Zongman: The God in Question Comes from Arcadia

Su Jin looked at such a girl and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth:

"It's really the answer that only a 'person with power' would give."

"Well, even though it's a bit shameless, it's still an answer."

Shana, who has a five-digit power equivalent to the power of the God of the Red World, isn't she just like a scoundrel when facing people in this world?

And behind this scoundrel, there is a 'monster' like him.

Thinking of this, Su Jin couldn't help but smile at Shana:

"So, to give you a clearer picture, are you interested in taking over a plan that is completely different from the Fire Mist Warrior?"

"What goal?" Shana couldn't help but ask.

At this time, Su Jin smiled and said:

"Take over the Reform Group and become its new leader!".

Chapter 888 Sense of Oppression

"Why.."

After hearing Su Jin's remarks, Shana did not immediately question it, but showed a puzzled expression.

She just doesn't understand what it means to be the leader of a reform group.

At this time, as a 'qualified' contract partner, Su Jin said seductively:

"Aren't you interested in seeing the scenery from the opposite perspective of the Fire Mist Warrior?"

"...Can't refute."

Shana looked at Su Jin and sighed slightly.

The reason why she became the Fire Mist Warrior was not to take revenge on the people of the Red World, but to see what the meaning of the Fire Mist Warrior's existence was, and to make a choice that suited her heart.

And just like Su Jin said, perhaps only from an opposite perspective can we see clearly what the existence of the Fire Mist Warrior is.

"So what's the plan?"

Shana, who was taught by Wilemina, asked bluntly:

"Since Su Jin you propose to become the leader of the Reform Group, what are your specific plans?"

"The plan is two steps."

Su Jin smiled and raised two fingers:

"The first step is to start with the Fire Mist Warriors and find the leader of the Reform Group."

"Yeah." Shana nodded, confirming.

Because according to the Fire Mist Warriors' idea of ​​maintaining balance, those who want to become the leaders of the Reform Group can be said to be out-and-out heretics.

If discovered, it is possible for former companions to become enemies.

Unfortunately, except for Wilemina and Yalastor, Shana didn't care about anyone on the Fire Mist Warrior side.

What's more, the third object of concern, as the sun god "Unshuo Yang", is also an accomplice, so there is no need to care.

Although it was just two or three days, based on Shana's understanding of Su Jin, if the incident happened, the other party would definitely take the responsibility on her own.

Of course, the more likely scenario is that Su Jin eliminated all those who could cause the incident.

Rather than solving problems, this man's tendency is always to focus on solving the 'person who raised the problem', which perfectly fits the image of the devil in Shana's mind.

"The second step is to persuade the leader of the reform group to give up his position. Then, our plan will be successful."

"Uh-huh?"

Shana just wanted to nod her head, and then she suddenly realized something was wrong:

"How do we persuade the leader of the Reform Regiment to abdicate? Surely killing him directly is not possible, right?"

"Of course I use this."

Su Jin raised his strong fist.

"Besides, didn't their Reform Group say that they want to be loyal to the Sun God? Wouldn't it be better for me to save him some trouble and just recruit them directly?"

Co-authoring is a threat of force, can this be done... Xia Na just wanted to complain about Su Jin's wishful thinking, but thinking of Caipiao Feilisi who had humiliated and surrendered before, she felt that it was somehow possible.

She was a contractor of the Sun God, and she asked to join the Reform Group. How dare the other party not shed tears of gratitude?

Was it that Su Jin's flame wasn't hot enough, or that Shana's knife wasn't sharp enough?

After receiving the power of Su Jin's existence, Xia Na, whose head was inexplicably tilted toward muscles, nodded in deep agreement:

"Then let's do it!"

"..."

Su Jin blinked, and the persuasion he wanted to say was immediately suppressed back in his mouth, and then he looked at Xia Na strangely.

He is becoming more and more inclined to use strength to solve problems. Is it the influence of the small universe? Thinking of those saints who are reckless and righteous, and then thinking of Xia Na who did the same, Su Jin suddenly had a headache.

It always felt like the elite education of Alastor and Wilemina was about to be ruined by him.

And just then, ding! There was a soft sound, and indeed the phone in Shana's pocket rang with a text message.

Upon seeing this, Xia Na took out her mobile phone from her pocket, took a look at it and said:

"Huh? Wilhelmina wants us to go to the subway station to receive support from Europe?"

"A text message from Will Emina?" Su Jin was startled, and then said with a bad smile: "It's really difficult for her to study such a 'trendy' thing as a mobile phone."

"Is this difficult?" Shana looked at Su Jin strangely.

"It's not difficult for you, but it's very troublesome for the medieval princess Wilhelmina."

Su Jin explained with a smile.

"Is that so... Speaking of which, according to the time provided in the text message, it is almost time to meet the supporters from Europe. I hope they are not too troublesome."

