Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

At the family headquarters, Tachibana Masamune stood on the steps, looking at the heads of the various families in front of him. His tone was not harsh, but rather somewhat gentle.

"The Demon Clan wants to pull the Uesugi family head into their camp, which is absolutely unacceptable, but..."

He glanced at Genjiro and said in a low voice, "Now is not the time to start a war. Everyone must remain restrained."

"Hai!"

The heads of the families bowed.

"Wait a moment."

Just as everyone was about to leave, Genji spoke up and stopped them all.

"Elder, please only let me take a few people with me, and don't trouble the other tribesmen."

His words greatly surprised Tachibana Masamune.

He was the one who was previously jumping around and wanted to turn Tokyo upside down, but now he has suddenly calmed down.

"Now that the location has been determined, and Norma has even used satellite positioning to ensure it won't be lost again, then..."

Genji carried the Spider Cutter and the Doji Cutter on his back and said in a low voice, "It's best if I handle this alone, so that things won't escalate. I know that the patriarch doesn't want to fight the Demon Clan right now."

I Have a Scroll of Ghost and Deity Illustrations

As the king of mixed-race people, he believed he had the absolute power to solve the problem.

Moreover, an anonymous message was sent to his phone three minutes ago: If the Snake Clan were to mobilize on a large scale, the entire Tokyo underworld would receive a 100 billion yen bounty for capturing Uesugi, and his location information would be shared with everyone. Believe me, it's not difficult.

On the street, a handsome boy stood in the thin sunlight, wearing a white shirt and black suit, with neat straight hair, holding a bunch of tulips that were about to bloom, and walked slowly.

Everyone was amazed when they first saw him, but it took them a second look to realize that he was a boy.

He gazed into the distance, his eyes calm and profound.

Brother... if it can't be avoided...

Let's have a showdown.

Chapter Seventy-Two: Hold Me Tight!

"Our whereabouts have been leaked."

Inside the dark SUV, Sakurai Kogure's expression suddenly turned serious: "Kogure, buckle your seatbelt. The rest of the trip... won't be very comfortable."

Xia Mu said "Oh," and looked out the window without any change in expression.

“What’s happening now is outside our plan. Aren’t you worried? If you’re really taken back, you won’t be able to leave.” Sakurai Kogure said, a little puzzled.

Xia Mu shook his head casually.

He was the one who started the tracking, so what kind of reaction could he have? Not laughing out loud was just the self-cultivation of an actor.

He believed that if it were Erii, she would also be just as calm, because apart from the sound of the clapper, she faced everything with a detached and indifferent attitude.

Perhaps it's due to the power of bloodline...

Xia Mu felt the blood within his body constantly strengthening, unsure of how much power he could currently unleash.

If any dragon were willing to stand still and let him poke it, that would be great; let's see if the power of the Spirit Fire is truly similar to that of the Philosopher's Stone.

[Congratulations, host, your popularity score has reached 5.]

Xia Mu's spirits lifted.

He has a lot of experience in boosting popularity, knowing that it requires preparation and waiting, but also new works and breakout moments to keep it going; otherwise, it will gradually decline.

The Great Luo of All Worlds

Before leaving Tokyo, there's one more promise I can't forget.

"coming!"

Sakurai Kogure gave a low shout and decisively stepped onto the floor.

The next second, Xia Mu felt himself being slammed against the back of the seat, the powerful push instantly doubling his acceleration.

Before the bloodline fusion, this extreme acceleration would definitely have caused him chest tightness and discomfort, but now he feels no change.

In the early stages of becoming a hybrid, one is no different from an ordinary person, but in the details of daily life, one will gradually deviate from the realm of ordinary people, and can be considered... a superman.

If I participated in a 100-meter race now, I could break the world record in no time.

Xia Mu saw the familiar Hummer in the rearview mirror.

Yuan Zhisheng!

"They came so fast..."

Sakurai Kogure remained calm.

Under her control, the SUV resembled a black fish swimming on the elevated road, speeding through the traffic and leaving one car after another behind.

The scenery outside the window gradually blurred, turning into streaks of light.

"boom!"

