Dragon Raja: Starting with acquiring Orochi, a counterattack against the gods.

"So, my wonderful girl, why did you stop at the last moment? Killing that fool would have made you stronger, wouldn't it?"

Looking at the smiling man staring at her, Yuan Zhinu felt a chill run down her spine.

She is now almost certain that this entire tomb raiding mission was a trap set by this man, and he may be the mysterious administrator.

Through the probing of those Deadpools, this guy figured out the pattern of her evolution and learned that she enhanced her bloodline through killing.

Knowing all this, he didn't care at all. He even specially sent out a dragon-shaped corpse guard, as if to test her strength, or as if to send her to be killed.

He was expecting her to completely evolve.

This cunning man, as treacherous as a fox, spent decades setting up such a grand scheme in Japan; in the end, Herzog was merely his puppet.

Regardless of his purpose, the dragon doctor was a very important pawn, but all of this was shattered by Genji, and Herzog was even beheaded.

This situation must have been really bad, so the major who had been hiding behind the scenes finally couldn't sit still any longer. He personally stepped forward, just to meet with Genji, the little pawn who had changed everything.

Recalling everything that had happened before, Genji discovered too many coincidences, and this man seemed to be trying to turn her into the next Herzog.

She was completely unaware of what was happening and could even raise her knife at Old Tang without any psychological burden. If it weren't for Chu Zihang's intervention, Old Tang would have been dead by now.

Regardless of whether he is the Bronze and Fire King who has not yet been revived, at least before he is fully awakened, he is just a somewhat timid man. Despite being so cowardly, he saved her and Chu Zihang several times, making him a kind of pushover in some ways.

If this had happened many years ago, would she have swung her knife at Old Tang so effortlessly, regardless of whether he was the Dragon King or not?

the answer is negative.

Unbeknownst to her, she had quietly changed so much. The repeated killings had numbed her to death. As her bloodline increased wildly, she became more and more like a dragon—a cold, bloodthirsty, brutal, and insane reptile.

But she had been completely unaware of it until now, when she suddenly realized it and felt a chill run down her spine.

The man was still looking at her, as if trying to see into her deepest thoughts, his gaze filled with undisguised inquiry.

An unnamed anger rose from the bottom of her heart. Genji suddenly realized that such nonsense was meaningless and had even given this guy a chance to observe her.

She pulled out a knife and pointed the blood-stained weapon at the man's face.

"You'd better be honest and tell me everything you want to know, or else..."

"Or cut off my head? Like you've cut off kings and generals countless times."

Bondarev interrupted her directly, seemingly unconcerned. Genji looked at the man warily, unsure of his strength.

But no matter their strength, since they dared to appear in front of her, she was determined to seize the opportunity.

“She’s got quite a temper, but it would be too ugly to have her head chopped off.” Bondarev chuckled, but blood suddenly trickled from the corner of his mouth. “We’ll meet again.”

"I will always be watching you, forever and ever."

Seeing this, Yuan Zhinv sensed something was wrong and instinctively stepped forward to stop him, but the handsome man had already fallen to the ground and stopped breathing completely.

She frowned deeply, and before she could think further, a sharp whistle suddenly rang out outside the tent. The man's death seemed to be some kind of signal, and the entire camp began to riot.

Feeling extremely agitated, Yuan Zhinu picked up her knife and was about to rush out. She was very annoyed. Since these people had run into her trap, they shouldn't blame her. These bastards who turned people into Deadpools so easily were just a menace to her.

But just before she was about to rush out the door, she suddenly saw something in the corner.

……

"Holy crap! Has she been found out?"

Hearing the sudden, sharp alarm from the camp, Old Tang, who was hiding far away, was startled and quickly went to ask Chu Zihang, who was beside him.

Chu Zihang's expression grew increasingly serious, and he raised his knife, ready to charge into the camp.

"Don't go over there!" Old Tang held onto the boy tightly. "That girl is so crazy, she can handle it, but we two are just ordinary mortals who can't withstand a few bullets!"

