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

Chapter 274 Have a nice journey, sister

"Thousands of years have passed, and that era is over. Fire will burn everything, but the gods will eventually wake up. That will be the twilight of the gods, and the world will be destroyed..."

The woman's voice sounded long and distant, like a chant from ancient times.

Yuan Zhinv slowly opened her eyes, just like waking up after a good sleep, or like being reborn after death.

The world became exceptionally clear in her eyes. Every detail, every scale and every feather were reflected in her pupils, and the same was true for every sound.

She could even hear the crisp sound of the forest being burned by the raging fire, raindrops hitting the ground, the flames being extinguished, white steam rising up, and finally disappearing into the darkness.

The flow of time seemed to slow down. Yuan Zhinv slowly raised her hand and waved it into the air. The terrifying area instantly dissipated.

It was as if she had casually swung out a blade of energy or something and defeated that thing, regardless of whether it was the world-destroying realm that a dragon king had forcibly summoned at the cost of sacrificing himself.

She spoke calmly, without any human emotion in her voice. It was as cold as ice and snow in winter, or like a god from high above giving orders to the world.

She said again, "Cancel."

It didn't seem like a word spirit, there was no such simple word spirit, but along with this faint command, astonishing gravity was exerted on Leviathan, and the majestic monarch was bound by an invisible net. She struggled frantically and let out angry roars.

The words of destruction that the Dragon King himself could not stop were forcibly interrupted!
Leviathan roared. She was now covered in blood. Half of her scales had been chopped off by Levatin. Her bloody body looked like a fish with its scales scraped off. The huge wound on her chest revealed her damaged internal organs, as well as the dark golden bones covered with cracks.

She suddenly broke free from the invisible restraints, and her bright golden eyes were flowing with changing light, reflecting the figure of Yuan Zhinv.

The girl was seen standing tall, her long silver hair flying wildly, her blood-red eyes full of amusement, as if she was playing with a mouse in a playful manner.

There was obviously no change in his facial expression, but he gave people a different feeling. The majesty emanating from his bones could almost crush people to pieces. Even the Dragon King did not dare to compete with him.

Because that is an absolute crushing of strength.

"I don't like you very much, because you are so stupid, yet you always think you are smart." Yuan Zhinv suddenly spoke. She carried Levatin on her back and approached the seriously injured Leviathan step by step. Her tone was calm as if she was telling a fact.

An indescribable fear emerged in Leviathan's eyes, and she almost subconsciously stepped back, a gesture she had never shown before.

Even though she had been suppressed and beaten seriously by Genji before, she had never shown such an attitude. She even felt angry, an anger of being offended.

Angry that a mere ant dared to be on an equal footing with her.

She is a noble monarch, she is the king of the ocean and water, she holds supreme power, she is the throne of life, but at this moment... she is afraid.

There was a flash of surprise and doubt in Norton's eyes. He was alert and did not move, just staring at Yuan Zhinu's every move.

The invisible realm unfolded again, and an indescribable gravity was forcibly imposed on Leviathan. Her knees creaked and her bones were almost broken.

With the sound of the ground cracking, Leviathan finally couldn't bear the horrible force any longer. His leg bones broke and he was forced to kneel on one knee.

But even so, she still held her head high, her spine straight, and her increasingly dim golden eyes were filled with undisguised hatred.

The Source Maiden, or... the real Frigga, she walked slowly forward, came to the front of Leviathan as if strolling in the garden, and looked down at the dying prey who was still struggling even at the brink of death.

She reached out her hand and slowly stroked the girl's long light blonde hair, as if she was stroking a rebellious puppy.

"The death knell has already rung, but that is a celebration of the opening of the door to another world." Frigga said softly, "It will be a beautiful day. The sea will be broken open, and the dead souls will crawl back to the world and vent their resentment to the world."

The huge claws pierced through the wound on Leviathan's chest and grabbed out the broken heart. It was a bright red heart covered with scales, but it was split in half from the middle, and it was even beating slowly in her palm.

With a slight squeeze, the whole heart exploded instantly, and blood gushed out.

