Dragon Clan: They're all insane, and you still want me to slay dragons?

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As the saying goes, by following the clues, the great battle between the Oni Clan and the Hebi-Hachi family, while keeping the Hebi-Hachi family busy, also brought their own power to the surface.

Once the Ghosts disappear into the shadows again, the last threads connecting them to their core territory may be severed once more.

The crowd fell silent once again.

To avoid a mutually destructive outcome, a swift victory is necessary. To achieve this, the Ghost Clan's headquarters must be located to carry out a decapitation strike. To find the Ghost Clan's headquarters, a mutually destructive conflict with the Ghost Clan is required to obtain more clues.

The situation seems to have fallen into a vicious cycle.

The silence in the conference room was broken by Ryoma Genichiro's phone ringing, and everyone looked at him simultaneously.

"It was a call from Sumeru's side," Ryoma Genichiro explained, glancing at the caller ID. Everyone suddenly understood.

The Sumeru Throne is one of the core projects of the Snake Clan, and its importance is probably comparable to that of the Ganryu Research Institute and the headquarters of the Kanto and Kansai branches.

These important projects and bases generally do not go through the liaison department when contacting the headquarters; instead, they go directly to the senior management of the Sheqi Eight Families.

Genichiro Ryoma is among the highest-ranking members of the Ryoma family. In addition to being the head of the Ryoma family, he also serves as the head of the Japanese branch of Kassel College, making him, in a sense, Genji's superior.

"Moses Moses?"

Under everyone's gaze, Ryoma Genichiro turned on the speakerphone and placed his phone on the table.

"Patriarch Longma, the Sumeru Throne has fallen." The person in charge on the other side said succinctly.

Fuck!

In the office, the eyelids of the patriarchs and elders twitched wildly. Yuan Zhisheng was furious and his voice cracked as he asked into the phone: "How could we have fallen? Didn't we have dozens of elites on Sumeru Throne?"

On the Sumeru pedestal, the sea wind howled and darkness surged.

The person in charge, along with dozens of elite members of the same clan and hundreds of researchers, were captured by John Wick in one fell swoop. Like gangsters being taken to the police station, they squatted on the ground with their hands behind their heads, crowding the cabin.

"John Wick, who attacked Sumeru, the same one who attacked the Kassel headquarters before, he's teamed up with the Ghosts."

In the office, everyone was slightly taken aback before realizing what was happening. Regardless of why John Wick would join forces with the Ghosts, if it was him, who was suspected to be the humanoid Dragon King, who made the move, then the fall of Sumeru would be understandable.

"What are the casualties? Are you in danger? If so, hang up immediately." Yuan Zhisheng had already imagined everything that had happened at Sumeru Throne.

John Wick stormed into Sumeru and wreaked havoc, while the half-breeds of the Snake Clan fought back desperately, buying precious time for their leader to send intelligence back to headquarters.

Loyal ministers and generals!

Yuan Zhisheng was increasingly moved as he thought about it. He had already decided what to say to the other side: "Our family will not forget your contributions. Go in peace. Although you are dead, your spirit of resistance will be remembered by future generations forever," and so on.

"None of the 367 technicians and family members of the Sumeru Throne were injured or killed." The person in charge said with great pride.

???

The high-ranking members of the Snake Clan in the office were stunned again. What happened? The Human Dragon King and the Fierce Demons had joined forces to attack your place, so how come there were no casualties?

The person in charge looked up at John Wick's back and continued to report to Genjiro and other high-ranking officials: "After John Wick ascended the Sumeru Throne, he first used his Word of Power to destroy a sea platform. Then he told us that as long as we did not resist or interfere with their operations, he would not take our lives and even allowed us to send back intelligence to headquarters."

I hesitated for about ten seconds, then led my brothers to raise the white flag.

Damn it, give me back my gratitude!

"Well done."

Yuan Zhisheng thought to himself, but still praised the person in charge of the live broadcast: "Next time you encounter a situation like this, you can be a little more flexible in your knees."

No one thought the person in charge at the site did anything wrong.

When dozens of ordinary mixed-race individuals encounter John Wick, no matter how much they struggle, they are doomed to die. Even if they fight to the very end, they may not be able to transmit the intelligence back to headquarters.

