I, the god, recruit witches to make money

Aomori Port.

Jianju stopped shaking his legs and looked up in the direction of Hokkaido, his face full of shock, "This spiritual pressure?!"

Several figures appeared behind her at the same time, all of them looking towards Hokkaido in the distance.

They are the strongest people in the world, able to capture the terrifying spiritual pressure through the spiritual energy that is madly fleeing outwards.

The blond man said: "This is no longer a situation we can handle. We need the seniors from the secret realm to take action."

"High Priest, you can actually do this..." The old man with a long beard had a solemn expression on his face.

Jian Ju stood up and said, "Why are you so anxious? At least you should find out whether it is an enemy or a friend."

"Then who will check it out?" the blond man asked back.

How could he not think of such a common sense question? The question is, who can be sure to go there alive and come back alive?

Jian Ju was speechless.

……

"Haha! This is the invincible power!"

Jed laughed wildly, his confidence swelling immensely under this unprecedented power.

Now he can say to anyone: rubbish.

He raised his right hand and did not kill the man in front of him immediately, wanting to appreciate his desperate expression. "All this is thanks to you."

As he spoke, Jed swung his fist lightly to the side, very casually.

Boom! The ten thousand meter high snow mountain that was gradually collapsing completely shattered into countless blocks and poured into the black hole.

After swallowing the entire iceberg, the black hole completed its mission and disappeared.

"Without exerting any strength, the power of a light sweep, like sweeping away dust, is enough to destroy the ten thousand meter high holy mountain."

Jed couldn't help laughing again, "Hahaha, you evil people who go against God's will, do you feel hopeless?"

"You're so long-winded, do you still want to fight?"

Bai Shi said unhappily.

"...I see. For a heinous criminal like you, there is no need for any mercy."

Jed originally wanted them to confess their sins, but he didn't expect Bai Shi to be so stubborn.

"Go to hell and regret that your full-strength attack failed to defeat me!"

Jed gathered all his strength and threw a punch forward. He was confident that he could crush everything with this punch.

If it hits the ground, the entire planet might be torn into pieces.

Bai Shi raised his hand and put a finger against his fist, but there was no movement and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

"No one will use their full strength against Fuchen."

He spoke slowly, breaking the eerie silence.

"Impossible!" Jed didn't believe what he saw. He retracted his right fist and punched out with his left fist.

At the same time, he swung his right fist out again, attacking continuously, forming a dense storm of fists.

"I am now invincible and unbeatable. No one can stop a warrior who serves God!!"

Amidst the violent storm of fists, there was Jed's almost insane roar.

Shiraishi kept tapping his fingers to block his attacks, which was fun to do occasionally, but it became boring after a second or two, “Let me show you.

The so-called invincibility is used to describe this kind of power."

He blocked the incoming fist with one hand and held it, and with the other hand he hit Jade's abdomen accurately.

Boom! Untransformable power surged from the surface of his fist, like the flames of the sun. Jed felt as if every cell in his body was melting. "God!"

Boom!

The wind from the fist went straight up, and the dark clouds were blown away in an instant, revealing no blue sky.

Because the sky was also blown open.

Miyazaki Yutaro raised his head and stared blankly at the vast universe, with no expression on his face.

Surpass? Reach?

This kind of thing will never be accomplished in a lifetime.

He remained gazing at the starry sky, as if petrified, completely unable to move.

"Ouch, that seems to be a bit too much."

Shiraishi scratched his head and glanced at Miyazaki Yutaro who was still in a daze.

Without saying anything, he walked towards the three unconscious girls, stretched out emerald green vines with one hand to wrap around them, and drew a door in the air with the other hand.

Time to go home.

……

The secret place of Ise Jingu Shrine.

Inside the luxurious palace, a person stood up from his futon, and the person next to him asked, "Ryosuke, do you want to go take a look?"

"Yeah." Fujiwara Ryosuke responded, "This spiritual pressure is not something those little ghosts can solve. Eh, solved it?"

The expression on his face became more and more surprised. That level of spiritual pressure could not be easily resolved even in the eighth realm. Who did it?

Fujiwara Ryosuke did not stay here any longer. He took a step forward, passed through the secret door, and anchored the exit at the location where the terrifying spiritual pressure remained.

As his figure stepped out of nothingness, Fujiwara Ryosuke felt that the whole world had lost its warmth, and became cold and hard, restricting his body movements everywhere, and there was no comfort of the secret realm at all.

In his confusion, every thought seemed to leave his body, and even the shadows cast on the ground seemed to come alive.

When one reaches the eighth level of strength, the Dharma thoughts can already affect external objects. For example, the gaze of a god can cause a person to become alienated. They can also turn the surrounding stones and shadows into strange living creatures.

This is not a good thing. Too many split thoughts can easily lead to mental split. He hides in a secret place and is unwilling to show up outside to avoid becoming a madman.

Fujiwara Ryosuke gathered his thoughts, looked up at the vast starry sky, and glanced at Miyazaki Yutaro who was standing there in a daze, "It's you? No, you don't have that ability."

