Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

"The old man probably thought he couldn't escape, so he wanted to drag us down with him... All the incompetent and incompetent rulers of the past did this. They loved to drag their beloved ones down with them to be buried with them!"

"How sad! If we were to perish here, it would not only be a loss for the academy, but also a loss for all of humanity! It seems the birth of Unit-01 and the realization of human migration to Mars will be delayed by at least fifty years!"

The technical geeks in the Equipment Department complained about Principal Ange's ruthlessness, the failure of their own great dreams, and the loss of all mankind. Even Deputy Minister Karl's face was not looking good.

"Mission awaits! Do your best to break through the firewall of the bastard American government!" Deputy Minister Karl ordered his researchers. "Move quickly! We're in a hurry!"

"Are we going to call in bombs from Okinawa to blow up the bastard principal's helicopter?" asked the researcher with thick glasses.

"What's the point of blowing up that bastard principal? That old guy has already cut off all our escape routes!" Deputy Minister Karl said viciously, "The old guy is obviously crazy. He won't stop until all the enemies are killed. Then we have no choice but to kill the 'god' and those corpse guards. If the old guy dies here, we won't be able to escape!"

After Deputy Minister Karl's words, the technical geeks in the Equipment Department rushed downstairs like 300 Spartan warriors who had been given a shot of chicken blood. They raised their arms and shouted, "Down with the 'god', kill the corpse guards, and oppose Ange's dictatorship!"

The vice-president was leisurely gazing at the vast night scene of Tokyo...Tonight in Tokyo, there were no dazzling neon lights, nor endless streams of traffic. There was only stagnant water and damaged streets. Thunderclouds gathered overhead, and heavy rain fell from the sky. It seemed as if a piece of the sky had collapsed, and it seemed as if it would fall down at any time.

"Aren't you leaving yet, Vice Principal?" Miyamoto Ze came to the Vice Principal's side and asked quietly, "The weather is terrible. Tokyo has lost its usual splendor tonight. The tsunami is coming soon. It's not safe to stay on the roof now."

"How long will it take for the next tsunami?" The vice-principal did not answer Miyamoto Ze's question, but asked Miyamoto Ze in return.

"Five minutes." Miyamoto Ze glanced down at his watch. "Maybe less than five minutes. The second tsunami wave is expected to be stronger than the first. The building will shake violently... Even if you really want to stay on the rooftop and enjoy the view, why not move to a more central location on the rooftop?"

"Are you afraid that I'll be swept away by the tsunami if I'm not careful?" asked the vice principal.

"No, no, that's not what I meant..." Miyamoto Ze shook his head embarrassedly.

"Don't worry, all those years of beer drinking aren't for nothing, and neither are the fat accumulated. With my weight, even a thousand-meter wave can't knock me down." The vice-principal touched the spot where his proud eight-pack abs once stood, now only a large piece of greasy flesh. "Damn, I haven't had a beer all day, and I'm already feeling worse. My belly is almost back to normal... Go find me some beer."

Miyamoto Ze looked at the vice-principal's belly that was about to burst the buttons of his oversized jeans, and thought to himself that this level was only when he was in poor condition. Then when you were in your best condition, couldn't you fill up the entire rear cabin of a helicopter by yourself?

Miyamoto Ze certainly didn't dare say this in front of the vice-president. He simply pointed at the bottle of wine tucked into the vice-president's hip pocket and asked cautiously, "Don't you still have some? Tokyo is in such a state of chaos right now. There shouldn't be any bars or pubs still open, right?"

"Stupid! I want beer, not whiskey! You Japanese can't even tell the difference between beer and foreign liquor!" the vice-principal shouted angrily, rarely revealing his dignity as a vice-principal. "If you can't find a bar open, why don't you go look for alcohol on the street? The tsunami just now must have overturned the stage cars and vending machines on the roadside! Wouldn't it be a waste if we don't destroy all this alcohol soaked in seawater? You Japanese are so rigid. You need to be taught everything. Can't you use your brains?"

"Hello!" Miyamoto Ze bowed deeply to Vice Principal, ran quickly to the stairs and left the rooftop of the building.

