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

Chapter 130: The End of Dragon Three (The fourth day of the Lunar New Year! Good luck! Please vote for me at the beginning of the month!)

Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, one of the Eight Wonderful Skills, is the pinnacle of weapon refining in the world of one person.

Unlike ordinary weapon refiners who can only make a few magic weapons after spending most of their lives, Shen Ji Bai Lian can make magic weapons extremely quickly. Not only can he mass-produce lower-level magic weapons, but even high-end magic weapons are not difficult to produce.

The only trouble is that this magical skill requires talent in refining equipment. Even the main god version is no exception. It is difficult to get started by practicing alone.

Wu Xian seemed to lack talent in this area, and rather than spending time refining weapons, he preferred to use his fists to reason with others.

Even if he needs the help of magical instruments sometimes, he can give it to someone he trusts and has talent in this area, and let that person become his own exclusive instrument refiner.

For example, Chu Xuan in the main god space is a good example.

However, in addition to refining equipment, there is also a very interesting method in the Divine Machine Hundred Refinings, which is to control and transform objects in a very short time.

Even other people's magic weapons can be seized to gain control, which is equivalent to an alternative version of "Knights cannot die with bare hands".

Coincidentally, this is also the only skill Wu Xian has mastered in the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, and the object he is using to control now is exactly the copper pillar that was once used to imprison the White King.

There is not much description of this copper pillar in the original "Dragon Race", but it is the prop used by the Black King to execute the White King. It has not been damaged at all after thousands of years, which shows how strong its material is. It is likely to be a powerful alchemical creation.

As for its size… after all, legendary dragons have the ability to grow to any size they desire, and it makes sense that something that can trap a Dragon King can also grow or shrink.

This was Wu Xian's previous thought, and when he tried to control the bronze pillar by using the art of controlling objects, he knew that he was right.

At the same time, when he saw Wu Xian put his hand on the bronze pillar, a strong feeling of fear and anger instantly hit Herzog's heart.

This was not its own emotion, but a stress response generated deep in the genes of this White King's body. It was as if every cell was trembling, urging him to act desperately to stop Wu Xian's next move.

However, just as Herzog spread his wings and prepared to sprint, he suddenly felt something unusual.

Looking down, he found that blue talisman stripes had crawled all over his limbs and torso, and at the same time, strong electric light burst out, paralyzing his muscles and nerves all over his body, binding him in place.

Tongtian Lu——The Five Thunder Talismans that Traps Immortals!!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Under the bronze pillar, Wu Xian embraced it with both hands and roared like a beast from his throat, as if he wanted to pull it out of the ground.

And this towering copper pillar seemed to sense something, and began to emit dazzling light in all directions while shaking violently.

Seeing this scene, Herzog also roared to the sky, and terrifying power burst out in an instant, shattering those talismans in just a few seconds.

Then the dragon blood in his body surged, instantly restoring the paralyzed nerves to normal, and finally he flew into the golden light in front at a speed exceeding the sound barrier.

However, the next second, with a loud buzzing sound like a huge bell, Herzog's body flew backwards at a faster speed, hit a mountain hard, and then fell to the ground powerlessly.

After a moment, he stood up unsteadily. His chest was obviously sunken, and his spine was almost broken. It was obvious that he was smashed to pieces by some blunt object with pure force.

At the same time, the golden light slowly dissipated, and Wu Xian walked out holding a golden copper stick.

He stretched out his hand to weigh the copper stick, then made a gorgeous flower with it and let it hang behind him. Then he grinned and said, "Sure enough, it's just as I thought. It is indeed a handy weapon."

Having said this, he looked towards Herzog again, with a playful look in his eyes.

"Ten thousand years ago, the Black King used this copper pillar to trap the first White King and tortured him to death."

"A thousand years ago, Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi joined forces to nail the second generation White King to this bronze pillar."

"And now, it's your turn, the third generation White King, to be beaten to death by this bronze pillar... Don't you think this is also a part of fate?"

