Dragon Clan: Starting from obtaining Yaki, counterattack against the gods

Chapter 229 Am I the reincarnation of the White King?

"I have been looking for you for so many years."

In the dusty and dilapidated hut, the gentlemanly old man spoke slowly: "I thought you didn't dare to come and see me."

No one answered him, but the movement behind him became clearer and clearer, as if the person was approaching.

Ange lowered his head. He seemed to be smiling, but there was no smile in his old and turbid eyes. They were as cold as steel.

A transparent air curtain was spread out in the room. Wherever the air curtain covered, the flow of time slowed down. Even the dust in the sunlight stopped floating. Everything was like a long-running movie.

In the slowed-down flow rate, only the old man himself was not affected. He turned around, picked up a Tang Sancai from the wall next to him, and smashed it casually. A moment later, the sharp fragment was already on the neck of the man behind him.

No one can see his movements clearly, because in his field, he is the darling of time.

But just as Ange was about to use the ceramic fragments to cut the carotid artery of his old friend whom he had been thinking about day and night, he was stunned when he saw the face of the person who came.

This is a very handsome man, with long blond hair, sea blue eyes, a high nose bridge and a very manly beard. He wears a pair of frameless glasses, has a healthy wheat-colored skin, and a wide neckline that reveals his perfectly shaped chest muscles.
It is probably hard to find any woman who would not be moved by his beauty. Therefore, even though his views on love are very bad, so bad that even the vice-president would feel ashamed of himself, there are still many celebrities who are proud to have won his favor.

Although this wasn't the person he wanted to see, he could be considered an old friend of Angers.

Pompeo Gattuso.

Caesar's biological father, the real head of the Gattuso family, his name comes from the ancient Roman entrepreneur Gnaeus Pompey. According to the Gattuso family rules, only the heir recognized by the family can use the name of the hero of the ancient Roman Republic.

The heads of the families inherited the bloodline of heroes, and their brothers, no matter how outstanding they were, were just commoners. So no matter how powerful Frost was, as long as Pompey walked into the restaurant when he was having a meal, he had to immediately stand up and give up the first seat at the end of the long table to this idiot brother.

But now it's good, Frost is dead, there is no need to give up the throne, but isn't Frost's funeral going to be held these two days? As Frost's brother and the nominal head of the Gattuso family, why is this idiot here?
The invisible air curtain dissipated, and the dust in the air began to fly and swirl again. The handsome man was frightened by Angers' sudden approach and the ceramic fragments against his neck. He subconsciously took a step back and shouted, "Calm down!"

Ange frowned and took back the fragment: "Why is it you?"

"What, you didn't know it was me?" Pompey's eyes widened: "Then why are you calling me old friend? I thought you knew it was me!"

He looked a little angry: "I rushed to find you as soon as I heard the news here, and I didn't even take time to see my son!"

"Stop talking nonsense." Angers said coldly, "Tell me, why are you here?"

"I told you I came to see you. We haven't seen each other for almost ten years." Pompey scratched his head: "I heard that China is very lively now, and my son and you are here too, so I came."

"You come from Rome?"

"No, no, Bangkok. I flew here from Bangkok. When my family called me and asked me to go back to attend Frost's funeral, I was riding an elephant with the Thai princess."

"Come to think of it, Frost seemed to have died tragically. This is really sad news." Pompey said without any sadness at all.

The Gattuso family has never had a very good reputation. They have been tyrannical since the Middle Ages, and would run over anyone who stood in their way without a second thought. If a family head was well-educated and knew to say hello before running over others, then the family history would record that he practiced benevolence.

But Pompey was actually a guy with a good temper and personality. He didn't care about Ange's cold face at all. With his behavior, he would probably be described by Gattuso's historian as "mud road" or something like that... soft and sticky, unable to support himself.

"Come to think of it, how come you, a staunch dragon slayer, are not on the front line of dragon slaying right now?" Pompey circled around Ange, looking at him curiously. "To be honest, I'm surprised."

