On the helipad at the top of Genji Heavy Industries, Mr. McCarron looks out over Tokyo with his favorite sake.

There was a table on the tarmac, and in the middle of the table was a bottle of The Macallan 1926, probably the most expensive whisky in the world, selling for millions of dollars, so rare that no one would actually open a bottle to drink, but just store it in a safe like a collection of jewelry.

The table was set up at the request of Mr. Macallan, and Tachibana Masamune stood behind him respectfully holding another bottle of Macallan 1926, personally acting as a waiter.

This place has long been cleared, because Tachibana Masamune said that there is a very important person who will come to talk to him about something, and at this time, even the current head of the family, Gen Zhisheng, has no way of knowing what is happening on this helipad.

"It's been raining lately, probably because of the elemental turbulence caused by the White King's awakening." Mr. McCarron looked condescendingly at the bustling Shinjuku district, and he was tired of it.

"Yes."

"Tokyo will also be the center of the whirlpool."

"Predictable." Tachibana Masamune replied humbly.

"You know what? Dr. Herzog, I'd love to hear you talk to me on an equal footing." Mr. McCarron sighed, "I'm used to being high, and suddenly I want to hear something less respectful."

"Okay." Tachibana Masamune remains humble.

"That's the limits of humanity, Dr. Herzog, and they're always concerned about who they are and what they say."

"No matter how hard you try to think like a dragon, you're still human, and you're still not free from that limitation."

"Yes, humans are fragile creatures after all." Tachibana Masamune said softly.

"So I have to say, Doctor, that your plan has a very serious flaw." Mr. Macallan took a sip of his wine, "You can simulate the mind of a dragon, but you can never simulate the mind of a dragon."

Tachibana Masamune's face was calm, and even if Mr. Macallan told him that his twenty-year plan was worthless, he would have to be calm.

Because this man is by no means an existence that he can compete with.

"For example, if your plan succeeds in the end, you can only steal a third of the White King's power in this way." Mr. McCarron said slowly, "And unfortunately, the spirit of the White King will be revived in your blood with authority."

"In the end, you will only become a carrier for the White King."

"What is this method called in Chinese immortal cultivation?" Mr. McCarron smiled, "I usually read a lot of books, let me think about it...... It should be called a snatcher, right?"

"Is there anything Mr. McCarron can do?" Tachibana asked.

"Ah, if I had me, I wouldn't be here, from ancient times to the present, it seems that only Chu Zihang has successfully walked this road alone, and even I am just through an alternative way......

"However, just relying on the experiments and broken intelligence chains in the Black Swan Harbor Research Institute, you can come up with this plan, which shows that you still have a lot of potential." Mr. McCarron beckoned.

The service team led by Deadpool came out with silver platters and laid out rich dishes on the table.

Cold-cut beef and cicada-wing-thin ham served with green arugula and topped with crumbled cheese.

"Do you know Ragnarok?" Mr. McCarron asked, slowly tying up his napkin.

"Yes." Tachibana Masamune filled him with a glass of wine.

"That's not a legend, it's a reality, and there will definitely be such a catastrophe that will destroy the world in the future, and even gods will be destroyed."

"Then there is another question, the world will be rebuilt, new gods will be born, if the old gods are referring to the Black King and his children, then what are the new gods? Is it a new dragon that has evolved by being baptized by the blood of the Black King?"

"I don't know." Tachibana Masamune said.

"Of course, this question is still too profound for you, and you are not qualified to touch the reality of the world." Mr. McCarron motioned with his eyes for Deadpools to move another chair, "Wait

When you actually ascend the throne, you will be qualified to sit at this table and eat with me."

"Then what are you ......," Tachibana Masamune asked suspiciously.

"Let me experience it in advance." Mr. McCarron smiled, "Didn't you say before, we are on equal footing in this chat."

Tachibana Masamune sat down across the table in trepidation.

"Speaking of which, Dr. Herzog, I admire your values." Mr. McCarron put the ham in his mouth, "You see, the world is a huge table, like the one in front of us now."