“Impossible! Impossible! This is impossible—!!!”

Upon hearing this, Herzog's eyes turned red, and he roared as he gripped the sword of Ame Murakumo in his hand, like a warrior swinging his sword at the devil, full of tragic atmosphere.

If he hadn't spread his wings and flown into the sky in the opposite direction.

"How should I put it? I'm not surprised at all. It's a pity..."

Wu Xian looked up at the white figure that was gradually moving away, and couldn't help but chuckle. Then he suddenly raised the golden copper stick in his hand and poked it down hard. As the copper stick extended at a rapid speed, it disappeared on the spot.

"you are too slow!"

The sound suddenly came from behind, which startled Herzog, but when he reacted, severe pain came from behind him.

The heavy force made him fall like a cannonball, but before he could touch the ground, he felt a pain in his crotch, and he flew into the sky again...

At this moment, Herzog seemed to have turned into a ball. A group of Wu Xian surrounded him from all directions, treating him as a baseball bat and hitting him with the copper sticks in their hands.

During this period, Herzog did think about resisting, such as using the sword Ame Murakumo to cut off the copper stick, but after several attempts, he could only leave a shallow white mark on it. In the end, he could not withstand the continuous heavy blows and was knocked out.

No one knew how long it had passed, but this one-sided massacre finally ended. The two figures entangled in the air suddenly separated, one flew into the sky, and the other crashed directly into the ground below like a meteor.

In the deep pit, Herzog's body, which had long lost its human form, was revealed. His wings were broken, his limbs had turned into rotten flesh, and the surface was full of pits and there was no good meat left.

In fact, this is not a fatal injury to the second-generation dragons and above, and the Dragon King can recover in a short time.

But strangely, Herzog's terrifying self-healing ability seemed to be greatly weakened, and there was no sign of improvement for a long time.

From this, it can be seen that the bronze pillar may have the ability to restrain the dragon attribute, just like the seven deadly sins.

"Uh...uh..."

Herzog was lying in the deep pit, making meaningless sounds in his throat. With his only remaining eye, he saw the fire in the sky that was getting closer and closer.

In a trance, he seemed to see an angry and roaring black dragon, swinging its claws of judgment at him.

Is this his final fate?
Really, I'm so unwilling...

boom--------------!!!!!
……

Ten minutes later, near Mount Fuji.

During the long silence, this world-famous active volcano began to tremble slightly, and faint flames emerged from the mountain pass, as if a huge disaster was about to happen.

"How is it possible! At this time..."

Near Yamanashi Prefecture, Minamoto Chisei's face changed drastically as he felt the trembling beneath his feet. He wanted to leave with his family of four and the people of the Snake Eight Clan. But suddenly, a flash of red appeared before his eyes. It was Eri's figure who brushed past him, running towards Mount Fuji.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Zhisheng's face became even uglier.

Damn it! Did this kind of bloody plot still happen?
Uesugi Koshi, Minamoto no Chisei, and even Minamoto no Chijo who had returned to normal all cursed in their hearts, but then they all chased after Eri, wanting to forcibly take their daughter (sister) away from this dangerous area.

But in the next second, the trembling around stopped abruptly, and the direction of Mount Fuji returned to calm.

Everyone looked at this scene in bewilderment, their faces full of confusion.

Only Eri was still running forward, her red and white shrine maiden costume fluttering in the wind like a cloud, and as the sun set in the sky, it was breathtakingly beautiful.

Just at this moment, the void on the road ahead twisted slightly.

Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, a tall and slender figure appeared out of nowhere, as if he had been prepared for it, and opened his arms with a smile.

When she saw the other person, a smile appeared on Eiry's face. When the two were less than three meters apart, she threw herself into his arms like a young swallow returning to its nest.

"I am back."

Wu Xian whispered in the girl's ear, his eyes and tone filled with indescribable tenderness and affection.

"Welcome back, Godzilla, and... I want to tell you something."

"what?"

Hearing this, a hint of curiosity flashed across Wu Xian's face.