"This cleverness is far inferior to those three little bastards in our college." The vice-principal shook his head as he looked at Miyamoto Ze's back and sighed that this child is incorrigible.

……

Lu Mingfei was stuffed into the back seat of a black Volvo sedan. Yuan Zhisheng, with an expressionless face, sat next to him, while Herzog himself sat in the driver's seat.

Unexpectedly, this time Herzog did not use any ropes or chains to restrain Lu Mingfei, as if he had determined that Yuan Zhisheng was sitting next to Lu Mingfei, and the weak Lu Mingfei would have no chance of jumping out of the car and escaping.

Of course Lu Mingfei knew where they were going, the Tama River area, where the "God" was resurrected. After confirming that Lu Mingfei could serve as a "container", Herzog calculated the time and couldn't wait to sacrifice him to the newly resurrected "God".

"In this case, wouldn't it be more convenient to reach the Tama River area by helicopter?" Lu Mingfei asked Herzog, who was in the driver's seat. "You have been monitoring the geological conditions in the Tama River area and predicted the time of the 'God's' resurrection."

Chapter 600 The End of the World

"Your caution exceeded everyone's expectations. Even though Genji knew your identity, he underestimated your vigilance, and so he suffered at your hands," Lu Mingfei said to Herzog. "Even though your plan failed, you still didn't give up your ambition. That's why the Ghost Tribe prepared vehicles and weapons long ago and appeared in Takama-ga-hara as if foreseeing the situation... But didn't you prepare a helicopter for yourself?"

"A helicopter is too conspicuous. As you said, with my cautious nature, I wouldn't use something as conspicuous as a helicopter to travel around Tokyo." Herzog shook his head. "After a tsunami, whether it's the Snake Family or the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, the number of helicopters they can mobilize is bound to be very limited. Each helicopter is deployed for disaster relief or to transport an important person. In a situation like this, even if there's a one percent chance of being targeted, I won't gamble, because the chips of victory are in my hands. Similarly, I can easily get a luxury car that's more stylish and faster than this one, but in a situation like this, safety is the most important thing."

Herzog fastened his seat belt, and the black Volvo sedan rushed from the alley in the street into a hidden road. Lu Mingfei sat in the back seat, saying nothing... After Herzog's plan was repeatedly interfered with by Lu Mingfei, this ambitious conspirator did not lose his composure, but became doubly cautious. He was really an extremely difficult opponent!

The car drove out of the alley and came onto a straight overpass. The overpass was empty and no one was on it. An iron fence and a sign saying "Highway under test, no entry" were placed across the entrance of the overpass, blocking private cars from entering. It looked like a road that had just been repaired and had not yet been put into trial operation.

But in fact, this viaduct was built several years ago, but there has been no access to it. The government has never announced the purpose of this viaduct. People only know that one end of this extremely long viaduct is in Tokyo, and the other end is in the distant Yamanashi Prefecture, spanning nearly 100 kilometers.

In fact, this viaduct was built secretly by Herzog after he bribed the government. This seemingly fast viaduct connecting the two cities actually starts near Herzog's laboratory and goes directly to the mountains and forests around Hongjing in the Tama River area. It will never be open to traffic on weekdays because this viaduct was built specifically for Herzog.

It turns out that Herzog had made such preparations around his secret base several years ago. This rigorous and foresighted approach is truly admirable.

The black Volvo sedan came to the front of the iron fence. The infrared probe in the camera sensed the arrival of the vehicle and slowly twisted the angle, aiming not at the license plate but at the direction of the main driver's seat.

"Open, 'The Road of Evolution'." Herzog whispered, and the iron fence really responded to his call and opened after Herzog said this.

It turns out that the detection of the camera probe here is based on iris recognition, voiceprint comparison and special voice password unlocking. Herzog's intelligence and caution are fully demonstrated here. Except for Herzog himself, probably no one can walk through this viaduct named "Road of Evolution".

