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

Brushing the dust off his pants, Lu Mingfei dismissed these unrealistic thoughts and headed out to find the post office with his application letter.

The sunlight shone on his droopy face, making him look like an unwanted stray dog.

……

On the overpass, a black Bugatti Veyron drove quietly. The road conditions were good; this was the road into the city, and there weren't many people around at this time.

Genji drove with one hand, and Sakurai Kogure's complaining voice came through the car's Bluetooth.

"What kind of school is this? Why do we have to do missions during holidays? If you can't take it, let's just quit. There are so many universities in Japan, you can go to whichever one you want."

"It doesn't matter if your grades are a little low. You're the young master of the Snake Clan. I don't believe any school would dare to reject you! If anyone dares to reject you, we'll go and collect protection money from them!"

This charming and gentle girl suddenly became extremely irritable. The reason, of course, was that a few days ago, as soon as she got off the plane, she received news that she was going to China on a mission.

Genji almost went straight back to the plane, leaving Sakurai Kogure and Uesugi Koshi, who came to pick her up, completely bewildered.

After learning the reason, Uesugi Kotsu immediately called Angers and gave him a good scolding. Angers on the other end of the phone seemed very helpless and explained that he didn't want it to be like this, but Genji had failed too many courses and had to retake them, which was the school rule.

Just going on a mission to China was enough to offset more than a dozen failed courses. This was already giving face to his old friend. If he hadn't gone on the mission, he would have had to retake those courses when school started.

Uesugi was speechless. After hanging up the phone, he looked at the icy girl in front of him and hesitated for a long time before finally speaking hesitantly: "How about we skip the mission and I find someone to tutor you?"

Yuan Zhennu: "..."

Yuan Zhinv's face froze on the spot, and she immediately decided to go to China. Of course, she just preferred carrying out missions, not because it was too embarrassing for the young master of the underworld to have to take extra classes.

No, that's not true!

Before leaving, she still did a run of Old Tang... oh no, she simulated Old Tang once. The simulation process was nothing surprising, and the reward was also average.

I don't know if it's because she's just unlucky or because Old Tang hasn't awakened his character and can't get any good items. I'll just have to try again when I have another chance.

Inside the car, Sakurai Kogure's voice was still rambling on, like a wife waiting for her husband who had gone out to work, looking very resentful.

Genji could only comfort the irritable girl and repeatedly promised to return to Japan to be with her after completing the mission. Only then did Sakurai Kogure reluctantly hang up the phone.

Yuan Zhinv flipped through her phone with one hand, preparing to ask Professor Guderian for details.

In fact, when she heard about Guderian and the mission location, Genji had already pretty much figured out her mission objective.

That perpetually unlucky boy, the boy with a lion hidden in his eyes according to legend, but who never straightened up until the very last moment—she was finally going to start getting to know him.

However, at this point, Genji had gained some confidence, and her improved strength meant she was no longer the useless person she used to be who could be easily bullied.

The only thing I'm wondering about is that this point in the story is earlier than in the original novel. I wonder what changes have happened, and it would be better to call and ask.

But just as she scrolled to her contacts and was about to dial, she suddenly saw a small figure waving at her from the roadside ahead.

It was a boy, about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in a pure black tuxedo. His tender face shone with a glow. Although he was so small, his eyes revealed a kind of silence and sadness that said, "I have lived for thousands of years."

The overpass was empty except for the boy. No one knew how he got up there, dressed so neatly, as if he had just participated in some activity.

Yuan Zhinv slowly reduced her speed and stopped in front of the boy. She rolled down the window and asked, "Little friend, are you lost and need help?"

The boy didn't speak, he just looked at her quietly. He stood alone by the quiet roadside, as lonely as a puppy that had been kicked out of its home.

"Get in the car." Yuan Zhinv didn't look at the boy again, but simply unlocked the car: "We'll talk in the car."

The boy silently got into the passenger seat. Yuan Zhinv didn't speak again. She already knew the boy's identity, but she didn't expect this little devil who had been hiding so well to appear at this time. She was a little surprised.

Neither of them spoke; they simply gazed silently ahead, time passing slowly, like two people watching the sea.

"You seem to really enjoy meddling in other people's business," the boy said softly, breaking the increasingly tense silence.

Yuan Zhinü didn't speak, but just stared intently into the distance.

The boy didn't care whether he got a response or not; he just kept saying to himself, "I don't like people who meddle in other people's business."

"Therefore, I don't like you."

Chapter 107 The Devil's Little Greeting Gift

On the empty elevated highway, the Bugatti Veyron drove silently. The boy in the passenger seat tilted his head to look at the girl who was focused on driving and asked softly:

Do you know what happens to people who meddle in other people's business?

"They are all dead, and they died horribly."

"Is that so?" Genji replied casually, "Then I'm really looking forward to it."

"Aren't you afraid of me?" The boy tilted his head. He had a very pretty, round face with a childlike quality that was somewhere between a boy and a girl. Every move he made was gentle and elegant, as if he had never been born to step on dust.

He looked so small leaning against the passenger seat of the Bugatti Veyron, his pale golden eyes tinged with a faint red in the sunlight, unlike the cold and stern eyes of other golden eyes.

"Why should I be afraid of you?" Yuan Zhinv retorted. "Is it because you're a devil?"

"You really do know a lot of things. I'm actually very curious about how you know them. Would you be willing to tell me?"

Faced with this not-so-sincere question, Genji thought for a moment and answered seriously, "Guess?"

"Or you could tell me first why you suddenly appeared. Is it because I finally couldn't sit still any longer since I was about to contact Lu Mingfei?"

Upon hearing her words, the handsome boy suddenly smiled, but there was no smile in his golden eyes, only an icy chill.