Shana stood up as she spoke and pointed to the pendant on her chest:

"Su Jin, aren't you coming back?"

"No need for now."

I ran back, how can you make your body more adaptable to the characteristics of Hecate and enhance your own potential? Su Jin muttered secretly in his heart.

After throwing the pineapple bun packaging bag into the trash can in the park, Shana, who felt very convenient, immediately waved:

"In this case, let's go together."

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In the Magic City, on the subway leading to the outside dormitory in Xuhui District.

"Can't smoke in the subway now? It's really troublesome."

The lazy voice came from a haggard, slightly old-looking brown-haired man.

He wore a black cowboy hat that was not suitable for the season, a black windbreaker on the outside, and a shirt inside, dressed like a western cowboy.

At this time, the man looked at the no-smoking sign on the subway and stamped his feet slightly, seeming very impatient.

At this time, a sweet female voice sounded beside the man:

"No matter how much you use the method of reducing your presence, smoking in public is too conspicuous. Please don't increase the people's aversion to foreigners in this country, Master."

The speaker was a beautiful girl with light brown hair, tied into two sections with arrowhead-shaped hair accessories and pinned in front of her body. She had a cute and delicate face.

These two people are the foreign hostels of Europe, or more precisely, the Fire Mist Warriors sent to East Asia for support by the intelligence mutual assistance organization "Kubelik Orchestra".

The two are master and apprentice. The man, Sare Habichtsburg, is the master, and the girl, Chiara Tuscany, is the apprentice.

The two have been a master and apprentice, and have been acting together for more than a hundred years. Among the Fire Mist Warriors, they are barely considered the young new generation.

This is the comment of their contracted demon king, but because they are in a crowded subway, the contracted demon kings of the two apostles are cautious and keep silent.

"Does it cause disgust?"

Sare repeated Chiara's words, looked around, and scratched his head in distress at the enthusiastic eyes of the ladies nearby:

".々Why do I feel that they are a little too enthusiastic about foreigners."

"How is it possible? The Magic City is not the Dongshan of this country."

Chiara, who had been to Dongshan once to track down the Red World lurking in the campus and was familiar with the environment there, said with disgust:

"How fragile must a person be to please foreigners in every way?"

"Maybe they like to kneel."

After retorting to his disciple as usual, Sare took out the newspaper he bought in England and began to read:

"Thanks to this mission, I haven't finished reading the morning newspaper."

Hearing this, Chiara said nervously: "Speaking of which, this mission is the Revolutionary Group again. . "

"No way, this is a bad fate."

Sare looked at the newspaper, but his sight seemed to go back to more than a hundred years ago:

"After all, we who joined forces with the people of the Revolutionary Group a hundred years ago and escaped from the hands of the 'Apostle', in a sense, are also experts in dealing with the Revolutionary Group and that Cai Piao, so it is normal to be sent here. "

Speaking of this, Sare looked at the nervous disciples, and then whispered:

"But this time we don't have to be isolated and helpless."

"Wilhelmina, the Thousand Hands, Rebecca, and Yu Xuan, the Sword Flower Wielder, the combined force of these three people is enough to participate in a large-scale battle. "

"All we, the younger generation, have to do is to rely on our understanding of the Revolutionary Group and provide intelligence support. "

"Isn't that boring?" Qiara's face suddenly deflated.

"You are the one who is nervous and afraid, and you are the one who thinks it's boring. Why are women so difficult to serve?"

Sare muttered.

"Master, you just said something bad about me." Qiara's tone became fierce.

"Then can you pretend you didn't hear it?"

As Sare was talking, the subway just arrived at the station.

He immediately walked out of the subway and walked towards the automatic ramp at a speed that was difficult to catch up with:

"Hurry up, don't let your colleagues in East Asia wait anxiously."

"Don't try to change the subject!!"

Qiara shouted angrily and caught up with Sare on the automatic ramp.

At this time, the bright sunlight outside illuminated the vision of the two.

Qiara couldn't help but squint slightly, adapting to the sunlight, and when she caught the normal focus, she suddenly looked forward.

At the top of the automatic ramp.

The petite girl with black hair and black eyes was looking down at the two with a sense of oppression.

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"Hey, this overwhelming sense of presence..."

Sare raised his hand to lower his cowboy hat, and looked at the black-haired girl above with a pair of eyes full of solemnity:

"When did a monster of this level appear among the fire fog warriors of East Asia?"

Qiara's throat surged, and she said in a very unnatural tone:

"What should we do? The other party seems to be very hostile to us. The power of existence is leaking. Is it going to attack?"

"Not likely. Judging from the expression, it doesn't look like he wants to attack... Could it be..."

Sare looked at the black-haired girl, and thought of a possibility, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but move twice. While the two were talking, the automatic ramp was about to take them to the end of the ramp.