I Became an Anonymous Boss

It's natural to miss the house. When things at home make you upset, it's time to go for a walk.

But this is obviously not a small matter.

...should refuse.

She told herself so.

The witch is not a peach taken away by Bowser, nor a princess taken away by a dragon.

She stood on the scaffold by her own will, so she would not leave, nor could she escape.

"Sorry..." The witch slowly shook her head, "No."

Shirataki's smile froze, and he scratched his hair in embarrassment.

...Rejected, fucking embarrassing, shit.

...Sure enough, this kind of strike-up is not suitable for me, like a Tie Hanhan.

...But I guessed it at the beginning, she definitely wouldn't agree.

So he smiled: "It's okay, I forgive you."

The witch didn't know what to say, so she nodded, "Yes."

Shirataki crossed his arms and said, "You don't agree, so I'm going to rob someone."

"Huh?" The witch frowned, her eyes filled with 'something wrong with you'.

"Do you know the sunk cost?" Shirataki asked.

"I've never heard of it." The witch shook her head.

"If you invest too much in one thing, no matter the outcome is good or bad, you have to bite the bullet and give it a try in the end. The word that best describes 'sunk cost' is what I say in my hometown..." Shirataki said: coming."

He solemnly said: "Since I'm here, I don't intend to return empty-handed."

"You..." The witch bit her lower lip, "Why are you so stubborn."

"I'll return the same question to you." Shirataki asked, "Why do you want to die so stubbornly?"

"I'm for Sunlun City..."

"I'm here for you (to live)!"

Shirataki's answer was more forceful than hers.

This straightforward sentence penetrated her heart and disturbed her thoughts.

The witch's heart was confused, she hesitated and couldn't answer.

In 300 years of life, no one has ever said such a thing to her. That is Miko-sama, that is the God of Man, everyone respects her, everyone respects her, but no one dares to say that she loves her, and embraces Amaterasu's Miko This kind of emotion itself is a kind of sin. Even if you really have this kind of thought in your heart, you will never have the chance to say it, and you are even more ashamed to express it.

Now that she has degenerated into a sinner, no one dares to love her.

So she has never heard any love words, and her life has actually stagnated at the age of 17.

Why in ancient times, one or two lines of love poems and one or two encounters could make it easy for two people to make a private decision for life?

Because they have never seen it, because they have never felt it, as long as there is a momentary heartbeat, they will be desperate for this feeling.

The witch was stunned.

She hadn't considered this possibility, or rather, she had simply forgotten about it.

This seems to be an absurd thing, but if you think about it carefully, yes, what other possibilities are there?

He broke into the shrine alone, knowing that he couldn't do it, if he wasn't dazzled by something called love, why did he do it?

She was at a loss.

She was overwhelmed.

Before, she could grit her teeth and reject the other party, but now she can't, her voice is trembling, and the tip of her tongue feels numb with electric current passing by. A feeling of satisfaction and happiness is quickly filling her mind, emptied by the loneliness and emptiness of 300 years. The heart that is firmly occupied is also being invaded, and the atrium is beating warmly, becoming more violent, noisier, and hotter.

When you are abandoned by the whole world, even by yourself, there is someone who walks up to you desperately and says 'I want you to live', that person likes you, who likes you who was abandoned by everyone...

She suddenly realized what kind of situation she was in, and the concept of love poured into her consciousness, so all rational thinking evaporated at that moment.

She is filled with happiness.

However, it is a terrible thing to give such a luxurious love to a woman who does not know what happiness is.

Shirataki was completely unaware that he had opened Pandora's Box.

His trip was for the sake of the witch, but also to kill the gods.

It's just that there is a "little problem" in the statement, but it doesn't hurt.

Shirataki thought that it would not be difficult to break through Sunlun City by himself, and his sacrifice was far from that much, and it was not enough to move people to tears.

He mistook Miko's silence for resistance, so he planned to forcefully snatch her away.

At this moment, the unbearable chief priest finally spoke out. He threw the guard in his hand recklessly, but the target was the demon.

"Sky Congyun, kill him!"

Chapter 380

This move is quite right. Although the head priest is timid, he still has his brains.

As long as Shirataki is killed, the source of all problems will be solved.

They were afraid of Shirataki, even the twelve generals were defeated, and even the barrier was broken

If such a person wants to forcibly interrupt the ceremony, it will be too late, and Tianzhi Congyun has been slow to obey the command, unwilling to kill the witch, dawdling, let alone poking in, even not willing to get close.

It is a demonic sharp blade, and it obviously wants the blood of a strong man more than a weak witch.

Shirataki fit the target, and because of his appearance, the clouds in the sky turned around.

