Lu Mingfei: This panel is so fake!

"hiss!"

Norton was instantly unhappy. He is the King of Bronze and Fire, Norton, and he has been growing for four years. The Yamata-no-Orochi is at most a malnourished monster, a piece of trash that doesn't even have the consciousness of the White King. This guy actually thinks that I don't even have the confidence to participate in such a big battle.

Isn't this an insult to dragons?

How abominable!

So, he crossed his arms, raised his head, and said arrogantly: "Humph, I could easily kill that level of trash before. Although my condition has become much worse now, I am not that kind of trash who can touch porcelain."

"Uh, okay, okay."

Yabuki Sakura echoed.

She just thought that the old man was just trying to save face by saying that he was great when he was young. When faced with such a situation, it was completely useless to say more nonsense, and it might even make the old man unhappy, so it was better to just go along with him.

Besides, the old man has a bunch of powerful alchemical creations in his hands. Even if he can't win, he can't die. It shouldn't be too difficult for him to play a role on the battlefield.

...

Zushi coast

The Yamata-no-Orochi, which had not yet grown into its complete form, fought fiercely with Kazama Ruri, and there were many scars on its huge body, some of which were caused by slashes, and some were burnt, which were the traces of being hit by hot weapons.

The Yamata-no-Orochi is bulky and has difficulty dodging attacks from thermal weapons, but at the same time, its body is extremely large and its vitality is extremely strong. Small-caliber thermal weapons cannot cause any significant damage at all, and it can only be attacked in conjunction with missiles.

But now Herzog is no longer the head of the Eight Snake Families, and he is also wanted. The amount of thermal weapons he can control is very limited, only the part of the Demon Clan, but even so, he can still cause a lot of extra damage to the Yamata no Orochi.

At this moment, Herzog stared at the surveillance on his mobile phone until he saw the afterimage of Bugatti. He then showed a cruel smile and activated the final arrangement in the Shenzangso.

The dark wave is coming like the end of the world, and a disaster unique to Tokyo is about to begin. Will you protect the city or punish the Yamata no Orochi? What choice will you make, Gen Chisei?

"Haha, hahaha!"

Herzog threw his head back and laughed, his smile growing wider, but he soon thought of the man who had arrived in Japan, Lu Mingfei. When he thought of him, Herzog's confidence was greatly reduced, and the smile on his face froze.

Then, he sighed and said, "Although Lu Mingfei is indeed very strong, when the dark wave comes, he can only prioritize protecting the civilians, right? It's okay, it's okay. Facing the situation here, he will obviously be unable to cope with it. My goal will not be affected."

snort!

He just didn’t believe that without Lu Mingfei, someone as powerful as the Dragon King would appear!

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Chapter 183 Judgment of Destruction

The surface of Tokyo Bay was boiling in the heavy rain, and a huge bronze silhouette emerged under the black waves.

Suddenly, a dragon-shaped corpse broke out of the water, and the thunder in the whole sky seemed to be strangled. Its jagged bony wings were wrapped in the stench of thousand-year-old seaweed, and the broken bronze chains at the spine were still clanging. Its rotten golden eyes swept across the skyscrapers in the port area, and its tyrannical and crazy eyes seemed to be looking at the territory destined to burn.

"Swish!"

A snake-like formation of dozens of Deviltooth vipers emerged from the cracks in its ribs. The mouthparts of these parasitic creatures vibrated at a high frequency in the rainstorm, making a teeth-grinding metallic scraping sound.

They swam close to the ground, and when the light from the street lamps passed through their translucent scales, one could see the surging green blood vessels beneath their skin greedily sucking in the smell of fear in the air.

"Ahhh!!"

A scream of terror was heard, but was quickly crushed by some louder sound.

The second and third corpses smashed the breakwater of Harumi Pier. The bronze coffins dragged by their tail vertebrae plowed spark-spattered furrows on the asphalt road. The moment the lid of a coffin was blown off, hundreds of dragon viper larvae poured into the subway tunnel like a silver waterfall.

The high-rise buildings in Shinjuku district began to shake, and a glass curtain wall building suddenly cracked in the middle with a jagged gap.

