Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 256 The Origin of the 8 Snake Family

"Hurry up, is King Bai dead or not?" Lu Mingfei asked.

After Lu Mingze took the last photo, he slowly spoke: "He is basically dead, and he and the descendants of the White King were buried together in that forbidden place, where the White King was executed, and buried forever under the glacier."

"You said basically, so that means he's not dead, right?"

"Brother, you really understand me. I'm not dead, not completely. I left behind the Holy Grail and the Holy Relics. The former can pass on the bloodline of the White King, and the latter is a disgusting thing like a parasite, and it is also the key to the White King's resurrection." Lu Mingze said: "In Japanese mythology, there is a guy named Izanagi who made a contract with the remaining will of the White King. He got the Holy Grail, which means he became a descendant of the White King, and at the same time brought out the Holy Relics."

Lu Mingze stroked the mural and continued, "The Holy Relics are the key to turning hybrids into pure-blood dragons, and are also the key to the White King's resurrection. The two are not contradictory, but some people always believe that after they merge with the Holy Relics, they will not be erased by the White King's will. The White King once deceived humans. He understood humans' greed and arrogance, so he used the Holy Grail to preserve and extend his power, and used the Holy Relics to preserve his own body and will."

“Holy Relics… From the name, it means bones, right? Dragons can survive with only bones?” Lu Mingfei opened his mouth wide.

"The White King is the king who controls the spiritual elements. It is not a difficult task for Him. As long as the spirit remains, any greedy person who wants to ascend the throne will become the body of the White King. He will return to this world and absorb the power of the Holy Grail to restore himself." Lu Mingze said: "Izanagi once wanted to destroy the Holy Relics, but after many attempts, it was still fruitless. It is not something that humans can destroy. So later, Izanagi sealed the Holy Relics, but in order to consolidate his position, he sacrificed to the Holy Relics."

"Why? It has to be sealed and sacrificed. Izanagi should know the disadvantages of the holy bones, right?"

"I know, that's why it has to be sealed. And because of greed, sacrifices have to be made. That is the way for the half-bloods to ascend to the throne. You don't need to do anything, just tell everyone that I have a way to become a god, and then you will have countless followers. So, brother, you don't understand humans as well as the White King does."

"crazy……"

"Madness with power is not madness, but exploitation. Izanagi is the best among the hybrids. He can endure the temptation of the Holy Relics and even use them in return. But his children... are not so kind. He gave birth to three descendants: Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi, and Susanoo. He handed over the task of protecting the Holy Relics to his descendants, led by the three priests, to protect this world and the inheritance of this lineage. Unfortunately, Susanoo, one of the three priests, did not have the same tenacity as his father. He accepted the temptation of the Holy Relics and gave the White King a chance to revive."

"Has the White King been resurrected?" Lu Mingfei finally began to grasp the key point.

"Yes, using Susanoo's body as a foundation, he became the new White King. But he didn't recover to his final state. There is a process during this period. He needs to absorb enough nutrients. The descendants who inherit the power of the White King are the best nutrients. During this process, the new White King has another name..." Lu Mingze pointed to the eight-headed snake on the mural, "Yamata no Orochi."

"Yamata no Orochi..." Lu Mingfei thought of something, "Yamata no Orochi Eight Clan?"

"This is the result, not the process." Lu Mingze was very satisfied with Lu Mingfei's proactive judgment. "Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi joined forces to kill the Yamata no Orochi, and sank the city Takama-ga-hara built by my father into the sea, along with the holy remains. The city that symbolized the glory of the White King's bloodline disappeared from the land. At the same time, that battle also buried most of the mixed-bloods of the three branches. From then on, the old era turned over."

"Takama-ga-hara? Isn't that a gigolo club?" Lu Mingfei started to have wild thoughts again.

The glorious city that sank to the bottom of the sea...

"Wait, the ancient city seen in the Longyuan Project!"

Lu Mingze nodded, "Yes, that is Takamagahara, where the White King's holy remains are buried."

Lu Mingfei thought for a while and asked, "Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi, and Susanoo, are these three people or three families?"

"There are three families, but three priests will be born in these three families. Because they are the direct descendants of Izanagi, only this group of people can give birth to extraordinary beings, and they are the best candidates for the Holy Relics to be parasitized. They define this extraordinary being as... the Emperor. The descendants of the White King are very special, because of the spiritual elements of the White King in their genes, their bloodline has a certain probability of safely crossing the critical blood limit and becoming an existence comparable to pure-blooded dragons."

"You won't become Deadpool?"

"No. In that mythological era, although the number of emperors was not large, it was not as small as two or three. But in order to kill the Yamata no Orochi, too many were buried. As time went by, the number of emperors became fewer and fewer, until each generation was considered successful with one emperor. This decline was inevitable, and the tribes in the mythology gradually declined to the point of being mixed in the underworld. In the early years, they were still famous families, but later modern weapons appeared, and there were various reforms. The continuation of the three branches of Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi and Susanoo became the leaders of the underworld. They had new identities, the Minamoto family, the Tachibana family and the Uesugi family, and led their followers to build a new force called the Yamata no Orochi Eight Families."

"How can it be!"

It was Fingle's voice.

Lu Mingfei's eyes went dark for a brief moment before he noticed that everything had returned to normal.

Caesar, Chu Zihang and Finkel all stared at him, with varying degrees of surprise on their faces.

"How is that possible?" Lu Mingfei had a bad feeling.

Chu Zihang reminded: "You interpreted these murals."

Finkel couldn't even hold the camera steadily. "You mean, the Sheqi Eight Clan is the continuation of the mythical family, the descendants of the White King? And there are also hybrids among the White King's descendants who have crossed the critical blood limit. Damn, didn't the academy say that it was an iron rule? Once you cross that line, you will fall into the abyss, your bloodline will be extremely unstable, and you will gradually or even immediately become a slave to the dragon blood, a monster without consciousness."

Caesar has always been proud of his bloodline, and he doesn't believe such words: "The academy's current highest rating for hybrids is 'S' level, which is a stable bloodline close to the critical blood limit. Can the super hybrid you mentioned exist? And how can you understand these murals?"

It's over, it's over!

Lu Mingze is a liar!

Lu Mingfei’s mind was working rapidly. How should he explain it? He couldn’t just say that he could see someone while no one else could, except him.

He told me everything I know.

Do you believe this? This is a joke!

If things go wrong, I might be treated as a mental patient, and end up being as miserable as that guy Zhao Menghua.

It’s strange, why would I talk nonsense?

"Uh... I don't know either. I just feel like I can understand it."

When you are undecided, just say you don’t know and create a mysterious enough situation.

Anyway, I really don’t know.

Caesar's gaze towards Lu Mingfei became a little strange, but Lu Mingfei's expression didn't seem like he was lying.

Chu Zihang tried to smooth things over at this time: "He might be a little special, otherwise the principal wouldn't pay so much attention to him."

“Maybe…” Lu Mingfei scratched the back of his head. “When I cracked the bronze palace, I suddenly understood it…”

Caesar slowly withdrew his gaze. Although he was no longer troubled by it, he still kept the matter in his heart.

Maybe I'll find a way to study it later.

"It's roughly the same as my interpretation, but more detailed," said Chu Zihang.