"It's the nature of living beings to eat, if you don't eat others, others will eat you."

"And usually only a handful of people can sit down at the table, like you, like me."

"Tokyo was originally just an ordinary international metropolis, but with a god ascending to Takamagahara, this ordinary international metropolis will soon turn into a sea of corpses and blood."

"But His light will illuminate this city forever...... I would love to talk to this deity about the future of the world, and if He is willing to stand with me, then a glorious future will come before us sooner."

"You mean...... A fully embodied white king?" Tachibana Masamune asked cautiously.

Mr. McCarran shrugged noncommittally, "The world is in tatters, it should have been rebuilt long ago, and in a world without kings, rebels kill each other."

"We have fought against each other for the throne, but when the true King returns, all of us will have to prostrate ourselves at His feet and accept His punishment."

"Even though we have lowered our heads enough to touch the ground, the king will not forgive us, for we have His blood on our hands."

His eyes were indifferent but sincere, as he had said before, it was a chat based on equality, and Tachibana Masamune was no longer his follower, but his friend or relative.

"I don't understand what you mean." Tachibana Masamune trembled slightly.

From these inexplicable words, he heard something that he would never touch.

If you touch it, you'll die.

"Nothing." Mr. McCarron smiled again, "Just a little complaint, for we are all afraid, afraid of the fate that will eventually come."

He pulled out a dark crystall-textured weapon from his waist and held it in his hand.

It was like the head of a spear.

「Go！ Go！ Go！ Boys run! Our beautiful guests need you to save them!" Humpback whales shouted outside the dressing room, and the cowherd who changed her makeup came in and out.

"Come on, come on!" Lu Mingfei ran out of the bathroom with his pants.

"Sakura-chan, cheer up on your first day of work!" The humpback whale slapped him on the shoulder, almost knocking him down, "There are not enough people! Go and pour the guests a drink!"

"Yes, yes! Go now!" Lu Mingfei rushed to the hall at a speed of 100 meters, fastening his belt as he ran.

"Make up the perfume! Don't smoke the guests! Show your fighting spirit! Running like a horse on a man's ikebana!" Humpback whales roar with their arms raised.

8 p.m. to 10 p.m. is the busiest time for Takamagahara, and the guests under the stage begin to summon the familiar cowherd to come out to accompany the drink, and the traffic in front of the door is also flowing.

The late guests are often groups of girlfriends who have dinner elsewhere and come to Takamagahara to join the big party of singing and dancing, and the cowherds have to go over to say hello.

There is a shortage of manpower everywhere, cowherds and waiters are running and working, and humpback whales are roaring outside the dressing room backstage, like circus owners.

He rushed into the glare of light, and before he could catch his breath, he found a boy in a black suit and white bow tie who had just opened a fine bottle of champagne and was waiting for him at an empty table.

The flow of time slowed down suddenly, and the successive waves of sound in the ears softened.

"Can I wrap you up tonight?" Lu Mingze put down a crystal glass in front of Lu Mingfei and poured champagne into the glass.

", I'm not gay with you, and this counts as ***

！」 Lu Mingfei hugged his shoulders in disgust.

"Okay, okay." Lu Mingze sighed, "Every time I tell you a bad joke, you don't have any intention of answering."

"So what the hell is going on?" Lu Mingfei sat down across from him, "Do you want to bother you to come to my little cowherd shop for a trip?"

"Ragnarok is about to open early."

「…… I wasn't mentally prepared for you to tell me this all of a sudden." Lu Mingfei frowned, "What's the matter?"

"It's just in advance, there's no why."

"The great restraint of history, the inescapable fate, the Good Friday of the kings, the Lord of Despair rose from the abyss, armed with two watermelon knives to cut from the North Pole to the South Pole." Lu Mingze shrugged, "You should be mentally prepared, brother, didn't you say that many things will be different this time?"

"You're not a human being, but can you speak human language?"

"Okay, let's talk about people...... Odin, is this name familiar to my brother?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned, "Familiar."

