Jiraiya's Heroic Stories: Genshin Impact

From Heulia's introduction, neither the Lonely King of the Tower, Diocarapian, nor the North Wind Wolf King, Andrius, seemed to be suitable to be a god.

This should be the worst situation for Jiraiya and Uchiha Madara. They can't help one side defeat the other, but have to support a new force.

The key is to find the right person, or the one chosen by God...

"trouble……"

Madara looked displeased at the surging undercurrent in the salt land. In the dead of night, in a city without entertainment, there were crowds of people. It was not right to think about it.

"Master, I smell iron."

A country that had given up on resisting foreign invasions had a large number of swords appearing. These swords were naturally not aimed at outsiders... but at their protectors.

"We can't keep wasting time like this!"

"Yes, yes! If we continue like this, there will be no future for us! The land will become less and less! Our material space will also become less and less!"

"Right, right, right! Why not kill her now? Look at how powerful this god is coming over here! Everyone has seen it! He easily killed three middle-level demon gods! If it's that god, he will definitely be able to protect us!"

Yes, yes, yes!

Yes, yes, yes, yes!

Yes, yes, yes!

……

It was unknown whether the people acted spontaneously or in an organized manner, but in just half an hour, the Salt City, deep in the earth, was engulfed in flames from south to north and from east to west.

As if hypnotizing themselves, people constantly find excuses for their atrocities to deceive their consciences.

People, whatever you do is right...

"Tuanzi, I'm so scared..." It seemed that the mob holding torches below evoked some uneasy memories in Tuanzi, and she shrank into Jiraiya's arms in panic.

At this moment, Heulia, the master of the Land of Salt, was frantically using her last bit of strength to fly to the center of the city.

The exhaustion of her strength made her blind, and she could only rely on her own elemental perception to understand what was happening in front of her. The strong fire element surrounded her in the center.

Heulia could only humbly say: "I don't know which demon god has come. I apologize for not welcoming you. If you need anything, please come to me. Please don't harm my people."

She really has gotten used to this... I wonder how many times she has bowed her head like this to protect the people?

"Heulia! Stop pretending! You no longer have any treasures to part with! You even gave away the Nine Souls Pearl that could seal the soul!"

"That's it! That's it..."

Listening to the noisy voices of the people, Heulia, who had just retained the last majesty of a demon, suddenly froze in place.

His eyes, no longer able to see the world, looked around blankly.

There are scattered fire elements here. There are no powerful demons here, only people holding torches who need their protection.

"What are you doing...?" Heulia maintained her last bit of tenderness.

However, the people no longer care about all this. The idea of ​​guilt has long been worn away by the worsening living conditions...

"Heulia, our God of Salt! Since you love us so much, please die here! In exchange for a better life for us!"

"That's right! Lord God... If you keep holding on like this, you will eventually die in pain. Let us put an end to your suffering as soon as possible! Isn't this what you wish for?"

……

The crowd chatted with each other and kept moving towards Heulia in the center with torches in their hands.

At this moment, Heulia completely lost her dignity as a god, and collapsed to the ground like a little girl whose dreams were shattered, holding her hair in disbelief.

When the first sword of selfishness from the people came, a reassuring figure with white hair and red clothes finally appeared behind Heulia.

"The technique of messing up the lion's hair!"

Jiraiya used a random ninjutsu to clear a large area of ​​land. Dealing with these people was even easier than dealing with the treasure-stealing groups before.

Seeing Jiraiya's intrusion, Uchiha Madara snorted coldly, and jumped into the crowd from a high place with Xiaoyun and Tuanzi.

The force is so powerful that the wind and waves caused by landing are enough to knock over ordinary people who are close to it.

"With Master Jiraiya and his followers here..."

Uchiha Madara: "Follower?"

"Of course Lord Uchiha Madara is here, so please don't be rude!" Although Jiraiya was making exaggerated movements, he was still observing Heulia's actions carefully.

I had already been vaccinated this morning, but... it seems that these demons are not the kind of people who think carefully. Some of them are the type who tend to go to extremes.

Although I guessed that these people would most likely betray me, I didn't expect them to come so early. Maybe it was because my group came back again? These people wanted to seize this opportunity.

Sure enough, when Jiraiya and Uchiha Madara arrived, the mobs put down their rusty weapons and knelt down devoutly in front of Uchiha Madara and Jiraiya.

They came to seek the protection of the gods, not to fight with them. If they could deal with a god in his prime, they would naturally have no need to seek any protection.

"We beg the two gods to protect us poor people!" The crowd knelt and prayed.

However, neither Uchiha Madara nor Jiraiya were moved. "Having seen a farmer killed by a snake, would you save another snake that bites people?" Uchiha Madara said coldly.

Uchiha Madara is not a kind person who can completely let go of hatred...

"No, my Lord God, if Heulia continues like this, she will only die in agony. We are ending her suffering like this, and this short pain is better than a long one.

And as long as she sacrifices, she can get the dream she has always dreamed of. Is there anything wrong with that? "

People can always find excuses for themselves, and then continue to add to them...

But Uchiha Madara was not the kind of person who would listen to anyone's excuses, and his incomplete form of Susanoo instantly appeared among the crowd.

The blue skeleton grabbed the person who had just spoken in its palm.

"Use my honorific title!" Uchiha Madara said majestically.

The man was so frightened that he said hurriedly, "God! I used a honorific just now! I did!"

And Uchiha Madara grabbed him and brought him to Heulia, saying, "What use is it to me? It's for her! Remember, she is the god who protects you."

Looking at the once high-spirited Demon of Salt, Heulia was now kneeling in front of him in such a decadent manner.

The people seemed to recall something...

"The God of Salt - Lady Heulia..."

Just this one sound was such a mockery to Heulia!