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

That was not a beast, it was a human. Yuan Zhisheng could clearly tell because the footsteps were obviously made by two legs... A person created such a horrible and creepy scene in the house, and a person made the greedy chewing sounds like a beast.

He no longer cared about the two girls in the corner. Yuan Zhisheng drew the cherry-red long knife from his waist. He turned his head to look at the main beam in the center of the living room. Yuan Zhisheng chopped at the edge of the pillar with his knife. Dust flew and the huge noise resounded throughout the house.

Almost at the same moment, the door panel of the next door suddenly shattered, and a black figure jumped out from the fragments of the door panel and attacked the main beam in the center of the living room.

The moment the door panel shattered, Yuan Zhisheng was the first to see the scene in the room... Two arms lay quietly in a pool of blood on the ground, and most of the flesh on the arms had been eaten away, revealing the cold, snow-white bones. There were more bones piled up where Yuan Zhisheng had originally slept on the bed, and without exception, most of them had been eaten away.

There were countless skeletons, and although no one's face could be seen clearly, Yuan Zhisheng knew that these were the missing girls in the town. They were all dead... or eaten.

After a moment of distraction, Yuan Zhisheng was awakened by a violent roar beside him. He turned his head stiffly and looked towards the figure rushing towards him.

He saw the face clearly, and the man obviously saw him clearly as well, and stopped instantly... When their eyes met, the room was so quiet that it seemed as if the air had frozen, with only the sound of heavy rain hitting the roof tiles outside the room.

Yuan Zhisheng's body trembled uncontrollably, and the man's body also trembled violently. The two almost identical faces showed expressions of fear at the same time, as if the people in the mirror and outside the mirror were both afraid, but the reasons for their fear were different.

Looking at the person with the same face as his own, with the flesh and blood residue at the corners of his mouth, the huge reality bombarded Yuan Zhisheng's mind at this moment, making him dizzy... He was finally sure of what he was going to hunt this time.

This was the fact he was most unwilling to believe, the cruel truth he could not face. Now everything had a reasonable explanation. Why were all the people being hunted people he knew? Because they were his classmates and also his brother's classmates. The two brothers had almost the same life trajectory before one of them left the town.

Once upon a time, there were two boys with noble blood in this town. One day, a man wearing a mask like an ancient noble came to the town and took one of the boys away. The remaining boy stayed in the town because the chosen boy would become the leader of the Japanese underworld, and the leader of the underworld only needs one person, in order to avoid situations where brothers seize power or kill each other.

The boy who was taken away was none other than Yuan Zhisheng. He climbed up the gang organization step by step. One day he would replace the masked man and become the leader of the gang. After that, he could bring his brothers to the big city and they could continue to live together. It didn't matter even if he gave up the supreme position of the gang. They would not quarrel over such things because Yuan Zhisheng had no ambition to reach the top. Everything he did was for his brothers. He just wanted to live on the stage and sing and dance freely in this world.

Before accepting this mission, he had never imagined this scenario. He just wanted to finish the mission quickly, bring the murderous demon to justice, and then go see his brother. They could play the game console he brought from the big city together. He also prepared a new phone so that they could keep in touch. If it wasn't raining today, they could still lie on the mountaintop and look at the stars like they did when they were kids. The stars in the mountains were beautiful...

But... but...

The cruel truth hit Yuan Zhisheng's brain hard, making him unable to distinguish between reality and illusion for a moment. He covered his head and let out a low gasp of pain.

The man who looked almost exactly like him lowered his head and ran out the door the moment he realized that Yuan Zhisheng had seen his face, just like a child who had made a mistake and was discovered and was eager to escape the scene.

"Wait a minute!" Yuan Zhisheng shouted and stumbled out the door following the man.

The two were chasing each other on a mountain road in the rain. The lush long grass and muddy mountains could not stop these two mixed-bloods with high bloodlines. They ran straight to the top of the mountain... They had climbed this mountain road countless times when they were young, so they were very skilled at climbing it. The thunder, lightning, wind and rain were all left behind them.

