Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

Ying thought that Yuan Zhisheng had told her before that Eri was very beautiful and had grown up, but her eyes were always misty, like a deep pool in the mountains in the early morning of October. There were not many things in the world that could cause Eri's eyes to change, and Ying thought that the only person who could do this easily was probably the child named Lu Mingfei.

Eri turned around and tilted her head to look at Sakura. Her eyes were bright, but not spiritual. Instead, they reflected the colorful light from the TV. They were beautiful like crystal-clear and full glass balls, but frighteningly cold, like an exquisite doll.

"Ms. Eri, Lu Jun is in danger." Sakura bowed slightly and whispered. At this time, the Snake Eighth Kuai really didn't have much manpower in Tokyo. Although the operators in Edogawa immediately discovered that the Deadpools were besieging the headquarters commissioner, even if all the people left in the Executive Bureau were sent over, it would not have much effect.

The snake-like deadpools have extremely strong defensive capabilities. The scales covering their bodies are almost as strong as those of pure-blooded dragons, and can even directly resist large-caliber bullets. However, if heavy weapons are used to clear out the deadpools, the noise will definitely not be too small, and it may attract the attention of the Self-Defense Forces.

This means that there are very few options for rescuing the headquarters' specialists. Gen Chisei did not give Sakura the order to mobilize Eri on the phone, but he conveyed this information via text message.

I think she probably didn't want Tachibana Masamune to know about this. Sakura had been following Minamoto Chisei for many years, and she knew him and everyone around him. Masamune's feelings for Miss Eri were more like a father's feelings for his daughter, and if she said it directly in front of him on the phone, it might cause opposition.

But now the power of the Snake Eight Clan in Tokyo is weak, and the only person who can solve this matter is Eri. Gen Chisei is very clear about this matter. He is a person who is more loyal to justice than to his own life. He made such a choice even though he knew it might worsen Eri's health.

Ying's slightly bent body didn't have time to straighten up again, and her soul seemed to begin to tremble at this moment.

Eri's eyes were originally covered with a thin mist, but now she seemed to come alive, and a tide of golden light slowly rose in her deep red pupils, and great majesty descended upon this world through those eyes.

She seemed to have become the core of power at this moment. Sakura had no doubt that even Gen Chisei could not suppress Miss Eri because of her bloodline.

The girl lowered her head and wrote quickly in a small notebook, then showed what she had written to Sakura.

"Come with me, okay?"

It was clearly a question, clearly a gaze of admiration, but Sakura did not have the courage to refuse this request, because although the head of the Uesugi family was still in the appearance of a girl at this moment, the evil spirit that even the family's Amaterasu feared seemed to have awakened in her body.

Sakura nodded.

She still didn't know what Miss Eri's words were, but since the family heads believed that it was a weapon that could fight against God, it must be a very dangerous ability. If it could fight against God, it could naturally deal with those pitiful evil spirits.

A slender, warm hand clasped Ying's wrist. She was stunned. The hand was very cold, and the blood vessels on the back of the hand had bulged out like thin black snakes without her knowing when.

Ms. Eri's bloodline is very unstable, and this instability fluctuates with the fluctuations of her mental state.

Eri showed Sakura the note she had written: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

She pointed to a metal box on a small table not far away, and Sakura breathed a sigh of relief. The box contained a serum sent by the medical department that could suppress the out-of-control blood in Eri's body for a short period of time. When Eri was younger, her emotions were not as stable as they are now. Sometimes she would lose her temper. Whenever this happened, her blood would boil. It was this serum that suppressed the manic dragon blood in Eri's body.

Then Eri took Sakura and turned to walk into the trail outside the door. There were wooden boards under their feet and wooden sliding doors on both sides. Candles were lit behind the sliding doors, and the warm candlelight cast lattice shadows on Eri's body.

The scent of sandalwood reminds Sakura of many things, those that are warm, those that are lively, and those that deserve to be loved.

Sakura had never seen Miss Eri like this before. Only now did she look like a living girl, who vaguely knew how to love and be loved, and learned how to care and worry. This was how she lived in this world.

Eri looks like a very quiet girl, but at this moment she holds Sakura's wrist with terrifying strength. Her body temperature is also rising, and it is obvious that the dragon blood in her body is becoming more violent and boiling.

