Chapter 145 The battle is over
The giant flaming sword streaked across the sky, completely engulfing the figure that was rushing towards it. The blazing flames swept across like an angry dragon, dyeing the earth a fiery red. Rolling heat waves rose into the sky, as if to penetrate the night sky, illuminating the sky with a scarlet glow. In the flames, the ground trembled, the air was distorted by the burning, and even the surrounding space was wailing.
"Damn it, we have to retreat!" Caesar looked anxiously, looking up at the flames rising into the sky, half of his face was reflected in red, "With such a big commotion, the Self-Defense Forces might arrive soon! By then, we won't be able to leave even if we want to!"
"Yeah." Chu Zihang nodded calmly, his eyes still scanning the surroundings vigilantly.
"By the way, Finkel, where did the others go?" Nono asked with a frown, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Caesar and Chu Zihang were stunned, and suddenly realized that Finkel, the black-haired German girl, and the white-haired Russian girl were all missing.
Only the freshman named Xia Mi was still standing beside them. The flames illuminated Xia Mi's face. She looked calm, and it seemed that she was not too afraid of the battle before her.
Just now, they were all attracted by the earth-shaking battle in the distance and did not notice when the others quietly left.
"Senior Brother Finger just said that he forgot to turn off the fire for the soup he was cooking, and he had to hurry back to turn it off, so he left first," Xia Mi smiled slightly and explained in a calm tone, "As for the other two senior sisters, I don't know."
"Fingal, that bastard! When did he make soup!" After hearing Xia Mi's explanation, Caesar gnashed his teeth in anger, clenched his fists, and his eyes flashed with dissatisfaction. "I haven't settled the score with him for deserting the battlefield before, and he's running away again this time!"
"Okay, forget about him," Nuonuo sighed helplessly, with a bitter smile on his face, "We have to retreat quickly, otherwise it will be too late."
She glanced at her teammates. Although there were only six people on this mission, everyone seemed to have their own secrets and different thoughts. Nuonuo knew very well that these guys were restless, but she couldn't bother to investigate at the moment and could only shake her head silently.
In the light of the fire, several people quickly adjusted their pace and turned to evacuate in the direction away from the battle.
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"Why did you contact me suddenly? Don't you know that it's easy to be exposed?" Finkel said with a vigilant look at the black-haired Erman girl in front of him.
"Fingal, you haven't uploaded the information for this period of time." said the German girl.
"Aren't you busy... Here... This is all we have found out so far. All signs indicate that Lu Mingfei wants to be the Prime Minister of Japan. Many Japanese politicians have been bribed, and there are even plans to impeach the current Prime Minister of Japan in a while." As he said this, Finkel threw a USB flash drive to the German girl.
"All the information is here. I haven't found out why Lu Mingfei suddenly quit Kassel College, nor do I know why he suddenly wants to become the Prime Minister of Japan. But what is certain is that becoming the Prime Minister of Japan is only part of his plan." Finkel continued.
"The lonely king has found his direction and started waving his battle flag!" The German girl said fanatically, looking at the direction where Lu Mingfei was fighting.
"Do we really have to place our hopes on him? He has too many secrets, and we don't understand him at all." Upon hearing the girl's words, Finkel frowned.
"This is the choice made by the previous generation. Do you have any better choice? All we have to do now is follow him and witness the arrival of a new era."
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The raging flames began to dissipate, leaving only ashes and a golden skeleton on the ground. The skeleton had completely lost its human form, and its intricate bones were entangled together, making it look like a giant lizard.
Lu Mingfei put away the giant flaming sword and glanced at Herzog in the distance, as if he was looking at a beast that was forced into a desperate situation.
His figure appeared cold and lonely in the afterglow of the flames. At that moment, he was like a god of war reborn from the ruins, with cold determination and silent contempt in his eyes.
Herzog's expression changed from arrogance to despair. He looked at the sea of fire in front of him, and saw his proud "perfect weapon" being ruthlessly destroyed. His eyes gradually became dull, his lips trembled slightly, and he muttered to himself: "This is impossible... How could this happen... You are just a failed experiment... A failed experiment..."