All the way to the cliff at the top of the mountain, the man in front stopped at the steep cliff. He looked down at the towering cliff, as if thinking about whether to jump down.

Just before the man was about to fall off the cliff, Yuan Zhisheng rushed forward and grabbed his arm.

"It's you, isn't it?" Yuan Zhisheng desperately grasped the other's arm and demanded loudly, "I'm not mistaken. I can't be mistaken. We look almost identical. Why are you hiding from me? Why are you hiding from me?"

When the man heard Yuan Zhisheng's voice, his body began to tremble violently, but he kept twisting his body so as not to let Yuan Zhisheng see his face.

Chapter 648 Brother and Younger Brother

"Because you're afraid of me seeing your face, right?" Yuan Zhisheng questioned, "Because you're afraid of me knowing your secret, you'd rather die than let me see this side of you."

The boy's body shook suddenly, and he finally turned his head. The moment he was seen, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly felt cold all over. The pair of ferocious golden eyes looked at his face. This boy did look almost exactly like him, but at this moment his face was as horrible as a devil that had just crawled out of hell.

The moment his eyes met Yuan Zhisheng's, his gaze revealed an emotion between confusion and trance, as if he was having a strange nightmare, sometimes turbid, sometimes clear, one moment like an evil ghost choosing its prey, the next moment like an ignorant and clear-headed boy... He was gasping for breath, and beads of sweat the size of beans mixed with raindrops flowed down his forehead. He looked painful and embarrassed, as if there were two souls living in his body, and these two souls were fighting a desperate battle for control of the body.

It seemed that the boy's personality slightly suppressed the evil ghost's personality, and finally his eyes became clear. He looked down at his blood-stained hands, and his palms trembled unconsciously.

"I did all this... I did all this..." He muttered, his tone and expression were painful.

As if he was recalling what he had done during this period, his face twisted little by little. The boy could not accept that he had done such a cruel thing, nor could he accept that he had become such a cold-blooded and cruel monster.

"You have been living in such a hell for the past few years, right?" Yuan Zhisheng's hand gently stroked the hilt of the knife. Seeing his brother who shared the same fate with him suffering so much, he felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

"I don't want to live in this hell... Rather than becoming a willless demon controlled by my bloodline... it's better to kill me..." The man raised his head and looked at Yuan Zhisheng with eyes full of pain and entanglement. "Help me... Kill me with your own hands..."

"Little girl..." The man held Yuan Zhisheng's hand holding the knife and said in an almost pleading tone.

The moment that last name came out of that person's mouth, an inexplicable fear exploded in Yuan Zhisheng's mind... A girl? How could it be a girl? I was clearly Yuan Zhisheng, so why did that person call me Yuan Zhinv?

A hazy sense of chaos and fear enveloped Yuan Zhisheng, making him want to retreat involuntarily, but at this moment he found that his consciousness could not control this body. His body was as heavy as if filled with lead, and his consciousness seemed to be torn by an invisible force, and his personality seemed to be split into two incomplete individuals.

The heavy rain continued to pour down, seemingly without end, but what was falling was no longer rain, but scarlet blood. Dark clouds slowly pushed in from the distant sky, forming a huge vortex overhead. Vast electric snakes swam in the clouds, and flashes of lightning occasionally illuminated this world full of cracks.

The word "young girl" was like a forbidden spell that broke the barrier between reality and illusion. The dream began to distort, the climate and elements began to become extraordinary, and the space was filled with dense cracks, like a rift in this dream space... As these cracks grew bigger and bigger, the consciousness of the source of chaos became clearer and clearer.

Kabuki performance... this was not his hobby at all. He knew nothing about traditional arts such as Kabuki and Noh.

The pattern of a silver moon... This lining was not tailor-made for him at all. It was a pattern that symbolized "Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto". Gennochi had never been Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto. He was told that he was "Amaterasu-no-Mikoto" since he was very young.

