A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 382 Ince wasn't dead? No, actually he was!
"That's... the remains of the White King?!" Genjiro suffered a severe back injury from the trial, but thanks to a healing potion that Asou Makoto hastily concocted from wild materials, the bleeding was barely stopped.

Aso not only helped Genji, but also stumbled over to Susie and retrieved the magic potion he had concocted to repair her severed limbs from her arms. He then fed it to Susie, allowing her to recover her limbs while she was unconscious.

Uesugi Kotsushi was in very bad condition, suffering greatly from the disease, and collapsed into a coma. Aso Makoto, Finger, and others were unable to answer Genji's questions.

Only Chen Motong's expression grew increasingly grim: "Cough cough! It must be cough! Just now, when I was controlling the Yamata no Orochi, I sensed, cough cough, that there is a very powerful mind within the Yamata no Orochi."

Chen Motong's words almost definitively confirm that the White King's consciousness still resides in the Holy Remains.

The so-called "holy remains" did not live up to the word "holy" at all. It looked like a malformed embryo, with a swollen head and a single, cloudy eye. Behind the eye was a spine covered in flesh, with ribs protruding from the fleshy layer. It looked disgusting.

Just as Erii was about to make a move in the face of the rapidly approaching, parasitic holy remains, the sound of the clapper on the radio changed again!

Like a conductor in a symphony orchestra, when the sound of the clapper changes, Erii seems to become a different person; the coldness and aloofness in her eyes disappear, and she returns to her innocent ignorance of the world.

In this state, Erii, who had just been unstoppable, completely lost her guard. In the next instant, the Holy Relic successfully broke through Erii's abdominal cavity and entered it.

Erii looked as if she had been punched in the stomach, her body bent like a shrimp. No one could see that at this moment of bending over and bowing her head, the corners of Erii's mouth were slightly upturned in an extremely suppressed manner, just like a fisherman who had caught a fish.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" A wild laugh that everyone recognized blared from the loudspeaker: "Ince, Ince! You didn't expect this! You didn't expect this, did you!"

"Eri, whom you regard as the perfect vessel, has always been under my control!"

"Thank you, Ince, you have cleared all obstacles for me. You are my benefactor on my path to godhood, second only to Bondarev!"

Hearing the maniacal laughter coming from the radio, everyone immediately concluded: "Herzog!"

Just as Chen Motong was about to endure the pain and weakness brought on by the illness and release his virtual personality to search, more than thirty masked shadow warriors wearing energy masks jumped out from inside the Red Well and headed straight for the group.

This is Herzog's last remaining possession. Apart from these cloned Shadow Warriors, Herzog has nothing left. Without the Ancient Dragon Blood, it can no longer cultivate any more Dead Servants.

"Damn it!" Chen Motong started coughing up blood, and her head hurt even more than before, severely affecting the release of her extraordinary abilities.

Nuwa tried with difficulty to get up and protect everyone, but she felt dizzy and weak, and could barely stand: "Damn it, I shouldn't have let my people go chasing after the Fierce Ghosts!"

The pathogens in the body seem to cause increasingly severe symptoms over time.

Genjiro was in extreme pain, staring intently at the broadcast: "Herzog, Herzog...!"

Aso Makoto and Fingel weren't in much better shape; neither of them had the strength to get up, and their vision was blurred, making it impossible to see the exact distance to the enemy.

Chu Zihang, the only one unaffected by the disease, had been greatly weakened by Erii's trial and was powerless to stop it.

That's why Herzog thanked Ince on the radio, praising Ince for helping to clear the way for him.

Aso Makoto mustered his strength to release the Dark Barrier, while Fingel, in a drowsy state, raised the earthen wall, both thinking of doing their last bit of strength to protect their people.

Chen Motong also had a splitting headache and was in extremely poor condition. He had used all ten of his virtual personalities, but could only barely control ten cloned shadow warriors, who were fighting against more than twenty other shadow warriors.

There was no more energy left to search for Herzog's true identity.

At this moment, Herzog excitedly ran out of the facilities inside the Red Well, where he had been hiding at the very front line! He had been hiding inside the very dangerous Red Well!

