Chapter 130

Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, one of the Eight Miraculous Skills, the pinnacle of artifact refining in the world of Under One Person.

Unlike ordinary artifact refiners who spend half their lives only able to manufacture a few magical artifacts, Divine Machine Hundred Refinements manufactures artifacts at an extremely fast speed. Not only can it mass-produce lower-level artifacts, but even high-end artifacts are not difficult.

The only trouble is that this divine skill requires talent in artifact refining; even the Main God version is no exception, and it is difficult to get started just by practicing the technique.

Wu Xian seems to lack talent in this area, and compared to spending time refining artifacts, he prefers to use his fists to reason with others.

Even if he sometimes needs the help of artifacts, he can hand them over to people he trusts who have talent in this area, letting them become his exclusive artifact refiners.

For example, Chu Xuan in the Main God Space is a good example.

However, besides artifact refining, there is another very interesting method in Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, which is that one can complete object control and object transformation on items in a very short time.

Even other people's artifacts can have their control rights snatched away, which is equivalent to an alternative version of "Knight Does Not Die with Empty Hands."

Very coincidentally, this is also the only skill Wu Xian has mastered in Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, and the object he is currently using for object control is exactly this pillar that was once used to imprison the Bai Wang.

The descriptions of this pillar in the original "Dragon Clan" work are not many, but after all, this is a tool used by the Black King to execute the Bai Wang. Having gone through ten thousand years of time without the slightest damage, it can be seen how sturdy its material is; it is very likely a powerful alchemical creation.

As for its size problem... after all, the legendary dragon race has the ability to change size at will, and something that can trap a Long Wang being able to grow and shrink is also very reasonable, right?

This was Wu Xian's previous thought, and when he used the technique of object control to try to master this pillar, he knew he had guessed right.

At the same time, the moment he saw Wu Xian put his hand on the pillar, a strong sense of fear and anger instantly struck Herzog's heart.

This was not his own emotion, but a stress response generated from the depths of the genes of this Bai Wang body, as if every cell was trembling, urging him to attack at all costs to stop Wu Xian's next action.

However, just as Herzog spread his wings, preparing to sprint, he suddenly felt an abnormality coming from his body.

Looking down, he discovered that at some point, blue talisman stripes had crawled all over his limbs and torso, simultaneously bursting out with strong electric light, paralyzing all the muscles and nerves in his body and binding him to the spot.

Heavenly Master Talisman—Immortal-Trapping Five Thunder Talisman!!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah——————!!!"

Under the pillar, Wu Xian switched to hugging the pillar with both hands, a beast-like roar coming from his throat, as if he wanted to pull it directly out of the ground.

And this pillar of heaven also seemed to sense something; amidst violent trembling, it began to emit dazzling light, permeating in all directions.

Seeing this scene, Herzog also roared at the sky, and terrifying power erupted in an instant, taking only a few seconds to shake off those talismans.

Subsequently, the dragon blood in his body surged and flowed, instantly restoring those paralyzed nerves to normal, and finally, at a speed exceeding the sound barrier, he flew into the golden light ahead.

However, the next second, following a loud, bell-like humming sound, Herzog's body flew out backward at a faster speed, smashing fiercely into a mountain peak, and then fell powerlessly to the ground.

A moment later, he stood up shakily, only to see his chest clearly sunken, his spine almost breaking out of his back—clearly hammered to pieces by some blunt object using pure power.

At the same time, the golden light slowly dissipated, and Wu Xian walked out holding a golden copper staff.

He reached out to weigh the copper staff, then performed a gorgeous staff flourish and hung it behind his back, only then grinning and saying: "Sure enough, just as I thought, it is indeed a handy weapon."

Saying this, he looked toward Herzog's side again, a playful look flashing in his eyes.

"Ten thousand years ago, the Black King used this pillar to trap the first-generation Bai Wang and tortured him to death."

"A thousand years ago, Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi joined forces to nail the second-generation Bai Wang to this pillar."

"And now, it is the turn of you, the third-generation Bai Wang, to be beaten to death alive by this pillar... Don't you think this is also a kind of arrangement of fate?"