The cherry-red long sword at his waist is not Yuan Zhisheng's usual weapon. Yuan Zhisheng has been practicing two-handed swordsmanship since he was a child and is not good at using this long sword with a huge arc.

The one who looks more like a boy is the older brother, and the one who looks more like a girl or a feminine girl is the younger brother. Gen Chisheng has always had a vague impression of the order of the two brothers. He vaguely remembers that he is the older brother, but the girl at Kadori Shrine told him that another boy she met looked very similar to him, but more like a boy than him, which made Gen Chisheng's already vague memory even more confused.

There was also the man who came from Tokyo wearing the mask of an ancient noble. The man named "Ousho" was not optimistic about Minamoto no Chisei from the beginning. He was optimistic about the younger of the two brothers, Minamoto no Chijo. It was also Minamoto no Chijo who was taken away. From then on, the two brothers experienced completely different lives.

The younger brother, Minamoto Chijo, became famous in the Japanese underworld and became the successor to the Enforcement Bureau and the underworld family, while the older brother still lived a poor life in the mountains because the underworld family did not need two heirs.

No wonder his consciousness is often confused, no wonder he often feels that he cannot control his body, no wonder once a situation occurs that contradicts his memory, he feels that his personality is torn into two individuals... Because this is the body of Minamoto no Chishie, he has always been looking at the world through Minamoto no Chishie's body from a second-person perspective. The evil ghost who slaughtered girls in the town and who should be killed is Minamoto no Chishie.

"elder brother."

A soft cry interrupted Yuan Zhisheng's thoughts. He came to his senses and looked at the boy in front of him wearing a black windbreaker and a cherry-red long sword on his waist.

At this moment, his consciousness returned to his body. He was the one standing on the edge of the cliff. The blood in his body was violently rushing in his veins. He smelled the strong fishy smell of blood that had not yet dried in his mouth... Yuan Zhisheng knew where this smell of blood came from. He had just witnessed it with his own eyes in that dilapidated old house. He had killed two girls and then dismembered them and ate them raw.

He recalled that he was unwilling to accept the fact that his younger brother was taken away three years ago. He had always been competitive since he was a child, but this time he lost to his cowardly younger brother. His younger brother was taken to the big city by the man called "Wang Jiang" to gain a chance to succeed, while he could only stay in this small town in the mountains for the rest of his life and would never see the open world outside, because the world did not need two "emperors" or two underworld supremes. His younger brother Yuan Zhinu was the chosen one, and his appearance would hinder his younger brother.

Reluctance, loneliness, jealousy... These emotions fermented day by day, and gradually a devil grew in the heart of the young and competitive boy. The arrival of a man named Tachibana Masamune suddenly broke the tranquility of the small town and completely changed Gen Chisei's life.

Ever since Yuan Zhinv left the town, the man has come to the town from time to time, bringing Yuan Zhisheng all kinds of things from the big city and telling him about the outside world. After successfully arousing Yuan Zhisheng's ambition and desire, the man told Yuan Zhisheng in a devilish and seductive tone that he was better than his cowardly brother, and that he should be the one to be taken away, and he should be the one to sit on the throne of the underworld in the future.

They are obviously twin brothers, and the younger one has always been defeated by the older one since they were young. Why is it that the good-for-nothing Minamoto no Chijo can become a big figure in the Japanese underworld, while the capable Minamoto no Chisei can only be trapped in this small mountain town and waste his mediocre life?

Yuan Zhisheng has always turned a deaf ear to the temptations of men. He is just a little competitive, not a greedy person. In his eyes, status and wealth are not as important as his younger brother who has depended on him since childhood.

A month ago, that was the last time the man named "Tachibana Masamune" visited the small town. He still persuaded Minamoto Chisei to go to the big city with him. The two of them could work together to make a big career. He should stop caring about his younger brother. Only Minamoto Chisei was qualified to finally ascend to the throne of the supreme leader of the underworld.

