Starting from the Dragon Clan, it's a 50-50 split

"…Only those with royal blood can inherit the power of the White King." Yuan Zhisheng was so shocked by the news that he was speechless for a while, but he quickly reacted and said in a deep voice.

"You and I are both here, father...father is on the other side, Eri will not be in danger. If he does this, he will only be completely devoured by the White King."

"No... He does have royal blood on his hands," Genjiro calmed down. Her calm eyes were even a little scary for a moment as she stared into Genjiro's eyes. "Eri is indeed not in Japan. She is safest with Mo Jun... But this does not mean that the king did not leave a backup plan for himself before."

"What you mean is..." Yuan Zhisheng was very smart. He understood what his brother meant in just a moment. But precisely because he understood that meaning, his pupils couldn't help but dilate slightly in surprise.

"That's right, treat!"

Yuan Zhinv uttered those two words one by one.

"Eri often needs treatment, but you and I both know that she doesn't need treatment. So why does the king do this? He is studying the royal blood. He has extracted a lot of royal blood. He even... used Eri's powerful life force to 'purify' the blood that shouldn't be royal blood!"

"So he has enough royal blood on hand... He has even done enough experiments to enable him to possess royal blood that is enough to inherit the Holy Corpse and the power of the White King," Yuan Zhisheng exuded murderous aura. Whenever he thought he had touched the bottom line of the King General, the King General would always show a lower and uglier bottom line.

This damn despicable thing that should have stayed in the dirty corner of the sewer actually tried to steal the authority of the gods and hurt the people he cared about the most, so many!

Be killed!

"He has made all the preparations. If he really succeeds, we have no chance with our strength." Yuan Zhisheng forced himself to calm down from his anger, "That is the emperor, an existence that can fight against the legendary black emperor Nidhogg.

We need help. ”

Chapter 252 The Curtain Is About to Rise ()

Red Well Center.

The king wearing the mask of a nobleman will come before the instruments he has prepared long ago. If he is a god preparing to ascend the throne, then these are the steps for him to ascend the throne.

In the metal coffin-like instrument is a body he cultivated. This is a body that he found after conducting countless experiments that can accommodate the emperor's blood. Since ancient times, there have always been some dirty things in large families that are unknown to outsiders. Uesugi Yue is indeed the last emperor, in public.

Before him, some blood was lost, although not much, but it was there.

The king searched through countless people before he found such a suitable body. For him, this was a very easy trial and error process. He only needed to choose among the fierce ghosts and the eight snake families... Before he was exposed, all Japanese hybrids could be tested by him at will.

So he found it. Of course, this was not the most ideal choice. His most ideal choice was Eri, but now Eri was far away in China... and in probably the safest place in the world.

No one can break into a place where there are four or five first-generation species, the Black King, and a bunch of S and A's and snatch away an S...not to mention that Mo Qiuran is here. If General Wang can do this, then he doesn't need to covet the power of the White King at all.

Because even the White King cannot do this. Even if the White King goes there in a completely victorious state, he will probably be beaten so badly that not even a trace of him will be left, and he won't even have a chance to be resurrected.

Well, be bolder and remove the word "estimated". It should be "definitely".

But General Wang is not aware of this at the moment. In his opinion, the power possessed by the White King is the power of a god, which can reverse all declines and turn defeat into victory.

To this end, he directly put all the strength of the ghosts on the front, leaving no assets for a comeback.

Moreover, in his eyes, whether it was the Eight Snake Clans or the Fierce Ghosts, they were nothing more than things that could be used, without any emotion at all.

People like him only care about themselves and only think about themselves. For this reason, he can do countless dirty and despicable things that are beyond the bottom line!

Now he has turned into a crazy gambler. This is his all-in!

The king placed the quartz capture capsule on the docking port and then opened it. Then the parasitic White King's holy corpse crawled out along the docking port. It sensed a suitable body, in which flowed the emperor's blood!

It quickly climbed onto the body in the metal coffin. The body had been "processed" by General Wang in advance, so it was motionless, with only the chest rising and falling slightly.

The parasite crawled straight onto the body, and its sharp mouthparts bit through the skin of the body. Then something extremely strange happened. The size of the parasite began to shrink rapidly and shriveled up, as if everything in its body began to flow into the body it bit!

As the unknown substance flowed in, the eyes of the body opened. This was something that should have been impossible, because in order to prevent any problems from happening to the body, General Wang had done a lot of "processing" on it.

Both the facial features and limbs were completely destroyed by the king. But now, with the parasite-like holy bones biting on the body, matter poured in, and all the damaged parts of the body began to recover!

The optic nerve, eyelids, conjunctiva, eyeball wall, eyeball contents, etc. began to recover gradually. The broken tendons in the hands and feet had already atrophied, but now they began to reconnect under the power that could be said to turn decay into a miracle!

The body opened its eyes, a pair of golden pupils that had been completely repaired and ignited, the dazzling golden light was like the sun. He opened his mouth and roared, his eyes fixed on the king who was observing all this outside, full of anger!

The roar even caused cracks to appear on the hard tempered glass. The anger came from the remaining consciousness of this body and the new consciousness that now dominated this body - the White King!