Herzog took an unusual risk in order to steal the power of the White King.

Herzog has been hiding in the shadows for twenty years, with everything outside being handled by clones. Now, he has finally emerged from underground to reap his wonderful rewards!

Herzog, panting, carried the blood exchanger and jogged to Erii, whose eyes were filled with confusion.

One moment his eyes are as innocent and naive as a deer's, the next they are incredibly domineering, like a king above all living beings.

Erii's aura also became complex, sometimes like an innocent girl, sometimes like an emperor reigning over the world.

Herzog wanted to say something more, to mock the White Emperor he had trapped in the container. He knew that Erii's change was because the White King's consciousness was still preserved in the relic!
The White King is slowly taking over Erii's body, attempting to use this vessel to officially revive, but how could Herzog possibly give the White King that chance?

Herzog thought for a moment and then obediently shut up, not daring to say anything more. He hadn't forgotten that the Zhou and Bai families' clansmen might return at any time, and his time was very tight!
Don't waste time doing irrelevant things!

After putting down the blood exchanger, Herzog took out a clapper from his pocket and struck it. Under the influence of the clapper's sound, Erii's domineering aura gradually diminished until it faded into silence.

On the other side, everyone's vision was severely blurred, and they could see things more and more unclearly, except for Chen Motong, who was controlling the shadow warrior, who was able to see this scene.

"Are you kidding me?" The mighty White Emperor, who is on par with Nidhogg, the progenitor of the dragon race, was dealt with by the sound of a clapper.

Chen Motong had hoped to take advantage of the confrontation between the White King and Herzog to try and do something more, but this was the result? There was no time to make any small moves.

"Hahaha!" Herzog could no longer contain his smugness. He knew time was tight and he couldn't waste any more time, but he just couldn't suppress the overwhelming joy that welled up inside him!
He could only laugh as he connected to the blood exchange machine, exchanging his own blood with Erii's. As he laughed, blood vessels began to appear on Herzog's pores.

The blood-red threads greedily coiled around the corpse of the Yamata no Orochi, entwined the trees in the mountains, and even extended down into the Red Well, filtering out the toxic mercury and absorbing nutrients from the corpses of tens of thousands of dragon blood subspecies.

The embryonic blood of the Yamata no Orochi had already absorbed the blood of the dragon subspecies once, but due to the attack by Genjiro and the Snake Clan, the Yamata no Orochi broke out of its cocoon prematurely, leaving a lot of nutrients that were not completely absorbed. Now, all of these nutrients belong to Herzog.

Suddenly! Bloodshot discovered something—an incredibly unexpected and delightful surprise!

One heart!
A dark, nearly ten-meter-long heart! It was buried so mysteriously and inexplicably beneath tens of thousands of dragon-blooded subspecies.

What is this? When did it appear? A heart? The heart of the White King? A contingency plan prepared by the Holy Remains for his own resurrection?

As Herzog gradually metamorphoses, he senses an extremely tempting nourishment within this heart! It seems that swallowing this heart alone would be enough to transform the White King, let alone him, the one who stole the royal blood!

Eat it, eat it! A strand of blood greedily pierced through the mysterious black heart, penetrating deep inside, and feasted on it.

Power—Herzog felt an indescribable power surging into him.

Quite abruptly, the clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and thunder rumbled from the clouds that stretched for an unknown distance.

The shadow warrior controlled by Chen Motong felt hot, and the temperature of the surrounding air rose abnormally and rapidly, but Chen Motong himself, dozens of meters away, strangely felt an icy cold.

A little further away, about a hundred meters away, another shadow warrior's movements faltered, as if he were being pulled by a heightened gravity.

Amidst lightning and thunder, a torrential downpour poured down relentlessly, washing away everything in the world.

"Elemental cough cough! Elemental turbulence!" Fingel could no longer see clearly, but his spiritual abilities could keenly perceive the elements in the surrounding world, which were clearly in great chaos.

The man lying beside him, Genji, struggled to get up, but his severe injuries and illness made even turning over impossible, let alone standing up: "Cough cough! Erii... Herzog, how dare you... Erii!"

