The wrong way to open the world of anime

Luckily, this is a tsundere big-breasted beautiful girl who is a bit silly, so it’s not too difficult, it just takes a little more time.

"Here's the room key."

Qingqiu brought the two girls to the room they had chosen earlier, took out the key, and reminded them again: "You can go anywhere here, but it's best not to go to the fourth floor and the basement. If you see any scenes that are not suitable for children, don't say I didn't warn you."

Zi Teng Irina snorted softly, her face getting a little hot, and she muttered, "I know, who wants to watch you do that..."

Xenovia on the side didn't say anything, but reached out to take the key, but her thoughtful expression made people feel a little concerned.

"Dinner is at seven, on the first floor, don't forget."

After saying that, Qingqiu turned and left.

Three minutes later, he found Yuto Kiba who was sweating in the courtyard.

"Yuu...Yuuji."

"Well, Qingqiu, is there any news about the Holy Sword?"

"No, even if my girls are very capable, it still takes time."

Qing Qiu rolled his eyes at her and said, "I just talked about the Holy Sword Project with Xenovia and the others. I think you should hate the people who carry out the plan, not a dead thing like the Holy Sword."

"But I don't know who is behind this, and I heard that the person who was in charge of the Holy Sword Project has been punished." The magic sword in Yuto Kiba's hand turned into a spot of light and dissipated, and he smiled bitterly.

"In the Holy Sword Project, our original batch of children were just consumables. They didn't even have personal freedom."

"Every experiment is painful, and people keep dying from the experiments."

"But we all persisted in our faith in God. After it was confirmed that the experiment had failed, the church ordered us to be executed for surviving."

“It was not until that moment that we realized our position. With the help of my companions who sacrificed their lives, I was lucky enough to escape with my life.”

Yuto Kiba expressed his inner distress, and Qingqiu listened quietly without interrupting.

"Something went wrong with my body during the experiment, and with the help of the minister, it was never discovered by the church."

"After escaping from there, I often wondered why I was the one who survived. There were people among my companions who were stronger than me, and who had bigger dreams than me... Was it really worth living?"

"I still haven't figured this out, but I know that only by destroying the Holy Sword, the source of everything, can I comfort my deceased companions."

"Well, I don't deny that this is a solution."

Qing Qiu nodded, and then changed the subject, "But compared to the Holy Sword, I think the people who carried out the plan deserve more death, especially Balpa Galileo who proposed this experiment and led the execution."

"Balpa Galileo?!" Yuto Kiba's mind was buzzing, and images from deep in his memory kept emerging.

"Yes, this person is the person in charge of the Holy Sword Project and was once the archbishop of the church."

When Qingqiu acted as a guide for Xenovia and Shido Irina, he had already inquired about the so-called Holy Sword Plan.

The Holy Sword Project was kept highly confidential in the beginning, but it is no longer a secret now.

Although the Holy Sword Project failed, Balpa Galileo was indeed a genius. Through failed experiments, he figured out a way to extract the Holy Sword Factor.

The so-called Holy Sword User Factor is a kind of blood gene, which is just more magical, but can also be extracted.

There are many people who have the factor of using the holy sword, but there are very few who have a concentration high enough to meet the conditions for using the holy sword.

In that case, extract it, extract more of it, and then inject it into a person's body.

As long as one can adapt and survive the violent mutation reaction, one can become a holy sword user.

It was originally a very risky thing with a high mortality rate, but with the help of Michael, it became a completely harmless ritual.

No matter the person from whom the factor is extracted or the person into whom the factor is injected, neither will die.

The people who are injected with the genes are carefully selected by the church. Not only must they have sufficient merits, but they also need devout faith and absolute loyalty.

This is how Shido Irina became the Holy Sword User.

"Balpa Galileo is still alive."

Qingqiu continued, "He is not only alive, but he is still researching the Holy Sword. This incident is very likely related to him."

"Didn't the church punish him?" Yuto Kiba was angry, but also confused.

"He was punished, but he simply defected, becoming what is known as a rogue priest."

