I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

Izanami's heart, which had been silent for a long time, gradually came alive, and the desire buried in his heart for a long time was dug out, and he wanted to go back and have a look.

In front of the gate of Huangquan Hall, Shiki Yingji stared at the gate as if she were facing a formidable enemy. Behind her stood fully armed Shinigami and Ghosts.

Now the situation in Yangjian is getting better. Before the passage to the Underworld is closed, the later the door is opened, the better. It is best not to open it at all.

Unfortunately, what happened was counterproductive. The thick stone door of the main hall trembled slightly and was slowly opened inward. The dark door was like the mouth of a giant beast.

Under the gaze of Shiji Yingji, the sound of clogs touching the stone slab came from the door, from far to near, and the sense of oppression was very strong.

Izanami walked out slowly, holding a white lantern in his hand, with a dark green eerie will-o'-the-wisp burning inside.

"I've seen Izanami God of Destiny." Siji Yingji bowed and saluted politely.

She didn't call him the god of filth in the underworld, but chose his title during his lifetime.

All the gods of death and ghost messengers also saluted together, chanting the name of Izanami Ming one after another, giving the other party the card of the mother god of creation.

Izanami's eyebrows and eyes suddenly turned into crescents, and the smile on her lips was like a bright moon of fifteen, with a soft complexion exuding a strong maternal breath.

"Forgive me, kids."

He cast his gaze on Shiki Yingji and asked expectantly: "Are you sent by the gods to welcome me?"

Siji Yingji was taken aback when she heard the words, she felt the expectation and hope in Izanami's tone, and couldn't bear to tell the cruel truth for a moment.

A wordless silence permeated in front of the main hall of Huang Quanguo, Onozuka Komachi lowered his head nervously, looking at his nose, his nose at his mouth, and his mouth at his heart.

Lisa, who was on the side, just wanted to look up to see what happened, when Onozuka Komachi held her head down calmly.

The trainee Shinigami girl is from the West, knows little about Japanese legends, and has no idea of ​​the significance and terror that Izanami represents.

Siji Yingji hesitated for a while, but finally decided to go all out, to tell the truth.

After all, as Yan Luo, if she lied, how could she judge right from wrong with peace of mind in the future.

"I'm sorry, we are not the team sent by the gods to welcome you. The opening of the passage to the underworld is also a conspiracy of some existence."

Siji Yingji looked straight into Izanami's eyes with her head held high and her chest held high, with a firm will in her gaze, without the slightest concession.

"So, until the situation is completely stable, please stay in the Great Hall of Huangquan Kingdom as always."

Izanami's smile froze, and her complexion gradually cooled down. She no longer exuded the brilliance of motherhood, but instead exuded a thick evil gloom.

"So, you are here to stop me? Really, a group of bad children actually want to prevent my mother from going home."

The gentle face of the founding mother goddess is suppressed, and the horror of the filthy god of Huangquan is revealed, which is frightening.

"Bad boy needs to be punished."

"No, according to the rules of heaven: the things of the underworld are not allowed to leave the underworld."

Facing Izanami who was about to go berserk, Siji Yingji was not afraid of danger, and argued with reason.

"That's why we have the courage to ask Izanami to stay. As the mother god of creation, she should abide by the rules and set an example for everything."

Izanami paused, staring quietly at Siji Yingji, her black pupils turned green, like the mother of all ghosts.

"So, as long as I don't violate this heavenly rule, won't you hinder me?"

Siji Yingji felt a little baffled, but still nodded, and replied: "That's right, we wait for the underworld to be the place with the most rules."

"Hehe, that's good." Izanami smiled again and said, "As long as the present world is polluted into the underworld, then it will not violate the rules of heaven."

As soon as the words fell, a large swath of blood-red mud was born under Izanami's feet, spreading and infecting the surroundings unscrupulously.

That is something more terrifying than the filthy air of the underworld. It can be regarded as the concentrated and precipitated essence of the filthy air of the underworld.

"Quick! Back off!!"

Siji Yingji's eyebrows widened, and she threw the token in her hand on the ground, drawing a boundary to block the invasion of the filthy soil of the underworld.

Onozuka Komachi immediately activated his ability and led everyone to the hillside opposite the Huangquan Kingdom Hall.

As Siji Yingji's token melted, the filthy soil of Huangquan rushed out without hindrance, and everywhere it went was the domain of the filthy god of Huangquan.