His voice became increasingly shrill, with an expression of collapse that could not accept the reality. He once confidently believed that he had created the perfect warrior, the "strongest being" with all the top genes in one. However, this "defective product" before him, this Lu Mingfei whom he regarded as a failure, had easily defeated all his years of hard work.
"Failure?" Lu Mingfei sneered and walked slowly towards Herzog, his steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to step on Herzog's heart, carrying an invisible pressure. "What you think is perfection is just another cage. You use countless genes, data, and experiments to try to create a 'perfect' puppet... But you will never understand what true power is."
Herzog took a step back, his expression twisted and ferocious, his eyes flashing with fear and unwillingness. He clenched his teeth and said in a low and hoarse voice: "You... who do you think you are? You are just an abandoned child! No one will really need you, you are nothing!"
Lu Mingfei stopped, narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled with contempt, "You know, Herzog, only when you give up everything can you truly find yourself."
Herzog was stunned, as if he found it difficult to understand this sentence. At this moment, Lu Mingfei raised his hand and slowly stretched out his palm towards Herzog. The power of the Word Spirit slowly condensed in his palm, which symbolized the power of suppression and domination.
Yanling·Kingdom
Herzog's body was suddenly suppressed by an invisible gravity and he could not move. He fell to his knees, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. He looked at Lu Mingfei in horror, and the arrogance in his eyes had finally completely disappeared, leaving only endless fear and regret.
"You...what are you..." Herzog's voice trembled, with the last bit of broken self-esteem, he asked almost begging.
Lu Mingfei looked down at him, his voice low and calm, "I am the answer you can never reach."
He slowly withdrew his hand, and Herzog's body gradually collapsed under the heavy pressure. His bones were shattered bit by bit, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally he completely lost his breath of life.
At the last moment of his life, there was still a trace of unwillingness and shock on his face, as if until the moment of his death, he could not accept that this "failed experiment" was the terminator of his lifelong nightmare.
The flames gradually subsided, and there was a dead silence between heaven and earth. Only the sound of the wind whispered in my ears, bringing a hint of chill.
The scales on Lu Mingfei's body began to fade, and then returned to their original state, but this time he was naked, and suddenly a coat was draped over him.
"Long time no see, Renata. It seems that you have not forgotten our agreement and have become useful to me." Lu Mingfei turned his head and saw the white-haired Russian girl standing behind him with a set of clothes in her hands. "Put on your clothes first. You look like a pervert with your bare bottom." The Russian girl still had no expression on her face, but when her eyes swept to Lu Mingfei's lower body, her icy face seemed to blush.
"Alas, you're not as cute as before after growing up." Lu Mingfei took the clothes from the Russian girl, smiled and sighed.
Lu Mingfei put on his coat with a calm and unhurried movement, as if the earth-shaking battle just now was just a relaxing walk. He put on his clothes slowly, adjusted his collar, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a complex smile, which seemed to carry a remembrance of the past and a hint of irony about the future.
The flames behind him gradually subsided, and the air was filled with a burning smell. The ground was burned black, and debris and ashes were scattered all around, like a cemetery in ruins.
The Russian girl Renata stood aside, still expressionless, but a hint of emotion flashed in her cold eyes. Looking at Lu Mingfei's back, there seemed to be some long-suppressed emotions surging in her eyes.
"Herzog is not dead yet. He is just a puppet." Her voice was calm and cold.
Lu Mingfei nodded gently, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "Yeah, I know. If our Dr. Herzog died like this, it would be too easy for him. For people like him, death is a relief. Keeping him alive will allow him to suffer a little more."
He squinted his eyes, as if he could see farther through the ruins, that was Herzog's true self hidden in the shadows.
"Let's go," Lu Mingfei turned around and gave Renata a faint smile.
Renata followed him silently. She looked at Lu Mingfei's back, her eyes flashing with complexity that was hard to conceal, as if there were some things that had been hidden in her heart but could never be said out loud.
