I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

But when the man on the mountain confessed silently in his heart, Athena sitting beside him was extremely lively.

Although she usually flies around the world, Athena is the first time to take an airplane invented and manufactured by human beings, so she is very curious about all the novelties in front of her.

Athena, who was holding a lunch box, looked at the light blue sky and the cotton candy-like clouds through the window of the plane. She couldn't help but sighed with emotion on her expressionless face, and murmured:

"Hundreds of years ago, the sky was still the exclusive domain of the gods. Although it was not sacred and inviolable, most humans who could only set foot on the ground were unable to set foot in it."

"Even a magician who masters the mystery is only a few hundred meters above the ground. It is absolutely impossible to reach such a height."

"Humans are really a strange race..."

Hearing Athena talking to herself in a low voice, the man of the mountain who also had a very little expression smiled slightly, his black eyes were vicissitudes and deep.

"Although there are many unsatisfactory places, and there are many people who commit crimes and commit crimes, the shining points of human beings will not be covered up by these individual filths."

The old man of the mountain who has guarded the history of mankind for an unknown number of years independently of the time axis sighed. As the crown of the killer rank, he had seen too many gestures in the world when he came.

The savior who walked alone with a sad wish did not know how many people he had seen, and he did not know how many people who threatened the stability of human history had been beheaded by the sword of death.

People who do bad things with good intentions, even if their starting point is right, can't escape the assassination of the Nether Death, because if they do something wrong, they must pay the price.

Athena was only amazed at the speed of human development, because as a god, she never paid too much attention to the world, just like humans would not observe ant society.

Since she fell into a deep sleep a thousand years ago, she has been running around to find the "Gorgon Stone" since she woke up a year ago. Athena has not stopped to observe the world for a long time.

"Perhaps, such a leisurely life is not bad."

Athena, who was thinking like this in her heart, dangled a pair of calves, planning to learn more about human beings after the plane landed, and there happened to be different new cultures in the far east.

Athena, who had never been to Japan, didn't know the magic power contained in that island. Although the world was different, there had long been precedents of degenerating noble angels into dry things.

I hope that the cold and proud Lolita Goddess can keep her full integrity, and don't contribute her meager strength to the progress of the goddess's uselessness.

After eating the warm meal in the lunch box in twos and twos, the mountain old man disposed of the garbage with a flash of fire in his hand, and then turned his head to look at Athena beside him.

The behavior of looking at the scenery while eating made Athena pay a small price. The tip of her nose and face were stained with some food soup, and the corners of her pink lips were covered with white rice grains, which made people feel inexplicably cute.

Originally, she had an ethereal temperament because of the goddess, but now she feels a lot more down-to-earth, at least she looks like an innocent little girl.

"It's said to be more attentive when eating. This is a very sacred thing for human beings."

The old man of the mountain scolded Athena, and took out a wet towel to skillfully wipe off the stains on the other party's face. Similar actions were often done when taking care of Penglai Shanhuiye.

Feeling the cool wet wipes brushing over her face, Athena, who was unprepared, couldn't help being stunned, and found that the old man of the mountain was surprisingly good at taking care of others.

Athena, who put a pair of small hands on her knees, nodded obediently, raised her head and blinked her watery eyes, and responded softly:

"Understood, Suzuki Gooni-chan, Nana won't do it again next time."

"Didn't you say that you have never been to Japan? How can you even speak Japanese?"

The old man of the mountain, who had been teased by Ena Qingqiuin for a long time and became immune, has discovered Huadian, but he, who has never cared about his age, still feels a little uncomfortable after being called young.

But when he thought about Athena's own age as well, the old man of the mountain felt relieved a lot, so he could just treat the two of them as the same generation.

"Although it is true that I have never set foot in the Far East, I have heard people speak this language, so I knew it directly."

Athena casually uttered words that could piss off countless students, but this is not only a privilege unique to gods, even godslayers have the same ability to quickly learn languages.

A foreign language with zero foundation, the godslayer can understand and learn it at an unimaginable speed by picking up a book and casually flipping through it or listening to other people's exchanges, even reaching the level of native language proficiency.