"Let me recreate the scene and see."

Another person stepped out of the void, and made a hand gesture, trying to make time replay. The scene suddenly became hazy, and then it turned blurry, and nothing could be seen clearly. "This... goodbye."

The man turned and walked away.

Fujiwara Ryosuke frowned slightly and recognized that the other party was a priest of Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine, who was also in the eighth realm and might not be very strong in combat.

But in terms of tracking, it is absolutely top-notch.

First-hand time travel can reproduce what happened in the world.

Even the eighth realm, which is so good at tracking, was unable to capture that person.

Who is it?

Fujiwara Ryosuke was filled with astonishment, and found that his shadow seemed to be twisting and turning into a human form.

He quickly gathered his thoughts, glanced at Miyazaki Yutaro, thought about it, but still didn't ask anything.

Attacking a lower-level transcendent with the strength of the eighth realm is often invisible and unknowable. They will die without even realizing it.

The inability to capture that person's appearance by going back in time means that he is intentionally hiding and covering up his whereabouts.

Well, even if Miyazaki Yutaro stayed at the scene, he was blind, as can be seen from his dazed expression.

Fujiwara Ryosuke did not stay to question further. This world was too cold and hard. He turned around and returned to the secret realm of Ise Shrine.

There are too many secrets in this world, some of which even they are unwilling to get involved in, such as the other world, gods, and the existence that cannot be traced back.

Fujiwara Ryosuke didn't want to make an enemy for himself for no reason.

Who knows what that person's temper is like.

The people from Fushimi Inari Taisha left without hesitation because they were afraid of getting into trouble.

Fujiwara Ryosuke left here, and Miyazaki Yutaro also came back to his senses from the shock and realized that if he stayed any longer, he might meet someone unknown.

He turned around in a hurry and fled the scene.

Chapter 183 Son of Destiny

Jed is dead...

The high priest sensed that person's death at the first moment. Anyone who had obtained the divine law, whether alive or dead, was within his perception.

In less than a minute, 3,743 believers died, and now even Jed had left.

Even the high priest was unable to recover from such a huge sacrifice, and he stood in a daze on the streets of Tokyo.

"Are you okay?" a young woman asked cautiously.

The high priest came back to his senses and shook his head, "It's okay."

"But you are crying. Is there anything sad about you?"

The young woman's words became more and more gentle. She wanted to comfort the sad blond handsome man, from the inside out, and use her warmth to heal the wounds in his heart.

The high priest gently wiped away the tears and said calmly, "It's okay."

In order to achieve the cause of saving mankind, he had long been determined to sacrifice everything. He did not immerse himself in sorrow for too long, and his mind was shrouded in doubts.

The FBI clearly said that they would disrupt and delay the attack on Hokkaido.

Why so soon?

He thought he needed a reasonable explanation.

The high priest left the noisy crowd and returned to the small hotel room where he was temporarily staying, "Gile."

When the name was pronounced, there was a slight fluctuation in the space.

A blond boy suddenly appeared and sat leisurely on the bed. He wore a baseball cap and had a few freckles on his face. He smiled and said, "I knew you would look for me."

"How is this going?"

The high priest asked.

Ji Lei spread his hands and said nonchalantly, "We don't know either. It seems that an Eighth Realm expert has taken action and wiped out all the people you left behind alone."

The high priest raised his golden eyebrows and said, "Jed obtained more powerful divine methods through the sacrifice in Hokkaido. Even if someone from the eighth realm takes action, it will not be easy to kill him."

"The fact is that he's dead."

Gilley smiled and replied, "You are so lucky. If you had stayed there, you would have died."

The high priest said without hesitation: "I will not die until my great cause is accomplished."

"hehe."

Gilley smiled and felt that the man in front of him was of the same type as Chief George.

They always have great ambitions, their eyes fixed on the distant future, they love the human beings they imagine, but never care about the human beings around them.

Heroes throughout history seem to have this character.

Being able to focus on personal happiness after making great sacrifices can be considered wise.

"I think people should still have a sense of awe. There is an old Chinese saying that goes, 'Do your best and accept your fate.'"

"Destiny? I never believe in such illusory things."

The high priest's tone was harder than stone. He believed in God and that God really existed.

As for the so-called destiny, in his eyes, it is nothing more than an excuse for the loser and the humble words of the winner, and is not worth mentioning.

He firmly believes that man can conquer nature.

"Yeah, I do think destiny exists," Gilley shrugged. Working in the FBI, he has met many ambitious heroes.

Their transition from success to regret is often due to a moment of bad luck.

Merlin, the leader of the Fairy Guild, is a good example.

He had been able to escape the goblin killer Adolf for so many years, but once he was accidentally caught, all the ambition hidden in his chest disappeared.

However, Gilley did not try to convince the high priest to believe in destiny. Those who have reached this level have three views that others cannot interfere with. "Enough of small talk.