Starting from the Dragon Tribe

"Citizens please don't panic, stay at home and don't go out."

In the modern neon city, a huge screen hangs on the building, enduring the baptism of the storm.

The sound from the loudspeaker was obscured by the sound of wind, rain and thunder until it was almost inaudible. The screen was hit by objects blown by the strong wind, and cracks appeared.

There were basically no pedestrians on the streets. People were either seeking shelter in nearby buildings or in their cars.

Compared with the small money-shaped governor's shouts on the big screen, the sound of horns on the road was even louder.

The storm came so suddenly, the clouds covered the sky, and the darkness swallowed up the light.

After the initial "novelty", people finally began to be afraid of the power of nature.

In just an hour, Tokyo's drainage system, which is said to be the strongest in the world, was paralyzed, and the water on the roads had submerged people's ankles.

The rain curtain in the sky is like countless water pipes pouring down. Just standing outside will make you unable to lift your head from the rain. The water on the ground is rising every minute.

The car owners were honking their horns anxiously, but the same was true for the car in front. They were trapped in the iron shell and could not move forward, desperately waiting for the water to flood the exhaust pipe and stall completely.

This was a storm that had never been seen in history. Small trees were uprooted, and strong trees were blown down.

No broadcaster dared to risk his life outside to cover the storm live, and the almighty photographer didn't want to die because of it.

As time passed, people finally realized that something was wrong. This was not a simple storm, but a natural disaster that could destroy Tokyo.

Boom——

Deafening thunder resounded through the sky, and the lightning struck the lightning rod on the top of the building. Driven by tens of billions of volts of voltage, tens of thousands of amperes of current were injected into the ground, and a burnt smell emitted from the outside of the ground wire of the lightning rod.

Power outages began in large areas, and the noisy sounds on the big screen finally stopped, but people fell into even greater panic.

At Narita Airport, there was chaos in the airport hall.

The crowds were pushing and shoving, trying to get the boarding pass first. They heard that the intensity of the storm here was lower and there were still large passenger planes that could take off.

The rich but not rich, the powerful and the powerless all want to leave this precarious city as soon as possible.

The screams of women, the yells of men, and the cries of children all show the ugliness of people trying to survive.

Kaoru Ayanokouji put down the phone on the counter, sweating on her forehead, but her professionalism still kept her smiling, "Please don't panic, passengers. We are clearing the runway, and you can board the plane once the takeoff standards are met."

This was not her job originally, but at this time the airport was short of manpower and every staff member had to come to help comfort the passengers.

But who will comfort them?

Ayanokouji Kaoru was also very scared. This was different from the last earthquake. Narita Airport is a super-level building and would not collapse even in a magnitude 9 earthquake, so she could still guide the passengers calmly.

But she read the news. A huge tsunami was about to land, enough to affect the entire Tokyo. By then, all the products of human civilization would cease. There would be no electricity or light.

They could only wait under the heavy rain of lightning and thunder, slowly waiting to be swallowed up by the madness.

That's why these people are so eager to leave. They feel that they can only be safe if they escape from Tokyo.

Ayanokouji Kaoru glanced at the water level outside, which was about to spread to the hall, and felt a sense of absurdity in her heart. Maybe she was the only one who felt this way.

She thought of the young man who came to Japan a few days ago. Why did it seem that as soon as he came to Japan, nothing good happened in this city?

Isn't it the messenger of disaster?

…

An hour ago, the heavy rain had just begun.

A hand reached out from the sea of ​​Tokyo Bay, grabbed a cement pile, and a figure crawled out of the sea.

"call--"

Lu Chen spit out a mouthful of salty sea water, sat on the concrete pile and took a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief in his lungs.

"Sure enough, you still can't be too greedy."

Lu Chen whispered to himself, the dark scales on his body began to slip off, and he returned to his normal human appearance in a few breaths.

He used violent blood three times. He overestimated himself, or overestimated some parts of himself.

It is very simple for his physical strength to withstand the water pressure of the deep sea. Even if he does not use violent blood to activate the spirit of speech, there is no pressure.

But he forgot that not every part of his body has such a strong ability to withstand stress, such as his eye membranes, eardrums, and...

He noticed something was wrong the moment he entered the water, and immediately used the third degree of violent blood to optimize the structure of his body, becoming more dragon-like, and at the same time, his underwater activities were faster.

