I, the god, recruit witches to make money

Elder Maeda was the first to speak: "What do you mean by that?"

"That's what I meant. I used magic to imprison the God of Spring in my body, making Him my power furnace, providing me with strength at all times."

The Wuxiang Old Mother slowly told them the shocking fact, causing an uproar among the believers present.

"Even if you are the leader of a religion, you cannot be so disrespectful to God!"

Someone shouted loudly.

He obeys the leader's words because of the God of Spring, not because the leader believes in the God of Spring and is a true believer.

"Yes, that's right, your remarks are rude!" "Take them back!"

Most of the people who were shouting were from the middle and lower levels of the church. The higher-ups, such as the two elders, had already knelt down and said, "Great God, please guide us forward."

"it is good."

The Wuxiang Old Mother nodded, and her upper body turned into liquid and pounced forward like a huge wave on the sea.

In the blink of an eye, all those who objected were swallowed up by her.

The scene was quite quiet.

All the surviving believers were trembling with fear.

The Wuxiang old mother wiped her mouth with her hand and said with a hint of mockery in her eyes: "How long are you going to hide there?

Little one. "

Looking towards the dense forest, a hint of murderous aura caused the leaves in the forest to shake, and the exposed man no longer concealed his body.

Kaminagi Soutarou slowly stepped out of the woods, his face remaining cold, knowing that what he had caught was not a small fish, but a huge shark, and he would most likely die here.

He underestimated the strength of the Cult of the God of Spring.

Originally, he thought that the strongest was just a seventh-level warrior, and that he alone was enough to deal with and annihilate the other party. He never expected that the Formless Mother could actually do such an incredible thing as devouring the gods.

The world is getting more and more outrageous.

The seventh realm has become unable to protect itself, the eighth realm is worse than a dog, and the ninth realm seems to be everywhere.

They are all my enemies.

Kaminagi Soutarou sighed quietly in his heart, not understanding why his luck was so bad.

The two elders' faces changed, realizing that they were the ones who attracted the enemy. They quickly said, "Please forgive us, Master. It's all because of our poor performance that the enemy caught up with us."

"It doesn't matter."

Wuxiang Old Mother didn't care so much and asked with interest: "Are you willing to submit to me?"

If you want to achieve great things, you definitely can't be a lone commander. Wuxiang Laomu needs more subordinates, not just flatterers, but also people who can do practical things.

Kaminagi Soutarou is obviously a good choice.

She had heard of this man's deeds a long time ago.

"Hmph, how could I submit to someone like you?" Kaminagi Soutarou sneered coldly.

At this point, the only thing left is death.

He would never yield to such a sinister and despicable person.

"Haha." The Wuxiang old mother smiled and didn't care about his cold attitude. She thought she had plenty of ways to make the other party degenerate into a dog lying at her feet.

"The weak have no right to refuse the strong. If you want to die, you have to ask me first."

The Wuxiang Old Mother raised her hand.

Kaminagi Soutarou immediately summoned Garako, and just as the holy pure white wings spread out, the liquid arms pierced through both shoulders and bit off the wings directly.

Garako shrank back into Kaminagi Soutarou in pain.

The liquid hand retracted and solidified into an arm as white as mutton fat. It gently lifted up the black hair and said, "I won't agree. Even death is a luxury for you. You can still beg for forgiveness by kneeling down and kissing the back of my feet."

“…” Kaminagi Soutarou pursed his lips. The pain made his will waver. The gap in strength made him despair. He looked at the outstretched foot, which was glowing faintly under the sunlight.

There seems to be something tempting in my heart, but it's not a loss...

His mind was in a trance, but he still said in a hoarse voice: "Dream."

"Human will is more fragile than you think. Your so-called persistence is too little pain. I am not in a hurry. I will slowly test your upper limit and push him down."

The Wuxiang Old Mother turned around and ordered her men to step forward, while she discussed with the two elders how to take Japan into her possession.

"Ah!" Two exclamations came from behind.

The old mother Wuxiang's pupils shrank, she turned around abruptly and saw the ashes floating in the air.

The three of them stood on the right side of Kaminagi Soutarou.

One man and two women.

"Bai Shi," Wu Xiang's mother murmured in a low voice, recognizing this powerful man from the Ninth Realm, "How did you find me?"

As for the aura, she should have smoothed it all out.

"When I want to find you, I will find you naturally."

Shiraishi answered calmly, his eyes fixed on her.

The deep gaze was a little hazy, and Wu Xiang Old Mother couldn't tell for a moment whether she was looking at herself or looking through her at a deceased person. "Is your first love going to look like me?"

"Of course not. I'm just wondering why the God of Spring in you hasn't come out yet?"

Bai Shi replied calmly.

"Hmph, He can't get out. He's been captured by me." The Faceless Mother wanted to say that she had swallowed the God of Spring. Dark energy suddenly poured out of her mouth, and the magic spell she had set up was completely useless.

My internal organs seemed to be carried away by the dark torrent.

"God, you did this on purpose."

The old mother Wuxiang let out her final roar in grief and anger.