"Go upstairs, there is a helicopter pad on the top floor of this building, and the driver has been in place five minutes ago!" Sakura trotted to keep up with Eri's pace. Fortunately, Yabuki Sakura was also a tall girl with long legs, not inferior to Eri's, so she could keep up with the girl's pace.

High heels are not suitable for fighting or running. Unfortunately, the boots she wore during the battle were covered in blood and had been thrown away by Ying. Now she could only take off the high heels and hold them in her hands. Her feet were very beautiful, and her nails were as crystal clear as polished shells, shining in the light and fire.

Eri was only wearing white cotton socks as they walked through the wooden plank path. Each wooden strip that made up the corridor had fine and regular patterns on it, and was frosted to the point of being reflective. It was as bright as a mirror and spotless.

Sakura felt a little cold as she stepped on the floor barefoot. Her figure was slim and beautiful. Looking up, she felt that Miss Eri's back was exquisite and curvy. In the dim light of the candlelight, the shrine maiden's costume that looked like clouds seemed to become transparent, and the girl's skin appeared a faint golden color in this hazy light.

The shadows of the grid kept passing over them, just like the autumn sun passing over the bamboo forests in the mountains from morning to dusk, and the shadows of the bamboos passed from the front to the back. Sakura suddenly smiled silently. She had never longed for such a feeling, but at this moment she sensed this kind of emotion in Eri, which even the girl herself didn't know how to describe.

As one of the few people in the Snake Eight Clan who had truly witnessed Lu Mingfei's power, Ying was not actually worried about the safety of Chu Zihang's team. What she was really worried about was that they could not completely wipe out those deadpools. The secret of the Dragon Clan was something that could even be compared to the safety of Miss Eri.

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The suit that the Dragon Blood Society paid for President Lu from a tailor shop on Savile Row in London now seemed a little tight on him, especially in the battle at this moment. The collar seemed to be choking him.

After all, it was customized by Lu Mingfei when he enrolled a year ago, and the body of the eighteen-year-old boy is growing all the time.

Lu Mingfei then panted slowly, opened the suit with a certain style, and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt. While recovering his strength, he took off the long windbreaker that Miss Ying had ironed and handed to him. It was stained with colorful blood, and each drop of blood was a sharp arc, which meant that the blood had a very high blood pressure when it was pumped out of the blood vessels. Each of Lu Mingfei's cuts could cut off Deadpool's arteries. The blood rushed up five meters high like water sprayed from a high-pressure water gun, turning into blood-colored tiny ice crystals and blending into the white mist.

The snake-like Deadpools are definitely the toughest opponents Lu Mingfei has ever encountered except for the real dragons. Their hearts are stronger than ever before, and when the blood is rushing in their veins, it is just like a herd of wildebeest migrating on the African continent. The strength of a single individual is at least at the level of monsters like Dian Wei, the Tiger Maniac, who is invincible in foot combat and can tear lions and tigers apart.

In the task list of the executive department, any single snake-like Deadpool appearing in the outside world would be classified as a high-risk task above level B. With Caesar and Chu Zihang's current physical strength and power, it is actually difficult for them to gain an advantage when fighting against more than three snake-like Deadpools at the same time.

Chu Zihang hasn't used his spiritual words yet. Now that his senior brother's King's Flame has greatly increased in power, if he uses it without hesitation, he will definitely get miraculous results. However, although this ghost place is not a downtown area, it is on the edge of Tokyo. Using King's Flame to burn Deadpool here will have the same impact as using a mortar to hit Godzilla outside Tokyo.

Caesar had no concerns when using the blood-sucking sickle, "It's just that it's a little unsuitable for dealing with the current enemy." Lu Mingfei said helplessly. The white fog was dissipating, and those people in the fog stood up with devil-like figures, casting huge shadows on the ground and in the fog.

In the past, the Vampire Scythe was a word spirit evolved from a sickle weasel that could only be used by Caesar after he strengthened his bloodline through the forbidden technique of blood-blasting. The sequence number in the word spirit sequence list listed by the academy is 71. The effect is to transform the sickle weasel that was originally used as a messenger in the field into a highly aggressive vampire sickle. It can release a large number of dense wind blades in all directions with itself as the center to cut the enemy. It is called a wind blade, but in fact it is a small and swift whirlwind that creates a vacuum area to cut the enemy. This attack method will have a miraculous effect against ordinary Deadpool or the heroes in Odinnibelung, just like the Sunfire Armor. Their skin is not tougher than humans in the face of vacuum cutting. But when facing an enemy like the snake-like Deadpool whose body surface is covered with strength comparable to the scales of light tank armor, it is a little dwarfed.

