From Hokage to Visionary

Adam walked slowly to the main seat, and Angé stood up to offer his seat to him. He sat down slowly, as if it was his place to sit.

"Ange, are you crazy?!" Even Lisa, who had always sided with Ange, couldn't help but scream, with deep fear in her eyes.

The secret party spokesperson who was in charge of the half-bloods controlled the economic and political lifeline of Europe. The powerful people who used to be high and mighty, now showed abnormal fear when facing the 'White King'. They had no trace of their usual calmness and mystery and had completely lost their composure.

This bastard Ange is simply a lunatic. He actually brought the White King to the board of directors!

"Someone! Come quickly!"

Frost dropped his cane and yelled loudly.

The middle-aged man in cycling clothes suddenly changed his expression and immediately stood up from his seat, pouncing towards the door of the room like a nimble cheetah.

The old man who was twisting the Buddhist beads had a rolling throat and a pale golden light in his eyes, as if he was using the power of words.

However, all these actions suddenly calmed down after Adam tapped the table with his index finger.

"Be quiet."

Invisible mental fluctuations swept across the entire room.

The middle-aged man who rushed towards the door seemed to be frozen in time, maintaining the action of opening the door; the old man twirling the Buddhist beads had a terrified look on his face, his mouth wide open but no sound came out; Frost's pupils suddenly shrank, and he stood there like a puppet, and the remaining two female school directors seemed to be muted and could only stare with their eyes wide open in fear.

"Originally, I didn't intend to be so rough."

Adam looked at the panicked expressions of the school directors and said calmly, "But there is a bastard who always messes with me and provokes me again and again, so I decided to integrate the secret party."

"Integration. Secret Party?"

After hearing these words, the school directors immediately had an ominous premonition.

"Yes, after all, I am afraid of trouble."

Adam supported his face with one hand and chuckled, "Then please, fellow school directors, obey my will."

As soon as he finished speaking, the depths of his pure and clear eyes seemed to be rippling with countless whirlpools. The school directors present were unconsciously attracted by that look, and their souls seemed to fall into the depths of the whirlpool. Their expressions gradually became stiff, and their empty eyes lost focus.

Through the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness, he manipulated the mind body to directly dive into the sea of ​​subconsciousness of the school directors, and implanted an order of "obey" deep in the island of the mind.

Without a sound or a trace, the school board, which held the greatest power over the mixed-bloods, was reduced to a complete puppet.

Angers felt very complicated when watching this scene: "Now, you are one of the most powerful people in the world."

The power of the Dragon Blood Secret Party family is extremely astonishing. For example, Elizabeth Laurent, one of the most famous syndicates in the UK, controls a large amount of mineral resources. Another example is Frost, the actual ruler of the Gattuso family. It can be said that Adam, who possesses these powers, is equivalent to the 'uncrowned king' of the hybrids!

With such terrible power, even overthrowing the rule of a country would be a piece of cake.

"Power is the most useless thing, isn't it?" Adam said lightly.

"Yes, power really means nothing to you." Angers exhaled, lowered his eyes to look at the person on the main seat, and asked: "Next, what are you going to do?"

"Of course, I'm going to settle the accounts."

Adam half-closed his eyes, sneered, and said, "Odin, the King of Sky and Wind!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 331: Rain and Flow 20

Leaden dark clouds rolled over the sky of the coastal city, and the storm brought raindrops hitting the windows.

The lightning that streaked across the sky cut a hole in the thick black clouds, blasting out a bright and dazzling light, and then the rolling thunder sounded like the breath of an ancient wild beast.

Chu Zihang, who was sitting by the window, stared at the heavy rain and thunder outside the cabin window, and his thoughts seemed to be pulled back to that night again.

On a rainy night, the Maybach running on the viaduct, the nightmare that can never be shaken off, the eight-legged horse that finally appears with thunder, the artifact made of the branches of the World Tree, and the one-eyed god with an iron mask, seem to recreate the scenes in Norse mythology in the real world.

Boom!

Suddenly, a flash of lightning outside the cabin window woke Chu Zihang from his memories.

The clear voice of the flight attendant was broadcast over the cabin radio, announcing the end of the flight and the plane was about to land. Passengers were asked to return to their seats and wait for the taxiing to end and the plane to stop.

The wings, as sharp as a knife, cut through the clouds, and the coastal city in the rainy night slowly unfolded before my eyes like a picture scroll.

The city lights reflected on the rain-soaked portholes, as if they were coated with Vaseline, presenting a hazy, dreamy and beautiful scene.

The Boeing plane broke through the rain curtain steadily, gradually descended from the sky, and after a shake, it slid on the runway and slowly stopped. While waiting for the staff to set up the boarding ladder, Chu Zihang, who was sitting in the first class cabin, stood up first and walked out of the cabin door with his suitcase under the guidance of the slender flight attendant.