"Lord Yan Luo, what should we do now?" Onozuka Komachi asked, "This thing is extremely polluting, brothers can't hold it."

Shiji Yingji glared at Izanami angrily, clenched her fists, and stood there without saying a word, engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

Although it was an unreasonable approach, Izanami's doing so was indeed not a violation of the rules of heaven, and it made her a teacher without a name.

I wanted to put a big hat on the other party, but I didn't expect that the other party came and treated him in his own way.

As the judge of the Hall of Right and Wrong, Siji Yingji must stick to the law, but what should she do in this situation?

Frankly speaking, it would be impossible to stop Izanami with the strength of these people, no matter how you arrange the tactics.

Moreover, once a war starts, there will be tragic losses. The manpower of the Right and Right Hall is not enough. Do you want to sacrifice for the inevitable battle?

Onozuka Komachi watched Shiki Eihime's back, and waited for Shiki Eihime's decision along with other gods of death and ghost messengers.

Although there are still 300 years to come of age, Lord Siji Yingji is undoubtedly a trustworthy and followable officer.

Not long after, Siji Yingji made a decision, she raised her hand to take off the judge's hat, and slammed it on the ground.

"Fuck the law, if justice and righteousness don't exist, what's the point of having this law!?"

Chapter 639 -!

The boundless universe, the distant starry sky.

A green meteor streaked across the darkness, heading towards the unknown void at high speed.

It was a gigantic oriental dragon. If it stood up, it would probably be taller and bigger than the mountain of monsters.

Even so, Shenlong's body looks extremely fit and slender, without feeling bloated at all, and it is a perfect image that conforms to cognition.

However, she didn't seem to be in a good mood right now. The dragon's whiskers drooped feebly, and the dissatisfaction in the golden dragon eyes overflowed.

"Ah, it's so troublesome, I don't want to work overtime! I refuse to work overtime! How can anyone send a dragon to travel hundreds of millions of miles to crush a super giant meteorite? Black-hearted boss!"

Although a vacuum cannot transmit sound, Dragon God's strong emotional fluctuations still conveyed her thoughts and vented her grievances.

About ten days ago, the dragon god who was sleeping soundly in the ozone layer was shaken by the world consciousness, and was assigned a task while sleepy.

"What!? Affected by huge bad luck, a super giant meteorite changed its trajectory and came towards us hundreds of millions of miles away in the universe!?"

After listening to the World Consciousness message, Dragon God's eyes were full of confusion, and he never expected such a thing to happen suddenly.

"Xiaolong, the current evolution of all living beings is good, there is no need to completely restart like it was a hundred million years ago, please go and get rid of the meteorite."

"what!?"

In this way, the Dragon God was kicked out of his home by the consciousness of the world, and he began a long adventure in the universe alone.

Dragon God felt that he was very hard-pressed, and he became more and more suspicious of whether his decision to sell himself to work for the world consciousness was right or wrong.

In the past, when the Dragon God slept, he could find a deserted mountain forest or sleep comfortably in a large trench under the ocean.

But since the world consciousness communicated with other worlds, one day, Dragon God was suddenly driven to live in the ozone layer and outer space.

Its nickname is: In the atmosphere of the world next door, there is a dragon that defends against meteorites and aliens. I think this is good, and our world should also have one.

"Forget it, it's been so many years, can you still change jobs and run away now? Working for someone is not a part-time job? Let's make do with it..."

Dragon God plunged headlong into the meteorite belt, using his domineering body to knock away the meteorites blocking the way, and would only circle around when encountering larger asteroids.

The super-giant meteorite that was the target of the mission was in this meteorite belt. Its gigantic size was quite conspicuous, and it couldn't be hidden at all.

"Well, what a big meteorite. It feels like the diameter of this guy is longer than the height of the snow mountain at the junction of Shenzhou and Tianzhu."

The dragon god's body size is already the same as that of a mountain, but it is still not worth mentioning in front of the super giant meteorite, as small as a younger brother.

"If this thing hits the ground from space, I'm afraid it will destroy the world, and maybe it will start a new era of the gods."

After expressing some emotion to himself, Dragon God locked on to the target, turned into a green comet and slammed into the super giant meteorite.

Accompanied by the turbulent shock wave, a large area of ​​the dense meteorite belt was emptied in an instant, and the super-giant meteorite fell apart and scattered into countless small meteorites.

