Red Well Center.
The king, wearing the mask of a prince, came to the instruments he had prepared. If he was a god preparing to ascend the throne, then these were the steps for him to ascend the throne.
Inside the metal coffin-like instrument was a body he had cultivated. This was a body he found after conducting countless experiments that could hold the emperor's blood. Since ancient times, there have always been some dirty things happening in big families. Unbeknownst to outsiders, Uesugoshi was indeed the last emperor, even to the surface.
Before him, some bloodline was lost, although not much, but there was some.
The king searched countless people before he found such a suitable body. For him, this was an easy process of trial and error. He only had to choose among the fierce ghosts and the eight snakes... Before being exposed, all Japanese hybrids could be tested by him at will.
So he found it. Of course, this was not the most ideal choice. His most ideal choice was Eriyi, but now Eriyi is far away in China... and in probably the safest place in the world.
No one can break into the place where there are four or five first-generation species and the Black King has a bunch of S's and A's and steal an S... let alone Mo Qiuran. If the king general can do this, then he won't be able to do it at all. There is no need to covet the power of the White King.
Because even the White King cannot do this, even if the White King goes there in a completely victorious state, he will probably be beaten to the point where there is no scum left, and there is no chance of resurrection.
Well, be bold and use the word "estimate" instead. It should mean "yes".
But the king is currently unaware of this matter. In his understanding, the power possessed by the White King is the power of a god, which can reverse any decline and turn defeat into victory.
For this reason, he directly suppressed all the strength of the fierce ghosts, leaving no assets for a comeback.
What's more, in his eyes, both the Sheqi family and the fierce ghosts are just things that can be used, without any emotion.
A person like him only cares about himself and only thinks about himself. For this reason, he can do countless dirty and despicable things that exceed the lower limit!
Now he has become a crazy gambler, this is his stud!
The king placed the quartz capture cabin on the docking port, and then opened the docking port, so the parasite-like white king's holy skeleton squirmed and crawled out along the docking port. It felt the suitable body, and the emperor's blood was flowing in it!
It quickly climbed onto the body in the metal coffin. The body had already been "processed" by the king in advance, so it was motionless, except for a slight rise and fall in the chest.
The parasite climbed directly onto the body, and its sharp mouthparts bit directly through the skin of the body. Then something extremely strange happened. The size of the parasite began to shrink rapidly and shriveled up, as if everything in its body began to shrink. Flow into the body it bites!
Along with the inflow of the unknown substance, the body's eyes opened. This was something that was impossible to happen, because in order to prevent any problems from happening to this body, Wang Jiang did a lot of "processing" of this body.
Both the facial features and limbs were completely destroyed by the king, but now with the parasite-like holy bones biting the body, matter pours in, and everything damaged in the body begins to recover!
The optic nerve, eyelids, conjunctiva, eyeball wall, ball contents, etc. began to gradually recover. The broken hand tendons and hamstrings had already atrophied, but now they began to restore connections under the power that can be said to turn decay into a miracle!
The body opened its eyes, which were a pair of golden eyes that had been completely repaired and ignited. The dazzling golden light was like the sun. He opened his mouth and roared. His eyes were fixed on the king who was observing all this outside, full of anger!
The roar even caused cracks to appear directly on the hard tempered glass. The angry emotion came from the remaining consciousness of this body and the new consciousness that now dominates this body - King Bai!
The resentment towards his enemies and the anger towards the lowly and despicable people were intertwined. He raised his hand, and in an instant, he directly penetrated the tempered glass that could withstand the bombardment and grabbed the king's neck!
He, or He, stood up, and white dragon scales began to appear on his body, which was a symbol of the return of power. With his current strength, he could easily kill the king completely!
So he did the same. With his status, anything he said or did to a being like Wang Jiang was an act of self-deprecation.
"A dirty and lowly puppet, trying to covet divine power...ridiculous."
He threw the king's body aside like a piece of rag, his tone calm as if he had done an insignificant thing.
But just as he finished saying this, a strange voice came.
That's the sound of bangzi.
He wanted to turn his head and look in the direction of the sound, but found that he could no longer move, and even lost the ability to control his body... That weird sound frequency seemed to be able to directly penetrate the brain and control his body , this method of control is like directly cutting off his connection with this body!
