I Became a God in Tokyo

Game over.

On the desktop of the Divine Dao Tool, a layer of misty clouds emerged, rushing towards the Lord of Amakusa.

With the appearance of clouds and mist, Lord Amakusa's bright black eyes instantly lost their luster.

There are four different colors of light emerging from his body.

These are its four souls.

But just before the cloud and mist engulfed the Lord of Amakusa, Bai Mujun suddenly waved his hand to disperse the cloud and mist.

The four souls that had been separated from the body flickered slightly, and then returned to the main body of Amakusa.

Lord Amakusa's eyes regained their brightness.

But he still stood there silently, as if he was digesting what he had just seen.

After a long time, it finally asked slowly.

The witchcraft you just cast is mine, right?

Exactly. Bai Mujun nodded slightly.

I copied Your Excellency's sorcery, and then used four Fahai to enlarge it, and then fine-tuned it with the other two Fahai's sorcery, and finally achieved this effect.

The Lord of Amakusa was taken aback.

Copy your own sorcery?

Your surname is Uchiha?

and

Can the sorcery that runs in my blood be learned at a glance?

It's too hurtful, right?

The Lord of Amakusa had a resentful expression on his face.

It looked at Bai Mujun, and said unwillingly.

Priest, I have already thought of you very strongly.

I didn't expect that your strength is beyond my imagination.

but--

Even so, do you think I'll give up?

Little Zhengtai raised his head suddenly, and looked at Bai Mujun ferociously.

Your Excellency, why are you so obsessed with obsession. Bai Mujun sighed.

No matter what, my daughter must have my surname! the Lord of Amakusa said bitterly.

A trace of determination flashed in its eyes.

Morning!

Master Amakusa, what's your order? Suga Hayato beside him bowed respectfully.

The Lord of Amakusa glanced at Kunou Rena, and then ordered with a blank expression.

From now on, call me Lord Jiuyi.

Hearing this sentence, Suga Hayato looked a little stunned.

But still relying on the housekeeping qualities honed over the years, he nodded in response.

.Yes, Lord Jiuyi.

Ah this?

Bai Mujun was also taken aback.

Join if you can't beat it?

This operation is a bit of a show to him.

That, you. There's no need to do this.

Rena Kunou at the side finally couldn't help but speak.

She looked at Mrs. Xiaozheng and said sincerely.

Sorry, I can't accept it yet, you said you are my father's business.

Even so, that might be true.

Because I have parents who accompany me, and family members who have been with me for more than ten years

They all love me and I cannot and will not leave them.

Hearing these words, Lord Amakusa suddenly fell silent.

It silently glanced at Kunou Rena, but didn't speak.

It's just that the dark eyes are lower and lower.

but if

Kunou Rena hesitated for a moment, then continued.

If it's just a title, you are willing to call me Amakusa Rena, I can accept it.

Hearing this, Lord Amakusa suddenly raised his head in disbelief.

The tears in the eyes are still rolling.

The small face stared blankly at Kunou Rena for two seconds, as if asking whether what Kunou Rena said was true.

It wasn't until Rena Kokonoe nodded slightly again that Lord Amakusa showed a sincere smile and responded emphatically.

Um!

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Bai Mujun nodded slightly.

Then he asked the Lord of Amakusa.

I don't know if you are free, I still have questions to ask.

He knew it when he saw the four souls of the Lord of Amakusa just now.

The Lord of Amakusa is not the man behind the scenes hiding in Tokyo that he is looking for.

Because Bai Mujun had never seen such a pure wild soul.

Such a wild soul cannot be a monster who enslaved Gui Pai and committed crimes.

But as a big monster who can escape Bai Mujun's search, Lord Amakusa probably knows some secrets.

Stop, we'll talk about it tomorrow if we have any questions.

The Lord of Amakusa looked at Kunou Rena distressedly, and said unhappily.

What time is it, don't let my daughter sleep too late.

Morning man, we're going back.

Yes. Sugahaya bowed down respectfully, and held the hand of Lord Amakusa.

Priest Baimu, let's go first.

Then he shook the silver bell in his hand.

Amidst the light ringing of the bell, streaks of white light leaped out from the silver bell, enveloping the two of them.

Disappeared in place.

Among the white light.

Hayato Suga looked at the young Shota who was full of joy, and finally couldn't help but speak.

Master Amakusa, I have a question I want to ask.

Huh? Just ask. The Amakusa Lord was in a very comfortable mood at the moment.

You just now, why did you release the water?

Obviously in the first game, you can win directly.

Oh. Lord Amakusa replied indifferently.

I just wanted to stay with my daughter for a while, I didn't expect to lose at all.

Suddenly remembered something.