Nicholas did not respond. He had already become a madman due to years of torture.

The magic ritual to imprison gods is just a personal belief, it does not mean that they can actually be imprisoned.

If He wanted to escape, He could break free from the restraints in a minute.

In the final analysis, he is only at the seventh realm, not even the eighth realm. How could he have the foresight to create a magic formula to imprison a god?

It's all just a crazy woman's fantasy.

Nicholas' figure caused the believers behind him to twist and turn into indescribable lumps of flesh, and blood spurted out as if it was free.

Kaminagi Soutarou asked Shiraishi to block it and it had no effect.

"It was you who dealt with Narcissa." Nicholas looked at Bai Shi and did not show the madness that the other gods showed when they first saw him. There were still some benefits to staying in the body of the Formless Mother.

Let Him temporarily buffer the impact of staring at the white stone, so that his sanity will not collapse at this moment.

"Well, do you still recognize the people around me?"

Bai Shi asked.

Nicholas lowered his head, his wine-red eyes staring at him, full of anger.

"Those eyes... Really, you were the little girl back then. Fate is truly strange."

"Give her eyes and her hands and feet back."

"Will you let me go back then?"

Bai Shi hesitated for a moment; things were not quite as he had imagined.

He didn't expect that the Wuxiang Old Mother reached such a state not through sacrifice, but by directly swallowing the God of Spring.

What I didn't expect was that the other party actually took the initiative to offer to return to the inner world.

Judging from Narcissa's reaction, shouldn't she fight to the death to stay in the human world?

After thinking about it, Bai Shi nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you, this won't happen again."

"The deal is established."

Nicholas raised his hand, and the tentacle as thin as a vine moved forward and touched Komori Aoi's forehead.

In an instant, a soft halo flashed across the whole body.

The lost eyes, limbs and hands returned to her body.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and Komori Aoi slowly opened her eyes, staring at the colors in front of her, whether it was the blue sky, the passing white clouds, or the bright red ground and twisted flesh.

Everything was so new and beautiful in her eyes.

“This is the world.”

She murmured softly, her expression complicated.

Jun Komori held her hand and said with tears in his eyes, "Sister."

"Jun, don't cry." Komori Aoi wiped the corners of her sister's eyes, trying to wipe away the tears that were about to flow, but she couldn't help but shed tears.

The scene of deep sisterly love did not make Nicholas stop to watch. His body quietly dissipated into the air and returned to the inner world.

Bai Shi did not stop him.

Now this ending is good. The God of Spring is kept to avenge Jun Komori in the future, and it can also prevent Him from staying in the human world.

It's the best of both worlds.

Chapter 301 Girl and God

The sliding door of the living room was open, welcoming the warm breeze warmed by the sunshine in the April afternoon. The wind blew the long golden hair of the girl sitting behind the low table. She sat there, looking outside from time to time.

Thinking in my heart.

The problem of the Komori sisters and the Cult of the Spring God, she cupped the cold juice in her hand and took a sip.

On the other side of the table, Guilongyuan Meiya was playing Tiger Pounce with Caesar, you bite me and I bite you.

She really can bite, is not afraid of getting dirty, and can play wrestling. Even though she is playing with animals, she never lets go.

Every time, Caesar was completely defeated, making it come to its owner for comfort with a wronged look on its face. Then, it would happily continue to play with Guilongyuan Meiya.

Caesar is a novice and a playful person.

The thudding sound and the crisp laughter seemed to bring people into that hot summer in advance.

The environment where Guilongyuan is located is often associated with enthusiasm, reminiscent of summer in June.

Then I thought, it was another early summer festival.

Will there be so many people this year?

Kaminagi Rin's thoughts were scattered outside. She felt a little bit of urgency in this turbulent era, and was very willing to compete with those up-and-coming talents.

As long as you continue to become stronger, no matter how many people there are or how competitive the environment is, you can stand out.

That's what she thought.

"Roar!" Two heads, one big and one small, came up in front of him and suddenly roared.

Kaminagi Rin calmly put down the cup and said calmly: "What are you doing?"

Caesar shrank his tiger head, and Guilongyuan Meiya held its neck with one arm to prevent it from getting scared. She smiled and said, "Are you scared?"

"No, I always welcome challenges."

There was a hint of pride in Kaminagi Rin's answer. She raised her head slightly, and her amber eyes revealed a bit of disdain.

"You're lying. I saw you were so scared that you clenched the cup with both hands and almost spilled the juice."

"That's an illusion caused by your shaking head." Kaminagi Rin was unwilling to admit the fact that she was frightened by the other party while she was thinking about something.

As they argued, Caesar smelled a familiar scent and moved his head outside.

The two girls stopped arguing and turned to look outside the living room.

The pond was shimmering in the sunlight. Shiraishi stood outside the corridor, with the Komori sisters, whose eyes were a little red, beside him.

Looking at Komori Aoi's clear eyes, Kiryuin Miya smiled and said loudly: "Oh, Komori Aoi, are your eyes, hands and feet okay?"

"Well, Guilongyuan, you are really beautiful."