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

Chapter 272: Raise a Dragon for a Thousand Days, Use It for a Moment

It has never rained so hard in Tokyo.

There was a hole in the sky, and thousands of tons of water fell to the earth, as if the floodgates of a reservoir had been opened.

In such bad weather, even the brightly lit Shinjuku district had its doors closed. The gangsters who used to be seen all over the streets had all found places to hide from the rain. The streets were empty, with only the sound of raindrops falling on the ground.

However, at this moment, a dazzling light came from the horizon, illuminating the entire night as bright as day. Countless people opened their windows and looked up at the same time, but they could not see anything clearly. There was only the dazzling light, as if the sun had fallen.

People speculated that it was a meteorite, and it seemed to be heading towards Tokyo. But before the panic could spread, they discovered that the huge meteorite with unparalleled destructive power had hit the vast uninhabited area outside Tokyo.

A few minutes later, horrible loud noises and explosions reached Tokyo, accompanied by the shaking of the earth, but no one dared to leave the house because the heavy rain outside was frightening.

But fortunately, due to its geological structure, Japan is a country where earthquakes occur frequently. Their houses are made of lightweight materials, so there will be no problems unless there is a very strong earthquake.

This time, although the vibration caused by the suspected meteorite was obvious, it did not reach the point of collapsing houses.

When the shaking finally stopped, countless people breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the joy of having survived a disaster. This natural disaster was obviously not something that could be resisted by human power, and they had escaped.

At that moment, the elderly were comforting each other, the couples were kissing excitedly, and the parents were crying while holding their children in their arms. It was like hundreds of TV stations were broadcasting a family drama at the same time. All the smiles and tears were so real, without any falsehood.

Even the heavy rain outside the window didn't seem so scary.

Cassell College, Northern Illinois, USA.

In the conference hall deep in Valhalla, portraits of successive secret party leaders are hung on the walls, and people in black are sitting at the table.

Most of them were very old, as if they had been dug out from a grave, and their clothes also looked like they had been dug out from a grave. It felt more like a gentleman's gathering from the era of Sherlock Holmes.

"It has been many years since we have had a meeting like this, Mr. Turing."

"Yeah, I thought you were dead, but you're still alive? It's really a pity."

The conversations between old friends when they reunited were also lifeless, like ghosts in coffins whispering.

Since World War II, this group of secret party elders have never gathered together so neatly. Most of those who can sit at this table have changed the course of history. They are real antiques, and the portrait of any one of them will cause an uproar among the mixed-bloods and even the whole world if it is leaked.

For this group of people who have changed history, nothing should be able to make them uneasy, but the atmosphere today is very gloomy. The elders seem to be chatting casually, but they can't help but look at the empty chair in front of the camera at the conference table.

That was the chair of the school principal, Gilbert Jean Angers.

Angers was also a veteran of the Secret Party, the most active veteran. He created the "Academy Era" of the Secret Party with an iron fist. He was a well-deserved dragon-slaying hero. After his death, his portrait could even be hung on the wall behind them.

When it comes to dragon slaying, Ange is undoubtedly an expert, but now he has disappeared in Japan and his whereabouts are unknown, and he is even suspected to have been captured.

Capturing a tyrant is undoubtedly unimaginable.

The professors of the college tried to intercept the news, but the situation worsened, and they had to invite these old and dying elders to come out to face the situation together, which might deteriorate further.

As for the directors of the academy, the only one left at this moment was the cold and arrogant Baroness Elizabeth Laurent. She was sandwiched between this group of antique old things, like a delicate flower blooming on a grave.

Elizabeth's face looked a little ugly. Among all the school directors, she had the closest relationship with Ange. If it weren't for Ange, she might have been beheaded like the other school directors.

So now that Ange is missing, she is undoubtedly the most anxious person. If she were not incompetent, she would even want to flatten the entire Japan.

The door was pushed open, and the unkempt host finally arrived. The ragged vice-president sat down on Angers' seat and smiled at everyone: "Long time no see, are you all still alive?"

"No, some of them died." Mr. Turing said, "Most of those who are still alive are here. Please ask Professor Flamel to tell us about the current situation."

Flamel, a surname that almost no one in the academy knew. All they knew was that the vice-president was extremely licentious, but in front of the elders, he was the Flamel mentor that everyone had to respect.

They had to respect him because all the successive Master Flamels were the chief alchemists in the secret party.