If this magical skill is known to the students who are struggling to pass the fourth and sixth grades every year, maybe a few fierce people who dare to kill gods will emerge from it.

After listening to Athena's casual explanation, the old man of the mountain didn't ask any more questions. There are still a few hours before the plane arrives, so he can take a break for meditation.

After seeing the man on the mountain fell into a deep sleep, the silent Athena took out a newly bought smartphone from her pocket, and played Sokoban with clumsy operation.

For the Goddess of Wisdom, it is very easy to crack the game's levels, but she unexpectedly has a hard time with modern electronic devices, so the progress of the game is as slow as a snail.

Time passed by every minute, and when the plane landed safely at Tokyo Airport, the rising sun in the morning just filled the earth.

Yamanoo Ong and Athena walked out of the airport like ordinary passengers with some luggage in their hands. At the same time, members of the Tokyo Division of the Japanese History Compilation Committee were tremblingly welcoming the arrival of the Hierarch.

Chapter 248 Tokyo is about to be denuclearized

Hakoba, the Moon Community.

Perseus, who conveyed the words accurately, left on his own after finishing everything. Next, he will follow the first emperor Yingzheng to set off together. There is still a lot of preparation work to be done in the early stage.

Sitting in the office with arms folded, the wise king Gilgamesh fell into contemplation and weighing alone. Huge information was quickly processed and calculated in his mind. A pair of red snake pupils seemed to have a glimpse of the future.

"Huh, is it suppressed by the Hakoniwa rules? Even my omniscient and omnipotent star has been suppressed so badly, other owners of EX-level clairvoyance must have a hard time."

Gilgamesh, who managed to peek at something, stopped using his ability, and while turning the pen in his hand, he analyzed to himself:

"The civil strife in the Hakobawa Knights is nothing to worry about. After all, it's just a farce made by a bunch of ignorant clowns."

"But what is hidden behind this civil turmoil is worth paying attention to. Although the little girl Leticia is a little younger as the king of the clan, she still deserves recognition for her status as a king."

Gilgamesh paused for a moment when he said that, Holmes and Moriarty have been responsible for these things that have been found out for a long time.

The contractual alliance between the Xingyue Community and the Hakoba Knights is still solid for the time being, and with the addition of the old man's relationship, it is impossible for the Xingyue Community to choose to be alone.

"The ones who draw the greed in the hearts of the true ancestors of vampires and the princes should be the devil kings, right? And they are not low-level devil kings, and they can be ranked in three digits."

"I don't know how many demon kings are causing trouble. If there is an organized community of demon kings, then in order to ensure the absolute safety of the community, it is safer to bring back the old man of the mountain."

Gilgamesh, who came to the final conclusion, made up his mind, but considering that the old man of the mountain had business to do in another world, he had to send a helper if he wanted to get him back quickly.

"God of Disobedience?"

"It's really a strange existence. If it weren't for the development of the community, I would have imagined that the world would drag down the miscellaneous gods in Sumerian mythology and slaughter them all!!"

"At that time, this polite and virtuous king's posture will no longer be appropriate. It's not bad to put on the golden armor after a long time to vent the work pressure frivolously."

Gilgamesh clenched his fists and muttered in a vicious manner, and at the same time used magic to connect several heroic spirits who were going to be sent to help the old man of the mountain.

"Four people should be enough, right? The world coordinates have been obtained from Perseus, and the next work should be left to the Knuckle Tiger who controls the realm gate."

The line of sight jumped again, back to Japan in the world of Godslayer.

Lu Yinghua, who flew to Japan late last night, had already had cordial and friendly exchanges with the Japanese Official History Compilation Committee, and accurately conveyed the meaning of the leader to them.

Knowing that China's martial arts king is coming, the representatives of the Japanese mystic family who were present all burst into tears with excitement, and expressed that they would do their best to serve the leader's entire journey.

Looking at the warriors and onmyojis who were clearly terrified in their hearts, but had to put on an appearance of no one else, Lu Yinghua was filled with disdain and contempt.

Japan, which does not have a godslayer in charge, is inherently in a weak position, and it is said that the person who supports the official history compilation committee behind the scenes is the disobedient god of its own country.

In the case where the godslayer and the god of disobedience start fighting when they meet, the Japanese government and major families should be prepared for the possibility of huge losses.