The moist and fresh air rushed into Chu Zihang's nostrils at the first moment. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and feel the familiar smell from his hometown.

After he walked down the stairs, the man in black who had been waiting for a long time came up to him with an umbrella. While shielding him from the heavy rain, he extended his hand to take the greeting: "Hello, I am the logistics staff in charge of this mission, Cheng Er, Class of 85 of Kassel College, Department of Paleontology."

"No need, I can do it myself."

Chu Zihang shook his head and rejected the other party's kindness.

"Okay, Commissioner Chu, please follow me." Cheng Er was used to it and didn't feel embarrassed. After all, he had heard of the cold personality of this ace of the Executive Department in the Logistics Department. So he continued, "Due to the special nature of this mission and its impact on society, there will be another trainee who will cooperate with you throughout the process."

"Who?" Chu Zihang asked with a frown.

He doesn't like to cooperate with others. On the one hand, the lethality of "Jun Yan" is too great and it is easy to hurt teammates by mistake; on the other hand, it is due to his own personality. Rather than teamwork, he is better at fighting alone, which can be seen in the last trip to Japan.

"She is a freshman, with a 'B' grade bloodline, and her spirit is the 'Eye of the Wind King'." Cheng Er paused for half a second, and then said: "Since she is going back to China during the summer vacation, the Executive Department has considered it and decided to second her to participate in this mission. If necessary, I can send you to meet her and follow up on the mission details."

"No." Chu Zihang shook his head slowly and said, "I want to go home first, please take me back."

"Okay, I understand. Commissioner Chu, please follow me."

Cheng Er was very sensible and didn't ask any more questions. He walked him to the side of the airport runway, where a car was parked in advance.

Sitting in the back seat, the preheated air conditioner made the temperature in the car moderate. The soft leather seat fits the spine, and the legroom is also very spacious, so you can choose a comfortable sitting position. After Cheng Er sat in the driver's seat, he said respectfully: "Commissioner Chu, please sit down, I will take you back now."

"Ah."

Chu Zihang seemed a little tired and slowly closed his eyes.

Cheng Er stepped on the accelerator, the engine made a low roar, the tires rubbed against the wet grass, and the whole car suddenly rushed out like a wild beast, running towards the exit.

The dark vehicle drove into the deep rain curtain. After the red light disappeared at the end of the sight, the passengers of economy class walked down the boarding stairs one by one. Among them was an old man with silver hair, a colorful coat, beach pants, slippers on his feet, and wrinkles on his face. He walked down slowly.

"I'm already this old, and I still have to be someone's bodyguard."

Looking at the direction where Chu Zihang's car disappeared, the old man scratched his head and sighed helplessly: "I have been idle for most of my life, but in the end I still have to work hard for others. What a miserable life."

If Ange was here, he would probably be shocked to the point of being unable to close his mouth, because this old man in a flowery gown, wearing slippers and looking unreliable, was actually the last shadow emperor Uesugi Koshi, who should have been declared dead and who once fought against the Shigarashi Tide with his own strength!

Uesugi Yue looked around and it was obvious that there could not be a second car near the empty airport runway.

So, he could only sigh, lower his body, and look forward: "There is no other way, just bear with it for a while."

In the deep and dark rain curtain, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out. It was his pupils that were burning, like two scorching suns. His muscles were swollen and knotted as if with congestion, and his hideous blue veins were entangled. As his feet suddenly fell down, the surrounding grass was immediately overturned by the huge force of the blowout.

boom!

A dull thunder-like sound erupted, and Uesugi Yue's figure disappeared in an instant.

Then, a gap was suddenly torn through the dense rain curtain, and a piercing sonic boom echoed in the airport. The sudden gust of wind carried the raindrops, like a proud dragon flying through the darkness.

Cheng Er concentrated on gripping the steering wheel and drove the car onto the overpass.

Around the early morning, the entire viaduct was empty. The street lights on both sides of the road flew by quickly. The rain was hit hard on the car windows by the strong wind, dragging out winding water marks.

There was soft and soothing music playing on the speakers, and although the car was driving very fast, it was surprisingly smooth.

"Strange, why have we not reached the toll station after driving for so long?" Looking at the thickening fog ahead of the road, even the street lights on both sides of the road were becoming increasingly blurred. Cheng Er, who was holding the steering wheel, suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness from the bottom of his heart, as if a heavy boulder was pressing down on him.

The dark road with no end in sight is like a wild beast lurking in the darkness, filled with suffocating oppression.

"parking."

At this time, Chu Zihang in the back seat opened his eyes at some point.

Looking through the rearview mirror, Cheng Er was surprised to find that on that face that was as cold and hard as an iceberg, the golden eyes were as hot as lava, and seemed to be burning like boiling water.

"Commissioner Chu Chu?!"

Cheng Er looked at Chu Zihang, who seemed like a different person, and didn't understand what had happened.

"I said, stop the car."