"To put it simply, those Japanese bastards rebelled and held our highly respected principal hostage. They may kill him at any time, but that's not important. What's important is that they are trying to revive the White King."

These simple words changed everyone's expression.

"White King?" Someone made an unbelievable sound. The old man's face twitched, and it was hard to tell whether he was panicked or afraid: "Didn't the White King die a long time ago?"

"Her body is dead. The Black King destroyed her body, but he only destroyed her body." The vice-principal spoke calmly. It was rare for him to be so serious. "As the controller of spiritual elements, it would be difficult for even the Black King to destroy her spirit."

"And now, those Japanese guys are preparing to revive the White King, and it seems that they have succeeded. Ange found out and tried to stop it, but those guys didn't listen and arrested Ange. This is really too bad."

The elders looked at each other in bewilderment. These words contained so much information that even they, who were well-informed, felt suffocated.

The entire conference room was silent. Only the vice-president was nonchalant. “But don’t worry. The god should be dead by now.”

"What do you mean?" A cold voice sounded, and everyone looked over. It was an old man, pale and burly, sitting there like a thick limestone tombstone.

Under the lamp, the old man's old hands reflected faint light, and the surface of his skin was covered with fine white scales.

Beowulf, the legendary dragon-blood drinker, has one of the most prominent surnames in the secret party since ancient times.

Beowulf of this generation is over 150 years old. Most of the elders are still young people in front of him. He has not appeared at this conference table for nearly a hundred years, but he was also alarmed at this time.

"What did you do?" Beowulf asked coldly, "Since you said that the White King awakened, how could he be easily wiped out? That is something only the Black King can do!"

"Sir, times have changed." The vice principal clapped his hands, and a bright blue beam of light was cast behind him. In the beam stood a slender girl with long light blue hair falling to the ground.

"EVA, tell everyone what happened."

The slender girl bowed slightly, looking gentle and well-behaved. The so-called war personality was not reflected in her eyes at all, but the elders who knew her nodded slightly in return. They were well aware of the amazing authority of this virtual girl.

"The space-based kinetic weapon sponsored by the Gattuso family, code-named Divine Punishment, was detonated in Tokyo, Japan twenty minutes ago." EVA said, and with a wave of her hand, silver-blue laser beams were cast down from the ceiling, interweaving into a fine grid of beams.

The net slowly swept across the entire conference room, and the holographic 3D projection gradually took shape. Under the vast night sky, a ray of light piercing the darkness was so quiet and beautiful, yet it carried a terrifying power.

The flames touched the ground without making any sound. The flames were burning at a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees. The violent shock wave swept everything, turning the area of ​​dozens of kilometers into charcoal. No one made a sound. Everyone watched the destruction silently. It was only after a long time that they realized that the place where the divine punishment landed was exactly Japan, the center of the storm.

"Weapons sponsored by the Gattuso family?!" Mr. Turing was shocked. He looked around and asked, "Where are the Gattuso family members? Didn't they participate in the meeting?"

"I'm here." A weak voice came from the corner. Everyone looked over but didn't see anyone.

"Ah, I was a bit confused here. I was at a party, so I didn't turn on the projection." Pompey said, "Don't be too shocked. It's just a space-based kinetic energy. It's nothing. Nothing."

"God is dead. Now we should think about how to deal with those little Jap devils, right? I can't wait to see my old friend come back."

"The attack on the Snake Eight Clan began 30 minutes ago." EVA said, "The ultimate weapon voted by the elders has been deployed on the battlefield. It is expected to destroy the manpower of the Japanese hybrids in half a day."

"What? What did you do?" The vice principal was surprised: "Why don't I know?"

"Those monsters we hid under the ice, now is the time to dig them out and use them." Beowulf said, "As for why I didn't tell you, Vice Principal... this shouldn't be important, right?"

It really doesn't matter. Flamel's lineage did not share the secret of alchemy with all members of the secret party. They just kept their promise and supported the secret party as an ally.

So essentially, the vice-chancellor has no voting rights.

"Hey, hey! There's no need to do this, right? They're just a bunch of traitors. The gods have been killed, so why release those ghosts? Those things don't even belong to this era!"

The vice-president's expression was very grim: "What's more, we still have students in Japan! Angers is still here too!"

"Traitors should be eliminated with the most iron-fisted means. As for the others... as long as there is a war, there will be casualties."

Beowulf said coldly: "As for Principal Ange, with his ability and the Word Spirit of Time Zero, it shouldn't be a problem for him to protect himself."

