Chapter 278: Dragons fight in the abyss, black sun soars in the sky, two emperors stand side by side
The white-haired old man in black was no longer as taciturn as before. This expert scholar specially invited by Angers to assist, at this moment, descended from the sky like an eagle, with unparalleled domineering.
Holding two Japanese swords, he leaped down from the tops of Minamoto Chisei and others, drawing a ferocious and brilliant white arc in the night of wind and tide.
The first two corpse guards who rushed over didn't even have time to roar before their bronze bodies broke into four pieces in mid-air.
His movements were extremely smooth and fluid, and the speed of his sword was even faster than that of the swift swordsman Inuyama He. No one present could see it clearly except Gen Chisei.
"I thought the young master was invincible, but who is this general?"
Yasha's eyes widened.
He had never seen such a fierce sword technique, nor had he ever seen such a fearless fighting style.
The old man charged into the group of corpse guards alone, his two swords spinning like windmills, leaving broken limbs and arms flying wherever he passed.
"A real man should be like this..." Yaksha muttered to himself. He looked at the figure who was maneuvering among the group of corpse guards, his eyes full of longing.
If he didn't have a clear understanding of his own strength, and as a retainer he needed to protect the young master at all times, he really wanted to follow behind and charge.
The white-haired old man led away nearly half of the corpse guards who were besieging the capstan. He brandished two Japanese swords etched with ancient patterns, and his movements were wide and wide, using attack instead of defense, stirring up a bloody storm among the corpse guards.
Yuan Zhisheng stood on the edge of the sky and looked down. He recognized the knives in the other party's hands and on his back.
It is the "Tang-style broadsword" forged by ancient Japan based on the appearance of Tang Dynasty weapons. It is an antique that would be enshrined in any museum.
Even he had only seen a few precious and unique swords in the sword museum of the Snake Eight Families.
At that time, the old curator of the sword museum once sighed and told him that because of the defeat in World War II, the family's sword museum was looted by criminals, and only these few swords were left.
Some time ago, when Yuan Zhisheng was looking through the files of a certain Sheqi Eight Families' shamer, he could clearly see that after killing people and setting fire, the other party also robbed the family of many precious properties, including those Tang-style broadswords.
So, this person is actually...
The knife flashed like snow, and the boy cut it in the air, drawing a sharp arc.
The corpse guard's head soared into the sky, and the black blood bloomed into a gorgeous flower in the rain.
Yuan Zhisheng frowned, wondering why this old guy who had been hiding for most of his life and whose life or death was unknown would stand up at such a critical moment.
It is clear that he had severed all ties with the Eight Snake Families and became enemies with them sixty years ago. Is he standing up now to reconcile with his family, or does he cannot let go of this country?
Could it be that more than sixty years of grievances would be wiped out in this bloody storm?
Yuan Zhisheng couldn't guess, nor did he want to guess. At this critical moment of life and death, he had no time to worry about family matters.
But while he was swinging his sword to kill the enemy, he couldn't help but glance at the heroic figure of the white-haired old man.
The man named Uesugi Yue had already arrived in front of the dragon-shaped corpse guard. He flew up, dragging two Tang-style swords and rushed straight towards the ferocious dragon head.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, two Tang-style broadswords hit the huge brow bone at the same time. Under the huge force, the dragon-shaped corpse guard, who would crush a snake-shaped corpse guard to death with every step forward, had his head raised high and was smashed down.
The old man roared like thunder, turned over and jumped up, and stabbed two Tang-style broadswords into the gap between the cervical vertebrae. As Uesugi Yue's muscles were flexed and his arms exerted force, the dragon bone made a teeth-grinding "cracking" sound.
With a loud "boom", the dragon head and the body separated!
The huge, rotten dragon body collapsed with a loud bang, and hundreds of snake-like corpses that had not yet jumped out of the rib cage fell to the ground, and were quickly pinned to the ground, letting out sharp roars.
The old man ran along the jagged spine of the dragon skeleton, each step accurately crossing the gaps between the bones. The double swords in his hands turned into silver whirlwinds, and corpses and limbs flew everywhere he passed.
Suddenly, tiny silver-blue spots of light lit up between the withered dry flesh and dragon scales on the back of the dragon corpse. When Uesugi Yuebao was wading past, they suddenly jumped out and bit at him from all directions.
These are ghost-toothed vipers. They actually used the dragon-shaped corpse as their nest and rushed out at this critical moment.
Thousands of small silver-blue fish rose into the air and enveloped Uesugi Yue like a death net.
But they are too slow!
Uesugi was unable to avoid the heavy stomping, which dislocated one of the dragon-shaped corpse's vertebrae. He used the recoil to fly into the air and threw the long sword in his hand like a javelin!
