The atmosphere of the Spring Festival in Tokyo is much stronger than Luo Yin expected, and there are not a few Chinese who come to travel for the New Year like Luo Dad Liu's mother.

There are a lot of red lanterns and paper-cuts hanging on the commercial street, many restaurants have improvised signs of Chinese cuisine, and cooks have improvised scrambled eggs with tomatoes and braised pork.

Time flies, and it's been almost two years since his initial bloodline awakened and the system was obtained. Luo Yin finally had a foothold in the world of half-bloods, and the Samaritan forces, all kinds of alchemy items and the key path to the gods made him gain bargaining chips in the game.

Originally, he was going to continue to burst his liver during the Spring Festival, but no matter how important the matter was, he couldn't help but kiss his father and mother.

Luo Yin waved to the driver and sat in the passenger seat. This wave is a ghost group bus for private use.

Liu Baifei and Luo Kedi had maintained an awkward silence in the back seat, until their son got in the car, and the situation improved a little.

Gan, there is still blood under the seat that has not been wiped off, which novice works so roughly. Luo Yin fabricated his internship experience in Japan to his parents, and quietly disposed of the traces with a tissue.

At present, only a few people in the Japanese branch, such as Gen Zhisheng, and a small number of elites of the Fierce Ghost Knights, know that he is the operator of Pandora's operation, and on the surface he is still an ordinary exchange student, and the Jade General is the envoy of Samaria.

This state must continue to be maintained, otherwise my parents will be in danger. He can't bet on the lower limit of the secret party.

Rakuin booked a kaiseki restaurant in Ginza. An unnamed restaurant with a chef who is a retired chef recruited from Kanagawa, Rehoro and other places, as well as Michelin in Ginza.

The diner is an all-wooden structure with simple décor made of patiently polished black stone. The spring water flows quietly through the canal in the center of the restaurant, and the ripples of the pond ripple in the night.

Luo Yin said that he had booked a small restaurant in Tokyo, and the two of them were as good as they were.

Liu Baifei was quite satisfied with such an environment, and Luo Kedi ate the pride of the food stall with sake. The taste is good, the presentation is good, the portion is too small, and the salt is too light. The evaluation is pertinent.

Ye Sheng originally planned to accompany Aki back for a while, but the academy temporarily arranged important tasks for them.

Susie stayed at the academy and was still busy during the holidays. Boss Luo maintained an ambiguous relationship with the serious female employee, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, he sent Susie a few more good swords. The style and function of the sword are becoming more and more abundant, and sooner or later an independent sword exhibition hall can be opened.

As for Caesar and Fingal, they are not the same as the Spring Festival. But Fingal wanted to eat dumplings.

Chu Zihang returned to X City, met Xia Mi who was going home, and went out to play for a few days. The younger sister was thinking about what kind of dating holy place she was going to, but she chose to visit the bookstore and dessert shop together.

But Natsumi did not spend Chinese New Year's Eve with him, and Chinese New Year's Eve was to be spent with his family. The girl went against the flow of people for the Spring Festival and returned to Beijing, back to that old home.

The subway was full of dust and hadn't started it again for a long time. The girl walked into the deep cavern and jumped up a mountain of iron slag, leaning against the huge scales as rough as rock.

The majestic mountain creature stared at the big golden eyes and watched the nonsensical comedy movie on the small TV with his "sister". The girl laughed, and he let out a rumbling roar, and the iron filings fell straight away.

When there is a problem with the sound of the TV, let the retired dealer dub it. Anyway, he has nine heads, so it's easy.

It was the bastard who did it, causing the dealer to be a little mentally retarded after the expensive toy was repaired.

"Fenrir, we're moving."

The dragon was a little reluctant and licked the girl with a python-like tongue.

The girl hugged the dragon's body. In the end, she still failed to get rid of Chu Zihang, she couldn't tell the reason, was it because of sympathy. Luo Yin, that bastard, has been shrinking in Japan, and it is inconvenient for her to start.

The secret party has noticed this because of the report of the two, and more and more manpower has been invested. And she wasn't ready, not strong enough to face the coming twilight day.

"Fenrir, I'm not going to eat you."

The old subway was restarted, and the blazing white gas lights flickered on and off. It is the heart of this Nibelungen that will carry its master and the dead world to a new land.

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March. Luo Yin finally waited for the next opportunity to analyze the system.

By far he had seen the most powerful and inconceivable spirit of the law, the Judgment.

After a week-long analysis time passed, Luo Yin finally saw the true face of the trial.

The dragon runes are displayed in pure black, and the structure is several times more complex than that of Jun Yan.

The Judgment as a whole is an inverted tree-like structure with three main branches, with the only crimson dragon at the root.

"Debilitating, destructing, disintegrating......"

The crimson dragon text at the end, he couldn't understand. Even if he hadn't seen Long Wen before, he should at least know the general meaning.

The debilitating branch weakens and decays all life, including conceptual life. Life began to decline, metals rapidly aged and corroded, and the power of words began to fade.

Destruction is cutting, it is disease, it is the pain of everything...... Unforgiven beings are pushed to death by cold laws.

The final disintegration completely destroys and eliminates the form of life and matter, transforming it into dead things, or even nothingness. The flames turned to ice edges, and the songs turned to silence.

It's a grim reaper. The appearance of such power in the hands of that girl is the luck of the whole world.

Each branch of the judgment may be part of an unrecorded higher spirit. The most extreme and cruel forces combined to form this spirit that sows death.

Luo Yin frowned and looked at the crimson dragon text at the end, which was the part he couldn't understand.

He casually reproduced this dragon sentence on bronze. There is no effect, no spirit is born. The key structure that unites the three branches is not available to him.

[Exclusive Order].

He had a little guess in his head. Dragons are like codes used by dragons to "manipulate" matter with spirits, and the vast majority of dragonborns only know a part of the code.

The alchemist is an outlier who steals a small part of the power that does not belong to him, and Luo Yin is the best among them.

But if he was the developer of code like Dragon Language, Luo Yin felt that he would definitely have something to hide. It's like a backdoor for game developers to leave for themselves.

There should also be some administrators in this code, such as the White King and the Four Monarchs. These monarchs were endowed with unique spirits, such as Shiva Dance, Candle Dragon, and Guiru.

The dragon language that makes up these spirits may have set a peculiar restriction that "exclusive commands" can only be used by specific bloodlines. That is, the permission dog.

Half-bloods weren't supposed to gain such power, but the White King Pulse broke through this limitation. Eri has mastered the spirit of "Judgment", which is at least the next generational level, which is the power stolen from the holy remains.

What about the designers themselves? It must be even more outrageous, and it's not impossible to get some cheat code.

"If you think about it this way, the real giants of the dragon clan may not need to use dragon language, and they have their own exclusive words and dragon words. If it were me, I would definitely use Chinese, Chinese how convenient it is......"

Luo Yin stopped his cranky thoughts and started a new day's liver explosion. Even if the trial was broken into three parts, he had countless inspirations.