It's a demonic.

They used sharp weapons to divide the huge bodies of their ancestors, and those who did not have swords used the sharp minions left to them by their ancestors.

The scales and flesh, which are difficult for even circular saws to destroy, are easily dismembered like a steak in the hands of these half-breeds.

They chewed heavily, and with each closing of their teeth, there was a creepy sound.

Teal scales and golden eyes emerged from them.

Now they are more like a pack of beasts.

A fishy smell permeated the air.

Dark, oil-like blood smeared their faces, then down their chins and down their necks, and finally overflowed the platform and into the water, drenching the blood-red water into ink.

As a result, the ice surface that had been frozen by liquid nitrogen suddenly "boiled" again.

It's life in the water revelry.

The blood of our ancestors has brought about evolution, and even unintelligent beings can feel that thirst from the depths of their genes.

And the ancestors just lay quietly, without any life.

The original White King bloodline, the closest to a pure-blooded half-blood......

Probably even it itself could not have imagined that after a thousand years of its death, it would not even be able to save its own body.

If he knew about this, I don't know if he would regret that he had asked the White King to give him power.

Probably not.

In fact, from a certain point of view, the Yaqi Snake and Herzog are actually the same kind of people.

They can do anything for the sake of power, and their own way of thinking is out of the realm of human beings, and they tend to be close to dragons.

It's like breaking into the sea of ice that seals the White King and asking the White King to give him power, but anyone who doesn't have a serious brain can't think of it.

Gen Zhisheng stood motionless at the mouth of the well, looking at the hellish scene below like a demon eating the gods.

He has regained some of his mobility, and although he can't move yet, he can still do things like releasing Yan Ling.

But he didn't release the Spirit again.

Or what is the use of releasing the spirit of speech?

The demons no longer care about everything, and even if the king's authority crushes them to the ground, they will crawl and tear off another piece of flesh from the body of their ancestors.

They're out of control.

That's what Herzog wants.

Besides, Yuan Zhisheng is also waiting.

He was waiting for the thing Herzog was waiting for.

Relics.

Even if Gu Bei clearly objected, he still wanted to give it a try.

After all, even Herzog dared to give it a try.

Yuan Zhisheng is so good that he has the blood of the emperor, and he is more qualified than Herzog no matter what.

At the same time, he was waiting for something else.

The corner of his eye inadvertently glanced at the mouth of the pipe opposite, and a flash of light flashed.

It's a sniper rifle.

It seems that the person he was waiting for has arrived.

——

Mai unloaded the semi-automatic anti-materiel sniper rifle from behind her back and quietly assembled it.

She had arrived at the designated location, and through the dense iron bars, there was the mysterious No. 13 storage well.

It is also the best place for the well of the remains.

The bloody operation of dissecting the dragon took place just below her.

To be honest, Mai doesn't know why things are the way they are, but fortunately, Caesar's purpose and her mission don't conflict.

Caesar and Chu Zihang were on guard at the entrance of the passage.

Caesar changed into a black trench coat, held two desert eagles in his hands, and had at least a dozen magazines on his tactical belt, and there were so many weapons hidden in the trench coat that he could wipe out a squad in an instant.

And he also wears a Caesar drive under his tactical belt, and if there is a slight mistake, he can directly transform into Kamen Rider - real Caesar.

This is in the Eclipse of the Night

suffered a big loss, and I have a long memory.

In comparison, Chu Zihang's equipment is much simpler: a copy of the village rain of the equipment department, and a revolver that is almost as powerful as an RPG transformed by the equipment department, and the bullet is as thick as a finger.

Truth be told, the materials and technology of this gun can be completely transformed into a more powerful sniper rifle, and the devil knows why the armament department made it into a pistol.

But Chu Zihang still likes this gun.

Of course, he liked the power of the gun, not the blasting function at the grip.

"The biggest advantage of the revolver is that it does not have to change magazines, and the free part of the handle can be filled with highly concentrated explosives, so that even if the gun cannot kill the enemy, the pistol can be thrown out as a grenade."

That's probably why it's made into a pistol.

The sniper rifle is too big to throw.

Chu Zihang filled the wheel with special models of Philosopher's Stone bullets, all of which were blood-red, to remind the user of how dangerous it was.

Caesar glanced back, and Fingal, the second goods, was lying on both sides of Jiude Mai with Su Enxi, holding binoculars and watching the excitement.

