"Lu Lin City...Jovini?" Herzog was puzzled. This was the first time he had heard of Lu Mingfei's family situation.

"Forgot, you actually don't know this person at all." Bondalev shrugged and smiled.

Herzog was stunned. When he recalled carefully, he really didn't know what kind of person Lu Mingfei was.

In his opinion, Lu Mingfei is a complete monster. Since he is a monster, how could he have parents?

"Please be sure to believe me, Doctor, Lu Mingfei's disappearance is not because he was secretly hidden or disappeared, but because he disappeared in the root sense." He looked directly at Herzog's uneasy gaze.

"Step a step back, even if he may really exist, he can only exist in another world."

Herzog shook his head, still showing discomfort.

Pompeii and Bondalev were obviously like him, and they also had a clear memory of the world line before the revision.

No, they should know more, and even know clearly how the world was modified like this.

After thinking for a long time, Herzog believed Bondalev's statement.

Lu Mingfei disappeared forever.

"Even if it's as good as you said, Lu Mingfei won't appear. I will be unmatched by becoming the Dragon King again... But what is your motivation for doing this? If there is something like the world throne, you will definitely be more impatient than anyone else, right?" Herzog's eyes were full of hostility again, "Don't joke! We are ambitious people, not philanthropists, my dear old friend, Major Bondalev!"

"Doctor, with your talent, don't you understand yet?" Pompeii shook his head and lamented.

"What do you understand?"

"Did you still understand why he had helped you steal the secret treasure of the White King when he saw Major Bondalev?" said Pompeii.

Herzog was stunned and began to think about this issue seriously.

Since Bondalev was not dead, it means that the Bondalev he killed was just a substitute, with the purpose of dispelling his doubts and making him mistakenly believe that he was relying on his own power to steal notes and laboratories, and thus ascend to the throne of the White King.

Under what circumstances will a person choose to transfer huge wealth to a person who is not a relative or accustomed to this kind of twists and turns?

What's more, it is not ordinary wealth, it is the wealth left by the legendary white emperor. Having it is equivalent to owning the world. Apart from the black emperor, there is nothing that can suppress it.

Thinking of this, Herzog immediately understood the answer. His old face was filled with astonishment, as if the mottled mural was lit up by lightning.

Without thinking for too long, "You...your target is...the Black King?" When talking about this noble name, Herzog felt a sense of suffocation that he was overwhelmed.

"You guessed it, Doctor." Bondalev nodded in a low voice.

Herzog's heart contracted violently.

He should have thought of this long ago. If the other party promised to use the White King's throne as a reward, the other party would have gained greater than the reward.

And in this world, what is more attractive than the White King’s throne is the Black King’s throne?

Now, Herzog has been troubled for a long time when the doubts are finally resolved!

Bondalev was far more terrifying than he thought!

"The reason why I left the operation process of becoming the White King to you in the form of notes is because I am not sure whether this will really succeed. Someone needs to give it a try. After all, becoming the Dragon King is unprecedented." Bondalev put down the wine glass in his hand and looked straight at Herzog calmly.

"Facts have proved that you are worthy of being the best dragon scientist in the world. You rely on science and power to successfully transform into the White King while ensuring that your spiritual consciousness belongs to you... In addition to you, we were also very happy at that time. Since humans can become White King, then the Black King should be able to do it too?"

"You...do you have the bones of the Black King?" Herzog asked in disbelief.

If you want to become the White King, the bones of the White King are essential. In the past twenty years since he was in charge of the Japanese underworld, all his energy has been focused on searching for the White King's legacy. As for the blood exchange technology, it is the content written in the notebook for a long time. He only needs to modify a few steps.

But according to Bondalev's meaning, he seemed to have not only possessed the bones of the Black King, but also had it for a long time.

Even if he was not good, he had at least known where the Black King bones were hidden.

"This is a secret about the ultimate authority of the world. It cannot be known by a shrewd ambitious man like you, Doctor." Bondalev raised a finger to his mouth, signaling to stop the sound.

"That's it. The Black King's throne belongs to us and the White King's throne belongs to you. Although you also have a certain threat to us, we are not afraid of you, right?" Pompeii said, "Look, the logic is closed, and our motivation is reasonable."

After pondering for a long time, Herzog sneered again, and the wine glass fell heavily on the table, and the transparent wine splashed out and slid down the back of his hand.

"It's very good, but why should I trust you?" He showed fierce eyes.

