From the beginning of civilization

Chapter 112 The God who wants to cause trouble.

Fan spoke a few words to Irene and Yaexia.

I returned to my room and clicked on the teleport button.

……

Katsuragi Keima lowered his head slightly, a glint in his eyes: "The underworld, the myths from China?"

Think about your future

He sighed helplessly and looked up at the ceiling: "Chihiro."

Then he shook his head and cleared his mind of those thoughts.

"No, now is not the time to think about that."

"Let's first think about how to do it. Let's restore the power of the seven goddesses."

"It's a bit difficult to conquer four at the same time, but if the person on the screen can do it, I can probably do it myself."

Keima looked back at the chat group. It felt strange, considering it had already been an hour.

"Didn't they say they would come? Why haven't they come yet? Isn't this the place they landed?"

Talk about the other side.

Fan, Bai Ling and his group were teleported.

Arrived in heaven, which is where the God of this world resides.

Then some of them are shameless and will be arrested before they say anything.

So the two groups started fighting.

Especially Wu Tina, she was having a lot of fun.

A bunch of angels were tied up with vines, and they were all female angels.

He held his weapon, breathing heavily, and whipped the other person hard.

As for Bai Ling on the other side, she just let herself go.

A light jump, and then a muscle transformation came from the sky.

He pounced on those beautiful angels or gods.

Some angels and gods kept retreating, shouting, "Don't come over here!"

Kazuma and Aqua sighed helplessly when they saw the scene.

Then he turned his gaze to the magnificent temple.

Together with Fujimaru Ritsuka, the three of them walked towards the palace arm in arm.

See if there's anything valuable inside.

By the way, I caught one, Illya who was just playing soy sauce,

Shizuka Hiratsuka followed with a sense of righteousness.

They say we are monitoring them and preventing them from doing bad things, but you know what I mean.

The Blank siblings, who had just joined the group, followed behind Fan, holding the stun guns Fan gave them, and kept shooting at the angels.

After Sora shot down the Ultimate Angel with his pistol, he opened his arms and said, "My dear sister, this game is quite fun, don't you think?"

Bai held two small pistols in his hands, waving them so hard that they left afterimages, and said, "That's right, brother."

Irena, on the other hand, rode on a broom and cast magical attacks from the sky.

Jotaro, on the other hand, controlled his Stand and attacked the crazy Ola.

But they all held back.

Shana, holding a flaming sword, shot at the surrounding soldiers.

Talking to the necklace on her chest: "There really is another world, Alastair."

"The power they used doesn't seem to be the Dharma of Freedom."

Alastor: "Shana, stop talking and focus on the battle."

Following Alastair's reminder.

Shana swung the flaming sword and slashed behind her.

Many soldiers and angels were chopped down.

……

Guanghui didn't let her come over. The main reason was that the equipment was too powerful.

Not even a trace of the enemy will be left, after all, this is not a killing mission.

Kiana, on the other hand, didn't dare to come over, fearing that she would be caught and forced to take extra lessons again.

March 7th, I am soundly sleeping

Where, that side,

He faced those main gods and the God King, but he had ended the battle long ago.

After being beaten up, the gods begged for mercy and then sat together to drink tea and chat.

Fan looked at the old guys who were kneeling on the ground with bruised faces and noses.

"You should have known about this a long time ago. Why didn't you notify your subordinates? Where are your subordinates?" There was a hint of hostility in his tone.

The old man opposite had a bruised face and touched his cheek: You little guy, you hit me so hard.

Fan glanced at him and silently raised his fist as big as a sandbag.

The other party waved his hands quickly: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I can't beat you, just do me a favor."

Another old man touched the place where he was hit.

We don't want this to happen either. It's because the new generation of gods are too arrogant.

"Otherwise, us old guys would have retired long ago."

"It's just the right time for you to come."

"I would like to ask you to help me teach them a lesson, so that they know that there are always people who are better than you."

"If they continue to be so arrogant, I'm afraid they will offend the wrong people."

Several elderly people around nodded in agreement with him.

After all, those descendants are very troublesome.

There was a cold light in everyone's eyes as they stared at the festival in front of them. Stared at by this gaze, they remained silent and lowered their heads like children who had done something wrong.

Then he said in a bad tone: "Hmph! Don't talk nonsense. What kind of compensation are you giving me? We can't work for you for nothing." Then he stretched out his hand.

After saying that, they took out a bag, and Fan looked at them with contempt.

They cautiously took out several more bags.

Fan took a bag, opened it, used the system's built-in identification function, and found a bunch of blood of fantasy creatures and some energy stones inside, so he put them away.

Only when they saw the other party put it away did the old guys breathe a sigh of relief.

Then he sat down in his seat and spoke to these old guys.

"Forget it, I'll let you go this time. Don't think I don't know what you want to do. Don't you just want to show us your power?

"But you didn't expect to be beaten by us, right?"

"All I can say is, you guys are so arrogant. Do you really think you're that powerful?"

Fan said murderously, "To be honest, I really wanted to kill you all the first time."

The old guys sat on the ground, hugged each other and started trembling.

"What were you thinking? You actually let those little girls seal the demon."

What else do those old men kneeling on the ground want to explain?

Fan waved his hand: "I don't want to hear your explanation. I don't believe it was a mistake."

The pressure suddenly reached them, and cold sweat kept flowing.

Fan stood up and stretched.

"Luckily you met me. If you had... Never mind. I won't say any more. It's just too much to tell you and you wouldn't understand."

"In short, you're lucky you met me. If you had met someone else, you would have been destroyed long ago. I never lie to anyone, if you don't believe me."

After Fan finished speaking, he took out the talisman he had been given that day and activated it slightly.

A terrifying force immediately erupted from within, and the earth emitted waves of deathly breath.

Those gods all stood up straight like little chicks, with cold sweat pouring down their faces.

Fan, shaking the talisman in his hand, continued to threaten.

"I'll let you go this time. I hope you won't do it next time. It might not be me next time. Others aren't as easy to talk to as I am."

"Okay, it's almost done. Isn't it time to end this farce?" A cold light flashed in Fan's eyes, as if to say, if you don't agree, your heads will fall off now.

The old men nodded their heads like gods, just like kowtowing machines.

Go ahead and say it. After saying that, Fan turned around and left the illusion, walking outside.

The next moment after he left, one of them was pinned to the ground and beaten by the old men.

"It's all your fault, damn it. You said you were going to test someone and they'd kill you."

"Yes, it's all my collections from all those years, and I lost them all. That's half of my fortune."

The old man curled up on the ground and shouted, "Can you blame me? Didn't you agree to it?"

But what greeted him was still a crackling beating.