"No, I have to go help her." Chu Zihang pushed away Old Tang's hand that was holding him. His face was expressionless, but his voice was extremely firm: "That's my senior sister."

"Damn it, why won't you listen to advice, kid!"

Watching the boy rush into the chaotic camp without hesitation, Old Tang was caught in an unparalleled dilemma.

Now was the perfect opportunity for him to escape. The demonic girl had no time to care about him, and the boy had also left him. He was all alone.

If he turns around and leaves right now, fleeing the Sahara Desert overnight, he can fly freely in the sky and say goodbye to those two lunatics forever!

But watching the two children disappear into the distance, he remained uneasy.

In fact, Lao Tang has always been a bit of a worrier, but he has almost no friends, so he can only worry about the loser he met while playing games.

Although she was still very afraid of that demon-like girl, the boy was indeed quite nice to her. Maybe she should sneak a peek and leave once she saw that he was alright.

Thinking this through, the conflicted man still quietly followed them, and then he witnessed a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life.

A tall girl carried a rocket launcher on her shoulder and fired at everyone who shot at her. Her long, black hair danced wildly behind her, but her posture was as upright as a pine tree.

She neither dodged nor flinched at any of the bullets, and those bullets were deflected directly when they hit her!

A closer look reveals that her entire body is once again covered in scales, even her face is faintly covered in them. Her delicate and beautiful face now looks extremely eerie against the backdrop of those scales, just like the snake woman Medusa from mythology.

Those pale scales were just as hard as the black scales on the previous monster, and even harder; ordinary firearms simply couldn't break through her defenses.

The rocket launcher she somehow produced was a truly terrifying behemoth; each roar brought a massive explosion. Old Tang vaguely recognized it as a military-grade long-range rocket launcher, undoubtedly a terrifying weapon.

Fear gradually filled the eyes of those surrounding the girl, and even the hands holding the guns trembled. They kept firing, but it was all in vain and had no effect. That girl was a monster!

But just as they were about to retreat, a violently burning wave of fire suddenly attacked from behind, and a boy dressed in black walked on the flames. He pursed his lips, and his cold face was blazing with fiery golden eyes.

As he drew nearer, fierce flames engulfed everyone; before they could even fire at the boy, they were burned by the scalding gun.

The steel was heated to a fiery red, the plastic was melting, and the clothes were burning. Countless people let out distorted and sharp screams, but before they could escape, the roar of rockets exploded behind them again.

They were surrounded by two people.

Old Tang breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. He turned to leave, but as soon as he turned his head, he felt a pain in his chest. He looked down in disbelief and saw a blackened, charred bullet hole.

That's just how unlucky he was; in the chaos, a stray bullet from who-knows-where just happened to hit him.

Before he collapsed, Old Tang was filled with sorrow, and his last thought was that he must check the almanac before going out next time.

When Yuan Zhinv and Chu Zihang were about to leave after destroying the entire camp, they were both surprised to find Lao Tang lying innocently outside the camp.

"This guy's luck... no wonder he got killed by that loser in the end." Genji said speechlessly.

Chu Zihang couldn't hear what she was muttering, but a hint of anxiety appeared in his eyes. He looked at her and called out, "Senior Sister!"

Yuan Zhinv clicked her tongue in annoyance, squatted down to check the injuries, and said after a moment, "He needs immediate treatment, otherwise he might die. But given the conditions in the desert, it's hard to find a way to save him. Maybe I should just kill him and make it quick."

"Senior sister..."

"Why are you so annoying, you silly kid!" Yuan Zhinu glared at him fiercely, took out her phone from her pocket, scrolled through her contacts, and made a call.

"Hey Dad, I'm on a mission in the Sahara right now. Can you send a helicopter with a medical team?"

"Oh, don't get excited. It's not me who's injured. It's a friend of mine. Yes, it's urgent. Okay, I'll send you the location."

After Yuan Zhinv finished speaking, she hung up the phone and looked up to meet Chu Zihang's puzzled gaze.

"Your dad...isn't he a ramen vendor? He even has a helicopter?"

Yuan Zhinv casually replied, "Yeah, selling ramen is more profitable."

