foreigner's journey

Chapter 956 Masked Hero
According to the human calendar, about six years ago, a new generation of godslayers began to be born one after another.

At first it was Alexander Gascoigne, who was feared by the world [Black Prince Alec], then the superhero born in the United States who walked in the dark [Pluto], and then [Sword of the Sword] a year ago. King] Salbatley Tony, and finally [Prince of the Star Sea] Heather a month ago.

Either one is a weirdo with a unique personality.But if you want to say that it is particularly brilliant, it really is——

"Pluto! It's Pluto!"

The magicians were running around, screaming in horror, and they couldn't see the madness when they were harming the civilians.

This is Los Angeles, and the flames are spreading down the alleyway, threatening to spread to the entire block.

The nights in Los Angeles are not as beautiful and peaceful as Americans boast. In fact, once it gets dark, there are dangers all over the dark alleys and even the streets.

A group of magicians who are preying on innocent passers-by think they can run amok in Los Angeles with the power of darkness and their own magic, but they are wrong, dead wrong.

Step, step, step...

The sound of metal boot soles and trampling on the cement road was transmitted to the ears of all the magicians present.

A tall, strong figure appeared in the sea of ​​flames, ignoring the flames that were enough to scorch the flesh, just walked out of the alley in such a leisurely way, and walked towards the group of magicians who had temporarily lost their ability to move due to excessive fear.

Wearing a black iron mask to conceal his face, wearing a black cloak, a leather case for storing firearms on his waist, and boots with iron nails on his feet.

Suddenly seeing the appearance of this person's attire, those magicians who were closer immediately let out screams, trying to crawl back with hands and feet.

The leader of this group is a relatively well-known magician named Ansk.This person used to be an outstanding magician in Northern Europe. He was expelled by the Nordic Magic Union and listed as a wanted criminal a year ago because of his repeated attempts at blood sacrifices and live body research on civilians.

Ansker fled to the United States and quickly recruited a group of villains with his superb magic skills, and established a small magic association called "Bait", which has been running around in various cities in the United States and wreaking havoc.

Today, at this moment, in this bustling city called Los Angeles, their crimes are finally coming to an end.

Anske frantically pointed at Pluto and shouted: "I, I know you! You are the most vicious monster in human skin! The incarnation of disaster that can kill even noble gods!"

"As a magician, is it really okay for you to say that? Well, I am indeed the Demon Lord, and you can call me John Pluto Smith."

Pluto's clothes were licked by the flames, but there was no burn mark, and the awe-inspiring tenor sounded:

"I can't even feel the heat of this fire you started."

As long as he concentrates a little to improve his magic resistance, the magic flames burning around him can be eliminated in an instant. This is the privilege of Campione, the godslayer.

But Smith deliberately didn't do that.

The black-clothed demon king standing in the flames is a picturesque scene.John Pluto Smith was obliged to make himself dramatic, even if the only audience was these dying wizards.

He walked through the sea of ​​flames step by step, and touched the holster with the gun on his waist: "As a self-defense guard who is doing his best for the peace and stability of Los Angeles, let me send you to where you should go Bar."

As he spoke, Smith took out a pistol from his waist, which was a large-caliber six-shot revolver.

The guns were pointed at the magicians who were lying on the ground, and the voice of Hades rang in their ears:

"This is a magic bullet that can annihilate even gods. You can only shoot six shots a month. It is a very expensive bullet. In addition, the opponent is not a god of disobedience or a demon king, so I want to avoid abuse... "

Click, pull the trigger.

"Ahhh!" Anske and other magicians screamed out of excessive fear.

The magic bullet that is enough to kill a god has not been fired from the muzzle of the gun, it is a blank bullet.But the strong shock wave from the gun hit all the magicians present.

As a special weapon tailored for him by the dark elf blacksmith of Youjie, it can form a good power just by hitting the air.Of course, using gods as opponents is just a useless additional function.

The shock wave shot from the muzzle shattered the hearts of all the magicians at the same time, and also blew away the burning spell flames around them to extinguish the fire.

But the shock wave continued to spread uncontrollably, and dense glass shattering and screams sounded one after another from nearby to far street houses.

In this regard, Smith just shrugged his shoulders. This is probably the so-called small sacrifice for victory.

John Pluto Smith, it is said that people who know him will call this masked hero [a gambler who only cares about results]. Whenever he does charity vigilante activities, he will be accompanied by more or less sacrifices. Americans fear him, worship him, and call him the one who walks on the ground—[Pluto].

"So, you blasted the breakables from every building within five blocks to dust?"

In the Charlton mansion, Dennis, the old butler with a straightforward personality but loves to speak out, stared at the person in front of him:
"Precise machines that are usually not easily broken have also been severely damaged. All mobile phones and computers in the area were destroyed in an instant. It is truly a weapon in the fairy realm, my respected master."

In front of him is a red-haired girl about 24 years old. She has a beautiful appearance but is full of aloofness. She is the kind of woman who is calm and full of aristocratic fun no matter what kind of difficulties she encounters.

Anne Charlton, American Godslayer Campione, John Pluto Smith is her male identity after cross-dressing.

The 'he' who was disguised in the early stage, when asked his name, would answer [John Smith], [John Doe] and other pseudonyms to the extent that even unidentified corpses can use them.

Knowing his legend, the citizens who witnessed his shadow gave him the name of "Pluto".

Thus was born John Pluto Smith.

All warlocks are afraid of him.The people feared him and adored him at the same time.

Her initial power is also very extraordinary, it is the power usurped from the Aztec demon god [Tescatlipoca], and its name is [Meta Morpho Seth].

Tezcatlipoca, also known as the smoke mirror, is one of the most important gods in Aztec mythology, ruling over the first sun in Aztec mythology.He is the supreme divine power and the manipulator of human destiny.He represents the hurricane, the night wind, the night sky, the land, the north, the occult, beauty, leadership, war, quarrels, all human conflict, as well as obsidian and divination.

The power taken from the smoke mirror endows her with the powerful ability to transform into various postures, which is enough to deal with any enemy and any battle situation. Its diversity and versatility are self-evident.

Regarding the serious report from her old housekeeper, Annie just nodded:
"Smith did go too far. Although I think it is a necessary price for victory, I will tell him not to forget to have as little impact on the lives of citizens as possible."

"My master, you said you were conveying something to Smith, aren't you the Smith himself?"

"Indeed." After being pointed out the most fundamental fact, Anne still said as if she had nothing to do with her:
"But it is true that his philosophy of action and ethics are completely different from mine. There are things I can agree with, and there are many things I can't agree with. Sure enough, it is more appropriate to distinguish him from Anne Charlton. I believe Smith You will definitely agree with me."

The old butler echoed casually with a 'haha', and then closed his mouth.This kind of exchange has been repeated many times in the past few years, but the old housekeeper still can't understand the meaning of Anne and Smith.

"By the way, master, someone sent this letter." The old housekeeper handed over an envelope.

"Someone? Who?" Annie took the envelope casually.

"I don't know. The letter just appeared on the table in the living room. The door has never been knocked, and there are no footprints on the floor or on the blanket. It's like a gust of wind blowing through the house brought this letter by the way."

The old butler had a serious expression: "You should take a look."

Annie turned over the envelope and saw that the surface of the envelope was written in printed English like a typewriter——

[Sincerely, Anne Charlton and John Pluto Smith. 】

(End of this chapter)