After muttering a few words and trying to turn over, Genjiro exhausted himself and fainted.

Unbeknownst to them, even more terrifying disasters were unfolding, with earthquakes occurring in various locations and an unprecedentedly powerful tsunami about to enter Tokyo Bay.

Tokyo Weather immediately issued its highest alert and sent emergency text messages to all residents.

Chen Motong and the others were unaware of these things for the time being, and could only watch helplessly as the ever-growing white cocoon rapidly broke open!

The power provided by that heart was immense, beyond imagination, even helping Herzog shorten the time it took to break free from the cocoon!
A ferocious black and white dragon claw tore through the white cocoon from the inside out, and a perfect creature burst out of the crack, lightly leaping and hovering in mid-air, spreading its black and white wings with unparalleled arrogance.

Herzog hovered in the sky, his entire body rising to a height of eight meters. He was more like a half-dragon than a dragon.

Standing tall in the sky, it resembles a giant cross, with prominent horns on its head and two horns on its left and right sides, one black and one white, somewhere between an angel and a devil. Not only its claws and wings, but also the scales covering its entire body are black and white.

"Hehehe!" Herzog's laughter changed after he transformed into a dragon: "White King, is this the trump card you left for yourself? A unique Dragon King-level heart?"

"No matter whose heart it is, it's mine! It's all mine! Now I stand in the heavens!"

The sheer joy of Herzog's success, the fulfillment of twenty years of ambition, was beyond words.

Previously, due to time constraints and the desire to steal the power of the White King, Herzog was so eager that he didn't have time to utter a whole host of triumphant words.

Now things were different. Herzog felt invincible, with endless time to say whatever he wanted: "Hooray! Hooray! A new era has begun!"

"A new era has dawned, in which countless lives are enslaved by me!"

In the distance, Pompeii was observing the scene of Herzogden's death from a distance via the 'Heaven's Retribution' satellite, a space-based weapon: "Damn it, is this elemental turbulence caused by the White King?"

"The satellite is obscured by dark clouds, we have to get there... no, the White King might still be lurking. The White King is most skilled in the mental realm, it would be safer to wait until Herzog dies once and then directly devour the White King's Dragon Bone Cross."

"Let them hold Herzog back for now. I'll find the right opportunity to unleash the Divine Punishment. Anyway, Lu Mingfei is still in the Red Well. At the crucial moment, the guy behind Lu Mingfei should make a move."

As it turns out, Pompey's fears were justified; going to the Red Well now was not safe, but not because of the White King, but because of Ince.

Herzog, who was soaring through the sky, suddenly heard Ince's voice: "I will accept this gift, Dr. Herzog."

"Hahaha!"

Strangely, Herzog, who was laughing halfway through, hurriedly stopped, forcing out a croaking sound. Before Herzog could even be surprised, the eight-meter-tall dragon body began to shrink.

An incorrect initiation ceremony; taking someone else's place in their initiation ceremony.

Originally, Herzog's theft of the White King's power did not strictly qualify him as a god, but Xu Lie kindly prepared the Black King's heart for Herzog, using the Black King's Sequence Zero position to help the White King cross that boundary.

"No, no! Ince, Ince! How could you still be alive?"

"What on earth did you do?"

"No, no, I was wrong. Take it, I'll give you all my power, please spare my life!"

The half-dragon, who should have been ruling the world, now spoke with the panic of a rat caught in a ditch.

But the dragon's body continued to shrink, slowly shrinking to a height of 1.8 meters. Its scales began to disappear, its wings began to dissipate, and the two horns on its head slowly turned into light dust.

"Quack! You can't talk like that!"

Herzog's voice faded into the distance, and the half-dragon fully transformed into human form, reverting to Ince's appearance.

Ince? He's not dead? Before Chen Motong could even be shocked, he was astonished to see Ince's face gradually blur and dissolve, transforming back into Xu Lie's appearance!
What?! Ince is really dead? Killed by Mr. Error?
Chen Motong blinked. Was she hallucinating from the high fever caused by Ince's disease? Why was she seeing Mr. Error?

(End of this chapter)