Pompeii frowned, and Bondalev silently filled himself with a red vodka.

"Two gentlemen, don't forget that we have blood feuds, and it's not just a blood feud!" Herzog slowly stood up, looked around the two people on the left and right, and suddenly attacked.

"Deception and betrayal is normal for us. Even if we have common interests, what evidence do you have to prove that you will not tear the alliance at a critical moment?" Speaking of this, Herzog outlined a bloody smile, "I need to see evidence that you will not betray at a critical moment."

This was Herzog's intention to suddenly attack. He was not to refuse this invitation, but to gain more bargaining chips.

He knew very well how difficult the situation was. Not only was the rounding up of the Eight Snake Families, but the recovery of the King of Oceans and Water is imminent, and the world continues to slide to the edge of doomsday, but his time is getting less and less.

He must find powerful allies, even if they are not trustworthy at all, as long as he can temporarily overcome the current difficulties.

"Evidence? Don't say this, I really have evidence." Pompeii hit his palm and had a sudden inspiration.

"What evidence?" Herzog didn't expect that the other party had such a thing.

"It's a doctor. If you want to replenish yourself again, then the White King's bones are also essential. But that thing is hiding in the Yezhi Food Field at this moment, and outsiders cannot enter. You should have a headache about it, right?" Pompeii said.

"Do you even know the existence of Yezhiyuan?" Herzog was alert.

"We even know a lot about the Black King's secrets. What's wrong with knowing Ye Zhiyuan? It's just a little bit." Pompeii made a gesture of ok.

"It was a large prison for the ancient Japanese mixed races to detain dangerous mixed races, but as time went by, the ancient Japanese mixed races declined, and the way to enter the place had long been lost, and it was a mystery whether it existed or not... But in an experiment, you happened to open a tunnel to there, confirming the authenticity of this secret."

"The key to opening it is the blood of Yue Du Ming?"

Herzog was silent.

Pompeii is right in every key point.

Amaterasu, Tsukiyuki, and Susanoo are the three ancient gods with the highest destiny in Japanese mythology. They correspond to their super mixed races in the history of the Eight Snakes. Each destiny has a special function that is different from the Spirit of the Word.

But until today, people have forgotten these special effects and thought they were just three ordinary honorific titles.

"The special function of reading fate in the moon is to open the door to the Night Food Land when the moon is full... That's right, right?" Pompeii said.

Herzog nodded.

On one night a few years ago, he was experimenting with the blood of Eriyi. It happened that it was a full moon night. By chance, he actually opened the door to Yezhiyuan, confirming the authenticity of this legend.

"So, we must counterattack the Bashes and get Huiliyi," said Herzog.

"Oh, this may make you sad. Doctor, a week ago, Miss Erie left Japan and went to the Arctic Ocean with the Valkyrie of Kassel... News came just last night that they were currently in Leviathan's belly and were having a lot of time with the Dragon King Yemenggarde... Look, people and dragons can become close allies, why is it so difficult for us humans to reach some consensus?" Pompeii muttered and complained.

"She is not in Japan?" Herzog was surprised.

Although he didn't know what Valkyrie and Leviathan's belly was, he could still understand the message that Erie was not in Japan.

"Not only are they not in Japan, but we have no way to get her back," said Bondalev, "unless they succeed in killing themselves."

"Damn it!" Herzog was so angry that he crushed the wine glass in his hand.

All his plans were ruined.

Not only was he unable to get rid of his illness and shadow, but he also made his behavior of living in the sewer these days extremely funny.

"Although Miss Arii is not in Japan,... if we want to open the door to Yenojihara, we may not necessarily use her blood, right?" Pompeii said easily.

"What's the meaning?"

"The premise of opening the Night's Meatland is the blood of Yuejuan, not the erection of Li Yi. In other words, we can find someone who is similar to Yuejuan, and use her blood to open the door?"

"There are other people who are Yue Duming?" Herzog's eyes vibrated.

"Of course there is no Yuejuan, but there is a girl who is similar to Yuejuan, and even has a stronger and purer bloodline than Yuejuan. Guess who she is?" Pompeii said with a smile.

Herzog shook his head, and he had no time to play such boring games with Pompeii.

"The answer is... Miss Huiliyi's good sister, my good daughter-in-law, Chen Motong!"

Pompeii brought a silver suitcase from under the table and opened it. A tube of bright red reagent stood in the cold air.
Chapter completed!