Starting from the Dragon Tribe

The wall collapsed, revealing a large hole in the center of the tatami mat, connecting it to the room below.

All kinds of debris in the house were swallowed up, and the debris fell downwards together. Dust floated in the air, and a burning smell filled the air.

Uesugi Koshi's control over the black sun far exceeds the world's imagination of the emperor. He can use it boldly or carefully, because he is a truly complete emperor.

At this time, there were still flames burning around the tatami, and the fire extinguisher on the ceiling started to operate. Uesugoshi walked to the balcony of the second bedroom, opened the door, and opened the window for ventilation.

The windows on the side of the hall where Eriki was sitting were covered by curtains. Even if Kaguya had eyes and hands open to the sky, she couldn't see what was happening here.

The strong wind outside swept into this space, and the smell in the house instantly dissipated a lot.

He threw the small half of the arm he held in his left hand to the ground. He was a Catholic believer, and he couldn't do anything in Catholicism, so he kept one hand.

Next, he walked to the bathroom and rinsed his hands before returning to Eriki.

"Eriyi."

Uesugoshi called his daughter's name.

Eriki came back to her senses slightly. After hearing a certain sound just now, she suddenly felt that her thoughts were stagnant, as if she had entered a dream.

"Grandpa? Why are you here?"

Eriki picked up her phone and typed in confusion, this is her and Godzilla's room, why is there anyone else here?

"That guy Lu Chen asked me to protect you. His guess was right. Sure enough, someone is coming to attack you."

Uesugoshi looked at the heavy rain outside the window and didn't know if the boy was in place.

Hearing Lu Chen's name, Eryi's eyes lit up, and she typed with some hope: "Godzilla is okay, right? Grandpa, does he know where Godzilla is?"

The smart Eri heard the voice of the master's words. Since it was Godzilla who arranged for the master to come to help, Godzilla should have anticipated the current situation.

Then how could Godzilla die?

Uesugoshi looked at the slightly red and swollen eye sockets of Eri Yi's moist eyes, and secretly scolded Lu Chen for being a heartless brat.

But he also knew that the other party was trying to completely eliminate future troubles, and his silly eldest son really had no acting skills, and Eriki was too naive and could easily be tricked.

He also checked this room, and it was true that there were no cameras or eavesdropping devices, but they could not rule out whether General Wang had other ways to obtain intelligence. If Yuan Zhisheng was very calm after Lu Chen fell into the sea, and Eryi was a little less If not sad, the cautious ghoul will not show up.

Except for Inuyama Ga, no one in the Sheqi family knew that he was still alive. He was an antique from the last century and was living outside the world, but this identity helped him now.

The king had countless calculations, but he could not calculate that there was still an old emperor whose combat power surpassed all the Japanese.

For a thing of the same level as a fake body, ten more Uesugi Koshi would not be troublesome. His physical strength was inferior to his opponent. In front of his word spirit, no matter how much he came, it was just a gift.

"Don't worry, that brat is fine. I'll take Eri to find Godzilla."

With that said, Uesugi walked towards the second bedroom, "Eri, wait a moment, I'll change clothes, don't be afraid."

Under Eriki's confused gaze, a minute later, Uesugi Yue walked out in a suit with a Noh drama mask on his face.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

Uesugoshi took off his mask and comforted him.

He asked Inuyama Ga to make this based on the prototype in the warehouse. His body shape was not much different from that of the general. If Kaguya only mobilized some cameras on the street and looked at it from a distance, he wouldn't be able to see much. Big difference.

At first, he felt that Lu Chen was too cautious, but after the other party informed him about Kaguya's current energy, he felt that it was right to be more cautious.

The general does not have any communication device on his body, but it cannot be ruled out that he will mobilize Kaguya to check the progress of the plan from a distance.

"Grandpa, why are you dressed like this?"

Eriki didn't show any fear. It would be better to say that after hearing that Godzilla was fine, everything she saw was beautiful now.

And because she didn't pay attention before, she didn't even know that a person wearing a Noh drama mask had come. She was just a little confused as to why the room was destroyed. She hoped that Godzilla wouldn't blame the old man when he came back.

"Because you have to wear formal attire when attending someone's funeral."

Uesugoshi's face was very gloomy under the mask, but he still said warmly to Eriko: "Let's go, Eriki, let's go find your Godzilla."

