I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

"Since you want to protect the city, let me see if you are strong enough to be a hero!"

Seeing that all his methods were broken by the sword of the mountain man, the Marquis of Vauban finally began to reveal the many powers in his hands that were used as trump cards.

"The red lotus fire of condemnation burns in hell, and the sins of human beings are burned and washed by the fire to return to purity."

"My words: This city is guilty!"

"The time for judgment has come, Condeminator of Karmic Fire!!"

Accompanied by the chanting of the Marquis of Vauban's words, the sky that had just cleared turned into a scene of burning clouds in a blink of an eye. The raging fire was burning and beating in the sky, and the fire of condemnation and karma falling from the sky enveloped the entire city of Rome.

"The power of this flame does not seem to be the gods of the West. The pure divine power contained in it is quite ancient, and it seems to be the breath of the ancient East."

Athena looked up at the shower of meteors and fire, which seemed to be the end of the world, and the goddess was unable to stop it for a while. She felt the ancient and mysterious power in the flames.

And if the Marquis of Vauban did not stop, this sudden fire would rage for seven days and seven nights, and by then the entire city of Rome would probably have been reduced to scorched earth.

Facing the last fight of the Marquis of Vauban, the Man of the Mountain was not disturbed in the slightest, and he didn't even bother to ring the evening bell.

The raised black sword traced a beautiful trajectory in midair, and the huge group of fireballs that had just landed in the middle of the air disappeared without a trace as if they were erased by an eraser.

The old man of the mountain who retracted his arm leaned on the big sword on the ground, looked at the Marquis of Vauban who was only a few steps away in front of him, and said:

"It's just a mere flame, as long as the concept of fire in the city of Rome is temporarily killed."

Chapter 229 Liliana's Heart Knot

Although the Marquis of Vauban had a cruel personality, he was also a very trustworthy person. Seeing that the man on the mountain once again hacked his authority, he withdrew without saying a word.

The King of Swords, Tony, didn't know which ruins he was lying in a coma, but Athena lifted the fighting state after seeing that there were no enemies, and scattered the sickle and the wind of death.

The barrier covering the city of Rome disintegrated silently, and the magic circle that had been trapping Erica, Liliana, and Kiyoshuin Ena also disappeared.

The members of the magic association outside the city were also confused about what happened in the city of Rome. Seeing that the mountains were no longer shaking, they knew that the battle was over, but they didn't know who won.

Out of prudent considerations, the government did not directly arrange for the people to enter the city to go home, but asked the knights and magicians to go in and investigate first.

Regarding the reasonable entrustment from the government, neither Paul nor the other leaders of the association would choose to refuse, and immediately selected a group of elites from their own hands and sent them to the city of Rome.

Looking at the shattered land and the truncated buildings in front of them, the human magicians once again deeply understood the destructive power possessed by the Godslayer and the God of Disobedience.

The scene in front of them, which seems to have been ravaged by cosmic monsters, must be properly restored and covered up first, and then they can inform the public with reasons such as earthquakes and natural gas pipeline explosions.

The most fortunate thing for the government and the magic associations is that there were no casualties in this incident. Although the economic loss was a bit greater, it is just to make money after the money is gone.

Those who entered the city from the periphery would not be able to investigate the entire huge Roman city for a while, and the man on the mountain and Athena naturally left in no hurry.

"Thank you for your help, Godslayer."

"Otherwise, even though the Concubine's body is sure to win this battle, it is impossible for it to be as easy as not paying any price."

Athena thanked the old man of the mountain with the ancient etiquette, and she became more and more curious about which ancient god the other party had killed.

Such a pure death will is far inferior to her, even as the goddess of the underworld, and even Hades, the king of the underworld, whose power cannot reach such a profound realm of death.

"It stands to reason that more clergy means more power. Although it cannot directly represent power, it is rare to see a god who only regards 'death' as ​​power."

Athena thought to herself, although a woman's curiosity was at work, she, who was always rational and wise, could control herself not to ask questions that she shouldn't ask.

