Tokyo: My superpowers are updated every week

The angry god expelled all humans from the island and predicted that only when the eldest son awakened could humans atone for their sins and return to the island of origin.

Gulp! Emily swallowed and experienced the shock and excitement of an archaeologist discovering unknown history.

She knew that what was recorded in the Mirante Ancient Scripture was most likely true.

Their arrival alone proves that the compilers of the Mirant ancient scriptures possessed a certain degree of predictive ability.

In modern society, predicting the future is indeed very unscientific if we think about it scientifically.

But in such a world, predicting the future seems normal and not something unacceptable.

"Dio wants to replace God?"

“No, Dio believes that God does not exist at all, but heaven does exist.

He invited me to join him, saying that he was ready to go to heaven.

"What conditions?"

Emily asked subconsciously.

Qingze shook his head and said, "I don't know. Dio never told me because I rejected him. He only mentioned during our conversation that the souls of sinners have exceptionally strong powers."

"The soul of a sinner... Wait, if Dio lived for a thousand years, why did his abilities increase all the time?"

Emily discovers a blind spot.

Qingze showed a proper hesitation on his face, as if he thought about it, and then he replied: "Are you talking about power?

The amount of power an apostle possesses is fixed from the beginning and will not increase or decrease.

I don't know what Dio's power is or how much it is, but I don't think he can break the law of the apostles."

"Really? But why does he use different powers every week to commit crimes?"

"It's probably some kind of ritual. I don't know much about the specifics."

Qingze made a fool of himself.

He was not afraid that Emily would not believe him.

Because of the difference in status.

Griffith is a person who lives in a different world, so there is no reason for him to cover up for Dio's lie.

It was this knowledge that made it impossible for Emily to doubt what Griffith said.

"So that's it."

Emily was shocked, but she also felt that this explanation was indeed correct.

Dior's activity time was most likely not derived from work or spare time, but from the necessary rituals to go to heaven.

So is killing those sinners.

"Did Dio go to heaven to rule the world?"

“He said it was for his ideals.

He wants everyone to be happy, but in my opinion, Dio doesn't love real people at all.

The person he loves is just an abstract person, someone who fits his imagination. I think such a person does not exist in this world."

Qingze appropriately expressed his disapproval of Dio in order to make Emily understand that Griffith and Dio were not the same kind of people.

"Real people have all kinds of advantages, and they also have some disadvantages, but Dio cannot tolerate people's shortcomings. He wants to go to heaven and make everyone happy, which is just a vague concept."

"really."

Emily nodded, thinking that such a motive was very Dior.

Qingze swallowed the last piece of fried egg, stood up and said: "It is not appropriate for you to stay here any longer. Let's go back to Wendam, the capital of Milant, and let the princess use her power to send you back."

"Can we go back?"

Emily was very surprised.

Qingze nodded and said, "Of course, the princess is also an apostle. She can blur the boundaries set by God and send you back to your original position."

Chapter 232: The full force but want to become a cartoonist

In order to avoid the trouble caused by language barriers, Emily and others were assigned a group of war horses for transportation.

Emily originally wanted to sit with Catalina, but Chiyoko Morimoto pulled her to her side and they shared a horse.

Although it was Chiyo Morimoto's first time riding a horse, she easily learned how to ride by watching other people do it.

In other words, the warhorse under his crotch is well-trained and very docile, and will never resist being ridden on its back.

Emily was not very satisfied with the cushion on the horse's back; it was a bit hard.

I'd give full marks to the cushion behind you.

Very flexible.

She leaned her upper body back.

Unlike Catalina's diamond-like hardness, Chiyo Morimoto is like soft baked bread.

It has a very fragrant smell.

A gentle voice sounded in Emily's ears, "What did you and Griffith talk about?

Did you talk about Dior?"

Chiyo Morimoto's biggest concern at the moment is Dior's identity.

Emily nodded and said, "It's absolutely hard for you to imagine that Dio has lived for thousands of years and is still an apostle!"

"Dio is over a thousand years old? Didn't you say he was very young last time?"

"Yes, apostles do not age. Even though Griffith looks young, his real age is already over a thousand years old."

Emily's explanation caused a wave of waves in Chiyoko Morimoto's heart. This also meant that her previous guess that Qingze was Dio was a completely wrong inference.

"How do you explain Dio's activity time and the superpowers that increase every week?"

"Everything is a ritual to go to heaven," Griffith said. The souls of sinners have great power. At that time, using that kind of death should be able to maximize the power of the sinners' souls.

Paving the way for Dio to go to heaven."

