I Became an Anonymous Boss

"I don't even know what the Underworld is, and I haven't even seen the gods in the depths of the black mist, but I assert in my heart that it must be invincible."

"Because they are gods, because human beings live by the breath of gods, not by their own strength."

Shirataki looked at the sea of ​​clouds, the wind blowing against the young man's cheek.

"But I don't believe in gods, and I lack reverence."

"I am a foreigner, in my place, in my world, man will conquer nature."

"The way of human beings is to give more than what is not enough. If the sky does not give it, then fight for it yourself."

"At any time, people can survive. Once there is no retreat, do they deserve to die?"

"If you don't come to this point and don't realize it, you deserve to die... Rather than being swallowed by the underworld, it's better for me to break this endless cycle with my own hands. At least it will burn to ashes and die vigorously."

Shirataki spoke quietly, like a flame burning quietly.

The witch opened her mouth, and thousands of words were stuck in her throat. She wanted to refute, but she couldn't. In the end, she even forgot to refute.

Because what Shirataki said is right, a stagnant social existence itself is lingering, and Sunlun City has lost half of its territory in a thousand years, so what happens in another thousand years?

Perhaps the witch at this time is not rational at all, but because the speaker is Shirataki, she chooses to believe whatever he says.

The witch's mind became clearer, but she was even more attracted by the man in front of her. This damned charm, this damned sweetness, this damned luck.

He who is desperate for a woman makes her happy; he who breaks reincarnation and intends to kill God makes her heart move...

When Shirataki stretched out his hand as if inviting her to a dance party: "I'm going to kill Izanami, do you want to come together?"

The witch immediately held the hand, as long as there are these words, the gods will not be afraid, and the mountains and seas will be flat: "It's an honor."

Chapter 380 Three more times like this, sooner or later sudden death

Today's shrine can be described as a mess, devastated and devastated.

Three or four of the priests died, and a dozen others were still buried under the rubble. Fortunately, the witch candidates were lucky enough to hide in the basement without being injured.

Candidates for witches are different from witches. Most of them come from folk selection, and they can become candidates for time-sharing witches if they can withstand the test of the sun's spiritual power.

When you get old, you can leave the shrine and go to work in other shrines, and you can also choose to marry and have children... Population is very important in Rilun City, so maiden candidates can get married.

About 30 miko candidates were found by the miko. She told all the developments from a calm third-person perspective, and directly stated that the 'Amazon Iwato' had been destroyed.

Over the years, in the eyes of the priestess candidates, the priestess has the status of a human god, even if she becomes a sinner, she still has a lot of prestige.In fact, if there were no problems with the ritual, no one would want Miko-sama to die.

Now the situation is completely out of control, the old head priest is so angry that he has passed out, and there are only a few people who can control the overall situation now.

The shaman arranged for the shaman candidates to cooperate with the priest to start tidying up the shrine.

This is already the third day, and there are only a dozen or so hours left before the sun is completely swallowed up.

Everyone was busy again, either disposing of the corpses, counting the losses, or cleaning up the ruins.

The order of the witch has been well carried out, and the invasion of the underworld is imminent. This is a major event of destruction of the city, and everyone has no intention of worrying about other things, and can only do what is arranged in their hands.

Coming to the path of worship, the gate of the shrine is well preserved. Although it is also destroyed in pieces, it is better than those broken walls.

The twelve god generals and several god clans who reported their duties in the shrine gathered in the open air here.

Most of the Twelve God Generals were injured, some were serious, some were not serious, some were just with red and swollen eye bags, and some were limping due to severe fractures.

What was worse was Jian Yulei, who was lying on the ground, and his gums were bleeding from time to time.

The culprit was only one person, and that person was sitting in the quiet room and adjusting his breath, but they had to blow the cool breeze here... It was a bandit act!

The Yata Crow shook his head, what the hell is this? More than a dozen beat one of them, and they were killed instead. Something is wrong with you!

A group of thousand-year-old hooligans were abruptly beaten through the entrance by an outsider.

The twelve god generals looked at each other, and shook their heads in unison, expressing that it is not our fault, but his fault. Cow beer, why don't you go up and try it yourself?

The crow rolled its eyes, and said to itself, are you stupid? I'm going to fight him, isn't it just a bird's head given away for nothing?

This wave, this wave is disgusting. I am keeping the fire and not giving him five kills.

After all, I was the only one missing, and he wiped us out.

The other gods were almost persuaded, and then they all gave it a mouthful.

But that's not the point anymore. The Yata Yata crow doesn't fight Shirataki for two reasons. One is that it can't beat it; the other is that it doesn't want to watch the witch die.

What happened after that, although it saw it, it didn't want to care about it, and it can completely express the mood of the Yata Crow in one sentence.

— Destroy it, hurry up, I'm tired.

It was so dejected that it had already had a pessimistic attitude towards Sunlun City.