The Man on the Mountain generously responded to Athena's thanks. Although saving the city of Rome was his main goal, it is also true that he helped Athena solve her troubles.

Feeling that the enchantment he set up was broken, the old man of the mountain looked up at the far-reaching clouds and sky, as if he was listening to the next step of the evening bell.

The expected bell did not ring in his ears. It seems that there should be no work to be busy in a short time, and he can use the identity of Suzuki Satoru, an ordinary person, to mix in human society and continue fishing and vacationing.

The old man of the mountain is very satisfied with such a relaxed work arrangement. As he is old, he does not have enough energy to die from overwork like the gang of young people in the community. If he needs a rest, he should take a good rest.

Taking care of the elderly with peace of mind is what the elderly should do.

"If you have nothing to do, please go ahead, I will not restrict your freedom, as long as you don't mess around."

The man on the mountain turned his head to look at Athena, put down the faintly warning words, and then walked away.

Seeing the back of the old man of the mountain gradually dissipating into the dark fire, Athena sighed and then turned into a fat owl and disappeared into the sky, missing.

When the old man of the mountain reappeared, he had already returned to his own bureau. He even went to the next room to check, and the three Erica who had escaped from trouble had long since disappeared.

Although the three little girls had been trapped in the room by the enchantment before and could not run around, they also saw part of the battle through the windows of the tall buildings.

And what makes them regret is that they still haven't been able to see the true face of Lushan, the seventh godslayer. Although it is no longer just a back view, what the hell is that skull mask?

The godslayer who likes to wear a mask is the one in North America who is obsessed with superhero games. Why is there another adult with the same hobby now?

And when the old man of the mountain threw an enchantment to isolate his room from the outside world again, Erica and Liliana also connected with the members of the exploration team.

Kiyoshuin Ena didn't want to deal with local forces, so she parted ways with Erica as soon as she got out of trouble, and now she has returned to her temporary stronghold in Rome.

In a certain tent outside the city, Erica and Liliana, who had just reported the situation to the leaders of each family, were placed here for recuperation.

Erica, who was lying on the bed, stretched her extremely soft waist, let her golden hair spread out on the snow-white bed, and turned her head to look at Liliana who was sitting on the bed with her knees hugged .

"Hey, Lily. Don't you plan to lie down and rest for a while? We just had a fight with the gods today, and it's not easy to be alive now."

Liliana's body trembled when she heard Erica's question. Although the petrification was lifted for some unknown reason, she still clearly remembered the sense of despair when she watched herself turn into stone.

Unlike Ena Kiyoshuin, who has often seen the God of Disobedience since she was a child, and Erika who confronted the God of Disobedience in Sardinia, this is the first time Liliana has fought a god head-on.

As early as three years ago, Liliana was conscripted by the Marquis of Vauban to perform the ceremony of summoning the God of Disobedience due to her outstanding qualifications as a maiden, but at that time, she was still young and she and her companions were successful. After summoning the gods, he fell into a coma of self-protection.

Although the stubborn and strong Liliana did not leave a heavy psychological shadow because of this, the fear of the godslayer and the god of disobedience still exists.

Erica, who has been teasing her girlfriends since she was a child, has long known Liliana's temperament like the back of her hand, and when she saw the expression on her face, she guessed the state of her heart.

But if they just comforted her with kind words, not only would it not be able to help Liliana get rid of her inner fear, but on the contrary, it would make the stubborn Liliana feel that she was sympathizing with her.

And Liliana, who has always regarded Erica as a competitor, is the last thing she will accept is comfort from the other party.

In this regard, Erica, who had been teasing Liliana for sixteen years, threw herself onto the other party's bed, stretched out her hand and gently lifted her delicate chin, and asked:

"What? That's it, are you afraid?"

2 Thirty Chapters of Lu Yinghua: Generations of Pit Generations

For Erica's sudden teasing, Liliana's reaction was very indifferent, but she lifted her legs skillfully and directly kicked the opponent's abdomen fiercely.

