Chapter 111 God, Coming to Earth (Part )

The helicopter took off and the ragged Ange took the phone.

Pompey called his son Caesar and asked Caesar to give the phone to Angers.

"What's wrong?" Ange asked breathlessly.

Time Zero is a rogue word spirit. It does not have strong lethality, but its auxiliary effect is extremely strong. Angers can extend the time by more than a hundred times under the outbreak of the third blood burst. The spinal cord of the dragon corpse was cut off by him with a folding knife. After all, he was slightly better.

"God has been successfully revived, right? I think Tokyo is about to sink."

"probably?"

Angé looked at Mount Fuji from afar, which was extremely blurry in the wind and rain. The snow that had accumulated on the top of the mountain for many years had completely melted, and it was unknown when it would erupt.

"There is good news. There is a way to deal with the resurrection of God. Our Gattuso family has space-based kinetic weapons." Pompey on the other end of the phone said slowly.

"What is that?"

"You can think of it as us sending tungsten rods into space and hanging them in satellites. If the satellite can be aligned, we can drop them when needed. We call it the Sword of Damocles."

"How old is it? Can you really kill a god?" Angé remained skeptical.

Pompey explained: "In theory, it is enough. Explosion damage, erosion damage, etc. cannot effectively kill the Dragon King, but this purely physical attack can effectively destroy the Dragon King's body."

"What are the restrictions?"

Ange was thinking about something, but now was not the time to think about it. What lay before him now was the god who had inherited the White King's legacy, accepted the Dragon King's sacrifice, and was about to be resurrected.

"It takes time to align the satellite. Hongjing is actually a good place. It is surrounded by barren mountains. You need to hold the gods back. I have already given the authority of the Sword of Damocles to EVA."

"understood."

Angers immediately called EVA to ask about the Sword of Damocles.

"The satellite Sky Patrol carrying the Sword of Damocles is flying in low-Earth orbit. It takes about 90 minutes to circle the Earth. It can only be released when it reaches directly above Hongjing. Now it needs to reach Tokyo again, which takes 50 minutes. Moreover, Hongjing is a confidential military target, and I need to locate it with accurate coordinates."

"Caesar, contact Yuan Zhisheng."

After getting the coordinates from Yuan Zhisheng, Ange breathed a sigh of relief, "It all depends on whether the god will die."

The artificial floating island they had already left behind erupted into flames in the wind and rain, and the corpse guards who were lured onto the island died in the explosion.

"Principal, are we going to Tokyo or Hongjing?" asked the helicopter pilot.

"Go directly to Hongjing."

The corpse guarding tide has been dealt with, and Genji Heavy Industries has also been defended. Now it depends on the god in the red well.

If they don't kill God, all they do will be in vain.

"Red Well must be successful."

Although they still have the Sword of Damocles, a weapon that can kill the king, if they use it, it will prove that they have run out of other tricks. This is the last line of defense, and it has not yet been tested to see if it is effective.

The blood at the bottom of the Red Well had originally calmed down, but with the addition of serum and dragon blood, it began to become agitated again, with white foam rising continuously, just like boiling water.

It was indeed boiling, and the smell of cooked protein and blood rose with the heat.

The red well was shaking, as if some large creature was stretching its body underneath.

The god did not die. It was severely injured and fell into a self-protective sleep. However, the blood brought by the king general made its body produce the instinct to eat.

"Start the turbine."

The water turbine of Hongjing was started. The powerful vortex could draw everything in the water into the well, but the huge monster in the water stood still.

"The powerful water flow cannot be restrained. See? God cannot be affected by mortal things." The king said to Miyamoto Shio, "Let's see where God's limit is!"

The members of the Ghost Group stepped forward and threw the plastic bomb into the water. After the explosives sank, they immediately detonated them.

The water surface was rippling as if it was angry.

There were also countless steel balls trapped in the bombs, but the effect of the salvo fire from hundreds or thousands of shotguns was nothing to the huge monster in the water.

The whale-like figure on the sonar screen remained motionless.

"Isn't this wrong?" Chu Zihang whispered, "General Wang's tests are very effective for humans, but how can they be enough for dragons? Is General Wang really familiar with gods?"

He began to doubt General Wang. He had witnessed the Dragon King-level battle with his own eyes, and he was deeply impressed by the black flowing cloud cover in the Syrian desert. Not only was the range large, the effect was also incredibly strong, and the flowing cloud was as sharp as a water knife.

The dragon's body is strong and its bones are like steel, but even if an object is made entirely of steel, it will have to be scraped off a layer if it wants to pass through the layer of flowing cloud cover.

This god is just a broken white king, but he shouldn't be this weak. It would be strange if the king's tests had any effect on the god. "Maybe the king didn't expect it?"

Finkel was not as familiar with General Wang's plan as the other two.

"The god has not yet fully developed. What came out now is just a premature baby. General Wang should have expected this scene a long time ago. The real show has not yet begun."

