Chainsaw Man, the Fire Demon of the Contract Holy Lord

Facts have proved that Guangxi's casting work was very good. Almost all the people present were 'smart people', and they could distinguish the pros and cons almost immediately.

"Ahem, but we don't know what the kneeling ceremony you mentioned is..."

There are so many postures of worship, who knows which one the Holy Spirit prefers.

When the middle-aged woman saw that she had convinced everyone, her face was very happy. She was not ambiguous at the moment, and she directly lay down and made a demonstration.

Right knee, left knee, right hand, left hand and top of head.

They were all stuck to the ground, motionless.

If it took five seconds, she stood up again and patted the dust on her hands.

"Okay, the action is not difficult. You can try it yourself first."

One after another, people lay down, and the crowd rose and fell.

"Mom, does this mean we have completed the mission given to us by Mr. Guangxi?"

The young man held the gun and said with a contented expression.

The middle-aged woman frowned, as if she was still dissatisfied.

Suddenly, she slapped her thigh and shouted: "It's over, I forgot to get them those customized clothes! Go back and get them!"

"Ok!"

The man immediately put the gun on his waist. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly saw his mother's earrings shaking slightly.

"Um, Mom, did you buy some kind of mechanical earrings?"

"Mechanical earrings? No..."

The middle-aged woman stopped abruptly mid-sentence.

She turned her head sharply and looked at the place where the vibration came from.

His pupils kept shrinking, and he shouted: "Hurry, hurry, hurry! The Holy Lord is coming soon! Just do what I just said!"

In fact, without her needing to say anything at this moment, people felt the shaking under their feet like an earthquake.

It was as if some ancient behemoth had awakened and was trampling on this road wantonly.

With a 'pop', someone knelt down.

Then came the second, third...

In the distance, a huge green figure gradually became clear.

"Is that... a horse that pulls a cart?"

The young man stared blankly at the two dark green flying dragons that appeared at the end of his sight. They were huge, with red eyes. They flapped their wings and set off a gust of wind.

These creatures should have existed in myths and legends, but at this moment, they were each wrapped with a tough rein.

One end of the reins is their neck, and the other end is the front end of a chariot.

At this moment, the well-deserved Fire Demon finally arrived in Fangjia Village who was loyal to him!

"Congratulations..."

"Master Holy Master!"

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Chapter 6: I won’t kneel!

"Roar--!!"

When the dark green giant dragon landed from the sky, people realized belatedly what kind of behemoth it was - its wings alone stretched out several meters, and the shadow it cast even temporarily plunged the area into darkness. A lot of darkness.

Their necks are long and slender, towering into the clouds, and covered with terrifying banded horns, like a symbol of endless war, and like the most cruel and violent weapons, spreading unbridled anger wantonly.

The pair of huge wings are decorated with countless sharp thorns, and the green membrane wings gently rise and fall with the wind, as if they are ready to launch a flight that involves death at any time.

How terrifying, how majestic!

But such an ancient, mysterious, and terrifying giant monster immediately put away its previous arrogant and domineering attitude after landing. The body tightly bound by the reins crawled down. It was originally curved and sharp enough to crush solid rocks. His paws were also placed quietly in front of him.

All this is because of the chariot they are pulling behind them.

The entire chariot is beautifully carved and made of rosewood. The wood is full and shiny, exuding a light fragrance.The body of the car is inlaid with exquisite gold and silver decorations, embellished with gems and pearls, shining with brilliant light.

This is just the outside.

Inside, the carriage is simply and elegantly decorated, with the seats covered in soft and gorgeous suede and embellished with gold thread embroidery, showing a noble temperament.A gorgeous silk curtain hangs from the top, embroidered with gorgeous patterns, making people look dazzled.

"This...how much does this cost..."

In the nearby yard, which was only separated by a wall from the road, Su Tang and his group saw this scene through the gaps between the bricks and tiles, and couldn't help but clicked their tongues.

You must know that only three days have passed since the resurrection of the Holy Lord!

It took three days to build such a chariot that resembled those in myths that could only be ridden by the Son of Heaven and the Immortal Emperor... One can imagine how much manpower and material resources were spent.

"My money! That's all my money!"

Walon squeezed his cane tightly and stared at the glazed enamel on the chariot... He almost wanted to go forward and take them off and hold them in his arms.

In his opinion, these things must have been taken out by the Holy Lord from the lost Golden Rooster King treasure. If he had followed the original agreement, the Golden Rooster King treasure should have been in his hands at this moment. Steal his wealth!

Valon can endure everything, but he will never tolerate this happening!

"Calm down, boss... calm down..."

Looking at the trembling Walong, La Su and Ah Fen were worried that he might rush out at any time to fight the Holy Lord to the death, so they quickly whispered: "There is a saying here... It takes ten years for a gentleman to take revenge." Late, we can’t beat that old guy now.”

"call……"

Vallon gasped through his nose.

But after all, he was the leader of the gang. Even if he was so touched, he still restrained himself, closed his eyes and tugged on the tie on his chest.

"You two are right, it would be unwise to rush forward at this time. Not only will you not be able to get my money back, but you will also be harmed."

