I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

But this is precisely his troublesome point, often on the battlefield-this is the best portrayal of his daily life.

The Italian magicians who knew his character could only regard this cheerful fighter as a knight born in the wrong era.

"That's right." Li Lin clicked his tongue, then fell into deep thought, returned to his seat and put his legs on the desk in an arrogant posture.

"Then how to solve this trouble?" Li Lin's thinking was basically a waste of time. He turned his head to look at Erica, "How about you go back and pretend to come back, take the opportunity to sneak attack him, and dig out his waist?"

Erica's expression froze: "Isn't it a little bit to say such things in front of me... And as a knight, please forgive me for refusing."

She felt like she shouldn't be here.

Li Lin was right when he thought about it, after all, Tony's waist is not something ordinary people can dig.

"Forget it, let's just go to Italy."

Li Lin's voice sounded like thunder in Erica's ears. She stood up in horror and stared at Li Lin with wide eyes.

"You, no, you plan to go directly to Italy to meet the King of Swords?"

"Otherwise?" Li Lin asked strangely, "Didn't you tell me that Tony was coming to play against me? Instead of letting him come to me on his own initiative, why don't I go to Milan."

"Anyway, it's not my territory that will be smashed."

Li Lin's thinking was very clear at this time, and he quickly and accurately grasped the key points of the problem.

This is completely different from him before.

As if aware of Erica's gaze, Li Lin triumphantly pointed at his legs and shook his head proudly.

"If the feet are off the ground, the virus will not be able to get up, and the smart IQ will regain the high ground."

There were footsteps outside the door, followed by a knock on the door.

Qingqiuin Ena's voice sounded from outside the door: "My lord, the flight ticket to Milan, Italy has been booked, and the time is exactly six o'clock this afternoon."

Erica, who was a little dizzy from the series of combined punches, finally came to her senses.

She pondered for a moment, then raised her eyes to look directly at Li Lin: "You came prepared."

After a moment, Erica reiterated: "Regardless of whether these things happened today, you are also ready to go to Italy."

Sure enough, this is the true nature of the Demon King.

They are existences close to gods, but they are incompatible with human beings.

In other words, the godslayers were originally a race independent of human beings—since they killed gods, seized power from the gods they did not follow, and were reincarnated as godslayers through Pandora's ritual, they were no longer Belongs to humans.

It's like the first fish to climb onto land in ancient times.

When they did this behavior, they were essentially different from the blood descendants they once were.

In this world, only godslayers can call brothers and sisters with godslayers, because they are the real "families".

......

Half an hour later, the three of Li Lin arrived at Shinjuku Airport, where there was a charter plane specially arranged by the Japanese Official History Compilation Committee.

There is no airtight wall in the world, just like there is no underpants that will not get wet in the world, not to mention that Li Lin specially asked Qing Qiuyuan Huina to find someone.

A short-haired beauty in men's clothing is standing at the entrance of the airport. Every five minutes, she raises her wrist to look at the time indicated on her watch.

Amakasu Touma, the apparent spokesperson of the Official History Compilation Committee, was standing beside her, not saying a word.

"Mr. Amakasu."

"Master Saya Palace, please tell me."

Amakasu Touma raised his head, looked at the young immediate boss, and the girls not far away who gave her shy looks, and couldn't help but sigh that this beauty in men's clothing really has the skills to attract little girls.

"About the new king's title, have we drawn up yet?"

The former Hon-witch, the next head of the famous magic family Saya Miya, and the head of the Tokyo Office of the Official History Compilation Committee, Saya Miya Kaoru asked.

"According to the rules, each of the four families should propose a king name for the new king to choose..." Amakasu Touma smiled, "It's just that the Jiufazuka family no longer exists, so the official history compilation committee substitute."

"Currently, the titles we have proposed are King Dazhi, King Shengde, King Rising Sun, and King White Deer. Of course, the new king needs to decide the specifics."

