Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 345 The Mistaken End (2)

Han Qiu had no resistance to such an invitation. He jumped onto the platform with a knife in hand and the show began.

Xia Mi also jumped out of the well carrying the Yuan brothers, with Yuan Zhisheng in his left hand and Yuan Zhinu in his right hand, as if they were holding two pieces of bloody beef, their bodies soaked in blood.

Yuan Zhisheng was more seriously injured than Yuan Zhinu. Drinking the dragon's blood gave him unprecedented power, but he could not face such a god alone.

It has almost grown to its full potential, and only needs the final transformation to break away from the form of the Yamata no Orochi, complete its evolution, and become the king. Such a god is terrifying.

Xia Mi, who had always been reluctant to enter the dragon state, had to use this power in order to go down the well to save people.

But even with this strength, she was injured. The scales on her shoulder were broken and blood oozed out. The wounds looked like they were left by a sword, but also like they were caused by the teeth of a wild beast.

"Yuan Zhisheng chopped off three heads, and Yuan Zhinu chopped off two heads." Xia Mi reported the results of the battle to Han Qiu, threw the poor emperor back to the people of the Execution Bureau, and complained: "Ten Musangyun is too powerful."

The wound on her shoulder was caused by Ame no Murakumo, and the bone spur at the tail is the first of the three sacred artifacts in Japanese mythology.

You can't blame the hybrids for being obsessed with the power of dragons. It's like a noble who never has to worry about wealth in his life seeing the elixir of immortality.

The pinnacle of the hybrid alchemical creation is not as strong as a piece of the White Emperor's own bone.

"Leave it to them." Han Qiu snapped his fingers at Xia Mi, "Have a good rest."

Sakura and his men began to treat the injuries of Gen Chisei and Gen Chinu.

Yaksha fired the first shot, then pulled the pipe to pour mercury into the bottom of the well, and shouted at Han Qiu unhappily: "Mr. Han, aren't you going to do anything?"

"Yuan Jun said that the affairs of the Sheqi Eight Clan were settled by the Sheqi Eight Clan themselves. The Sheqi Eight Clan cut off their fate and curse by themselves. You can ask him." Han Qiu leaned on the railing and glanced at Yuan Zhisheng. "Oh, he fell asleep. You can wait until he wakes up to verify it."

Yaksha turned his head away, suppressed his swear words, and vented all his anger into the bottom of the well.

Everything went in an orderly manner and seemed to be going exceptionally smoothly.

The regular tree was constantly reconstructed and destroyed. The Yamata no Orochi at the bottom of the well roared towards the wellhead and tried to rush up but was forced back by firepower.

There are many young people who want to see the magnificent face of God. Those with high bloodline are fine, but those with low bloodline will vomit blood and faint at the very least, and ascend to heaven at the worst.

The invisible spiritual realm continued to expand, and the righteousness of the Sheqi Eight Clans showed a tendency to retreat.

Han Qiu admired the scene with a smile, and looked at the masked man in a suit beside him from time to time and asked, "Is it fun?"

The man in the suit and mask was a little confused about what this madman meant and could only remain silent.

"Don't try to retreat, don't even think about defending." Han Qiu shouted to the people below. Although he had never fought a war with a dragon king, he was sharing his experience of fighting with a dragon king. "The god has been injured, don't be afraid. There is no possibility of retreating in a war with dragons, and there is no defense either."

It was like he was giving a speech, and the family behind him was good at it, and he had heard another guy give a speech before.

"The strength of mankind does not lie in bloodline at all, but in courage. Only if you are not afraid of death or loss can you continue to persevere."

"To be a god-killer, you must be fearless. You must level mountains and fill the sea. If you are alive, you have nothing. Why should you be afraid of death?"

Just as Han Qiu described himself, he couldn't speak seriously for too long.

These were the limits of what he could think of, and the last sentence was meaningless: "Fuck him, what a coward!"

Yaksha only felt that Han Qiu was buzzing like a fly. He was so angry that he looked up and cursed: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will kill you with a cannon!"

Han Qiu smiled and shut up. After a moment, he lowered his voice and said to the masked man in a suit, "This is what you want to see, right? I'm not talking to you. You're just a tool. I'm talking to..."

Han Qiu pointed to the communicator in the man's ear.

"It seems that you know a lot of things." The masked man in a suit said calmly.

These words came from his mouth, but they were not his personal will.

He is just a messenger and a tool.

"That's why I didn't attack you the first time. And because I didn't attack you, they didn't dare to attack you." Han Qiu said.

"You can't command the Eight Snake Clan."

"Compared to that lunatic you fooled, I really can't command the Eight Clans of Sheqi. But I still have face, and it's not small."

"Not very convincing." The masked man in the suit glanced down at Yasha.

"Where is Herzog?" Han Qiu's face suddenly darkened.

"It's not time yet. What you see now are just the fireworks before the end."

"Since you are here, it means you know my intention."

"So we changed the route." The man in the suit and mask said, "Even though I was angry."

"It seems that you still... intend to be the king of the dark side and dare not come to the stage."

"I just need a verification. The solution for the aftermath has already been worked out. You are the only exception. You jumped from the dark corner to the stage and are talking to me now."

"You only dare to send one person to talk to me. As for you, which beach are you on now?" Han Qiu asked.

"Want to come to me? You are not qualified. I am doing this more for Jörmungandr's sake." The man in a suit and mask said coldly.

"Are you not afraid that I will do something reckless and drag you from the dark side to the tabletop?"

"Does anyone believe you?"

Many of the words should sound funny, but this one... is too serious.

Han Qiu felt that it was a little less interesting and meaningless. "Indeed, when those idiots heard about dragons, they ran over and shouted about killing dragons. It was annoying... Killing you would be even more annoying. There would be no room for maneuver."

"I didn't expect you to consider this. I thought you were just a passionate young man who thought the world was small because you had acquired some inexplicable skills."

"I have always felt that I am insignificant, but dreams are not insignificant." Han Qiu saw that the people of the Execution Bureau were retreating step by step, and the Yamata no Orochi with only three heads left was about to crawl out of the well, so he accelerated the pace of negotiations: "From the beginning to the end, I have no intention of preventing the White King from being resurrected, but there is a prerequisite, try not to let anyone die."

"I know that others may be deceived by you, but I know very well that you want the Dragon Cross. You can be a very good chess player, but it's a pity that you are missing the most important thing."

"what?"

"Ruthlessness and determination. I have been paying attention to the time when the secret party was hunting you and Jörmungandr. You are too greedy. If it weren't for luck, you wouldn't be qualified to get this far."

"Luck is just a reward for my kindness," said Han Qiu.

"It's good to be young." said the masked man in a suit.

"I can't fall asleep." Han Qiu smiled.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing. Tell me about the other route you have drawn up. I'll see if I can accept it. If I can, maybe I won't overturn the table and will be willing to cooperate with you in acting. I like exercises, and I also like lies."

"I'm not afraid of you flipping the table, and I hate it when you call yourself Loki. Do you deserve it?"

"I insist, do you have to take care of whether it's worthy or not?"

After a brief silence, the masked man in a suit turned and left. "Take these ants away if you want to save them."