Simultaneous travel: City, infinite evolution

Chapter 394 Exposing Herzog [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Yuan Zhisheng, the heads of various families, and others stared wide-eyed. "A king? How could the head of a family be a king?"
It's fake, it's fake!
It must be this outsider who starts a fight at the slightest disagreement who is framing the glorious and dignified patriarch, attempting to sow discord between the patriarch and the Snake-Headed Eight Families. His intentions are despicable!

For a moment, the expressions on the faces of the people present changed. Some glared angrily at Chen Hong, some were surprised and doubtful, some looked at Tachibana Masamune with suspicion, and some looked at Tachibana Masamune with firm trust.

At this moment, Erii tugged at Chen Hong's sleeve. Chen Hong looked at Erii and saw her puzzled and pleading eyes.

Chen Hong sighed and took out a whip.

"Fine, let's just let this old guy tell us his conspiracy himself."

If I were to say this, you probably wouldn't believe me.

"This is the 'Truth-Telling Whip,' which will make even the most hardened person spill their innermost secrets after three lashes."

Chen Hong relaxed his oppressive aura slightly, allowing everyone to speak while kneeling.

Without saying a word, he lashed out three times with the whip, and secretly cast a few spells on him to make him tell the truth.

"Speak! Is your true identity Dr. Herzog, who faked his death and escaped from the Black Swan Harbor Dragon Clan Research Project of the Great Bear Alliance?"

Herzog felt an unbearable itch all over his body, and a strong urge to tell the truth welled up inside him.

He tried to force himself to lie and deny the facts with the will of an old cunning man, but as soon as he had this thought, the pain instantly increased a hundredfold.

From his internal organs to his bones and blood, it felt as if every cell was itchy and in excruciating pain, making him want to scratch his skin and tear his body apart.

The urge to speak the truth surged a hundredfold and was impossible to suppress.

Herzog had no choice but to tell the truth: "Yes, I am Herzog. I survived the explosion of the Black Swan Incident, underwent plastic surgery to become Tachibana Masamune, and infiltrated the Snake-Headed Eight Families under a new identity."

A commotion broke out among the crowd, who stared at Herzog in disbelief.

"The...the patriarch of the family is hiding his identity. Could there really be a conspiracy?"

Chen Hong followed up with another three lashes and a magic spell, then asked, "Are you Wang Jiang, the leader of the Fierce Ghost Clan? What are your purposes in playing two roles and guiding the Fierce Ghost Clan against the Serpent Clan?"

Herzog was reluctant to tell the truth, but under Chen Hong's tormenting tactics and in the face of absolute strength, all schemes and deep scheming were meaningless and easily exposed.

Otherwise, all of Chen Hong's abilities and strength would have been for nothing.

Unable to withstand the torment and the powerful mechanisms, Herzog was forced to answer:
"Yes, I am... the king."

Everyone was shocked. Their gazes toward their beloved patriarch, Tachibana Masamune, changed. Their faces were filled with disbelief, gloom, and even anger.

Herzog, having given up all hope, knowing that there was absolutely no chance today and that he had no further opportunity in the face of Chen Hong's power, simply continued:
"The Demon Clan are all demons whose bloodlines have gone out of control and fallen into depravity. They are naturally opposed to each other. I guide them to fight against the Hebi family."

One reason is to solidify his position within the Snake Clan, gain more power and funds, and research bloodline evolution potions, Deadpool, and the method to become the White King.

Secondly, it's to incite the demons' desire for divine blood to evolve into dragons, guiding them to search for the Sacred Relic. In a crucial moment, this relic can serve as a force, helping me to retrieve this vital treasure from Takamagahara. Only with the Sacred Relic can I evolve into the new White King.

"what!"

"impossible!"

Yuan Zhisheng looked at his beloved father, the patriarch who shouldered heavy responsibilities and devoted himself to his work, in disbelief.

He is the head of the Snake Clan and the leader of the Fierce Ghosts. He directed and acted in his own drama, fighting against himself. What about the countless warriors who sacrificed their lives?
A pawn? An ant? Deserving to be sacrificed?

Their desperate sacrifices became worthless cannon fodder.

This was unacceptable to Genjiro, and his glorious image as a father collapsed instantly.

The heads of the Snake Clan had extremely ugly faces, their expressions ashen.

No one expected that they would be completely fooled for decades, becoming a laughing stock.

Chen Hong wouldn't let Herzog evade the main issues and continued to expose the truth:
"Say!"

"Are you planning to use Erii as a vessel for the White King's remains, allowing the remains to parasitize Erii, filtering out the pure White King's blood, replacing your blood, and evolving you into the White King?"

Herzog's eyes widened. How could this man know so much about his plans? He hadn't revealed a single detail, so how did he know even such crucial details?
Herzog was filled with rage, but he was powerless against Chen Hong's methods and had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Yes...that's right, you're absolutely right. Erii is a perfect vessel that I specially cultivated to help me obtain the White King's bloodline and authority."

