I'm a God of Evil in Tokyo

However, the Sun Temple ceremony has changed because of his strange identity.

No one knew how the process was. They only knew that in the end, under the sun, the Temple of the Sun ceremony directly destroyed most of the pharaoh's kingdom, and the pharaoh disappeared because of this, leaving only this incomplete shroud. "

"The Shroud of the Pharaoh is not very useful, it can only suppress any weirdness below the third level, but the side effects are also very low.

It's just that the user must always be bathed in natural sunlight.

If the little girl behind you likes it, you can switch over and make her a dress. "

While talking, the stall owner couldn't help swallowing again.

"This sphinx sculpture, a wooden handicraft, is used to fool the little ones."

The stall owner said this very frankly, without any embarrassment.

Bai Ge, who already knew the details, didn't respond, but Hela couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

"As for the last jackal mask, it comes from a wolf-headed monster who claims to be Anubis, the god of death, and its own strength is not bad.

But because he didn't cross that line, and didn't have the supernatural ability corresponding to the level of authority as a basis, he killed himself alive.

The only function of this mask is to automatically harvest the soul after killing the enemy. As for the function of the harvested soul, only those who use the face of the jackal know. "

The stall owner revealed a lot of things from the face-to-face with the jackal, which made Bai Ge fall into deep thought, and replied casually.

"What is the extraordinary curse?"

The side effect of Bai Ge's casual questioning was baffled by this weird stall owner.

After a long silence, the stall owner spoke slowly.

"The supernatural curse of the Jackal Face is that the user must think that he is a god from the bottom of his heart, no matter what kind of god it is, otherwise the Jackal Face will not be effective."

This time, not only the stall owner, but even Bai Ge was speechless.

Other insect-eating side effects such as the Holy Gold Crown are terrifying, but they can still survive the ruthless people.

The shroud of the pharaoh seems to be just bathed in the sun and there is no problem, but the weather is always cloudy and sunny, and the day and night also greatly limit the use of the shroud of the pharaoh. The Golden Crown is much more troublesome.

No matter how troublesome it is, at least there are traces to follow.

Compared with the first two, the side effects of Jackal's Face can be said to be extremely restrictive.

The more powerful the extraordinary, the more they can understand the gap between the greatness of the gods and the extraordinary, which cannot be measured by reason at all.

This makes the face of the jackal useless to the extraordinary at all, and no extraordinary can easily hypnotize himself into a god.

Even if there was, this kind of transcendent who didn't know his own position would have died in a battle or a strange riot long ago, and it would be a waste to put the face of the jackal on him.

It can be said that the face of the jackal is a huge tasteless rib for all the supernatural.

There was also a look of disgust in Baige's eyes, as if he had no interest in this tasteless treasure.

But in the bottom of his heart, Baige had already thought of two people who could use this jackal mask.

The first one is naturally Baige himself. The side effect of the face of the jackal is that the user has to think that he is a god from the bottom of his heart, which is naturally a huge problem for ordinary extraordinary people.

But the problem is that Baige himself is a serious god, and the side effects of the face of the jackal are useless to him.

The second user, Bai Ge, thought of the little loli at home who had a mediocre double score.

The deity referred to by Jackal's Face is a very broad synonym, which means a great existence in cognition, which is almost the same as the emperor in the second brain supplement in Little Lolita.

As long as there is an opportunity to do a regular... No, it's a guide, let the little loli deepen the impression of the rebirth of the emperor, and naturally there will be a chance to use the face of the jackal.

Thinking of this, Bai Ge felt a bit of joy in his heart.

The value of the jackal's face itself may not be very high, but at least it is also a treasure left by the strangeness of a near saint.

According to the standards of the Supernatural Investigation Office and the Extraordinary Research Institute, the Jackal's Face itself can be regarded as a transcendent treasure close to the taboo level.

If some means can be used to get the face of the jackal, even if Bai Ge doesn't use it himself, it will definitely not have the effect of transforming it and fooling the official organization.

More importantly, Baige can finally experience the plot that the protagonist should have.

This is the three golden experiences of the protagonist alongside pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and breaking through in battle. Baige has been wanting to experience this treatment ever since he crossed over.

Previously, Baige thought that he could pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger in the gathering place of extraordinary people, and pick up a leak or something, but he didn't expect to fight with people as soon as he entered the gathering place of the extraordinary, and finally snatched the gathering place of the extraordinary, without picking up any leaks pleasure.

This time I was able to experience it at a weird booth, which was a pleasant surprise.

Chapter 273 Chapter 260

On the surface, Bai Ge was preparing to use the bargaining method learned from many novels to make the strange stall owner half sell and half give away, but he didn't expect the strange stall owner in front of him to speak first.

"Which treasure do you want?"

While speaking in that weird tone, the weird stall owner swallowed again.

The difference from the previous few times is that this time the movement of swallowing saliva is very loud, and the sound of swallowing is mixed with the sound of large streams of water, as if the momentum is huge, like opening a gate to release a flood.

An unparalleled aura of greed emanated from the strange stall owner, spreading to the entire street almost instantly.

The breath of greed that penetrated into the soul stimulated everyone present, and the thirst for flesh and blood continued to rise, seeming to lead people to tear everything in front of them.