"Impossible! Impossible! This is impossible————！！！！"

Hearing this, Herzog's eyes were blood-red, roaring as he gripped the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi in his hand, like a warrior wielding a sword against a demon king, full of tragic aura.

If he hadn't spread his wings and flown toward the sky in the opposite direction.

"How should I put it, I am not surprised at all, it's just a pity..."

Wu Xian looked up at the white figure gradually moving away, couldn't help but chuckle, and then suddenly raised the golden copper staff in his hand, stabbing it fiercely downward. Along with the rapid extension of the copper staff, it disappeared from where it was.

"You are too slow!"

The voice suddenly sounded from behind, making Herzog feel a shock in his heart, but by the time he reacted, intense pain came from behind.

The heavy power made him fall like a cannonball, but before he could make contact with the earth, his crotch area felt pain again, and his whole person flew into the sky again...

At this moment, Herzog seemed to have turned into a ball, and a group of Wu Xians formed a circle from all directions, treating him like a baseball bat and hitting him back and forth with the copper staff in their hands.

During this period, it wasn't that Herzog hadn't thought of resisting, such as using the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi to cut off the copper staff, but after several attempts, he could only leave shallow white marks on it, and finally, he couldn't withstand the continuous heavy blows and was beaten away directly.

I don't know how much time passed, but this one-sided slaughter finally ended. The two figures entangled in the air suddenly separated, one flying toward the sky, and the other falling like a meteor directly into the earth below.

In the deep pit, Herzog's body, which had long since lost its human form, was revealed. His wings were broken, his limbs had turned into rotten meat, and the surface was pitted and bumpy; there was no piece of good meat left.

In fact, for dragon races above the second generation, this was not a fatal injury, and Dragon Kings could recover in a short time.

But strangely, Herzog's terrifying self-healing ability also seemed to be greatly weakened, and for a long time, there was no sign of any improvement.

From this, it can be seen that the pillar might be like the Seven Deadly Sins, possessing a restraint against the dragon attribute.

"Uh... uh..."

Herzog lay in the deep pit, emitting meaningless sounds from his throat. His only remaining eye saw the firelight approaching in the sky.

In a trance, he seemed to see an angry, roaring black dragon waving its claws of judgment at him.

Is this his final ending?

Really, so unwilling...

Boom——————————————！！！！！

Ten minutes later, near Mount Fuji.

In the long silence, this world-famous active volcano began to tremble slightly. In the crater, firelight faintly appeared, as if a huge disaster was about to come.

"How is it possible! Why at this time..."

Near Yamanashi Prefecture, feeling the trembling under his feet, Gen Yasushi's expression changed drastically, wanting to take his family of four and the people of the Snake Clan Eight Families away.

But suddenly, a red flash passed before his eyes; it was Erii's figure brushing past him, running toward the direction of Mount Fuji.

Seeing this scene, Gen Yasushi's expression became even uglier.

Damn it! Has this kind of dog-blood plot happened after all?

Uesugi Koshi, Gen Yasushi, and even Gen Yamei, who had returned to normal, all cursed in their hearts, but immediately afterward, they all chased after Erii without exception, wanting to forcibly take their daughter (sister) away from this dangerous area.

But just in the next second, the trembling feeling around them stopped abruptly, and the direction of Mount Fuji returned to calm.

Everyone looked at this scene in a daze, their faces full of confusion.

Only Erii was still running forward, her red and white shrine maiden outfit fluttering in the wind, like a cloud of sunset, and with the setting of the sunlight on the horizon, it was breathtakingly beautiful.

Just at this moment, the void on the road ahead twisted slightly.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, a slender and upright figure appeared out of thin air, as if he had been prepared, smiling and opening his arms.

And when she saw the other person, a smile also appeared on Erii's face. When the distance between the two was less than three meters, she crashed into his arms like a swallow returning to its nest.

"I'm back."

Wu Xian whispered in the girl's ear, his eyes and tone filled with indescribable tenderness and lingering affection.

"Welcome back, Godzilla, and... I want to tell you one thing."

"What?"

Hearing this, a flash of curiosity crossed Wu Xian's face.

