Herzog finally found what he wanted to find.

The east xz is in the bustling area of ​​the city center, with the exact coordinates between the two buildings, and looks like a natural harbor.

The reason why I chose this place as a resting place is not special, but its physical strength is only enough to support it to come here.

Herzog dived deep into the sea that flooded most of Tokyo, and his expression was furious to pilgrimage to his final destination.

"I found it, long time no see." His eyes suddenly widened, as if a believer had seen an angel.

A white giant like a mountain curled up on the back of the building. It was so deformed and twisted, but so sacred and quiet, it was no exaggeration to describe it as a god or a devil.

Yamata Orochi, once Herzog used a cutting machine to cut it into pieces, but the wounds were still preserved, forming shocking scabs on its body, and blood was still permeated.

Herzog couldn't wait to land next to Yamata Orochi, locked its core position with his senses, poked out his sharp claws, and took out the "core" from the already fragile part without much effort.

That thing like a parasite, but this is the real god. The so-called Yamata Orochi is just its gorgeous coat or mount.

"Come on, let's merge again, our cooperation will be more pleasant this time." Herzog put his eyes together with God's one-eyed eye.

Herzog floated up to the surface with the gods, and at first glance he saw the vision in the sky.

He was shocked by the aurora all over the sky. He had never seen such a brilliant glory when he was working in Black Swan Harbor. It was more like a sign of the arrival of a god than a hell.

If it were normal, he might calmly realize that something was wrong, but now it is different.

Even he himself did not realize that the power of Yan Ling Yaqi was restless in his body, which made him feel illusion that he could do everything. Since he could do everything, he certainly did not need to rely on the power of thinking.

This is also a conspiracy between the other two allies. Over the past few days, in order to stop the pain caused by Yaki, Herzog could only rely on the potions provided by Pompeii. It was the potions that led his mania step by step into

What it is now.

"We're meeting again."

Herzog was shocked when he heard this voice.

He slowly turned his head and found another self standing behind him.

It is not the anxious, down-and-out and crazy self that is now, but the gentle and gentle Dr. Herzog, who was both gentle and handsome in the Black Swan Port period, and the elegance of a young man and the elegance of an elder. That is the most perfect one in his mind except for the White King period.

Own.

"Who are you! You can't be me!" Herzog's pupils trembled, both scared and surprised.

"Of course I am yourself, Dr. Herzog, don't tell me, you have forgotten what you looked like in the most glorious period." The self in front of me smiled kindly, and looked at Herzog's own eyes as if he was looking at it.

A child.

"No, you are not me... you are the White King!" Herzog still guessed the other party's identity based on his only rationality.

The parasite-like god is talking to himself in this spiritual way.

"It can be said that, but I am indeed yourself." His tone was still calm, "Just as you have the power of Yaqi now, you also left traces of yourself on the White King...

....We are one, and I am your real ally, not the other two liars."

Herzog was as if he had been touched by a weak point, and he could not speak for a word.

"Did you see the sky? It's a sign of the arrival of heroes. In a short time, their ships will pass through the ocean of souls and arrive at this last pure land. Now, only when the two of us join forces can we resist them

, take the world back into its pocket.”

"Just listen carefully to my voice and give it all to me."

......

"Oh no, we seem to miss it." Bondalev frowned.

"What's missing?" Pompeii also became alert.

"I missed the possibility of the White King's original deity." said Bondalev.

"The White King's Origin?"

"In our original idea, after Herzog finds Yamata Orochi, he will use his blood exchange technology to merge the White King. In that case, the new White King Herzog will be in a very powerful but not enough

A powerful state can just become a wedge to crucify the Heroes Legion.”

"But what if the White King in Yamata Orochi's body still retains the consciousness of being the Dragon King? Then it will tempt Herzog to omit the technical blood exchange steps and directly merge into cocoons... In that case, White

The king will wake up in an almost perfect posture, and all the spirits and combat powers are open to it, and it can easily block the path of the heroic spirits."

Pompeii bowed his head and said nothing, and he also realized the seriousness of the situation.

The vibration came from under my feet, and the sea water in the entire city was rippling, which seemed to confirm the true impact of this speculation from the side.

"The White King is already forming a cocoon, and the cocoon will be broken very quickly." Bondalev's face was quiet, "This is its field and the most perfect nutritional place."

"It's really scary. Is it so powerful just to form a cocoon?"

"There is no choice but to fight myself." Bondalev finally let go.

"Really? But it would be a bit tragic to face the White King with the power of the Sky and the Wind?" Pompeii showed joy.

"At this point, we must try it out to get the script back on its original track."

Bondalev was about to leave here, and the changes in the elements in the air made him frown again.

"Lilith is approaching, and it will be very lively here... No, it doesn't look like Lilith, like something else..." Bondalev stopped and started to talk to himself.

"Anyway, no matter what happens, I, an ordinary person, would better leave first, right?" Pompeii left after saying that, without any intention of leaving any souvenirs.

When he left, Bondalev was still staying where he seemed to be thinking about something.

Although Pompeii's attitude was as frivolous as ever, he knew very well that he should have evacuated ten minutes earlier.

When I walked to the sewer exit of the building, I walked along the pipe and gradually, the sound of the flowing water filled with vitality echoed in his ears.

He came out of the Yezhiyuan, and the entrance and exit coordinates were Genji Heavy Industry's Iron Dome Temple.

When Pompeii came out of the sewer, the world was completely different.

The whole city was shrouded in despair, and the only light was the fire that soared into the sky, as if the city was engaging in a modern war of hot weapons, and the pungent smell of gunpowder could be smelled from afar.

Pompeii helped a woman who stumbled on his chest, and before leaving, he did not forget to leave one on the back of the other person's hand. For a long time, the woman was immersed in his calmly leaving back.

When he arrived at a high place, he whistled in admiration in front of him.

In the area near Tokyo Bay, huge shadows crawl in the dark night, exuding a daunting oppression.

"That's Leviathan, bigger than I thought." Pompeii took out his telescope from his pocket.

"Wait, that's not Leviathan...what is that?"
Chapter completed!