Dragon Clan: I can randomly draw a word spirit

Thinking of this, Minamoto no Chitose left Genji Heavy Industries decisively. She covered her exposed skin tightly with her windbreaker and returned to her residence in a low-key manner. Only then did she truly realize what she looked like at this moment.

The person in the mirror was covered in fine white scales from cheeks to neck, with blood vessels protruding all over his body, with hot, black blood flowing in them, like some extremely terrifying curse.

She seemed to have turned into a monster.

Just then, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Sakurai Kogure, dressed in a kimono, walked in. After seeing the appearance of Gen Chino, she was stunned for a moment and a worried look appeared on her face.

"What happened? Did you take the evolution drug?"

Yuan Zhinv shook her head and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay."

After her bloodline broke through, she could clearly feel the overall improvement in her strength, but her mind remained calm and clear, and her thinking was not affected.

The last time Yaki was used, this dragon transformation phenomenon also occurred, and it returned to normal later, so Gen Chitose deduced that this deformation should not last too long and was just a trivial problem.

But the worry in Sakurai Kogure's eyes did not diminish, but since Gen Chino said it was okay, she didn't dare to ask any more questions and just sighed helplessly.

She had known Yuan Zhinu for quite some time, several years had passed in the blink of an eye. She didn't know when her initial fear and admiration for Yuan Zhinu had turned into heartache and helplessness.

This girl always hurts herself, as if no one has ever taught her how to protect herself, and she has long been accustomed to pain and injury.

She looks majestic and seems to be afraid of nothing, but actually she is just a stupid kid who can do nothing but kill people.

As she was sighing in her heart, she saw this guy start to sharpen the knife again, so carefully and seriously, just like every time before she went out to kill someone.

With a bad premonition inexplicably emerging in his heart, Sakurai Kogure subconsciously asked: "What are you going to do?"

Genji answered casually, "It's a nice day today."

Sakurai Kogure looked at her warily: "So?"

Genjitsu put the cleaned knife into the scabbard and tied it around her waist, looking at Sakurai Kogure sincerely: "Do you feel tired of being a Ryoma?"

"Today's weather is great, and it feels right for killing people. Let's go and rebel against the king now. After we succeed, I will be the king and you will be the Dragon King."

Sakurai Kogure: “Huh?”

Chapter 45 I am usurping the throne

"Girl, do you know what you are talking about? Rebellion? Now?"

Sakurai Kogure had a very absurd feeling in his heart. Although he knew that the girl in front of him was a lunatic, he couldn't help but doubt when he heard such words.

It was only one day since Minamoto Chitose returned to Japan. She had just come out of Genji Heavy Industries half an hour ago, covered in blood and deformed.

Shouldn't we lie low and rest at this time? Although rebellion does not require an auspicious day, this is too hasty, so hasty that it seems like a joke.

But Genji was clearly not joking. She looked into Sakurai Kogure's eyes and spoke word by word, "Right now."

She was seldom so serious, but every time she was like a warrior preparing to go to the battlefield. At this time, all she had to do was put on armor, hand her a sword, and then wait for victory.

So Sakurai Kogure restrained her expression, she didn't say anything more, just bowed slightly and said: "Hai!"

The dark Maybach was running rampant on the streets, and countless vehicles that were left behind were honking their horns angrily, but Sakurai Kogure didn't care and continued to accelerate with his foot on the accelerator.

Genji was sitting in the back seat with the cherry-red sword across her legs.

Unparalleled power boiled in her blood. She had been waiting for this day for almost twenty-one years, but when it finally came, her heart was unexpectedly calm.

To be honest, it was a bit hasty, but it doesn’t matter. In the face of absolute power, any conspiracy or trickery is of no consequence.

Gen Chinu thought clearly that now was the best time. She couldn't make another breakthrough in a short period of time. The longer she stayed in Tokyo, the easier it would be to be exposed.

She had just massacred Masamune Tachibana's pet pool, and no one knew when Masamune Tachibana would find out. By the time he found out, he would definitely be on guard. It would be better to kill him in one go, which would catch him off guard.

Half an hour ago, Sakurai Kogure used Ryoma's authority to give orders to the top leaders of the Oni Clan, asking everyone to gather at Gokurakukan.

