After binding the Yokohama Ancient God system

In the dream, I fed the holy blood of William Jones and opened the "teaching" channel for him.

The so-called teaching channel is to pass on the secrets I learned to the disciples.

And the skills I have now are: [Red Blood Apostle] [Body Gifted by the Ancient God], "Sense", "Passion".

"Body Gifted by the Ancient God" is a non-transferable skill.

"Sense" and "Passion" are skills that can be taught; "Sense" will weaken the disciple's sensibility and increase their resistance to fear.

"Passion" will increase the disciple's inspiration, let the disciple fall into a "frenzy" state, increase their attack power, make them resistant to pain, and make them turn a blind eye to "secret" and "weird".

The most important skill is "Red Blood Apostle".

In fact, I can choose to teach them the production method of "Red Blood Apostle", which is acquiesced by the instructor and Aye Zhiguni.

But I am worried that after I teach them this kind of thing, they will use the "Red Blood Apostle" to go out and mess around with moths, and finally make me feel bloody.

I'm not worried about silver.

But for William Jones, I can guarantee that once I teach him how to make the "Red Blood Apostle", he will immediately turn around and produce a batch of red blood troops for me, happily slaughtering the port mafia.

So what I finally taught them was the method of summoning the "Red Blood Apostle".

All the "Red Blood Apostles" are under my sole control and strictly controlled.

You can summon and borrow, but you cannot own.

"I felt... strength, and an indescribable peace of mind."

William Jones was bathed in blood, staring at his hands strangely.

He seemed to know himself and the world for the first time.

William Jones was not as calm and calm as he appeared on the surface.

When I appeared in front of him in the body of Sayaka, this white man squatted on the ground in fright and yelled, saying all kinds of Jesus, Lucifer, and Amaterasu came out for a walk.

I was worried that he would collapse directly, so without wasting time, I quickly drank the holy blood for him.

After that, I taught him "reason" and "passion".

The authority of the Red Blood Apostle is currently only available to Little Silver, if he is, just wait.

After that, I intend to issue important tasks to him.

In addition to setting up a piece of land as the "Saya Book Club", there are also matters related to the curse spirit.

Aye Chizhi Guni and the instructor did not name me the way to become a god.

But after a night of wonderful feasting, I have glimpsed secret passages.

That channel is closely related to the mantra.

My intuition is fine.

……

After a burst of unglamorous light flickered, William Jones saw a strange change in the mountainous body of Sayaka.

His golden snake eyes began to surround a thread of blood.

The bloodshot was as thick as a python, and would unscrupulously twist his body on his vitreous body.

"Ah!!" William Jones saw this scene, even though he had the sanity endowed by God Sayaka, he still felt flustered and his limbs were cold.

This is just the beginning.

There are more and more huge bloodshots on the eyes of God Sayaka. These bloodshots are densely packed, like the scene in the "snake pit", constantly churning and surging in His pupils.

"Woo-wow!"

Undoubtedly, this was an extremely oppressive move. William Jones was dizzy, bent his back, and vomited in pain.

【——】

The blood streaks made a crackling sound, protruding from the pupils of Sayaka God, and there was a purple-red vertical pupil at the top of each blood streak.

In the end, these bloodshots condensed into a little girl in a kimono.

"...!" William Jones wiped the corner of his mouth with a pale face, staring at the girl floating above.

That face... can't be wrong.

That is the shrunken version of Sayaka God.

Compared with the huge Sayaka God, the girl's figure is no different from that of ordinary humans, and even smaller.

But there is no human emotion on her cheeks, and her pupils are calm, like a mirror, reflecting everything in the world equally.

"Uh..." William Jones quickly knelt down, not daring to look directly at the girl.

Just looking at her, the man felt as if his body was being targeted by a giant beast in the deep sea or a murderous crocodile in the blue waves, and his whole body was numb and stiff.

If that counts as a god.

Then He must be a god who disregards life and rules.

[Blood fish. 】

The girl spoke, her voice was male and female, but it was like the voices of a group of human beings intertwined together, like a chorus, and like a resonance.

【Establishment of "Saya Book Club" in Yokohama City】

【Bring me more disciples...】

She said.

【To investigate the "curse spirit"】

[To investigate the groups in this world who can resist the curse spirit. 】

[Prison them, murder them. 】

【Let me enjoy them. 】

Gradually, William Jones heard the most ancient malice in her voice—the malice of a predator to its prey, which is also the purest malice.

【appetite】

To him, the terrifying curse spirit that has plagued mankind for hundreds of years is nothing but delicious Jiayao.