But at that moment, the car suddenly shook.

When Sakurai Kogure glanced in the rearview mirror, she saw Genji's cold, hard face in the driver's seat of the Hummer behind her.

The face that resembled Kazama Ruri made Sakurai Kogure pause for a moment, then she understood that this was a warning.

A car traveling at high speed can easily be destroyed and people killed in a violent collision, so the Hummer only experienced a minor collision.

"Humph!"

The Demon Clan is the natural enemy of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, and the Snake-Headed Eight Families hate them to the bone, because people can never forgive betrayal.

Sakurai Kogure couldn't just surrender, after all, she wasn't the only one in the Demon Clan!

"Waaah—"

The engine roared like thunder, and the car body transformed into a black lightning bolt.

Sakurai Kogure's eyes lit up with a golden light.

Genjiro noticed that the car in front suddenly accelerated abnormally, completely contrary to the laws of car driving. Instead, it was like a person running, able to change lanes at any time without being thrown off by centrifugal force.

"She used a word of power, probably a wind-based word of power, to manipulate airflow and affect the car's trajectory."

Genji made his decision and, without turning his head, said to Sakura in the passenger seat, "Go ahead, you know what to do."

"Hai."

Sakura suddenly crossed the passenger seat and headed towards the back of the car.

She was tall and slender for a girl, and it was impossible to imagine how freely she moved around in the limited space of the car unless you saw it with your own eyes.

As she crawled, she removed her suit and shirt, revealing a black fabric clinging to her body, covered with metal blades.

The Hummer's rear hatch opened, and Sakura, holding onto the hatch as if weightless, flipped onto the roof, clinging there like a black spider.

She stood up straight, legs apart, and waved forward.

The thrown weapon made a sharp sound as it cut through the air.

Xia Mu felt the car shake slightly, and then both rear tires exploded at the same time.

Although the weapon Sakura threw was thin, it was extremely sharp. It was embedded in the surface of the tire, and after the wheel turned once, these metal blades were pressed into the tire.

She punctured both rear tires at the same time for Xia Mu's safety, to prevent the car in front from overturning directly.

But the SUV in front did not gradually stop as she had hoped. Instead, it let out a final, desperate roar and suddenly plunged off the auxiliary road a kilometer away.

"squeak--"

The sharp, screeching sound was unpleasant, and the tires even emitted thick smoke from scraping against the ground, momentarily obscuring the view of the car behind.

Then, the SUV drove over the speed bump, and its desperate hum gradually came to an end.

"get off!"

Without saying a word, Sakurai Kogure unbuckled Natsuki's and her own seatbelts, kicked open the car door, and jumped out with her slender and agile body.

At this moment, Xia Mu also jumped off the car in a cooperative manner.

"Boom boom boom..."

At that moment, different engine roars suddenly sounded at the exit of the auxiliary road, and several obviously modified vehicles quickly arrived, blocking the intersection and stopping the Hummer on the elevated road.

"follow me!"

Without looking back, Sakurai Kogure ran straight to a parked sports car, got into the driver's seat without turning around, and started the engine quickly.

However, Natsuki, whom she expected to immediately sit in the passenger seat, did not appear.

Sakurai Kogure was startled and quickly jumped out of the car to look, only to see Natsuki Haruka waving at her from afar.

"Goodbye, Sister Kogure."

A sleek, black motorcycle was parked on the side of the road, and Chu Zihang handed him a black helmet.

Xia Mu quickly pressed his forehead to the ground and straddled Chu Zihang's back.

Chu Zihang stepped on the brake and twisted the accelerator.

"Waaaaah—"

The roar echoed all around.

But seeing that Sakurai Kogure had already run over, she hadn't even driven her motorcycle away.

"Hey senior, you're not planning to keep the brakes on forever, are you?" Xia Mu complained.

Chu Zihang glanced at Sakurai Kogure, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Hold me tight."

"Uh…"

Xia Mu instantly realized why Chu Zihang was hesitating.

If you don't hold on tight while riding a motorcycle that travels at speeds comparable to a sports car, you're guaranteed to be thrown off!

"quick!"

Chu Zihang roared.