Qing Qiu was speechless about the way this world called defectors, but he still said honestly: "He probably teamed up with the Fallen Angels this time and wanted to use Komaou Town to try to repair the Sword of Kings. Even if we don't help Xenovia and the others, we will need to contribute when the time comes, otherwise the entire Komaou Town will be destroyed."

"Is this also what those two guys who used the holy sword told you?"

"No, I guessed."

Most of what happened next were things that happened in Qingqiu's memory. Fortunately, the people in the Divine Research Society were accustomed to his prophetic ability.

Finding and then killing Balpa Galileo has unsurprisingly replaced the Holy Sword of Destruction as Yuto Kiba's current top priority.

But if there was a chance to destroy the holy sword, she would still do it without hesitation.

But compared to before, this matter is no longer the biggest obsession in her mind.

Chapter 307: Enemy Appears

On the morning of the second day, Qingqiu received news from Yingdai Fuyuko and Takamine Kasumi.

With the cooperation of both parties, the fallen angel and the rogue priest who infiltrated Komao Town were successfully discovered.

Because Qingqiu had specifically instructed that the investigation was not too in-depth, casualties were avoided. Relatively speaking, there were only rough clues and the other party's specific hiding place was not obtained.

Qingqiu informed Shido Irina and Xenovia who were trying their luck on the street, and together with Kiba Yuto who had re-determined his revenge target, the four of them met up and quickly began searching.

As the scope continued to shrink, Qingqiu felt that the place in front of him was gradually becoming familiar.

"Kiba, I think I know where those guys are hiding."

Looking at the abandoned factory in front of him, Qingqiu curled his lips and said, "I was wondering why there was an emergency mission last time. It turns out that the insane rogue demon, the rogue priest and the fallen angel got together."

"Fallen angels are those who betrayed God. It is normal for this group of treacherous people to collude with each other."

Xenovia looked serious as she held the huge Holy Sword of Destruction in front of her and got into a fighting stance.

The closer she got to the abandoned factory, the more obvious the chills and palpitations in her heart became.

Yuto Kiba and Irina Shidou also had serious expressions. The three of them were about the same strength, all A-level. They could sense the danger, but couldn't find the real reason.

"Three holy swords, two priests, and a fallen angel."

Qing Qiu glanced at them and said calmly: "The two priests and the Holy Sword are about the same level as you. The fallen angel is a bit troublesome, and I don't think you can deal with it."

After careful investigation, it was found that with his strength, only the Demon King-level Kirkbol could barely hide his aura.

Unfortunately, not to mention that Qingqiu already knew that he was the one behind this, from what Xenovia said that he had taken the holy sword, he could also guess who the only fallen angel was.

The last time, the stray demon was probably the one they left behind to guard the house, otherwise Qingqiu would have discovered that there were other people hiding here.

Knowing that they had been discovered, several people in the factory stopped hiding.

Three men, who could be identified as villains by their appearance, walked out of the factory one after another.

The first one was a priest holding a knife-shaped holy sword, but the expression on his face was crazy, like a mad dog that might rush up and bite people at any time.

Behind him was a kind-looking, white-haired old man with a round belly, wearing the holy white robe of a church archbishop.

"Balpa Galileo."

Xenovia spoke in a low voice. Although she had heard from Qingqiu that Balpa, who had always been obsessed with the Holy Sword, had colluded with the Fallen Angels, her heart still sank when it was confirmed.

As the archbishop of the church, he might not be very good in actual combat, but in the professional field of holy sword, if Balpa says he is second to none, no one dares to claim to be first.

This time, the other party appeared here because of the Holy Sword, so he must have a big plan.

Yuto Kiba's eyes were already red at this time, and he wished he could go up and chop the smiling fat old man to death right now to avenge his friends who had died in vain.

Fortunately, Qingqiu had told her in advance, so she managed to stay calm and did not rush forward to get killed.

Balpa is no match for her, but the person responsible for this incident will not just stand there and watch.

Yuto Kiba looked at the dark figure behind Balpa and felt a chill in his heart.