Erii glanced at Herzog in surprise. She hadn't expected that this patriarch, who usually treated her well, would use her as a tool and want her dead. This made her feel complicated.

Chen Hong held Erii's arm, and his concerned and worried look made Erii feel a little better.

Genjiro couldn't believe it. He never imagined that his most respected father would want to kill his most beloved sister. Had Tachibana Masamune ever told the truth all these years?

Genjiro's feelings toward Tachibana Masamune instantly became complicated, tinged with deep disappointment.

"Herzog, tell me, what did you do to Genjiro and Genjiro?"

Yuan Zhisheng immediately perked up his ears, his spirits lifted. Could it be that his younger brother, Yuan Zhinu, was not dead?
Herzog's face showed a mocking expression: "Both Genjiro and Genjiro were brought out of the mountains by me."

I approached Genjiro as a "King General," used an evolution drug to trigger his berserk state, and was "killed" by Genjiro, causing the brothers to turn against each other and embark on different paths. Oh, by the way, Genjiro, Genjiro, and Erii, you three are actually siblings, all conceived through IVF and possessing royal blood.

Actually, Genjiro's royal blood is more concentrated than Genjiro's.

However, Genji was too cowardly, so I had no choice but to guide her to develop a stronger Kazama Ruri personality.

"The one who has fallen into demonhood and wants to kill you is none other than Kazama Ruri's personality. How about that? Surprised? Unexpected?"

"Ah!...O-Dou-Dou!" Genji roared in grief and indignation, "Herzog! You deserve to die!"

Despite his frailty, Genjiro immediately punched Herzog in the face, which was mocking her.

Chen Hong deliberately eased Genjiro's suppression a little, letting him punch Herzog a few more times.

Only when Herzog was on the verge of death did Chen Hong wave his hand, widening the distance between Kaiyuan Zhisheng and Herzog.

Herzog, his face bruised and blood trickling from his mouth, glanced at Genji with a mocking disdain.

"I've spent so many years training you, you're such a useless piece of trash!"

Genjiro's eyes were bloodshot, but he couldn't do anything about Herzog. From childhood to adulthood, he had been completely manipulated by Herzog. Life was like a coffee table, full of tragedies, to be played with at will.

Herzog, your laboratory must be downstairs in this building, right?
"I bet there are a lot of Deadpools in there, right? Your so-called evolution serum must be based on Deadpool, right?"

Herzog gave Chen Hong a deep look. This man seemed to know everything, as if he had a precognitive ability, and he was shrouded in mystery.

But now that things have come to this, Herzog doesn't care anymore. All his plans have been exposed, and he's even weaker than his opponents. What can he do?

"Hehe, not bad, there are indeed a lot of Deadpools down there."

And he's a fallen member of the Snake Clan.

How does it feel to watch your loved ones become guinea pigs?
To tell you the truth, the reason so many members of the Snake Clan have fallen into demonhood over the years is largely thanks to my evolution potion.

How about it, are you surprised or surprised? "

Even the most shrewd and calculating family heads couldn't withstand Herzog's close-range attack.

Herzog!

"You bastard, you actually led our people to become demons and used them as experimental subjects! You deserve to die, you really deserve to die!"

Herzog ignored the glares from the heads of the various families that seemed to want to devour him, as if continuing to mock them.

"So, do you want to know how many Dead Servants are down there? Do you want to know which race they belong to?"

Want to know my serum formula? Want to get my research results?

The heads of the various families were furious, shouting, "Damn Herzog!"

“Let’s go down and see. I want to see just how many of our people Herzog has harmed.”

Chen Hong gave Herzog a deep look. He knew, of course, that the old man was trying to lure everyone to the underground laboratory.

But he didn't care. They were just ants. Old Bi Deng often didn't understand that all schemes and tricks were meaningless in the face of absolute power.

Soon, the group took a secret elevator to the secret base, which was several floors underground.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the can of Deadpool still inside.

This time, the evidence is truly irrefutable.

They even recognized many familiar faces of their own people among the bizarre-looking dead servants.

Most of them have dragon scales, dragon claws, and tails; they are reptiles, fish gills, deformed, and strangely shaped—they come in all sorts of forms.

I even saw a ferocious mermaid, swaying her tail, her sharp claws slapping against the high-strength glass wall, her mouth open, full of fangs, her body covered in dragon scales.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"Herzog, you beast! You have murdered so many of your people, turning them into Death Servants and your experimental subjects. You deserve to die!"

A quick count by the crowd revealed that there were hundreds or even thousands of Deadpools; it was practically a mass production of Deadpools.

No one expected that the seemingly respectable patriarch of the Tachibana family, Masamune, was secretly keeping so many assassins, and these assassins were from the Snake Clan.

This really upset them.

Everyone instinctively looked in Herzog's direction, only to find that Herzog was gone.

Everyone panicked and looked around frantically, only to see Herzog, taking advantage of their attention being focused on the Dead Men in the jars, had unknowingly retreated behind them.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Herzog knew he had been discovered. He grinned and suddenly pressed a hidden emergency button.

(End of this chapter)