Chapter three hundred and thirty eight: Eight Qi Orochi
In Mount Fuji, Miyamoto Shio was panting, covering the wound on his waist with his hands, but a bright light burst out of his eyes.
After a week of living in the open, he finally found the location of the well. This ruin in Mount Fuji contained traces of some dragons, and more, fragments of human technology.
That's right, before Miyamoto Shio found this place, someone had already arrived first and occupied the well of corpses.
When Miyamoto Shio confidently led his family elites to drill into the passage, they saw the secret hidden in the deepest part of Mount Fuji.
Under the drilled rock formation, there is a cave with obvious artificial traces. A deep pool is located in the center of the cave. The water in the pool fluctuates from time to time. The iron chain extending from the pulley above goes deep into the pool and disappears into the pool.
in the shadow
In other parts of the cave, countless Deadpools were wandering, their lips and eyelids were sewn together with threads, and they could not see anything, but their bodies were moving at a fixed rhythm.
A strange banging sound echoed in the tunnel. Driven by the sound, the skinny bodies of the Deadpools were like puppets being manipulated, moving stiffly and slowly amid the banging sound, repeating unchanging movements.
Several deadpools pulled the iron chain, and the iron chain rose with an unpleasant sound, revealing the thing that was pulled up. At the end of the iron chain, there was an anchor-like object connected, and several white eel-like species were entrenched in the "anchor"
"On top of it, they have pale and slippery skin, eyes blurred by the darkness in the cave, and a very conspicuous dagger-like fang.
"Ghost-toothed viper..." Shizuo Miyamoto's pupils shrank. As an excellent student in Kassel, he had certainly heard of the bad reputation of this fish, but: "Why is it so big?"
The average ghost-toothed dragon viper is only about the size of a thumb or index finger. Such a size will make it always in a terrifying state of hunger. Because of this, they will continue to eat and bite the bodies of those sinners.
But the ghost-toothed dragon vipers pulled out by Deadpool had clearly grown to the size of ordinary hairtails, and their white bodies moved lazily, losing the ferocity that ghost-toothed dragon vipers should have.
Deadpool took off the Viper, turned around and walked to a huge strange machine, and threw the Viper into the feeding port above. Deadpool below shook the huge handle, and with the sound of the machine turning,
Black liquid flowed out of the machine, carrying an indescribably strong smell of blood.
The liquid flows all the way from the sink, and gradually becomes cleaner with the processes that are either automatic or manual, turning into a viscous liquid similar to petroleum, with a pure black color.
As deep as a starless night.
The black liquid was put into small wide-mouth bottles, put on corks, and sealed together.
Everything seemed so orderly, even if it was located in a cave on Mount Fuji, Shio Miyamoto had to admit that this was a well-managed unmanned factory.
A horror factory made of Deadpool's flesh and blood.
But all this has nothing to do with Miyamoto Shio. With a wave of his hand, shock bombs were dropped from above. The strong explosion disturbed the perception of the Deadpool group. The elites of the eight Sheqi families jumped down, and the rifle bullets in their hands were tilted.
came out, setting off a metal storm in the cave.
These deadpools have very weak fighting ability, their skinny arms have no strength, and they fight like immature children. Facing the force of the Sheqi family, they can only fight back with bastard punches.
Such a confrontation cannot be called a battle at all, it is just a boring massacre.
Not long after, Miyamoto Shio stood on the ground wet with Deadpool's blood, looking at the deep pool. The atmosphere at the scene was very quiet, and everyone knew that the real highlight was coming next.
Shio Miyamoto's modified detector was put into the pool. As the detector slowly descended, the investigation specialist screamed like a bitch:
Gu Nuo
"Eight! Yamata no Orochi!"
Hearing this, Miyamoto Shio pushed the commissioner away and looked at the blurry screen. On it was the picture from the detector camera. Under the dim pool, there was a strange shape as huge as a mountain.
The eight snake-like heads are floating in the water, and connected below is a body that is very small compared to the heads, as uncoordinated as an adult's head attached to a kitten.
"Come closer, get closer." Shio Miyamoto held his breath and personally controlled the detector to move forward, trying to get closer to the god-like thing.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
Yamata no Orochi's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the picture from the detector flashed away, turning into a blurry screen with no signal.
"Damn it, He's found us and is ready to fight!"
The ground shook, and countless long-bodied ghost-toothed vipers jumped out of the turbulent pool, beating on the dry ground. The originally narrow pool slowly spread, and every commissioner knew that something was coming.
.
The first thing that came out was a snake-shaped head covered with white scales. There was a short protrusion on the top of the snake-shaped head, as if this strange snake was about to transform into a dragon.
Then, there is the second head, the third head...
Eight heads crowded the entire cave, squeezing each other and twisting into a ball, but the eight pairs of eyes and sixteen vertical pupils were all staring at the tiny human in front of them. No one knew this, or what these creatures were thinking
What, but no one wants to know.
"I see, that's why I stay in the water." Miyamoto Shio looked at the short lower body of Yamata no Orochi and murmured to himself: "Because the head is not proportional to the body, it will be very painful on land. You can only
Relieved by the buoyancy of water."
"Master, now is not the time to talk about this!" The commissioner beside him reminded: "This is a former god."
"Yes, maybe we will all die here, but if we can see such a weird creature before we die, we won't live in vain." Miyamoto Shio calmed down, waved his hand and shouted: "Gentlemen, attack!"
The battle that follows is like a dream, a nightmare from which one cannot wake up.
The commissioner in black uniform collided with the big snake with white scales, creating a chaotic Tai Chi diagram. Bullets were flying, some were bounced off by the scales, and more penetrated under the snake's skin, tearing apart its flesh and blood.
Those eight mountain-like heads were waving, and the simplest brute force caused serious injuries to the elites in the cave. Stone chips were scattered, and foreign dust was mixed. Finally, the dust mixed with flesh and blood, turning into a mud.
When Miyamoto Shio came back to his senses, he seemed to be the only one standing alone in front of Yamata no Orochi's body. His abdomen seemed to be scratched by flying gravel, but the pain was suppressed by the excited nerves.
"Well done, brat!" A familiar voice came from behind, followed by the explosion of a gun.