"puff!"
The Tang-style broadsword hit the open bloody mouth of the snake-like corpse guard that was flying towards it, piercing its entire head and forcing its body to lean back.
Before the corpse hit the ground, Uesugi Yue had already rushed up, using it as a leverage point to climb up another level, avoiding the corpse guards and ghost-toothed vipers that were swarming up from below.
While the figure was still in mid-air, something strange happened!
The dragon skeleton that should have been dead suddenly trembled violently, and the jagged bony tail swept out like a giant whip, whipping the snake-like corpses along the way into pieces, and attacked the old man's face with a bloody wind!
"What?"
Uesugi Yue had just pulled the long sword out of the corpse guard's skull when he caught a glimpse of the fatal blow from the corner of his eye. His pupils shrank slightly. He obviously didn't expect that the dragon-shaped corpse guard would be so cheating that it could still move even after its head was chopped off.
But this thing was originally a puppet made of corpses, driven by the alchemical matrix buried deep inside its body. Even with its head and body separated, it could still suddenly attack and hurt people. It was far from being like Louis XVI, who would be doomed if his head was lost.
“Drink it!!”
In a flash, the muscles in the old man's arms were like coiled dragons, and two Tang-style swords drew sharp arcs at his sides.
The moment the blade collided with the bone tail, there was a loud sound like the collision of metal!
"boom!!!"
A visible air wave exploded at the point of collision, blowing away the falling rain curtain. Sparks flew like fireflies, illuminating Uesugi Yue's hideous face and the broken bones on the dragon's tail.
The residual force of this attack caused both parties to fly backwards at the same time.
Uesugi Yue only felt a slight numbness in his palms, and the two ancient swords that had been passed down for hundreds of years shattered into pieces under the recoil force!
The hideous coccyx was also covered with spider-web-like cracks, the alchemical matrix was damaged, and black-purple marrow fluid oozed out of the cracks.
In mid-air, Uesugi Yue twisted his waist, turning over like a kite, and with his right hand he had already pulled out two new ancient swords from the sword box behind him, crossing the two swords to form a scissors -
"Zheng!"
A cold light flashed, and the head of a corpse guard that was rushing towards him soared into the sky.
Uesugi Yue stepped heavily on the dragon's chest with his toes, and used the recoil force to land steadily on the dragon's head that he had cut off.
The chest of the trampled corpse guard collapsed, and he fell into the group of corpse guards like a rag bag, and disappeared in an instant.
The rain was pouring down, but the silhouette of Uesugi Yue standing with a sword in his hand was as solid as a mountain. The strong wind tore at his robe, which fluttered like a war flag.
Those molten gold pupils swept across the sea of blood and corpses, looking down as if to say, "That's it? Is there anyone who can fight better?"
Unfortunately, the corpse guards could not understand the look in his eyes. Their roars tore through the rain curtain, and these monsters, who had no idea what fear was, pounced on him one after another.
"boom--!!!"
A deafening explosion was heard in the distance. Another floating platform overturned in the flames, and the law enforcement officers who stayed behind chose the most heroic ending!
The pillar of fire that shot up into the sky engulfed tens of thousands of corpse guards and illuminated the Shura Sea.
At the same time, three huge splashes of water exploded on the sea surface, and three dragon skeletons that were even larger than before broke through the waves. Their rotten bone wings stirred up huge waves, and the entire Sumeru throne was shaking.
These ancient predators went into combat mode the instant they saw the bodies of their companions.
Golden flames ignited in their porcelain-like pupils, they lowered their heads and devoured the sea water frantically, all the dead cells in their bodies came to life, and the life that was sealed in the bones by alchemy finally broke free!
The shriveled muscles wrapped around the white bones like vines, the exposed heart beat violently in the open chest, and the bulging blood vessels emerged under the skin.
They once again appeared in the world in the posture of dragons, but with only dry bones left on their wings and bare tailbones, they appeared to be in an extremely strange "half-alive and half-dead" state.
"Three of them, and they can even transform into the second stage?!"
Crow's throat tightened as he watched the monsters spread their broken bone wings and charge towards the Sumeru Throne with silent roars, as if they had already foreseen the fate of themselves and others.
One dragon-shaped corpse guard had already scratched the Sumeru Throne all over, and the whale-like bodies of three dragon-shaped corpse guards could definitely destroy the Sumeru Throne.
"Trouble..."
Yuan Zhisheng walked to the edge of the platform with a knife in hand, his eyes drifting towards the white-haired figure standing on the dragon head.
And coincidentally, the other party was also looking at him.
The old man’s tense face was reflected in his majestic golden eyes.