In line with the principle of making a little money, he played in the deep sea for a while until he felt a little tight in his chest before he quickly surfaced.

Originally, he was floating straight up, with plenty of remaining oxygen, but before he reached the surface, he felt a vibration above him, and when he looked up, the water surface was filled with light.

It was the academy's warship missile group that was firing at the ground. He didn't want to go up and be blown up by his own missiles, and he might even be injured.

So he gritted his teeth and swam to Tokyo Bay in one breath.

He took a breath, and then his figure disappeared in place. The running black figure was like a ghost in the strong wind.

Less than a minute later, he arrived at a small wooden house on the beach, opened the door physically, picked up the towel prepared by the execution department, wiped his face, and picked up a mobile phone placed on the table.

When he turned on the phone, the phone's lifting camera came out and pointed at his face.

"Please perform iris verification."

Norma's female voice sounded.

Lu Chen brought the phone closer and passed the first step to unlock it.

"Please perform voiceprint verification."

The phone has entered the standby interface.

"Kassel College Grade 08, Lu Chen."

Lu Chen spoke smoothly, activated his phone, and displayed a novel desktop, where there was a girl wearing a white nightgown, as if floating in the air.

"Hello, Commissioner Lu, EVA is at your service."

The girl performed a Western courtesy, her expression was vivid, and her voice didn't sound like a mechanical synthesizer at all.

"Analyze the elemental storm near Tokyo to find the location of the cause."

Lu Chen also felt a little strange. He had heard before that the academy's Norma had another mode. Once it entered war mode, it would be an unrivaled artificial intelligence in the world.

"The location has been calculated for you, the error does not exceed 0.5 kilometers."

EVA said with a smile, and then the phone screen switched, showing a map with a conspicuous red dot marked on it, and the small words "White King" floating on it thoughtfully.

"Do you need help guiding you?"

EVA asked thoughtfully.

“Plan the fastest route regardless of traffic conditions.”

As soon as he finished speaking, EVA responded, "We have prepared two options for you, and the specific actions are up to you."

Two routes were marked on the map, one of which was quite satisfactory, avoiding places where Kaguya might detect, and also traveling very efficiently.

The other route is very simple. It is basically a straight line from the bay to Thunder Valley. It is also marked with "the shortest straight line between two points."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "You understand me very well."

…………

Yuan Zhisheng sat in front of the Peninsula Hotel in Tokyo, looking at the rain curtain and thinking for a long time. He quietly felt the changes in his body, and then he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Dad, we were fooled. It's not God who's under the deep sea. God is somewhere else. I'm afraid the devils have found him."

"I already know, and now I'm trying my best to search for the location of the fierce ghosts."

Tachibana Masamune's voice was also a little uneasy and anxious.

"Didn't Princess Kaguya give an analysis conclusion?"

Yuan Zhisheng frowned, now he couldn't waste a minute.

"Kaguya is paralyzed, someone tampered with her, and we lost our eyes."

Tachibana Masamune replied.

Yuan Zhisheng looked gloomy, "It seems that the fierce ghosts have been preparing for this operation for a long time."

Kaguya is the artificial intelligence with the highest security level among the eight Sheqi families. If you want to paralyze Kaguya, you must either directly destroy the computer room in the Genji Heavy Industries Building, or have someone with family head-level permissions access Kaguya and do something like this. Ghost.

Since Kaguya can't use it for the time being, he can only use the simplest method.

He turned on his phone and clicked on the weather report map. Fortunately, the Internet was not disconnected yet, otherwise he wouldn't be able to check anything.

He analyzed various factors such as the strength of the storms surrounding Tokyo, vortex turning, gathering, separation, collision, etc., coupled with his previous experience in surveying Mount Fuji, and finally settled on a place - the lower reaches of the Akagui River, Thunder Valley.

"Dad, I should have found a place. Please send someone to pick me up at the Peninsula Hotel in Tokyo. Elite combatants will be involved in this operation."

Yuan Zhisheng said on the phone.

There was silence for a moment on the other side of the phone, "...Zhisheng, I will pick you up."

Yuan Zhisheng smiled silently, "Dad, don't you still want to support yourself in old age? Just don't come. This is a matter between me and Zhinu. I will solve it."