Eri raised her head, reached out and touched Wu Xian's face, and whispered, "I don't want the world to like me anymore, because... as long as Godzilla likes me, I have won the whole world."

"Godzilla is the best!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Wu Xian on the lips.

……

Five days later, a private plane from Illinois, USA, just like someone did more than 20 years ago, slowly landed on the private tarmac of Haneda Airport.

Gilbert Jean Angers, a 130-year-old old gentleman, has gray hair and a gray beard that are meticulously trimmed, looking majestic and elegant.

He slowly walked off the plane, took a deep breath of the neon air, and let out a long sigh.

It’s like missing the gunfire and smell of gunpowder.

"Where is my second S-class student now, Norma?"

He whispered to the empty air.

The next second, a soft female voice rang out from the Bluetooth headset, "According to the last information, he returned to Genji Heavy Industries five days ago and hasn't left since."

"Genji Heavy Industries, the headquarters of the Snake Eight Clans?"

Hearing Norma's words, he raised his eyebrows slightly, then smiled and said to himself, "It seems that those gangsters are really becoming more and more dishonest. Is it because of the new head of the family?"

"I heard he's a very scheming young man, ruthless and merciless, even going so far as to kill his own adoptive father... Well, since I'm here, let me counsel him and help him avoid any future missteps."

"As for our S-rank..."

Speaking of this, Ange couldn't help but think of the news he had obtained from Norma and various forces in recent days. It must be said that except for the little white rabbit who was still taking extra classes in Kassel, none of the other S-levels were easy to deal with.

Look at the good things he did in the Neon branch, scraping the head of the Uesugi family, getting into conflict with the current head of the family, and then being suspected of being involved in the death of the previous head of the family...

Any one of these three things would be shocking, but he was involved in all of them. In addition, the academy has confirmed that his bloodline level is S-level, which is why he, the principal, had to come to Neon in person to take away this student with great potential.

Of course, in addition to these, he also has to investigate other things.

For example, what happened in Neon Tokyo more than half a month ago was so completely blocked that even Norma didn't know the details.

Thinking of this, Ange had already stepped out of the exclusive VIP channel, and then, not surprisingly, saw a large group of people in black suits appearing at the entrance, waiting for him.

As for the young man in the lead, he had seen the photo of him before coming. It was the current patriarch with deep scheming - Yuan Zhisheng!

"Wow, it's the head of the family who's here to greet me personally. What an honor!"

Ange slowly walked to Yuan Zhisheng's side, hooked his arm around the boy's neck and acted like a "good brother", "How about taking me to see the current prosperity of the Sheqi Eight Clans?

Ange exerted a little force on his arm, and Yuan Zhisheng also lowered his head slightly, looking at the traces of tattoos deliberately exposed on Ange's arm, and sighed helplessly.

"Of course, Principal, if it's your turn, you can come to inspect the Sheqi Eight Clan at any time. Besides, my father would also like to meet you."

"Your father?"

Ange was slightly surprised when he heard this, and subconsciously asked: "Tachibana Masamune? Isn't he dead?"

"No, I have nothing to do with that man."

Gen Chisheng said expressionlessly, pulling out a postcard from his pocket and handing it to Ange. "My father's name is Uesugi Yue, the 72nd Kage Emperor of the Snake Eight Clan. Also, someone asked me to give you something, Principal."

"Uesugi Yue... is your father."

After hearing the name "Uesugi Yue", Ange was stunned. He took the postcard and read the content on it in a daze, with the corners of his mouth twitching again.

"Dear Principal Ange, thank you for coming to Neon to see me. However, I'm going on my honeymoon and won't be able to follow your instructions for the time being. I hope we can officially meet in Kassel in four months. I'm very much looking forward to it... Signed: Your outstanding student, Wu Xian (＞＜)."

Angers: "..."

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Dragon Three is over! A new chapter begins!

Fourth day of the Lunar New Year! May everything go as planned! Seeking monthly tickets and investments at the beginning of the month!

(End of this chapter)