A black car was driving on the elevated road in the rainstorm. Ahead was a long, straight and wide road, like the stairway leading to "life" in the Western hell. The streets on both sides under the bridge were full of difficulties and hardships. The streets were extremely congested, and those who were rushing on them were struggling on the road of destiny with little hope, escaping death by a hair's breadth.

All kinds of vehicles were jammed in the streets, and the long stream of traffic made the roads so blocked that it was impossible to move forward.

The tsunami just now broke the psychological defenses of all Tokyo residents. Those who were lucky enough not to be affected by the tsunami are scrambling to flee the city, wanting to be as far away from the sea as possible. People in the east fled to the west, and people in the west turned around and fled to the south after encountering the erupting Mount Fuji. Traffic accidents occurred frequently, and the intersections of several main roads have become a mess.

On the streets of Tokyo today, you can see all kinds of luxury cars that are rarely seen in daily life, such as super sports cars like Rolls-Royce, Ferrari and even Lamborghini. But no matter how expensive or luxurious the luxury cars are, they are now no different from those of ordinary people.

Even the mechanical beasts equipped with V12 engines are just trapped beasts at this moment. They are stuck in the middle of the road, scratching, crowding, and even colliding. The car owners no longer care about how much they once loved their cars, nor do they have time to calculate the cost of repairs and depreciation of the cars. The desire to survive drives everyone's instinct. At this moment, there is only one unanimous thought in people's minds... to survive.

The roads have been cracked, and some streets have even collapsed. The traffic volume has long exceeded the road's carrying capacity by several times. Every car is crammed with people. Looking down from above, the crowded streets look like a group of migrating ants.

"Look at this scene, isn't it tragic? Tokyo originally had the world's most advanced disaster relief plan, and its roads were meticulously calculated and designed, but now they're completely useless," Herzog lamented from the driver's seat. "This is the wrath of God, and humanity is completely powerless to resist. How can we predict a disaster caused by a creature beyond human imagination? This is just the newly revived God, and I can't help but look forward to her complete form... When the Yellow Springs Road is completely connected, the gates of Hell will also be completely opened!"

It is indeed as Herzog described, the power of "God" far exceeds the scope of natural disasters. Only hell can describe the scene before our eyes. The emotion of fear permeated from everyone's heart and enveloped the entire street. Some people began to honk their horns, urging the vehicles in front to give way, but the road ahead was also blocked. The sound of horns was like an infectious disease, spreading rapidly among the crowds and vehicles.

After a while, every car started honking its horn. Some people even cursed at the cars in front of them. The streets were filled with the irritable honking and dirty insults. Some people were so angry that they even used the front of their cars to hit the back of the car in front of them. The manic cars behind also rammed it one after another, and the road was completely blocked.

"The tragedy isn't just that humans' power is so insignificant compared to 'God,' but also their deep-seated cowardice." Herzog chuckled contemptuously. "This cowardice breeds insecurity, fear, selfishness, and countless other negative emotions. Have you ever heard of the theory that human nature is evil? The world has been dominated by such weak and selfish creatures for too long, becoming corrupt and ignorant."

Yes, Herzog, who experienced World War II, was deeply touched. The war brought him endless trauma and feelings. People raised their swords against others for the sake of interests, but in the final analysis it was due to the fear in their hearts... In peacetime, they were afraid of the rapid development of others and started wars unexpectedly. In wartime, they were afraid of revenge and killed everyone. If in a stable society, human beings can still shout slogans of strength and prosperity, maintain superficial calm and harmonious development with each other, then once the troubled times come, the ugliest and most unbearable nature deep in the human heart will be exposed.

"No." Lu Mingfei in the back seat suddenly interrupted Herzog.

"What?" Herzog was stunned. He looked at the expressionless Lu Mingfei through the rearview mirror and frowned slightly.

"I'm saying you're wrong," Lu Mingfei said calmly, his gaze fixed on the underpass, the long line of cars reflected in his eyes. "Humans may indeed have some bad habits, but there's also something in their hearts...love."

Just like how Eri likes to stand on the rooftop and gaze at the small squares of families in the high-rise buildings in the distance, each car is a three-dimensional screen, on which an unrehearsed drama is being played out...where the most real joys and sorrows of the world are being played out.