"… I wish you good luck in martial arts."

After hanging up the phone, ten minutes later, the roar of several helicopter propellers sounded, and Yuan Zhisheng stood up and walked towards the rain curtain outside.

Unable to land, the people above climbed down the rope ladder and threw down a long rope.

Yuan Zhisheng climbed up easily. There were not many people on the helicopter, but dad did send elites.

He recognized a few faces. These were people from the Kanto branch. Most of them had questionable lifestyles, but in terms of combat effectiveness, they were out-and-out elites.

"Akechi Asuya, it's an honor to fight alongside the young master."

Akechi Asaya saluted Minamoto, but was ignored.

"Go out and get there as soon as possible. If you're a step slower, everything will be over."

Yuan Zhisheng ordered to the pilot.

Several members of the Kanto branch looked at Minamoto Chisheng, feeling that he was a little strange for some reason. If Akechi Asuya still wanted to challenge the young master before, now he was afraid to use his sword.

Yuan Zhisheng's aura seemed to have changed. Not only was it a psychological change, his body also seemed to have undergone some changes.

…………

Downstream of the Red Ghost River, there is the True Red Well.

The boring machine finally stopped its work, and the man driving it may never get to the shore again.

The crimson river water poured into the True Red Well, and the frenzy instantly swallowed up the large boring machine that was half covered by the accumulated rainwater. Amidst the thunder and rain, people could vaguely hear the driver's screams.

But no one mourned for him. The faces of the fierce ghost members around the True Red Well had expressions of excitement and fanaticism. Some even spread their hands like fanatic believers and knelt on the ground with their faces to the ground.

"What is that? It's so beautiful."

Someone praised.

I saw a silver river in the rushing red river, like a river of stars in the night sky. Lightning flashed across the sky, reflecting moving light on the blue-silver biological scales.

Due to the high pressure of the underground river, the water level rose very quickly, and soon it was less than twenty meters above the ground. The members of the Menggui Crowd looked down and finally saw these little creatures clearly.

When they saw the appearance of those creatures, no one could admire their beauty anymore. Their slender snake-like bodies and sharp and ferocious mouthparts all told their identities. They were executioners from hell, Ghost Teeth. Dragon viper.

"Legend has it that after the Black King defeated the White Queen, he trapped him on a bronze pillar and sank into the ice sea, where he was executed by countless ghost-toothed dragon vipers, which devoured every inch of his body."

The king stood at the edge of the Well of True Red, speaking like a history lecturer.

But the next moment he raised his hands as if to hug something, "But He survived! This great creature, with His wisdom, escaped the execution of the Black King, leaving hope for His recovery!"

In the crimson river water, the ghost-toothed dragon viper fluttered and jumped on the water, as if it was about to jump to the ground and come to the world to kill.

Even though there was still a distance of more than ten meters, the members of the fierce ghosts still felt a chill. If this thing penetrated their bodies, a happy death would become a luxury.

boom--

Gunshots rang out, Wang Jiang put down his hand, and a member of the Fierce Ghosts fell down in front of the operating table.

"What's the rush? God hasn't shown up yet."

The king general said, looking expectantly into the True Red Well, not caring about the dead member of the Fierce Ghosts, and the others also had expressionless faces.

The member of the fierce ghosts just wanted to use the large equipment above to inject mercury downwards, but the god has not yet appeared. What if the god shrinks because of this?

Time passed by minute by second, and suddenly, thunder exploded in the sky, which was nine consecutive roars.

The storm became more intense, even reaching Level 10 at one point!

Even these hybrids who had taken evolution drugs had to hold on to the heavy equipment next to them in order to stand firm.

The heavy rain fell into the red river water and mixed with the rushing water. Thousands of ghost-toothed dragon vipers jumped and swayed, as if cheering or fearing.

A huge whirlpool visible to the naked eye appeared in the True Red Well, and the Ghost-toothed Dragon Vipers stopped rising after sinking.

The king's voice was so excited that he trembled, "Ah - this is it, this is it!"

He stood on the edge of the True Red Well, struggling to reach down, as if he would fall if he wasn't careful.

The members of the Fierce Ghosts also looked ferocious, looking at the whirlpool below, as if there were endless treasures hidden inside.