Hela only felt the shock of greed for a moment, and woke up under the protection of Baige the next moment.

Seeing this scene, several other weirdos and stall owners who were still wandering on the street packed up their things in a hurry and left towards the exit of the street.

It was only three seconds, and there was no one else in the street except Bai Ge and the strange stall owner.

"what do you want?"

Looking at the strange stall owner who was eager to try, Bai Ge asked.

"I can give you the Holy Gold Crown, I can give you the Jackal's Face, and I can exchange everything in this booth with you."

The weird stall owner said in a deep voice while panting heavily.

There seemed to be countless insects wriggling under the trembling body, with a strange rustling tone from their mouths, as if they were suppressing some instinctive desire.

After a long time, the strange stall owner, who suppressed his instinctive desire, spoke slowly in that weird tone mixed with a little smile.

"I want the little girl next to you."

"The fresh flesh and blood of a cursed Tier [-] Transcendent in exchange for three treasures is definitely a rare deal."

The body of the strange stall owner who was originally sitting cross-legged slowly stood up straight, and his skinny body like an old man began to swell rapidly after he stood upright.

The body under the black robe let out a series of hoarse screams, and the greedy desire filled this thin body.

The height of the strange stall owner finally stayed at a height of three meters. Under the black robe, he looked down at the White Pavilion with his sturdy body like a little giant, and his tone was full of undeniable will.

"Do you agree with this transaction?"

Bai Ge narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was meditating on the threat from the weird stall owner.

The strange stall owner was not in a hurry either, countless pairs of eyes under the black robe were quietly watching the White Pavilion.

Hela, who was independent of the two, saw the scene in front of her, but her heart was extremely calm.

The strange stall owner in front of her was definitely stronger than she had ever seen before, even better than the bronze face.

But no matter what kind of enemy he encountered, the Pope still had that calm attitude, which made Hela feel extremely at ease.

After a long while, Baige spoke, but what he said was not the answer that the strange stall owner expected.

"It turned out to be because of the concept of death on Hela, and the imprint left by the holy person appointed by the gods?"

Bai Ge's understated words shocked the strange stall owner in front of him.

He never showed anything related to the concept of death in front of Baige, and he could see the concept of death hidden in Hela's body only because he was just a step away from the door, and the guidance of the mysterious instinct made him appear on Hela's body. I saw an opportunity.

How did this ordinary-looking guy in front of him find out?

"Also, I don't like someone standing taller than me."

As the voice fell, the suffocating will to die poured directly into the strange stall owner's body, and the insects that filled every corner under the black robe began to die in large numbers.

The strangely inflated body of the stall owner, like a leaky balloon, instantly turned into a skinny old man who looked less than 1.5 meters high.

Under the black robe, a large number of golden beetle remains fell out from under the strange stall owner's black robe, and then quickly turned gray and white, turning into a piece of fly ash in the breeze.

"So it's the same kind!"

The strange stall owner didn't care about the large number of dead golden beetles under the black robe. A pair of hands made of climbing and wriggling golden beetles protruded from the long sleeves, and gently lifted the hood.

Under the hood, on top of the head full of golden beetles, there is only a ferocious big mouth and the eye of Horus, which is the iconic eye of pharaoh mythology.

The core part of the Eye of Horus is a ball that can be made of gold, which is constantly rolling and reflecting a little bit of strange luster.

"Which monster brought it in?"

The golden beetle monster let out a weird laugh, and then the Eye of Horus on the top of his head stared at the White Pavilion.

"The disaster of the holy golden beetle is very famous, so is there any reason why I don't know it?

And as the first natural disaster in the desert area, don't you find it ironic that other weirdnesses are monsters? "

The golden beetle weirdo in front of him, Bai Ge saw his true identity as early as the moment he saw this booth.

The lord of the desert of the Pharaoh Kingdom, the disaster of the natural disaster-level strange holy gold beetle whose information has been blocked by many countries.

However, the golden beetle monster in front of him is not really the disaster of the holy golden beetle.

The real scarab plague was confined to the deepest part of the Sahara Desert, and the number of scarabs was large enough to form a golden desert.

Once the disaster of the golden beetle is out of the control, the overwhelming golden beetle can devour all the living beings in the Black Continent, which is a veritable natural disaster.

The strange golden beetle in front of him can only be regarded as a clone of the golden beetle at best.

"Sarcasm? I am the one who kills the fewest people in the natural disaster-level weirdness. Even if my name doesn't deserve to be on the list of natural disasters, I am so unknown.

Compared to those guys who slaughter cities at every turn, I'm really not a monster. "

The Calamity of the Holy Gold Beetle let out a sigh, as if lamenting the untimely encounter in his life.

"You were not listed on the list of natural disasters, isn't it to prevent you from trying to confuse ordinary people with mythological images and spread belief?"

With a faint smile on the corner of Baige's mouth, he easily exposed the lie about the disaster of the holy golden beetle.

The golden beetle was silent again, and the golden ball at the pupil of the Eye of Horus on the face cracked a gap, and the breath of space and death lingered around him, as if something terrifying was being conceived. .

"who are you?"