From Hokage to Visionary

"Hi!"

The preparation process was completed quickly, and after the final test, Longmacheng got on the Trieste.

It's a bit funny to say that the Trieste was sponsored by Pompey Gattuso, the head of the Gattuso family, a mixed-European family. The purpose was to assist the Tokyo trio to dive and complete the mission of exploring the Lenin, but it ended up falling into the hands of the ghosts.

"Are you ready?"

Feng Jian Liuli was on the railing of the floating platform, looking at the submersible being slowly lowered by the crane, and said lightly: "If you have any last words, I will try my best to satisfy you."

In the narrow and closed cockpit, Long Macheng, wearing a waterproof combat uniform, was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "No more, Lord Dragon King."

"Okay, dive in."

There was no emotion in Fengjian Liuli's eyes, and she said indifferently.

"No, I have one last word."

After hesitating for a moment, Long Macheng gritted his teeth and asked, "Lord Dragon King, after tonight, will the Sheqi Eight Clan disappear completely?"

"Yes."

Fengjian Liuli said while gently waving a paper fan.

"That's good, that's good."

Long Macheng's eyes revealed a tyrannical golden color, and hatred seemed to be real: "As long as I can destroy the Eight Snake Families, I will do anything!"

In the past thirty-four years, because of their unstable bloodline factors, they were kept in captivity by the Sheqi Eight Clans like "cattle". They had to undergo psychological tests and blood tests every month to ensure that they would not degenerate. This behavior would continue until they were forty years old.

He had done nothing wrong, but just because his bloodline was inherently unstable, he was locked up like an animal, and tortured physically and mentally with humiliating tests day after day.

Without relatives, friends, and even less so-called love, who would be willing to end their life like this?

Yes, no one would be willing to end their life like this!

So, the Ghost Clan was born!

In order to resist the Eight Snake Clans and to destroy those who are high and mighty, we will not hesitate even if it means trampling on the order of the world!

"Go, take revenge on the Sheqi Eight Clan who are high above and set the order."

The voice of Fengjian Liuli was like that of a devil, urging the malice in Longma Cheng's heart, and he pulled the diving lever hard.

The Trieste officially dived.

500 meters.

1000 meters.

2000 meters.

3000 meters.

Below the deep sea, it was pitch black all around.

It was not until the diving depth reached eight thousand meters and after experiencing a violent collision that the Trieste finally reached the Abyss.

High-intensity searchlights lit up, and what came into Longma City's sight was a giant black tower standing next to a burning seabed fissure. The lava tides rose and fell not far away, illuminating the tower, making it look as majestic as a god, and as lonely as a god.

After crossing an underwater ridge, the ancient city below unfolds like a picture scroll. It is centered on a high tower and is adjacent to a long river of magma. It has remained immortal for tens of millions of years.

Half of the ancient city was destroyed by the magma river erupted by the crustal movement, and the other half was left with only collapsed ruins. Only the huge black tower in the center, as dark as an iron tire, has stood stubbornly in the ruins after countless years, symbolizing the former glory of the city.

“This is it.”

When I saw the ancient city of Longma from the submersible, I was so overwhelmed by the ancient and majestic aura that I couldn't breathe and my eyes widened.

"This is the origin of the Eight Snake Clans and the place where the gods are buried."

Feng Jianli, who was on the floating platform, also saw the scene through the monitor. With a complicated look in her eyes, she whispered, "Or, it can be called 'Takamagahara', the cemetery where the 'god' is buried, the legendary road to the underworld that Izanagi walked on."

Longmacheng drove the Trieste to explore deep into the ruins, and a torii-shaped building came into view.

The remains of the giant object, wrapped in layers of millions of snails, sank next to the ruined torii building. However, in some areas not yet covered by the snails, structures similar to tendons and fascia were exposed, densely wrapped like blood vessels. It can be vaguely recognized that it is a shipwreck.

There was the destination of his trip, the Lenin!

"For the sake of the fierce ghosts!"

"For. Freedom!"

Longma Cheng had a ferocious and violent look on his face, shouting slogans hysterically, and driving the Trieste, ramming hard into the wreckage of the Lenin!

Boom! ! !

With a loud bang on the seabed, the Trieste exploded.