Erica seemed to have expected this a long time ago, and made an evasive movement the moment Liliana just kicked out, causing the opponent's kick to fall into the empty space.

"It seems that she has regained her spirits. This is the Lily I know."

Liliana gave Erica a sideways glance when she heard the words, and seeing the iconic smile of the other's fox, she couldn't help but feel tired for a while.

Although she is also a talented leader of the new generation of Italian mysterious circles, Liliana has always felt that she is not very good at social situations.

In this regard, Erica has done a very good job. No matter what kind of people she faces, she can have a good conversation and be able to do a job with ease. Any ball that she attends will definitely become the focus of attention.

Liliana had indeed envied Erica's talents in her heart, but it was only a little envious. After all, she herself had many talents that the other party did not possess.

"If you have the leisure to tease me, how about focusing more on the next mission? Or, you already have a clue about finding the new king?"

Liliana's words stiffened the smile on Erica's face, and the atmosphere that had eased just now became heavy again because of the topic, and the two fell silent for a while.

"If Wang sincerely wants to hide, how can we find each other? The initiative to complete this task has not been in our hands from the beginning, Lily."

Erica has been thinking for a long time since the last incident in Sardinia, trying to gain more initiative for her organization through some clues, but in the end she found that it was all futile.

If the king doesn't need power, then it's useless even if he takes the initiative to join him.

Different from the relationship between ancient kings and courtiers, the relationship between godslayers and magic associations is not one of mutual benefit, but pure refuge and submission.

In other words, it is human beings who have no strength to fight against the disobedient gods who are begging for the protection of the king, but the king himself does not necessarily have any needs from the people.

When meeting a king with desires, the two parties will hit it off immediately, but if they meet a king who has no desires and desires, the result of the matter will inevitably be like this.

Erica, who has figured it out, has long decided to use the so-called activity funds to travel with public funds in the next time. It is estimated that her uncle did not expect her to gain anything.

Compared with countries without king protection, Italy still has a king of swords after all. Although his personality is not very reliable, it is better than nothing.

Therefore, Uncle Paul estimated that from the very beginning, he wanted to follow the trend and participate in it. Naturally, it would be best to have results, and there would be no loss if there were no results.

Due to the two incidents that happened in succession, it is understandable that the magic associations in the Italian region made a big move to find the new king.

After all, the mysterious seventh king saved Sardinia and Rome in succession.

Even if the king doesn't care about what he did, it doesn't mean that the magic associations in Italy can also ignore it.

"If it's not as expected, tomorrow a letter of thanks in the name of all the Italian associations will spread throughout the mysterious circles of the world, and it will be the kind that will keep the attitude very low."

Erica murmured her opinion to herself, and then she fell into complete silence. The mental and physical exhaustion caused her to fall asleep after lying on the bed for a short time.

Although Liliana did not see as thoroughly as Erica, she probably understood the meaning of the other party's words, but she still hadn't completely given up the task of contacting the new king in her heart.

The serious and somewhat dull knight girl tightened the thin quilt covering her body, raised her hand to turn off the lighting magic in the tent, and then let out a long breathing sound.

Compared to Erica and Liliana who had no clue, Seishuin Ena, who had just completed the report to Japan, rejected the recall order after some arguments.

Although he didn't have any conclusive evidence in hand, judging only by the similarity of his back, the mysterious new king that Keina Kiyakiuin felt might be the same person as Uncle Suzuki Satoru whom he had just met some time ago.

And when Kiyoshuin Ena reported her guess, the Japanese official history compilation committee immediately changed its previous decision and ordered the girls to find each other no matter what.

Kiyoshuin Ena understands the urgent attitude of her superiors, because Japan has no king of its own so far.

What's even worse is that China, which faces Japan across the sea, not only has its own king, but also a veteran god killer who has killed gods for more than 200 years.

