Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

The blizzard was filled with dense snow and hail, and the sound of helicopter wings flying in the sky tearing through the strong wind was like the howling of a demon.

The snow and hail slapped on the two steel-hard bodies like raging sand. From a distance, their silhouettes in the light column were frozen like eternal statues.

"It's me, brother." Blood flowed from Genji's cheek. The blood was so hot that it seemed to be burning. It dripped onto the ground covered with broken ice and immediately created huge clouds of steam.

Yuan Zhinv also tilted her head, and an innocent smile like a teenager appeared on her face.

The sound of air raid sirens from the distant city of Tokyo was heard in the strong wind, and the thunder sounded rhythmically like a war drum, as if the big drama in Tokyo had finally begun.

But who is beating the drums and who is singing?

Who is dancing behind the drawn curtain, who is grinding his teeth and sucking blood, who is...

Revenge on the world?

The voice of Kazama Ruri echoed in Genji's ears. He said, "Hurry up, pick up your knife. The enemy you have been thinking about day and night is right in front of you. Use the knife to pierce his heart, just like he did to you many years ago, and then throw him into this red well!"

Over the years, they had never been as close as they were today. They could see each other's eyes, hear each other's heartbeats, and even smell each other's breath.

"Brother, you have also become a demon." Yuan Zhinv was still laughing softly. As he laughed, hot tears flowed from the corners of his narrow eyes.

He laughed so hard that his whole body began to tremble, and the cherry-red long sword fell from his hand and went straight into the ground.

Yuan Zhisheng quietly looked at the person in front of him who seemed to have just woken up from a dream, covering his face with his hands and laughing softly.

Everything around them was being destroyed. The beam that spanned the Red Well could no longer resist the gravity that was changed by the incredible force. It was severely crushed as if it was thrown into the seabed tens of thousands of meters deep, and then fell into the depths of the water storage well where the waves were still turbulent.

All the cranes were collapsing, and the Yamata-no-Orochi, whose internal organs and flesh were almost completely eaten by the Holy Corpses, was also collapsing. Its ribs and spine were broken, making a loud roar.

Then, tens of thousands of stainless steel guard plates on the inner wall of the Red Well collapsed, and painful screams could be heard everywhere. Those screams would usually die out immediately, because all the evil spirits and monsters in front of Wang Quan would be crushed into pieces.

Only Yuan Zhinu's spine became straighter and straighter. The sounds of war drums beating and bones breaking and reforming could be heard from his body. Golden-red light uncontrollably shone through the fingers covering his face, like a golden-red river of fire flowing on the boy's sharp claws.

Yuan Zhinu's eyes became brighter and brighter, and Yuan Zhisheng's eyes also became brighter and brighter. The mountains seemed to be running, and the snow and hail became more and more violent in the strong wind.

Finally, Yuan Zhinu curled up as if she was crying and holding her head in her hands. His voice and expression were like that of a child, but his laughter became more and more exaggerated and wild.

As he laughed, the muscles all over his body rippled like water, and the scales that were originally as hard as steel suddenly became sparkling, as if someone had poured a pot of moonlight on the boy's body.

His posture was somewhere between crying and laughing wildly. He laughed and shook his head at the same time. As he laughed, his voice turned into a hoarse howl. He didn't know when his tears soaked through his hard facial bones.

"That's it, take everything." The transition from extreme movement to extreme stillness seemed to be just a moment. Yuan Zhinv slowly lowered her hands, and the sharp claws covered with fine scales were stained with bright red blood.

He still tilted his head to look into Yuan Zhisheng's eyes, but the words he said were not to his brother, but to the devil.

In just a moment, all the scales on Yuan Zhinv's body opened up and began to tremble violently like a rattlesnake's tail, and then all the scales suddenly closed, splashing out blood mist like countless flowers.

This time there was no more clapper sound controlling Genjitsu; he just finally made peace with himself.

The will of the mountain boy fell into endless darkness, in which the sound of waves reaching the sky echoed.

The tide slowly spread, and the source girl opened her arms to embrace the darkness. He still remembered who he was, but the great sadness and great anger were hidden in the tide and were slowly drowning him.

He didn't want to resist anymore, so let it be.