At worst, let the public know that several large-scale earthquakes and even tsunamis have erupted. Anyway, similar natural disasters are commonplace in the eyes of Chinese people. Even if there is a sudden volcanic eruption one day, it will not be surprising.

When Lu Yinghua had just negotiated everything in Japan, the special plane carrying Luo Cuilian had already departed from China for Tokyo, and the sky was just getting bright when it arrived.

It was the first time for Saya Gongxin, who was fully in charge of the reception, to face the godslayer directly. In order not to make any mistakes, she specially invited Qingqiuin Huina, who had rich experience in this field, for consultation.

Just as Saya Gongxin was carefully recalling the warnings of Lu Yinghua and Qingqiu Yuan Huina, a loud and clear shout sounded from the door of the committee's Tokyo headquarters.

"The lord is here—! The Five Prisons belong to the Sacred Sect, see you."

A top luxury car with an unknown asking price slowly stopped by the side of the road. When Lu Yinghua stepped forward and opened the door, the congregants who were standing along both sides of the red carpet knelt on one knee and held their fists in salute at the same time, saying in unison shouted:

"I'm waiting to meet the holy leader who is both wise and brave, and unparalleled in martial arts. I wish the leader eternal life and rule the world. Only the leader is undefeated at sunrise in the east!!"

The thundering shouts were tidy and magnificent, and people couldn't help but be shocked when they heard them, while the people who came to greet them from Japan were confused by the scene.

Luo Cuilian, who got out of the car, walked lightly into the building of the editorial committee with Lu Yinghua who led the way, while Shaye Gongxin and others had been waiting for a long time with big gifts.

Although she was very curious about the leader of the Holy Cult who could command nearly half of the masters in the entire Chinese martial arts world, Shaye Gongxin buried her head low and did not dare to peek at the other party's majesty at all.

Luo Cuilian, who wanted to find the man of the mountain quickly, didn't care about these etiquettes at all. In the past 200 years, she has been flattered and flattered in various ways, and now she is already tired of these things.

"Who is the person in charge here? Come out and answer."

Luo Cuilian, who was seated at the main seat, glanced at the crowd gathered in front of her. Her light gaze did not contain any threat, but it made the experienced warriors and onmyojis sweat coldly.

Different from godslayers who have the title of "King" in other countries, Luo Cuilian, as the leader of a sect, is really enshrined and treated like an emperor, and the prestige accumulated in power for 200 years is as serious as Mount Tai.

Sha Ye Gongxin, whose body was trembling, walked out of the crowd, still keeping her head down, not daring to look at the leader, and responded:

"The little girl Saya Gongxin is the person in charge of the Tokyo Department."

"I, Tuyinghua, should have already told you the matter. The seventh king will leave Italy and come to Japan soon, and I want to meet him in Tokyo."

Luo Cuilian's eyes paused on Saya Gongxin's body for two or three seconds, and while tapping the armrest of the antique wooden chair, she said:

"Although the news is indeed true, no one can be sure of the whereabouts of the seventh king, so I will personally search for the trace of the other party."

"And there is only one thing you need to do, and that is to go back and tell the God of Disobedience behind you that this leader is not interested in taking his life, so don't worry."

Chapter 249 Luo Cuilian Looking for Master

After saying that, Luo Cuilian disappeared into the house without knowing where she was going, while the congregation of the Five Prison Sacred Cults who were present silently offered their salutes, even though the leader who had already left could not see their sincerity and loyalty.

"Minister Shaye Gongxin, my master has already explained the matter very clearly just now, you just need to follow it."

Wearing a black exercise suit, Lu Yinghua walked to Shaye Gongxin's side, raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the beauty in men's clothing in front of him to soothe her tense emotions.

Although the boy is only 13 years old, as the young master of the Lu family, he handles worldly affairs with ease, and usually helps Luo Cuilian run errands in China.

The king of heaven and earth is a parent and teacher, a teacher for a day and a father for life.

Since ancient times, China has always respected teachers who preached and learned from their karma. Apprentices who learn art will not start learning directly after entering the teacher's school, but will first work as handymen for two or three years by the teacher's side.

