Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

What kind of devil is this?

Inspired, Saint Seiya once again ignited his cosmos and stood up, wanting to continue fighting for Athena.

Then he was stabbed by Hades, the god of the underworld.

To be honest, as a goddess of justice, you should be much stronger than them.

Back to topic.

As the air began to solidify, the person who had raised their hand to ask the question suddenly spoke.

"If you have no clue."

"I might have some useful clues."

Instantly, dozens of eyes in the church turned to look.

It also included several gazes filled with strong malice.

The most obvious one was Hanakami Masato, who was standing at the very front of the crowd.

How did this guy know things that even he himself didn't know?

Could it be that this guy also received a divine message from the King in Yellow?

impossible.

Logically speaking

It doesn't seem impossible, does it?

For a moment, Hua Shangzheng's thoughts became extremely chaotic.

How to do?

Should I try to get rid of this guy?

But what if the gods discover it?

But it doesn't seem like things can continue like this.

At this moment, the person who raised their hand continued to speak.

"If nothing else happens."

"A human who has angered the King in Yellow..."

As he spoke, the man placed his hand on the edge of his hood and gently lifted it.

"it is me."

The hood slipped down, exposing Luo Zhen's face to the air.

For a moment, the church was completely silent.

It's like the brief build-up of energy before a volcanic eruption.

Then, a violent roar, powerful enough to rip the church roof off, resounded.

Chapter 1213 Can you perform that again?

What happened next was quite simple.

In short, I got up, and I finished in seconds.

In the face of absolute power, numbers are meaningless (lol).

Although these enthusiastic believers displayed an attitude of "even if all my bones are broken, I will crawl over and bite a piece of your flesh".

Unfortunately, they still failed.

Well, that's a perfectly normal thing, after all.

One of the signs of growing up for men is realizing that there are things in this world that cannot be achieved even with effort.

Even if you put in all your effort and show great enthusiasm, if you can't do it, you just can't.

There is no such thing as a sudden flash of inspiration or extraordinary performance leading to success.

As someone once said, failure is a constant throughout life.

So they should be used to it by now.

However, in some respects, they should be considered to have achieved part of their goal.

For example, having broken bones or crawling.

Looking at the yellow-clad believers lying on the church floor, whimpering like little piglets that had been stepped on, I saw them.

Luo Zhen remained calm and skillfully began contacting the special task force that had come with him.

Although he had brought people with him, Luo Zhen still habitually came in alone to handle the situation.

He blended into the crowd and then suddenly spoke up.

Well, it might just be some of my personal little quirks.

It could be something else entirely.

After all, a mundane life needs a little surprise to spice things up. Surprise mom f*ck!!

"The great King in Yellow will not abandon us."

"You heretics!"

Hanagami Masato, who was shouting the loudest and seemed to be the leader, was shoved to the ground in a rather rough manner by Rozen.

That sinister face was now covered in crimson blood and dust.

It looked even more terrifying.

He looks so good now that he could even make a cameo appearance in a horror movie without makeup.

Upon hearing this, the previously dejected believers immediately became excited again.

Just a moment ago he looked like he was about to die, but now he's suddenly full of energy, like he's been injected with chicken blood.

It must be said that faith can indeed give a person strength at times.

Whether it's good or bad, serious or unserious.

Even a psychopath can unleash tremendous power if they have faith.

Right, you perverted masked man? (crossed out)

"Don't have such unrealistic dreams in broad daylight."

"You should use that time to think about how to die an easier death later."

Luo Zhen, who hadn't paid much attention to these people before, couldn't help but turn around.

What?

I think I just heard something incredible.

Can you perform again?

That one, the great Yellow King will not abandon us.

One word: joy.

As mentioned before, although the King in Yellow is relatively mild in his treatment of believers.

But this gentleness is relative to other Outer Gods of the Kelvin lineage.

Let's look at what happens to other believers.

Bubble is usually someone who becomes a believer in a robe because of their thirst for knowledge, and then gains the favor of a bubble because of that same thirst for knowledge. After that, their brain is stuffed with a huge amount of knowledge, and eventually their brain explodes.

Cthulhu, the Deep Ones, you know.

Their attitude towards believers is usually that they see a few ants crawling around on the ground and try to attract their attention.

It's a good thing that they didn't just kill him off.

Although occasionally I might be in a good mood and throw these ants some sugar or breadcrumbs.

But we shouldn't have too high hopes for this probability.

It's about the same probability as an ordinary person buying a lottery ticket and winning the grand prize.

Let's find out who the winner is the day before the draw.

It's best to avoid dreaming of getting rich overnight.

Instead of hoping to win the lottery, I'd rather hope to be bumped by a kind person driving a Rolls-Royce. (Scratch that)

"What do you know."

"You simply cannot comprehend the greatness of the King in Yellow."

Because he had lost a front tooth, which caused him to speak with a slight lisp, Hanagami Masato shouted in his hoarse voice with all his might.

He looked every bit the fanatical believer.

If I keep going, I feel like I'm going to fast-forward to the point where we're talking about stupid mortals.

What makes it great?

I really can't understand what's so great about the guy I punched through the internet cable.

Luo Zhen really wanted to say that.

But after thinking about it, it seemed unnecessary to say too much to this guy.

With a slight flick of his fingers, a translucent white thread slowly appeared before Hanagami Masato's face.

The silk threads, as if possessing a life of their own, automatically outlined a mysterious pattern.

It flickered for a moment as the pattern formed, then slowly dimmed as if it had never existed.

At the same time, Hanamoto Masato suddenly felt as if he had lost the ability to speak.

A wave of shock washed over me.

Strangely enough, Luo Zhen only sealed Hanakami Masato's ability to speak.

But all the yellow-robed believers in the church were like ducks with their necks being choked.

Not a single sound could be made.

Before long, the group of completely crazed yellow-clad believers were escorted onto the vehicle one by one.

The sight of him wearing shackles and bowing his head is strikingly similar to that of an exiled prisoner in ancient times.

Well, that's normal.

After all, in their eyes, believers like themselves are special.

But now suddenly someone appears, pins them to the ground, and beats them up, seemingly with no problem handling it.

They could comfort themselves by saying he was just a brainless brute.

This guy is all muscle and no brains; we're not going to bother arguing with an idiot like him.

But when Luo Zhen displayed his supernatural powers, the group fell silent instantly.

Well, I'd better be honest.

Life is at stake.

When the great King in Yellow arrives, all heretics will be purged.

We will arrive as superior beings.

Now they can only console themselves.

It's just like how some people who lose out in a competition comfort themselves by saying that they weren't really serious, didn't really want the position, and that it wasn't that great anyway.

Some things are said so often that even one's own words begin to believe them.

However, they most likely won't have that opportunity.

They never considered a single question from beginning to end.

So what exactly is so important about this group of believers who can be mobilized at any time?

The only advantage is that they started believing in the faith a little earlier.