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Shake people?
The moment the idea popped into his mind, Wang Jiang rejected it without hesitation, because if he could do it in the same way, the other party could do it in the same way.
He could summon the power of the Demon Clan, and given the relationship between Kassel College and its Japanese branch, the other party could similarly summon the power of the Snake Clan if they saw things were going badly.
This might not necessarily improve the situation, but it could certainly worsen.
Because "a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime," once the news of the divine remains is leaked, it will probably not just be the two executive officers from Kassel College tracking him, but the vast majority of mixed-race people in Japan will be his mortal enemy.
"We have no choice but to take a risk!"
Wang Jiang secretly resented that he didn't possess the same invincible strength as Cao Han; otherwise, he wouldn't be in such a desperate situation like a stray dog.
Fortunately, Herzog was prepared for this situation.
However, this preparation was made in case the location of the research lab was ever exposed.
Hidden in the research room.
Herzog, through the feedback from the Word of Power, also understood the "unexpected situation" that the King was currently facing. He had begun to feel the urgency of time and was no longer as calm as he had always been.
After getting up from the chair, I passed through layer after layer of metal verification doors and arrived at a cold storage room that was closest to the entrance of the research lab.
The cold storage room contained countless cylinders, each containing a corpse that appeared lifeless, soaked in a yellow liquid.
If you look closely, you can see that these corpses have more or less exhibited signs of dragonification, such as dragon scales covering their bodies, hands and feet turning into claws, or wings sprouting from their ribs, etc.
These are all experimental subjects that failed to evolve after being injected with bloodline evolution drugs.
Similarly, a large number of Dead Servants are also stored at the very bottom of the Genji Heavy Industries headquarters building of the Snake Clan.
These failed test subjects were injected with hypnotic drugs and then frozen in individual cylinders.
"You should be satisfied with the 'feast' I've prepared for you!"
Herzog sneered and pressed the defrost button on the central control panel. The full awakening of the Deadpool Legion would still take time, roughly the same time as when the King arrived at the research institute.
The executive officer, a graduate of Kassel College, should be exceptionally capable, but Herzog is equally confident in his Deadpool Legion, which he has been preparing for many years.
Little did they know that on the ground, almost in the opposite direction from Wang Jiang, Cao Han was also driving closer and closer.
After learning about the original body's "plan", Wang Jiang intentionally kept a certain distance from Fingel and the others along the way, until he arrived at the mountainside of a certain mountain.
No one would have imagined that Bondarev would build his research institute halfway up a mountain, practically carving a huge hole out of the mountain itself.
The research institute entrance, opened ahead of schedule, was like a ferocious beast with its mouth wide open, waiting for its prey to walk into its trap.
Wang drove straight into the research institute, but stopped in the entrance passage, seemingly with no intention of going inside.
"Are the remains of gods inside?"
"Yes."
"Complete your final mission."
"clear."
After receiving the box containing the remains of the god from the puppet avatar king, Herzog left without looking back, making sure to use his highest authority to completely close the metal door between the entrance and the research institute.
As for his so-called final mission...
Naturally, the goal was to stop the intruders at the entrance of the research institute.
In Herzog's view, as long as he could replace her as the new White King, whether she was a puppet or not was irrelevant.
Once they have enough power, their first step is to completely control the entire country of Japan. Then, they will use this as a springboard to invade other countries and eventually rule the whole world!
If it weren't for the lesson learned from Cao Han's ruthless killing of Tachibana Masamune, Herzog might not have had such a resolute idea.
It was Cao Han who taught him this lesson: strength is everything!
"The location ahead should be where the enemy's true form is hiding."
Should we follow them in?
Seeing that the research institute's doors hadn't closed since Wang entered, Fingel didn't rashly barge in.
Because he remembered Cao Han's special instructions before they set off.
"Lucy Pallas, did your Word of Power see anything?"
“No.” Lucy Pallas shook her head in disappointment.
She was completely helpless about the unpredictable effectiveness of her words, but her woman's intuition told her that there was danger ahead.
"How about we contact our junior classmates?"
"Makes sense."
Fingel strongly agreed with Lucy Pallas's suggestion. Acting rashly when you know something is wrong is either a sign of absolute self-confidence or the act of an ignorant fool.
Knowing they were being followed, they didn't immediately close the entrance after entering. If there wasn't a trap waiting for them... Fingel would gladly chop off his head and use it as a stool for the other party.
Didn't have to wait long.
The call to Cao Han was answered immediately, and the first thing that came through was a rousing Japanese song.
As a long-time anime fan, Fingel immediately recognized the familiar melody as a classic, explosive anthem.
"What's wrong, Fingel?"