Zhang Baiqing always felt that although General Wang’s plan was good, it was still too fragile at the moment.

If he didn't take action, no matter if Yuan Zhisheng or Angé came back now, he would die here.

He didn't think that he could get God's protection just because he resurrected God, did he? According to the violent nature of dragons, it was more likely that he would be killed in one gulp, with a crisp sound.

The 12 gates at the bottom of the well were opened. These gates were covered with metal meshes used to filter out dirt, which were very strong and flexible.

But the giant at the bottom of the well easily broke through layer after layer of gates, like a heated knife cutting through solidified lard.

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6..." The engineers brought by the king watched Him break through the gate and reach the water surface.

Before He came out of the water, His roar penetrated the water layer and rushed out of the Red Well. A huge echo was heard in the Red Well. Everyone who was looking at the water surface by the Red Well wore noise-canceling headphones, otherwise the violent and terrifying roar would pierce their eardrums.

As He climbed, cracks appeared on the walls of the well, like the thirsty earth.

The water surface was turbulent and shattered, and a huge pure white cocoon rose from the water with a long tail, just like a human tadpole.

But this tadpole was so huge that it whipped the wall of the well frantically. No one could see clearly how this silk cocoon with a tail climbed up. It climbed by grabbing the iron frame on the wall of the well, but the iron frame prepared for people could not support its weight at all. As it climbed, the iron frame below collapsed layer by layer.

General Wang just waved his hand calmly, and the Vulcan machine gun loaded next to the red well opened fire immediately.

This heavy weapon is mounted on light aircraft and helicopters and can easily tear apart medium to large animals with one shot.

But General Wang's goal was not to kill Him. The Vulcan cannon machine gun fired special armor-piercing bullets. After breaking the outer cocoon, the bullets penetrated into His body and released alchemical anesthetics.

The outer cocoon was shattered by the Vulcan cannonballs, and people finally saw the pale god. The underdeveloped cubs screamed in pain, and the shrill voices could be heard from heaven to earth.

After witnessing the god, someone on the wall of the well might have regretted that they released a devil from hell, and this would not change because of the glory he brought to the Eight Clans of Sheqi.

"Yamata no Orochi."

Someone suppressed the fear that was as big as a mountain in his heart and said the name.

"The god has come out, what does he look like?" Finkel stretched his neck anxiously, wishing he could run to the red well to take a look.

What he grasped the wall of the well was not his outstretched hands or claws, but eight long dragon necks. Its lower limbs were deformed and thin, so he used the eight bent heads as hands and feet to climb up the Red Well.

Eight pairs of bright golden eyes like flowing magma come into view, making it almost impossible to suppress one's heartbeat.

In the legend of the True Crimson Land, the red water here was dyed red by the blood of the Yamata no Orochi after its death. No one could have imagined that this was actually true. The Yamata no Orochi recorded in the myth actually existed here.

The four Vulcan cannons failed to stop his advance. They might have caused him pain, but they could not effectively kill him.

His body should have been extremely huge, but he was still young and underdeveloped, making him abnormally thin.

Individual missiles were fired at Him, but they still could not cause Him serious damage. They could only scratch His skin and break His white scales. Even if His flesh and scales were blown away, exposing His spine, it would recover quickly.

He tried hard to climb upwards. He needed to leave this damn place. Having just emerged from the cocoon, he needed to catch his breath. It wouldn't take long for him to recover his powerful strength, and then he could easily destroy these tiny creatures.

"Let me see where God's limits are!" General Wang shouted excitedly.

The individual missile exploded where the dragon's head landed, causing part of the well wall to collapse. He couldn't control himself and slid down, but he could not slide down more than a few meters. The dragon's sharp teeth left deep scratches on the well wall.

The white rope net shot out towards the god and tightly wrapped around him.

The ropes used to make the rope net are only as thick as fingers, but they are made of nanofibers, which are extremely tough. The safety rope tied to the Trieste is made of this kind of rope, and just one rope can easily lift the Trieste.

The god launched several attacks on the rope net, but failed to break through it.

"We succeeded? We succeeded in capturing God?"

Someone shouted with delight.

"No, no, no, how could God be bound by these ropes?" The king shook his head, "Don't forget, God carries a sword, which is a sharp blade that can split the world in half."

Someone suddenly remembered that in Japanese mythology, Susanoo used the father god's sacred sword Ame-no-Habaki to kill the Yamata-no-Orochi, but when cutting the Yamata-no-Orochi in half, a gap was actually left on the sacred sword.

So Susanoo found the magic sword named "Ame-sougumo" from the tail of the Yamata no Orochi!

The Yamata no Orochi was tricked into drinking the wine, which led to his death under Susanoo's Ama-no-Habesaki. If he hadn't drunk the wine, Susanoo would probably have died under Ama-no-Tsugumō.

This myth is actually a little unreasonable, because people can't imagine how the sword was hidden in the tail.

(End of this chapter)