Yuan Zhisheng still disdained the man's proposal, but the man's words caused a huge wave of ups and downs in Yuan Zhisheng's heart.

The man asked Gen Chisheng, if Gen Chisheng’s brother really cared about him so much, why did he leave Tokyo for so long and not come back to see him?

For three whole years, he knew his brother wasn't bound by this small town and longed for the prosperity of the big city, but he never returned. He never brought Yuan Zhisheng any gifts, never told him about his experiences in the big city, and even his promise of when he would take Yuan Zhisheng away from these deep mountains was just an empty promise...

The man told Yuan Zhisheng that his younger brother had changed. Because he was cowardly and bullied when he was a child, he regarded Yuan Zhisheng as the most important person in his life and always followed Yuan Zhisheng around and did his bidding. But now his younger brother has seen the outside world and knows how vast it is. He also has a high status and power. No one in this world can bully him anymore, so he no longer needs Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng's first reaction was of course to not believe the provocation of this strange man, but the man's words undoubtedly planted a seed of doubt in his heart. Before Yuan Zhisheng could refute, the man took the initiative to say that he would leave the mountains soon and would probably never come to this town again, because the hostile forces of the man's family had cultivated a terrible enemy, and this would be his last time to find Yuan Zhisheng. If Yuan Zhisheng still refused to follow him out of the town, then this should be their last meeting.

Minamoto no Chisei finally made up his mind to reject the man, and the man really left the town, but before leaving, Tachibana Masamune left behind several tubes of colorful potions. He told Minamoto no Chisei that if one day he figured it out and wanted to accept his destined extraordinary fate, he should try these potions.

The man who appeared and left mysteriously undoubtedly grasped Yuan Zhisheng's pain point. How could a man like Yuan Zhisheng be willing to spend his life without any achievements in such a remote town?

Finally, one night, Minamoto no Chisei somehow tried to drink a can of potion left for him by the man named Tachibana Masamune. At that time, Minamoto no Chisei didn't know that he had jumped into a trap, a dark and deadly abyss prepared for him by the man who knew him very well.

From then on, this originally quiet and peaceful town began to witness one unsolved case after another of missing girls. The instigator behind all of this was a half-breed with out-of-control bloodline, and this half-breed was none other than Yuan Zhisheng who drank the potion… The colorful potion was like a catalyst of some kind of dragon blood, but also like some kind of poison. After Yuan Zhisheng drank it, he felt an endless stream of power surging from his body, and at the same time, his mind was controlled by the most primitive and violent desires, wanting to destroy, kill and vent at all costs.

"Kill me...girl..." Yuan Zhisheng said with a painful and difficult tone, "Complete your mission...Kill me...End my sinful and filthy bloodline..."

Gen Chikko looked at Gen Chisei without saying a word. Against the backdrop of his black windbreaker, he was indeed completely different from the cowardly and indecisive brother in Gen Chisei's impression. Now Gen Chikko is the most capable and elite law enforcer in the Enforcement Bureau and the future heir to the main family of the underworld. He has seen the vast world and possesses a lofty status. In the future, the entire Japanese underworld will bow down to him.

Gen Chikyou moved the hand that was pressing on the hilt of the knife, and he slowly drew out the sharp cherry-red long knife from his waist, while Gen Chisheng closed his eyes tightly, as if forcing himself to accept the fate that was about to befall him.

The blade tore through the air and slashed quickly in mid-air. In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Yuan Zhisheng's mind. There was the scene when he and Yuan Zhinu climbed to the top of the mountain to watch the Leo meteor shower together when they were children, the scene when they stole the ranger's plane to tour the mountains, the scene when he rebelled against his adoptive father and was locked outside the door, and Yuan Zhinu secretly brought him a blanket in the middle of the night... They were all beautiful moments.