The important information is that the Sumeru throne has been lost.

Now, not only have they transmitted the intelligence back, but they have also preserved the vital forces on the Sumeru side. This is truly a great achievement.

After praising the person in charge on site, Genji asked, "What is John Wick and the Ghosts' operation?"

"It's the Burial Grounds of the Gods. I saw the Ghost Clan had already launched a deep-sea submersible into the water. That submersible seems to be equipped with an explosive system..."

Those damn Ghosts are insane!

In the office, Yuan Zhisheng and the other family heads and elders stood up angrily, realizing that they all understood.

The missile bombing of Genji Heavy Industries, the nationwide gang warfare, and the fierce battle between the Oni Clan and the Snake Clan are all fake.

Their true objective, from beginning to end, has always been the burial site of the gods beneath Mount Sumeru. Everything they did on the Japanese mainland was merely a diversionary tactic to confuse the public.

Genjiro's mind raced, and he quickly came up with an idea. He shouted into the phone, "Where is John Wick? I want to talk to him."

After John Wick ascended the Sumeru Throne, he neither caused widespread destruction nor killed anyone. Instead, he communicated and negotiated with them, and had the person in charge send back the intelligence.

If John Wick had truly gone on a killing spree, they might still be in the dark.

After comprehensive analysis, Yuan Zhisheng felt that the problem might be solved through negotiation.

The person in charge looked up again.

The boy, who looked exactly like Keanu Reeves, carried a huge sword case, moved a stool and sat opposite them, ignoring them, and stared intently at the PSP game console screen, rapidly pressing the buttons on the controller.

The game console emitted a series of humming and hawing sounds. As the former owner of the console, the person in charge could easily recognize that John Wick was playing "Dragon Ball Z: Shin Budokai 2," a game he had been stuck on for a long time.

The person in charge shuffled slowly towards John Wick, placed his phone (with the speaker on) next to the boy, and glanced at the game console screen in the boy's hand before stepping back. The level that had been stuck on him for so long had long been cleared by the boy.

As expected of the humanoid dragon king, he's so good at playing games too.

"Moses Moses?"

John Wick, with his mind on two things at once, greeted Genjiro in the Japanese way.

The voice on the other end was young; it was probably the legendary humanoid dragon king, John Wick. Yuan Zhisheng, with a clear mind, got straight to the point.

"No matter what conditions the Demon Clan offers, our Snake Clan can offer double them, as long as you destroy that deep-sea submersible right now."

At this point, asking John Wick why he was cooperating with the Ghosts and what his plans were is pointless; just offer him huge rewards and that's it.

"Are there two Yamata no Orochi in the burial site of the gods?" John Wick asked casually.

"Your target is Yamata no Orochi?"

"if not?"

After a few brief exchanges, Yuan Zhisheng understood that the talks were unsuccessful. The core interests of both sides were in conflict, making negotiation simply impossible.

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"Stop talking nonsense. The straight-line distance between Sumeru and Genji Heavy Industries is about 860 kilometers. If you speed up, you might be able to get here in three hours."

Want to give it a try? Three hours. We might not even have finished setting up the burial site by the time you get there.

John Wick gave Genji a rough estimate of the time. Nowadays, most mainstream high-speed helicopters can reach a maximum speed of over 350 kilometers per hour.

It's a thunderstorm in Sumeru, which will affect the helicopter's speed. Adding in the time it takes for Genjiro to prepare the helicopter, three hours is more than enough.

"Wait for me." Yuan Zhisheng's voice was deep, as if he had made a great decision.

"I'm waiting for you."

John Wick gave a casual reply, kicked his phone back to the manager's feet, and continued playing his game with great concentration.

He didn't think Genjiro could reach Sumeru before the Shrine of the Gods was blown up; the King would handle the Snake-Headed Eight Families. Even if the King failed, it didn't matter; he would handle Genjiro.

As soon as the call ended, Genjiro looked at Sakura Yabuki. While he was contacting John Wick, Sakura had already begun making the necessary arrangements.

The pretty girl did not disappoint Genjiro, delivering a perfect answer to his gaze: "I have already arranged for an Apache helicopter. Things are tense lately, so the cannons and Hellfire missiles on the aircraft have been removed. However, we can bring some portable missile launchers up with us."