Saya Gongxin nodded, turned around and looked at the entrance of the airport, a black limousine was slowly approaching.

There are suspicious collision marks on the bumper of the black car, and it is suspected of being seriously rear-ended with other vehicles.

Erica unbuckled her seat belt and staggered out of the passenger seat.

Sitting in the back row, Kiyoshuin Ena also had a pale face.

Erica held onto the wall with a look of despair: "I thought Anna's driving skills were the wildest... Only today did I know what it means to have a better future."

Kiyoakiin Ena also spoke from the side in embarrassment: "My lord, although I don't have a driver's license, I can actually drive."

Saya Gongxin narrowed her eyes slightly to conceal her astonishment.

The new king is actually so kind, he drove them here by himself?

The next moment, Li Lin's cursing reached her ears: "Isn't the sidewalk very spacious? Why can't you drive?!"

347 Shuanghui Wang Zhongwang

"How do you drive on the sidewalk!"

Erica was on the verge of breaking down emotionally. Thinking of Li Lin's rampage on the crowded road, she had the urge to cry.

"And you're not driving at all, you're just running to crush people to death!"

Thinking of the scene of Li Lin honking his horn on the sidewalk, driving away innocent old men and women with one gas pedal and one brake, Erica felt that the future was bleak.

Li Lin abruptly forced an elegant noble girl into a slave in one day.

"Anyway, don't worry." Li Lin waved his hand to signal Erica not to worry, "I'll tell you a godslayer joke to ease the atmosphere."

Now not only Erica and Seiakiin Ena, but also Saya Miyaxin who walked over also pricked up their ears.

Li Lin cleared his throat: "There is a saying that goes well, the early bird gets the worm..."

Erica nodded slightly, her expression calmed down a bit.

"But the earlier bird gets a taste of Prometheus."

"Hahahaha...uh."

There was silence all around, only Amakasu Touma's laughter stood out. Unfortunately, after laughing a few times, he seemed to realize that something was wrong, and pursed his lips resentfully.

"This is too hell." Erica said with a complicated expression.

She didn't know whether to laugh or not, but there was always a feeling of "going to hell for laughing like this".

Prometheus is not only the god who stole fire for mankind in mythology, but also the god of wisdom who designed the ritual of killing gods.But because of this, he was also punished by the gods, chained to the cliff, and his internal organs were eaten by vultures every moment.

All in all, Li Lin's godslayer joke is not only politically incorrect, but also historically incorrect.

"I'm Erica Brauntree, a knight serving Sir Salvatore, the King of Swords." Erica introduced herself to Saya Gongxin who came back to her senses.

"Saya Gongxin, you are now the head of the Tokyo Office of the Official History Compilation Committee. You can call it whatever you like." Saya Gongxin stretched out her hand and loosened her tie on her chest, turned to look directly at Li Lin, and bowed slightly, "Anyway, this It is also the first time you choose to appear in front of the world. So do you have your own title?"

"Shuanghui Wang Zhongwang." Li Lin said casually.

"This name must have been made up at random." Erica sighed in a low voice.

Shaye Gongxin shook her head: "In short, this is the first time that a king has appeared in the world in an official capacity. An official title will help you compete with other demon kings faster."

"What is the title of Luo Hao's old man?" Li Lin said suddenly.

Although she was shocked by Li Lin's undisguised malice towards Leader Luo Hao, Shaye Gongxin still replied immediately: "Master Luo Hao calls himself the King of Martial Arts, and due to his power, the recognized title of the mysterious side is [White Lotus] king】."

The former name is so inconsistent that it makes people laugh and cry, and the latter name also reveals a strong smell of miscellaneous fish.

Looking at the candidate list of Wang Hao given by the Official History Compilation Committee, they all seem to be second-rate titles that passers-by would use.

Although Shuanghui Wang Zhongwang makes people unconsciously think of sausages, maybe this kind of unclear title is better?