The figures of the two gradually disappeared in the ruins, leaving only scorched earth and smoke all over the ground, as if a tragic war had just ended, but the aftermath lingered for a long time.
The night wind blew past, dispersing the last ray of fire in the air, and also took away all the noise and anger. The whole world finally returned to silence.
At the same time, a private plane landed in Japan and a well-dressed old man got off the plane.
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When the fire was extinguished, Minamoto no Chisei stood in front of the wreckage of Genji Heavy Industries. People from the Snake Eight Families kept shuttling back and forth in the ruins, putting out some of the remaining flames. They should have returned long ago, but on the way back they were attacked by the fierce demons.
Yuan Zhisheng looked a little dazed at this moment. It could be said that this blow to the Sheqi Eight Clans was very severe, and their foundation of many years might be destroyed in an instant.
The Eight Sheqi Families had gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes and had a deep foundation. However, now, right before his eyes, this once powerful giant had been reduced to a scorched earth. The ashes drifting in the wind still seemed to be mixed with the remnants of their past glory, but all of this was completely annihilated as the flames faded.
"I'm sorry, young master. We couldn't find the head's body. According to the information he released before his death, you are now the new head of the Sheqi Eight Families." At this time, Fuma Kotaro came over and said. His expression was very ugly. His house was robbed in just a few hours. No one could bear it.
"We have sent the police and others away, and we have also bribed the reporters from the newspaper. The news published in the newspaper tomorrow will only talk about a very serious fire and a small-scale earthquake." Fuma Kotaro continued to report.
"The host computer of Princess Kaguya was moved away before the building was destroyed. By the way, we found a secret laboratory in the basement. There is no record of this in the family. The only way to build such an undiscovered laboratory is that Maruyama built it from the beginning, and the only person who has the right to do so is the head of the family."
"It seems that they are training... Deadpools inside... Those Deadpools who invaded the building may have escaped from here..." At the end, Fuma Kotaro's voice weakened.
After hearing what Fuma Kotaro said, the originally numb Gen Chisei was shocked again. Complex emotions surged in his heart, including anger, helplessness, but more of a heavy feeling that was difficult to describe.
Fuma Kotaro's words echoed in his ears, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.
"The laboratory that trains Deadpool... hidden deep inside the family... might have been built by the head of the family himself..."
These words pierced Yuan Zhisheng's heart like a sharp knife. The man he had respected like a father, the patriarch of the Sheqi Eight Clan, was actually conducting such a shady experiment behind the family's back.
And these "Deadpools" are the culprits that caused today's destruction! Yuan Zhisheng's fists trembled slightly, and his heart was full of questions and confusion.
What is Tachibana Masamune hiding? What is the purpose of his experiments? Or has the entire family been dominated by a deeper darkness from the beginning?
He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but no matter what, he couldn't hide the shock and loss in his heart.
"Young master, please give me instructions." Seeing that Minamoto Chisei was hesitant to speak, Fuma Kotaro urged him softly.
Yuan Zhisheng was silent for a moment, and finally raised his head, his eyes revealing a hint of cold determination. "From now on, all news will be blocked, and no one is allowed to leave the family without permission. At the same time, all undisclosed facilities and experimental projects in the family will be thoroughly investigated. I want to know what the former head of the family is hiding."
Fuma Kotaro nodded slightly, then retreated with a serious expression.
Yuan Zhisheng stood there, looking up at the gray sky, feeling confused. What exactly are the Snake Eight Clan? How many dirty secrets does the family hide? He suddenly realized that Tachibana Masamune, as the head of the family, had never really shown him the whole family, as if all of this was a fog covered by layers, waiting to be completely revealed one day.
"What kind of mess you left behind..." He whispered to himself, his voice blown away by the night wind and turned into an invisible sigh.
At this moment, the roar of a helicopter was heard faintly in the sky, and the lights in the distance pierced the night sky, approaching in their direction. Yuan Zhisheng's eyes turned cold. He knew that this would be a long night, a night full of anxiety and turmoil.
The future unfolds before him, but it is full of unknowns and undercurrents.
(End of this chapter)