The huge vibration caused the snails to fall off the hull one after another, and the "egg" carried by the Lenin leaked sticky black plasma during the impact.

The blood plasma flowed like a waterfall, irrigating the ruins where the gods were buried.

That's dragon blood!

The ancient city, irrigated by dragon's blood, shook as if it was reviving.

On the floating platform, Feng Jian Liuli looked at the red dots that appeared one after another on the sonar detection, beating like a heartbeat, and slowly retracted his gaze. He said lightly: "Okay, retreat, and leave the next problem to the Sheqi Eight Clan to worry about."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 296: Bloody Battle in Tokyo Bay

Timeline, return to the present.

After receiving a call from Tachibana Masamune, Gen Chisei's pupils suddenly shrank and a chill ran through his body.

"What on earth did you do?!" As the director of the executive branch and the young master of the Sheqi Eight Clans, Yuan Zhisheng rarely showed that kind of expression. He seemed to be swallowed by fear. His face was as pale as paper, and his pupils were filled with hideous bloodshot. Then his emotions changed from shock and fear to unstoppable anger.

"Haha, haven't you already guessed it?"

The king's voice came from all directions, making it impossible to determine his location.

"Gen-kun, what happened?"

Adam frowned and said in a deep voice: "If necessary, we may be able to help."

"Boss?"

Crow and Yaksha saw Yuan Zhisheng's reaction and clearly realized that this matter might have far exceeded their expectations.

"Instead of continuing to bother with me, why not go to Tokyo Bay as soon as possible?"

The teasing voice in the darkness made Yuan Zhisheng so angry that veins throbbed on his forehead, but he could do nothing about it.

"Crow, Yasha, send Mr. Adam back." Genjisheng took a deep breath, then with a fierce look in his eyes, he gave an order: "Sakura, Eri, follow me."

However, just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Adam: "Yuan Jun, I think Cassel needs to know what happened. Please tell us the truth."

"This matter has nothing to do with you." Yuan Zhisheng almost gnashed his teeth, his hatred piercing through his golden eyes as if it were real, and he said hoarsely, "We don't need help. Please stay in the hotel for the time being and don't go out. It will be over soon. I swear in the name of the young master of the Eight Snake Clan."

The incident in Tokyo Bay involves the largest secret burial place of the Eight Snake Clans.

According to the Abraham Bloodline Pact of European hybrids, all hybrids with too high a percentage of dragon blood must be closely monitored or even imprisoned.

The bloodline of the mixed-bloods native to Japan does not come from the four dragon kings, but from the more advanced "White King", so their bloodline is inherently unstable. If they were exposed to the eyes of the European mixed-blood families, I am afraid that the entire Sheqi Eight Families would be regarded as extremely dangerous.

Because of this, Yuan Zhisheng had to conceal the truth. Otherwise, once it was known by Kassel Academy, it would mean that the biggest secret of the Eight Snake Families would be exposed under the noses of the European mixed-race family.

By then, it is unknown what will happen.

"Ok, deal!"

Yuan Zhisheng's tough attitude made Adam frown, but he felt helpless.

"Mr. Adam, please don't embarrass the young master."

Although Crow and Yasha didn't understand what was happening, they decided to follow the order out of their instinct as retainers.

"Gen-kun, is this a threat?"

Adam's eyes moved slightly, and he looked directly at him and asked.

"You can understand that."

Yuan Zhisheng had a blank expression on his face, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He said calmly, "Crow, Yasha, send the commissioner back to the Peninsula Hotel and protect them. Do you understand?"

In name it is 'protection', but in reality it is 'confinement'.

Facing the Yasha with a face full of flesh, Adam could only sigh and hold up his glasses: "Yuan Jun, it seems that you don't trust us, but as a friend, I still have to advise you that the leader of the fierce ghosts is definitely not just declaring war, he must have a deeper reason."

After that, he got into a car and returned to the Peninsula Hotel under the escort of Crow and Yaksha.

After sending away the most troublesome 'Adam', Yuan Zhisheng no longer hesitated, and directly ordered the Japanese server 'Kaguya' through the family connection to forcibly cut off the connection with Cassel 'Norma', and from now on, block the news as much as possible.

A black Hummer was speeding along the road.

Sakura and Eri were sitting in the back. In the front row, Gen Chisei pressed the accelerator to the bottom, his eyes flashing with angry golden light: "King General. Fierce Demons."

