Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

Chu Zihang let out a deep sigh.

This means that there may be one or more dragon subspecies comparable to pure-blooded dragons lurking in this sea area, waiting to taste the predators that have absorbed the ancient dragon genes from the wreckage of the Lenin.

They are unwilling to occupy this place themselves because the Torii Gate is the border of the Nibelungen. The spiritual awareness of animals is far stronger than that of humans, and they can realize that they may face terrible things if they cross that gate.

Just as he was thinking this, something huge suddenly covered almost the entire 100-meter-high Torii. It crawled out from the rock wall at the edge of the lava river, and as it swung its long tail, it left behind a huge shadow that completely enveloped the Trieste.

"What is that? Godzilla?" Caesar's lips were trembling.

The brave and fearless descendant of the Italian mafia finally realized at this moment that there really are such damn things as monsters in the world.

"It's not Godzilla, it's the Leviathan whale." Chu Zihang said coldly.

"Leviathan was the most powerful marine mammal of the Neogene. It was 18 meters long and weighed 65 tons, about the same size as a female sperm whale today. Its teeth were 35 centimeters long, longer than those of a megalodon."

Although in such a tense atmosphere, Jiude Mai couldn't help but complain in her heart.

This guy Chu Zihang is exactly the same as described in the intelligence. He can remember all the books he has read, and can recite famous sayings of philosophers at will. He can quote from a wide range of sources without any pressure, and is calm and composed. While Caesar Gattuso, who is as famous as him in the academy, is still making a fuss and lamenting about Godzilla, Brother Shape has already easily and accurately located the Mei's Leviathan Whale from his head which is comparable to an encyclopedia. This name is probably something most people have never heard of.

"But that fucking thing is a hundred meters long, a hundred meters long!" When people are nervous, they really become parrots. Master Gattuso put his hand on the yellow nuclear-powered valve. It seems that as long as Godzilla makes any unusual movements, Master Gattuso will immediately push the valve to allow this submersible, which is as old as his grandfather, to transform into a supersonic submarine and rise to the surface at the fastest speed.

Indeed, from the outline of the shadow, it can be seen that its volume is about half the size of the Lenin. The pair of small eyes on both sides of its head, burning like giant candles, swept across the entire Takama-ga-hara with great malice.

Countless blue spots of light surrounded this huge predator. Densely packed ghost-toothed vipers tore small holes connected by gullies in the scales on the body surface of this prehistoric Leviathan whale, which were tens of centimeters thick. Their group lived in the scales. The young fish lived on the whale's excrement and phosphorus in the lava, while the adult fish went out hunting.

"Don't be impulsive. We are probably at the edge of the Nibelungen now. The owner of this kingdom of the dead has either gone far away or fallen into a deep sleep. The surrounding space will not fall into an infinite loop like the Penrose Stairs." Chu Zihang said, "But if the Trieste rises at high speed, it's hard to say where we will go. Maybe we will be on the sea surface, or maybe we will emerge from the magma."

There is another possibility that he didn't mention, which is that the submersible might directly hit the border of the Nibelungen, and the ending might be very bleak.

Chu Zihang fiddled with the buttons and valves on the console as the Trieste continued to move towards the wreckage of the Lenin.

At this time, a rustling sound came from behind them. In just a blink of an eye, the girl who was as beautiful as Cleopatra had taken off the ninja suit that fully revealed her good figure. She was only wearing a tight shark skin swimsuit, and an eagle-like diving knife was tied to her slender calves.

"Wait, you're not going to tell me you're going to walk out of the cabin at this time?" Caesar looked shocked.

"The pressure gauge hasn't changed, which means that even the water pressure in the Nibelung is close to 900 atmospheres, and the temperature outside is close to minus degrees Celsius... If you walk out of the Trieste without protection like this, you will be crushed into a meaningless ball of organic matter in an instant." Chu Zihang said seriously.

"If my playboy father knew that a beautiful girl like you ended up becoming an unrecognizable mass, he would be heartbroken." Caesar also looked serious.

Jiude Mai turned her head and looked towards the observation window. Countless ice threads were condensing in the sea water outside the cabin. Thin ice flakes were condensing between the ice threads. The portholes of the Trieste could be reflected in some of the ice flakes, and a faint light was burning in the portholes.

"The city is waking up. We have disturbed the ghosts by entering Nibelungen," she said. "But what can I do? That's what the boss wants. That's..."

"His pet..."

The last sentence was spoken so softly, so softly that it seemed as if only the lips were moving. Chu Zihang and Caesar looked at each other, not knowing how to persuade this woman who had inexplicably broken into their mission.

Before they even had time to say anything, Jude Mai had already turned around and walked into the pressurized cabin on the side of the cockpit.

The ten-centimeter-thick gate closed between the three people. Jiude Mai knocked on the small resin glass window of the pressurized cabin and tilted her head with a sweet smile.

