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Chapter 86 The Lord of Hosts (Part Two)

"They're the enemy, aren't they?" Zero pondered as he drew a silver dagger from his waist.

"I see, the Kanto branch has betrayed us." Miyamoto Shigeo, who had just woken up, looked rather grim. If the members of the Kanto branch had taken control of Akai, their plan to kill the gods would likely be in jeopardy.

"If we're going to fight them, we'll use this one from our family, my friend in Kassel." He took the "Kikuichimonji Norimune" and a large black umbrella from the other staff. The "Kikuichimonji Norimune" was the highest family heirloom given to him by Genji.

Many members of the family still uphold certain traditional beliefs, and no one thought of ignoring the knife even in the harsh environment of the tunnel. "Kikuichimonji Norimune" is even more important than their own lives in the hearts of some researchers.

Miyamoto Shigeo lent out such a supreme token without hesitation. Now is not the time to hide it; the remaining dozen or so family researchers are all guys with little combat ability.

He could only hope that the girl in front of him was a top student from the University of Kassel and could use her great power to hold off the three traitorous bastards in front of him.

"Five minutes, and the mercury will be completely drained into the lake." Miyamoto Shigeo quickly activated all the waterproofing systems inside the red well, opening more than a dozen drainage outlets on the well walls.

The girl took the black umbrella and the famous sword, nodded, and it was unclear whether she had taken Miyamoto Shigeo's words to heart. No matter what, she always gave people a feeling of "indifference," like icy water flowing through dewy grass in a snow country. If it weren't for her beauty, which was hard to ignore, she would probably be a ghost-like figure.

Five thousand tons of mercury stored on the well wall are being poured into the Red Well from more than a dozen drain outlets, just like a dozen silver dragons gathering at the well to drink water.

Five thousand tons of mercury is nothing compared to the capacity of an underground lake. Even if all five thousand tons of mercury stored on the well wall were poured into the Red Well, it wouldn't be as spectacular as any famous natural waterfall, but this long river of mercury would be enough to threaten the god-like Yamata no Orochi.

Mercury has a lethal effect on dragons, and for hybrids, the higher the bloodline, the greater the impact.

The most famous pure-blooded dragon in history to die from mercury was Attila the Hun. After marrying Idicus, a Burgundian girl, Attila died in his sleep during the wedding banquet when a blood vessel in his nose ruptured, causing blood to flow backward and suffocating him.

His life was legendary, and figures based on Attila's life appear in both the Nibelungenlied and the Forsongssagas. In the epics written by people of mixed race, he was entangled with Princess Honoria, the sister of the Roman Emperor Valentine III.

Attila swept across many lands during his lifetime, earning him the title "Scourge of God" among Europeans. Some Secret Society studies even suggest he might not have been an ordinary pure-blooded dragon but a dragon monarch. Yet, he died from an unknown poison concocted by Honoria and a mercury river.

Of course, there is another version within the Secret Society: Attila, the emperor of the Huns and the destroyer of Europe, was murdered by the woman he loved. Attila died because of his own lust; Honoria's beauty was the real poison, and when betrayed, Attila acquiesced to his own death.

Silver droplets hovered in mid-air. Staying in this mercury vapor environment for an extended period of time was dangerous for both the three members of the Kanto branch and the girl. Both sides had things to do, so there was no need to chat.

Drawing his katana, Kotetsu charged forward to use the Satsuma Jigen-ryu style, one of the ancient Japanese swordsmanship schools. This school pursues relentless advance, completely disregarding the opponent's reaction, and emphasizes "overwhelming the opponent with sheer force."

He raised his sword high above his right shoulder, ready to cut the girl in front of him in two without any mercy.

In this position, he was guaranteed to win no matter what. Kotetsu felt that victory was in his grasp. If the girl dodged to the side, she would be exposed to a small shooting range. If the girl used a block, she would be passively caught in his rhythm. Even though they were evenly matched before, he had a great advantage in this position.

The large kasaya slash, which could be executed diagonally from above, was intercepted before it could even be swung out.

Kotetsu made a mistake from the very beginning. Zero's reaction speed and strength were not on the same level as his. In the matter of swordsmanship, Zero could easily block his large-scale saber with one hand and easily kick him in the abdomen and chest area twice in a row.

He threw out a black umbrella to block the view, and Zero, carrying the unconscious Kotetsu as a human shield, quickly stepped forward. Everything happened so fast that Tsuyoshi only had time to raise his gun to fire before being hit by the thrown Kotetsu.

The blonde girl struck Xiaoxiao's left wrist, which was holding the gun, with the hilt of her knife. She then pressed her fingers against Xiaoxiao's temple, causing Xiaoxiao to collapse to the ground, completely losing consciousness.

These two elites from the Kanto branch of the Snake Clan couldn't even last three moves together; it was utterly disgraceful.

"Looks like we need to finish this quickly!" Akechi Asuya became inexplicably excited.

He was an extremely restless guy who liked to challenge strong people everywhere. Because of this, his intuition was also honed to an excellent level. He considered himself a "strongman radar," just like some men who had been in nightclubs for a long time could be called "beauty radar."

Compared to Chu Zihang, an oddball who came from a humble background, the girl in front of him was the formidable opponent he had always dreamed of—cold, efficient, and with superb swordsmanship.

Facing the girl in front of him, Akechi Asuya was even a little nervous. He had always considered himself one of the strongest in Japan, but he had never fought anyone whose strength might surpass his own. Genji had always refused to fight him one-on-one.

Just as he was about to get closer, he suddenly noticed that there were some splashing silver beads in the white steam floating in front of him.

It was the shimmering lake that made them both turn around to investigate.

They saw a massive, whale-like black shadow sweep across the mercury lake and then sink, its sharp white light drawing a silver arc that could be felt even through the water.

"The Three Sacred Treasures!" Akechi Asuya exclaimed in horror.

The three sacred treasures he referred to were not the three sacred treasures of Japan in the 60s—color television, air conditioner, and private car—but rather the legendary Kusanagi, one of the three sacred treasures that has been worshipped for generations.

Many staff members also recognized the legendary artifact beneath the lake, and a great fear spread. If it weren't for their family's upbringing, they would only have one thought: to flee immediately.

But something was wrong. Anyone with eyes could see that the mercury lake had turned a different color—crimson blood.

Blood is flowing; even God is bleeding.

The blood of God is a color close to that of humans, which is a very strange phenomenon, but there are many records of it.

The Kojiki states that "Susanoo took his ten-handed sword and cut the great serpent into several pieces, turning the waters of the Hii River red with blood." The family also has records of the blood from the great serpent staining the nearby rivers bright red.

Akechi Asuya stood frozen in place.

He couldn't understand how the omnipotent god the demons had boasted about could bleed from mercury without even triggering an explosion. The king had told him that every drop of the god's blood was extremely precious, capable of transforming ordinary hybrids.

Something blood-red flew out of the lake, trailing a white tail.

One of the heads of the Yamata no Orochi, along with part of its pale white cervical vertebrae, appeared before the world in such a wretched state. One of its eight heads flew out of the Mercury Lake.

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