The gods descend into reality

So it's better to be clear about some things. As for going home from here?

Going home is impossible, it's impossible for me to go home in this lifetime. I definitely won't leave until I figure out where I am.

"Ordinary?"

"Huh, a primary school student?"

Seeing the looks Xiao Se and Nero were giving him, Conan subconsciously felt a little guilty.

"Although I've encountered many cases, I am a detective. Sherlock Holmes has solved many murder cases. Are you going to target him too?" Conan defended himself, recalling what Xiao Se and the others had said about him earlier.

"Sorry, well, you can think about it carefully yourself. Sherlock Holmes only goes wherever there is a case."

Conan's face turned pale, as if he had thought of something.

“Yes, that’s right. Wherever you go, there are murders.”

Nero finishes off the enemy.

Chapter 163 Conan: It was intentional! You guys must have done it on purpose!

Conan's face turned deathly pale.

If I could still comfort myself before, I thought, "I'm a detective!"

What's wrong with encountering four or five murder cases in a day?

Is there a rule that you can't encounter four or five murder cases in a day?

Even a great detective like Sherlock Holmes goes out and searches for the location of murders!

Is it too much for me to encounter three or four murders in one day?

Three or four times a day, that's only a little over a thousand murders a year. Compared to the population of over 100 million in District 11, that's a drop in the ocean!

However, after Xiao Se and Nero said this in unison, Conan felt—

Perhaps, maybe, I really am just like what Xiao Se said!

At this moment, Conan fell into self-doubt.

From a young age, my dream was to become a detective.

What is a detective?

Cases the police can't solve, we detectives handle. People the police won't investigate, we detectives investigate.

In short, what the police can investigate, we detectives investigate; what the police can't investigate, we investigate even more. Investigate first, report later—media privileges granted! That's what detective work is all about!

Most importantly, he's handsome!

Of course, besides being handsome, it also gives me a sense of satisfaction in doing good and punishing evil for the people.

Then the problem arose.

So, those who died actually died because they went out and wandered around aimlessly?

I am a...

Murderer!

Conan fell into self-doubt. Xiao Se and Nero glanced at Conan and silently distanced themselves from him.

When Conan first arrived in this world, he actually used various powers to scan the other party.

The other party was just an ordinary child. Whether it was the power of realm, the power of true qi, or the power of gods, there was nothing wrong with the other party.

You should know that you possess the power of death, and even you can't detect anything about it, so logically speaking, there shouldn't be any problem with the other party.

only--

When it comes to metaphysics, it's better to believe it exists than not to believe it doesn't. Conan's previous record was just too brilliant.

This is like—

When playing Arknights and drawing cards.

But every time I draw a card, I still have to pray to that mysterious god of Europe.

Although it's still pretty useless.

"That's all there. The little brother looks pretty impressive."

Scáthach took two steps closer to Conan, looking thoughtful.

Boss Xiao silently took a few steps back.

No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!

Seeing the various expressions on the faces of the people looking at him, Conan wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to begin.

“As for me, the Roman emperor beside you should have already introduced me to you. So, can I know where this place is?” Scáthach asked with a slightly serious expression.

I remember I was just spacing out in the Land of Shadows a while ago.

And so, I inexplicably ended up here.

Scáthach expressed her interest in whoever possessed such power.

Perhaps the person who summoned him here could also kill him completely.

Boss Xiao watched with a smile.

Clearly, Scáthach's question was also the one she wanted to ask.

"This is my home."

The scene immediately fell silent, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

"Ahem, of course, you might think of this place as the meeting point of all the worlds. Every now and then, some powerful beings from other worlds will come here, and we are the people responsible for receiving you."

Sensing the somewhat awkward atmosphere, Xiao Se explained.

Xiao Se had actually thought carefully about what had happened in his family.

There have been many guesses, but this one is more plausible in the end.

It should be enough to fool the fantasy characters who have just arrived.

They had some doubts about the distance.

After staying here for two or three days, I won't care anymore.

Since I've already put them on, why should I care why they're not right?

So, if you want to drink a cup of tea, do you have to find out how it's made? And if you want to use a computer, do you have to learn programming?

That's completely unnecessary!

"The myriad realms and universes? So that's how it is?!"

Scáthach muttered to herself.

Boss Xiao also had an "Oh, I see" expression.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't you guys have any doubts at all?"

Now it was Xiao Se's turn to be dumbfounded.

You believe everything I say? Are you all so naive and innocent?!

"Hmph, as the ruler of the Land of Shadows, I am capable of discerning the truth from falsehood in others' words, and moreover..."

Scáthach paused at this point.

“In my world, there are some heroic spirits who can fight me, but there is none that can ignite even the slightest fighting spirit in me.” Scáthach looked at Yagyu Kenkage sitting cross-legged above her, her eyes flashing with intense fighting spirit.

I am clearly no match for my opponent.

But that's precisely why I should challenge them.

"I know my injuries best. I don't believe anyone in my world can heal me silently. Only a legendary immortal could do that."

Mr. Xiao also sighed.

If his injuries could be healed, why should he become disheartened and retreat into seclusion?

"No matter where I am, I only have one question."

Scáthach then stared intently at Xiao Se, and instinctively shrank back upon seeing him.

I'd like to say that I also possess divinity.

Is my master perhaps getting carried away and about to shoot himself twice?!

Thank goodness we don't use bows, otherwise we would be completely doomed.

Is there anyone here who can kill me?

Scáthach asked the question very seriously, and her serious expression made Boss Xiao and Conan on the side turn a little dark.

Hire someone to kill him?

What kind of people are these?!

Yes, there are many.

Xiao Se paused for a moment, then said with a serious expression.

Even though Yagyu's sword shadow couldn't kill Scáthach, there are definitely quite a few beings in the myriad worlds who could kill her.

Putting aside other things.

In the world of Pili, there are all kinds of immortals, various martial arts, and a lot of life-saving abilities, but in the end, they still die in droves.

In the world of the Little Garden, it wouldn't be difficult for a powerful being with three-digit omniscient powers, a powerful being with two-digit omniscient domains, or even a decadent wind with one-digit powers that can devour everything, to kill Scáthach.

Speaking of the desolate nature of the miniature garden, I suddenly remembered that there seems to be a Scáthach in the miniature garden as well.

However, that Scáthach is the knight of the Halloween Queen, so it would be quite interesting if the two Scáthachs met.

Needless to say, the world of novels is even more diverse. The powerful warriors of the God's Tomb world, the emperors and immortals of the Shrouding the Heavens world, and the various great gods of the Primordial World allow you to choose the way you die at will.

"So, when are you going back?"

Then Xiao Se looked intently at the three of them.

Conan's face immediately darkened.