"I'm really sorry that I'm not a humanity cutting machine. Next time I see my father, I'll ask him why he didn't create me as Iron Man." Caesar rolled his eyes, bent his body slightly, and leaned against Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang behind him. He was so tired that he was panting heavily, and he was recovering temporarily in this way.

"We can fight anytime, why don't you two young heroes save a little energy now?" said Chu Zihang.

The three men stood back to back to defend against Deadpool who might attack from any angle from all directions.

Going outside from indoors was not a loss of reason, but the best solution that Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei thought of at the first moment. Their combat experience and practice were more than Caesar, so they made this choice a little faster than Caesar.

The academy's base is located in a four-story building that was built in the 1970s or 1980s. It is a reinforced concrete structure that is very common in Japan, but the walls are fragile. Even any B-level hybrid who is good at strength can easily push it down. It is simply unable to stop the attack of Snake-like Deadpool, and cannot serve as a good barrier, let alone a shelter.

In that situation, if they are still indoors, they will face difficulties in vision. The enemy may rush out from behind any wall, making it difficult for them to deal with it. On the contrary, the vision outdoors is wide, and with the ability of Chu Zihang's team, they will not be unable to gain a foothold in the attack of the Deadpool group. Instead, they can focus more on dealing with the enemies in front of them.

At this time, Chu Zihang and his two companions had been fighting in the group of Deadpools for twenty minutes. With no cover to rest for a short time and no support from onboard heavy machine guns, anti-tank rockets and mortars, every minute and every second seemed to be a bloody battle. Even Caesar, whose endurance was always stronger than Chu Zihang, had begun to fail, not to mention Chu Zihang, whose advantage was originally his high mobility.

As the only one among the three who was still almost in peak condition, Lu Mingfei naturally stood on the side with the largest number of Deadpools. He made a gesture of hiding the knife, and the sticky black blood flowed along the lustful blade clamped under his armpit, and flowed to the ground, splashing bloody water.

"As expected of you, you are known as Principal Angers. Lu Mingfei, your endurance reminds me of a camel." Caesar complimented.

"Brother, could you please stop wasting your energy? I accept your compliment that I look like a swift, but do you Italians like to compliment others by saying they look like camels?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but complain.

Chu Zihang said seriously: "Strictly speaking, there are no camels in Italy."

The snake-like dead waiters wandered around, neither attacking nor retreating, just circling around the three men, just as wolves or lions did before attacking, circling around their prey all day and all night, waiting for the first sign of a terrified animal to show a flaw, and then the wolves or lions would rush in and tear them to pieces.

The ferocity of Chu Zihang's team impressed the Deadpools who were probably fighting for the first time. They already knew that these were tough opponents. At this moment, the fog was getting thinner and thinner. Broken limbs and bodies twisted into strange shapes were lying in a pool of blood. Not far away, a solid spherical sculpture that was abandoned before it was completed cast a shadow in this direction. The thing was probably originally intended to be shaped like the earth, but was abandoned for various reasons. At this time, a deformed Deadpool with a hideous face and four arms was nailed to a rusty metal frame. The body was covered with deep wounds that could be seen to the bone. This thing should be a mutant of the snake-like Deadpool, and it actually grew into the appearance of Naga in the myths and legends of some Southeast Asian countries. Its tail was wrapped around the sphere in a horrified manner, and the blood completely soaked the abandoned sculpture into a black and red color.

"They are looking for our weaknesses, but Deadpools are not the living dead who don't know fear. When they find they can't kill us, they will start to flee. You can imagine the consequences of such things entering Tokyo." Lu Mingfei said. At this time, the Deadpools who were like wolves hunting suddenly became manic. They roared to the sky with their sharp teeth protruding, just like dozens or hundreds of evil spirits howling.

"If it comes to that, I will use Jun Yan." Chu Zihang said.

