Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 127: Herzog: I am already invincible! (The third day of the Lunar New Year! Good luck!)
Below the Akagekawa River, in the Nibelungen area called Yomi Hirasaka.

A huge and endless bronze pillar stands in the middle of it, engraved with countless complex and mysterious characters, recording the war history and the fate of the rebels tens of millions of years ago.

This was the bronze pillar that the Black Emperor used to execute the White Emperor. He had chained the dying White Emperor to it and tortured him for six centuries before throwing him into an underwater volcano, turning him into ashes. He then devoured the ashes and took back the power he had previously bestowed on the White Emperor.

It's a pity that he always missed one thing, and a human named "Izanagi" stole a bone of the White Emperor, allowing her bloodline and life to continue, and the Neon myth was born.

And now, on this towering bronze pillar, the "God" who had been resurrected once was nailed to it again.

Different from the Bronze and Fire King who appeared half a year ago, Norton once showed his hideous and huge dragon body, like a god or a demon, terrifying but with a solemn beauty.

In contrast, the "god" in front of him seemed to have not fully developed. It was skinny and its eight cervical vertebrae grew out from different parts of its torso, twisted and weird, like a monster whose genetic modification had failed.

The only interesting part of its body is its tail.

There was a bone protruding from the scales, showing a beautiful moon-white color, giving people an extremely sharp feeling.

This is the sword of Ame Murakumo, a legendary artifact taken out from the tailbone of the Yamata no Orochi. Only this kind of thing can surpass the alchemical weapon Ame no Habakiri, which was invented in ancient times.

But even with such a powerful weapon, the "God" still lost. He was defeated by his own descendants, who nailed eight heads to him one by one with eight black spears, leaving him unable to move on the bronze pillar.

Only the eight pairs of dragon eyes still flashed with the faint light of candles, proving that this great creature was still alive.

At this moment, in a ruin not far from the bronze pillar, Fengjian Liuli was sitting on the broken ground. His chest was cut through by a spider, and his white kimono was dyed bright red by the blood that kept oozing out.

As for Yuan Zhisheng, who was in his arms, he was also dying and his heart was almost stopped.

He raised his head, tears of blood dripping down his pale face, and his strength and warmth were quickly dissipating from his body.

Both he and Gen Chisei failed, and died together in a tragic drama of fratricide.

Just then, footsteps were heard. The man wearing the noble mask was walking slowly towards them, carrying a speaker. Behind him was Eri, who was holding a long sword and had an expressionless face.

Immediately afterwards, a melodious music came out from the speakers and echoed in the Red Well. It was Tchaikovsky's dance music "Swan Lake".

As the volume continued to increase, the melody of the dance music became more and more majestic, as if mourning the massacre between brothers.

Looking through the mask at the twins sitting on the ground dying, the man chuckled, then put the smart speaker on the ground and danced under the cold and disgusted gaze of Kazama Ruri.

His movements were very skillful, every beat was accurately stepped on, and his rotations were so light and lively that even the most demanding ballet master would be impressed by this man's dancing.

The only drawback was that this dance was supposed to be sad and hopeless, but he danced with such elation, almost to the point of being overjoyed.

"General Wang... No, who are you..."

Fengjian Liuli hugged Yuan Zhisheng's hands tightly and spoke in a weak voice, as if she would faint in the next second.

Hearing his words, the man's dance suddenly stopped, then he turned around gracefully, took off his mask as he stepped forward, revealing a smug smile.

Fengjian Liuli had never seen this face before, but he knew that the other party was Wang Jiang, but he was definitely not just Wang Jiang. He was the one who planned the current scene and was the real driving force behind everything.

"Although it may seem strange to say this, this is indeed our first meeting, so please allow me to introduce myself."

"My name is Jung von Herzog. I am Masamune Tachibana, the patriarch of the Snake Eight Families, the king of the Oni Clan, and... the future god of this world!"

The silver-haired man, Herzog, said this, and like many villains who have reached the finale, he began to talk about the various plans and arrangements he had made all along.

For example, Minamoto no Chijo was never a ghost, and there was nothing wrong with his bloodline. The reason he suddenly killed people was because his brain had been affected by the bridge-breaking surgery. Then Herzog used hypnosis to create a second personality for him, and controlled the appearance of this personality through the sound of clappers.

In addition, Herzog also used similar means to control two shadow warriors at the same time, playing the roles of Tachibana Masamune and Osho respectively, and directed the battles between the eight snake families and the fierce demons...