They are attentive and have no intention of paying attention to this side.

Caesar bumped Chu Zihang's shoulder and lowered his voice, "Do you think they can be trusted?"

Chu Zihang shook his head: "They weren't sent by Gu Bei."

"Shall we wait until ......" Caesar raised an eyebrow, and it was all silent.

Chu Zihang shook his head again: "Their goals are the same as ours, and they can cooperate for the time being."

"How do you know they have the same goals as we do?"

Chu Zihang stuffed the runners one by one, and then "clicked" to return the wheels to their positions: "With what she has in her hand."

Caesar was stunned.

Indeed, there are now only two waves of people gathered here.

The wave was led by the old thing below, and the goal was to inherit the holy relics and become the new white king—this was the information that Gu Bei gave them.

[In view of the general environment,

The purpose of the other wave is to stop this old thing.

Mai brought an anti-materiel sniper rifle.

The so-called anti-materiel sniper rifle means that this thing can penetrate an armored personnel carrier with a single shot even with normal bullets.

Caesar didn't know very well because it was too cruel to hit people, but it is said that most of the people who were hit by it were half of their bodies suddenly shattered or something.

Jiude Mai brought this kind of big killing weapon, it can't be used to set off fireworks for him after that old thing succeeds.

So the only explanation is that the other party's target is also a dragon.

Although this guess is not correct, it is almost there.

Jiude Mai received the task of protecting Lu Mingfei, and with the environment that Lu Mingfei is in now, it is estimated that he will not be able to protect it without this big killing weapon.

Mai aimed her crosshair at Herzog's back.

To be honest, in the face of this old guy, she is also a little bottomless.

Until now, this old thing has not used the spirit of words even once.

And always use a stand-in to move outside.

Mai is not sure if she can solve the other party with one shot, and she is not sure if the one down there is the real body.

Even if that face was exactly the same as Tachibana Masamune, she was skeptical about the authenticity of the guy underneath.

Because when the other party faced Yuan Zhisheng just now, he didn't choose to retreat.

This shows that he is not worried about a head-on confrontation with Gen Zhisheng.

Either the strength is super strong and does not take Yuan Zhisheng in his eyes.

Either that, or there's a backhand.

Mai chose to believe the latter.

The face can be straightened, but there is only one life.

In Herzog's habits, the one at the bottom is probably also a stand-in.

Thinking of this, wine Dema

Yi glanced at Yuan Zhisheng, who was still unable to move at the mouth of the pipe opposite, with a pitying eye.

This kid has been fooled around until now.

"Looks like some kind of evil ritual...... Fingal said coldly, startling Mai Wine.

Su Enxi also said on the other side, "It's strange."

"What's weird?" Caesar, who was guarding the mouth of the pipe, asked.

"It went so well...... Why can they get to the firing position so easily," Su Enxi frowned, "It's incredible, they clearly have 2,000 armed people to occupy Shinjuku District, but there are not even guards here."

The crowd was abruptly aware of this fact.

An uneasiness brewed in the hearts of everyone.

Caesar closed his eyes slightly, and the "sickle" was released.

The dark shadow lurking in the depths of his mind fluttered its wings, moving farther as the realm expanded, bringing back countless fragments of sound, each like a brilliant blue snowflake.

In Caesar's mind, these blue snowflakes recreate deep and winding pipes, bubbling groundwater, and slowly rotating water turbines, like three-dimensional structures simulated by computers.

This is the world of sound, a world in which all movement is amplified a thousand times over, and Caesar could even hear the water snake swimming quietly against the bottom of the pipe.

"There are no guards, it's just a few of us and a tilapia swimming out of nowhere, there was a water snake a few seconds ago, but it has swam away." Caesar opened his eyes.

"Could it be that today is our lucky day?" Fingal guessed out of tune, but no one answered.

"There's really no notable goal, it's just ...... It's so quiet." Chu Zihang looked up at the top of the pipe, "It's quiet...... It's not like a sewer in a storm."

Everyone is awe-inspiring!

Yes, it's too quiet!

It's so quiet that it's not at all like a sewer in a storm!

When they first entered the sewers, they were covered with water, and it was difficult for them to walk, and they were constantly floating in chest-deep water, wrestling with all kinds of garbage floating in the sewage.