Wa Long opened his eyes, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes: "That old guy is used to being arrogant and domineering. Now he dares to be so extravagant and high-profile just after he was resurrected. I don't know how to write the word "death"! Sooner or later, he will be defeated by himself. So proud!"

"Eh...but he's really handsome."

Pava can always bring another kind of emotional impact to everyone at the right time: "That's a flying dragon! If I can one day control two flying dragons and fly in the air... That would be so cool!"

"Woman, please stop daydreaming!" Denjizi was amused, sticking out his tongue and mockingly said: "You can't even condense two blood dragons, but you still control two flying dragons!"

"Who said I can't condense it!" Pava is forever young and always competitive: "Besides, kid, you can't even condense the blood dragon! Haha, let me think about it, maybe you can face that chain Said it was a dragon? Hehe."

"you……!"

"Okay, if you two can be louder, we can consider another portal escape."

Su Tang turned around helplessly, these two girls couldn't take a moment to rest.Anyway, he couldn't make them completely quiet, and neither could anyone else.The only one who can do that is probably Makima.

"Little Mage, have you discovered anything?"

After talking about Electronic Second Son and Pava, Su Tang turned his head and looked at the little magician who had been keeping quiet since arriving here.

The middle-aged man sighed silently.

"I know the woman standing in front guiding this group of people... She went to the same private school as me when she was a child. The person next to me is his son, and many of the people kneeling down are also people from Fangjia Village... …”

Su Tang nodded.

He hesitated for a moment, and then tried to speak: "I know it is very painful to see my fellow countrymen kneeling before the enemy at this moment... But they are all ordinary people, and they don't have much choice. They just want to Just survive, you..."

The little magician slowly shook his head and said with a hint of bitterness in his tone:

"Mr. Su, if only it was like what you said... I'm not sad because they chose to kneel down, and I don't have the right to ask others to die for my position. But..."

"None of the kneeling villagers from Fangjia Village have very good personalities. If they suddenly become ill and do something, I'm afraid we won't be able to protect everyone here."

"Sickness?"

After hearing this word, Dianjizi turned his head curiously and whispered: "What's wrong with you? Let me tell you, Mr. Su Tang is a psychiatrist. He..."

"Electronic Second Son."

Su Tang read it quietly, and the girl immediately laughed, covered her mouth and turned around obediently.

Su Tang ignored her. He was looking outside, looking at the wind-swept asphalt avenues.

"I think... I probably understand what the little mage means."

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"Welcome, Lord Holy Master!"

The moment the huge shadow in the sky appeared, the middle-aged woman knelt down neatly and did not forget to give her son a hand.

Right knee, left knee, right hand, left hand and top of head.

Because she was in a prostrate position, she could see nothing but darkness.At this moment, she could only pray that the temporary education and training she had just given would be effective and that nothing unexpected would happen.

In fact, it's okay that she didn't want to say this.Once you think about it, accidents are bound to come.

"I don't kneel!"

The crisp voice sounded suddenly, which was particularly eye-catching in the quiet atmosphere at this moment.

People raised their heads slightly, wanting to see which warrior dared to say this.

Even the two flying dragons pulling the cart suddenly became energetic and turned their necks curiously to look in the direction of the source of the sound.

The middle-aged woman's heart skipped a beat.

This voice...why does it sound so familiar to her?

Isn't this the child of the single mother in the village?But how could it be!Today is Monday, he should still be in school!

Yes, he is still a child, a junior high school student.

When others raised their heads and discovered this, their faces became less calm.

After all, this grade happens to be full of passion and blood. If you say something wrong and offend the Holy Master, wouldn't everyone present possibly die?

"You kid, what are you talking about!"

The woman who had knelt down next to him seemed to be his mother. She was holding his hand down with an anxious look on her face, and was explaining to others in a hurry: "Sorry, sorry! My child is sick today. My brain is burnt and confused..."

"I didn't!"

The child didn't appreciate it. He struggled to resist his mother, raised his head stubbornly and said, "Why should I kneel down?! No one in this world is worthy of me kneeling down! Not even his Holy Lord!"

The voice was louder than the one just now.

And they have already been named.

This is no ordinary disrespect.

Everyone who was standing next to him moved aside silently, except for his mother who was still trying her best to pull him down.

At this point, the uncrowned king sitting high on the chariot was finally alarmed.

The Holy Lord's huge body turned around and looked down at this scene.

"Kid, what did you just say?"

The sound came from a high place, not much anger, not much ripples, just as fierce as the strong wind above the nine heavens.

Bowing and kneeling on the ground, it felt like a rain of knives fell out of thin air, sharp and cold.

As if he was frightened, the child moved his lips but said nothing.

The Holy Lord narrowed his eyes.The erect dragon eyes are deep and narrow, as if there are flames jumping in the pupils.

"Lord Holy Lord! Lord Holy Lord!"

The child's mother immediately crawled on her knees in front of the child, kowtowing repeatedly, and her blood immediately soaked the dust on the ground.

Her voice was full of fear, anxiety and fright: "Lord Holy Lord! My child is sick and has a fever! That's why I said such treacherous words. I beg you, sir, to let him go! Please, sir... "

There was silence between heaven and earth, except for the cries and kowtows of women.

There was also an undetectable sound from a small courtyard next to it.