This is also why the Japanese side was so eager to get in touch with the seventh godslayer after knowing that the new king had defeated the Marquis of Vauban head-on.

"But how does Ena feel that even if this matter is done this time, the current situation will not change substantially?"

Seishuin Ena, who put down the phone, sat on the sofa in the hotel and muttered, feeling that his side seemed to have mistaken something crucial from the very beginning.

For example, the new godslayer was not Japanese at all.

And just as the western world ushered in the night, the sun in the eastern world has just risen.

China, Mount Lu.

A figure of a young man in a black and white Taoist robe stepped into the jungle from the foot of the mountain. Exercising exquisite lightness kung fu, he stepped on the treetops along the way and rushed into the deep mountain without hindrance.

In the early morning, the air in Lushan Mountain is fresh and humid, the early birds are chirping, and the thin white mist is shrouded in the woods like a fairyland.

The young man in Taoist robes has no interest in the natural beauty along the way, and he doesn't even want to step into this Lushan Mountain if it's not because the matter is too important.

After tossing and turning all the way, the young man in Taoist robe heard the huge sound of 'squeaking' water, and saw a delicate thatched cottage standing in the mountains and forests in the distance.

The original expressionless face of the Taoist robed boy changed to a respectful and serious expression, and he flew down from the treetops to the door of the thatched cottage, knelt down on both knees and paid homage with the highest standard of respect:

"Disciple Lu Yinghua pays homage to the holy leader who is both wise and brave, and has unparalleled martial arts. I wish master forever, to rule the world, and only master is undefeated at sunrise in the east!"

Accompanied by Lu Yinghua's sonorous and energetic voice, a graceful figure dressed in snow-white Hanfu descended from the sky and appeared in front of the thatched cottage.

Before Lu Yinghua could continue to speak, Luo Cuilian, who saw her disciple, kicked towards the opponent's body, while Lu Yinghua dodged the sharp kick as quickly as she was on the defensive.

But compared to Luo Cuilian, who had practiced martial arts for many years, Lu Yinghua, who was only 13 years old, was still too young even if he was a genius.

Looking at the disciple who fell into the palm print pit on the ground, Luo Cuilian showed some dissatisfaction on her face, she opened her mouth and reprimanded:

"Yinghua, your martial arts haven't made any progress recently, are you being hindered by mundane chores again?"

Facing Luo Cuilian's cold questioning, Lu Yinghua, who had been beaten all the year round, pulled himself out of the ground skillfully, and resumed the standard worship posture again, and replied:

"Returning to Master, Yinghua has indeed neglected his martial arts practice recently due to international affairs, and please punish him, Master."

Luo Cuilian lowered her head and noticed the facial expression on Lu Yinghua's face. After confirming that her apprentice was not lying, she waved her hands and said:

"Forget it, I will spare you this time, after all, there is a reason for the incident."

"Thank you, master. Yinghua will definitely train harder in the future, and will never let master down again."

Lu Yinghua hurriedly clasped his fists again and saluted, but how could Luo Cuilian let him go so easily.

"It's not easy to make up for the missed homework, let me teach you some lessons."

Lu Yinghua's body trembled violently when he heard the words, and he seemed to be in awe of his master's teachings. In fact, there was nothing wrong with his reaction, because Luo Cuilian's teaching methods were always very simple and rude, so if he didn't know how to do it, he would beat him up until he knew it.

Therefore, Lu Yinghua's own martial arts may not be considered the top in the world, but his ability to resist attacks is definitely top-notch.

Luo Cuilian did not see the bitterness on Lu Yinghua's face, nor did she feel that there was anything wrong with her education method.

A flash of reminiscence flashed in the eyes of the girl leader. The hem of the snow-white Hanfu turned upside down due to the force, and a sentence that Lu Yinghua had heard countless times sounded again.

"It's okay, I was trained under Master Huo Shan in the same way back then, otherwise how could I have such dazzling achievements now."

Chapter 231 The True Attributes of the Five Hells