In some cars, men honked their horns furiously, cursing at the traffic jam ahead and the rear-end collisions. They looked like desperate lunatics desperate for chaos in the apocalypse. But when they heard sobbing coming from the back seat, the men immediately put away their ugly faces and put on their most gentle and loving voices, saying, "Dad, is my voice too loud? Did it scare you? Don't worry, daughter. Dad will definitely protect you."

In some cars, young people were honking their horns anxiously, their phones tightly clenched in their hands. The phone's interface was frozen on the Line chat history window, with more than a dozen unread messages occupying the chat screen. The last unread message sent was "I'll pick you up right away!", and the contact's note was "Mom".

In some cars, an elderly man sits in the driver's seat, and next to him is his wife, an equally elderly woman. It is not known whether the elderly couple has no children or their children are not with them. The elderly couple is now caught in the chaotic traffic and looks very helpless. Neither of them can use advanced smartphones. They are driving an old Honda sedan, which is probably more than fifteen years old. This old car has poor safety performance. Even if the road is clear, it will certainly not be able to outperform the new car driven by young people in a severe storm. When the disaster strikes, the elderly couple will surely be the ones in the most dangerous situation... But at this moment, the expressions on their faces are even calmer than those of the young people. The husband's wrinkled hand holds the wife's wrinkled hand, and the four vicissitudes of life and death reveal the indifference that transcends life and death in their four vicissitudes of life eyes.

In some cars, there was a middle-aged man in the driving seat. From his shabby Santana sedan and ordinary clothes, it could be seen that the man's life was not very smooth. However, his passenger seat and back seat were filled with children. These children had been separated from their parents while fleeing and were picked up by him along the way. The middle-aged man held the steering wheel tightly and promised the children in a firm tone that he would help them find their parents. If they couldn't find their parents, he would take care of them for the rest of their lives.

...There are too many situations like this. Maybe there are villains and thugs, but people with kindness and love also exist. It's like hundreds of movies playing at the same time. Maybe they are tragedies, but they still have the power to move people's hearts and make them cry.

"What's the point? They're all destined to die. No matter how strong their ties are, or how touching their love, it's useless in the face of ultimate power." Herzog retorted to Lu Mingfei's rebuttal, "It only makes things more tragic. How can the struggles of ants earn the pity of a giant dragon?"

"Does anyone among them even ask for mercy?" Lu Mingfei asked Herzog. "Doctor, in my opinion, you're the pathetic one. Perhaps you'll gain supreme power, but you'll never experience the warmth of cuddling together, or the courage you muster for your loved ones... because you have no family or friends, and no one in this world loves you."

"Only the weak live in groups; wild beasts walk alone," Herzog said unmoved. "Ultimate creatures don't need that kind of encumbrance."

"Doctor, have you heard another story? There was a child living in the far north who had never seen a flower in bloom. He told himself that flowers were smelly, ugly, and useless. Whenever other children gathered together to admire the beauty of flowers, he would sneer." Lu Mingfei said softly, "Is it because they don't need them or because they can't have them? Who is the truly sad one?"

……

The second tsunami surged in at this time, and the sky-blocking waves once again submerged the entire Tokyo. Countless high-rise buildings and bridges collapsed under the powerful waves, and the whole city was shrouded in a doomsday atmosphere... People did not know how long this unprecedented disaster would last, and they also did not know that at this moment when everyone was frightened and fleeing, there was still a group of people holding on to the center of the city, stubbornly fighting against this huge catastrophe.

Tokyo Meteorological Bureau Hall.

The vice-president was swaying with satisfaction the two cans of wheat craft beer that Miyamoto Ze had finally fished out of the stagnant water for him. He took small sips of them cherishingly, savoring the aroma of the malt liquor lingering between his lips and teeth... He actually tasted the cheap beer as if it had the texture of 1982 Lafite.

"The US military firewall has been breached, and we've hacked into their spy satellites," Deputy Minister Carl told the Vice President. "The eruption of Mount Fuji has finally stopped. Now, apart from the most chaotic zone directly above Mount Fuji, we can capture live aerial satellite images of the area around the Tamagawa River."

