I'm a God of Evil in Tokyo

In the face of ordinary people, it is only necessary to shape for them what they want to see and the future they expect.

As for whether it is true or not, it doesn't really matter to most people.

In the face of extraordinary people, elements such as the Daojinqiao, the emperor of the immortal way, reincarnation and rebirth that were shown before are relatively not so important.

Extraordinary people have entered another level. After possessing the knowledge of the extraordinary level, things like reincarnation and rebirth are no longer so attractive to them. They will pay more attention to the present rather than the uncertain future.

Unless they are convinced that there is really a god behind the Destiny Reincarnation religion that can make them reincarnated as protagonists, it will be meaningless.

Therefore, for extraordinary people, Baige only needs to show the extraordinary information about the spiritual world contained in the remnants of the taboo scriptures.

These information with extraordinary power are the treasures that all extraordinary people dream of, and relying on this alone is enough to attract a large number of extraordinary people.

As for converting it into a believer, it still needs to be followed by the manifestation of the true god and then fooling around.

These things are for the time being, what Baige is facing now is this group of ordinary people who have been fooled by the illusion he constructed.

After pondering for a while, Bai Ge looked at the crowd indifferently, and spoke slowly in a drawn-out tone.

"I am the Apostle of Destiny, and I came here this time to track down the rebellion that swept away the "Holy Code" I taught.

Now the rebellion has suffered the backlash of the "Holy Code", and you are just ordinary people affected by it, just disperse on your own. "

After finishing speaking, Bai Ge stepped forward with his right foot, making a gesture of preparing to leave.

As soon as Baige opened his mouth, he immediately awakened many believers immersed in the emperor's manifestation and his figure overlapping.

Reflecting on what Baige said, the believer quickly knelt down on the ground and praised him.

"I hope that the emperor... Your Excellency will have mercy. Although we have been bewitched by rebellion, we are wholehearted in our belief in the Reincarnation religion."

"Although our status is low, we also have a heart that yearns to control our destiny in the next life."

"I hope that your lord will show mercy and lead us foolish believers to the right path."

"Sir, save us!"

......

After all, there were only a few believers who understood the cause and effect of the incident based on what Baige said at the beginning, but as the rhythm grew, even those believers who reacted slowly began to pray for Baige to lower their faith along with the crowd.

In this dark basement, a group of fanatical believers kept kowtowing, begging for Baige's mercy.

After sensing the fanatical beliefs of the believers, Bai Ge expected such a scene, so the previous gesture of leaving was just an excuse to replace it with a legitimate name.

Looking at the people kowtowing in prayer below, Bai Ge let out a long and leisurely sigh, and responded softly.

"Since you have such a devout belief in our religion, even if you fall into ignorance and go astray, I should follow the will of the gods to help you escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

My Destiny Reincarnation Sect aims to wash away the karma and sins of this life, and to take control of the destiny of the next life as my own responsibility, to save sentient beings through thousands of kalpas! "

With the spread of Baige's voice, the appeal from the depths of the soul quietly spread to the entire basement.

The people who knelt on the ground and kowtowed in prayer seemed to be moved by Bai Ge's words, and they all began to cry loudly, and the crying was accompanied by incomplete prayers.

The entire underground parking lot was shrouded in sadness.

But amidst the wailing, there was one person who did not have the slightest emotional fluctuations, and her existence seemed to be isolated from everything in this space.

Bai Ge locked his eyes on the calm white-haired girl in front of him, with such a look in his eyes.

The white-haired girl's state of being unaffected by the hint of the soul did not exceed his expectations at all, and this was the main reason why he became interested in the white-haired girl.

When the people around were crying and had no time to care about the altar, Baige's index finger gently cut the bandage tightly wrapped around the white-haired girl's face like a knife.

When the bandage was removed, the first thing that caught the eye was a distorted and disgusting sarcoid, with thick, light yellow mucus slowly oozing out from the bright red fascia along with the continuous wriggling of the meat ball.

There are many ravines on the fleshy ball, and the inlaid irregular scarlet pupils cast a horrifying and dead line of sight.

Everyone will feel unspeakable nausea when they see this twisted meat ball at first sight.

Even the elder brother Gongba who tastes as heavy as the original guide "Song of Saya" can't bear the beautiful girl with a twisted meatball head.

It has nothing to do with aesthetics, this is pure to the extreme physiological disgust, which comes from instinct rather than heart.

Of course, this is human instinct, not gods!

In Baige's eyes shining with golden light, the divine personality broke through the illusion that symbolized the disgusting concept, and looked directly at the real face under the illusion.

It was a beautiful face that was enough to perfectly match the moving figure, and all the soft and pretty faces looked like treasures carefully crafted by a master sculptor.

It's a pity that the tentacle-like patterns extending from the center of the eyebrows on the pretty face spoil the beauty, as if leaving patterns on a piece of exquisite porcelain.

Bai Ge could clearly see that the huge sarcoma and the near-conceptual nausea all came from the pattern on the white-haired girl's face.

"interesting!"

A chuckle came from Bai Ge's mouth.

