Anime: Blue-Eyes Baby Dragon, picked up by the Knight King

……

Tokyo, Shinjuku Ward.

When Shirataki received Morgan's summons, he was enjoying the "beautiful view" in a Kabuki house.

——A beautiful scene of blood and killing.

Men, women, monsters.

The place that harbored filth and dirt was completely wiped out by a huge black sun.

【Word Spirit Black Sun】.

Uesugi Yue's words are of the fire element. Anything that comes into contact with the black sun domain will turn into ashes.

"Another stronghold of the fierce ghosts."

Inuyama He looked at the people and things that were annihilated by the Black Sun Domain with gritted teeth and hatred.

——As if this place doesn’t belong to their Inuyama family’s hall.

Shirataki and Uesugi Yue were unwilling to pay attention to his "blame-shifting" behavior - he said he didn't know, so just assume that he really didn't know.

Anyway, in the underworld, you are in me and I am in you. If you are mixed up in it, there is no way you can be truly innocent.

"But, it's meaningless."

"We have destroyed thirteen strongholds of the fierce ghost group..."

Speaking of this, Inuyama He felt a little guilty again.

He also didn't know whether these thirteen strongholds were the strongholds of the Menggui Clan or strongholds built by the Eight Snake Qi Families under the name of the Menggui Clan.

But now that things have come to this, he knows that he and the Eight Snake Families behind him must make a choice.

“It’s time for a change.”

Inuyama He raised his head and looked at the clear sky illuminated by the sun - but there was no light in his eyes.

For the Japanese mixed-race people, this was destined to be a long night.

Whether it's the evil spirits or the eight snake families, all the sins will and must be buried in this "night", and only after this night can the world usher in true light.

"Where's the next one?"

Uesugi Yue asked coldly.

After a whole night of killing, he seemed to have really returned to his youth - his face became rosy and his energy became abundant.

More importantly, after experiencing the massacres in thirteen strongholds, the murderous nature in him has accumulated to a very terrifying level.

Killing is a habit, and once it starts it is difficult to stop.

Now, he just wants to continue swinging the knife.

Shirataki took out a map that he had found from somewhere and began to study it seriously.

"Well... according to the original plan, it was supposed to be a hospital in Shinjuku and its affiliated research center."

"However, it seems that there was a small accident."

"what?"

"Just received intelligence—the possible mastermind is heading towards Well No. 13."

"By the way, your head patriarch has also gone there."

Shirataki glanced at Inuyama He.

The old man, also exhausted from a night of toil, suddenly woke up and pulled out his phone—it was filled with a barrage of missed calls and messages. The latest message read, "The head of the family is heading to Well 13 in the Tamagawa area and is expected to arrive in 20 minutes. Order headquarters to provide support, and all others to stand by."

Inuyama Kazuya is among the "others".

But the next moment, Inuyama He threw the phone in his hand and the hesitation in his heart behind his mind.

"I'll take you there."

He walked out onto the street and tried to stop a car.

He hasn't done such a "blatant" thing for a long time.

——At this moment, he suddenly felt as if he had become younger.

It was not the high-ranking head of the Inuyama family, but the stinky rat who pimped between the American soldiers and women - he himself looked down on himself at that time, but when he found himself seemed to be back in that stinky ditch, he couldn't help laughing.

Amid the angry calls of passers-by, he actually managed to snatch a car.

He invited Shirataki and Uesugi Yue to get in the car - only with the two of them could he personally experience the joy of being a "driver".

But Shirataki shook his head.

"Someone with unknown purpose is heading towards Well No. 13. Go investigate."

These are Morgan's exact words.

But Shirataki could understand what she really wanted to say.

"investigation"?

That was just a relatively euphemistic term, subconsciously displaying the "well-educated and well-mannered" side of the Red Dragon Princess, who had only received royal education.

She is not unaware of this truth.

"There might be something wrong there."

“But the best and quickest way to solve a problem is never to find a solution to the problem.”

"But solve the problem itself directly!"

Shirataki smiled 4.5 times and transformed into a dragon under the shocked gazes of the two dragon slayers.

It was a pure white dragon that suddenly appeared in the bustling Shinjuku district like a mountain - its presence caused panic among everyone, but also aroused the curiosity of even more people.

The people shrouded in the huge shadow fled like crazy.