"Brother, do you really think you can fire a Zaperion ray that will kill anyone it touches? Can your Jun Yan really burn them to death?" Lu Mingfei said in a stern voice. He was telling the truth. Chu Zihang's Word Spirit had definitely been strengthened, but strengthening was not super evolution. It didn't make sense that a Nibelungen Project could turn Jun Yan, who was still a little more realistic, into Shinra Tensei, who could break through the dimensional wall. Besides, if you could really use Shinra Tensei, could you use it here? Aren't you afraid that tomorrow's news will be "Japan was hit by a nuclear explosion again after 65 years"?

Chu Zihang stopped talking.

“How’s your physical strength recovering? If it doesn’t work, I’m going to blood burst.” Lu Mingfei said. He would really blood burst at the slightest disagreement. After all, the first blood burst had no side effects for him. Only the second blood burst would bring a burden to his physical strength consumption. As for advancing the Road to Deification to the third and fourth degrees, that was a very dangerous behavior. Even Lu Mingfei himself was affected, causing his golden eyes to be filled with red like the next generation when he ignited them.

In fact, Lu Mingfei was not very willing to use his trump cards at this time. Blood Rage and Dragon Bone State were both his trump cards. Although these things were clearly written in his information, Herzog still had many unclear details.

For example, up to now no one knows that Lu Mingfei can activate the dragon bone state and have a burst of blood at almost no cost.

Caesar and Chu Zihang looked at each other, and saw solemnity in each other's eyes. This battle came too suddenly, and they were not prepared. If they had the support of the equipment department, these two killers would be confident that they could deal with all the deadpools here, but the current situation was that they were fighting alone and might not have any support at all, so it was better to fight quickly.

They had seen how Lu Mingfei looked when he activated the dragon bone state and used the blood burst. He was comparable to the second generation of pure-blooded dragons. In that state, Lu Mingfei could definitely handle the current situation.

but……

Suddenly all the Deadpools became quiet again.

They stood in a neat row and looked up.

The whistling sound of the wind was getting closer and closer. In the direction of Tokyo's Shinjuku district, a large black bird lit up its ferocious eyes and projected a beam of light like a huge sword falling from the sky in that direction.

That's a helicopter.

Lu Mingfei felt his cell phone vibrate, and while the Deadpools were not paying attention, he quickly took it out to check.

Eri: "I'm here."

Chapter 191 Boss Lu’s Highlight Moment

"Brother, headphones."

"Wired or Bluetooth?"

“Bluetooth headset.”

"Oh, no."

"Fuck, what the hell are you asking?"

"I need to know your needs before you give me a solution." Chu Zihang had a serious look on his face. At the same time, Murasame, who had been sheathing his sword at his waist, suddenly pulled it out. Black flames suddenly attached to it and began to burn. In the natural Rishin-ryu Iai style, he swung the blade forward, backward, left and right. The high-temperature flames and the blade tore through the air, making a whistling sound. Then the blade twisted in the last process of the swing and chopped off a hideous head that suddenly appeared from the darkness.

The sound of bones and flesh breaking seemed harsh and like thunder in the dead silence.

As several piles of broken and charred body parts fell to the ground with a dull sound, the divine sword that had experienced the war between gods was put back into its sheath.

Chu Zihang handed Lu Mingfei a pair of headphones from behind. Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, then took it with his free left hand that was not holding the lustful thing, and plugged it into the phone's port. "Thanks," he said.

"It was originally prepared for you. You have it too, Caesar. Do you want it now?" Chu Zihang said lightly.

"No." Caesar refused to accept it. They all knew that Eiry had just sent a text message to Lu Mingfei, which meant that the signal had been restored. The situation here must have been clearly seen by Norma through the spy satellite.

In this case, there is no need for Master Gattuso to call the board of directors. Soon, Frost will angrily demand an online board meeting. Twenty-four hours later, the power of the Gattuso family will enter Japan, and the ghost group will pay a heavy price within a week.

Today, Kassel Academy is no longer as keen on using bloody and iron-blooded means to deal with problems as the secret party in the past, but both the current academy and the secret party in the past have some common bottom lines. Obviously, using living people to create Deadpool is definitely a part of this untouchable bottom line.

Even the secret party, which has enjoyed the highest voice in the world of hybrids for thousands of years, has never thought of using fallen hybrids to give birth to a controllable Deadpool. That is an absolutely unacceptable behavior. They will be despised in life and go to hell after death.