"Well done, guys, project the image right in the center of the hall!" The vice-principal waved his hand.

EVA's response was absolutely swift, and the images captured by the spy satellite were immediately projected above the conference table.

In the very center was a mass of elemental turbulence that even infrared heat could not penetrate. Surrounding the center were the mountains on the edge of the Tama River and the surrounding areas. Some of the mountains were engulfed in raging fires, while others were covered in snow.

Chapter 601 Cocoon

"Is my eyesight getting worse again?" The researcher with thick glasses adjusted his glasses. He stared at the image projected by the EVA, stunned. "White? Are those mountains white? Are they covered with snow?"

"You're not dazzled, because I saw it too." The bald researcher's eyes widened. "It's really snow! Those forests are shrouded in a frost! Oh my god, this scene completely defies the laws of nature. The elements in that area are completely disrupted!"

"No, it's impossible! The elements and climate can be disrupted, but the objective laws of nature cannot be violated!" Deputy Minister Karl shook his head vigorously, indicating that it was impossible. "Even a mountain as high as Mount Fuji has only one-fifth of its summit covered in snow. How could the other mountains in the Tama River region, which are less than a thousand meters above sea level, be completely covered in snow? Moreover, lava, wildfires, and violent storms have melted even the snow on Mount Fuji. The Tama River region should be in a high-humidity and high-temperature environment, with an atmospheric temperature of at least 50 degrees Celsius. How could there be sub-zero ice?"

Having said that, the fact appeared before their eyes against nature. Although the resolution and visibility of the image were very low, everyone could still distinguish the white snow and the yellow-green mountains. Miyamoto Ze quickly walked to the broken floor-to-ceiling window and squinted at the distant mountains in the west.

Under the black thunderclouds, the vast mountains really turned into a piece of snow-white. A few hours ago, there were dark green mountains and yellow soil, but now it has turned into snow-capped mountains covered with silver. Mount Fuji with billowing black smoke is still clearly visible in the distance, but the surrounding environment seems to have traveled through Siberia in the severe winter season. It is psychedelic and terrifying when you think about it carefully.

Suddenly, Miyamoto Ze seemed to have discovered something. His body shook violently and he quickly trotted to a storage box in the corner of the hall to look for something.

A moment later, Miyamoto Ze ran to the broken floor-to-ceiling window again with a high-power military telescope. He raised the telescope and looked towards the mountains of Tama River. Miyamoto Ze's eyes were about to pop out, and the scene he saw made him feel cold all over.

"It's not snow... that stuff isn't snow!" Miyamoto Ze yelled in horror. "Spider silk... that's spider silk. The whole mountain is covered in white spider silk!"

The vice-principal stepped forward and snatched the telescope from Miyamoto Ze's hand. He looked towards the Tama River area. The expression of this old cowboy, who was always unruly, became serious for once.

"It's certainly not snow, nor is it spider silk," the Vice Principal said gravely. "To be precise... it's cocoon silk."

It was indeed not snow that covered the mountains. The vice-president could see clearly that it was some kind of snow-white silk, which was denser than spider silk. This white silk spread in all directions from the Hongjing area as the center. The huge rocks, trees and mountain shapes along the way were all wrapped up by this strange white silk, turning into a world of glass, as if some unknown creature was forming a huge cocoon there that could wrap up the world.

"Silk?" Cold sweat broke out on Miyamoto Ze's forehead.

"Indeed, this overwhelming presence signifies the God's complete resurrection. This is the God's evolution, a metamorphosis. She subconsciously releases power, altering her surroundings to create a safe cocoon for herself," the Vice Principal explained in a low voice. "But unlike the silkworms you imagine spinning cocoons, this cocoon silk carries the God's will and is extremely aggressive and corrosive to its surroundings, especially to all living things. This filament draws energy from within living things, supplying it to the transforming God. Contact with it is absolutely fatal. The trees on the mountain are slowly dying."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of everyone in the Meteorological Bureau hall changed. Whether they were people from the Equipment Department of Kassel College or researchers from the Rock Flow Research Institute, they were all knowledgeable scientists, but the behavior of "God" at this moment had completely exceeded the scope of conventional biology. This was a power from another dimension.