But there were also people who felt they were in a safe position, looking up at this spectacular scene.

Fear, horror, shock, madness... Different people express different emotions towards the existence of this white dragon.

But Bai Taki doesn't care what these people think of him.

Just like he never cared about these people.

He is only responsible for solving problems.

As for how to deal with the aftermath?

Sorry, that’s not his business.

"Let's go."

"Let's destroy that place before anyone else does!"

Chapter 212: The venue magic card is effective throughout the venue!

The white dragon flew at high speed in the sky.

The biting cold wind blew through the bodies of the two old men - but what really made them shudder was the scene of Tokyo below them.

"riot".

That was a riot caused by who knows how many Deadpools.

They seemed to appear suddenly in this world, spread across every corner of this world.

Someone is being attacked every moment.

But at the same time, the people of the Eight Snake Families were also trying hard to fight against these dragon-shaped monsters that suddenly appeared.

A large number of dragon slayers have been deployed to this battlefield - some are from the headquarters, some are from Kansai, and some are even "private soldiers" raised by other families.

"These Deadpools...are they also the work of the Ghost Clan?"

Inuyama He, who was sitting on Shirataki's back, looked at the seemingly endless Deadpools and shuddered involuntarily.

He had never imagined that the power of the Ghost Clan would be so huge - they were like the sewers of this city, with no visible clues on the surface, but in fact they were deeply rooted underground in this city, and their scale was completely comparable to this huge city.

Uesugi Yueya looked at these Deadpool 27s and shook his head seriously.

"Yes."

“But not either.”

"They are [hunting]."

"They are ghosts from thousands or even tens of thousands of years ago."

"But how is it possible... How could the Night Food Source be opened when the White King hasn't resurrected yet?"

Uesugi Yue frowned.

As the true "last shadow emperor" of the Snake Eight Families, he obviously knew much more than Inuyama He next to him - but those were all things that should be buried in the grave with him, and he had no intention of letting these things see the light of day again.

At the same time, compared to these two half-breeds who were still confused, Shirataki, a pure-blooded dragon, gradually understood what was going on.

"It's Morgan's power."

"She changed the mystery of this island... and, in doing so, she unexpectedly released the demons imprisoned in the Night Food Field."

This is actually the downside of large-scale, ecologically altering magic.

Its power is not only effective on its own people, but the enemy can also enjoy the "blessing" brought by this power - just like the "Field Magic Card" in Yu-Gi-Oh.

It is effective throughout the entire venue.

And Morgan, the fairy queen who unleashed her own power on this island—regardless of her original intentions, when she unleashed her power and tried to seize control of the island, she directly detonated the island's "defense mechanism."

Don't forget, this was once the White King's kingdom, and now it is also the White King's tomb.

And those Deadpools...you can say they are the White King's slaves or the White King's gravekeepers.

In short, they have a deep connection with the White King and will never allow Morgan to easily seize control of the island and become the new "Dragon King".

“But, you can put it another way.”

"Resisting stubbornly."

The white dragon flapped its wings and flew over the city at an extremely fast speed, arriving at the large well surrounded by mountains.

He knew what lay beneath the well.

The White King's tomb is also a shrine dedicated to the White King, and an altar prepared for the resurrection of the White King.

——But, what a pity.

Without the most important [Holy Remains of the White King], these things that sound grand and mysterious are ultimately just a pile of dead objects.

"That is to say."

"As long as we destroy this place, everything will be fine, right?"

Shirataki stopped in the sky, facing the red well on the ground, and opened his mouth.

……

Tama River area.

The red Ferrari was speeding along the rugged and complicated mountain road.

The speed has exceeded 150 miles per hour.

This is a life-threatening act, and any small mistake may result in the car being destroyed and people being killed.

But for the two mixed-bloods in the car, this level of "danger" was just a trivial matter that was not worth mentioning at all.

They looked somewhat relaxed, and Gen Chijo, who was sitting in the passenger seat, even hummed a ballad softly - Gen Chisei remembered that very old sacrificial song, which they often heard the priests in the shrine sing when they were children.

But what really made them remember the song was that after the song ended, the shrine maidens would distribute some food to everyone.

They were all ordinary food, such as a small rice ball with a green plum, but for the two brothers who were helpless at the time and only depended on each other for survival, it was already a delicious delicacy they had never experienced before.

"Maybe this isn't so bad."

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but think.