu said.

Herzog couldn't take it anymore and interrupted Xia Mu: "How do you know everything?!"

Xia Mu smiled silently, her gaze not on him, but fixed on Erii's face: "I came here to save her, how could I not know all this..."

"Hahaha!"

Herzog suddenly burst into wild laughter: "No! You know everything! Yet there are still things you don't know! No wonder you're so accurate, always one step ahead of me! But there are still things you don't know! Hahaha!"

He had been beaten to the punch by Xia Mu all along, and now he finally got his revenge.

He wanted to mock Xia Mu mercilessly and return all the unpleasantness to her.

"Why are you still controlling Kazama Ruri and Erii?" Natsuki asked softly.

This was the only thing that surprised him.

Herzog burst into wild laughter, as if releasing all the repression and forbearance he had endured in his life. He wanted to show the world his true colors, and from then on, no one could stop him.

He is the king of the world!

"Do you think you can block out sound by plugging your ears? Don't you know about bone conduction?" Herzog mocked scornfully.

"Bone conduction?"

Xia Mu seemed somewhat surprised, "So you were prepared all along, the source of the sound was underground?"

Herzog laughed wildly for a while, but Xia Mu still didn't show that look of despair and regret, which still annoyed him.

"Why didn't the clapper sound I recorded earlier work?" Xia Mu suddenly asked.

Herzog paused for a moment, then reached out and picked up the earplugs that Erii had quietly tossed aside, suddenly realizing, "I see, these aren't earplugs, they're headphones. You can switch their states at any time using the clapper sound. No wonder, no wonder."

His heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface; in fact, it was turbulent and turbulent.

If it weren't for the information given to him by the person who resembled Bondarev, Xia Mu would find his current schemes utterly ridiculous, like those of a clown.

"Technology will advance, and the clapper voice that switches personalities can also evolve into a clapper voice that is completely controlled."

Herzog no longer looked smug when he said this; instead, his eyes gleamed.

He made up his mind that the first thing he would do after the deed was to search the world for that mysterious person and take him out!

"So that's how it is."

Xia Mu's eyes seemed heavy, and he was about to close them.

"dying?"

Herzog, seeing his expression, became somewhat anxious. "Wait, don't die yet, I haven't finished speaking!"

"Do you know that your beloved Erii will be turned into a vessel by me? She will help me filter the poisonous blood of the gods, and soon I will replace her blood and turn her into a dried-up corpse!"

"How about that! Aren't you happy to hear this news!"

"Hmm? Say something!"

Herzog, eager to savor victory, strode over to the dying Xia Mu and shook his shoulders violently: "Speak! Speak! Speak! Are you heartbroken? Are you in excruciating pain? Do you wish you could tear me to pieces?"

"puff."

A remarkably crisp sound of a stab.

Herzog was dumbfounded.

Genjiro was stunned, everyone was stunned.

They originally thought this was the end, and that even someone as strong as Xia Mu would never have another chance to turn things around.

The betrayal of a loved one inflicts the greatest harm on both body and mind.

The result... was reversed?

"Villains die from talking too much."

Xia Mu gripped the hilt of the knife and plunged it into Herzog's body once more. The weakness on his face disappeared, and the look of impending death vanished.

He looked absolutely fine.

"But I can understand. After all, they've accomplished something so big, scheming for twenty years. If they didn't tell, it would be like hiding their secrets in the dark, and they would feel terrible." Xia Mu seemed very understanding.

Herzog stared blankly at his chest.

Aside from piercing the surface, it didn't actually penetrate inside.

Are you surprised?

Xia Muyun smiled lightly, "You underestimate me. Erii's Judgment is powerful, but it can't kill me instantly because my bloodline is higher than hers. At most, it makes my wounds difficult to heal, which is why I keep bleeding. As for why the knife didn't work..."

He pulled the knife out of Herzog's body and held it up in front of Herzog.

Only then did everyone realize that the tip of the knife had curved down, turning into a long hook shape.

“You know absolutely nothing about my power.”

Xia Mu stabbed the tip of the knife into his palm and slowly pushed it forward.

The blade tip couldn't pierce the skin at all; instead, the high temperature of the flame in the palm of the hand quietly burned, melting the blade tip and reshaping it.

This is the effect of Erii stabbing Natsuki with her knife. With the hard skin as a buffer and the high temperature melting it, even with Erii's strength, only a small wound was left.

The greatest damage to Xia Mu was still caused by the unhealable judgment, but it did not kill him directly.

"You shouldn't have found out! That's Erii! Erii was the one who tried to assassinate you! You shouldn't have, you shouldn't have..."

Herzog's mental breakdown seemed to be more severe than his physical one.

"Oh, you mean this..."

Xia Mu's gaze slowly fell on Erii, her voice somewhat unsteady, "Because Erii looks at me differently than she looks at anyone else. When she looks at others, she's like a giant doll, devoid of life. Only when she looks at me does her eyes become lively..."

He placed one foot on Herzog's back and said in a low voice, "She's my girl, how could she look at me with such indifferent eyes?"

"So that's how it is..."