"If we must explain it scientifically, it can probably be understood as a brutal and overbearing parasitism," Deputy Minister Karl's expression turned grim. "This parasitism transcends species boundaries and doesn't require a single dependency. It's the hunting state of a 'god,' like opening up a vast territory. The 'god' will... devour every living thing within it!"

Deputy Minister Carl's words made everyone shudder. In the past, they all regarded "God" as a monster with only brute force, but now everyone suddenly realized that "God" was also a cruel glutton. She was also the supreme existence in the dragon civilization and was a creature that absolutely stood at the top of the food chain.

"If the principal hadn't stopped the swarm of shrine guards..." a researcher from the Ganliu Research Institute said cautiously, "I mean, if some of the shrine guards had successfully reached the Tama River area, they would have been devoured by the 'god'. Once the 'god' regained its power, wouldn't her domain be able to expand to encompass Tokyo, Saitama Prefecture, and Yamanashi Prefecture?"

The entire hall of the Meteorological Bureau was silent. No one could answer this question. The atmosphere was more depressed than ever. After realizing the gap between the power possessed by humans and the power possessed by "God", Miyamoto Sawa and the researchers from the Ganliu Research Institute turned pale, as if they had lost their parents... But the next moment, they were startled by a deafening shout.

"Fight her mother!" a researcher from the Equipment Department suddenly shouted, "If we don't kill 'God' and her mother together, we will never have peace!"

"Although I know that 'God' has no mother, I support you!" Another researcher also shouted, "If we don't kill him, our great dream of turning Unit-01 from a blueprint into reality will never be realized!"

"I've taken control of the drone at the US military base in Okinawa!" a volatile researcher yelled as he operated it. "Fuck him! Send her two Hellfire air-to-ground missiles to whet her appetite!"

Under the puzzled gazes of Miyamoto Ze and the researchers at the Ganliu Research Institute, the researchers at the Equipment Department of Kassel Academy suddenly became excited. They had just been terrified and wanted to flee Japan as quickly as possible, but now they all seemed to be energized. The expressions on their faces were so ferocious that they looked as if they wanted to pull the mother of "God" out of the grave and whip her corpse.

"You'll get used to it. These guys have such extreme personalities. Give them the chance to escape, and they'll be the most cowardly of all. They'll be eager to launch themselves into outer space to preserve the precious spark of human civilization." The Vice Principal patted Miyamoto Ze on the shoulder and said, "But once their escape route is blocked, they'll absolutely go crazy and fight the enemy to their death... These are the psychopaths our college is so proud of!"

……

Ange stared at the number on his phone that couldn't be dialed and sighed deeply.

During the few minutes on the road, Ange kept trying to call Uesugi Yue. He firmly believed that if the former supreme leader of the Japanese underworld was willing to help them, even if they could not kill the "God" in the end, at least the corpse-guarding frenzy would have a greater chance of being stopped... But several times the phone was filled with the same busy tone, and then it was automatically hung up. From beginning to end, Ange never got through to Uesugi Yue.

Ange didn't believe that a tsunami alone could kill the once supreme "Emperor", but when he thought of Uesugi Yue's old age and frailty, and the mountain of forbidden DVDs piled up in his trolley, perhaps the old guy's body had been hollowed out by beauty and desire over the past sixty years... Ange's heart couldn't help but beat fast. An old and weak "Emperor" might really be killed by the super tsunami just now.

Of course, Ange hoped that his old friend was safe and sound, but the Sea Forest Park was just a few hundred meters ahead, and it seemed that there was no way to contact Uesugi Yue. Ange silently put the phone back into his suit pocket.

The helicopter was hovering in the sky above the Sea Forest Park, and the ladder was lowered. Ange and the other three needed to climb down the ladder by themselves. Guns and other supplies would also be dropped from the air. Because of the volcanic eruption and the awakening of the "God", Japan's magnetic field had been completely disrupted. The waves were so big that they seemed to overturn the entire park island. The helicopter had no way to land, and even if it managed to land, it would be difficult to take off again.