Dazzling flashes of lightning faded in the clouds, illuminating shadows across the vast expanse of tidal water.

Countless strange creatures with snake tails but human bodies were densely entangled in the surging black tide. Their bodies were covered with green metallic scales that glowed with a terrifying luster under the faint light of lightning, and their pupils were a hideous gold.

The entire vicinity of the port was sealed off, and almost all members of the Eight Clans of Sheqi were present.

Led by the eight family heads, they led all the hybrids they could mobilize, holding all kinds of strictly prohibited weapons, and waited on the shore for the war to break out.

"Don't be stingy with your bullets, intercept them all!"

Tachibana Masamune, wearing a haori, stood in front of everyone, looking fiercely at the snake-like monsters that were approaching in the sea tide, and said in a deep voice: "Although they are our ancestors, they have lost their humanity and are only monsters with the will to kill. We would rather dye this sea red with blood than allow any corpse to set foot in Tokyo!"

"Kill all the corpse guards! Protect Tokyo!"

"Kill all the corpse guards! Protect Tokyo!"

"Kill all the corpse guards! Protect Tokyo!"

The next moment, when those snake-like monsters were about to surge into the port along the tide, the machine guns that had been deployed in advance began to fire.

Bullets poured down from the shore into the sea, creating a dense line of fire.

The bullets hit the hard green scales of the corpse guards, splashing dazzling sparks and leaving white dents. The black tide formed by the corpse guards seemed to be slightly blocked by the impact of the machine gun bullets, but soon gathered again and rushed towards the shore without fear of death.

No, it's not that they are not afraid of death, but the corpse guards are originally "dead things". They are just a group of corpses that have been resurrected by alchemy.

The second wave followed, and the seaview ship deployed nearby fired torpedoes, and the triple naval guns began to roar!

In an instant, the black sea surface was illuminated by artillery fire and torpedoes, as if it were burning. Fierce flames reached the sky, and deafening roars resounded over the port of Tokyo Bay.

But even so, there were still many corpse guards who rushed to the port under heavy artillery fire.

"Kill them all!"

An extremely brutal close combat began.

The hybrids drew their weapons and bravely and fearlessly used their flesh and blood to form a barrier to stop the corpse guards who were trying to rush into Tokyo.

Hundreds of green bodies jumped out of the water, waving their sharp claws, tearing apart the flesh and blood that tried to stop them. Large pieces of broken flesh covered the harbor. Sticky blood mixed with sea water flowed, and the air was filled with the smell of blood that even the sea breeze could not blow away. For a while, the shouts of killing shook the sky.

But even so, more and more corpse guards crawled onto the ground and swam around on their stomachs.

The flesh and blood defense line built by the Eight Clans of Sheqi seemed shaky under the impact of thousands of corpse guards, as if it would be torn apart in the next second.

"There is glory in death, but no shame in life!"

"There is glory in death, but no shame in life!"

"There is glory in death, but no shame in life!"

At this moment, the cries of despair spread throughout the port like flames.

Inuyama Kaku, the head of the Inuyama family, Word Spirit Setsuna, the only extremely fast Word Spirit user who can rival Time Zero, is constantly forcing this aging body, swinging out dense blade lights, faster than sound, the blades making sonic booms in the air, chopping up the corpse guards who tried to step into the range.

At this moment, a harsh brake sound was heard, and a black Hummer rushed into the battlefield.

Yuan Zhisheng got off the car, holding the ancient sword Spider Cut, and rushed into the cruel and bloody battlefield like a stream of light. Amidst the flying sword lights, the defense line that was about to be broken was pushed back.

Then, Uesugi Eri, wearing a shrine maiden costume, had her long burgundy hair flying in the wind.

The cherry-red long sword was swung casually, and the corpse guard was suddenly split in the middle. At this moment, she seemed like an ancient sword master. Although the technique of wielding the long sword was very immature, in Yuan Zhisheng's eyes, it was just like a little girl wielding a pencil sharpener, but this casual chopping contained an absolute will to cut.

She was not using a knife to cut the corpse guards, but giving orders to cut these things.

The originally shaky defense line was quickly stabilized after the joining of Uesugi Eri, and there was even a tendency for it to be pushed back.

(End of this chapter)