Yuan Zhisheng then realized that maybe it wasn't that Yuan Zhinu didn't want to come back to see him during these three years. This boy also had self-esteem... Yuan Zhisheng suddenly remembered what Yuan Zhinu had said to him before leaving the town. Before he completely changed his cowardly character and gained some status and achievements, he would not rashly come back to find Yuan Zhisheng. Yuan Zhisheng was his lifelong goal. Only when he became a man as upright as his brother, would he be qualified to take his brother to the big city to work together.

Self-blame, regret and remorse filled Yuan Zhisheng's heart, but now it was too late. He had committed an unforgivable crime. Apart from letting his brother, who was now on the opposite side of him, kill his own brother for the sake of justice, he would not have another ending... The sound of a blade cutting through skin rang in his ears, and Yuan Zhisheng knew that everything would come to an end.

However, the expected pain did not come, and his body was obviously unharmed... But he clearly heard the sound of a knife swinging and skin cutting. If that knife was not cut towards him, then what was it cutting?

Yuan Zhisheng didn't have time to think about it. Just as he was about to open his eyes in a daze, a hug caught him off guard and he stood there in a daze.

"Brother...Brother..."

Chapter 649 Before the decisive battle

"Brother...Brother..."

Gen Chisheng felt his body being hugged tightly by Gen Chinu, and the boy whispered "brother" in his ear, his voice as gentle as ever... Three years had passed, and no matter how powerful that boy was in the Japanese underworld, he was always the docile younger brother in front of Gen Chisheng.

Gen Zhisheng could clearly feel that there was no murderous intent in Gen Zhinu's voice. He knew very well that Gen Zhinu's mission this time was to kill the dangerous hybrid hiding in the town of Kadori, and that hybrid was himself, but he didn't even have the slightest intention of killing himself, as if he didn't care at all whether Gen Zhisheng had turned into a monster or a demon. He was just a younger brother who hadn't seen his brother for three years and missed him too much, so he gave his brother a hug of reunion.

Yuan Zhisheng smelled a strong smell of blood, which was completely different from the smell of the blood of the girls he hunted. If the smell of the blood of those girls was like spoiled food, then the smell of blood Yuan Zhisheng smelled now was like fresh gluttonous food. The violent blood that he had suppressed with great difficulty was on the verge of getting out of control again because of this strong smell of blood.

There was a ferocious thirst in Yuan Zhisheng's golden eyes, like a starving man who suddenly had a delicious feast placed in front of him. How could he resist such temptation... Yuan Zhisheng's eyes gradually became dull, which meant that his consciousness was dissipating. The out-of-control bloodline seemed to be about to overcome his reason and take control of his body. White scales emerged from his neck and behind his ears, and the phenomenon of dragonization appeared on Yuan Zhisheng's body. He opened his mouth silently, revealing long and sharp fangs.

Just when Yuan Zhisheng could no longer suppress his out-of-control blood and was about to lower his head and bite Yuan Zhinu's shoulder, a voice in his ear made Yuan Zhisheng stop his action abruptly.

"You must be starving...brother." Genji said softly.

Yuan Zhisheng's expression froze for a moment, like a child whose trick had been exposed. For a moment, he didn't know whether to feel guilty or angry... Yuan Zhinu slowly let go of Yuan Zhisheng. He looked at his brother, whose face was as hideous as a devil because of the dragon transformation, without showing any surprise or fear. Instead, he handed him something that Yuan Zhisheng had never expected.

"I'm sorry, brother, I'm late." Yuan Zhinu looked at Yuan Zhisheng with eyes full of heartache, "It must be very painful for you to kill those girls. I know this was not your intention. Brother, you are a kind person, I have always known it."

"We can live somewhere else, away from this town, away from Japan... somewhere where no one can find us. Don't be afraid, brother. I will watch over you and won't let you hurt anyone again." Genji smiled gently. "If you really can't stand the hunger, brother... then eat me."

Yuan Zhisheng's pupils shrank as he looked at Yuan Zhinu's familiar smile. He also saw clearly what Yuan Zhinu handed him.