This order came suddenly, but because the king and Minamoto no Chitose usually hid behind the scenes and issuing orders was entirely up to Sakurai Kogure, the high-level members of the Oni Clan did not notice anything wrong.

When Yuan Zhinu arrived, those people were already waiting in the Paradise Hall.

When Yuan Zhinv appeared in front of everyone in a long black dress and high heels, everyone was surprised.

It's not just because of why the Dragon King, who was willing to be a hostage for the organization, would come back, but also because of Genjitsu's grand attire. She looks like she is about to be crowned, or going to a grand funeral.

Sakurai Kogure followed behind Genji from beginning to end, holding her cherry-red long sword in both hands, silent and solemn.

The entire hall was silent, with only the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the ground. Everyone's eyes followed the black figure, with different and complex expressions.

Yuan Zhinu seldom appears in front of these people, but every time she appears it represents a bloody storm. Over the years, more people have died at the hands of this Dragon King than at the hands of her family.

So when her eyes swept across the crowd, no one dared to look at her, and everyone lowered their heads. These evil ghosts who were doing all kinds of evil and brutal violence outside would bow their heads for greater violence.

"I called everyone here because I have something to announce."

Yuan Zhinv looked at these guys with ulterior motives and spoke word by word: "From today on, the fierce ghosts will only have me as their master."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, and someone subconsciously asked: "What about General Wang?"

"I said, from now on, the fierce ghosts will only have me as their master. Do you understand?"

The man subconsciously wanted to refute, but when he saw the gradually golden eyes of Yuan Zhinv, his whole body froze. An indescribable fear spread in his heart. The words of rebuttal came to his lips but he swallowed them back. He quickly lowered his head and dared not speak again.

The news was too abrupt and too sudden. No one expected that the first thing the Dragon King would do after disappearing for more than ten days was to seize power and rebel. The king general was nowhere to be found.

The crowd gradually began to get restless, with whispers ringing out.

Yuan Zhinv looked at the restless crowd and repeated calmly: "I will say this one last time. From now on, everyone just needs to obey my orders. Does anyone have any objections?"

"I have an opinion!" Someone spoke up, his voice full of uncontrollable anger: "Dragon King, what do you want to do? Where do you want to put the king? Do you want to rebel?"

Yuan Zhinv looked at the person who was speaking. He was a man with tattoos all over his body and strong muscles. He was one of the most loyal generals among the fierce ghosts.

This person is also the strongest among these people. He possesses the Bronze Throne of Words, which can greatly enhance muscle strength. He can even tear the family's executives to pieces with his bare hands. He has a very strong reputation among the fierce ghosts and is the fourth person after Sakurai Kogure.

At this moment, this man stared at Yuan Zhinv without fear, his angry eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

Yuan Zhinv ignored his anger and continued to ask in a calm tone: "Does anyone else have any objections?"

No one dared to speak, and the atmosphere became tense.

Gen Chinu nodded and raised her hand slightly. Sakurai Kogure immediately stepped forward and respectfully placed the knife in his hands into hers.

The man roared at the sight. His muscles swelled and hardened instantly. The bulging muscles tore through his clothes. His already huge body swelled again. His whole body took on a light metallic color, and his eyes glowed with a fiery golden color.

"Bitch, I'm going to tear you apart right now!"

The man rushed towards Yuan Zhinv like a mad bull. His strength was so great that the smooth marble on the floor shattered instantly when his bulging calves stepped on it. His terrifying power was comparable to that of a wild beast.

Compared with the crazy man, the thin girl was like a branch swaying in the wind, but there was no expression on her face. She raised her head slightly, revealing a pair of golden eyes.

Those eyes seemed to have some kind of magical power. Everyone who saw them would subconsciously fall into a trance. The most unforgettable memories deep in their memory would be triggered, and together they would weave a dream like going out to sea, forcibly dragging people into it.

The beast-like man was caught off guard when he met those eyes. His body suddenly froze and he stood still.

The expression on his face was even ferocious, and it looked like a comedy skit that had suddenly been paused.

Word Spirit·Dream Tapir.

Genjitsu slowly drew out her knife, and just as she was about to chop off the man's head, a soft sigh came from behind her, followed by an indescribable clapping sound.