"Boss Cao, we've tracked Wang Jiang all the way to the research institute where his true form is hiding. What should we do next?"
One word: Wait!
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"Is this the sacred remains of a god?"
"This power... it's so mesmerizing!"
After obtaining the remains of the god, Herzog went into a frenzy, as if he had found a treasure, and plunged into the innermost part of the laboratory to study them without hesitation.
With an excited heart and trembling hands, at the moment I touched the remains of the god, it was as if I could hear the White King's repeated, devilish whispers:
Absorb my power! Absorb my power! Absorb my power...
Become the new White King! Become the new White King! Become the new White King...
Never before has Herzog felt such a coveted power so close, so easily attainable with a mere reach.
The fact that Bondarev usurped the position of Herzog and used the power of words to control puppets, a scheme he had planned for many years, is something that no ordinary person could accomplish. It also reflects Herzog's strong will.
While ignoring the tempting whispers emanating from the invisible fluctuations, he was also able to distract himself by paying attention to the situation at the entrance of the research institute.
The surveillance footage shows that the liquid inside the cylinder, which could overwhelm ten elephants, has dropped by more than half, and the Deadpool army will be able to escape completely in a little while.
However, the expected scene did not occur; the two executive officers from Kassel College who were tracking Wang Jiang did not rashly enter the research institute.
The camera turned.
You can see Fingel and Lucy Pallas standing quietly by the vehicle, one of them holding a phone and constantly moving her lips.
This situation makes it hard not to think that the two of them are... trying to recruit people!
"Fick dich!!!" Herzog, enraged, couldn't help but swear in his native tongue.
Despite being called the Deadpool Legion, the research facility is only so big, and even the seemingly enormous number has a limit.
Herzog was confident that once the two executives recklessly chased after him into the institute's entrance, the Deadpool Legion would be able to overwhelm them with sheer numbers.
Unfortunately, the other party didn't give him that chance at all.
Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice. When Herzog, who had been "Old Six" for so many years, faced Cao Han, who had "God's cheat code," it was like a mouse pulling a turtle—completely helpless.
If the family that was drawn is the Snake-Headed Eight Families, that would be fine, since they have been operating under the name of Tachibana Masamune for many years and are very familiar with the business.
Given the corrupt and outdated management system of the Snake Clan, the internal divisions among the eight clans, and the fact that the new patriarch's prestige was not convincing enough, it would not be easy for them to gather enough power.
But Herzog suddenly remembered someone: the former movie star, Uesugi Koshi.
Another guy whose strength made him grit his teeth but he couldn't do anything about it!
"What's wrong with this Japanese mixed-race world? I keep running into super mixed-race people!" Frustrated, Herzog even began to question his existence.
The only good news is that the extraction of the bloodline power contained in the vertebrae of the deity's remains is going much more smoothly than expected.
Unlike pure-blooded dragons, whose blood contains extremely strong exclusivity and corrosiveness.
The blood extracted from this vertebra shone like a dazzling ruby, and each drop had an astonishing weight that defied appearances.
Herzog had expected the White King's will to thwart his actions, but it didn't at all; it felt as if...
It was as if the spirit of the White King had completely vanished.
It can only be said that this guy was able to steal Bondarev's years of work, which shows he has a real knack for scientific research.
Apart from this small amount of original power, the White King had almost completely devoured by Cao Han. The reason it didn't perish like other pure-blooded dragons was because it controlled the spiritual element.
In old terms: You may be spared the death penalty, but you can't escape punishment!
The fact that he could leave behind the last trace of his spiritual essence was already the greatest skill of this white emperor. Any other pure-blooded dragon would be nothing but dust in front of "Brother Tongzi".
As time ticked away, second by second.
Herzog in the laboratory was unwilling to waste a single moment; the work of extracting the bloodline power from the remains of the gods had finally come to an end.
His gaze was fixed on the three drops of blood in the test tube, which shone like rubies, and his eyes gradually became intoxicated and dreamy.
The bloodline power contained in a spine that is just over a meter long, after a series of extractions and condensations, is indeed only this much.
"This quantity... is a bit too small!"
"In this way, there will be absolutely no chance for Rong Cuo!"
Successfully extracting the power of the White King's bloodline is only the first step. There is still a more complex scientific formulation to reach a barely safe threshold.
Fortunately, Herzog is quite experienced in this area; he has created so many bloodline evolution potions in the past precisely to continuously experiment and adjust the formula.
The large beads of sweat on his forehead proved that he was anything but relaxed at that moment.
Time is the greatest enemy!
During the short rest, I also had a brief exchange with the puppet clone king at the entrance of the laboratory...
"Now that our location has been exposed, we have no choice but to go all in! We must use all the power of the Fierce Ghosts to gain strength for us."