A corpse guard with its body wrapped in spell cloths poked half of its skeletal body out from the crack. The black mist that spewed out when its mandible opened and closed corroded the neon signs of the entire block, and the melted acrylic panels dripped onto the heads of the fleeing crowd like candle wax.

The group of ghost-toothed dragon vipers are executing some kind of sophisticated hunting procedure: they use their tail fins to draw a burning alchemical matrix on the ground, driving the living people trapped in it into the open abdomen of the corpse guard - there are tens of thousands of hatching dragon viper eggs wriggling there, and the surface of each eggshell is embossed with miniature dragon characters.

The tsunami-like air waves shattered the glass of all the buildings in the Odaiba area. The sharp-edged fragments were crushed into powder by the silver whirlwind stirred up by the group of ghost tooth vipers before they even hit the ground.

The end of the world has come, and it is more sudden than anyone imagined. The damage caused to Tokyo by the outbreak of the Shikamaru group far exceeds the revival of the "God".

Yamata no Orochi is a premature god, and was deliberately resurrected early. He was held back by someone with super-normal combat power and attacked with hot weapons. Of course, he could not cause a disaster more terrifying than the group of corpse guards.

However, the group of corpses will instinctively rush towards the Yamata-no-Orochi as if they were on a pilgrimage. This is their instinct, and they are attracted by the unique pheromones released by the Yamata-no-Orochi.

The newly awakened Yamata no Orochi is still very weak. It urgently needs to eat and needs protection. The Shimori group is both its army and its food. Once the Yamata no Orochi and the Shimori group meet, it will cause an unprecedented horrific disaster for Japan, which even a nuclear explosion cannot compare to.

"boom!!!"

The moment the seventh Shikigami smashed the Tokyo Metropolitan Government Building, all the Dragon Vipers suddenly turned collectively towards Shibuya Station - some kind of pressure that was higher in level than that of the Shikigami King was spreading along the subway tunnel.

In the wreckage of a broken vending machine, a girl in a red and white witch costume walked barefoot over the broken glass on the ground. She was holding a fruit phone in her hand, and the screen was still showing the black and white interface of a character being killed.

Why was I killed alone?

Why were cities destroyed?

Eri's gaze was extremely cold, as sharp as the icy wind from the far north. She took graceful and light steps, and the realm of judging life and death expanded in all directions with her as the center, even encompassing half of the city.

Before being baptized with dragon's blood, Eri's bloodline was already extremely powerful, and she could even destroy the entire city of Tokyo in a single day.

But that comes at a price.

After each trial, Eri's capillaries would rupture on a large scale, and tiny blood beads would ooze out of the surface of her skin. In severe cases, she would even cough up fragments of internal organs.

What's even more terrifying is that Judgment will overdraw the potential of the White King's descendants. Every time it is used, it will intensify the erosion of dragon genes on humans, making her already unstable bloodline even closer to a monster. It can be said that every time she uses the Word Spirit, she is taking a step towards death.

Even if nothing unexpected happens, Eri will probably not live past the age of 20. This is the price of power.

But now it is different. After being baptized by dragon blood, Eri's bloodline has been completely stabilized. At the same time, the defect of her body being unable to bear the Word Spirit has been corrected by genes. Her tougher and stronger body allows her to ignore the side effects of the Judgment she had used in the past to a certain extent. The vocal cords that were originally melted due to the first use of the Word Spirit have also recovered.

She is no longer the same.

Eri raised her head, and in her pupils she saw the three-headed dragon-shaped corpse guards swooping down from the sky above Shinjuku. She shouted at the corpse guards like an angry girl next door: "Die, don't be afraid of this monster!"

Suddenly, cracks appeared in the sky. The dark cracks even grew larger, covering the corpse guards and engulfing the corpse guards in the front, causing them to break into bronze dust from the tip of their mouths. To be precise, it was not cutting, but some kind of "wiping" from a higher dimension. It was as if the skeletons wrapped in spells had never existed on the timeline.

The silver wave of ghost-toothed vipers suddenly stopped a few hundred meters away from her. Tens of thousands of vipers were like insect specimens nailed into resin.

Eri's golden eyes were colder than those of the corpse guardian. Wherever her fingertips passed, the rain mixed with blood within a radius of 300 meters all condensed into blood-red icicles.

"そして、あなたたちもprivateに死んでください!"

