Chapter 119

No! Not one, but a group!!

In Gen Shizheng's shocked eyes, these "big fish" with distorted bodies, as if they had smelled the top-grade bait, swam here one after another, and then one by one put their heads on the glass wall, staring intently at the three people outside the water storage tank.

And facing the gaze of these "big fish," Gen Shizheng was stiff all over, only feeling a chill reaching the bottom of his heart, with an indescribable sense of fear.

The reason for this was because these "big fish" in front of him all had faces resembling humans, while their bodies were full of chaotic distortion.

For example, the human-faced fish closest to him had a beautiful female face and long black hair, the face was a bit pale, and there were faint traces of micro-invasive plastic surgery between the eyebrows.

But what was beautiful was only that face. The human-faced fish began to deform from the neck down, the lower body merged into a python-like tail, and only the remnants of feet could be vaguely seen.

Seeming to notice Gen Shizheng's gaze, she suddenly opened her mouth and let out a harsh scream.

At the same time, two clear cracks tore open from both sides of those exquisite cherry lips, extending all the way to the root of the ears, revealing sharp fangs as dense as thorns, making Gen Shizheng's hair stand on end.

However, the human-faced fish's roar only lasted for a few seconds before a giant claw covered in scales attacked from behind the mermaid, dragging it back into the middle of the water tank.

Immediately after, the dozen or so human-faced fish around began to surround and kill this smaller peer.

They greedily and excitedly bit a part of the prey's body, crazily swinging their long tails, using the huge power of twisting their bodies to tear the prey apart.

A moment later, the prey and the predators together formed a strange fleshy flower.

A demon flower with snake-like petals, each petal was twisting and swinging, and red blood smoke rose above the water surface...

"It's really ugly!"

A faint voice sounded. Wu Xian lifted Tachibana Masamune, who had already passed out, and revealed a mocking smile, then raised his hand and waved, throwing him at Gen Shizheng's feet.

"See it now? This is Tachibana Masamune's true face, and the secrets he hid are far more than just this one."

Stiffly lowering his head, Gen Shizheng's gaze fell on this old man whom he regarded as a father, loved and admired, and sadness and anger at being deceived gradually appeared in his eyes.

Gen Shizheng was not a fool. In the entire Snake Eight Families, except for Tachibana Masamune, who was the family head, no one had the ability to build such a hidden space at the bottom of Gen's Heavy Industry, and raise such a number of dead servants without anyone knowing.

And if you observe the area around the water storage tank carefully, you can even see various different torture instruments and experimental equipment, with bloodstains still remaining on them.

Clearly, Tachibana Masamune's purpose in building this space was to study dead servants, and Gen Shizheng could also guess the source of these dead servants—nine times out of ten, it was related to those family members with unstable bloodlines.

If this was really the case, then no matter what Tachibana Masamune's reason for doing so was, his behavior was a taboo that the Snake Eight Families, and even the entire hybrid group, could not tolerate. Calling him guilty of death was not an exaggeration at all!

Thinking of this, Gen Shizheng looked up at Wu Xian again, recalling the other party's various behaviors before, as well as his background as Cassell Academy and his powerful strength, and involuntarily began a brainstorm.

Suppose... he meant suppose, if Wu Xian was not a Long Wang, but the ultimate weapon cultivated by Cassell and the Secret Party together.

Then he came to Japan this time, very likely because the headquarters noticed the secret hidden by Tachibana Masamune, and was sent to handle this matter.

It was also because of this reason that he was so unscrupulous in doing things, just like Angers who swept through the Japanese hybrids back then, directly using the most powerful and rough means to solve the problem.

After all, doing so not only completed the task above, but also stepped on the face of the Snake Eight Families again, letting them recall the fear of being dominated by Angers, and understanding that the headquarters still had absolute control over the branch, and if they didn't want to die, they had to be obedient.

In this way, everything made sense...

His fists clenched tightly, Gen Shizheng looked at Tachibana Masamune, who was lying on the ground and had more breath out than in, and closed his eyes in pain.

After a long time, he stretched out his hands, slowly drew the two long blades from his waist, and said in a low tone:

"I have already understood your Excellency's meaning... The family head, he indeed committed an unforgivable mistake, and should be executed immediately. And I will personally give the headquarters an account, and I will bear the blame afterward. I only hope that the headquarters can show mercy to the family."

???

Looking at Gen Shizheng's posture of destroying relatives for righteousness, a string of question marks floated on Wu Xian's forehead. He didn't understand what this guy was making up in his mind again.

Rolling his eyes, Wu Xian raised his hand and waved, directly flicking away the long blade in Gen Shizheng's hand, and then in his surprised and puzzled eyes, said helplessly:

"Don't fight with the air. My main purpose for coming to Japan is Erii, everything else is just incidental.