"Is it you?" The gold in Leviathan's eyes completely faded, and the dragon transformation phenomenon on his body was lifted. The petite girl was covered with wounds. Before she died, her voice was so soft that it seemed like she was mumbling to herself: "High Priest..."

But no one answered her.

Frigga turned her head and their eyes met Norton's in the air. Almost subconsciously, the usually arrogant tyrant turned his eyes away and avoided the girl's gaze.

With the corners of her mouth slightly raised, she spoke lightly, casually as if she was dealing with an insignificant matter.

"Since I promised you, I'll kill you." The girl tilted her head slightly, with a hint of innocence on her delicate face: "Don't you want revenge? Why don't you do it?"

Norton exhaled deeply, and suddenly raised his eyes, looking straight at the strange woman, and said word by word: "Where is Yuan Zhinv?"

"Ah..." The woman smiled, and that smile was full of endless charm. Yuan Zhinu's beautiful and delicate face, which always seemed a little inhuman because of her eccentric personality, became lively and less and less like Yuan Zhinu.

She looked at Norton, chuckled and said, "Am I not the source girl?"

Norton looked at her deeply, frowning, and said nothing.

"Tsk, boring." The woman stretched, her face was covered by tiny scales, but she was still so beautiful and charming: "I am her, and she is me."

"Didn't you recognize me a long time ago?" She raised her eyebrows and smiled at Norton: "Wasn't it me you wanted to control with the blood oath? You were afraid that I would wake up, but you wanted to use my power."

She walked away, and as she passed the man, a faint voice rang out, with undisguised sarcasm: "You have been in Japan for so long, what you have done, do you dare to tell Yuan Zhinv?"

"I guess you wouldn't."

The woman left without any reluctance, her voice dissipated with the strong wind. The man lowered his eyes and seemed unresponsive, but his fingertips were clenched into his palms, and veins on the back of his hands bulged.

But in the end, he didn't say a word.

……

"Tsk, what a waste." Mr. McAllen sat in the small tavern, looking at the fire gradually dying down in the distance, and drank the whiskey in his hand.

When the divine punishment came, the boss ran away in fear. Not only the boss, it is no exaggeration to say that the man was the only strange customer left in the entire area.

However, at this moment, the door of the pub was pushed open and a man walked in. Mr. McAllen did not feel strange at all. He said naturally, just like the owner of this shop, "Welcome, what would you like to drink, sir?"

He was a young man with light golden hair. His long hair covered his eyes, revealing two pairs of completely different colored pupils.

He was dressed in a butler's uniform, his posture was elegant and dignified, and his every word and action seemed to be measured with a ruler.

Percy walked in slowly, steaming all over. The man handed a glass of wine to him, but he didn't take it. He just whispered, "Does the family have any orders for me?"

He did not look up, because according to the family rules of the Gattuso family, people wearing such strange masks are all investors of the family. They call their organization "Sacred Palace Medical Association" and have a high status in the Gattuso family.

Although Percy had heard of these people, he had never seen them. Because the rumors about them were too plausible, Percy even thought it was just a legend until now.

The family summoned him, but the person who came to contact him was from this so-called Medical Association.

"It's the same old order. Protect Caesar and kill Chen Motong."

The man didn't care about Percy's indifference at all. He took the glass of wine that Percy refused and drank it himself. In order to drink, he had to turn up the lower jaw of the mask, but the bird's beak looked like a short elephant trunk, which looked terrifying and a little funny at the same time.

Percy's heterochromatic pupils trembled, but he concealed his emotional fluctuations very well and did not show any abnormality.

"Chen Motong and Caesar are now in the Eight Snake Families. Several of their family heads are very powerful and it is difficult for me to approach them." Percy said, "But I will try my best to complete the task."

"The Immortals' attack on the Eight Clans of Sheqi has already begun. Now is a time of chaos. I think your chances will be great."

Mr. McAllen smiled and said, "Those are our treasured heroes. They were all well-known figures when they were alive. Even now that they are dead, they are still protecting us. It is really touching."

"Is it too early to use that power now?" Percy seemed a little hesitant: "Aren't those the powers we keep to fight against the Ultimate?"