She turned and looked towards the direction of Tokyo Bay, and the second judgment suddenly came. It was hard to imagine how much terrifying power was hidden under Eri's harmless and cute appearance.

Judgment came again, and an iceberg that covered the sky and the sun suddenly condensed in the center of the corpse-guarding army that was gathering on the sea. All the bronze chains, dragon viper egg sheaths and even waves that touched the edge of the sphere were crushed into blood-ink lines on a two-dimensional plane, as if someone had erased part of the world with a white eraser.

This is judgment, absolute judgment, the ultimate power that determines the life and death of all things, a power that should not be possessed by any half-blood.

It's not over yet!

"Die!"

Eri shouted again.

Soon, the third judgment came. The noise of the entire city was drained away, and the invisible gale was transformed into a spiral slash by the word spirit, which immediately erupted with catastrophic power.

The corpse guarding the crossroads was instantly cut into countless pieces, spinning in the air, and cut into even smaller pieces by the invisible sharp blade of wind. Occasionally, it let out faint screams that were drowned out by the howling wind, and enjoyed the pain of being tortured to death.

The person who created all this was now walking step by step. With every step she took, the spine links of the corpses broke and fell like dominoes. The cuts were flat and smooth, with a glassy luster that was melted by high temperature.

Above the sky, a roaring plane was carrying the executive department specialists who had rushed over from Kassel College. Chu Zihang, Caesar and others watched in silence as the corpse guards and ghost-toothed vipers were being slaughtered at a rapid speed. The atmosphere inside the plane fell into deathly silence.

"Hehe, the people in the Japanese branch are quite strong." Caesar smiled awkwardly, and the smile on his face was extremely unnatural.

Ever since he first met Lu Mingfei, he had felt that his own Word Spirit was too weak, and the gap between that and those of the top hybrids was too great. And today, his inner imbalance and powerlessness were awakened once again, as if he had returned to the day when he encountered the third-generation ancient dragon.

At that time, the third generation ancient dragon was soaring in the sky, and the thermal weapons on the ground were completely ineffective. Chu Zihang used Violent Blood to fly into the sky and used Jun Yan to fight with it, risking his life to delay time for the other people in the team.

What about him? He can't do anything.

If only I could have stronger words and more powerful strength, Caesar had thought about this more than once, but the reality is this, cruel and sad.

"She is more than just strong, she is simply a monster. The range of her judgment can cover half of Tokyo, and her power can kill corpse guards in seconds... What's the difference between this and a walking nuclear weapon? Is it clean and pollution-free?" Nono said.

"Be prepared to disembark."

Chu Zihang retracted his gaze, skillfully arranged his equipment, and stared at the tide of monsters on the ground, his eyes as sharp as an arrow on a bowstring.

He ignored the reactions of others and simply said, "This scale of words consumes a lot of energy and cannot be maintained for a long time. This will be our battlefield."

"Didn't Director Lu also have a trial? Isn't he also in Japan now? If another wave comes, we should be able to kill them all." said a student from the executive department.

Chu Zihang glanced at him and replied, "This is our mission, not his. The girl has killed all the dragons that could threaten the lives of the residents. We only need to deal with the ones that emerge later. If the school directors have to take action even for such a small matter, then why does the academy need us, the executive department specialists?"

"Is this a small matter..."

The commissioner whispered with a frown on his face.

Although Eri killed the group of Shizoku and the Ghosttooth Viper extremely quickly, it was not because the opponents were weak, but because the power of Judgment was too strong. Monsters of this level were just ants that she could kill easily, but they were nightmares for ordinary members of the executive department.

If you are careless when performing a mission, you might die?

"Don't dawdle, prepare to land, it will be over in two minutes at most."

Chu Zihang said.

The atmosphere in the plane became silent, but soon, the fairy-like beautiful girl took the initiative to speak: "Hey, you probably don't know?"

"what?"

“Japan is a place that respects the strong.”

"I heard something."

"Ah."

Xia Mi smiled calmly and continued, "The Japanese branch of Kassel Academy is not a normal branch, but was jointly established with a family called the Sheqi Eight Clan."

