Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 346 The Mistaken End (3)

"No need, just leave it at that." Han Qiu refused, "I can't make decisions on their behalf, even if it means going to death. But I don't mind the trouble of pulling them back from the brink of death one by one, and then watching them rush towards death, and then I will pull them back again."

"Aren't you tired?"

"I never get tired of this." Han Qiu shouted, "Xia Mi! Do it!"

"Let's get ready to disperse." Xia Mi reluctantly dispersed the crowd.

This person whom I have never seen before...Xia Mi doesn't know what to call him.

She had only heard of but never seen the White Emperor.

Nidhogg once used the story of the White King to warn his children about the consequences of betraying him.

The Yamata-no-Orochi roared at Xia Mi, and Yuan Zhisheng took command of the battlefield as soon as his condition improved a little.

Ying helped him convey the order to retreat. At the end, Yuan Zhisheng looked at Xia Mi's back with gratitude, and then looked at Han Qiu who was standing high in the clouds.

Medicines have little effect on Yuan Zhisheng. The dragon blood that once brought him strength has now become poison.

"You have only a body but no intelligence, and you think you are worthy enough to roar at me?" Xia Mi didn't hold a knife either.

Dragons' wars always lack beauty; they fight and tangle.

Beauty and ugliness need to be contrasted. Han Qiu finally understood how... graceful Xia Mi's dragonization was compared to something as disgusting as the Yamata no Orochi.

"The nutrients absorbed by the sacred tree are enough to bear fruit. If you want to make trouble, it's your business." The masked man in a suit stopped at the entrance of the safe passage. "I admire young people like you who know the current situation. The greatest tolerance I have is that the people you want to save... don't die. But you can't take the White King's Dragon Bone Cross with you."

"Who knows?" Han Qiu shrugged.

"You can give it a try."

"If you tell me about the sacred tree, I can give up the attempt."

"It's nothing more than a more dangerous method, using human will to seize the king's will. Without the transition of the container, the only way is to sacrifice blood. The so-called sacred tree is nothing more than the alchemical matrix that concentrates power. I have always guessed that the world tree is an alchemical creation that contains supreme power, so Nidhogg wants to eat a tree so much."

"You don't even call him father."

"Is he worthy?"

"That's crazy enough." Han Qiu added, "Your tool is really useful. Aren't you afraid that he will betray you?"

The man suddenly laughed, "I think you have been thinking about something wrong."

Mercury vapor rose upwards, and my vision became a little blurry.

The mask was slowly taken off, revealing a strange face with a high nose, blond hair and blue eyes, and a European appearance.

Not Percy? Han Qiu was stunned.

"I want to give Herzog's stuff to him. He deserves it." The man threw down the mask arrogantly and fell into the mercury in the well. "I have answered all your questions. If you have a chance, you can come and talk to me. Bring Jörmungandr with you. Only those who can't be kicked out are worthy of cooperation."

As he spoke, he raised a finger and made a hushing gesture.

"If the mad dog of the secret party doesn't chase me and bite me, I can go to the beach to surf with you. I haven't learned it." Han Qiu said.

"I can teach you. It's easy."

"Thank you, great Mr. Macallan. I have another question. It's a bit ridiculous for the bloodline of Herzog to compete for power with the king who controls the spirit."

"So I have been trying my best to delay your time along the way. I had to let you come. I lied to him and told him that letting the fools from the Eight Clans of Sheqi come and die would add strength to the tree, and he believed it." The man narrated all this calmly, without any pride. "Compared to your plan, how do I compare?"

"I'm definitely no match for the old fox. You are the real smartest dragon king. Jörmungandr is nothing."

"My sister is very smart." The man continued, "I have controlled everything to be reasonable and not to collapse. Herzog has completed the blood transfusion operation and will arrive soon from Tokyo to Hokkaido. I am looking forward to it, but at the same time, I also want to make sure he... gets what he wants."

"Tokyo?" Han Qiu was surprised and felt like he was enveloped by something.

Seeing the man take out a new mask from his arms, he did not stop him.

He knew he had no right to stop it.

That’s not right. Why?

That's Odin's mask, why is it in Macallan's hand?

The long corridor hanging above and stretching across the front of the eyes suddenly became longer.

Han Qiu felt like he was locked in space and it was difficult for him to breathe.

The raging wind began to block the view. Due to the mercury vapor, the idiots in the Executive Bureau retreated a long distance, and because of the wind, they retreated again.

Xia Mi was so fierce that she took off the last head of the Yamata no Orochi with her bare hands. As a price, her body was covered with bloody holes pierced by Ame Murakami.

There were no injuries to her vital parts, and the powerful recovery ability brought by her noble bloodline made it unnecessary for her to care about these injuries.

Feeling an aura that was equal to or even stronger than her own, she couldn't help but look up.

The king looked at each other, even though they were wearing masks, the familiarity could not be concealed.

"Damn..." Han Qiu narrowed his eyes, feeling as if time was stolen.

It was indeed stolen, and the man's suit was stained red with the blood that seeped out. The wound below his heart was not so obvious, but it almost cost him his life.

Time Zero. Han Qiu couldn't tell whose Time Zero was stronger between this guy and the principal, but he could be sure that both of them were damn exaggerated.

He didn't blink the whole time and didn't understand what was happening.

Only Xia Mi knew that the guy jumped off the suspension bridge and headed straight towards the corpse of the Yamata no Orochi.

He took something from the corpse, and Xia Mi's claws pierced him.

The extremely violent blow almost landed directly on his heart.

He just wanted to run away, and returned to the suspension bridge in a somewhat embarrassed manner, panting and smiling bitterly: "Sister, you are still so violent."

Han Qiu has no right to interfere in matters between the Dragon Kings.

If you want to intervene, you will have to waste your own Musou bar, and there are more important enemies to face.

Xia Mi wanted to chase him, but Han Qiu stopped her: "Forget it, he will send the real enemy to us."

"What did you talk about with him?" Xia Mi jumped onto the suspension bridge.

"I lost." Han Qiu smiled bitterly.

"What do you mean?"

"I played chess with a chess piece for several months and thought I won, but in fact I only won a chess piece. He gave me some gifts as... a gift for seeking cooperation." Han Qiu praised: "Your brother is very powerful and smarter than you."

"Tsk." Xia Mi said unyieldingly: "I also hurt him, and he left a mark this time..."

Xia Mi stopped talking. She then noticed that Yuan Zhisheng and others who had retreated to the safe area looked confused, as if they had forgotten something.

Yaksha yelled at Han Qiu: "Han Qiu, why are you guys staying up there?"

"Is it over?" Genjiro looked at the corpse of Yamata no Orochi in disbelief.

There's a section of the spine missing.

He only knew that Xia Mi tore the ancestors of the eight Sheqi families apart with his bare hands.

"We can't play this game." Han Qiu treated these people as idiots.

Fortunately, the idiot also survived. He followed the route that guy took, passed through the security door, and looked up again.

There was a passage leading upwards, with rain pouring in through the opening. The steps were a bit slippery, so Han Qiu held onto the wall to get back to the ground.

The helicopter light shone into Han Qiu's eyes, and he saw the face that made him feel sick.

Herzog, Herzog, without any disguise, stood on the edge of the helicopter, wearing a German military uniform.

The guy wearing the Odin mask disappeared, and the thing that was taken away was in Herzog's hand.

"Mr. Han, long time no see, goodbye. You are right, as long as we are not in Japan, everything will be easy." Herzog flew away in a helicopter and waved to Han Qiu.

Yuan Zhisheng and others arrived late, but fortunately they saw that face.