It was a piece of meat... a piece of bloody meat. This was the source of the rich and tempting smell of blood that Yuan Zhisheng smelled.

And it was obvious where this piece of meat came from... because Genjiro's thigh was bleeding, and the blood had dyed his pants red.

At this moment, Yuan Zhisheng finally understood what Yuan Zhinu had cut with the knife just now, why he did not feel any pain but heard the sound of the blade cutting his skin... because Yuan Zhisheng cut off a piece of flesh from his thigh!

"If brother really can't stand it, then eat me"... This sentence is not just talk, the boy really has such an idea, he really intends to use his body to satisfy the gluttony of Yuan Zhisheng's bloodline, and he is also aware of using his life to make up for the sins committed by Yuan Zhisheng!

Yuan Zhisheng's brain seemed to be hit by a huge hammer. His consciousness, like this dream world on the verge of collapse, had countless cracks. Some illusory scenes flowed from his memory along the cracks, while some profound memories were forced into his brain along the cracks as if by an invisible force... Countless images flashed through Yuan Zhisheng's mind.

On the top of a mountain in a heavy rain, the hungry boy gave him half of his plum rice...

On the ranger's helicopter, the boy made a birthday wish to stay with his brother forever...

The day his brother left town, the boy revealed an expression of grievance and reluctance, but he didn't want his brother to see his cowardice, so he held back his tears and stubbornly turned his head away, sobbing silently only after his brother left...

The most beautiful girl in the sky danced among the girls. She twisted her slender waist and performed a seductive dance. The beautiful girls smiled at her, but were killed by her magic tricks...

The face of the boy who came to hug him looked like a ferocious devil at one moment and an ignorant child at another. He smiled and softly called out "brother", "brother"...

The boy he had brutally killed and then pushed into the well, in the icy water at the bottom of the dry well amidst the torrential rain, the pale boy looked at him with eyes filled with confusion, grievance, and resentment, like a wronged soul that hadn't been able to rest in peace for thousands of years...

The illusory world completely collapsed at this moment, the domain of "Word Spirit·Dream Tapir" disintegrated, layers of shackles were broken, and the will of Yuan Zhisheng's self suddenly revived at this moment. He slowly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, as if he had just woken up from a long nightmare.

The torrential rain was still pouring down, hitting Yuan Zhisheng's body with an icy chill, and thunder roared in the distant sky... Everything was just like in the dream. The picture in front of Yuan Zhisheng's eyes gradually became clearer from blurry, and in the haze, he saw a boy's face.

At this moment, all the illusory fragments began to merge with reality. The boy who spent his childhood with him, the boy who always followed him and called him brother, the boy who he killed as a demon, the boy who would rather cut off his own flesh and let him eat him than kill him... These boys in his memories and the figure of Fengjian Liuli in front of him began to overlap. Yuan Zhisheng looked at everything around him in a daze, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Overhead were dense dark clouds and torrential rain, the degree of elemental disorder had exceeded the natural limit, the bodies of men in black and white fell to the ground, they were all gangsters and scientific researchers of the Ghost Clan, a pale monster with eight giant heads was hoisted by a crane, it was dead, its body was cut into flat pieces by a laser cutter, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, in the distance was a huge military underground well filled with mercury.

"Hongjing..." Yuan Zhisheng said hoarsely, "This is... Hongjing? Why am I in Hongjing?"

Yuan Zhisheng was too weak at this time, his vocal cords seemed to be torn, and the sound he made was low and sounded like a dream. He felt that he could not even control his body. There was no pain, no sensation, but numbness, as if all the strength in his body had been drained. He could not even control his body for a while.

"Brother..." As if hearing Yuan Zhisheng's voice, Fengjian Liuli slowly opened her eyes, "Brother...you're awake."