Uesugoshi walked out with Eriko, took the elevator downstairs, and walked out of the Peninsula Tokyo Hotel regardless of the wind and rain.

Seeing Eriki's delicate figure swaying in the wind and rain, Uesugi felt extremely distressed, but he also knew that the king did not bring an umbrella, and would not specifically hold an umbrella for Eriki.

He walked quickly to the roadside with Eriyi, where there was a parked Rolls-Royce. He took out the key he had just taken out from the king's pocket before killing him, opened the car door, and took Eriyi with him. Got in the car.

The destination is the lower reaches of the Red Oni River, the True Red Well.

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Outside the True Red Well, a small wooden house stood alone in the woods, like a temporary resting place for hunters.

But there is a cave under the simple hut. Under the floor, there is a pure metal space, where various electronic devices are piled up, and the status of each place is displayed on the screens.

Most of the screens are locked on the True Red Well, with aerial photography angles of Kaguya's satellite, and cameras mounted on large equipment near the True Red Well.

A man was sitting on a leather sofa, holding a glass of champagne and taking a sip of it intoxicatedly.

Through these eyes, Herzog can control the situation in the red well in real time.

At this time, he watched the Yamata no Orochi dying, falling to the ground without any resistance, like a prisoner waiting to be killed.

And those idiot brothers were still fighting as if no one was watching, oh, there was indeed no one else alive.

"Had I known it, I would have given him the ancient dragon's fetal blood. This kind of drama would look too boring."

Herzog had a smile on his face. On the screen, Yuan Zhisheng was being pressed and beaten in front of Kazama Ruri. Kazama Ruri was toying with his brother in the middle of the applause.

However, this is not a good show that Herzog wants to watch. Unilateral massacres and cathartic violence are always boring. Moreover, Yuan Zhishen died like this, which shows that he is not very qualified as a "director".

But it doesn’t matter.

He finally won in the end, all the chess pieces on his board had exhausted their final value, and he took the whole game!

He glanced at the battle situation on the sea, and then at the lens captured by Princess Kaguya. His clone was heading here with Eriki, and would arrive in about ten minutes.

Counting the time, it was almost time for him, the final winner, to go out and finish.

Chi Zesheng changed. Looking at this situation, the battle on the sea will be over in less than twenty minutes. He must stabilize the situation before the Sheqi Eight Family and the Secret Party can take action.

As long as he obtains the divine blood and ascends the white throne, it will be too late for those people to arrive.

When he holds the power of King Bai, even if Lu Chen comes back to life, he will have the confidence to fight against him!

Now, he only needs to wait and enjoy the pleasure of closing the net, taste the delicious dessert, ascend the throne, and then return to the bottom of the sea to find the young man's body and devour it. He will become the world's... god!

Near the True Red Well, the trees fell down and the raindrops were like umbrellas. Yuan Zhisheng was knocked back to the wall of the True Red Well again.

Fengjian Liuli rushed forward against the rain curtain, with two traces of vermillion on his pale face. It was because his eye shadow was a little blurry under the wash of the rain.

Ding--

The sparks flashed out, and Spider Kiri and Boy Yasutuna Kiri were knocked away by the violent thrust. With the force of the rebound, Kazama Ruri quickly put away the knife and pulled back his arms.

The cherry-red long knife penetrated the blood-moon-like stream of light in the air, and with the sound of penetration that made Fengjian Liuli jump for joy, the long knife penetrated Yuan Zhisheng's left chest.

Yuan Zhisheng leaned against the wall of the well, not looking at the long knife that penetrated his left chest. He just looked at Fengjian Liuli silently, "Child girl..."

The rising murderous intention in Kazama Liuli's golden eyes slowly faded away. When he drew the knife, a stream of blood came out, which spread out in a round arc on the ground, but was instantly washed away by the rain.

"Hahaha, brother, brother, I succeeded!"

Fengjian Liuli raised the sky and laughed wildly.

The Well of True Red... What a fateful name. Back then, he was pierced through the chest by his brother and thrown into the well, but today his position is reversed.

He finally had his revenge, he finally won.

He took two steps back in confusion and sat on the ground, eye level with Yuan Zhisheng. He carefully examined the strongest ghost slayer washed away by the heavy rain.