The whimsical Li Lin made a decision immediately, and then, ignoring the faces of everyone in the official history compilation committee who had eaten shit, he leisurely boarded the plane to Milan, Italy.

......

airport.

"Arrived in the highest city in the world, Milan!" After a four-hour flight, Li Lin, who came to the other side of the earth, shouted loudly, "It's so beautiful Milan, ah, isn't this the Crimson Devil? Let's take a look at Weller in the distance Slana, family."

"Don't talk nonsense, what Wellerslana..."

Erica couldn't finish her sentence, and the previously clear sun was eclipsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

From the moment Li Lin finished speaking, the sky quickly became dark and gloomy.

The bitter wind caused the stratus clouds to sweep across, and the dark clouds gathered from all directions became thicker and thicker, like a ball of ink that could not be melted.

Lightning flashed, accompanied by a dull rumbling sound, as if there were huge dragon snakes swimming between the gaps in the clouds, and the flashes of lightning that pierced the sky were the reflection of the scales on their bodies.

Erica's complexion turned ugly in an instant. This situation can only explain one phenomenon-the God of Disobedience is in Milan, and he may have already handed over the King of Swords!

Thinking of the tragic consequences of their fighting with each other, Erica couldn't stand the scalp tingling.

A red car rolled down its window next to it, and sitting in the driver's seat was a young and beautiful black-haired girl.

Wearing a black and white maid outfit and a Katyusha on her head, she looks graceful and charming, like a lily swaying in the breeze.

"Miss, do you want to get in the car?"

"It turned out to be Anna, that's great."

Unexpectedly, she would accept two fatal car skills in one day, Erica opened the door with a wry smile, and motioned to Li Lin to get in the car.

The sky is getting darker and darker, as if the night falls, the whole world will gradually become invisible.

This is not a simple natural disaster such as a storm and thunder, but a certain phenomenon that directly moves close to Milan, bringing about changes in natural weather along the way.

"The most important thing now is to rush back as quickly as possible, we are racing against the gods—"

......

Italy, Milan.

Clouds as heavy as lead hang over the city, accompanied by thunder that sounds like the end of the world, bursts of thunder are shining in the clouds, and the terrible sense of oppression makes people tremble instinctively.

Unlike the whirling and swirling wind outside the city, inside the city, even the atmosphere seems to be frozen.

The whole world seemed to have lost its voice and became quiet.

It was obvious that panic had spread rapidly throughout the city, but no one yelled, and no one spoke.

It seems that everyone is in danger, worried that if they make a sound, they will attract the attention of some existence in the huge void in the sky.

——The so-called depression is nothing more than this.

Even taking a breath becomes so difficult that it takes almost all of their strength to do so, making them feel as if they are suffocating.

Waiting is the hardest part.

The unknown is the most frightening thing.

And now, the waiting is bound up with the unknown.

People subconsciously believe that something huge and quiet is creeping among the thunderclouds.

They looked up, but they could only see the thick clouds and the lightning flashing in the clouds.

In fact, they have witnessed this existence, they just don't know that they have seen it.

Because that is the [phenomenon] itself, the dark clouds, thunder, and strong wind they saw were just one of the manifested parts of that existence.

——And at the place where the wind stagnated, an uninvited guest came quietly.

It was a young man with shawl-length hair and ivory-colored skin. His facial features ranged from hard to soft, giving off a neutral aesthetic.

However, such a body does not give people the slightest feeling of weakness, on the contrary, one can feel a powerful momentum from it.

That flawless face hosts the power called divinity.

He stood on the streets of Milan and looked at the city with a detached smile.

348 Let's Talk Hard

Standing in the middle of the long street, the young man seemed to be standing in his own palace. Such an inhumanly charming existence did not attract anyone's attention.

Because he is the greatest anomaly itself, an inhuman incarnation that is incomprehensible and indescribable.