Hongjing, after the god's body was buried, the ugly body was held in Zhaoyue's hand.

It was a deformed parasite, with one golden eye, struggling desperately to use its sharp mouthparts to find a gap to inhabit a new body. However, it was unable to move under the pressure of the realm of judgment, as if there was a hanging sword standing on its head at any time.

If there is even the slightest movement on the top of the head, it will be greeted by death.

Zhaoyue naturally won't kill it. He still needs the holy bones to integrate the complete White King gene sequence, but before that, he has to deal with the people who get in the way.

"Everyone!" Shio Miyamoto handed over the quartz jar, and Aoyuki fully stored it. The parasite was still jumping around full of energy, but in the sealed jar, it could not come into contact with any living matter.

God has never been a powerful being. It is just a parasite that can control the activities of huge creatures. After losing its host, it is extremely weak and anyone can crush it with one kick. But at the same time, it is also extremely tenacious, even if

Even if it is crushed and pierced, it still cannot lose its vitality.

Just like Yamata, who is born with the spirit of speech.

The ultimate goal of Yanling's Yamata is to obtain a body like a pure-blooded dragon, with unlimited life and eternal resilience, all of which the Yamata-no-Orochi possesses.

However, what it encountered was a life-long mortal enemy, the Word Spirit Judgment, who stood at the end of death. Facing the butcher knife descending from heaven, the newborn god had no power to fight back. He was easily chopped alive, just like fish on a chopping board.

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Zhaoyue put away the quartz jar, raised her head and looked at the sky, preparing to welcome guests from afar.

"Ryoma-kun, let me go."

At his signal, all individual missiles and Vulcan cannons were temporarily shut down.

Witnessing the near-massacre of the gods, the executioners of each family recognized the newly appointed patriarch from the bottom of their hearts, firmly believing that he was the dawn of the eight Sheqi families, the uncrowned emperor, and the one who stood in the mixed-race pyramid.

The ultimate existence at the top.

At the last moment before the dust settled, the secret party deployed its most powerful weapon.

Dozens of light beams fell from the sky, the helicopter's rotors cut through the rain curtain, and the roaring echo shook the dim red well.

It was a tandem helicopter. The cabin door was open, and an old man in a black suit with elegant silver hair jumped out. He opened his clothes, revealing his chest covered with tattoos. In an instant, demons and ghosts were dancing around, accompanied by great oppression.

The old man descended like a falcon.

The golden light in Zhaoyue's eyes flashed, and the slightly dim golden pupils were filled with blazing flames. He showed a seriousness that he had never seen so far. Even when facing the Yamata no Orochi, his attitude was still at ease, as if he was soaking.

A butcher who has been skilled in knife skills for decades picks up a kitchen knife and dissects a fresh pig with ease and ease.

But facing Angers, he had to show his caution.

He is the only hybrid monarch, the top monster of hybrids, the strongest emperor, and the most evil ghost. He can easily crush most hybrids, even with the Speedy Word Spirit, it is impossible to deal with him.

, he only needs to use his innate violence to crack it and crush it with force.

Angers is different, he is different from all hybrids. This is what his intuition tells him. Excellent warriors' senses are always accurate. Zhaoyue believes that this time will be no exception.

Hilbert Jean Angers, a name that once shocked the entire Sheqi family, has reappeared like a living legend.

"Miyamoto-kun, back off!" He turned to Miyamoto Shio and said.

Miyamoto Shio was also a student of Angers. When he saw the person clearly, his usual composure completely disappeared. His eyes widened, as if there was a mixture of respect and fear in his eyes.

"Yes! Parents!"

Shio Miyamoto left obediently, and there was no movement from the heavy helicopter hovering above Angers. They slowly left the encirclement set up by the Ryoma family in the Hongjing area.

Flying over the heavy fire coverage area as if nothing had happened, a dramatic scene was staged, as if they came just to escort a handed down weapon to the battlefield.

They are the air force stationed in the US military base in Okinawa. When the secret party caused a geological disaster and catalyzed the incubation of the gods, they made the decision to attack the important buildings of the eight Sheki families, including Genji Heavy Industries.

Genji Heavy Industries houses Neon's self-made supercomputer and artificial intelligence, Kaguya.

It's like Norma from Secret Party or EVA, but compared to Norma's powerful range of functions that can monitor almost the entire world, Kaguya is only entrenched in the neon soil overlord at best.

But strong dragons cannot suppress local snakes. If Kaguya exerts her strength, Norma's eyes and ears will be cleared in the neon zone, which is no different from being blinded. Even the hidden personality EVA can only pry apart part of Kaguya's blockade.

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In Neon, Kaguya has unparalleled control, so she is also a thorn in the secret party's side. The attack on Genji Heavy Industries is largely to destroy Kaguya's host, so that the eight Sheqi families will become blind.

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In terms of results, the secret party obviously failed.

Most of the troops stationed in Okinawa are now unable to get through, which is the result of Kaguya's surveillance. Although the Secret Party can interfere in military affairs, the Secret Party does not represent military administration, and they cannot bear the consequences of causing international disputes.

"This is the first time we meet, Principal Angers. In my family, you are also a famous legend."

"Haha, I also heard that Ahe stepped down not long ago, and the new one is a young powerful person."

The atmosphere between them was harmonious, like long-lost old friends chatting, or like two armies greeting each other before a confrontation, their voices clashing with each other in gentle whispers, and their smiles concealing knives.

"Do you want to resurrect God?"

"As far as the results are concerned, that's right."

Seeing him admit it without hesitation, Angers face no longer looked like that kind old gentleman.

"Can I think that the eight Sheqi families, descendants of the White King, are trying to revive the history of dragons?"

"Please don't adopt such a condescending tone. My ambition is always more arrogant than you imagine. I want to become a new dragon clan."

His tone was calm, but what he said was shocking. Even Angers was shocked by his arrogance.

"Do you know what you are talking about? Blindly pursuing a higher bloodline will only lead to destruction in the end."

As a core member of the secret party, Angers has seen countless people fall on the road to pursue their bloodline. Their final result was that their sanity was swallowed up by the violent dragon blood, and they were brutally killed by the dragon slayer.
Chapter completed!