“Hahaha…ha ...!!!”

At the end, Herzog started laughing.

As a man who was about to ascend to the throne of God, he should have smiled more reservedly.

But there was nothing he could do. He was so happy that he couldn't control the corners of his mouth and his white teeth which were curled up wildly, like an open pomegranate.

Win! He has already won!

He had hidden until the very end, not only killing the intruder who had troubled him, but also completing all his previous preparations as expected. Now, victory was within his grasp. With only one final step, he could fulfill his heart's desire and become a being comparable to the supreme "God"!
But before that, he had to do one thing first.

Herzog walked to the side of the two brothers, kicked them to the ground, pulled out the spider and crushed the heart of the girl, and then used it to crush the heart of the student.

Even the monstrous emperor would have no chance of being saved with such fatal injuries.

Oh... there was one person who might have been able to, but he died not long ago!

A crazy arc appeared on the corner of Herzog's mouth. He raised his hand and took out the wooden clapper from his arms and started to knock it, controlling Eri to release the [Word Spirit·Judgment] at maximum power, tearing the body of the Yamata no Orochi into pieces. Only the sword of Ama-no-Murakumo and an ugly embryo were left, struggling to fly out.

It looked like a mutilated embryo, with a swollen head and a single, large eye. What looked like a tail was actually a spine wrapped in flesh.

Its ribs protrude from the fleshy layer. Presumably, when it was parasitic, it used these pointed ribs to insert into the host's spine and manipulate the body.

Herzog walked forward excitedly, knelt on the ground like a pilgrim, and picked up the ugly embryo with trembling hands, as if he was looking at the most beautiful thing in the world.

This is the key, a key that can make him a god. He just needs to find a suitable container and he can ascend to the throne of god.

Of course, this container cannot be himself. It would undoubtedly be a foolish thing to directly transplant this piece of bone into the body.

After all, that person is comparable to the Supreme White Emperor. In its eyes, humans are as lowly as dust. Putting parasites in one's body will only result in that person being resurrected. The former Susanoo is the best example.

Therefore, Herzog needs a container to help take the blame and bear the invasion of the White King's will for him. Only after it is filtered will he have the opportunity to ascend to the throne of God.

And he had prepared that perfect container twenty years ago.

"Bang bang bang—"

The clapper sounded again, and Eiry walked forward with a dazed look on her face, and took the embryo from Herzog's fanatical and expectant gaze.

Next, everything happened just as described in the original work. The moment Eri took the embryo, the ugly embryo parasitized it like a shark smelling blood.

The white silk thread wrapped around the girl like a huge cocoon.

Herzog was still not satisfied. He pulled the bodies of Genjisheng and Genjinu closer and let the white silk devour them together, using the royal blood to make the "God" who was about to be resurrected even more powerful.

At the same time, he inserted the blood transfusion tube that had been prepared long ago into Eri's aorta and his own neck. Under the action of the blood exchanger, the blood between the two began to exchange.

In this way, with blood as the medium, after being filtered by Eri, the blood of the White King without will entered Herzog's body.

His pupils became brighter and brighter, as if lava was flowing in the bottom of his eyes. White threads also grew on his body, and his skin gradually became smooth and moisturized, with a baby-like red color.

It was unknown how long it had passed, but inside the large white cocoon created by Herzog, a pure white claw tore it apart from the inside out.

"Power! This is the power of God!"

A pair of white dragon claws were reflected in his blazing golden eyes. Herzog roared to the sky, venting the joy and madness of having his wish fulfilled.

Then he flew high into the sky and came all the way to the bottom of the clouds of the Nibelung.

White-purple electric light flickered from time to time, illuminating its white scales. The wings behind it slowly fanned the wind, and it hovered between heaven and earth like a huge cross. The reflection on its scales illuminated the darkness.

Soon, as the power flowed in his blood, his perspective changed, as if he could see the flow of elements.

Red fire, blue water, black earth and white wind... these four basic elements besides spirit are flowing violently in the sky and on the earth. The chaotic elemental storm causes wind, rain and tsunamis, changing the entire environment.

It turns out that this is the power of the dragon clan. They can directly see the essence of the world and control the world by controlling the elements.

And now, I can do all of this, even better!

"I am already the only one in the world..."

Buzz——————!!!
Amidst the deafening buzzing sound, an extremely terrifying force suddenly came from above his head, like Thor's hammer smashing down, knocking the god out of the sky.

At the same time, a sarcastic laugh sounded in my ears.

"Silly beep!"

(End of this chapter)