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

Chapter 282 The Secret Party's Final Attack
"God's punishment...why does it seem to have no effect?"

All the researchers in the lobby of Kassel Academy were dumbfounded, staring blankly at the motionless map of Japan on the big screen.

Apart from weapons such as nuclear bombs that could lead to the destruction of the world, the Punishment is the most powerful dragon-slaying weapon ever created by humans. With precise positioning strikes, it can reduce all known dragons of all levels to ashes.

In comparison, modern technology is really amazing. In the past, it was not easy to slay a dragon. You had to carry a razor blade or a rifle loaded with alchemical bullets, ride a horse for days and nights, and still might not be able to find the exact location of the dragon's lair.

But now, they only need to sit in the base camp, listen to songs and drink, waiting for the explosion on the other side of the distant earth, just like the Creator sitting in the clouds watching his creations, and can destroy everything with a wave of his hand.

The only problem is that this modern technology seems a bit unreliable. Not only do the theoretical values ​​and the actual values ​​not match, they are even quite far apart.

"Eva, what's going on?" The vice principal stretched his neck, his eyes wide open, looking a little ridiculous: "Didn't we throw terrible weapons down? Why is there no movement?"

"If you throw a rock from such a high altitude, there should be some noise, right?!"

The virtual girl floated quietly in the air. She waved her hand made of light gently, and countless data turned into a sea of ​​data that shuttled through the air. The girl's voice sounded faintly.

"According to tests, a small earthquake occurred in Tokyo, Japan a few dozen minutes ago. The epicenter has been determined. It was the aftermath of the impact that caused the ground to crack and the entire forest to catch fire. However, the fire was quickly extinguished due to heavy rain. It has been basically determined that the divine punishment has been dealt with. Over."

The secret party elders looked at each other. Beowulf frowned and spoke in a low voice: "How do we determine whether the punishment has hit the target?"

"The impact effect is different." Eva said: "According to satellite observations, only the center of the entire forest remains intact, but this should be the place with the most damage. Based on this, I judge that the Heavenly Punishment hit the target, and the target withstood the attack."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expressions became interesting. They all understood what these words meant. The weapons they were so proud of, the weapons they thought could destroy the White King, had such disappointing final results.

"I knew these weapons from anime were unreliable!" a researcher whispered, "Studies have long proven that the damage caused by space-based weapons is not as great as we imagined, and is far less than that caused by nuclear bombs."

"But can you use nuclear bombs on Japan? Don't forget Japan's big daddy, the United States! Unless you want World War III! We are just slaying a dragon. Before the Dragon King wakes up, we will destroy ourselves!" another researcher retorted in a low voice.

"That's the Dragon King. Even the divine punishment can't destroy him. What else can we do? Fight with real swords and guns? Don't be ridiculous! There's no such thing as a gift!"

"Anyway, the awakening of the Dragon King will mean the destruction of the world. I would just use nuclear bombs. This is a crisis for all of humanity, and hybrids are also human. We can definitely unite..."

A noisy voice gradually arose, researchers talked about unrealistic methods, and panic was spreading.

However, at this moment, the sound of angry slamming the table exploded like thunder, and everyone fell silent and looked at the person who slammed the table.

Beowulf's hands, covered with fine white scales, almost cracked the hard tabletop. He sneered, "Look, how ridiculous! This is your academy education! A bunch of cowards!"

Beowulf has not appeared at this conference table for nearly a hundred years because he strongly opposed the establishment of the academy by the Secret Party.

"The so-called dragon slayers trained by the academy are only cowards. The real dragon slayer can only be baptized on the battlefield!" This is Beowulf's consistent attitude.

At that time, he was the head of the "Action Team", which was the predecessor of the Executive Department. They hunted dragons all over the world. They were cold-blooded and efficient, never rescuing each other. Their dead companions were buried together with the dead dragons, and at most they would play a harmonica in front of the grave as a mourning.

People at Kassel College say that the Executive Department is a crazy department, but compared to the action team back then, today's Executive Department is simply a charity.

"They are all children. It's normal for them to be a little timid." The vice principal tried to smooth things over: "Besides, hasn't the dragon come out yet? It's just that the White King might be resurrected, but what if he fails to resurrect?"

"Teacher Flamel, are you saying that if we want to win the war against the dragons, we have to rely on the self-awareness of the dragons? Then why don't you just say that you hope they will commit suicide when they wake up?"