But the weakness and exhaustion after giving up everything seemed to have left him. At this moment, Yuan Zhinu felt like he had returned to the shrine in the mountains many years ago. He and his brother went to the back mountain of the shrine to wait for the meteor shower in the early morning. This time, there were no more gray-black clouds filling the sky, and the gorgeous meteors arrived as expected.

The tide of consciousness flooded Yuan Zhinu's chest, but his heart was clearly filled with joy.

Is this what it feels like to be completely depraved?

Nothing seems to be wrong...

But this time he will never come back, and the only thing in the world that can trap the evil spirit named Kazama Ruri is about to die.

When the black tide completely submerged the source girl, he struggled one last time and fell into the depths of darkness.

The boy in the red hunting robe swam out from the darkness like a fish and hugged him from behind.

Genji said nothing and curled up like a child.

"Are you angry? Do you want revenge? Then...as you wish."

Fengjian Liuli held the child who looked more like a boy than a man in her arms, and the two souls completely merged in the sound of the tide.

Amid the tide of sadness and hatred, Genji was incredibly calm.

A power and majesty that was no less than Yuan Zhisheng's suddenly rose from the ground!

"You are a ghost." Yuan Zhisheng said.

In the realm of kingship, even the snow and hail fell more violently, and the strong wind whistled the tiny particles in their ears.

But Gen Chisei didn't need to increase his volume, he knew that Gen Chisei could read his lip shape.

"Yes, I am the evil ghost Feng Jianli!" The boy whose eyes turned as ferocious as a lion and tiger in just a moment gritted his teeth and whispered. He was so angry that it was as if he had a razor blade between his lips and teeth.

"But are you clean? It is a mistake for people like us to be born in this world. The curse is passed down through the genes of God to every emperor. We are born to be the source of disaster for the people around us. So in your eyes I am a ghost, but what are you? How many innocent people have you killed over the years? How many days and nights have there been souls wailing on your Spider Cut and Boy Cut?" Fengjian Liuli laughed silently, he opened his arms, his naked body was as hideous as a devil and as beautiful as a god, every scale reflected the world of flying snow, every scale reflected the face of Yuan Zhisheng, which was even more terrifying than a demon.

"Look at yourself, you have been hunting those ghosts who use evolution drugs, but today you have become an extremely evil ghost who can even kill people like me!" Yuan Zhinv suddenly reached out and grasped the two blades against her chest. The expression on his face was so arrogant, but his facial features were so beautiful, and golden fire was jumping in his eyes.

"Come on, kill me. After you kill me, you will be a real ghost!"

Spider Cut and Douji Cut are both ancient demon-slaying blades. The blood of dragons will boil at the touch of these knives. They will cut the palm of the source girl with a buzzing sound, and the hot blood will immediately flow along the blade.

An ancient alchemical matrix lit up on the blade of the Demon Slayer Blade. Amidst the brilliant light and fire, Gen Chisei's face was as indifferent as a stone carving, while Kazama Ruri looked like an evil demon gnashing his teeth and sucking blood.

"You want to provoke me with words in order to find my flaws, but it's useless. The Yuan Zhisheng of the past is dead. The one who appears before you now is the most powerful ghost in the world, just as you said." Yuan Zhisheng said softly, and the domain of royal power shattered. The helicopters hovering in the sky lowered their altitude one after another, and rope ladders were dropped one after another. Dozens or hundreds of fully armed executive bureau cadres slid down the mountain.

"Tonight I was supposed to go to the sacred mountain that controls the lives of tens of millions of people in Japan, because there is a war waiting for me there that only gods or demons can set foot on." Yuan Zhisheng said, "But I am about to die, and I want to see you again before I die."

Yuan Zhinv was suddenly stunned. She stared at Yuan Zhisheng blankly, as if she didn't understand what he was saying.

"The head of the Inuyama family who has been tracking you down has actually been keeping in secret contact with the previous head of the Snake Family, Uesugi Kotsu." said Gen Chisei.