Ange raised his eyelids calmly without saying anything. Pompey looked at him and suddenly smiled nervously: "Old friend, I know you can't give up slaying the dragon. Don't worry, I'm not my manic brother. I won't doubt your position."

"So I guess you didn't go to the front line to slay the dragon because you knew that dragon would definitely die. You seem to be blinded by hatred, but you have always had a plan. I believe your position is absolutely firm! Your ability is absolutely first-class!"

"I also heard about my stupid brother impeaching you in the school board meeting, but he was a psychopath and died miserably. You shouldn't bother with him. The dead are the greatest!"

"What do you want to say?" Ange sneered: "You came here just to talk nonsense to me?"

"No, no, I just don't want to go back and listen to those old guys nagging. Now that Frost is dead, they're probably going to arrest someone else to be the head of the family again... and I've heard that the S-level student is a gorgeous girl..."

Ange silently raised the ceramic fragments and said, "If you keep talking nonsense, I will make you speechless. Do you want to try?"

"Oh, don't worry, don't worry. Brothers can talk about anything." Pompey quickly reached out and took the ceramic fragments. "I came here to understand the situation. How far has the Dragon King been killed?"

Ange glanced at him coldly and was about to speak when his cell phone suddenly rang.

He was stunned for a moment when he saw the caller ID, then picked up the phone: "Ming Fei? What's wrong?"

I don't know what the other party said. Angers face became serious. After a moment, he replied: "Okay, I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the phone, he turned and left. Pompey sighed several times and he didn't even turn his head. Pompey had to quickly follow him.

They saw Lu Mingfei outside the hospital. The boy was squatting in a corner outside the hospital gate, drawing circles. From behind, he looked like a lonely and miserable kid.

Hearing the noise, the boy raised his head, turned around and saw Angé, his eyes suddenly lit up and he immediately came over.

“Principal, I’ve finally waited for you.” Lu Mingfei’s eyes almost filled with tears: “I almost thought I wouldn’t be able to see the sun today!”

"Why, what happened? Tell me slowly."

"Dragon, Dragon King, we saw the Dragon King!"

Ange and Pompey looked at each other, and Ange lowered his voice and asked, "What's going on? Where is the Dragon King?"

"He's dead. He was killed by Senior Sister Fengjian Liuli!"

"Who killed him?" Angé frowned and repeated the question, seeming a little surprised.

“Feng Jian Liuli!” Lu Mingfei said excitedly: “At that time, many people came to encircle and suppress the Dragon King. Senior Sister Liuli and Senior Brother Chu were both injured! In the end, the Nibelungen collapsed, and we almost didn’t escape!”

Lu Mingfei's excitement didn't seem like a disguise at all. Well, it wasn't a disguise. Anyone who had escaped death and witnessed those world-shattering scenes would be as excited as he was, but the words he said were very sophisticated.

It sounded like they accidentally strayed into the Nibelungen, and then had a hard and bloody battle with those who came to encircle and suppress them, and even suffered serious injuries, before they barely killed the Dragon King.

But the truth is similar, no matter how the Dragon King died, it was Feng Jian Liuli who killed him, right? They did fight hard and got injured, although their opponents were those who came to encircle and suppress them...

But these are not important, as the saying goes, those who achieve great things do not pay attention to small details!
Ange was very moved when he heard this and asked, "How badly are they injured?"

"My senior brother's injury is quite serious and he is still being treated. My senior sister is better and she has to go back to the hotel." Lu Mingfei said, "The situation was so critical that my senior sister was so anxious that her hair turned white and her eyes turned red!"

"What...what does this mean?"

Lu Mingfei said sincerely: "Literally."

……

Yuan Zhinv stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror in the hotel suite, looking at herself in the mirror.

Her originally jet-black long hair was now silver-white, shining with a cold luster in the sunlight. She raised her eyes, and the delicate girl in the mirror immediately raised her eyes as well, revealing a pair of blood-red pupils.

Different from the light dark red of Nono or Eri, this was a strong red, like a deep pool of blood.