"It's not impossible." The vice principal shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "The Dragon Kings are all a bunch of neurotics. Who knows what they think every day?"

"I hope you know what you are talking about," Beowulf said coldly. "I tolerate your style of speech out of respect for the name Flamel! Playing madness is not fun!"

"Then what do you think we should do?" The vice-president also started to act like a rogue, with an unyielding attitude: "Use nuclear bombs? Or send people to Japan? If you have the guts, take the lead!"

"I have already sent the men." Beowulf sneered, "As for me, I will go there myself, but before that, I need to stay here to prevent you from taking advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble."

The vice principal didn't even have time to refute the accusation that he was messing around. His eyes widened and he asked, "When did you send people? The monsters under the ice have sent so many people, and you still sent people?"

"Why are you so nervous? When dealing with enemies, you can't hold back. The Eight Snake Clans, right? After all, they are just the leaders of some underworld gangs, and those gang members are just ordinary people. Any small blow can seriously damage their vitality."

"Are you crazy? We can't attack ordinary people!" The vice-president was shocked. No one told him this, but when he looked around, he found that the elders were all lowering their heads, as if they had known about this for a long time and were not surprised.

"It's just a lesson, not a fight." Beowulf said, looking at Eva: "When is the next launch of the punishment?"

"There are still 53 minutes and 49 seconds, 48 ​​seconds, 47 seconds..." Eva said, "But according to data analysis, the possibility that the opponent is still staying in Hongjing is extremely small."

"Girl, you don't need to focus on Hongjing. Set your target here." The man said, pointing his hand to a certain location on the screen. Everyone looked and saw that it was Genji Heavy Industries.

"But this is one of the most prosperous places in Tokyo. If we release the Heavenly Punishment here, it will cause countless casualties!" A researcher couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Many innocent people will be involved!"

"Our girl can issue an earthquake warning. It won't be difficult to evacuate people if there's already been an earthquake." Mr. Turing, who had never spoken, raised his head and looked at the virtual girl: "The people of Genji Heavy Industries will not retreat. Our only target is them."

"The divine punishment can also be disguised as a meteorite. This is the last resort."

"But we still have students in there, even the principal. Ange is probably still in that building." The vice principal cursed inwardly, "I'm not ready to be the new principal yet!"

"Great undertakings are always accompanied by sacrifice. All those who want to revive the dragon race are our enemies. In order to destroy the powerful enemy, they should be prepared to make sacrifices."

"The final offensive begins, prioritize eliminating these targets."

Mr. Turing snapped his fingers, and a long list of names accompanied by pictures appeared in the hall. They were the eight heads of the Eight Sheqi Families and some main responsible persons.

In these lists and pictures, the girl with white hair and red eyes is at the front. Her name in bold capital letters is particularly eye-catching, and behind her name are small red warning words.

Feng Jian Liuli (Young Master of the Eight Snake Clan, suspected to be the unawakened young body of the White King, special target, extremely dangerous, to be eliminated at all costs)

It was probably a secretly taken photo. The girl in the photo had her eyes slightly drooped and the corners of her mouth slightly raised. Her scarlet eyes were full of cold mockery.

It's like God is laughing at the ants' arrogance.

Beowulf looked at that face and said to himself coldly: "I don't like your expression. I hope you can still smile in the future."...

Nuonuo looked at everything in front of him, stunned.

She thought that after the tide swallowed up everything, the ground would be left in a mess, not to mention that the earth was shaking as if it was the end of the world. But when the tide really receded, everything returned to its original state.

It is really the same as before, the destroyed buildings are still tall and majestic, the cracked earth has recovered as before, and the city is slowly accumulating water, but only a very shallow layer.

It was as if everything had returned to the beginning of the disaster.

It's like the world in infinite space, this day repeating forever.

"This is Nibelungen, and the corresponding building is called Takamagahara, the kingdom of the gods in Japanese mythology. However, those buildings have sunk into the sea, and this world will forever remain at the day when these buildings sank into the sea."

"When everything is destroyed, everything starts over again."

Nuo Nuo looked at the man who was speaking and couldn't help but widen her eyes: "Why is it you again? Brother Butler?"

Percy smiled and said, "Because the young master is here, I came here."

"Caesar?" Nono frowned, not really surprised: "I heard they were caught, but why did they escape to this place during the chaos? Do you think the cell with good food and drink is too safe, and want to challenge the difficulty of hell?"

