December 1, Shinjuku, Tokyo.

Deep in the sewer, a flashlight illuminates the darkness of the five fingers that cannot be seen, and three figures swaying on the wall in turn.

Pompeii, Bondalev, Herzog.

It has been almost two weeks since the first meeting.

During this period, they were on standby in Gaotianyuan throughout the whole process, without any action, and even communication was limited to travel, food, and other topics that were not related to the matter. It seemed that the three of them were not ambitious people who wanted to subvert the world, but the elderly care team.

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Just when Herzog thought such a boring life would last for a while, Pompeii suddenly said early this morning: "Prepare and start to set off tonight."

Then it's now. After making enough preparations, they entered the maze-like sewer again and crawled forward on the dark side of Tokyo.

"Why is today?" Herzog asked halfway through the way.

"Because Leviathan is almost here, we are expected to see news of the tsunami attacking Japan within three days," Pompeii said.

"Leviathan? Is its destination Japan?" Herzog was shocked.

"It seems that its other brother is in Japan... It's so lively now. Guess how many dragon kings will fight to the final battle in Japan?" Pompeii said.

"Hey!" Herzog was dissatisfied.

"Don't complain to me, it's not me who led the Dragon King." Pompeii felt a little aggrieved.

Bondalev spoke calmly: "Doctor, don't worry, we are ready to deal with the Dragon King, such as the weapon you have experienced, the sword of heaven, which has been cruising over Japan for some time."

"God's reprimand? It's already in place?" Herzog felt a tremor of fear as soon as he pronounced the name.

"Yes, it has not been revealed on this timeline yet. It is an unknown secret ace." Pompeii was a little proud.

"By the way, God's reprimand...what is it?" Herzog asked seriously, "That's definitely not an ordinary weapon, otherwise it would never be able to kill me in the White King state!"

After thinking for a while, Pompei shrugged and smiled: "It seems that he can't hide it from you, Doctor... That's right, God's reprimand is not a simple technological weapon. The sword core is not a simple tungsten rod, but

Something that seems incredible to you."

"Related to alchemy?" Herzog was interested in technical details.

"Among the technical components of the gods, alchemy does occupy a considerable proportion. The outside of the sword core is wrapped with two layers of secret metal, the inside is the earth element, and the outside is the wind element. When it is placed in the universe, these two layers of shells are covered with the outer shell.

It will disintegrate in turn, and the frictional reaction between elements will reach a wonderful state. After the wind element diffuses, it forms an arc with a diameter of two thousand meters. In the range of the arc, the ground element is expressed with pure gravity, and finally forms a

The small nuclear explosion condensed in the field will not detect any reaction afterwards, so it is not an exaggeration to say it is environmentally friendly." Pompeii said with a smile.

"If this still cannot satisfy your scholar's desire for knowledge, then I will reveal some inside information, such as... do you know the Black King's exclusive spirit?"

"The Emperor of Serial Number 1?" said Herzog.

"The emperor is just a little thing with ceremoniality. A truly powerful killer must be placed at the end of the Spirit List." Pompeii said mysteriously.

Herzog shook his head, the knowledge about the Black King was beyond his knowledge.

"The Sword of Damocles, the pure power of destruction." Bondalev revealed this answer.

"Dharma... Kris' Sword?" Herzog was stunned, "The Black King's exclusive spirit?"

This well-known allusion needs no need to be repeated.

"In history, the Black King has only used this Spirit once to kill the White King," said Bondalev.

"In the starry sky outside the atmosphere, the Black King raised the height to the top that all tribes could not see. There, the god-like emperor used the sharp blade that he had never waved, the Word Spirit Damocles

sword."

"Thirteen sharp blades of world-destroying fall from the sky, and at first were nine swords on the edge. They blocked the enemy's range of movement, and then four swords on the middle level. Their goal is to nail the opponent's limbs, and finally the most central one.

Put the sword and destroy everything completely.”

"Thirteen swords fell one after another, and the White King fell, and there was no more power to resist."

"This is also the prototype of God's reprimand. In other words, it is trying to imitate the power of the Black King with human power. Although the effect is too much discount compared to the original version, it should not be too much of a problem for you who have just ascended the throne.

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"There are such weapons to protect us. Are you still worried about the uninvited guests that may appear next?" Bondalev showed a cold look.

Herzog was speechless.

He just hopes not to eat the second time in the divine reprimand.

"There is another question, who is our enemy this time? Cassel Angers? Lilith? Or something else?" Herzog continued to ask.

Although he has not left home these days and the only way to get in touch with the outside world is TV news, he has already keenly noticed something is wrong with his bloodline that is close to the pure blood dragon clan.

"Everything includes, but the more difficult enemies than them are the heroes." Bondalev's eyebrows slightly frowned.

"Heroic Spirit? What is that? The warrior of the Twilight of Ragnarok?" Herzog was puzzled.

"That's right, the warriors of the Twilight of Ragnarok, the heroes who are loyal to Odin, are now crossing that door on a large scale and coming to this world," said Bondalev.

"In myth, they are heroes who deal with the twilight of Gods, but as far as the situation is concerned, they are more like the culprits of all this." Pompeii quickly responded.

"It is precisely because they will invade in a large amount soon, that Lilith chose to recover at this moment, and there will be a series of subsequent fluctuations."

"We also have to mention taking action in advance, even if the current time is not ripe," said Bondalev.

The three of them walked and chatted in the sewer, trying to keep the volume down.

They didn't walk for long, and they arrived at their destination.

It is located directly below Genji Heavy Industries, with turbulent water flowing from all directions, and large turbine equipment makes thunderous roars deeper.

The Iron Dome Temple, the drainage system that the Bajias of Scherqi are proud of, and it also assumes the responsibility of transporting prohibited items.

"This is the entrance to Yezhishiyuan? I didn't expect it to be directly below the base camp of the Bajias of the Snake Qi." Pompei sighed.

"According to classics, there are many entrances to Yezhiyuan. The Iron Dome Temple is just one of them and it is also the only entrance I discovered." Herzog looked around.

"Two days, I need two days to open this entrance."

"So long?" Pompeii frowned.

"It's already the fastest speed, and it has to be progressed smoothly and cannot be interrupted... This is just below Genji Heavy Industry, and it's hard to hide it from them completely."

"You can rest assured that the Basilica of Sheqi has faced serious difficulties recently. There are not many people left to search here. You can rest assured to carry out your opening ceremony."

"Then I'll be relieved." Herzog put down the suitcase he carried with him and took out the tube of Chen Motong's blood from it.

"Something is wrong, this tube of blood." Herzog's face changed.

Pompeii quickly stepped forward to observe.

The blood stored in the low temperature should have been quiet, but at this moment it seemed to be reviving, with a faint boiling momentum, and bubbles kept floating up.

"Is this?" Pompeii also expressed doubts.

"Chen Motong, is awakening." Bondalev slowly walked up and stared at the bright red blood in the glass tube.

Pompeii's eyes vibrated.

"Didn't I say that the dusk of the gods is coming, life and death, time and time, the boundaries between the world and the world are gradually blurring, and the things that were originally sealed are gradually being unsealed... Chen

Mo Tong, she is about to wake up."

Herzog shook his head and said he didn't understand. He didn't even know Chen Motong's current state.

"Press up, doctor, we have a very tight time, we must race against time," said Bondalev.
Chapter completed!