Chapter 270: The Banquet Ends, the Sea Rises and the Dragon Hatches
The Deadpools that flooded into the Takamagahara nightclub were cleared out.
When Chu Zihang and his group arrived downstairs, Old Tang was sitting in the middle of the dance floor with a chair in his hand, surrounded by bronze monsters that had died in prostration.
He was sitting with his legs crossed while talking on the phone. There was no trace of water or blood on his body. His handsome face was smiling as always, but his voice was full of commanding authority:
"Hey, from the Sheqi family, come over and clean the floor."
This scene is truly domineering.
The moment Chu Zihang and Finkel saw him, they both felt a heavy pressure for no reason.
It was Fujiwara Nobunosuke who invaded again. Last time, the opponent came and went quickly and was knocked out with one punch. It did not reflect the power of Old Tang at all.
This time, they truly saw Old Tang demonstrate his true strength, and witnessed a style that was completely different from his usual easy-going and cheerful self.
Birds of a feather flock together.
I can only say that he is worthy of being a friend who can play with Lu Mingfei. A monster’s friend is also a monster.
Yuan Zhinu was not surprised at all. Since Old Tang was entrusted with such an important task by his brother-in-law, he must be extremely powerful.
Before, he was worried that Herzog had sent too many people and Old Tang would be unable to protect everyone. But just now, they were fighting to the death upstairs with great momentum, while this side remained silent the whole time. Deadpool's kneeling posture seemed like a collective suicide rather than a violent death.
Although he is also an emperor, but standing in front of Old Tang at this moment, it really feels like the Japanese Emperor Hirohito paying homage to the Japanese Emperor MacArthur.
As for Ryoma Xun, she threw aside the heavy hammer weighing dozens of kilograms when she went downstairs. At this moment, she has changed from a fierce girl back to a cute girl. She holds her face with both hands and looks at Lao Tang's domineering figure like a young girl in love, her watery eyes full of affection.
After hanging up the phone, Old Tang did not rush to get up and chat with the others. He sat there and pondered for a long time before greeting everyone with a smile:
"Is everyone okay?"
Everyone shook their heads, and Finkel asked first:
"Old Tang, do you know what happened just now? We were fighting up there, and all these deadpools just stopped moving?"
A journalist's responsibility and mission is to spread the truth, but he is a paparazzi who will not only dig deep into the matter, but also report selectively based on the severity of the truth. His moral bottom line is flexible and changeable.
Now, as long as Old Tang says "I don't know either", Finkel will immediately blame the sudden stop of the clapper sound as the reason for Deadpool's stagnation.
Old Tang has been hanging out with Finkel every day recently, and they have cooperated with each other tacitly, so this matter was easily covered up.
In fact, when Lu Mingfei returned to Takama-ga-hara yesterday, Old Tang talked to him alone for a while, saying that his psychic immunity had become so strong that even the power of words could not take effect, and he was increasingly confused about what kind of existence he was.
In response, Lu Mingfei simply patted him on the shoulder and said that people’s physiques are different and that he was just immune to the words, so it was not a big deal.
At that moment when Old Tang was about to say that he was immune to the power of words, he felt that he was a little different from himself, and there seemed to be something surging in his heart.
But when Lu Mingfei stood in front of him, the throbbing in his heart disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed, and there were no twists and turns at this critical juncture.
He was sitting in the chair and pondering just now not to show off, but when he shook his body and scared the snake-like Deadpool so much that he trembled, he felt a strong throbbing in his heart again, and he had to try hard to suppress it.
"What do you say next?"
Finkel pushed open the door and looked out at the corpses all over the street.
The law enforcement team sent by Yuan Zhisheng has been wiped out. The bodies can still be found here, but it is not known whether the complete bodies can be pieced together from those in the underground sewers.
The rain outside is getting heavier. I hope the people from the Sheqi Eight Families who are cleaning the floor can come sooner, otherwise Japan will be in an uproar again tomorrow.
"I won't bother you with the rest of the things, just stay here."
A cold and majestic voice came from the stairs. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a female ninja with an amazing figure walking down with a bloody samurai sword in her hand.
Old Tang had already spotted Jiude Mai and asked curiously, "Were there other intruders just now?"
Shude Mai nodded. Herzog must have spent so much effort to transform Fujiwara Nobunosuke, definitely not just to have him deliver the message.
Even if Time Zero's assault failed, he still had a backup plan. He had ambushed a team of fierce demons who specialized in stealth and assassination near Takama-ga-hara.
It’s a pity that when it comes to assassination, Jiude Mai doesn’t dare to say that he is unparalleled in the world, but he has few rivals.
The rainy night environment and the presence of the Word Spirit, Dark Illumination, meant that the hunting team prepared by Herzog didn't even have a chance to show up, and were wiped out by her in one fell swoop.