Uesugi Yue looked up at the young man standing on top of the Sumeru pedestal, holding two swords tightly and looking like he was ready to jump down and kill the corpse guard at any time, his eyes deep.
That was his son, the continuation of his bloodline.
If he were faced with this situation, he would have probably flown away in a helicopter.
What about the Eight Snake Clans and the dragon-slaying mission? Go to hell.
But Yuan Zhisheng won’t.
This stubborn fool will not abandon his followers and run away, nor will he break his promise and watch Ange and others being buried in the deep sea. He will fight to the death until the last moment.
Just like his grandmother...
"Forget it." Uesugi Yue suddenly smiled with relief, lowered his eyes to look down at the corpse guard below who was choosing someone to devour, and his Tang-style broadsword drew a perfect circle in the air.
In the rainstorm, the red arc of light dragged by the blade became brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a dark corona.
Word Spirit·Black Sun!
Inuyama He just rushed out of the command room and froze in place. A look of fear appeared on the face of this experienced swordsman.
As an old man who had experienced that war-torn era, he knew very well what this word spirit meant.
That is a forbidden power that is comparable to the authority of the Dragon King, and is the true form of the "Emperor".
Uesugi Yue stood in the center of the black sun, his white hair dancing in the wind, chanting ancient dragon script in a low voice, as solemn as a god or Buddha descended to the earth.
The black sun began to rotate slowly, and the terrifying suction force formed a terrifying hurricane.
The entire Sumeru throne began to tremble.
Yuan Zhisheng's golden pupils shrank violently. He had seen the record of this forbidden word spirit in the family secret book, but he had never thought that he would be able to witness it with his own eyes.
The slowly rotating black hole was swallowing up everything around it—sea water, corpses, and even light.
The debris of the building formed a vortex in the air, and hundreds of corpses were pulled towards their death by invisible hands.
Those monsters felt the threat of death and pierced their claws into the steel shell of the Sumeru throne without letting go, causing countless snake tails to dance wildly in the hurricane, forming a weird and spectacular doomsday picture.
Yuan Zhisheng had to insert the spider into the deck to avoid being caught in the storm.
"Hold on tight!" Yaksha held onto the steel pillar tightly and shouted loudly.
"This...is this really something a human can do?" Crow's voice was trembling, and he almost used his five limbs to fix himself on the steel guardrail.
Uesugi Yue stood in the center of the storm, the voice of the dragon script he recited became more and more solemn, his golden eyes shone like the scorching sun, his figure was looming in the flowing clouds and flames, as if he was a wise king descended to the world.
The temperature at the edge of the black sun has reached an alarming height. Several corpse guards got too close and were swept towards the black sun by the strong wind. Just touching the corona, they were turned into red charcoal blocks.
boom--!!!
The black sun suddenly shrank, and the suddenly stronger strong wind pulled hundreds of corpse guards towards the center of the black sun.
Before they reached Uesugi Yue, they had already been ignited by the high temperature, just like the previous ones that had already entered Yomi Hirasaka in advance, and gradually carbonized like red-hot iron blocks.
Uesugi Yue walked forward confidently, and every swing of the red blade brought up white ash in the sky.
The burning corpse was smashed into pieces by the blade, and then turned into snow-white ashes in an instant when it touched the edge of the black sun.
The Tang-style broadsword had already burned red, and the flames it created when swung drew a brilliant trajectory in the dark night.
The aged emperor rolled over the battlefield like an ancient chariot, leaving only snow-like ashes wherever he passed. He was like the projection of the god of death in the world, burning everything at will.
"This is... the real emperor."
Yuan Zhisheng looked at the invincible figure among the group of corpse guards, and for the first time he realized so clearly the gap between himself and the Primarch.
People who have never reached the top will never be able to imagine the scenery at the top of the mountain. Although they think they have seen the beauty of the top of the mountain, they have actually only seen the tip of the iceberg.
Eri's use of Word Spirit Judgment is too shallow, always giving people the feeling of a child wielding a nuclear weapon. It is far less oppressive than the last Shadow Emperor of the Snake Eight Families.
But soon, he realized that Black Sun was not a perfect word spirit. It also had weaknesses and could not be effective against the enemy behind it.
The corpse guards approaching from behind launched a surprise attack. Uesugi Yue turned around to block it, and Hei Ri turned around and instantly burned the group of corpse guards that were rushing towards him into charcoal.
He didn't have time to clean up the corpses guarding the Sumeru throne, so he raised his knife and pointed it at the huge monster flapping its wings towards the sea.
The three dragon-shaped corpse guards had noticed the threat posed by Uesugi Yue. They gave up attacking the Sumeru throne and instead pounced on the tiny human.