The plane will land on the roof of the Genji Heavy Industries building in about five minutes. We have five minutes left.

Sakura Yabuki has already arranged everything. Regardless of whether it will be useful or not, she's done the arranging first and doesn't care about the money. As long as Genji decides to go to Sumeru, he won't have to do anything in five minutes; he can just board the plane.

"well done."

Genji praised the girl, took a deep breath as smoke rose and the firelight flickered, and looked solemnly at Ryoma Genichiro: "Mr. Ryoma, you have the most experience in managing large groups and coordinating various parties. After I leave, I will temporarily hand over the family affairs to you."

Genichiro Ryoma is the head of the Kassel Japan branch. With the patriarch and the young master absent, Genichiro Ryoma naturally became the one in charge of coordinating things.

Ryoma Genichiro, who was entrusted with an important task, just frowned and asked a question: "It is another matter who is in charge of the family. The question is, do we really need to rush to Sumeru Palace now?"

It will take at least two and a half hours to get from here to Sumeru Throne. Even if the young master arrives at Sumeru Throne, there is still John Wick to deal with, who is, after all, a humanoid dragon king.

Even if we could handle John Wick, how would we solve the problem of the deep-sea submersible? We can't possibly acquire a submersible capable of diving to depths of over 8,000 meters.

The heads of the families present fell into deep thought; this was the problem.

From the moment the Oni clan blinded them and dropped a deep-sea submersible into the waters above the Shrine of the Gods, the Snake-Headed Eight Families had already lost.

In real battles, the outcome is often decided before the two sides even clash. The Snake Clan was completely outmatched in terms of information and espionage.

"You always have to struggle."

With a cigarette butt clenched in his teeth, Genji made up his mind: "What is buried in the burial ground of the gods is the Yamata no Orochi. If the Oni Clan releases the Yamata no Orochi to resurrect the White King, everything we have worked so hard for will be destroyed."

We can't assume there's a dead cat in the box before we open it; there's still a chance if we try. We can't just give up without doing anything.

Genjiro made up his mind.

The eight-headed serpent guarding the burial ground of the gods is the destiny of the eight families of the Serpent Clan and the responsibility of the Emperor. While the subordinates of Sumeru could surrender without a fight, Minamoto no Chisei could not.

Having resolved the question of whether or not to go, Ryoma Genichiro raised another question: "Since the young master is determined to stop the Demon Clan, then we need to consider another issue: who should go?"

"Should you go, young master? Or Erii? Or perhaps you two go together? After all, the one guarding that place is a humanoid dragon king."

Ryoma Genichiro wasn't too optimistic about Genjiro.

Compared to ordinary hybrids, Genjiro, as an emperor, is indeed incredibly strong. However, his opponent is no longer even human, so Genjiro would have a hard time winning in a one-on-one fight.

Sending Erii, or having the two siblings go together, would increase their chances of winning.

So here's the question: is there really only one John Wick on the Sumeru Throne? Maybe the "King General" and "Dragon King" of the Oni Clan are also there, just waiting for Genjiro and his sister to come to them.

Alternatively, the "King" and the "Dragon King" may already be hiding in Tokyo, waiting for the Genji siblings to leave before they storm the dragon's den and destroy the Sheqi family's lair.

With an overwhelming disadvantage in terms of information and intelligence, the Snake Clan can only gamble on whatever decisions they make now.

Yuan Zhisheng closed his eyes and pondered for a few seconds, then made a decision: "I remember the institute's evolution drug, hasn't it already yielded results?"

Ryoma Genichiro and the others felt a chill run down their spines.

Several years ago, the Snake Clan began researching evolution medicines that could refine bloodlines at the Ganryu Research Institute, located hundreds of meters underground in the Genji Heavy Industries building.

This is standard practice among hybrid factions. Almost every long-established hybrid faction has its own methods for refining bloodlines, whether permanent or temporary, or through secret techniques or elixirs.

The Snake-Headed Eight Families are an exception, because their emperors are born with bloodlines superior to dragons and do not require bloodline refinement. The mixed-bloods of the lower five families have unstable bloodlines, making bloodline refinement techniques counterproductive.