The hatred for his enemies and the anger for the lowly and despicable people were intertwined. He raised his hand, and in an instant, he penetrated the tempered glass that could withstand artillery bombardment and grabbed General Wang's neck!

He, or rather He, stood up, and white dragon scales began to appear all over his body. It was a symbol of the return of power. With his current strength, he could easily kill the king!

So he did so. With his status, saying or doing anything to someone like Wang Jiang would be an act of self-degradation.

"A dirty and lowly puppet also tries to covet divine power... Ridiculous."

He threw General Wang's body aside as if he were throwing a piece of rag, and spoke in a calm tone as if he had done something insignificant.

But just as he finished saying this, a strange sound was heard.

That is the sound of clappers.

He wanted to turn his head to look in the direction where the sound came from, but found that he could not move, and even lost the ability to control this body... That strange sound frequency seemed to be able to directly penetrate his brain and control his body. This method of control was like directly cutting off his connection with this body!

An expression of pain unconsciously appeared on his face, which was an instinctive nerve reaction of his body. He collapsed to the ground, curled up and struggled, white scales appeared and disappeared. He was such a great existence, but he was restricted by a specific sound frequency!

The king's general, not the one who was killed before, but another one, walked towards this side with light steps, stepping on the flesh and blood on the ground. Although the mask on his face obscured his expression, it could not hide his proud mood.

He took off the mask, revealing an old face with a kind smile, the face of Tachibana Masamune.

When he puts on the mask, he is the king general; when he takes off the mask, he is the former head of the Snake Eight Families, Tachibana Masamune. And if his face were to be completely restored to its original shape, the shape before being disfigured and then having plastic surgery, he would be - Herzog.

He put on many masks, one of which he could never take off, just for today.

The king general who was killed before was just a puppet. The real Herzog will never appear before the ending is decided. He is a rat that should live in the sewer. He will not show up as long as there is any threat unless he is absolutely sure.

And now, the mouse's plan has succeeded. He wants to seize the power of the gods! He wants to become a god!

"Finally, I have waited for this day." Herzog came to the body that could be called the White King, looked down at him, with a smile on his face that wanted to be humble but couldn't help but be proud and arrogant, "How is it? My respected Majesty the White King, is this body that I specially prepared for you still useful?

In fact, this was not the one I prepared for you at first, but there was no way, a small accident occurred, but it doesn’t matter, after today, I will make up for everything in the past! Today is the day I become a god!"

The White King's body fell to the ground. His powerful recovery ability that could revive from a state of dry bones and repair every part of his body, as well as his strength to split mountains and rocks, did not play any role, because the reason why he could not control this body was his spirit!

Even so, his eyes were lifeless, yet he looked like a god.

Herzog came to the side, took out the tool for drawing blood, and calmly shook the clapper with one hand, smiling. It seemed that because he had been pretending for too long, his smile still looked kind, but in the current environment and what he was doing, it seemed particularly weird.

“I have sacrificed so much for this day.

I changed my name and even had plastic surgery to hide my identity;

I worked hard and sacrificed a lot to become the head of the family.

I secretly established the Fierce Ghost Clan, transformed myself into a king general, and guided the fight between the Eight Snake Families and the Fierce Ghost Clan, from which I obtained enough experimental materials;

I searched for a long time before I finally obtained the embryos of the royal bloodline descendants, nurtured them, and even had to pretend to be kind and gentle to teach them...

Maybe I took it seriously? I felt really bad when I used them for experiments, whether it was to alienate them with my own hands or to turn one of them into an extremely evil ghost... hehe..."

At this point, Herzog finally connected the blood transfusion equipment, and the blood flowed from the body possessing the power of the White King into Herzog's body.

It is said that once one possesses the White King's Holy Relics, one can possess the White King's power, which is indeed the case, but there is actually something more.

Because the Holy Remains are the parasites left behind by the White King. Although the creatures parasitized by it can evolve into dragons, their consciousness will be deprived. They can only give up their bodies to help the White King resurrect.

The White King will not help humans. He is the supreme dragon king, and humans are as lowly as dust in his eyes.

Therefore, if you want to retain your consciousness and evolve into a dragon, you cannot let it parasitize on your body. You must use another container for the Holy Relics to parasitize, and then exchange blood with the gestating White King. The king's fetal blood has the strongest activity and the weakest toxicity. It is a panacea.

This omnipotent medicine was delivered into Herzog's body, and the great power of the White King was also contained in it. White silk threads were stimulated from Herzog's body. Those were the silk threads that appeared when the dragons were cocooned, used to absorb all the energy around them as the cornerstone for forming the dragon's huge body.

The flesh and blood of the surrounding bodies are Herzog's food. Nothing can be better than the flesh and blood of hybrids as an energy supplement... He has already calculated everything!

Herzog sneered and his body trembled, which was a manifestation of the intense pain he felt when his body was transformed and the incomparable mental pleasure.

More and more dense white threads burst out from his body, wrapping around him and extending in all directions, gradually submerging him in them, covering the entire interior of the Red Well Valley, and still spreading outwards.

