Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

For example, the Roman gods, for example, the Halloween Queen, one of the three problem children in the small garden...

But if we really talk about it, the one they least want to face is Thousand Eyes.

There is no other reason, it’s just because there are two double-digit numbers standing behind the Thousand Eyes. The Thousand Eyes is in no way inferior to the Buddha, and it is a behemoth dominating the box garden.

"Report it to the higher-ups."

Dense Vajra rubbed his eyebrows.

“This situation is no longer something we can handle on our own.”

This sentence also directly expressed the thoughts of the other three.

In their own imagination, this is already a game between three-digit or even two-digit powerful people, and it is not something that a small four-digit person like them can participate in.

"But what if the higher-ups want to keep things quiet?"

At the moment the decision was made, Ming Fei said with a cold face.

At a higher level, no one would care about a four-digit death as long as it could be exchanged for the right conditions.

Things like this have happened countless times.

It is not surprising that it happens to them again now, especially since they are from the Huanxi Temple lineage, which is not well received in the entire Buddhist community.

Heruka and Yamantaka looked at each other.

"If this happens, we will go and kill Kasukabe Takaaki and Leticia."

"The King must not die in vain."

Dense Vajra said in a loud voice.

The firm tone also shows his determination on this matter.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Heruka and Yamantaka also spoke out in agreement and affirmation at the same time.

"In that case."

Ming Fei suddenly stood up from the cushion, grabbed the collar of her clothes with both hands and pulled them open.

As the collar slid down, a delicate body with snow-white peaks was exposed to the air.

"During this period of time, you don't have to look for other women."

"I will assist you in your training."

"Ming Fei, your realm will continue to decline at this rate."

The brows of the dense-mass golden eagle furrowed.

Originally, Ming Fei had exhausted her spiritual energy to the limit due to her complete escape, causing her realm to become unstable, with her strength hovering between the four-digit elite level and the ordinary level.

If Mingfei continued to give back to them because of Huanxi Zen, Mingfei's foundation would most likely be completely destroyed and fixed at the ordinary four-digit level.

"It doesn't matter. After losing King Ming, I can no longer contribute on the front battlefield."

"It's better to improve your strength to avoid mistakes."

"At most I'll just have to cultivate myself for a few hundred years."

Ming Fei's nonchalant expression shone with hatred so strong that it almost erupted.

Even though she and Ming Wang often played their own games, after thousands of years of companionship, they really regarded each other as their partners and had a deep relationship.

There is nothing wrong with treating the current Ming Fei as a widow.

The three Vajras including Vajra Dhyani were silent.

A long while passed.

Vajrabhairava stood up, tore off his robes, stretched out his big hands like palm-leaf fans, and pulled Mingfei over.

"I see."

……

Box Garden, East District, Outer Gate 2121.

The girl with short golden hair and a lazy look, dressed in men's clothes, was lying leisurely on a beach chair facing the lake.

Hearing the hurried footsteps coming from behind her, the girl took off the book that was pressing on her face, calmly picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of juice.

"You came back so quickly, little Letty."

"Because I had just arrived, he had already chosen the target and carried out the operation."

As Leticia's voice sounded, she appeared and sat down on the recliner next to Canary.

"Oh my! What a boring man."

"When facing my little Letty, you didn't even bother to invite her to dinner or a date? You only want to fight and kill her?"

The way Canary kept mumbling and complaining made Leticia feel that this woman was not her good friend, but more like her old mother.

"Don't say these useless things. This time we are going to kill the Ming King."

Leticia raised her eyelids and said these words impatiently, which made Canary stop abruptly.

"..."

The canary, who was lying on the recliner just now, suddenly jumped up and sat up, then touched his ears in an unruly manner.

"Wait, did I hear you correctly? You are talking about Ming Wang?"

"Ok!"

"Ming Wang ran out to play by himself? And was caught by you?"

"No, he is with Ming Fei."

"hiss……"

Canary took a deep breath, her eyes lit up, and then she put her hands on Leticia's shoulders.

"Little Letty, have you made a breakthrough?"

"No."

Leticia replied affirmatively.

"what……"

Canary was stunned for a moment.

"Then how did you do it? No, that's not right. Did he help you?"

"No, that's different from the agreement."

"How could he do that?"

Canary began to mutter to herself again.

But Leticia couldn't stand it anymore, so she grabbed Canary's hand and pressed it on the chair.

"He has a very advanced gift of disguise, so he transformed into Xiaoming and attacked me together."

Leticia understood this too well. She knew that once this thing fell into this state, it would be unable to extricate itself.

"..."

After a while.

Canary belatedly realized and slapped her thigh.

"Fuck, what a pity."

"What a pity? What's a pity?"

Even Leticia was completely confused by Canary's behavior and had no idea what a pity it was.

"Of course it's a pity that guy didn't join Arcadia."

"With such a proficient method of persecuting Xiaoming, it would be the greatest loss if I didn't join Arcadia."

Leticia was speechless for a while.

"Since when did persecuting the leader become a ritual of our Arcadia?"

"Oh!"

"This is the tradition of Arcadia."

"If you don't persecute Xiaoming, how can you become an executive of Arcadia?"

Canary put his hands on his hips and put on a serious face.

But this is indeed the case.

At first, no one wanted to take on the position of leader of Arcadia.

Canary herself was not competent enough due to her own strength.

As a result, she targeted Kasugabe Takaaki, who looked weak at the time.

She first asked someone to get Kasukabe Takaaki drunk, then stripped him naked, and then hung him with a rope in the center of the community square for a whole day.

What follows is the bitter tears of Kasugabe Takaaki.

In short, Canary's persecution of him never stopped.

"Okay, stop being weird."

"Let's get down to business."

Unable to bear Canary any longer, Leticia reached out and pushed her.

Canary raised her eyebrows.

Then he lazily lay back on the recliner again, and just like before Leticia came, he opened the book on the table and pressed it against his face.

"Don't worry, the artificial Buddha lineage will not make any moves in the short term."

"Is that so?"

This result was obviously far from what Leticia had guessed in her mind.

"certainly!!"

Canary picked up the freshly squeezed juice on the table and took a sip without any pressure.

“Sometimes, thinking too much is actually a mistake.”

"A wise person will weigh the difference between recklessness and over-consideration."

Canary's tone was calm.

But in this calmness there is a hint of complacency, or perhaps a feeling of superiority?

"what--"

Leticia didn't understand what Canary meant either.

But after being with Canary for so many years, Canary almost never made a wrong decision, which also made Leticia develop the habit of not questioning Canary and just doing things directly.

"However, some things still need to be notified."

Suddenly, the little face that was completely hidden by the pages of the book revealed a mischievous smile.

"Xiaoming is our important leader."

"What if I get hit by a club without any preparation?"

……

South District, 7759175 Outer Gate, 907 Workshop.

There was a constant "cracking" sound coming from inside the room. When you entered the room, you could immediately smell a fresh sweet scent of trees.

A tall man wearing overalls and with blond hair was sitting at the table.

In one hand he was holding a carved piece of wood, and in the other hand he was holding a carving knife and making the final outline on the wood.

His mind was unusually focused.