"The return of God has also awakened the kingdom of the dead that we have been guarding. Our ancestors called it the Night Food Field. The connection between the huge Nibelungen and the real world is at Mount Fuji. The head of the Uesugi family and the head of the Inuyama family are fighting bloody battles... People like you are not worthy of my presence at this time, but you and your teacher are planning a conspiracy that can subvert everything. I have to waste precious time to make a detour to solve this matter."

Once the closest people become enemies, they will always find each other's weaknesses, and the knife used to stab a brother or lover is always the sharpest weapon.

Gen Chisei treated Gen Chinu so indifferently that it almost drove him crazy.

At this time, heavy footsteps were heard behind Yuan Zhisheng.

The man walked very fast and steadily. A few seconds later, he pushed aside the snow with his hands and stood next to Yuan Zhisheng. It turned out to be a very tall old man.

Tachibana Masamune.

Or it would be more appropriate to call him... Friedrich's Shadow Warrior.

The real Tachibana Masamune had already died, and Minamoto no Chisei found his body in the basement of Genji Heavy Industries.

That despicable and vicious German used Tachibana Masamune's genes and his memories to create this puppet that had been lurking at the highest level of the Snake Eight Families.

Genji Chisei realized that Tachibana Masamune was replaced because he was too much like a father, and even hoped that Lu Mingfei would take Eri away from Genji Heavy Industries, the Yagi Hachika, and even leave Japan.

In addition, Tachibana Masamune's accent suddenly took on the characteristics of Slavic speech. One day he even began to distinguish between hard palate sounds and soft palate sounds, which is a typical way of speaking for Russians.

Originally, Gen Chisei wanted to torture him to extract a confession, or use some special means to get some useful information from the disguised Tachibana Masamune. But one day, the old man invited him to forge swords at the Shiraha Dog Shrine. They ate freshly roasted yakitori and drank sake. As they drank, Tachibana Masamune dismissed everyone around them. In the dim and flickering candlelight, the shadows of the two people cast on the reliefs of gods and Buddhas all over the sky looked like devils.

Tachibana Masamune said, "I feel very strange, I seem to have forgotten something."

Yuan Zhisheng drank and said coldly, "Don't think too much, you just need to rest."

The old man said that was not the case. I seemed to have forgotten a lot of the time we spent together in the past. I was probably really old and too old to move. I was a burden to you because of my childhood.

At that time, Yuan Zhisheng's fingers moved slightly, and the cup full of sake shattered.

This is something my dad would say.

In fact, the moment he saw the body of Tachibana Masamune, Gen Chisei felt that his heart had become as hard as stone. Sadness and hatred flooded his soul like water, and there was nothing in this world that could discipline him.

The reason why he never killed the guy next to him was actually because he had the same face as his father.

"I inherited Colonel Bondarev's memory, and for a long time I didn't even know that I was being controlled by some strange clapper sounds." Tachibana Masamune looked into Minamoto's eyes. He looked at the child carefully and sighed softly.

"I'm sorry I didn't take you out of the mountains with me, because our world is so dangerous. I hope you can survive like an ordinary person... This is what Colonel Bondarev has always wanted to say to you."

Chapter 417 The Old Emperor and the Old Kingdom of God

"It's a despicable method, isn't it? It's exactly what cowardly and ambitious people like him are most keen to do...using conspiracy to gain power and authority in this world, even at the cost of tens of millions of lives." Tachibana Masamune looked back at Tokyo, which was ravaged by the tsunami. The power bureau was still holding its ground. When the first wave of the tsunami hit, almost the entire city was plunged into darkness, but after a brief panic, many blocks were lit up again.

The tsunami came too suddenly, and the citizens had less than twenty minutes to evacuate. The elemental turbulence caused by the Yamata no Orochi completely blocked the meteorological satellite's monitoring of climate change in the waters near Tokyo Bay. Huge waves dozens of meters high flowed across the gaps between the gray-white buildings like a tidal wave.

Those who had time to escape fled to the west or north to high ground that would not be affected by the tsunami, while those who did not have time to escape went to the top of high-rise buildings together and looked around to see the vast ocean everywhere.

In order to stabilize the citizens and avoid possible public security crimes, the Electricity Bureau has been taken over by the Self-Defense Forces and is providing centralized power supply to designated buildings at the request of the Chief Cabinet Secretary.

