I'm a God of Evil in Tokyo

"Presumably, Your Excellency is also here for the remains and authority of the saint of this false god.

The opportunity to become a sage in the world is cool, why don't we join hands to kill this false god and share the opportunity equally, what do you think? "

The garden owner looked at the slough of Kukukaner above the head of the corpse Feathered Serpent God, and the pair of huge white wings behind him, with a flash of greed in his eyes.

But in the deeper part of greed is the contempt for worldly things after realizing the truth.

Bai Ge pretended not to notice everything, frowned slightly and looked at the garden owner who suggested a joint venture.

"You want to get a piece of the pie just because of your broken skin, which may not even be able to display your natural disaster-level strength?"

The main body of the garden owner may have the strength no less than that of the Corpse Feathered Serpent God, but the avatar that only wears a personal skin in front of him is not qualified at all.

Even if it intervenes in the battle between the psychic Jianmu and the Corpse Feathered Serpent, this avatar that barely stepped into the threshold of the natural disaster level may not be able to determine the outcome of the battle.

"This skinny avatar is not qualified, but the means of my lost paradise, the traitor you have... should be mentioned in the inheritance of the merchant of fate."

Bai Ge doesn't know what the Fate Merchant inheritance is, his Fate Merchant vest is purely mysterious and forcibly put on him in order to deceive him.

So Bai Ge didn't understand the means of Paradise Lost at all, and was going to fool it with the next two sentences.

But when the foolish words came to his lips, Bai Ge changed his mind and said indifferently.

"What does your method of losing paradise have to do with me?"

"It was my fault. I forgot that Your Excellency did not inherit the previous mysterious businessman, but was conceived by the rebirth of the scale of fate. It is normal to be unclear about this."

The owner of Lost Paradise corrected the verbal mistakes he seemed to have made unintentionally, and the vigilance in his eyes faded slightly.

The so-called inheritance of the mysterious businessman was all his nonsense. Before the balance of fate was shattered, there was always only one businessman of fate.

He just wanted to use this to tell whether Bai Ge was the real new fate merchant.

After all, the appearance of Baige is too suspicious, and his strength is too strong to be normal.

There was no relevant news before entering the mysterious realm, and the first time it appeared, it severely damaged the famous disaster of the holy golden beetle.

Moreover, no one has ever seen him trade fate, and the identity of the fate merchant was deduced by others based on the scale of fate.

If such an identity is ignored, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of others. Even the owner of the Lost Paradise wondered whether the new fate merchant might be a powerful human being pretending to be after hearing the news.

After all, the saints and false gods among human beings have already appeared, and it is not impossible for another human being who can suppress the natural disaster-level weirdness, so the owner of Lost Paradise opened his mouth to test.

If Bai Ge is guilty of his identity and doesn't know the real situation of the fate merchant, then he will inevitably confuse this so-called inheritance.

But the answer of the fate merchant in front of him is not abnormal, which shows that he is not guilty of his identity as a fate merchant, and the possibility of being a human disguise is not high.

The owner of Lost Paradise lightly covered up those words, making Bai Ge secretly think.

"Sure enough."

Bai Ge also sighed a little, this seemingly ordinary and friendly natural disaster-level weirdo in front of him is really not a simple thing.

With such a natural guidance, if Bai Ge was really guilty, he might have directly followed the path of the owner of the Lost Paradise.

Fortunately, Baige himself is a genuine mysterious businessman, and he has an advantage in terms of strength and status in the face of the owner of the Lost Paradise, so that he has the confidence to ignore the inheritance that the owner of the Lost Paradise said.

If Baige was in a weak position, and the owner of Lost Paradise had to carefully consider every word, the guidance just now must have missed something.

ps: Calvin is uncomfortable, there may be another update later

Chapter 307 Chapter [-] The Roller Coaster of Death

"Don't be sloppy with me, tell me what means you have to deal with this guy in front of you.

If he can really show enough strength, why not give his body to you? "

Bai Ge said lightly.

The owner of Paradise Lost had a look of joy on his face, but was about to speak when he was interrupted by the corpse feathered snake god.

"I'm not dead yet. Is it a bit too arrogant to start talking about dividing up my body now?"

"It's just the weirdness of relying on innate advantages. You who took the lead have been stuck on the threshold before the saints for so long.

Could it be that this is your confidence to provoke a noble god? "

The cold voice reverberated in this world, and as the storm surged again, the voice seemed to blend into this world, suppressing it with the power of heaven.

The golden staff of the Feathered Serpent in the palm melted slowly, and the golden molten liquid flowed down from the top of the corpse of the Feathered Serpent, completely enveloping the entire Feathered Serpent's body.

The body piled up with corpses was washed clean of lead, and the evil and coldness faded away. The golden scales cast by the golden lava glowed with dazzling brilliance, reflecting the snow-white wings behind them that symbolized the authority of the wind, holy and sacred.

"If you think you have the power of a saint, you can call yourself a natural disaster?

Things like ants can't understand at all, what kind of truth is held by the gods whose true personality and power are combined into one. "

The holy golden body went deep into the sky, and thunder surged in the clouds, and the purple thunder ravaged the world again with the storm.

Because of the joint intention of the owner of Paradise Lost, the original stalemate changed again.

Della, who was embraced by the owner of the Lost Paradise, stared at everything in front of her with dumbfounded eyes. The power of the world made it difficult for her, a second-order transcendent, to adapt. The oppression of the whole world almost made her feel suffocated. .

The owner of Paradise Lost was angry.