The voice of Kazama Ruri, or rather, Genjiro, was filled with surprise. "Dream Tapir" is an extremely dangerous Word Spirit, not only for the target of the Word Spirit, but also for the user of the Word Spirit. If the user's will is not strong enough, or if he has too deep an obsession with the material of the nightmare, he will also be trapped in the nightmare created by himself and unable to escape, and may even die in the nightmare.

"Little girl..." Yuan Zhisheng looked at the surprised Yuan Zhinu. He slowly sat up with the help of Yuan Zhinu. The moment he saw his own body, a strange light flashed in Yuan Zhisheng's pupils.

It is no longer appropriate to describe his body as scarred. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe it as riddled with holes. His body reveals the characteristics of a deep dragon, with snow-white scales, hideous bone spurs, hard bone surface, and even the bloody wings behind him... Yuan Zhisheng didn't know why he became like this, nor did he know why he appeared in Hongjing. His mind was fuzzy, as if he had lost his memory for a long time.

"Child girl... How did we end up in Hongjing..." Minamoto Chisheng, "What happened here... Where is 'God'? Has 'God' been resurrected?"

"Brother, you don't remember anything?" Feng Jianli said, "That's right, Herzog poisoned you with Mimir's poison. After the effect of this poison wears off, a person's mind will temporarily become confused."

"'Mimir's Poison'?" Yuan Zhisheng was a little confused.

"It's a poison that can control a person's mind. It contains substances that induce hallucinations, hypnosis, and damage the nervous system." Feng Jianli explained to Yuan Zhisheng, "You haven't had the 'pontine splitting surgery,' so Herzog specially prepared this poison to use against you."

"Is my bloodline out of control also because of this medicine?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"No." Kazama Ruri slowly shook her head. "Brother, the first time you transformed into a dragon was because Herzog gave you a modified version of the 'Ghost Potion'. That evolutionary drug even works on super hybrids. Herzog used you to kill Yamata no Orochi and extract the 'Sacred Remains' from Yamata no Orochi's body."

"That thing... was killed by me..." Minamoto no Chisei murmured as he looked at the dismembered Yamata-no-Orochi.

His consciousness was still in a state of confusion, and he could not remember clearly what happened in Hongjing. The scene of fighting with several pale dragon heads that suddenly flashed through his mind seemed to prove that it was indeed him who killed the Yamata no Orochi, but Yuan Zhisheng could no longer remember the details of the battle.

"Don't force yourself to remember, brother. You're still very weak," Fengjian Liuli said. "Your second deep dragon transformation was caused by the severity of your injuries. Your body is on the verge of collapse. There's only one way to save you... We fed you the blood of the 'Sacred Remains,' but the only result was that you completely lost control."

"The blood of the Holy Relic..." Yuan Zhisheng revealed a surprised expression. He immediately grasped a key word, "You mean... you guys?"

"Kogure, Miss Sakura, and I," said Kazama Ruri. "I found traces of you in the enshrinement hall of the old shrine of the Snake Eight Family. Then I met your subordinates Yasha, Crow, and Miss Sakura there. We all concluded that you were taken away by Herzog, so Miss Sakura and I came to the Red Well to find you... Oh, by the way, brother, the blood of the 'Sacred Remains' was fed to you by Miss Sakura."

After a moment of silence, Yuan Zhisheng asked in a low voice, "Has Ying left Hongjing?"

"Brother, you said women shouldn't be left to handle dangerous situations, so I asked Kogure to take Miss Sakura away." Kazama Ruri nodded. "Hongjing is too dangerous. Although the whole of Japan is far from safe right now, this is the center of the storm. The tsunami and earthquake in Tokyo shouldn't threaten Kogure and Miss Sakura."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded, as if he suddenly remembered something, and looked into Fengjian Liuli's eyes: "I seemed to have had a dream just now. In the dream, you were the heir to a gangster family, and I turned into a man-eating evil ghost. One day you came to me, and I thought you were here to kill me, but you cut off your own flesh and said that if I was really hungry, I could eat you."

"This is my word spirit, 'Dream Tapir'." Fengjian Liuli said softly.