"Have you always been this self-righteous?"

The boy sighed softly, seemingly unhappy. He looked at Yuan Zhinv and said, word by word, "I'm starting to dislike you a little now."

Yuan Zhinv shrugged indifferently: "Then you should look for your own problems."

"I don't think you're here to reminisce with me. We don't have any old memories to reminisce about. Just say what you have to say and don't waste time."

The boy simply shook his head: "I didn't come here to chat with you. I just came to see you and also brought you a gift."

"So kind of you? What about the gift?"

"Look, it's right up ahead, isn't it?"

Before the boy's voice had even finished, Yuan Zhinv suddenly realized that the scene before her had changed. The once bright and spacious overpass had suddenly become gloomy and dilapidated, with countless dense, thin ghostly figures silently watching her from both sides.

The ghostly figures had ashen faces, but their eyes were a chilling gold. Further away, a man riding an eight-legged steed could be vaguely seen standing silently.

In an instant, Genjiro realized where she was.

Odin's Nibelungen.

Clearly, the boy had used some kind of trick to lure her to this awful place.

Before she could even ask a question, she turned her head and found the passenger seat empty, as if the boy had never been there and it was all just her imagination.

But Yuan Zhinü knew that with her ability to see through illusions, she could never be deceived by any illusions. The boy had appeared and used an incomprehensible, strange ability to lure her here.

The road became increasingly muddy and slippery, and the Bugatti Veyron's engine roared under the strain, but the speed continued to decrease until it could no longer move forward even an inch.

The sound of light footsteps echoed around them, followed by countless sharp voices. A dense swarm of ghostly figures rushed forward, their eerie golden eyes gleaming with a thirst for blood.

The luxury sports car has become a cage, or perhaps a coffin for its final demise, while demons are approaching, and the deafening, shrill cries of babies fill the air, creating a horrific scene resembling purgatory.

An ordinary person might have been terrified by this situation, but after the initial surprise, Genji's eyes gradually lit up.

With a slight upturn of her lips, she actually laughed in such a terrifying and eerie scene!

She casually grabbed the long sword beside her, then pulled open the car door and got out.

But whether it was just a misperception or not, the moment the girl got out of the car and revealed her face, the ghostly figures that were rushing towards them seemed to pause, and their frantic pace slowed down a bit.

In memories that shouldn't exist, something terrifying seems to have happened, but they are dead, they can't remember anything, so after a slight pause, that strange feeling is forgotten.

They pounced on the fresh blood, their eyes filled with a bloodlust!

The man riding a tall horse in the distance seemed indifferent to everything, simply looking down at everything quietly, like a god observing the world.

Gods certainly don't care about ants fighting each other; they just need to stay high above.

But what God didn't know was that even the weakest ant has a heart that wants to kill God.

Genji first tied up her long hair, then casually gave the middle finger to the tall figure in the distance, and finally drew her long sword and excitedly pounced on the ghosts.

Deadpools are already dead creatures, so they shouldn't feel any fear or be afraid. But for some reason, when they saw the figure with a knife, grinning as it pounced on them, they suddenly felt disoriented.

For a moment, it's hard to tell who the vulnerable group is...

But Yuan Zhinü didn't care about these things' thoughts. All she cared about now was experience, experience, and experience!

Knowing the destination, she actually had the idea of ​​returning to Odin's hometown, as it was one of the few monster-hunting locations she knew the exact location of.

Moreover, Odin now has ulterior motives towards her, hoping that she will become the White King and then obtain her remains. Therefore, Odin will not easily take action before she truly becomes the White King.

This is practically like having a temporary invulnerability in front of Odin; it would be a shame not to cause some trouble in his lair.

Although she hadn't planned to come this early, now that she'd been led here, she wasn't going to be polite.

Genjiro suddenly pounced into the group of Deadpools, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

She brandished her long sword, the crimson blade flashing like a rapid drumbeat, striking Deadpool again and again. In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and heads flew off in disarray.

At that moment, it seemed as if the entire world was filled only with these overwhelming, bloody remains.

……

Meanwhile, less than 100 meters away, in a dark spot, a shadowy figure clung tightly to the edge of the overpass.

Listening to the hoarse, shrill cries and the sounds of sharp weapons cutting into flesh in the distance, and watching the horrific, hellish carnage, the shadowy figure couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "What a terrifying madman."

A woman's muffled voice came through the earphones: "Long Legs, move the camera up a little higher, I can't see what's happening."

After seeing such a horrifying scene, are you sure you can still eat potato chips?

As the shadowy figure spoke, he raised the miniature camera in his hand so that the girl on the other end of the internet cable could see everything clearly.

I heard a sound coming from my headphones—it sounded like some light, crunchy snack had fallen to the ground, making the sound of the packaging hitting the floor.

"This is unbelievable..." The girl nicknamed "Potato Chips" stammered, her voice filled with disbelief: "I always thought that this kind of phenomenal scene only appeared in horror movies, and the kind that would be banned as soon as they were released!"

"Horror movies can't achieve this level of suspense," Mai Shude said calmly. "But it does fit my image of hell quite well."

"So what did the boss mess with this time?"

"Kazama Ruri, an S-class freshman at Kassel College this year, whose real name is Minamoto no Chizuru, is the young master of the Snake Clan. Judging from her appearance, she has already embarked on the path of evolution and is a very dangerous existence. Long Legs, you must stay away from her and be careful not to be discovered."

"I'm quite confident about that. You know, stealth is my forte." Mai shrugged nonchalantly. "So, how did this girl offend the boss?"

"He actually went to such lengths to lure her here personally? Is she someone who must be eliminated? Should I take action?"

At this point, Mai Shude touched the sniper rifle slung across her back.