There was an expression of pain on his face unconsciously, which came from the instinctive nervous reaction of the body. He collapsed on the ground, curled up and struggling, white scales appeared and disappeared. It was such a great existence, but it was... A specific sound frequency is restricted!
The king general was not the one who was killed before, but another one. He walked with light steps, stepping on the flesh and blood on the ground, and walked towards this side. Although the official mask on his face blocked his expression, it could not. Stay in his proud mood.
He took off his mask, revealing his old face with a kind smile, which belonged to Masamune Tachibana.
Putting on the mask, he is a king. Taking off the mask, he is the former head of the eight Sheqi families, Tachibana Masamune. And if this face is completely restored to its original shape, the shape before being disfigured and then plastic surgery, he will be ——Herzog.
He has put on many masks for himself, one of which he can never take off, just for today.
The king who was killed before was just a puppet. The real Herzog will never appear before the ending is determined. He is a rat who should live in the sewers. As long as there is any threat, he will not appear. Unless he is absolutely sure.
And now, this mouse's plan has succeeded, he wants to seize the power of the gods! He wants to become a god!
"Finally, let me wait for this day." Herzog came to the body that could already be called the White King, looked down at him, with a smile on his face that wanted to be humble but couldn't help but be proud and arrogant, "How is it? My respected King Bai, is the body I specially prepared for you still useful?
In fact, this was not the one I prepared for you at the beginning, but there was no way. A little accident occurred, but it doesn't matter. After today, I will make up for everything in the past! Today is the day I become a god! "
The white king's body fell to the ground. His ability to resurrect from the state of withered bones, repair various parts of his body, and crack mountains and rocks did not have any effect, because the reason why he could not control this body was his spirit!
Even so, his eyes were lifeless, yet still like a god.
Herzog came to the side and took out the blood extraction tool. He shook the clapper calmly with one hand and smiled. It seemed that he had been pretending for too long. His smile still looked kind, but However, in the current environment and what he was doing, it seemed particularly strange.
“I have sacrificed so much for this day.
I changed my name and even had plastic surgery to hide my identity;
I worked hard and worked hard to become a parent;
I secretly established the Fierce Ghosts, transformed into a king general, and led the battle between the eight Sheqi families and the Fierce Ghosts, and obtained enough experimental materials from them;
I searched for a long time before I obtained the embryos of the royal blood descendants, cultivated them, and even had to pretend to be kind and kind as an elder to teach them...
Maybe I took that seriously? I felt really bad when I was doing experiments on them, whether it was driving a wedge between them personally or turning one of them into a very evil ghost...hehehe..."
At this point, Herzog finally connected the blood transfusion equipment, and the blood flowed from the body with the power of the White King to Herzog's body.
It is said that after possessing the Holy Skeleton of the White King, you can have the power of the White King. This is indeed the case, but in fact there is something more.
Because the holy bones are the parasites left by the White King. Although the things parasitized by him can evolve into dragons, their consciousness will also be deprived. They just lend their bodies to help the White King resurrect.
The White King will not help humans. He is the supreme Dragon King, and humans are as humble as dust in his eyes.
Therefore, if you want to retain your consciousness and evolve into a dragon, you cannot let it parasitize you. You must use another container to parasitize the holy body, and then exchange blood with the pregnant White King. The King's fetal blood has the strongest Active and minimally toxic, it is a universal medicine.
This omnipotent medicine was transported into Herzog's body, and the great power of the White King was also contained in it. White silk threads were inspired from Herzog's body. They were the threads that appeared when the dragon clan cocooned. It is used to absorb all the energy around it and serve as the cornerstone of the dragon's huge body.
The flesh and blood of the remaining bodies around him are Herzog's food. There is nothing better than the flesh and blood of hybrids as an energy supplement... He has already calculated everything!
Herzog sneered and his body trembled, which was a manifestation of the severe pain he felt when his body was transformed and the incomparable mental joy.
Thicker and thicker white threads burst out from his body, surrounding his body and reaching around, gradually submerging his entire body, covering the entire Hongjing Valley, and still moving towards him. Spread outside.