"Is it possible that he is in a panic and has no choice but to go out?" A man's voice came from outside the house. They both looked over at the same time and saw the blond and blue-eyed boy pushing open the door.

Behind him followed Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang. Chu Zihang was carrying Angé on his back. The old man had his eyes closed and seemed to be in a coma.

"Master." Percy lowered his head and bent slightly: "I am late."

Caesar just waved his hand nonchalantly, his eyes always on Nuonuo: "Why did you come here? Were you caught too?"

Nono was a little uncomfortable at first, as this was the first time they met after she had directly rejected Caesar, but Caesar was calm and composed, and not overly intimate with her, as if this was just ordinary concern between classmates.

"That's not the case. I just got lost." Nono said, "I am the guest of honor."

"That's great, unlike us who are all prisoners." Lu Mingfei said sourly: "Senior Sister Nuonuo, since you are the guest of honor, can you let Senior Sister Liuli come to pick you up? And take us with you."

"To be honest, I miss you too, but I can't get in touch with you." Nono spread his hands: "By the way, what happened to the principal?"

"I don't know, I just fainted suddenly." Chu Zihang put Angé down and said, "It's a very strange symptom."

Nuo Nuo wanted to speak again, but before he opened his mouth again, he suddenly heard a strange noise outside, like a huge windmill, or a regular machine, but it was just the sound of breathing.

Not only her, but everyone heard the heavy breathing at this moment. The huge monster revealed its black back in the black tide. This wave of tide was particularly turbulent because a huge thing was hidden under the tide and approached the central square.

Caesar, Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei have all seen that thing. It was the largest corpse guard they had seen in the depths of the Abyss. It was the king of corpse guards made of dragon bones. It was originally part of the foundation of this city. The descendants of the White King built the city on its bones.

The largest and most dangerous guardian of Takamagahara, he was breathing under the sea, and a column of white water was gushing out towards the city.

"Is this... the big boss showing up?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but mutter to himself, "But I'm not ready yet."

Caesar showed a thoughtful expression: "So the voice I just heard was him. I said there was something approaching."

The word spirit of Kamaitachi seems useless, and actually it is useless, but it can occasionally be used as a radar and can still be of help when escaping. At least it can determine where there are the least enemies.

Ange suddenly fell into a coma. Their fighting power had already declined sharply with the loss of physical strength. Now they had to protect an unconscious "old and sick" and a "weak and disabled" who had no fighting power. The old, weak, sick and disabled made up a whole, so Caesar and Chu Zihang had to run away.

It was also with the help of Kamaitachi that they found Nono and Pasi, which enabled them to reunite successfully.

But it seems to be of no use, the only difference is that they are defeated one by one by the corpse guards and then they are all caught in one fell swoop.

The thing was getting closer and closer, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn. People could not clearly judge the size of the thing. Maybe it was a dozen meters or maybe dozens of meters. It was a rare giant species among all the dragons recorded in history.

The sea tide rushed to the bottom of the tower, and thousands of tons of sea water suddenly rushed into the sky. A huge black shadow jumped out of the water and attacked nimbly with its body twisted.

"I suddenly feel that it is not cute anymore." Nono stared blankly at the huge thing. It was as well-behaved as a pet not long ago, and even acted coquettishly and cutely towards Yuan Zhinv.

So much so that people ignore how terrifying it is.

"Get ready, it's coming for us." Chu Zihang held Murasame tightly in his hand and whispered.

This is probably what the ancient dragon slayers faced when facing a dragon. The only thing they could trust was the sword in their hands.

But just when everyone was on full alert, the huge, majestic ancient creature suddenly dived into the water, with its black back bent in a respectful posture.

In the direction it was worshipping, a man in a white robe was walking slowly towards them. His posture was so indifferent, as if he was strolling in a garden, as calm as an ordinary person who had strayed into hell.

But it was such an ordinary person who made the terrifying monster bow down to him.

The moment he saw the man's face clearly, Lu Mingfei was completely stunned.

"Old Tang..." He muttered to himself, almost subconsciously wanting to rush out: "Old Tang, is that you?"

"What are you doing?!" Nuo Nuo's pupils shrank suddenly, and she lowered her voice and shouted, "Lu Mingfei!"

Lu Mingfei woke up suddenly. He stared blankly at the man who was walking by, unable to utter a word.

However, at this moment, the man seemed to have discovered something and looked straight over.

(End of this chapter)