With the appearance of a footstep, those generals who stared at each other and sent Morse code with their eyelids sat upright.

The witch is here.

"Your Majesty the Witch." The Yatagaraya and the generals said respectfully.

"Everyone, the injury is serious." The witch said with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay." The generals looked very guilty.

"I wanted to give you a good rest, but there are still some things that need to be clarified." The witch said seriously: "If you don't want to listen, you can leave. I won't stop you."

The gods didn't move, and they had nowhere to go. The only remaining place in the world is Sunlun City, but now this remaining place is about to be swallowed up by the underworld.

"Since you have no objections, then I will speak straight to the point."

"Although many things have happened, everyone must be dissatisfied, but we have no time to worry about these small things."

"The Underworld is about to attack, we have to defend Sunlun City no matter what..." The witch looked at the silence of these generals: "I know, you want to say that this is impossible, because the Underworld will engulf the city." Everything, but we have no other choice, either fight to the death or wait for death...I won’t say this is for righteousness or anything, just to keep us alive.”

Qinglong said: "I originally planned to fight to the death. It is my long-cherished wish to fight against the Nether World of Huangquan."

Teng Snake touched his sore chin, and said, "Gan Wo, pot..."

His words leaked because several teeth were hammered out.

The other generals also agreed one after another. Regardless of the severity of the injury, they knew that they had no choice. The fate of warriors is to fight to the death. They will not regret it, but their morale cannot be said to be high.

At this time, a voice came, and Jian Yulei asked in a low voice: "Can you hold it..."

The witch replied: "I can't keep it..."

Even if all the young and middle-aged are fighting against the Nether World, they don't know how long they can hold on.

The black sun is swallowed up, the sun's spiritual power is cut off, and the sun wheel city will fall into the thick fog and become a part of the underworld.

This is the undoubted future.

But the witch said again: "But... there is a chance to win."

"How to win?"

"Kill Izanami."

The priestess talked endlessly, and brought out the same rhetoric of Shirataki, and began to give a pre-battle speech to this group of generals.

She already has a charismatic personality. To Shirataki, the same words sound like soul torture; to her, they sound like chicken soup for the soul.

The effect of this big pot of chicken soup for the soul seems to be quite good.

This group of protoss eat soft but not hard.

After the witch's narration was over, the generals realized that they were not yet in despair, and that the last glimmer of hope was still there. They all blushed, as if they were rushing to find the gods of Huangquan immediately.

The gods are awesome, but... if you can't even survive, do you care if you are a god?

The more they think about it, the more they feel annoyed. Who is the culprit of all this?Isn't it all Izanami?

What else is there to say?

Take him!

……

Shirataki was resting.

He temporarily closed his five senses and began to try to break through the innate bottleneck. This time period was not suitable, but he had to start trying to reach a higher level.

Because I ate too much.

He didn't expect that the clouds in the sky could provide such a huge amount of cloud energy, and this gift package of experience was much bigger than his own cultivation.

It's like a great white shark swallowing a sperm whale.

This is impossible in terms of quality. No matter how you look at it, the latter made the former as an appetizer, and it was just right with the king squid.

But Tian Mochu didn't play cards according to common sense... It not only ate it, but also refused to come, and swallowed it clean.

But the more he devoured, the more pressure Shirataki felt.

Swallowed up the huge cloud energy, but because of the bottleneck of its own realm, it was unable to accommodate more Heavenly Demon True Qi.

As a result, these clouds cannot be transformed after being taken into the body, but are continuously condensed and compressed.

Because the Heavenly Demon Qi is too domineering, it can't eat it anymore, but it can't allow the cloud Qi to continue to occupy the space territory.

So it was compressed, occupying a tiny place in the dantian, turning from a cloud into a pure white crystal.

This power can be drawn and used by him, but it is obviously different from Heavenly Demon True Qi. Although it has been refined, the circulation of two different types of Qi in the body is very dangerous, so he can only ignore this cloud gas Crystal, keep it in the dantian, don't take the initiative to pull it.

The best way is to break through to the innate, open up the upper, middle and lower dantians, so that the true qi can circulate back and forth endlessly, and replace this small water bucket with a large water tank, which can hold more water, in order to accommodate this huge cloud of air Transformed into Heavenly Demon True Qi.

If he becomes innate, his chances of killing Izanami will increase by at least [-]%.

Unfortunately, time is running out.

When the sun sets and the moon rises, the Underworld and the Underworld will strike. Will the scarred Sunlun City be able to hold on?

If you can hold it, you will live a little longer, if you can't hold it, the city will be destroyed.

Perhaps, destruction is its destiny, or perhaps, the possibility of changing history is in its own hands.

Shirataki opened his eyes and finished his breath adjustment.

At the same time, the door of the quiet room opened, and a woman in a white dress and a red skirt walked into the room.

"What's the matter?" Shirataki asked strangely, she should be busy at this moment.

"I'm very tired, I need to rest for a while, wake me up in half an hour."