"This is why I mentioned you, because I didn't come in by mistake, my destination is here... After refining my bloodline, my Word Spirit will evolve into the Vajra Realm. This Word Spirit's domain can last for five minutes. After five minutes, you should leave from that Torii Gate." She said, and at the same time, a dramatic dragonization began to occur on this beautiful body.

The scales on that beautiful face opened and closed with her breathing, and her cold golden eyes were filled with a playful smile.

The dark golden field silently gushed out from Jiude Mai's body, and then stopped steadily about ten centimeters away from her.

It is incredible that after the evolution of Yan Ling Ming Zhao, who is the best at hiding, it turns out to be a Vajra Realm that is even stronger than the Dustless Land.

The pressurized nozzle sucked Jude Mai in and then sprayed her out. She curled up into a ball, her hard scales piercing her sharkskin swimsuit like a curled-up pangolin.

"Bleeding, second degree... no, maybe third degree." Chu Zihang said coldly, "Her background is not simple, and it may be true that she knows Lu Mingfei."

There are very few people in the world who possess the skill of Blood Rage. Apart from Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang doesn't know where she got this ability to enhance her bloodline.

However, the reason why Jiude Mai was able to enter a deep stage of dragon transformation was not because she advanced on the path to becoming a god, but because she was injected with evolutionary medicine.

A temporary evolutionary drug that is far more advanced, more sophisticated, and more complete than the Molotov cocktail of the Demon Clan.

But Chu Zihang realized that Caesar did not reply. He looked back and saw only a frightened, pale face.

"Heartbeats, many of them, thousands and tens of thousands of heartbeats, all in perfect sync with the frequency of this city!" Caesar said, pointing to the forest of steles that was used as an execution ground.

Just as Jiude Mai entered the group of snails on the surface of the Lenin with the dark golden field as easily as a red-hot iron ball hitting an ice cube, almost at the same moment, the city seemed to tremble in anger.

Then scarlet mist gushed out from the ground where the forest of steles was inserted, and slender creatures crawled out from the cracks in the ground. They tore apart the afterbirth that covered them, their bodies glowed with a metallic luster, and their pupils were a hideous golden color.

It’s... Corpse Guard!

Hordes of thousands of corpse guards!

"Release sulfur alchemical bombs on those things!" Caesar growled, "No, it's better to use nuclear bombs!"

He growled and looked for the launch button but Chu Zihang held him down.

The cold golden eyes immediately calmed Caesar down.

"Our efforts are just a drop in the bucket. Nuclear bombs and alchemical bombs cannot destroy all the corpse guards. We should trust the academy." Chu Zihang said, "Our mission is to destroy the embryos, and it would be best if we could destroy the city as well."

Both men looked towards the Lenin.

They were waiting for the girl's mermaid-like shadow to reappear.

Chapter 367 Zero’s first step

At the end of the flood control dike in Tokyo Bay, an old man wearing a black tailor-made suit and Italian leather shoes stood solemnly between the sea and the sky.

He was clearly wearing brown gold-rimmed glasses, and looked gentle and refined, like a diplomat, but his eyes behind the lenses were filled with such a majestic golden light.

The solemnity of the pair of pupils was reflected in the snow and hail blown obliquely by the sea breeze, and the strong wind that blew in the face seemed to be carrying a severe cold that could freeze the entire world.

The blizzard was getting heavier and heavier. On the saline-alkali beach farther away, gray-white concrete pillars could be seen extending one by one into the depths of the sea. It was an unfinished pier used for unloading cargo.

In the dim light, you can see the ships moored in the dock in an orderly manner on the sea.

Tokyo Bay is one of the busiest ports in the world, but something unexpected happened today.

Bad weather has prevented smaller fishing boats from going out to sea to fish, and fishermen and their employees are reluctant to cast their nets at this time.

The aviation and navigation control in a certain sea area forced even large ships with sufficient tonnage to withstand wind and snow to temporarily anchor in the harbor.

Everyone thought that Ange would act in the sky with his private plane Sleipnir, but the old guy just didn't do what others thought.

He was originally such a maverick, wandering alone in this desolate world, and alone defending the Great Wall in the desperate situation at the border between dragons and humans in 1900.

Angers looked in one direction, where cirrus clouds hung low and the sea and sky met. As far as the eye could see, there was only the white of the snow and the white of the waves.

But Angé knew that in a certain sea area not far from here, there should be flames rising into the sky at this moment.

——Five minutes ago, EVA detected a magnitude 8600 earthquake at a depth of 4.6 meters on the seabed, followed by the intermittent distress signals from the Trieste.

The submersible provided by the Gattuso family is rising from the abyss that is comparable to the golden wheel and the chasm in the myth at an astonishing speed.

The journey that would have taken at least an hour to complete only took them 20 minutes. As the Trieste gradually approached the sea surface, the communication between the academy and the task force was reestablished.