The attitude of this sword is clearly 'Let me kill him, or I won't move'!

The head priest's hesitation finally turned into fury and ferocity, and he threw out the guard, obeying the wishes of the cloud of the sky, and aimed directly at Shirataki.

Cong Yun pointed with his sword, full of murderous intent, and the wind was surging in an instant.

The power of that peerless demon is in this sword, so even if no one wields it, it still has the power to destroy mountains and mountains.

The phantom of the big snake emerges, Yamata no Orochi, the eight-headed monster, each head exhales different powers of wind, fire and thunder, and these elemental powers converge into a pure white cloud, entangled around it, forming a huge phantom .

The witch's face changed, and she shouted: "Run away..."

Shirataki chuckled, "Why did you run away?"

He doesn't like to give in to bastards, let alone face monsters, he can't back down.

Shirataki took a step forward, his footsteps fell, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and the black clouds surged like a furious tide.

An invisible phantom took shape, standing among the black clouds.

Shirataki's left pupil glowed crimson. He didn't consider using illusion, because the will in the sword had already locked him, and he probably couldn't escape.

Simply do not hide.

He picked up the heavy hammer and said to himself: "Anyway, later generations have never seen this sword, so it doesn't matter if it breaks."

Clouds in the sky galloped with a sword, and at the moment of movement, phantoms formed by clouds also rushed in, entangled on the blade, snake shadows formed into a group, intertwined and turned into a giant python of clouds, if it was a big snake before, then At this time, it is more like a dragon. The changes of the dragon can be big or small, can rise or hide, big can swallow clouds and fog, small can hide its shape, hidden can hide in the waves, and rise can soar in the universe. among.

If the Yamata no Orochi didn't die back then, but devoured Suzhan Mingzun, maybe it could also transform into a real dragon.

Just like certain capitals, although there are many bloody debts, they can also go ashore to wash their hands and earn some fame as a philanthropist.

...Damn it, this metaphor disgusts me.

Shirataki almost vomited, he held the fourth-style thunderbolt with his backhand, and poured the rest of his energy into it, so the heavy hammer began to expand.

Once you get used to it, the hammer really gets better and better.

Thunder Hammer and Congyun Serpent brazenly confronted each other.

The top of the shrine ushered in an unprecedented strong shock, the top of the mountain collapsed to a certain extent, many buildings were shaken to the point of cracking, and the turbulent and rolling clouds dispersed to the surroundings like a tide.

The real man's confrontation has always been against Bo.

The outcome of Duobo is nothing more than to see where the camera is located and who has the loudest voice.

Shirataki's feet sank into the ground, and he was pushed back by the violent force.

The cloud serpent roared, swallowing all the thunderbolts attached to the four-style thunderbolt.

When he took the first step back, he couldn't stop, and after the first step, there was a second step, so his footsteps sank into the ground, pulling out a gully tens of meters long, and after being swallowed by the thunder The four-style thunderbolt is also getting smaller and smaller. It is not enough to compete with the Congyun sword. If it is a 40-meter sledgehammer after eating the entire sky thunder, it is certainly enough to suppress and kill it, but it is a pity that the thunder is not so coincidental.

Cong Yunjian spits out letters like a poisonous snake, stabs forward, and after a clear bang, the four styles of thunder are released.

Bai Taki's tiger's mouth was shattered, he didn't care about anything else, and directly clasped Cong Yunjian's blade with both hands.

The blade cut through the skin, pierced the flesh, and got stuck on the bone. The pain pierced the skin and penetrated to the bone.

The veins on Bai Taki's forehead bulged, and blood gushed out. He was drunk by Cong Yun's sharp sword, but his hands couldn't hold the weapon more and more.

The vitality is being stripped, and the big snake is drinking his blood.

The sweet taste made it approach even more crazily, wanting to pierce through Shirataki's heart and drink his blood.

... so bold.

... What a snake swallowing elephant!

...But a mere big snake dares to swallow a demon?

Shirataki was enraged: "I don't know how to live or die...!"

The Heavenly Demon True Qi was reversed, and the Heavenly Demon True Qi that passed through the eight extraordinary meridians formed a vacuum space in the palm of the hand.

- Heavenly Demon Eats!

Shirataki doesn't like to eat people, let alone eat human blood steamed buns, but since he is a monster, you don't have to be polite.

If you dare to drink my blood, I will eat your soul.

The influx of cloud energy is an incomparably pure force.

The clouds in the sky are the source of power of Yamata no Orochi, and it is also the embodiment of its condensed power. It is the sharpest sword in the world.

Shirataki devouring its cloud energy is also equivalent to directly devouring the power source of the monster, and it is even more efficient, with almost no impurities.