She became like this after her bloodline broke through, and she has no intention of changing back.

Looking at the unfamiliar self in the mirror, Yuan Zhinv frowned. She had a very strange feeling. Her facial features had not changed, only her hair and eyes had changed color. However, she felt that she was not herself. Through the mirror, she seemed to see another face on herself, with white hair and red eyes, which was breathtakingly beautiful. And there was a feeling in her heart that told her that was her original appearance.

The original appearance?
She remembered what Fenrir had said, the stupid kid with no brains who said he had seen her in his memories.

With the IQ of that stupid kid, he shouldn't be able to lie, which means he has really seen her. He even called her sister. What kind of person is worthy of being called sister by one of the four monarchs?
The answer seems obvious.

In the whole world, there is only the White King who was split from the Black King.

As descendants of the White King, she, Gen Chisei, and Eri are all Japanese hybrids who were created using Uesugi Koshi's genes.

Their entire journey from creation to birth to growth is clearly visible, so where did Fenrir meet her? If he hadn't seen her in this life, it couldn't be in the last life.

And didn't she travel through time? Although her memories before the time travel had been almost forgotten in the struggle of life and death in this world for more than 20 years, she still remembered it. Could it be that this was also a kind of mental disorder?
It's not just Fenrir, Norton also said similar vague words.

Norton said that she ate Samson and his blood is still flowing in her body, but Yuan Zhinu clearly remembered that she only killed Samson and did not do anything strange.

She gained strength and improved her bloodline by killing. If it was as Norton said, wouldn't she eat every dragon she killed? Although it conformed to the rules of the dragon race to improve their strength, it was really disgusting to think about it, like a ghoul.

There is also that strange simulator that simulates the future. It is just like God is flipping through his own script. As the controller of spiritual elements, it does not seem surprising that the White King possesses such power.

But why did this simulator choose her? Yuan Zhinv couldn't figure it out.

Everything seemed to point to that common clue, the white monarch who had been dead for thousands of years.

Could it be that he is actually the reincarnation of the White King? Does the story have to be so cliché? And wasn't it said that the White King was completely destroyed, and it was the Black King who did it himself. The last bit of his legacy is probably the stuff in the Japanese Trench.

Unable to figure it out, Yuan Zhinv simply stopped thinking about it and directly opened the system panel.

[Name: Minamoto no Chino]

【Gender: Female】

[Bloodline: First Generation (pending breakthrough)]

[Word Spirits: Dream Tapir, Snake, Yaki, Judgment, Junyan]

[Talents: Delusion Breaking, Blade Damage Bonus, Pain Shielding, Talented Melee Grandmaster (Already at the Max Level), Cocoon Transformation]

[Special Items: Word Spirit Black Sun Experience Card*2, Dragon Awakening Potion*1, Word Spirit Bronze Throne Experience Card*1, Word Spirit Candle Dragon Experience Card*1, Word Spirit Blazing Sun Experience Card*1]

Yuan Zhinu's gaze rested on the blood column.

Breaking through the second generation to become the first generation is expected, but what does it mean that the experience bar behind it disappears and becomes a piece to be broken through?
Does this mean that the path of improving bloodline through the system has come to an end? After all, without the experience bar, no matter how many dragons you kill, you won't get any improvement. Or does this mean that this path of evolution has actually reached its limit?
Although the first generation is an extremely respected bloodline among the dragon clan, even the four monarchs are no more than this, but if this is the limit, why is there a "to be broken through" later?
Frowning slightly, Yuan Zhinv tried to click on the breakthrough button, but the system directly prompted that the key item was missing and she could not break through.

The key item... could it be the holy remains?

For no reason, the words "holy remains" popped up in Genji's mind, just like the inexplicable desire that popped up before.

From a long, long time ago, there was a voice in the deepest part of Genjiro's heart that kept saying that there was something in the Japan Trench, and if she could get it, she would be complete.

It was a woman's voice, and it sounded very familiar. Gen Chinuo thought for a long time but couldn't remember who it was. Finally, she realized it was her own voice.