As for letting you see these things, it's also because I don't want you to be deceived by others like a fool. After all, no matter what, you are Erii's biological brother."

"Ah this..."

Gen Shizheng was stunned by these words. Clearly, he had never seen a routine like Wu Xian's, and for a while, he thought about even more things.

Wait! What did he just say?!

"Your Excellency, you said I am Erii's biological brother?"

Gen Shizheng's breathing was slightly rapid, and he tentatively said: "Is there any misunderstanding? Erii is the bloodline of the Uesugi family left outside, and I am a branch of the Gen family. Even if there is a relative relationship, it can only be considered a cousin..."

"No, you are her biological brother."

Wu Xian looked at him deeply, "And Gen Zhinu, the three of you have the same father, at the very least you are half-siblings... Forget it, it's too troublesome to explain, see for yourself."

After saying that, Wu Xian used Dual-Life Hands and placed it on Tachibana Masamune's forehead.

Ten seconds later, accompanied by the flashing blue light, a light ball the size of a ping-pong ball was taken out by him and handed to Gen Shizheng.

"I declare in advance, there are even more exciting things in here... To be honest, I didn't show it to you before because I was afraid you couldn't accept it, so I brought you here, just wanting to have a gradual process."

"And now, since you have already seen part of Tachibana Masamune's secrets, I think you have some preparation, and it's time to know more of the truth."

Listening to these words, Gen Shizheng's heart trembled. He didn't understand what was in this light ball that was even more frightening than the secrets here.

But he didn't say anything, just reached out and grabbed this light ball, and then according to Wu Xian's instructions, placed it on his forehead.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it————！！！！"

At the same time, somewhere in Tokyo, in a large base located more than thirty meters underground, a silver-haired man with the characteristics of both an eighty-year-old man and a twenty-year-old young man was crazily throwing and smashing things in a laboratory inside.

And in those bursts of cursing, there was hysterical anger and despair, as well as a trace of fear that the silver-haired man himself hadn't noticed.

With a bang, he threw a chair against the wall, then supported the experimental table with both hands, breathing heavily.

At the same time, under the silver hair, those cold blue eyes were full of gloom and resentment.

The man's name was Jung von Herzog, a German who had served the Third Reich and was the youngest doctor in the Imperial Biological Research Institute.

Until World War II, Germany was defeated, and he and other scientists were sent to the nameless port in the Arctic Circle called "Black Swan Harbor" as Soviet prisoners of war, relying on their excellent brains and scientific research capabilities to conduct research on dragons and hybrids.

It was from that time that Herzog saw the truth of the world and was obsessed with the power of the dragon race, longing to become a great existence like the Black King, which was the god he believed in.

And to achieve this goal, Herzog operated for decades. During this period, he encountered various hardships, and he even spared no effort to remodel his body, becoming a weak artificial hybrid.

Because of this, he also awakened a Spirit Word that others thought was "weak," and combined with scientific means, forged the identities of Tachibana Masamune and the King of Kings.

Afterward, through various calculations, he let the "himself" of these two identities hold the power of the Snake Eight Families and the Fierce Ghost Crowd respectively, staging scenes of self-directed and self-acted struggles, just to wait for the sweetest fruit to fully mature, and then pick and enjoy it.

However, just today, an accident that shouldn't have appeared disrupted the steps of this perfect plan, making everything start to develop in an unpredictable direction.

And this was also the main reason for Herzog's incompetent rage.

"It was just a little bit away. As long as I have two more years... No! Just one year, and I can be crowned as a god and control this world."

"Why... why did such an inexplicable guy suddenly appear at this time!"

"And with such terrifying power, could it be that he is really a Long Wang, and has already known my plan, wanting to enhance his power by devouring the remains of the White King?!"

"But, how could this be possible? How could he know these things... Wait! It's Bondarev! It must be that traitor Bondarev!! He is not dead yet!!"

Speaking of this, Herzog seemed to recall a certain night in the past, only feeling a sharp pain in his heart, and his eyes turned blood red!

No one could endure such humiliation. The plan he had devoted his life to was about to succeed, but at this time, someone appeared who wanted to pick peaches, especially that person, who might have betrayed him.

Unbearable!

Cannot endure!!

"No! I haven't lost yet! My identity hasn't been exposed yet, I still have the Fierce Ghost Crowd, I still have a chance to succeed!!"

Herzog said through gritted teeth, and then turned around, his gaze sweeping toward the laboratory in the base, the hundreds of humanoid creatures sleeping in the culture dishes.

The corners of his mouth hooked, lifting a cruel arc.

"No one can stop my path to becoming a god. I will eventually succeed and become the king of this world!!"

(End of chapter)