Comprehensive: Problem Gods Come From Arcadia

Los Angeles.

As one of the largest cities in America, it gathers people from all over the world.

This is the melting pot of human species, a degenerate capital that coexists with depravity and prosperity, presenting a state of chaos.

In this city, hermits and heretics abound.

The earliest reason was the Earth Mother Goddess who fell here hundreds of years ago.

After the death of the God of Disobedience, with an extremely small probability, some remains will be left behind.

These remains are called "Angel's Skeleton" in the mouths of European magicians.

It is a holy relic that can bestow powerful magical powers on its heirs.

And Anshela's goal is this.

As the progenitor of the gods, she is more eager than anyone else for the angelic skeleton of the Earth Goddess, trying to use this powerful holy relic to return to the status of the Earth Goddess.

However, everything was destroyed, and the found angel should be destroyed by the bullet of the magic gun.

Brainwashed by the hero movie, the masked man who called himself John Smith.

This is the source of the animosity between the two parties.

As a result, Anshela embarked on a criminal path that terrorized the people of Los Angeles.

The terrorists who wrecked countless Los Angeles people were spawned by Hades who guarded Los Angeles.

Presumably this karma would cause unimaginable pain to that disgusting man.

However, Anshela, who was about to blow up a building recently, noticed something was wrong.

The warning given to her by You Shi became less and less.

As the ancestors of gods, witches and witches, they are born to obtain information from the nether world, and even predicting the future is not impossible.

And as the leader of the terrorists, Anshela paid special attention to this point, and made more than 20 predictions every day.

But now, foreknowledge gives less of an answer.

The response was 12% less than usual. Putting it on other witches, they might think that they are in a bad state today.

But Anshela would not.

She made action arrangements through massive predictions and data.

Therefore, the effect of prediction has an understanding that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

On the third floor of an apartment, Anshela sat on the sofa, facing the window, and muttered to herself:

"A god ancestor is eyeing me, or more than a dozen high-ranking witches are cooperating to covertly interfere with me?"

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a conservatively dressed woman pushed the door and walked:

"Master Anshela, it's time to change the base."

An average of 3 hours to change the stronghold, this is Anshela's means of escaping tracking.

The method of transfer is sometimes walking, sometimes teleportation through the netherworld, changing appearance, using false identities, and it is basically the norm.

This time, however, Anshela felt that all methods were not safe.

Thinking of this, Anxiela immediately stood up, and said with a gloomy expression:

"Cancel the planned transfer. From now on, I will take over the entire transfer of the stronghold."

"Yes!" The subordinate did not ask, but accepted the order directly.

At this time, placement said:

"The action originally used to sanction John Smith was also cancelled. I have a hunch that that man is preparing a big conspiracy."

"yes!"

The woman in front of her nodded and raised her head stiffly.

However, at this time, Anxiela couldn't help but took a step back, looking at the woman in front of her with a gloomy expression:

"Spiritual spell, who are you?"

"Long time no see, Ashira."

A voice as sweet as spring water came from the woman's mouth, and her pupils just turned into black vertical pupils, like snake-like vertical pupils:

"As I imagined, what you are here is a false body? Are you hiding in the netherworld?"

Hearing the memorable name, Anshela was silent for a moment, and from that faint divinity, she thought of a familiar existence:

"Ishtar, is that you?!!"

With a smile on her face, the woman looked at Anshela with black pearl-like eyes and said:

"Now I should be called Athena."

"Athena..."

Anshela chewed on the name, and finally showed a sad smile:

"Is that so? The news from Europe is true." Are you forced to fall too? Pallas Athena.

The news came about 3 days ago.

Athena was killed by humans, and the new king was the intelligence of the Orientals.

Originally, Anxiela thought it was just a rumor, but seeing Athena possessing her subordinate in front of her, she believed it a little bit.

The Earth Mother, who was defeated by the Heroes of Steel, may be deprived of her godhood.

And this is not the first time that Athena, the head of the Earth Mother, has been defeated.

From the goddess king of the Trinity, to Metis and then to Athena, and finally divided into the godhead of Medusa.

And now, it was another defeat.

Anshela looked at Athena vigilantly and said, "Have you become a servant of the new king?"

The Earth Mother, who was forced to demote, had no power to resist her master's words.

Athena, who was downgraded to the god ancestor for the first time, was probably forced to do so, and judging from the current situation, the new ugliness seems to have fallen on her.

"Yes, and no."

Athena replied ambiguously:

"I have shared eternal life, personality, godhead, and everything with him. It is fine to call him my Zeus, because I will be the 'wisdom' to assist him in thinking."

"Are you crazy?"

Anshela showed an incomprehensible expression.

Although Shenzu is a limited god, his spirit is free.

It is not impossible that the ancestors who deliberately cheated and killed their masters did not exist.

But Athena is obviously outrageous.

This is clearly surrendering his own existence.

While preparing the escape technique, Anxiela said coldly:

"Has your wisdom been completely destroyed by defeat?"

But at this moment, Athena suddenly laughed.

Anshela was also at this moment, her face turned pale.

While talking, her body hiding in the netherworld was caught.

In the void, black air currents like snakes continuously twisted their bodies and dragged the petite figure out of the void.

It was a petite girl with a thin body and flat curves, but with a youthful allure.

She was covered with rough linen, like a suffering ascetic, her limbs were blocked by black chains, and even her head was not spared.

That posture is like a butterfly caught in a spider's web.

"This power..." Anshela struggled desperately, but found that her resistance was useless.

The strength of the two sides is not at the same level at all, but the crushing of the weak by the strong.

Feeling this power, Anxiela widened her eyes, and looked at the silver-haired goddess who came out of the void in front of her, wearing a cat-ear knitted hat and a human school uniform:

"You're not downgraded at all!!"

The goddess Athena did not degenerate into a god ancestor, so what is the so-called god killer?

In an instant, Anshela fell into panic.

She suspects that she is involved in a terrible conspiracy.

And worst of all, she could be the first-rate sacrificial offering.

"You know too much, Ashera." Athena said quietly.

coffee house.

After waiting for 30 minutes, Su Jin picked up the phone and answered the call:

"Huh? What? No target found?"

Su Jin frowned, then put down the phone, looked at Annie in front of her, and said with a strange look on her face:

"Pluto, your information seems a bit unreliable!"

"ah?"

Annie froze. .