Later, they encountered schools of fish that swarmed into the underground waterways with the tide.

Small swordnose sharks mingle with large schools of mackerel, filling the sewer pipes, and the surface of the water is densely packed with the dorsal crest of the fish.

Predators leave food at their fingertips, and the small fish that are prey no longer dodge the dangerous swordnose shark.

They struggle to swim in a certain direction, like baby fish swimming up a creek, or even jumping a waterfall back to the warm hatchery upstream of the creek.

But once you get here, the current suddenly becomes shallow.

After the fish swam by, the water became clear, beeping and flowing, and there was a sense of tranquility.

At the same time, the cacophony of sounds is gone, and it feels like ...... Shut out of the world!

"There's movement!" Mai said suddenly.

Except for Caesar and Chu Zihang, who were guarding the mouth of the pipe, everyone else hurriedly picked up their equipment and looked down, and Caesar also maximized the range of the scythe, so that he could hear the sound below.

Caesar heard only a "cang", which was the sound of the sword unsheathed, followed by the sound of cracking through the air.

And the three of them saw it really.

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No one ever knew that this talented scientist also had great strength, and the speed of the knife made it impossible to tell that he was already an old man with a white beard.

In Yuan Zhisheng's cognition, the only ones who can cut this knife are probably Ange and Inuyama He-maybe Gu Bei and Yuan Zhinu can also do it, but he hasn't seen it.

The subordinate was tearing at the corpse of the eight-fold snake on the central dissecting table, and he didn't seem to be aware of the crisis behind him......

"Bell—"

The sound of metal colliding sounded, and the knife was blocked by that subordinate!

The man stopped his movements and turned around slowly.

And the crowd saw the man clearly.

Person...... Wrong! Where is this man!

It's clearly a piece of meat!

The guy's face and neck had completely turned into something dark green, wrapped in a network of veins on the surface, still beating one by one.

This is the heart of the Yaki Orochi!

When this thing appeared in front of everyone's eyes, everyone felt like they were being watched at the same time, the heart was like the eyes of some kind of giant creature, and the blood was bloodshot in the eyes!

Everyone who saw it involuntarily knelt down, their bodies as if they were melted by the fiery gaze.

At this moment, a figure appeared in midair.

The ancient and strict language descended from heaven, and it reverberated in the heavens like the language of God.

The huge field enveloped the No. 13 deep well, and tens of thousands of stainless steel plates on the wall of the well fell off, and the spirit of words and royal power pressed the king's anger on everyone's heads.

The rules of gravity were forcibly changed, and everyone in the field felt ten times their body weight acting on every inch of their bones, and no one could stand.

The demons who had turned into wild beasts crawled on the ground with difficulty, supporting their bodies with their knees and arms, as if they had descended from heaven on pilgrimage, but even then they could not resist the temptation of the force, shaking their heads and tearing at the flesh and blood of their ancestors.

"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!" Fingal urged, "That's the relic!"

No one tried to understand why the White King's skeleton was in the shape of one eye, and Mai didn't hesitate to pull the trigger!

Anyone who looks at that scene will understand that that eye must not be allowed to break free from the heart, no matter what comes out, it is a more dangerous target than Herzog, and must be eliminated as soon as possible!

The muzzle of the anti-materiel sniper rifle spat out a half-meter-long muzzle flame, and the recoil of the giant rifle shook Mai back from the wine, making her movements a little out of shape.

But even though her movements were not standard, she had no doubt that the bullet made of the Philosopher's Stone was shooting at the heart at supersonic speed, and she used all her power to control the barrel, and the trajectory was absolutely accurate.

This is the confidence of the ninja, whose control of her limbs has long reached the peak of human beings.

Ripples rippled, and bullets disappeared into the depths of the water storage well with a sharp whistling!

"That's not right!"

Fingal and Su couldn't believe their eyes.

The fatal shot seemed to have only pierced through the phantom, and the eyes had already drilled out of the heart, and the snake-like tail swung furiously into the ghost's body!

Its body is delicate pink, like an embryo that has not yet hatched!

"How did the bullet disappear?" Fingal couldn't comprehend the strange scene.

"All we see is a reflection in the water!" Su Enxi understood, "We are already in the Nibelungen! Night's Eater...... It is a city reflected in the water! The bullet just hit the water!"