"But their role in the final battle is to be cannon fodder. A war always needs some cannon fodder to make it look more solemn, but cannon fodder is not precious. If it's gone, it's gone. We can create more."

The man fastened the leather strap around his chin with a smile, his tone nonchalant and even a bit lazy, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

Percy's face changed color slightly. He had fought against those monsters and knew how terrifying those things were. They were dragon-slaying heroes when they were alive, and the high proportion of dragon blood was their greatest confidence in fighting against the dragon clan. But after death, it became a fatal curse, turning the former heroes into evil spirits.

The most terrifying thing is that they still retain part of their sanity, and the fighting skills and even the spirit of words that they honed during their lifetime are still preserved. Their bodies trained through alchemy are indestructible, and they feel no pain and are not afraid of life or death. They are like tireless fighting weapons.

But such precious weapons are just insignificant cannon fodder in front of this man. How tragic will the final battle be?

Percy once tried to search for the "Holy Palace Medical Society", but no matter how much money and time he spent, he found nothing in the end, so he always thought that this organization was just a rumor.

If the Gattuso family is as deep as the Sea of ​​Azov, then the Holy Palace Medical Society is the Pacific Ocean. You'd better not explore the secrets in the depths of the ocean.

Mr. Macallan put the empty bottle of whiskey aside and poured himself a new glass: "Don't be too pessimistic, young man. Even if you are in hell, you should drink good wine, because our cries will not be heard by God."

As he spoke, he turned and walked out with the wine in his hand. Percy followed him without saying a word. The rain was still falling and there were a few loud thunderclaps, but the man was just walking leisurely. He still looked lazy and calm.

But for some reason, not even a drop of the heavy rain touched his clothes.

He walked to the charred forest. The originally lush trees had been destroyed beyond recognition. The flames had been extinguished by the heavy rain, but wisps of white smoke were still rising.

"Rest in peace, sister." The man's voice was filled with a hint of emotion. "Although you are such a loser and your death was so plain, at least you were still of some use. You let me know that she had reached this point."

He slowly poured the wine in his hand onto the ground. Thunder suddenly sounded in the sky. The pale light illuminated the man's gloomy mask. He slowly raised the corners of his mouth and said lazily:

"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you."

...

"When did Genji Heavy Industries become a tourist attraction?" Uesugi Yue looked at the densely packed snake-like Deadpools in front of him and smiled bitterly: "So many people came at once, it really makes me, the head of the family, flattered."

The old man no longer looked old at this point. His body was covered in red muscles, with two swords lying at his sides. The hideous tattoos on his back seemed to have come alive, making him look like a mad Shura.

Only at this moment did he look a bit like the patriarch of the underworld, rather than the old ramen chef before.

"But we don't allow visitors." He scratched his head and said, "There is a fine for trespassing."

No one was in the mood to talk at this moment. Everyone was stunned. A loud thunder exploded, and a pale white light illuminated the layers of scales. Countless Deadpools with human heads and snake bodies were approaching.

Their long tails swept across the ground, making a rustling sound, and their deformed claws left deep scratches on the ground. It was impossible to count their number, perhaps there were hundreds, or perhaps thousands.

But people are familiar with their image, because they have appeared in many Japanese myths as demons. Their appearance means that long-extinct ancient species have reappeared in the world, which is technically no less than the resurrection of dinosaurs.

And those monsters wrapped in black robes were still watching covetously. It was really one crisis after another, and the situation was really terrible.

The group of Deadpools were swimming at high speed. They were getting closer and closer. Panic was spreading. Uesugi Yue took a deep breath and knew that it was time to fight desperately.

But just when he wanted Eri to take the others and escape first, while he stayed behind alone to cover their retreat, a shocking scene happened.

The Deadpools pounced forward ferociously, but not at the fresh meat, but at the group of dry black-robed monsters that would not bleed even if they were chopped into pieces.

Everyone was stunned. Just when they thought there were wolves in front and tigers behind, and they were about to die as fresh blood food and be eaten, the result told them...

Are wolves and tigers fighting?
(End of this chapter)