She knew this person. Not only did she know him, she had also seen him take action.

Therefore, she knew clearly that she was definitely no match for him and might not even have a chance to fight back.

The person who came was Kirkbol, a leader of the Fallen Angels' war faction who appeared during the three-race meeting.

He was floating in the air high above, with twelve pairs of pitch-black wings spread out behind him and a simple palace under him. As soon as he spoke, he felt that the identities of Qingqiu and the others in front of him were not enough, and he perfectly maxed out the B-grade of the fallen angel cadres.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that only you guys came."

Qingqiu ignored Kirkbol and silently sensed his strength.

After a while, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

It seems that there has been no progress since the last meeting between the three tribes...

In that case, why are you pretending to be so high and mighty?

"I was just wondering why there are only three of you? One for each of us isn't enough." Qingqiu glanced at Kirkbol with a contemptuous tone.

Kirkbol stopped laughing. Being looked down upon by such a junior was more painful than killing him.

The thoughts of war maniacs are so paranoid.

"Hmph, what a great Red Dragon Emperor." After using the pretend floating throne to disappear, Kirkbol said coldly: "Without a woman's help this time, I wonder how you can use the forbidden hand mode."

By the way, the news that he broke through the Demon King level and completely mastered the Forbidden Hand through hard power has not yet spread.

No wonder this guy was so pretentious at the beginning, so this is how it is.

Qingqiu was stunned for a moment, then pretended to be surprised.

"Oh, right. How about you wait for me for a moment and let me inform the director and the president. You just felt that not enough people came."

Kirkbol froze, he didn't dare to agree.

If Qingqiu really uses the forbidden move, and with the help of the girls from the Divine Research Society and the Student Union, he may not be able to win.

But if I don’t agree, it would be like slapping myself in the face.

"Hmph, you sharp-tongued brat." Kirkbol said angrily, "Wait until I beat you half to death and bring you to your master. I hope you can still be so sharp-tongued."

"Hey, don't do that. If you can't win the argument, you're just making personal attacks, right?"

Qingqiu still looked nonchalant and didn't take Kirkbol seriously at all, even though the other party had condensed a spear of light in his hand that was bigger than a man.

Kirkbol stopped talking and was about to launch an attack with a gloomy face.

"Wait a minute." Qingqiu suddenly raised his hand.

"What? You want to beg for mercy now? It's too late!"

"no no."

Qingqiu waved his hands. "I'm just curious about why Shemhasa didn't punish you after you went back last time when you were involved with the Misfortune Group. Or..."

"After betraying the gods, you betrayed the fallen angels this time and joined the group of disasters completely."

Kirkbol said expressionlessly: "Rather than this, you should worry about whether you can survive next."

"You don't have to worry about whether I can survive."

Qingqiu put away his smile, and a huge and deep magical power began to flow, and the space around him was slightly distorted.

"But your answer will determine whether you live or die."

Kirkbol's pair of crazy, narrow pupils suddenly shrank. Although he did not use the forbidden hand, he felt danger from Qingqiu.

He subconsciously clenched the spear of light in his hand and continued to inject magic power into it.

The spear of light, which was already the size of a person, expanded again until it became the size of a house.

Kirkbol held a pointed, bright yellow spear of light above his head. The huge spear was surrounded by circles of purple magic halos, and at first glance it looked like an interstellar cannon in a science fiction movie.

The two beautiful holy sword wielders felt gloomy at this moment. Although they were prepared to sacrifice themselves every time they carried out a mission, this feeling of powerlessness was too despairing.

Under Kirkbol's full force, even Balpa and the crazy and isolated priest subconsciously took two steps back, fearing that they would be affected.

Yuto Kiba's hand holding the magic sword was also shaking. Demon King level... really terrifyingly strong.

She looked back at Qingqiu's motionless figure, and the fear in her heart gradually dissipated, replaced by the belief that she must become stronger.

His shaking hands calmed down and Kiba Yuto stared at Balpa in front of him.

Kirkbol had Qingqiu to deal with, but she had to deal with her enemies and foes herself.