They raised huge waves and rushed over, trying to extinguish the black sun burning with the breath of destruction, but the sea water evaporated the moment it approached, and the high-temperature water vapor merged with the white ash of the shattered corpses, dyeing the Sumeru throne into blood and white.
He could only take care of one side when attacked from both sides, but the three dragon-shaped corpses were not close enough to the Sumeru throne. No matter how strong Uesugi Yue was, he could not jump into the sea and scatter their ashes under the attacks of countless corpses.
The cleared area at the rear was surrounded by more zombies, and their movements were still swift and ferocious, not flinching at all because of the large-scale deaths of their companions.
They had too many soldiers. Uesugi Yue killed hundreds of them, but the gaps were immediately filled with corpses that rushed up from the bottom of the sea.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Inuyama He was about to rush down with a knife to help, but a thin figure had already flown down from the winch platform in front.
The ancient dragon script was chanted from Yuan Zhisheng's mouth, and it was as if the weight of the sky was collapsing suddenly hit. The corpse guard perched on the outer shell of the Sumeru throne was instantly pressed to the ground by the violent gravity, as if he was meeting the supreme emperor.
Those ghost-toothed vipers on the ground that had managed to escape the black sun and were still jumping around were directly crushed to death by the corpse guards.
All the corpse guards who formed a circle knelt on the ground, with only the man who summoned the Black Sun remaining standing.
Uesugi Yue noticed the movement behind him, and a smile of relief and joy flashed across his weathered face. He no longer had to be on guard against the enemy behind him.
He cleared all obstacles and came to the edge of the Sumeru throne. The black sun behind him shrank again. The dragon-shaped corpse guard that rushed there first opened its bloody mouth, but suddenly twisted ten meters away from Uesugi Yue.
The terrifying gravitational field of the Black Sun broke its head alive, and then it was burned into charcoal in an instant, and turned into white ash with one cut.
The other two dragon-shaped corpses pounced from the left and right directions, and Uesugi Yue could only fight off one.
Faced with a choice between the two and the possibility of being seriously injured no matter which option he made, he jumped onto the headless dragon's corpse without hesitation and used the force to rush towards the one that was a little further away.
Seeing this, the dragon-shaped corpse guarding behind it opened its mouth and bit without hesitation.
But when its bloody mouth was half opened, a terrifying gravity hit it, causing its head to fall heavily and hit the spine of its headless counterpart the moment its mouth closed.
"pretty!"
Uesugi Yue laughed and chopped the second dragon head into pieces with one sword. When he turned around, his legs were already a little numb and heavy, but his sprinting speed did not slow down at all.
The last dragon suppressed by the royal power is now the lamb to be slaughtered.
On the Sumeru throne, Inuyama He, Sakura, Yasha and others were stunned in the wind and rain as they watched the father and son below cooperate seamlessly to completely strangle the enemy that was enough to completely destroy the Sumeru throne.
"boom--!"
As the last headless dragon body fell, the light of the black sun quietly went out. Even if Uesugi Yue was a pure emperor, it would be difficult for him to maintain the consumption of this super word spirit.
But Uesugi Yue, who was not blessed by the Black Sun, still maintained his crushing momentum. He stood alone on the edge of the Sumeru throne, and used his two swords to chop down the corpse guards who climbed up.
In the back, Yuan Zhisheng was also wielding two swords. The father and son used almost the same sword skills and fought to the death on the same battlefield.
The Tang-style broadsword is not as good as the Spider-cut and Boyji-cut Yasutsuga swords. It is just an ancient sword of high quality, not an alchemical tool. The priceless sword becomes a consumable that will be scrapped in a few minutes in Uesugi Yue's hands. If an antique dealer sees it, he will probably faint on the spot.
But now no one was angry at his wasteful behavior, because the situation did not improve. Dark shadows were gathering under the sea, and new zombies were gathering.
Of the original six floating platforms on the sea, only the one under their feet was still holding on precariously.
The two emperors were fighting desperately, and finally good news came from the command center:
"The Trieste was recovered successfully!"
"Principal Angers and Commissioner Cheng are on their way!"
"What kind of good news is this?!" Uesugi Yue was extremely tired, but he was too lazy to complain.
He wiped the blood off his face and raised the blunt Tang-style broadsword again.
Every swing made his arms heavier, but Uesugi Yue did not stop for a moment.
As long as you kill one more, the stupid guy behind you can get one point easily.
Yuan Zhisheng's figure flickered not far away, and he was also fighting without stopping.
The father and son used the same sword skills across the huge headless dragon body. Their movements were like mirror images, and even the arc of the sword swings was exactly the same.
Between the sea and the sky, the two emperors stood side by side.
(End of this chapter)
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