The Red Dragon Emperor From Douluo

Chapter 319

Tokyo, a huge pothole formed by Sculuji and Guy Lore.

The blond boy picked up a broken arm on the ground. It was the right arm of a certain man. The arm was neatly broken from the shoulder, and the section looked as smooth as it was cut by a knife.

“Although the gods have come to the world, Dart’s ideal world will eventually be completed.

Skluj, the greedy pseudo-king, your arm will be the key to selecting the real Adam.

Thanks to you, the Void Genome is about to be completed, and you should be praised.

Next time, mankind will move to the New World-no one can stop it! ”

…

Looking at the awe-inspiring golden rose in front of him, Long Cheng in the crystalline world sighed and gently stroked the dark golden “thorns” vines.

Coming to the center of Qiangwei, the girl with long pink hair was sleeping peacefully in it.

“Don’t forget who you are…Remember, what you are not [Eve], stay true to yourself, maybe there is still a chance…”

The girl’s closed eyes slowly opened, “You are…”

The purple crystal column gradually turned into fragments, the girl and the golden rose fell quickly, and Long Cheng’s body also began to become blurred.

“Remember, you are [you]…” Long Cheng reminded the girl, then turned into light particles and disappeared into the crystalline world.

Consciousness returned to the physical body. After witnessing the scene in the crystalline world, Long Cheng decided-it would definitely not let the world become like that.

Long Cheng did not choose to wake up immediately, but constantly felt the power of [Void] (Viod).

Although he is the origin of the other party, after a long period of development, there is still a big difference between the two.

Although Long Cheng knew that he was in the enemy’s base camp, he didn’t care too much.

There are only a few that can threaten him in this world.

And they can only threaten Long Cheng at best, but they absolutely cannot kill Long Cheng. After all, even if their strength is suppressed, their physical fitness is still there, and they can still be done with Dragon Deification.

…

I saw a pale horse.

The one who was riding on the horse was named [Death], and the underworld followed him closely.

“… My body hurts terribly, what happened to me?

I… came to the church… and…

That’s right… her real name is crying. She was very scared, terribly scared.

I… failed to save my real name.

Later, we…were swallowed by the dazzling light…after that…by the way…set-my most important friend.

Is it okay with him? Always set to stand in front and lead me. This time… it’s my turn to protect the collection…”.

Triton opened his eyes and saw a man in a red trench coat in front of him.

“…You took your life, kid.”

“…Who? Did you protect me?”

“I don’t protect anything. You want to survive. This is your ability (strength).”

“……my power?”

“The world always forces people to choose whether to survive or be eliminated.”

Triton looked at Scullucci in confusion, ‘what the hell he is going to say, I’m not very clear.

But… what is going on?

I have a strong resonance with him.

He and I saw the same world. For some reason, I would think so. ’

“If you don’t want to be eliminated… just go to fight!”

‘……fighting? Yes, I want to become stronger!

——Next time, we must guard it. ’

Triton lost consciousness, and when he woke up again, the man in the red trench coat had disappeared.

“I…I want to become stronger! Goodbye.” Looking at the friend in front of him, Triton stayed behind and left.

However, Sakura Manji was blind and unresponsive. After a while, the search and rescue team found him among the ruins of the church. Behind him was… the completely scrapped Past.

…

May 2039

Christmas tree of bones.

To the south of Odaiba, there is a huge building where there was once a non-burnable garbage disposal site and now a garbage dump in Tokyo Bay known as the Twenty-Four. “Bone Christmas Tree” is what people call it.

The part of the pillar equivalent to the “trunk” is covered with glass, which is the main body of the building. It is also coated with special paint, and it emits a blue glow like phosphorous fire at night, like a group of conical white skeletons floating dimly in mid-air.

In this white-bone Christmas tree, there resides the apocalyptic virus that can cause “Steelderma”, the special virus disaster countermeasures bureau “ANTIBODIES” that manages the health of Japanese people, and Japan’s international united eastern rule that is responsible for ruling anarchy. The headquarters of GHQ, the headquarters of GHQ, and even the Sefira Genetic Pharmaceutical Research Institute, which was the target of terrorists in the Lost Christmas, had the world’s highest genetic research technology at the time. Without the help of this research institute, it would be impossible to develop a vaccine for the Apocalypse virus. At the same time, it is also an international enterprise.

It has extraterritorial rights, but it exists in Japan but not in Japan. Without the twenty-four districts, Japan itself would not be able to sustain it. This shows its importance.

Just above the waters of the bay that surrounds this area, Chao Shenya, the leader of the terrorist organization “Funeral Club”, looked up at this bone Christmas tree, with an ironic smile on his face.

“…Is this the symbol of Japan’s resurrection?”

He was wearing a pure black coat with blood-red lines and standing at the front of the boat that was moving steadily. On his side face, there was a gloom that a seventeen-year-old boy could not have.

The slightly faded long golden hair wafted in disorder in the wind, and Ya used his blue-gray pupils to stare at the others who were standing in the same boat.

“The Japanese nowadays are apes. Just like the three apes in Toshogu Shrine. They cannot see, listen, or ask. They are apes that are kept honestly and have empty dreams. But this situation will end from today. Let’s use these hands to break and tear, let everyone see our posture, let people call our name, let people hear our voice, let our singing spread everywhere! This is our singing Funeral song!”

“Oh!” the militants dressed in black echoed and shouted. They are all people concerned about the country who are attracted by Yachaoqun’s leadership temperament and united. With the idea of ​​liberating Japan from GHQ, they plunged into the fierce battle.

Ya nodded sharply in response, drew a large-caliber pistol from his waist and pointed it at the night sky without stars.

“——The battle begins!”

On this Tokyo Bay, which was dyed deep blue by the brilliance of the bone Christmas tree, there was a feint roar.

The slight vibration made a young man soaked in the cultivation tank slightly frowned.

He felt a crystallization of small colorful flowers approaching where he was.

“Is there not much time left…”

Slowly opened his eyes that had been closed for more than ten years, and reflected in the dark pupils was a girl with long pink hair and wearing protective clothing.