When Luo Cuilian accepted Lu Ying and turned him into a disciple, the era had already entered the modern age, so the identity of a teenager became something like a secretary, with a very high status in the sect.

But in the first three years of his introduction, the young Lu Yinghua did not escape the days of helping Luo Cuilian chop firewood and carry water on Lushan Mountain. The young master of the dignified family also learned to do rough work at that time.

It's not that Lu Yinghua didn't try to resist, but in return Luo Cuilian scolded mercilessly:

"A trash who can't even endure this kind of suffering is not worthy of learning martial arts, let alone being my apprentice, Luo Hao. If you don't want to do it, you can go down the mountain as soon as possible."

After a reprimand, Luo Cuilian entered the reminiscence state that Lu Yinghua was extremely familiar with, and said softly in a nostalgic tone:

"I think back then, I learned to cook because I had to serve my master, and I also learned other skills that might be used by the way."

From then on, Lu Yinghua became curious about the mysterious master that his teacher said, because all the crimes he suffered during his apprenticeship seemed to be more or less related to him.

After the memories were over, Lu Yinghua, who was still busy making arrangements for the top hotel where Master stayed, did not intend to waste time staying here any longer.

Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something, then turned around and looked at the representatives of the mysterious Japanese family present, and said in a deep voice:

"By the way, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you just now."

"During this trip, the damage caused by the battle will be borne by the Holy Cult of the Five Hells, so as not to let others gossip that our state of etiquette is bullying the small by the big."

After saying that, Lu Yinghua led the congregation to leave quickly, and Shaye Gongxin and others recovered from the state of being shocked.

"Come to see the seventh king? Bear all the battle losses? This is going to be a big deal."

Saya Miyaka Kaoru, who imagined the city of Tokyo in ruins, almost slumped on the ground, with a helpless wry smile on her handsome face.

"This is the first time that the martial arts king has acted with such fanfare. It seems that he will not give up until he achieves his goal, but why does the leader want to find the seventh king?"

Shaye Gongxin, who couldn't understand the reason, gave up thinking. Anyway, even if she figured it out, she couldn't stop anything, and she would still fight if she should.

This is the sorrow of the weak, who have no right to speak at all, and even if they express their opinions, they will be ignored.

"But it's not all bad news. At least the martial arts king has promised not to take action against Mr. Yu. It will be a lot of fun if the god of disobedience is involved in the already chaotic situation."

Saya Gongxin comforted herself in this way.

She was going to report the matter to the heads and elders of the major families who really held power in the Official History Compilation Committee, so that they would have a headache about how to reduce economic losses and casualties.

Japan's population is not large, and it is still aging and has a serious decline in birthrates. If a war of Godslayer is fought and Tokyo's nuclear level is leveled, it will be too late to cry.

Saya Gongxin, who was writing the report, found Ena Qingqiuin, who had just finished her morning exercise, and ordered before the other party sat down to catch her breath:

"Huina, you are the one who is most familiar with Mr. Yu Lao. So, I will trouble you to come and report the latest news to Mr. Yu."

"Got it, and remember to ask for leave from school for me."

The energetic Qingqiu Yuan Huina took the note from Saya Gongxin and glanced at it, and while speaking of the request to skip class, he drew out the Amazono Cloud sword and thrust it into the ground with his spiritual power.

The ground covered with the floor was stained with pitch black the moment the sword tip touched it, and Kiyoshuin Ena, who was standing on it, sank inch by inch into the netherworld as if swallowed by a swamp.

It was seven o'clock in the morning, and the streets of Tokyo, which had just become noisy, were full of people and traffic, and the dense crowd took various means of transportation to their destinations in an orderly manner.

The Weng of the Mountain mixed in the crowd is ordinary and not eye-catching at all, but Athena, who is holding his left hand, has earned people's attention and turning heads.

The silver-haired and mouthless loli in school uniform is not a rare cute thing in this country. If it is not for rushing to work or school, it is estimated that many people have the cheek to ask for a group photo.

As a god, Athena has long been accustomed to the feeling that people's eyes are focused on her body. She was worshiped by an unknown number of people when she was an ancient queen, so she was naturally not afraid of strangers.