Ange took out two plane tickets from the lining and handed them to the pilot in the cockpit.

"Narita Airport is open. Fly the helicopter there and then take a passenger plane to leave Japan," Ange said to the pilot. "You all have families and ambitions. There's no need to throw your lives away in Japan."

The driver took the ticket from Ange's hand and looked at him with burning eyes.

"This is already a task beyond the regulations, there is no need to be so moved." Ange said.

"I'm not touched, Principal," the pilot said honestly. "Caesar and Chu Zihang have already taken action. Could you please get off quickly? The wind is getting stronger, and the driving conditions are getting worse. If you don't leave now, I won't be able to board the plane in time!"

The Sea Forest Park is built on an independent small island, about ten kilometers away from the port in Tokyo Bay. On the opposite bank of the island is also an independent small island, on which is the Tokyo Seaside Power Plant, which supplies one-tenth of the electricity for the entire city... At this time, most of the land on the two islands facing each other has been submerged by sea water, and the only two remaining footholds are the last strongholds before Tokyo Bay. Once the tide of corpse guards breaks through these two islands, the whole of Tokyo will no longer be able to stop their pace.

"They haven't arrived yet." Ange looked out at the raging sea. "Now, describe to me the characteristics and weaknesses of the Corpse Guardians."

"They are scarier and more cruel than Deadpool. Deadpool can barely be called a living being, but the Corpse Guardians are merely moving corpses crafted through ancient alchemy." Chu Zihang introduced them to Ange. "The combat effectiveness of the Corpse Guardians varies, but they are generally stronger than Deadpool. A powerful Corpse Guardian can even be as powerful as two or three Deadpools."

"We also encountered a rotten dragon-like corpse guardian in the abyss. It possessed combat power far beyond that of the next generation species." Caesar added.

"The combat power far exceeds that of the next generation." Such a description made Ange frown. "How did you escape from being chased by such a thing?"

Caesar was slightly stunned. He opened his mouth but didn't say anything. He knew how the corrupt dragon was dealt with, but it was difficult for him to tell the truth to Ange... Whether it was the dragon-like Lu Mingfei or the super hybrid Uesugi Eri, it was difficult to tell the principal about it. The mortal enemies of Kassel Academy, whether they were dragons or even dangerous hybrids, were all targets that the academy must kill.

Caesar turned his head and looked at Chu Zihang. He knew that he had said something wrong, so he looked at Chu Zihang for help.

"Nuclear power module." Chu Zihang received Caesar's signal and explained to Ange, "Even if we release the nuclear power module, the rot dragon, the group of corpse guards, and Takama-ga-hara will be blown up."

Angre nodded, agreeing with Chu Zihang's statement.

"As for the Corpse Guardian's weaknesses," Chu Zihang pondered for a moment. "These creatures have almost no weaknesses. Their bodies are as hard as steel, and their vitality is extremely tenacious. Even if their hearts or brains are damaged, they may not be killed."

"Mercury is probably their weakness. Other than that..." Chu Zihang said, "extreme bloodthirstiness is probably their only character flaw."

"Extremely bloodthirsty?" Ange frowned slightly. "Can this really be considered a shortcoming?"

Caesar did not participate in the conversation anymore. He gathered all the weapons and ammunition dropped by the helicopter. The wind and waves were too strong and the water was rising. If the firepower became wet, they would have no chance of successfully stopping Deadpool.

Triple-loaded rapid-fire machines, individual rocket launchers, Gatling machine guns, high-explosive grenades, anti-aircraft grenade launchers... Caesar carefully counted the weapons and ammunition. He was the most suitable person to be responsible for this task. At Kassel College, the student union president's knowledge of weapons was comparable to that of an expert.

"Come on, students!" Ange suddenly appeared and reminded, "They are coming!"

Ange, Caesar and Chu Zihang looked up at the same time and saw a huge black wave rising from the sea in the distance, pressing towards the small island of Sea Forest Park with the force of thunder... What is scary is not the waves, but the things carried by the waves.