It's strange to say, but a voice deep in her heart kept telling her to go to the Japan Trench, to the deepest part of Takama-ga-hara, to get the bone, as if it had always belonged to her and she was eager to take it back.

Gen Chinuo had never told anyone about this, but she would think about it occasionally. Sometimes she even wondered if she had schizophrenia, otherwise why could she always hear herself talking to herself, and now she could even see another face directly.

But she didn't care much about it, because she knew that she had been a lunatic for a long time. It was not surprising that a mentally ill person had any mental problems. It was just schizophrenia, not a big deal.

The main reason why she had never entered the so-called Takama-ga-hara before was that the damn magnetic field when the Dragon King was hatching could not be located.

The secondary reason is that there is an experience bar, and experience can be gained from other places to improve bloodline. Things in one's own territory are not so urgent, and there is no need to worry about them running away anyway.

But now, the experience bar has disappeared, and Yuan Zhinv feels that she can "be a little anxious" on her own. Maybe it's time to think carefully about how to dig up the treasures in her own territory.

But what is above the first generation? Zero generation? Is there such a thing? Or is it directly the White King? Is the end point of her evolution, the white monarch?

Forget it, let's kill the Yamata no Orochi first and get its bones back. Her bloodline has reached the first generation now, so the magnetic field created by the Dragon King, who is also a first generation, shouldn't affect her, right?

Kassel Academy is of no use anyway, so why not just go back to Japan and kill them directly in the trench. What Yamata-no-Orochi? It's just a defective product with incomplete bloodline. Just kill it the moment it shows its head.

As she was thinking, she suddenly heard a subtle sound in her ears. Yuan Zhinv caught it almost instantly. With her current bloodline, there was almost no one who could approach her quietly, which meant that this person had been waiting for her here from the beginning.

When Yuan Zhinu turned around, she saw a man in a white robe standing quietly in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel. The window was slightly open. The slight sound just now was the wind blowing, lifting the man's white robe.

Seeing that it was him, Yuan Zhinv was a little surprised: "Didn't you go back to Japan?"

Norton didn't look back and said calmly: "We have to see a result."

"Are you satisfied with the result?" Yuan Zhinv asked casually.

"What do you say?"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong about this." Yuan Zhinv spread her hands: "But putting aside the facts, I don't think it's all my fault. Doesn't that mean Odin has no fault?"

She tried her best to gain power in the hope of being able to do whatever she wants. If after gaining power she still has to be cautious and controlled by others, then what is the point of having this power?
So blame that damn Odin.

It's just that she did violate the contract with Norton, so she apologized and promised to give compensation. If Norton was unwilling to forgive, she wouldn't say much, but if she had to do it again, she would still do it.

Norton still didn't turn around. Yuan Zhinv couldn't see the expression on his face, but he didn't seem to be ready to care about it. He asked directly: "What do you want to do next?"

"Did you find what I asked you to find for me?" Genji said, "It's in the Japan Trench."

"Well, I dived a few times when you were not in Japan, and I can almost determine the location." Norton said lightly: "But it's very strange there, there are some things I'm not sure of yet, it will take some time."

"What's uncertain?"

"It seems that there are more than just the remains of the White King there." Norton frowned, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice: "I also felt something else."

"Oh, yes, there is also a cocoon of the king of ocean and water there. I seem to have forgotten to mention it last time." Facing Norton's gaze, Yuan Zhinv showed a sincere smile.

"And this thing is the compensation I'm going to give you. They're all dragon bones. The Water King is no worse than the Mountain King."

"Besides, Fenrir's IQ is so low, and eating his bones will probably lower his IQ, so I'll just give it to Jörmungand. She's not that smart anyway."

At this point, Yuan Zhinv paused and said, "I am doing this for your own good."

Norton's expression was indescribable for a moment: "Should I thank you again?"

Yuan Zhinv nodded: "You're welcome."

Norton: “…”

(End of this chapter)