Chu Zihang repeated it again, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

This scene intensified Cheng Er's uneasiness. It felt as if there was some terrible monster in the depths of the thick fog, and was about to rush out!

After a fierce battle in his heart, Cheng Er finally chose to follow the decision of the ace of the executive department and stepped on the brakes hard.

The tires rubbed violently against the asphalt road, making a harsh sound. After sliding for dozens of meters, the car stopped completely on an overpass that was shrouded in thick fog and was pitch black all around.

"Stay in your car and don't come out."

After Chu Zihang left these words, he got out of the car carrying his suitcase.

The cold rain soaked him and his hair stuck to his forehead, but Chu Zihang did not hesitate at all. Like a warrior who had decided to go to the battlefield, he walked resolutely into the depths of the thick fog.

"Wait, Commissioner Chu, what are you going to do?" Cheng Er looked at Chu Zihang who was walking into the depths of the fog, and was suddenly frightened. He opened the car door and prepared to get out and follow him.

"Don't follow me."

Chu Zihang turned around, with a hint of unquestionable majesty in his eyes.

The pair of blazing golden eyes made Cheng Er, who had been planning to keep up, feel the pressure doubled, and he stopped in his tracks because of the difference in bloodline.

"Commissioner Chuchu, where are you going?" Cheng Er looked at Chu Zihang nervously, sweat already oozing from his forehead, and said with trembling teeth, "Something is not right here. It's too dangerous for you to go deep in alone. How about we ask for help from our headquarters?"

"It's too late. We have already entered His territory."

Chu Zihang stared at the end of the thick fog, his eyes darkened, and he said softly, "Here I come. Wait, if I tell you to run, run, and don't look back, understand?"

"Coming? Who is coming?"

Cheng Er was just about to ask who was coming when a blinding white light suddenly cut through the dark night and heavy rain.

Boom! ! !

From the dark fog at the end of the road, a mountain of eight-legged horses, covered in dazzling thunder, came into view.

In the rainstorm, the eight-legged horse stood proudly in the middle of the road. Its strong and sturdy hooves crushed the hard asphalt road surface. Its pure white fur seemed to be coated with a faint glow by thunder. Its mouth and nose spewed out exploding lightning fragments. The figure wearing iron armor and sitting astride the horse's back exuded a suffocating and terrifying pressure.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 332 Odin

The leaden dark clouds that spread across the sky were torn apart by the furious thunder.

The figure sitting astride an eight-legged horse wore a majestic iron mask, and his only eye emitted a light far brighter than lightning.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be trembling, fearing the figure bathed in lightning. Even the never-ending rainstorm seemed to have stopped its roar because of His arrival. There seemed to be an invisible barrier within a few meters around Him, preventing the rain and fog from penetrating even an inch.

He rode on the storm and thunder, like a god from ancient times, bursting out with overwhelming momentum, like a roaring raging wave.

Rumble!

The cold and murderous aura filled the world like a tide.

Cheng Er, whose bloodline was assessed to be only C-level, felt as if his throat was strangled. A feeling of suffocation engulfed him, as if he was facing a god directly. The heavy pressure was like an abyss or a prison, like being in the deep sea ten thousand meters below. If he relaxed for a moment, he would be crushed by the enormous pressure!

No, I can’t hold on any longer!

Under the terrifying pressure, Cheng Er groaned in pain, and blood flowed from his eye sockets, nostrils, earlobes, and corners of his lips.

He seemed to hear the sound of bones creaking, his nerves issuing hysterical warnings and wails, and his soul trembling and screaming, as if mourning for his own life that was about to end!

Suddenly, Chu Zihang took a step forward and blocked the figure's view with his thin and even slightly skinny figure.

Cheng Er's pressure suddenly dropped. His legs went limp and he sat down on the ground. His eyes widened in horror, his lungs expanded and contracted violently. He breathed in the air greedily, and his heart beat wildly.

Although he graduated from Kassel College, his grades were too poor and his pedigree was not excellent, so he joined the logistics department.

However, this was the first time he had encountered such a terrifying existence as the Man in the Iron Mask!

The oppressive feeling that was as terrifying as the abyss seemed to be warning him all the time how fragile life was!

The fear and powerlessness that penetrates deep into the bone marrow are like the tough silk threads spit out by a spider, tightly entangling the prey that falls into the web until it is completely suffocated and dies!

"Hello again, Odin!"

In Chu Zihang's eyes, it seemed that only that figure remained.

Those never-extinguished golden eyes looked angry and ferocious with the complex emotions intertwined deep in his heart. The temperature suddenly rose, evaporating all the rain nearby.

Cheng Er, who was closer, seemed to feel a fiercely burning furnace. The heat wave that hit him in the face made him lick his dry and hot lips. But then he found that the high temperature even caused the nearby air to distort!

Is this the rumored high-risk word spirit, Jun Yan's power? !