Jiude Mai had no intention of staying long. She raised her eyes to look at Finkel, who was staring at her intently as if he was thinking about how to take the best photo. She took out a bunch of keys from the pocket of her black combat uniform and threw them to him.
Finkel caught it and found it was the key to the Lamborghini. He raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed twice:
“What is this, I am not such a casual person.
At least, at least we can go to a place with fewer people and do that..."
Jiude Mai knew that this person was deliberately being a jerk. She wanted to give him a look of disdain, but she was afraid of being too pleased by him, so she said bluntly:
"We are in need of a photographer. I heard that you are the best paparazzi in Kassel College. Can you do it?"
"How can a man not be able to do that?!" Finkel held his head high and chest out, willing to serve the beautiful lady. After that, he picked out a big umbrella from the door, opened the door and held it up.
"Lady, this way~"
Face
The two left in the rain and soon disappeared into the night.
The sound of a car roaring could be heard in the distance. It must be the people from the Eight Clans of Sheqi who had finally arrived.
Old Tang called on everyone to go back upstairs, to take a shower, to change clothes, and not to stay in this bloody place for too long.
But Chu Zihang still stood there and did not leave, looking at the wind and rain outside, frowning and saying nothing.
He thought that the two foreigners in the trio had things to do, and Chu Zihang felt bad for being idle alone, so he patted his shoulder and comforted him with Lu Mingfei's words:
"You should be more generous. You have done all the work by yourself. What about the others? They can only drink coffee and eat snacks and get paid for nothing."
Chu Zihang looked at him, thought about it, and finally did not explain that he was just reminded of someone by the sight of the object. He nodded slightly, and was pulled upstairs by Old Tang's force.
Soon, the aftermath personnel from the Eight Snake Clans arrived at the scene. Seeing the corpses covering half the street, their faces were filled with astonishment and horror.
Although I had prepared myself mentally, this scene was still a bit too brutal.
"What? The top leaders of the Kanto branch rebelled en masse?"
At the same time, in the central control room of the offshore fortress formed by six floating platforms called "Sumeru", Inuyama He and others also received news from Genji Heavy Industries.
Because of the initial communication interruption, the law enforcement officers stationed in Takama-ga-hara were unable to immediately report the news of the rebellion of the senior leaders of the Kanto branch. They had to wait for the follow-up personnel to arrive and for Ryoma Kaoru to come forward to negotiate and explain the cause and effect.
Inuyama He and Miyamoto Shio looked at each other. No wonder Gen Chisei sent Crow and Yasha to the offshore platform last night, ordering them to die next to the submersible recovery system.
It turned out that they had long discovered that there was a traitor in the family and were afraid that they would do something.
At this time, the diving dock at the bottom of the Sumeru pedestal in the center has been opened, and the Trieste, connected with a safety rope, has dived into the sea.
At the top, a giant wheel was turning, and a nearly twelve-kilometer-long metal safety rope was lowered little by little, following the Trieste into the deep sea.
Gen Chisei had two knives hanging on his waist, and beside him was Sakura, who was still dressed as an assistant. Behind him were the twelve-man Roulette Guard led by Crow and Yasha, all of whom were strong and muscular.
The Sumeru pedestal is too big and there are too many places where one can make moves. The motor inside the recovery system malfunctioned and the submersible could not be recovered, so the winch had to be manually turned to recover it. Therefore, the people present were basically all muscular men who could stand with their fists and run horses with their arms.
"Sure enough, they rebelled after all."
Yuan Zhisheng slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, then threw the cigarette butt into the sea with a flick of his finger.
He had already learned about the death of Akechi Asuya and others. They were indeed ungrateful people just as Lu Mingfei said.
When the top leaders were setting off this evening, the helicopter carrying the Kanto branch broke down midway and was forced to return. He knew that something big must have happened.
The God-killing Operation had just begun, but their side had already lost a hundred elite law enforcement officers due to internal strife. If the news got out, it would undoubtedly be a huge blow to morale.
Especially for the members of the Kanto branch who are now on guard on patrol boats on the sea, if these problem children knew that their immediate superiors have all been killed, they may not mutiny on the spot, but they will definitely not put in any effort.
In order not to affect the morale of the army, several family heads and senior officials unanimously decided to suppress the matter and make everything public after the White King was eliminated.
"Sakura, remember to transfer 1 billion yen from the Minamoto family account to the compensation for the fallen members after we return."
Crow, who was smoking with Yasha, was puzzled when he heard this: "Young Master, doesn't the family have special pensions and insurance?"
"It's different. This is my personal compensation." Yuan Zhisheng shook his head. The family had no obligation to send anyone to protect Yuan Zhinu. Those hundred members died tragically because they accepted his mission.
He has to express his opinion out of both emotion and reason.
Ying nodded and took note, following her young master's gaze towards the inky black sea.