Erii raised her head, reached out to touch Wu Xian's face, and whispered: "I don't want the world to like me anymore, because... as long as Godzilla likes me, I have won the whole world."

"Godzilla is the best!"

As soon as the words fell, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Wu Xian's lips.

Five days later, a private plane from Illinois, USA, like someone from more than twenty years ago, slowly landed on the private tarmac of Haneda Airport.

Hilbert Jean Anjou, an old gentleman of 130 years old, his gray hair and gray beard were groomed meticulously, looking dignified and elegant.

He slowly walked off the plane, took a deep breath of the air in Neon, and let out a long sigh.

As if reminiscing about the smell of gunpowder and smoke from the past.

"My second S-class student, where has he gone now, Noma?"

He whispered to the empty air.

The next second, a soft female voice sounded in the Bluetooth headset, "According to the last information, he returned to Gen Clan Heavy Industry five days ago and has not come out since."

"Gen Clan Heavy Industry, the headquarters of the Snake Clan Eight Families?"

Hearing Noma's words, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and then smiled and talked to himself: "It seems that those gangsters are really becoming more and more restless. Is it because of that newly appointed Patriarch?"

"I heard that he is a young man with deep schemes, and he is ruthless, not even letting go of his foster father... Well, since I'm here this time, let me properly counsel him on his ideology so that he doesn't go down the wrong path in the future."

"As for our S-class..."

Speaking of this, Anjou couldn't help but think of the news he had obtained from Noma and various forces these days. It must be said that except for the little white rabbit who was still taking remedial classes at Kassel, none of the other S-classes were fuel-efficient lamps.

Look at the good deeds he did in the Neon branch: scraping away the head of the Uesugi family, conflicting with the current Patriarch, and then suspected of intervening in the inside story of the death of the previous Patriarch...

These three things, any one of them alone would be shocking, but he was involved in all of them. Coupled with the fact that the academy had confirmed his bloodline level as S-class, this made him, the principal, have to come to Neon in person, wanting to take away this student with huge potential.

Of course, besides these, he also had to investigate other things.

For example, what exactly happened in Tokyo, Neon, more than half a month ago, to the point that information was completely blocked, and even Noma couldn't find any clues.

Thinking this way, Anjou had already walked out of the exclusive VIP passage, and then, unsurprisingly, saw a large crowd of people in black suits at the entrance waiting for him.

And the young man at the head, he had seen photos before coming, was exactly that deep-scheming current Patriarch—Gen Yasushi!

"Ho, is it actually the Patriarch welcoming me in person? What an honor."

Anjou slowly walked to Gen Yasushi's side, hooked the boy's neck in a "good brother" manner, "How about it, are you going to take me to experience the current scenery of the Snake Clan Eight Families?"

Anjou's arm exerted slight force, and Gen Yasushi also lowered his head slightly, looking at the tattoos on Anjou's arm that were deliberately exposed, sighing helplessly.

"Of course, Principal, as long as it is you, you can come to the Snake Clan Eight Families for inspection at any time. In addition, my father should also be very eager to see you."

"Your father?"

Anjou was slightly surprised when he heard this, and asked subconsciously: "Tachibana Masamune? Isn't he already dead?"

"No, I have nothing to do with that man."

Gen Yasushi said expressionlessly, while taking a postcard out of his pocket and handing it to Anjou: "My father is named Uesugi Koshi, the 72nd generation Shadow Emperor of the Snake Clan Eight Families. Besides that, someone also entrusted me to give you something, Principal."

"Uesugi Koshi... is your father."

Upon hearing the name "Uesugi Koshi," Anjou was a bit stunned. After taking the postcard, he looked at the content on it in a daze, and his mouth twitched again.

"Respected Principal Anjou, thank you for coming to Neon specifically to find me, but I am going on a honeymoon trip now and cannot listen to your teachings for the time being. I hope we can meet formally at Kassel four months later. I am looking forward to it... Signed: Your excellent student, Wu Xian (＞＜)."

Anjou: "..."

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Dragon 3 ends! Next, a new chapter begins!

The fourth day of the Lunar New Year! May everything go as you wish! Asking for monthly tickets and investments at the beginning of the month!

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