Yuan Zhinu paused, and a man wearing a strange mask walked out of the darkness. He held two small sticks in his hands, walked slowly behind Yuan Zhinu, and whispered:

"Girl, you are making trouble again. What are you doing?"

With the corners of her mouth slightly raised, Yuan Zhinu suddenly exerted force with her paused arm and chopped off the head of the man in front of her with a fierce knife.

Amid the splatter of blood, Yuan Zhinv turned around without hesitation and kicked Wang Jiang hard. The man was caught off guard and fell to the ground. Before he could react, a high-heeled shoe had already stepped on his face.

Yuan Zhinu slowly exerted force on her foot, and the sharp heel pierced the man's eye. The eyeball burst instantly, blood gushed out, and the man let out a painful hiss.

The girl slowly bent down, admiring the painful and twisted expression on the face of this strange man. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and the expression on her face could even be described as sunny and warm.

I only heard her speak softly and smiled, "Can't you see? I'm usurping the throne."

Chapter 46 Revenge

The girl's movements were so fast that no one could see clearly how she swung the knife. It seemed like in the blink of an eye, the man who was as ferocious as a beast rolled on the ground with blood spurting out. The king who was so high up in everyone's heart was also trampled to the ground.

There was a layer of white scales covering the slender calves of Yuan Zhinv, and her muscles rose and fell slowly under the scales. She seemed light and powerless, but the king who was knocked to the ground by her could not break free no matter what and could only struggle in vain.

The eyeballs were pierced, the long knife was dripping blood, and the head that fell to the ground was still rolling. This bloody and horrifying scene deeply shocked everyone.

Gen Chinu just slowly wiped the knife, she seemed to enjoy the process very much. The white cloth was stained with red blood, and the cherry red long knife seemed to be a little darker in color, revealing a terrifying murderous aura.

Wang Jiang was still unwilling to struggle. His hands, which were cramped with pain, tried hard to shake the clapper in his hand. The strange rustling sound of the clapper rang out again, but Yuan Zhinv did not react at all. She even smiled mockingly.

With his arm slightly raised, the cherry-red long sword chopped down casually, and the king's hand that was shaking the clapper broke with a sound. The man let out a painful roar as blood splattered everywhere. He could only watch the wooden clapper rolling to the ground and being crushed by Yuan Zhinv's foot.

"You look surprised?" Yuan Zhinv lowered her head and looked down at the man who was convulsing in pain. The smile on her face grew bigger and bigger, with a hint of crazy mockery.

"Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of controlling me?"

"From the moment you controlled me, you should have expected this to happen sooner or later. Those who raise evil spirits will eventually be devoured by them."

"Don't you like to eat up other people's value to climb up? Then today, I will climb up by stepping on your corpse. I want you to watch how the fierce ghost group you founded is conquered by me."

As these words came out, the gold in Yuan Zhinv's eyes became more dazzling. Her sharp gaze slowly swept over everyone present, her expression paranoid and crazy.

Everyone whose eyes caught her gaze lowered their heads subconsciously, not daring to even look at her, let alone resist.

Seeing this, the smile on Minamoto Chikōnō's face suddenly became even brighter. She smiled and said, "Very good, this is really a day worth celebrating. For this historic moment, let's celebrate with the life of our Lord General."

Before she finished speaking, she lifted her foot slightly, her calf muscles bulging slightly, and finally brought it down high.

"boom--"

Under everyone's horrified gaze, General Wang's head instantly shattered into pieces like a watermelon, with red and white splashing all over the ground.

Before she died, the king only saw the girl's smile as bright as the sun and eyes like molten gold. Killing made her excited and happy. What a terrifying madness she was. She was just like a lunatic. Anyone who dared to disobey her orders would surely die.

Bloody and brutal, like the god of death on earth.

Before his complete death, General Wang finally realized that he had made a serious mistake. The creature he had picked up from that remote town was never a kind and easy-to-control puppet, but a real evil ghost.

He released the devil himself.

As Yuan Zhinv stomped on the king's head, the entire hall became silent again, and you could hear a pin drop.

Genji picked up a cigar, and Sakurai Kogure immediately stepped forward to light it for her. The woman held the bloody knife in one hand and the cigar in the other.