"A false god, dare to call himself a god?"

As the owner of the Lost Paradise who has personally come into contact with the great existence, he no longer resists the term ants.

For those truly great beings, the weirdness of those who have not yet ascended to the saints can only be counted as ants.

However, what he couldn't tolerate was that after he personally came into contact with greatness, a false god would have the audacity to declare himself a god and claim to hold the truth.

This is an insult to the great real body, this is an insult to the truth that he has learned from the great existence.

Under the entire broken skin, a clown palm filled with skin protruded from the mouth of the owner of Paradise Lost.

The pale fingers continued to deform like rubber, and finally turned into a white whistle with weird gestures.

"Shh!"

The whistle was blown, and the sharp sound pierced the sky, as if directly spreading across space to another world.

The large shattered space began to ripple, and then the long sound of an ancient steam train passed through another space, as if responding to the sharp whistle.

Numerous cracks in the space were fixed, as if an invisible big hand began to weave these cracks, turning them into a train track woven like a spider web.

Amidst the long sound of the siren, a huge roller coaster like a thousand-legged centipede drove at extreme speed from the track woven by space cracks.

The centipede roller coaster is like an unrivaled war hammer. Everything that stands in front of the roller coaster is easily crushed by the extremely fast roller coaster.

Thousands of long, slender, blade-like feet slid across the track, and the blades continued to divide everything in front of them.

Bai Ge noticed that there was a bit of regularity remaining on the thousands of saber feet.

It is precisely because of the rules that thousands of swords can cut everything.

The centipede roller coaster, which uses space cracks as its track, is not bound by space at all. Under the deliberate distortion of space, the track changes and directly crashes into the corpse of Feathered Serpent.

Storm, space, light, even... Corpse Feathered Serpent.

After turning into a golden body, the corpse Feathered Serpent, which is difficult to shake even the cracks in space, was cut off by the centipede roller coaster.

Thousands of slender saber feet slashed into the tough golden scales in an instant, and the sharp blade that was enough to cut through the space was slashed countless times, even the corpse Feathered Serpent God could hardly resist.

The huge body was torn in half, and a greedy red glow lit up on the head of the centipede roller coaster, and the blade was like a sharp blade, and the upper half of the body was once again slashed to the wings that symbolize the authority of the wind.

The Corpse Feathered Serpent is the relic of a false god after all, and the outrageous means of the centipede roller coaster cannot succeed after all under the precautions of the Corpse Feathered Serpent.

With a flutter of snow-white wings, the corpse Feathered Serpent with only half of its body swayed upwards, and the storm that rose into the sky mixed with the wind of annihilation destroyed the track woven by the centipede roller coaster and interrupted the action of the centipede roller coaster.

However, as the price of losing his lower body, the originally holy and sacred Corpse Feathered Serpent God once again exposed his ugly body to everyone's eyes.

The smell of decay, withering, and death presented in the cross-section is in stark contrast to the sanctity of the exterior.

After losing its target, the centipede roller coaster set its sights on the remaining lower half of the corpse feathered snake god.

The knife foot cut through the body of the corpse Feathered Serpent God, and after the scales peeled off piece by piece, an aggregate of carrion and wreckage was revealed.

For natural disaster level weirdness, it is undoubtedly just a lot of garbage.

The centipede's eyes glowed red, and the knife's foot fell and directly tore the dirty corpse into pieces.

The track woven by the space cracks appeared again, and even the sky seemed to rush into the sky to hunt down the corpse Feathered Serpent.

Seeing this scene, the owner of Lost Paradise introduced to Baige with a showy attitude.

"This is one of the four natural disaster-level weirdnesses in Paradise Lost, the roller coaster of death."

"Although he is not the strongest in terms of combat power, within the scope of his rules, his destructive power is definitely the most invincible.

Even in the whole world, his rules can still be regarded as the top, once he has the opportunity to step into the holy..."

Listening to the introduction of the owner of the Lost Paradise, Baige suddenly focused his eyes, and the huge vines of the psychic building tree behind him were pulled out at a speed that pierced the space, and the owner of the Lost Paradise, who could only barely defend in time, was directly thrown away.

The scratched body expands like an air bag, like a balloon flying in the air, funny and ridiculous.

The next moment, the death roller coaster weaving its tracks broke through the shackles of space in an instant, tearing up the space where the owner of the Lost Paradise was standing before, as well as the huge vines of the psychic giant tree.

Under the waving of the knife and foot, the breath of bloodthirsty and death impacted the souls of everyone, and those who were weaker without shelter might even turn into mindless killing walking corpses under the impact of such breath.

"I'm......"

The owner of Lost Paradise who turned into an inflated balloon screamed at the death roller coaster, but it didn't do anything.

Without the slightest hesitation, the knife foot slashed through the space, and just before piercing the inflated balloon, it turned into pieces of scattered cards.

In the space, the owner of Lost Paradise quietly walked out holding the kitten Della, looking solemnly at the roller coaster of death.

On a roller coaster, a funny clown who lost his right hand was nailed to the seat by a rotten spear, with a crazy and desperate smile on his face.

Chapter 308 Chapter [-] The Final Layout of the Extraordinary Research Institute

"It seems that your situation is very bad!"

Looking at the roller coaster of death waving a sword and ready to go, Bai Ge said leisurely to the Lord of Paradise Lost.

"Don't you claim to be the Lord of Lost Paradise? How can you face the rebellion of your subordinates but be powerless to stop it?"

The Lord of Paradise Lost had an ugly smile on his cracked face.