The lights on the Sumeru pedestal shone on the sea surface, and all that could be seen were the surging waves, the maritime patrol guards, and the frogmen who were setting up depth charge nets.
He looked back at the central control room at the rear. As the head of the family, he should have been in charge of the command with Inuyama He and Miyamoto Shio, but he chose to stay here.
"The Trieste dived to 1,000 meters."
In the central command room, testing personnel are reporting the submersible's data in real time. So far, everything is normal.
Inuyama He and an old man in a suit and sunglasses stood together, staring at the data on the big screen. Although they couldn't understand it at all, they had to pretend to understand it in this situation.
The head of the Miyamoto family stood in front of the control console, directing the operation of the offshore floating platform in real time to prevent emergencies that might occur at any time.
At this time, in addition to them and the deep diving team, there were also people from the college headquarters in the communication channel.
Executive Minister Schneider sat in the hall, and the college secretary Norma presented various images around him in the form of holographic projection.
Whether it was the results of sonar scans, underwater videos taken by the Trieste, or weather changes and precautions in the Japan Trench and Japan, Norma collected and organized them and placed them beside him.
"I really don't understand why the principal would go diving himself."
The apparent commanders of this joint god-killing operation are Ange and Inuyama He, but these two seem to have recently rediscovered their old teacher-student relationship, and they are so close that they seem to be able to wear the same pants, so the actual command lies with Schneider.
At this time, he was in the supercomputer system center under the college library. The only person present besides him was a big bald man named Manstein, and it was he who spoke just now.
"He is the strongest dragon slayer, but even he can't take out his folding knife and fight the White King in the 8,000-meter deep sea."
"This is the principal's decision. As long as he is determined to do something, no one can stop him." Professor Schneider kept moving his hands to move the processed holographic projection screen away:
"All we have to do is provide him with adequate assistance and support."
Manstein also knew this, but he still felt that Angers' behavior of not cherishing his life was not worth it. After all, only with him could Kassel Academy stay on the right track.
If someone else becomes the principal, those bugs on the board of directors will be able to interfere in the affairs of the college at will, and then the world will really be doomed.
"By the way, where is your student Chu Zihang? Where did he and Finkel go?"
Schneider continued without stopping, and said calmly: "I don't know."
Manstein didn't believe a word of it: "Chu Zihang's words have been leaked. It's the high-risk Jun Yan. With your personality, you would never let a humanoid fuel bomb walk around freely."
"This is not your concern." Professor Schneider didn't want to explain more about this matter.
Manstein wanted to say something, but when he saw that he was surrounded by a virtual screen and the Trieste had dived to a depth of 5,000 meters, he frowned and said nothing more.
The principal and his companions have already arrived at the deep sea. They must be extremely cautious from now on. Any slight mistake may result in their death in the deep sea.
Suddenly, the virtual screen in front of Professor Schneider began to flash an eye-catching red light, and Norma's voice rang out:
"Alarm! Alarm!"
"The embryo is showing signs of hatching!"
"The embryos are about to start hatching!"
“The embryos are hatching!”
The sudden change caught Schneider and Manstein off guard, as did Inuyama He and others who were at the Sumeru Command Center in the Sea of Japan.
"What's going on? Why did the embryo suddenly start to hatch? Didn't the previous observations say that there is no possibility of hatching within a year?!"
Inuyama He rushed to the control console and looked at Miyamoto Shio, who was frowning as he kept operating and browsing the data. The old man in black clothes and sunglasses followed him. Although he didn't say anything, his anxiety could be seen from his eyebrows.
"The hatching of dragons has never been a regular thing. We cannot predict its hatching time." Miyamoto Shio remained calm.
"Although we don't know what caused the hatching, the embryo's hatching speed is still very slow. As long as the principal and his team can locate the embryo, they can quickly annihilate it."
According to Tachibana Masamune's excuse, the embryo had already begun to hatch eighteen years ago, but it sank into the deep sea and combined with the holy remains, forcing the hatching process to terminate. Now perhaps the "God" has sensed the danger and is hatching it early to try to avoid it.
"How long will it take to fully hatch?" Angé's voice came from the communication channel. He learned that the ancient dragon he was going to find was hatching, but he was not at all panicked or dissatisfied.
"Based on the current progress, it will take at least a week to fully hatch, but at this point, we cannot tell whether God will speed up the hatching process."
Perhaps when the Trieste approached the God's Burial Ground and had just determined the location, the White King would break out of his shell and swallow the three of them as fresh food.
In response, Angers' answer was simple and clear: "No problem, continue."
The descent needs to be slow and deep, but the ascent only takes more than twenty minutes.
As the saying goes, fortune and honor are sought in danger. Everyone is risking their lives to dive into the abyss, and the only outcome is death.
As long as the coordinates of the Lenin wreckage are recorded, the target can be locked and a nuclear bomb launched to destroy it.
It is a great honor to be buried with the White King.
(End of this chapter)
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