[On the first day of each month, bring the curse spirit to "Shangjiangzhou Youxing", so that the curse spirit's blood will intertwine with her blood. 】

[Go and do what you can. 】

For a moment, all thoughts of William Jones disappeared, leaving only awe and the fear of rushing out of "reason".

This is an existence that transcends all power systems in the world.

All kinds of urban battles, human greed and struggle, under this kind of power, will be wiped out and cease to exist.

"Students...follow the instructor's will." William Jones said respectfully.

……

Early in the morning, the logistics staff of the port mafia in charge of material distribution knocked on my door and handed me a package marked overseas.

After unpacking the package, the gorgeous and high-end little white dress and this kind of accessories appeared in front of me.

There is no such unpleasant and pungent chemical smell in the parcel box, but a woody and papery fragrance, which welcomes me to a sunny morning.

After putting on the clothes and accessories, I curled my long hair with a curling iron, and put on a lipstick for myself by the way;

Finally, he took out a pair of blood red high heels from the closet that he seldom wears on weekdays.

"Uh..." The girl in front of the mirror looked at me quietly.

I gently pressed the red lips with my soft fingertips, and quietly looked at the beautiful girl who seemed to have drunk blood in the mirror with appreciative eyes.

"I really want to fuck myself."

With the hoarse voice of getting up in the morning, I jokingly said something.

I held the mirror with both hands, closed my eyes, and gently kissed the girl in the mirror.

Good morning, this is a good morning kiss.

Today is another happy day.

【Click! 】

There was a loud slamming sound from the window.

"Uh..." I turned my head and took a cold look, and saw Zhong Yuan Zhongya sitting by the window frame - staring at me dumbfounded.

I:"……"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Here are more than 100 layers.

Zhong Yuanzhong also used his physics-related superpowers to hang on the window like an octopus in broad daylight, with embarrassment and confusion written all over his face.

Ha ha……

If he had come 10 minutes earlier, he might have been able to see a trace of? No? I was looking at myself in the mirror looking at myself in pity.

"Long time no see, I finally see you."

I immediately got up from the mirror on both hands and feet, as if nothing had happened, with a warm and cheerful smile on my face, opened the window, and let Zhong Yuanzhong in.

When the boy came in, he was still holding a paper bag in his hand. I could smell the sweet smell, probably what he was eating.

【slap】

Zhong Yuanzhong also put the paper bag next to the bedside table, and turned to look at me with a frown: "What are you wearing? Your mouth is too red!"

The boy's voice was full of weirdness and incomprehension.

I:"……"

This kind of unmanned underage? Male? Can't appreciate my taste at all.

What does he know?He doesn't understand.

Before I could answer him, Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced at the conspicuous lip print on the mirror indistinctly, with embarrassment in his expression, he quickly left his sight.

"Uh..." Zhong Yuanzhong also pulled his hat back, covering his half-length orange hair and his snow-white ears.

To see is to see.

But he was obviously embarrassed to ask me what kind of mentality this early morning "self-kissing" behavior came from.

I guess she looked a lot like an autistic opera diva.

Weird and funny.

"Uh..." Zhong Yuanzhong probably felt that I was dressed too coquettishly, and he stood there with his arms folded, his expression stiff, his eyes wandering, and his whole body exuded a kind of - "What are you talking about?" breath.

"Chuya, how have you been here lately?"

I pulled the bewildered teenager to the edge of the chair and let him sit down. I took a few pieces of Swiss fudge from my bedside table and stuffed it into his hand.

"You must have come to see me without the permission of the leader, so it is not convenient for me to bring you tea here, please forgive me."

There was only one chair in the room, and I took another piece of Swiss fudge and sat on the bed opposite him, watching him by the way.

Nakahara Zhong also still wore that antique hat, and was wearing a very thin close-fitting suit, with two interlaced belts wrapped around the neckline.

His outfit is quite coquettish, I don't think he is any better than me.

"My side is fine..." Zhong Yuan Zhong also turned his eyes and said perfunctorily.

Then his eyes returned to me, with a strange look on his face: "What kind of clothes are you wearing? There are not many pieces of fabric on your whole body—wait a minute!"

The boy's expression turned ugly: "You don't usually wear this job, do you? Where's your black suit?"

"Huh?" I blinked innocently and looked at Nakahara Chuya.

"What black suit? My work clothes are all skirts."

After all, I looked at the young man's obviously distrustful eyes, got out of bed directly, and opened the closet to show him.

"Uh..." The brightly colored foreign dress inside directly hurt Chuya Nakahara's eyes.

He got up from his chair, looked at me frowning, and then at the closet.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

"This dress was also bought for me by the leader, isn't it pretty?"

I opened my hands with a bright smile, and made a small circle, and the red high heels rattled on the ground.

"Uh..." The boy's expression was completely stunned.

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