"Of course, he doesn't just have the name Odin, he can be a lot of people." Lu Mingze picked up the wine glass and touched it on Lu Mingfei's glass, and then drank it all.

"For example, the prophet Merlin in Celtic mythology, the main god Odin in Norse mythology, he can also be Major Bondarev in the Black Swan Harbor incident, and Nido, the administrator of the hunter's website, seems to have a new name in recent decades......

"The current head of the Gattuso family, Pompeii Gattuso."

"Well, I've guessed that." Lu Mingfei shrugged, "Actually, we haven't been able to figure out a lot of things in our previous lives, right? Suddenly, Nidhogg awoke, and then began the movement of destruction, one after the other."

"First the tide hit all the cities near the shore, then the cities built on the earthquake zone were destroyed, the main rivers were diverted, the life of the Amazon jungle was not spared, the supervolcano erupted, the ash spread to an altitude of 10 kilometers, and finally the whole earth was obscured for several years."

"Hmm." Lu Mingze snapped his fingers, and the glass was filled with clear yellow wine again, "Everything is too fast, we haven't been able to figure it out."

"But I guess it's this Odin...... Let's call him Odin first, he likes the way the name works."

"Odin wants to prevent Nidhogg's resurrection and devour his authority in order to upturn this fateful end and build a new world...... But he failed."

"Nidhogg is still resurrected, wreaks havoc, and then the world is left with just the two of us."

"That's right." Lu Mingfei nodded, "Then what's going on this time?" Why is Ragnarok so early?"

"Brother, your presence has affected the course of history." Lu Mingze said faintly, "Haven't you heard that the secret of heaven cannot be revealed? When someone tries to interfere with the operation of the celestial machine, they will be counterattacked."

"What you said clearly at the time was 'Those who rebel will be pierced into the deepest part of hell by a scorching spear, okay, don't be like this, otherwise you won't even remember what you said.'"

"Well, I'll admit that I did say that, it doesn't matter, it means the same thing anyway."

"So what now?" Lu Mingfei also drank all the champagne in one gulp.

"What can we do, I can only hope that all the chess pieces we laid before can be used."

"......" Lu Mingfei was silent for a while and asked, "Is Odin coming to Tokyo?"

"Well, I arrived this morning."

"I'm sick of it, this ruined city is a mess." He scratched his hair irritably, "I thought the events in Tokyo in my previous life were messy enough, but now?"

"Let me count how many of these forces will participate in the crazy party of the White King's resurrection. The Secret Party, the Kassel Academy, Henkel and the North American Half-Blood Forces, Odin and his Valhalla, the Dragon Elders, Herzog, the sky and the wind will also come and intervene......

"It's not as bad as you think, Odin and the Presbyterians, and the ocean and water

The king's brother and sister can be counted as a force."

"And Brother Sky and Wind, you can rest assured that the one who has the power is dead, and I mean completely dead, even with the crown."

Lu Mingze said slowly, "And even if Li Wuyue is resurrected, it won't be a big problem, just let Chu Zihang kill it again."

"Dead?" Lu Mingfei was stunned, "Li Wuyue, his brother, is dead?"

"Well, it's probably the time when you were busy with Chu Zihang and Ye Mengjiad's love history."

"How did you die?"

"Even if it's devoured, some people just love to be ghouls, and there's no way around it." Lu Mingze picked up his wine glass, "Don't talk about those bad things, let's drink first."

"I'm not in the mood to drink." Lu Mingfei waved his hand, "How much do you know about Odin's plan?"

"He has been doing experiments, looking for half-bloods who can complete the path of becoming gods, you should know this, the former King Arthur, the current Herzog and Chu Zihang are all his experiments."

"He used a thousand years to lay out this game of chess, and he advanced for the camp step by step for a thousand years, which can be called a strategic strategy, but how can he bear an unexpected pawn who has completed the path of becoming a god before him?"

"So this time he jumped out in advance, to kill this little bastard Chu Zihang, and to find out the secret of his body."

"Of course, this is only incidental, the most important thing is ......" Lu Mingze stared into his eyes, "The event of the resurrection of the White King itself."