"But my son seems to be still in Japan." Pompey's voice came from the corner again, "What if he gets hurt by mistake?"

"With Ange here, this kind of thing shouldn't happen. We have to trust our principal."

"After all, he is an educator and will not allow his students to get hurt in front of him. And his words, to some extent, are also best suited for protection."

……

"Principal, where are your words?!" In the world of dazzling sparks and the sound of gunfire, Caesar kicked the monster in front of him hard and shouted while waving the machete in his hand.

"To be honest, I also want to know where my words have gone!" Angé also yelled, his muscles bulging with heat, and he held a large-caliber pistol in his hand, shooting fiercely at the monster in front of him.

Chu Zihang stood behind Ange, waving the Murasame in his hand, and fiercely repelled the monsters that tried to launch a sneak attack.

In the middle of the three was Lu Mingfei, who was completely at a loss. He also had a gun in his hand, but there were too many monsters and they were too fast, like ghosts in the dark night. He had no idea where to shoot.

Under this horrific attack, the power supply to Genji Heavy Industries was cut off, gunshots were heard everywhere, and the entire building turned into a dark, closed, bloody battlefield. Outside the window there were thunder and rain, and a faint feeling of the earth shaking. It was like the end of the world.

Caesar's Word Spirit can accurately determine the direction of the monsters in this darkness, but these things move too fast, and some even use Word Spirits. There are so many of them that it seems endless, and he is gradually finding it difficult.

Many times, if Chu Zihang hadn't used Jun Yan to save the situation, the four of them would have probably been eaten.

"Where's Fengjian Liuli? With her here, all these things won't be a problem!" Caesar yelled, "They arrested us and didn't care whether we lived or died. This is too immoral!"

"Senior Sister doesn't seem to be in this building!" The surroundings were too noisy, with all kinds of harsh sounds everywhere, and Lu Mingfei had to increase the volume: "If she is here, the noise will be even louder!"

"Of course we won't launch a sneak attack when the master is at home." Chu Zihang said coldly.

"No, no, we can't hold on. There are too many of them!" Caesar heard the sound of more and more monsters rushing towards him in the darkness and shouted, "If we don't leave now, we will be dragged to death. We have to retreat!"

"We can't go out, there are more things outside." Ange said: "Go underground, go through the underground passage!"

……

Yuan Zhisheng looked out the window silently. He hadn't said a word since the attack began and didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

He should have been very anxious because bad news kept coming. Countless monsters had invaded the building and were slaughtering all living people. The cadres of the Executive Bureau were fighting desperately, and Uesugi Yue and Eri had joined the battle.

As the director of the executive bureau, Yuan Zhisheng should have been the first to rush to the front at a time like this, but he didn't, because he had to protect someone.

In Kaguya's computer room, a burly man dressed like a loser was typing away on the keyboard. He had been here for a long time, doing research ever since he came back from the Greenland Ice Sea.

He studied how to destroy Gattuso's ultimate weapon, but after all, it was outer space and it was difficult to destroy it with human power. But it didn't matter, he chose to study the interception system.

The combination of science and alchemy, the complex formulas, and the dense data are enough to make people dizzy at first glance.

With the full support of the entire Ganliu Research Institute and Princess Kaguya, as well as the secret help of an unnamed alchemy master Norton and an unnamed girl EVA, his calculations began to show results. The only step left was to get the specific data of the object's fall.

And now he has obtained the most important data and is perfecting the last step. Once this interception system is completed, the Sky Punishment will be completely useless.

"How long will it take?" Yuan Zhisheng asked softly. The entire computer room was empty and only Finkel was busy. He was standing alone at the door, but he was the general guarding the gate.

"It's almost there!" Finkel spat fiercely, "What kind of space-based weapon is this? I thought it was so awesome, but it's just a piece of junk that's hard to aim at! Watch me destroy it!"

Finkel said, and then hesitated: "The source girl should be fine, right? I mean, she won't get into trouble if she gets hit by this thing just to reveal the data, right?"

"I'm not saying this, your sister is really crazy. She knew that the other party was going to use this weapon against her, but she still dared to face it head-on. Does she have any secret weapon?"

In response to his question, Yuan Zhisheng shook his head. He could only shake his head because he didn't know either.

He looked into the distance. It was too far away for him to see the forest, but he was not too worried.

Maybe it was because... he knew that Genji took Norton with her before she left. In the girl's words,

As the saying goes, you raise a dragon for a thousand days and use it only for a moment.

(End of this chapter)