The first moment Caesar contacted the man named Cheng Shuangfan, he shouted something in Italian in an almost roaring voice.

Cheng Shuangfan knew that the word translated into Chinese meant...

dragon!

The sonar device deployed on the keel of the tanker soon detected a large number of signals rising from the seabed.

They followed the green dot representing the Trieste and gathered into a torrent. From the display screen, it looked like a red tide chasing closely behind the flashing dot of light.

Then, three tankers opened the gates at the same time and released oil into the sea. A huge amount of oil formed a thick oil film on the calm sea surface. Under the order of a commander, the specialists on the three tankers threw incendiary bombs into the sea at the same time, and it seemed as if the entire sea began to burn!

Under this circumstance, even if the Trieste escaped from the Abyss and reached the surface of the sea ahead of the corpse guards, it would be enveloped by the blazing flames. It is hard to say whether it would trigger a chain explosion that would blow the two... no, three unlucky guys inside into pieces.

But there was a man walking in the flames of the sea, his windbreaker rustling in the wind, but the sea around him was as calm as a mirror. There was only a huge circular edge, and a huge amount of sea water formed a backflow and curved tide like hitting a dam.

Word Spirit. Vortex, serial number 88, a high-risk word spirit related to ocean and water. Its effect is to control the water flow, forming a spherical vortex water wall that wraps around itself and the area. When the vortex explodes, it has the lethality of a high-explosive bomb, and the water that bursts out has strong penetrating power.

He was a Chinese man with a very tall figure. The brightness of his golden eyes completely overwhelmed the surrounding flames. For a moment, it seemed as if he was wearing a golden mask.

At the moment when the huge 15-meter-long black metal vehicle broke through the water like a giant beast, the vortex area expanded violently. Cheng Shuangfan ran wildly with his arms open as if to hug the Trieste. The water wall-like vortex actually wrapped him and the Trieste together!

What an incredible miracle, what kind of field can expand to such an astonishing extent?

According to the records of Kassel Academy's Word Spirits, another person with a very high bloodline and possessing a "vortex" is the head of the Miyamoto family, Miyamoto Shio. Even at his peak state, Miyamoto Shio's domain could only expand to a range of ten meters, while Cheng Shuangfan's domain was at least a giant sphere with a diameter of twenty meters!

Countless mermaid zombie-like corpses twisted and struggled on the flaming sea. They bounced out of the sea and were immediately swallowed by the flames. The oil-burning fire illuminated the bodies of these zombies, but they could not even utter a roar.

After all, the shrine guarding Takamagahara are just hybrids who were mummified in ancient times.

Through special craftsmanship, their bones, scales, and teeth have become close to the strength of pure-blooded dragons and will not be corroded by substances in the sea water over time, but their soft vocal cords have long since disappeared.

This is a silent army, an army of silent evil spirits crawling out of hell.

The flames are an insurmountable barrier to the Corpse Guard, but they are never fatal.

Their bodies are not rich in fat like Deadpool's, so even if they are burned by high temperatures, they will not lose their combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

The executive department specialists who had been ready on the deck began to move. Thunderous gunshots superimposed on thunderous gunshots, and the entire sea was shaking.

The person truly responsible for this operation finally appeared. It was hard to imagine that the old man with crutches who walked out of the bridge was actually Frost Gattuso.

The blond secretary chased after Mr. Frost and put a windbreaker on him. The roar of cannons and gunfire like Thor's roar could be heard from all directions. The snow curtain in the surrounding sky was faintly illuminated by the artillery fire, and the air-to-ground weapons of the armed helicopters were pouring down like a torrent.

The ancient fallen ones crawled out from the land of God's kingdom. They were eager to return to the world and drink human blood, but the moment they poked their heads out of the sea, they were hit hard by this era.

Frost and Percy stopped together and looked down at the blazing battlefield from the highest point of the tanker.

If it had happened in any past mission, the impact of such a large-scale oil spill would have been absolutely unacceptable even for Kassel College.

But today they are blocking the servants of God.

It would be a disaster if any of the Shiki escaped from here and slipped to the coast of Japan or the Korean Peninsula.

"Can we intercept all the corpse guards?" Angé's voice rang in Frost's ears, and they kept in touch.

Frost frowned, looking down upon him.

"It's difficult," he said.

"Let the beheaders go out, bring the bait with them, and don't let the evil spirits escape from hell." Ange said softly.

"Cut off God's minions, and next will be... God."

"Do you really want to use those baits? Aren't you worried about attracting something more dangerous?"

"Just kill them all together." Ange laughed coldly. "This war has already reached a life-and-death situation. Wouldn't it be a good thing for us to lure everything out of the cave together?"

"I hope so..." Frost hesitated.

In the board of directors of Kassel Academy, Frost Gattuso has always been a relatively conservative guy.