I thought it was a glamorous heroic rescue of the beauty, but behind this glamorous beauty, I don't know how many things will be involved.

Leaving behind the curse that interferes with everyone's instinct is not easy even for Baige, let alone other extraordinary people.

This curse has almost no effect on the girl herself, except that she is hated by others. If she simply hates the white-haired girl, killing her is much easier than trying to leave the curse behind.

Therefore, the purpose of the transcendent who left the curse was not pure.

Moreover, the white-haired girl was purchased by the leader of the cult through trading, and there seemed to be a huge seller's market behind the middle-aged man who sent the white-haired girl.

A huge population trading market sent a white-haired girl with a precious curse on her face as a living sacrifice. Is this just a coincidence or someone borrowed a knife to erase the traces? There are things in it that are worth thinking about.

Thinking of this, Bai Ge's gaze turned slightly, and he met the pair of pure ruby-like eyes on the fair and soft pretty face.

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Normally, things like heroes saving beauty are the things that can most arouse girls' feelings.

But in the pure eyes of the white-haired girl, Baige didn't see even a single positive or negative mood swing.

As an intelligent life, she retained her awe of death and her desire to survive in her previous actions.

Other than that, Bai Ge didn't see any other emotions in her.

It seems that in the eyes of this white-haired girl, everything in the world has been abandoned by her. Whether it is emotional or material communication, she seems to be isolated from the world.

Obviously, the culprit of all this is the curse left on her face, the curse that everyone will hate from the heart the moment they see her face, and it is the curse that shaped her head into a shape in the perception of others. The curse of a disgusting sarcoma.

The impact of such a curse on her cannot be summed up in a few words.

"Please tell your story!"

In a trance, Bai Ge even prepared to say that famous line, but swallowed back this very atmosphere-destroying line before it reached his mouth.

Facing the white-haired girl's pure gaze without any impurities, Bai Pavilion asked instead.

"What's your name?"

The white-haired girl was silent, and it took her a while to react after she hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time, and she responded slowly.

"Hella!"

Hearing this name, Bai Ge couldn't help but a strange look flashed in his eyes.

This name is very common in the West, but it can be placed on the cursed white-haired girl, showing two completely different extreme forms of beauty and ugliness, which makes Baige involuntarily think of the myth of the extreme north region of the previous life of a god.

The daughter of the evil god Loki, the sister of the famous Atrium Python Jormungandr and the world-destroying demon wolf Fenrir, Hela, the lord of the dead country.

Hela in mythology is the combination of life and death, the gods who oppose beauty and ugliness, and the ruler of the kingdom of the dead.

Of course, the difference between the Hela in front of me and the Hela in the myth is like a cloud and mud, whether in essence or other aspects.

"Maybe, can you give me a character set?"

Thoughts were circulating in his heart, Baige still maintained a calm smile on the surface.

"Beautiful Miss Hela, I saved your life.

Follow the ubiquitous principle of equivalent exchange, what kind of benefits can you bring me? "

Bai Ge didn't expect Hela to bring him anything, and he said this sentence just to find a reason for his next behavior.

But what Baige didn't expect was the impact that this polite sentence had on Hela.

"beauty?"

As Bai Ge kept reminiscing about this noun that had long since left her, Hela's eyes towards Bai Ge had suddenly changed.

Bai Ge could clearly feel that some strange emotional colors began to be mixed in the originally extremely pure sight.

There are surprises, secret delights, disgust, fear, and even a hint of well-hidden sadness.

In Bai Ge's eyes, Hela's eyes have become a large fan-shaped statistical chart, and each emotion maintains an even proportion in it.

Hela looked at Baige with all kinds of emotions in her eyes, but she didn't have the emotion of looking at normal people.

In fact, this is normal. After being cursed, even Hela herself could hardly bear the ugliness and fear brought by the curse.

Because the curse itself has a very high personality, none of them, including the extraordinary people she knew, could see the essence of the curse clearly, so everyone naturally regarded her changes as real.

Even Hela herself didn't know that under the disgusting sarcoma, her beautiful face was still there.

It is completely unclear that Baige has the ability to see through illusions. In Hela's cognition, it is impossible for such a person to communicate normally with her who has a sarcoid head, and even call her beautiful. Normal people detached.

"Is this a pervert?"

This was the first thought that came to Hela's mind.

Reminiscent of the movement she heard before the Bai Pavilion climbed to the altar, Hela added some modified words.

"This is a very powerful pervert!"

The change in Hela's eyes naturally couldn't escape Baige's eyes. Looking at the perverted eyes of this beautiful girl, Baige frowned slightly.

"Miss Hela, your impolite eyes don't look like the behavior a lady should do."

Hella didn't show the slightest embarrassment when Bai Ge exposed her inner thoughts.

"I'm just admiring this long-lost vocabulary."

Hela didn't seem to be afraid of offending the powerful Transcendent in front of him.

What she experienced after being cursed made Hela indifferent to everything. Apart from still maintaining the most fundamental awe of death and the most basic desire to survive, she didn't care about the rest at all.

Even if the Transcendent in front of her continued the unfinished blood sacrifice, she would do nothing but resist politely.