It's like a curtain closing.
This is the last scene of the ascension ceremony.
When the curtain opens again, it will be the day when the new god ascends the throne!
…
Outside the Red Well.
The remains of Deadpool were thrown to the ground, with flesh and blood mixed with the bodies of hybrids. The almost endless group of Deadpools would always be wiped out. Although this was a war with heavy losses on both sides, it could not be done. A fight to escape.
With the combined efforts of Minamoto and Minamoto, coupled with the support of the hybrid army of the Eight Sheqi families, and the fire support received after reporting to the headquarters, the final winner of this war is still the Eight Sheqi families.
If nothing goes wrong, the fierce ghosts will be eliminated today, and the eight Sheqi families will finally be able to completely unify the Japanese mixed race world.
But there are always surprises.
"Parents, there is no way to contact Mr. Mo. The phone number is not dialed. He said he is not in the service area..." Ying lowered her head and said.
"You continue to call until the call is connected. Let's go in and have a look." Yuan Zhisheng nodded. Although he was a little surprised, there was no other way to contact him. It was impossible to just leave the inside of Hongjing alone, so he moved toward Yuan Zongnu said.
Yuan Zhennu nodded slightly, and the two of them prepared to walk towards Hongjing.
They all know what kind of person Tachibana Masamune or General Wang is. There must be a reason why he paid such a high price and put all the power of the Fierce Demons on the gambling table.
Not long ago, based on the information provided by Yuan Jingnu, they speculated that the king was probably trying to seize the power of the White King.
Then this matter cannot be left alone. If the king really succeeds, they will not only face the fierce ghosts, but also the white king who is said to be able to fight the black king for countless years. The ancestors and ancestors of the dragon race in their blood!
This is not the kind of kind ancestor who can get a red envelope just by kneeling down and kowtow. This kind of ancestor is life-threatening!
It may even have the power to destroy the world!
…
Kassel College, USA.
Angers arranged his clothes. He was fully prepared. His private jet, the modified Gulfstream, was ready at the airport and was just waiting for him to set foot on it before heading to Japan.
After Yuan Zhisheng became the head of the eight Sheqi families, the headquarters established an unprecedented close relationship with the Japanese branch. Therefore, when the fierce ghosts launched a full-scale attack, the headquarters was already aware of the situation. After deducing the general's purpose, he informed the headquarters immediately.
This is definitely not something that the Sheqi family can handle alone, or even something that Kassel Academy can handle alone...if the legendary White Emperor is really resurrected.
Because the people who give people confidence that they can solve this matter are no longer from Cassel College.
"I'll go over to my old friend first. If you can get in touch with Mo Qiuran, you'd better get in touch with him quickly." After Angers said the last words to the old cowboy, he hung up the phone and stepped on the plane.
He has no confidence, but as long as he is needed to deal with the dragon clan, he will definitely be the first to do it.
"Hey, he's in the Nibelungen, how can I contact you?!" On the other side of the phone, the old cowboy looked a little crazy at the phone that had already received a busy signal.
"Principal, what are you talking about?" A voice sounded at the door of his room. It was Lu Mingfei who was rubbing his eyes sleepily.
The old cowboy's eyes lit up.
"Young man, are you interested in saving the world?"
He rushed forward, grabbed Lu Mingfei's hand and asked.
"What the hell is saving the world? Is such a middle-class old man's line really good?" Old Tang, who was passing by and drinking water, spoke.
"Young man, are you also interested in saving the world?!" The old cowboy grabbed his hand again, his eyes shining brightly.
Although Mo Qiuran is not here, it seems that there are no beings here who can fight King Bai!
There is a small question now. I wonder if these beings will listen to his request immediately after awakening and go to Japan to form a group to clear dungeons? Or prepare to serve yourself as an appetizer and dessert first...
…
at the same time.
Inside the Nibelungen below the bj metro.
Mo Qiuran looked inside his projection space with some confusion.
Without any warning, a temporary projection began to shine.
It was a projection that Mo Qiuran was extremely familiar with.
Dragon-slaying warrior—Atreus!
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I’m going back to my hometown...of course I’ll update it tomorrow
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