Although this trip was not very satisfactory, Dragon God's work attitude was very good, and he thoughtfully crushed the large meteorites one by one again.

In the end, in order to prevent accidents, she specially sent a few dragons to swing their tails, pushing all the meteorites to the opposite direction of the earth.

"Well, this should be enough, right? Hey, it's such a hard life, let's go, let's go back to sleep, RUA~"

Meanwhile, Earth.

The world consciousness stared at the Dongying area wanting to cry.

"Xiaolong, where are you, Xiaolong? Come back soon!"

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Huang Quanguo.

Shiji Yingji led the senior god of death to stop Izanami.

In the face of Izanami, who has a strong pollution ability, the weak guy can't help at all, and he will be transformed into the underworld army.

"Son, why did you come back again? As you said, I didn't violate the rules of heaven, and you have no reason to stop me."

"Master Izanami is right, but the lives of sentient beings are higher than all laws, and they are also higher than the rules of heaven and the laws of the underworld."

Siji Yingji stared at Izanami with her head up, and openly admitted her broken promise and her choice between justice and law.

"In order that all sentient beings will not be polluted into creatures of the underworld, we must stop you here, even though this is very self-defeating."

Faced with Siji Yingji's decision to sacrifice her life for righteousness, Izanami was not furious, but nodded appreciatively.

"You're a good boy, but you're also a bad boy...what's your name?"

"Shiki Yingji Yamasanadu, no, just call me Shiki Yingji."

The petite Yan Mo girl paused, and decisively chose to change her words, reporting her original name.

'Yamasanadu' is the official title of the underworld, but her current behavior is not representing the underworld, but just the individual behavior of Siji Yingji.

"It's a nice name." Izanami praised, and said very grandly: "After the name is reported, let's do it, you first."

"Offended." Siji Yingji saluted, then threw dozens of tokens like lightning, and shouted angrily: "Fenghua Yuzhu referee!!"

Dozens of tokens fell around Izanami's body and turned into thick pillars, forming a solid prison.

Since Izanami never violated any laws and regulations, Shiji Yingji was unable to activate Yan Mo's trial ability, which greatly reduced the strength she could exert.

Therefore, in the ensuing battle, she can only assume the role of control and support, while the main attack is handed over to the high-level death gods.

"Song of Death · Crossing the Eight Layers of Fog!"

Onozuka Komachi took the lead, and the mist of the Sanzu River spread in Huangquan, and the eight ferries slammed into Izanami.

The rest of the death gods followed after Komachi, and they released the soul-wrenching sickle and soul-destroying chain together, and sprinkled out all kinds of spells like money.

In the face of the children's bombardment, Izanami did not move, and the dirty soil of the yellow spring under her feet set off waves of waves, blocking the attack.

The unsinkable soul ferry boat disappeared in the filth, the soul-stirring sickles and chains were corroded, and the spells were polluted and collapsed.

"Fuck! How can you fight this? The filthy soil of Huangquan is too shameless."

Onozuka Komachi was furious, she was really biting the bullet now, but she couldn't use the methods she was accustomed to in the past.

Since Izanami has died once before and possesses the persona of the Mother Goddess of Creation and the God of Underworld, she no longer has the concept of death.

Therefore, Izanami is immune to most of the God of Death's abilities and methods, and without the concept of death, he will be permanently invincible.

This is a battle that has been doomed from the beginning, and there is no doubt which side will lose.

The purpose of Shiki Yingji is not to win, but to buy time as much as possible to close the underworld passage.

Unfortunately, they still underestimated the power of Izanami. When the tsunami-like filth of the underworld hit, any resistance seemed powerless.

"Hell · Between the Narrows."

In a critical moment, Onozuka Komachi used his ability to create a narrow shelter to protect his colleagues from the dirt tsunami.

But Wu Zajian was also buried under the filth of the underworld, so Komachi didn't dare to release his ability at will, and everyone was trapped to death in place.

"Huh? Didn't die or be assimilated?"

Izanami glanced at the dirty soil and did not see the newly added Underworld Army or Underworld Ugly Girl.

"Forget it, since you have escaped, then let's do this, I hope you can find a way to escape."

Izanami is not bloodthirsty, and his mind is now occupied with the idea of ​​returning to the present world, so he naturally does not want to waste too much time.

The goddess who cared about her hometown looked up at the sky, and saw a burning sea of ​​blue flames and tree roots like weeping willows.