She sent her current location while typing.

—Dad, I want to raise a dragon.

Chapter 83 Actually, I prefer girls

Regarding the question of whether or not to kill Old Tang, Yuan Zhinu was still hesitant. Killing him would fulfill Bondarev's wish, while not killing him would mean giving up this opportunity for advancement. It was a very difficult decision.

Since she found it difficult to decide, Yuan Zhinv decided to wait for the simulator to refresh, simulate it once, and then make a decision.

But regardless of whether he's killed or not, this guy absolutely cannot be out of control; that's beyond doubt.

Giving it to the academy is impossible. After all, the Kassel Academy is a hybrid organization under Angers, and while they can cooperate, they are not trustworthy.

Genji would never do something like dividing peaches.

Fortunately, the Japanese underworld has now been eradicated. After Herzog's death, the Snake Clan has been revitalized and, under the control of Uesugi Kotsu, is at least an organization of their own.

The old man who sold ramen seemed to have awakened some kind of child-slave nature. Although he had no interest in managing the underworld family at first, he resolutely chose to return so that his three children would not be bullied.

Although she didn't quite understand this feeling, in Genji's heart, Uesugi Echizen was more trustworthy than Angers.

After hesitating for a moment, Yuan Zhinu deleted the words on her phone one by one. It was better not to keep a record of such important things; it would be more reassuring to say them face to face.

When the massive helicopter roared in, Chu Zihang's expression became quite interesting, especially when he saw several well-trained military doctors jump off the plane and immediately salute Yuan Zhinv. His gaze became complicated.

However, he didn't say anything in the end. After all, Genjiro didn't look like a girl from an ordinary family, and he was already prepared for that.

When the plane landed and Chu Zihang saw the countless men in black standing in neat rows waiting for him, he suddenly realized that he might not be mentally prepared enough.

Amidst the deafening roar of the propellers, dozens, even hundreds, of men in black bowed simultaneously. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, almost practiced, as if they had done it countless times before.

Yuan Zhinü was already used to such scenes. She recognized that many of these people were members of the Fierce Demon Clan. In the past, no matter where she went, these people would bow like this and respectfully call her Dragon King.

However, the way they addressed each other changed, and the men called out in unison, "Young Master."

Yuan Zhinu raised an eyebrow slightly; she couldn't remember when she had become the young master.

The crisp sound of wooden clogs hitting the ground came from ahead, and all the men in black made way at the same time.

Sakurai Kogure, dressed in a red kimono, walked at the front with a bow, followed by a kind old man and an excited girl.

At the end of the group, a boy who looked very similar to Yuan Zhinü followed silently. He seemed somewhat hesitant, his dark eyes filled with both expectation and worry. His hands, hidden inside his clothes, were clenched tightly, his nails digging into his flesh, yet he felt no pain whatsoever.

Before Yuan Zhinv could even grasp the scale of the situation, a red figure suddenly pounced over. Instinctively, she reached out and caught the girl running towards her in her arms.

Erii hugged Genji tightly around the waist, burying her face in Genji's arms, her expression full of affection.

"Eri, don't bother your sister." The old woman's kind voice rang out, but Erii not only ignored her, she hugged her even tighter.

Genji reached out and gently patted the girl's back, soothingly stroking her dark red hair. When she looked up, she saw Sakurai Kogure with red eyes.

"Welcome back," Sakurai Kogure said softly. "How was school?"

Yuan Zhinv thought for a moment, then nodded reservedly: "This school is quite friendly, and the people there are interesting and their conversations are interesting."

"That's good, otherwise I would definitely have gone to cause trouble for Angers." The kind-faced old man smiled gently.

Uesugi glanced at Chu Zihang, who had remained silent beside Genji, a dark glint flashing in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He asked casually, "And who is this?"

“She’s my classmate, she’s on a mission with me, so I brought her along,” Yuan Zhinu replied casually.

For some reason, Chu Zihang felt that as soon as Yuan Zhi Nu said those words, several pairs of eyes subtly scrutinized him, and the feeling was definitely not friendly.