Like the curtain closing.

This is the final scene of the apotheosis ceremony.

When the curtain opens again, that will be the day when the new god ascends the throne!

……

Outside the Red Well.

The remains of Deadpool were scattered all over the ground, flesh and blood mixed with the bodies of hybrids. The almost endless group of Deadpools would eventually be wiped out. Even though this was a war with heavy losses on both sides, it was also a battle that could not be avoided.

With the combined efforts of Minamoto Chisei and Minamoto Chinu, plus the support of the mixed-race army of the Snake Eight Families, and the firepower support they received after reporting to the headquarters, the final winner of this war was still the Snake Eight Families.

If nothing unexpected happens, the fierce ghosts will be eliminated today, and the eight snake families will finally be able to completely unify the Japanese mixed-blood world.

But there are always surprises.

"Head, there's no way to contact Mo Jun. The phone number didn't go through. They said it's out of service area..." Ying said with her head down.

"You keep dialing until the call is connected, then we'll go in and take a look." Yuan Zhisheng nodded. Although he was a little surprised, there was no other way if he couldn't get in touch. It was impossible for him to just leave Hongjing alone, so he said to Yuan Zhinu.

Yuan Zhinv nodded slightly, and the two of them prepared to walk towards the Red Well.

They all knew what kind of person Tachibana Masamune or the King General was. There must be a reason why he paid such a huge price and put all the strength of the Demon Clan on the gambling table.

And not long ago, based on the information provided by Minamoto no Chitose, they speculated that the king general was likely trying to seize the power of the White King.

Then this matter cannot be left unchecked. If General Wang really succeeds, they will not only face the fierce ghosts, but also the White King who is said to have been able to fight the Black King for countless years. He is also the ancestor of the dragon part of their blood, the first ancestor!

This is not the kind of ancestor who can get a red envelope by kneeling down and kowtow. This kind of ancestor wants to kill people!

It may even have the power to destroy the world!

……

Kassel College, USA.

Angé was tidying up his clothes. He had made all the necessary preparations. His modified Gulfstream private jet was ready at the airport, ready to fly to Japan as soon as he stepped on it.

After Minamoto Chisei became the patriarch of the Snake Eight Families, the headquarters and the Japanese branch established an unprecedented close relationship. So when the Demonic Clan launched an all-out attack, the headquarters already knew about this situation. After Minamoto Chisei deduced the king's purpose, she told the headquarters immediately.

This is definitely not something that the Eight Snake Families can handle alone, not even something that Kassel Academy can handle alone...if the legendary White Emperor is really resurrected.

Because anyone who gives people confidence that they can solve this problem is no longer a member of Kassel Academy.

"I'm going over first, old friend. If you can contact Mo Qiuran, you'd better contact him as soon as possible." Angé said the last sentence to the old cowboy, hung up the phone, and boarded the plane.

He had no confidence, but as long as he was needed to deal with the dragons, he would definitely be the first to step up.

"Hello, he's in Nibelungen, how can I contact you?!" On the other side of the phone, the old cowboy was a little crazy as he heard the busy tone on his phone.

"Principal, what are you talking about?" A voice sounded at the door of his room. It was Lu Mingfei, who was rubbing his eyes sleepily.

The old cowboy's eyes lit up.

"Young man, are you interested in saving the world?"

He rushed over, grabbed Lu Mingfei's hand and asked.

"What the hell is saving the world? Are such childish old grandfather's lines really okay?" Old Tang, who was passing by and drinking water, said.

"Young man, are you also interested in saving the world?!" The old cowboy grabbed his hand again, his eyes shining.

Although Mo Qiuran is not here, it seems that there are still people here who can fight against the White King!

There is just a small problem now. I wonder if these beings will listen to his request and go to Japan to form a group to brush the dungeon after they awaken? Or will they prepare to use themselves as appetizers first...

……

at the same time.

Inside the Nibelungen below the BJ subway.

Mo Qiuran looked inside his projection space with some confusion.

Without any warning, a temporary projection began to flash.

It was a projection that Mo Qiuran was extremely familiar with.

Dragon slayer - Atreus!

Chapter 253 The White King is born!

"I won't change. Please stop looking at me. No matter how much you look at me, I won't change!" Old Tang refused righteously.

“Old Tang, don’t you think your lines sound a bit like a cat being forced to transform by its owner…” Lu Mingfei muttered, “Others become cat girls and you become cat boys? It’s a female romance novel, right? It looks really interesting, do you want to try it?”

"Don't be so naive!" Old Tang glared at him. "That was a dragon, a dragon. I'm just a lucky bounty hunter. At most, I killed a lion. Now you want me to kill a dragon? I've never even seen one!"

"Good brother, that's the Dragon King over there and you are also the Dragon King. We are evenly matched this time!" Lu Mingfei comforted him.

"I am a firm believer in materialism. Please don't try to stuff this kind of nonsense into my worldview, okay?" Old Tang said seriously.

Although Old Tang might be aware of his own uniqueness... he certainly couldn't admit it. An inexplicable feeling echoed in his heart, as if warning him that if he really accepted this reality, something bad would happen.