"This is because the Eight Snake Families are so powerful that even the European mixed-blood families are in awe of them. The academy cannot force them and can only adopt a united approach. Therefore, the Japanese branch likes to abuse the commissioners sent by the headquarters, and the academy can only turn a blind eye."

"Uh?"

"Before I came here, I had already browsed the discussion forum of Night Watch and checked the messages about the Japanese branch. Every specialist who came to Japan on business felt that the Japanese branch was a hellish place. Here, they were abused in every way and had no dignity as human beings. Tsk tsk... It's so miserable."

Then, Xia Mi changed the subject and continued, "A strong man like Senior Brother Chu will definitely be respected by the Japanese branch. Defeating the group of corpse guards is also an opportunity to win their favor. If someone slacks off during the battle, what kind of treatment he will receive during his trip to the Japanese branch... I don't know."

"The Japanese branch? That's really tough."

Caesar lowered his head, covered his face with one hand and put on a mask of pain. In fact, he had looked up information before coming and had some understanding of the Japanese branch.

The specialists who returned from the Japanese branch basically all suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder. They would bow to everyone they met and would panic and shout "I was wrong" when criticized. It was as if they were suffering from a mental illness.

scary!

Therefore, before coming here, he had already prepared to accomplish great things. At the very least, he had to be recognized by the majority of ordinary Japanese branch members and become a relatively strong person.

"A hero who descends from the sky in times of crisis always gives people extra favor. Come on."

Chu Zihang opened the door, and a whistling air stream rushed in through the door, blowing his hair up and down. His dark eyes closed, and when he opened them again, dazzling golden pupils suddenly appeared.

The next moment, he bent his knees, jumped out of the cabin door, and fell from the sky, chanting the Word Spirit in dragon script. The solemn syllables seemed to contain infinite power. It was the high-risk Word Spirit with serial number 89, Jun Yan.

A blazing fire suddenly appeared and shone, as if the sun hanging in the sky was falling and crashing into the mortal world. Even the dragon-shaped corpses that emerged from the sea could not help but be horrified. The white-hot flames contained something that was enough to terrify even brainless monsters like them.

"Roar!!"

Suddenly, a dragon-shaped corpse roared with its bony wings spread, roaring angrily, and a terrifying dragon might burst out. Its roar was a kind of infrasound, similar to the shocking tiger roar, but it was more grand and surging, with extreme power. Ordinary people might die of a heart explosion after hearing it.

But what it was facing at this moment was an ultimate monster in human form. The raging fire surrounding his body actually evaporated the sea water in an instant, instantly raising endless sea fog. The extremely high temperature fog and the concentrated explosion that burst in all directions instantly killed a large number of corpse guards and ghost-toothed vipers.

Not only that, the spreading super-high temperature mist also caused a large number of corpse guards to be burned, and even some ghost-toothed vipers that were too close were directly steamed to death by the heat.

In the mist, dark shadows flashed and whistled like evil spirits. Murasame's slashes took the lives of the dragons. The scattered limbs and heads sank into the sea. The roaring dragon-shaped corpses had their limbs and wings cut off in despair, and they watched helplessly as the handsome man inserted the blade into their brains.

Chu Zihang stepped on the dragon-shaped corpse and at the same time wiped Murasame with one hand. The extremely high temperature flame ignited it. The unique legend of the Flame Dragon Slayer was about to begin.

Chapter 184: Kazama Ruri's Backstab

The blazing flames exploded in the smoke, and the fiery sword energy burst out with infinite power in an instant, burning a large number of corpses into ashes.

Originally, this move was just a static bonus use of Jun Yan and had no special name, but after the description of a well-known novelist, the flaming Murasame got a new name.

Dark Killing Flame Demon Sword

When Chu Zihang used it, the real Flame Dragon Slayer appeared.

"Oh! It's the Dark Demon Blade. It looks like Brother is planning to use all his strength!"

On the plane, a specialist from the executive department suddenly broke into a bright smile. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and jumped from a high altitude. Looking at the swarm of corpses that kept emerging like a tide, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous in his heart.

But he still restrained himself and said, "It is my honor to fight alongside the Flame Dragon Slayer. I will do my best to protect Tokyo and the world of mankind."

Immediately afterwards, other executive department specialists also jumped off the plane and rushed into the group of corpses, forming an indestructible line of defense.