Chu Zihang stopped talking, and Caesar also stopped talking. Before this, they had underestimated the power of dragons. The legend of the older generation, Hilbert Jean Ange, and the new generation of dragon-slaying hero, Lu Mingfei, were both alive in front of them. Both Caesar and Chu Zihang were very proud people. They firmly and stubbornly believed that even if fate was a mountain, they could carry it on their shoulders, and even if the things they carried were heavy and hot, they could still get through that long and bumpy road.

This is especially true for Chu Zihang, whose enemy is Odin, the god riding on an eight-legged Pegasus. His holy spear of fate, Kungunir, can always bring irreversible death to all those who have rebelled against God. The suffering he has endured is ten or a hundred times more than that of ordinary people, and he is much more demanding of himself than anyone else. When Chu Zihang saw Odin for the first time after his father's death, his raging anger and deep hatred almost completely devoured this man on the brink of life and death.

Chu Zihang was never as proud as Caesar to think that he was born better than others. He believed more in the skills he had honed in the battle of life and death. But at this moment, he finally realized how difficult it was to make up for the gap between bloodlines.

So far, Lu Mingfei has been in Kassel Academy for no more than a year, but the secret party has achieved results in the dragon-slaying battlefield that have never been achieved in thousands of years. Lu Mingfei's record is brilliant enough to shine in the entire dragon-slaying history. His enemies are the four monarchs, gods, and the next generation of dragons who once entered the core of power in the dragon civilization.

What appeared in front of them today were just a group of snake-like Deadpools that were not even third or fourth generation. Chu Zihang felt that he was not up to the task even against such an enemy. Caesar also had a solemn expression at this moment.

During the summer vacation, they accepted the Nibelungen Project, which not only allowed them to absorb certain strange substances in the Norton Dragon Cross, but also engraved a powerful alchemical matrix on their bodies.

The blood in Caesar and Chu Zihang's bodies was activated, and the dragon part was more active than ever before, but they still seemed unable to stand on the battlefield to fight with gods.

"Did the Sheqi Eight Families actually send out the head of the Uesugi family?" Caesar's face was solemn.

They now know that Uesugi Eriya is actually one of the most core secrets of the Snake Eight Clan. Although she looks like a gentle and cute girl, she is actually a dangerous dragon-slaying weapon.

Although there is no other information about Uesugi Eri yet, since she is valued so much by the Snake Family, her abilities must be very strong, enough to solve the current dilemma.

"Eri's word spirit is judgment." Lu Mingfei said.

Caesar and Chu Zihang were both stunned. Even a nobleman like Caesar, who was considered uneducated in the academy, could recite the Word Spirit Sequence Table by heart. The table included a total of 121 Word Spirits, arranged in a form similar to the periodic table of elements. It was finally completed in 1972. The Word Spirit of Judgment was ranked 111th on the sequence table. It was the most dangerous Holy Word ability below the World-Destroying Word Spirit. There were no more than five recorded owners of Judgment in history, and these people were all famous dragon-slaying heroes.

Compared with Judgment, the Jun Yan used by Chu Zihang, which ranks 89th on the Eye Spirit Periodic Table, does not seem to be that dangerous.

In the past two hundred years, no strong man with the word spirit of judgment has been born in the world of mixed-races known to the secret party. Although Chu Zihang and Caesar, who were a little petrified, had never witnessed the horrific scene when this word spirit was released, they also knew how amazing its effect was.

There are records about the word spirit of Judgment in the relevant textbooks of Kassel Academy. It can issue death orders to all materials in the world. Only those hybrids with excellent bloodlines close to ancient dragons have the opportunity to awaken this word spirit. There are two owners of Judgment whose names have been left in history. They are the third teacher Flamel who was born in France. He used this word spirit to kill metals to imitate the effect that the dead country Nibelungen can have on metals. More than 80% of the precious pure recycled metals in the world come from the hands of this teacher Flamel. He laid the foundation for the subsequent rise of the secret party and the successive victories on the dragon-slaying battlefield. The second one is the general of the Qin Dynasty in China, Bai Qi, the butcher who killed 200,000 surrendered soldiers of the State of Zhao during the reign of King Zhao of Qin.

This word spirit is one of the most powerful and large-scale destructive words that humans can master, and is known as the Scythe of Death that can rival the Rhine.

"If the head of the Uesugi family possesses such power that can be called that of the god of death, then she may really be able to resolve the crisis here." Caesar said.