Every time he dreams in these years, he will go back to that night, recalling his brother's cold and ruthless golden eyes, recalling the pain caused by the spider cutting into his chest, recalling his weakness and hesitation when he fell, and now he finally takes revenge. , but it feels a little empty.

He has never been able to compare with his brother in anything since he was a child. He cannot compare with him in school, and he cannot compare with him in physical education classes. Girls also like his brother. Now he finally surpasses his brother, but why is he not so happy?

He looked at Yuan Zhisheng's open eyes again, the eyes that were still silent before death, as if silently telling the realization he had already made.

"elder brother?"

Kazama Ruri sat in the muddy rain, tilted her head, and looked at the man sitting opposite her, as if she didn't understand why the other man was sitting silently.

"I won, brother, why don't you praise me?"

Kazama Ruri's tone was filled with doubts.

"Look, brother, I have become beautiful now. I am the best in the world of cowherds. There are many girls who like me."

Fengjian Liuli stroked his face, but due to the wash of the rain, his makeup faded away, leaving him a bit pale and not as beautiful as Yuan Zhisheng.

"Brother, why don't you say anything? Shouldn't you be happy for your brother at this time?"

Kazama Ruri continued to ask.

Seeing that Yuan Zhisheng was motionless, he suddenly became furious and crawled forward, grabbing Yuan Zhisheng's shoulders and shaking him, "Brother, praise me quickly!"

After shaking for a while, Fengjian Liuli suddenly stopped, looking a little confused, "Brother?"

no response.

"elder brother?"

There was only the sound of rain and thunder in my ears.

"elder brother!?"

The wind seemed to be blowing harder, and the rain splashed on Fengjian Liuli's face, making his eyes sore.

"elder brother?"

There was still no response, and of course the dead man could not answer him or praise him.

"Brother, brother, brother, brother..."

Fengjian Liuli sat there with some hesitation, calling that voice over and over again.

From the crazy loud shouting at first, to the soft, almost pleading... murmuring in the end.

"elder brother--"

He sat there and finally let go and cried. Tears mixed with rain streaked down his face and fell onto his blood-stained costume.

At the end, he finally remembered... the true situation of that night.

The brother did not pierce him with the knife indifferently. He rushed towards the brother who was at a loss after drawing the knife, and met the cold tip of the knife with his chest.

The way his brother looked at him was not indifferent, but filled with shock and regret.

To this day, he can still recall the tremor coming from the blade. It was his brother trembling.

He could recall walking on the country road with his brother, he could recall celebrating his birthday with his brother, he could recall his brother fighting for him, he could recall his brother tutoring him in his homework by candlelight, he could recall He went to see the meteor shower with his brother. He could recall...

The gentle, pitiful, and reluctant cry he heard that day - "childish girl."

This is the brother who loves him the most and is also his favorite...

How could I...want to kill him?

He looked at the blood slowly seeping out from his brother's chest in horror, and his trembling hands touched his brother's pale face, which was so cold under the wash of the rain.

It was obvious that on a cold winter night in the countryside, he was lying on the bed with his face red from the cold, and his brother's face felt so warm when he pressed it against his.

He won, he finally won, he won until he had nothing. In this world, there was no longer this person whose breathing could make him sleep peacefully, and there was no longer the person who would put his face against his cheek to make him feel the warmth in winter...brother.

Kazama Ruri could no longer suppress the real memories, nor could she suppress the boy in her heart, or maybe they were indifferent to each other in the first place.

The boy cried so desperately, the rich blood rising from his heart to his throat with bone-breaking pain. He vomited blood and finally cried loudly.

"Brother - don't leave me..."

This evil ghost pressed his face against Yuan Zhisheng's cold face, as if he wanted to use his warmth to pass on to the other person, and cried heartbreakingly.

The powerful evil ghost Kazama Ruri was able to dismember Yamata no Orochi, but his last dazed memories and the cries of the boy in the mountain disappeared.

Yuan Zhisheng whispered softly in Yuan Zhisheng's ear, "Brother, don't leave me... I will never... disobey you again."

He was so gentle and careful when he called brother, for fear of making his brother unhappy.

He hugged Yuan Zhisheng and leaned against the wall of the True Red Well, looking up at the rain falling in the sky. The rain was so heavy that it hurt his eyes.

He had longed to meet his brother for so many years, but the day he really saw him was the day he said goodbye.