Emily's words made Morimoto Chiyo fall into deep thought. She wondered if all this was just a story made up by Qingze, but looking at the people around her, the wind blowing in her face, and the vast, endless scenery in front of her.

It all seemed so real, telling her that these were real people and it couldn't be an illusion.

She thinks too much.

Qingze is only sixteen years old, there is no way he would do such a thing.

"Haha."

Morimoto Chiyoko figured this out and suddenly felt refreshed. She laughed heartily and said, "So that's how it is. Where is the destination of the sinner's soul?"

"I don't know. I didn't ask Griffith."

Emily shook her head and told Chiyo Morimoto about her conversation with Griffith.

She didn't think it was troublesome. Hearing such shocking news made her want to share the news with others.

Let Chiyo Morimoto experience the shock in her heart.

Emily's words were mixed in the wind and brushed past Chiyoko Morimoto's ears. Like the desolate land in front of her, they shocked her soul.

……

Ding dong dong.

The bell for the last class in the morning rang and the teacher left the classroom.

A noisy sound suddenly rang out.

Phoenix Court Miki turned her head and looked behind her and said, "Tetsuji didn't come to class. Do you know where he is?"

"do not know."

Qingze shook his head and smiled, "Maybe he's too excited. Have you thought about how to praise Tetsuji's comics at noon?"

Phoenix Court Miki smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely make a perfect assist."

After saying that, she took out her lunch box from her desk and walked towards Sayuri Yoshikawa and the others.

Qingze stood up and chose to go to the club building. As usual, he did not go through the main entrance, but went around to the side.

Then, he saw the figure hanging on the third floor.

"I was wondering why he didn't come to class. Turns out he was hiding here."

The figure hanging outside the third-floor window was obviously Hojo Tetsuji. He was the only one with the arm strength to keep hanging outside the window.

"Senior Qingze, this is not something you can say calmly. If you fall, it's on the third floor. A broken leg would be considered a minor injury!"

Natsuka Yanagimachi looked very anxious.

She didn't want any bloodshed or loss of life to happen outside the Guzheng Club.

"It's okay, Xiahua, unnie is a very strong man."

Hojo Shinoko patted her shoulder calmly and said comfortingly, "Ouni passed by the construction site before, and the tower crane had a problem and a pile of steel fell down. He was fine, only his arm was dislocated."

"Hey, are you kidding me?"

Yanagimachi Natsuka's face was filled with shock. The steel fell from great height, and she should have been preparing for a feast. How could her arm be dislocated?

"Calm down, Tetsuji, I believe it should be fine, a mere fall from the third floor won't hurt him."

Qingze shrugged. He guessed the reason why Hojo Tetsuji was hanging there was most likely because he wanted to eavesdrop on the conversation between Fenghuangyuan and others.

See what Sayuri Yoshikawa thinks of her own comics.

"Shinoko, where's my bento?"

"Senior Qingze, I'll go in and get it for you."

Hojo Shinoko climbed out the window, and Yanagimachi Natsuka quickly stood beside her to block her view. She felt that Shinoko was too careless. She was wearing a short skirt, and it would be easy for her to expose herself if she climbed out the window with such a big movement.

Hojo Shinoko climbed through the window into the house and took Qingze's lunch box.

"Senior, I wish you a pleasant meal!"

"Thank you, it feels like I'm eating inside the store."

Qingze complained, taking his lunch box and walking towards the teaching building.

Yanagimachi Natsuka looked up and said, still worriedly, "Is there really no problem?

Falling from this height is no joke!"

"Don't worry, Xia Hua, you should never doubt his physical strength."

Hojo Shinoko looked calm.

When it comes to studying, her confidence in Hojo Tetsuji is almost zero.

But when it comes to physical strength, she never has any doubts.

Hojo Shinoko has always believed that her elder brother's body structure is different from that of normal people.

……

Hanging in the air, Hojo Tetsuji didn't worry about himself, he just felt that the three people below were really noisy.

He didn't want to attract too much attention, he just wanted to stay here quietly and eavesdrop on the conversation inside.

Hojo Tetsuji knew that what he was doing was not a good thing.

But there was no way, he really wanted to hear Sayuri's evaluation of his comics first, instead of waiting for Fenghuangyuan to relay it.

In order to achieve that goal, he had no choice but to eavesdrop outside.

He only used his index and middle fingers to hook onto the edge of the window frame to ensure that he would not fall.

If you put your entire palm on it, it will be easily seen.

Just place two fingers quietly on the edge and you can hide yourself to the greatest extent.

He put his ear to the wall and heard the sound of a door opening.