Such a solemn and beautiful city was reflected in the black pupils of Tachibana Masamune, just like Takama-ga-hara that fell into the abyss many years ago.

Layer upon layer of black waves hit the outer wall of the titanium-black building. Every floor of the building was lit up with bright light, reflected on the turbulent water like a eerie mirage.

"At first, I didn't know that I was actually created as a puppet to replace Colonel Bondarev. It wasn't until the riot inside Genji Heavy Industries led to the exposure of Snake Deadpool's testing site that I remembered that it was indeed what I did. But the interesting thing is... I didn't feel ashamed of it in my memory, and even felt a kind of joy from the bottom of my heart when I dissected the bodies of those poor people. But that day when Zhisheng and I went to the underground laboratory together, what spread through my heart like a tide was not the fear and panic when the truth was revealed, but... compassion."

Yuan Zhinv sneered silently.

"If all this is true, then you should have inherited everything from that man, his cold-bloodedness and his meanness. Can a person like you also have emotions such as compassion?" For so many years, the Eight Snake Families and the Demon Clan have been living in peace, but that is not because the family heads have been influenced by Western thoughts and have become more respectful of human rights than before, but because of Tachibana Masamune's policies.

Colonel Bondarev mentioned by this puppet was probably a KGB agent from Moscow before he turned himself into a real Japanese. He believed that after experiencing the Second World War, both the family and the Demon Clan were very weak and could no longer afford a war that might be protracted and engulf the entire Japanese shadow society.

But that doesn't mean he didn't take action.

On the contrary, Tachibana Masamune was such a cunning fox that he began to introduce foreign assets on a large scale, secretly reached agreements with other mixed-race families who were not descendants of the White King, and ceded the interests of the Snake Eight Families in the archipelago.

Kyoto is the family's base. As long as the city of Tokyo is still under the control of the family, the Snakesaki Eight Clan, as the supreme underworld, will not collapse and it will even be difficult for them to fall into a disadvantage in almost all open and secret struggles.

The ghosts have to deal with threats from all sides, including those like the Academy who regard the fallen hybrids as a scourge.

"Yes, because even if we have the same genes and there is not much difference between our looks and memories, I am not him after all." Tachibana Masamune sighed softly, "Chisei found devices in my office, my residence, and even the antique Ferrari I drove when I traveled that could emit low-frequency sound waves that the human ear could not detect. They were still endlessly broadcasting a certain fixed sound to the outside world when they were discovered. The Rock Flow Research Institute analyzed those devices. Guess what was recorded in them?"

Yuan Zhinv was slightly stunned, and suddenly began to tremble violently.

He seemed to guess what the old man was going to say...

"It's a strange clapper sound, a bit like the melody that the Mayans in Central America would play during religious ceremonies when they were using the psychedelic effects of hallucinogenic mushrooms."

Tachibana Masamune whispered, "Luckily I inherited Bondarev's brain, so I realized that someone might have tampered with my brain. The clapper sound would stimulate a certain area of ​​the brain to induce the subconscious of this body to do something that the person controlling me wanted me to do. In this way, Friedrich could control the entire Snakesaki Eight Families through me. I guess he was going to use the same method to control the Demon Clan, but Dr. Herzog, who played the role of the King General for many years, was more difficult to deal with than he thought. Even a clone would find the truth from clues and disrupt his plan in turn, so Friedrich killed him completely and directly replaced Herzog's identity and status among the Demon Clan."

Kazama Ruri still held the blades of Spider-Kiri and Doji-Kiri tightly. His blood was hot, vaporizing all the falling snow and hail.

Even if he realized that his two personalities were influenced by the club in General Wang's hand, it was a recent event, and it was also thanks to Lu Mingfei's reminder.

I didn't expect that this cloned puppet could find the medium that influenced it so quickly...

"I have been secretly resisting the control that is almost impossible to get rid of. I even realized earlier that there is something wrong with my thinking. I have always regarded the head of the Uesugi family as my daughter, but sometimes I have some thoughts in my heart that I would treat her as... food. I was very scared. In order to eliminate this terrifying delusion, I sent her away and let the child named Lu Mingfei take her away from Japan."

Ruri Kazama realized that Masamune Tachibana was not lying.