It blinked, a happy smile appeared on its face again, and its small hand tugged at the corner of Suga Hayato's clothes.

Excited.

Zaoren, why do you think my daughter is so cute?

Suga Hayato smiled helplessly.

He has heard this question countless times in the past seventeen years.

After the Lord Amakusa left.

Bai Mujun glanced at the dilapidated shrine behind him, and couldn't help frowning.

On the access road, there are large damaged pits everywhere.

Especially the hall of worship, more than half of it has collapsed.

The main culprit who caused the shrine to be damaged like this was the batch of spirit ghosts that suddenly appeared.

When the Tokyo capital was cleared before, such a powerful spirit ghost had never been found.

Is it a powerful spirit ghost from other places?

Or is it like the previous Shadow Girl, hidden in some kind of space magic?

Bai Mujun thought.

However, the urgent need is to restore the shrine.

Otherwise, tomorrow morning, we will not be able to receive believers.

According to the speed of human construction, it must be too late.

Fortunately, I have a professional team here to save the situation.

However, the monsters who stayed in Tokyo are still helping Leiming Temple to rebuild.

There may not be enough monsters.

Bai Mujun took out his mobile phone and wanted to contact the nine-tailed cat demon first.

Suddenly he remembered that because he was too anxious to rush back, the nine-tailed cat demon and other monsters were still in Shikoku.

He pondered for a while.

Immediately, he sent a message to the Nine-tailed Cat Demon.

Shikoku.

in the cave.

All the demons of the four countries are still here.

The sudden disappearance of Bai Mujun prevented the monsters from acting rashly.

At this moment, the nine-tailed cat demon is boringly using the powerful rapid WIFI water group left by the tauren.

It can also be regarded as a tauren in a sense.

Suddenly, it saw the message from Bai Mujun.

Immediately, the excited cat clapped its claws, stood up and announced to the demons.

Quickly, come here!

The priest just sent me a message, asking if there are any monsters who want to go to Tokyo to participate in the learning of the Divine Artifacts, and get back their own Divine Artifacts!

The requirement is to be a strong and healthy monster. Those who have more than 500 years of experience in earth or water escape will be given priority to register!

Quota is limited, only 30 people!

If you want to get it back, follow me later!

Tokyo, Chuo-ku.

Everything in the room is still so orderly.

The man rolled up his sleeves behind the desk that revealed a bit of antiquity.

The tip of the pen is dipped in cinnabar, and the strong pen force passes through the back of the paper to burn on another talisman.

In the shadows, suddenly a strong man with a long face as tall as two people bowed his head and stepped out cautiously.

His muscles bulged like an explosion, glowing with the luster of rocks, and looked like armor.

Looking at the man who was concentrating on drawing talismans, the strong man bowed respectfully to report.

Master, as you expected, when we attacked the shrine, Lord Amakusa appeared.

And, I fought that priest head-on.

Although I don't know the process, it was still defeated by the priest.

Reports from the strong man.

I see.

The man nodded, but his eyes never left the talisman.

He stopped his pen suddenly, and the last streak of cinnabar, like a sharp knife out of its sheath, ran through the entire talisman paper with lengthy scratches.

After finishing, he raised his head and looked at the strong man.

The eyes are like torches, as if they can dispel the darkness in the room.

The strong man's heart tightened suddenly, and he bowed his head obediently.

The man immediately withdrew his gaze, looked at the talisman that had just been completed, and murmured.

Last time, the god in charge of the day did not show up.

Then this time, it's time to restrain the gods of the night.

The moonlight is like water, and the moonlight is like practice.

On a wooden corridor.

There was a melodious tune.

Someone was sitting by the porch, looking into the distance and humming softly.

She wore the elegant and luxurious kimono loosely on her body, revealing her fair shoulders.

Moonlight-like silver-gray long hair spread out like a waterfall, scattered in the wooden corridor.

Her slender legs were hanging down the corridor, shaking back and forth.

Although just looking at the back, one can imagine that beautiful appearance.

But I still want to go around the corridor and take a look at how beautiful it should be.

But in front of the corridor, it is not a common land.

But lake water.

In the moonlight, it is as bright and calm as a mirror.

Suddenly, the woman seemed to sense something, and the pleasant tune paused slightly.

The delicate body sat up straight in an instant.

She frowned slightly.

The crystal toes leaned forward, gently touching the lake below.

Ripples suddenly appeared on the calm lake.

The ripples centered on her and continued to expand to the entire lake.

In the lake water, pictures are reflected dreamily.

Looking at the handsome face emerging from the lake.

Her pure and flawless eyes, like the bright moon, blinked.

A perfect smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

interesting.

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