I became the sun god.

Chapter 146 Oh He He He He

"The most noble blood flows through our bodies!"

"For the glory of our ancestors, we must regain the power of Fusang."

After crying and laughing for a while, the contemporary emperor finally adjusted his emotions.

The gray-haired emperor looked like he had rejuvenated himself, with a red face and sharp eyes.

He looked at the clansmen of the emperor's lineage, his voice full of doubts.

"Don't doubt this goal!"

"You have all seen the great power of the ancestors!"

"As descendants of our ancestors, we also have such a great blood."

The Emperor's body trembled slightly with excitement.

He looked at the graceful voice in the middle of the sun on the big screen, his eyes gradually became fanatical:

"The power of a warrior can be so powerful, there is no reason why the descendants of the gods should not be strong."

"Our power... must be sleeping like our ancestors!"

"But now that powerful samurai have appeared, as the descendants of gods, they cannot lag behind people."

"Fusang's most noble bloodline must have the power to match it."

"So... we must find the power that belongs to our ancestors at all costs."

"Until then...don't let those damned politicians know something..."

"Although they may have been on guard..."

The appearance of Amaterasu Omigod gave birth to great ambitions in the royal family who claimed to be the descendants of Amaterasu.

Qin Ran was dumbfounded by this.

"Why do I have several more believers who are close to fanatics?"

"And... it seems that you are willing to let my grandson's grandson's grandson?"

At the moment when Faith was born, Qin Ran, who had stolen Amaterasu's authority, had a feeling in his heart.

But this kind of doubt only lasted for a while, and the connection of faith in the dark gave him the answer.

"It turned out to be the royal family..."

A dazed expression appeared on Qin Ran's face.

And there was a trace of weirdness in the sudden surprise on his face.

Thinking about the royal family in Fusang, it feels strange that they will worship themselves as their ancestors from today onwards.

However, this emotion did not affect Qin Ran for long.

Because he knows the play is not over yet.

"If there is no way to continue harvesting faith, this scene is far from over."

Qin Ran chuckled and glanced around.

The eyes of the gods are compatible with the rules, and Qin Ran is now several times stronger than before.

Under such circumstances, Qin Ran could have a panoramic view of everything.

The turbulent and fanatical crowd, the military who kept making small moves, the devoutly kneeling Shiranui...

With so many spectators here, it's time to start performing.

"I don't know which adult it is."

"The adult who was mentioned by Amaterasu Omisami shouldn't be a simple person, right?"

"It is very likely that, like Mr. Miyamoto, he is a descendant of a powerful existence."

"Hey... envy, why didn't we keep the inheritance?"

"It's unscientific... It's nothing more than a small family like mine. Why isn't Ise Jingu extraordinary?"

There was a murmur among the crowd.

In this strange atmosphere, those people from the big powers were already too embarrassed.

Is the force behind it bragging for hundreds of thousands of years?

Why does the descendant of Miyamoto Musashi have inheritance, but there is no hair on the immortal shrine?
This is not scientific at all!
Not only the gods of the shrine, many people think it is unscientific.

Some people have even wondered, are these shrines hiding their power and fooling them like fools?
Otherwise, why is the shrine with a long history not extraordinary?
In fact, the gods from the shrine themselves also want to know.

But before they could come up with an answer, a burst of strange laughter suddenly sounded:

"Oh heh heh heh..."

"Sure enough, it is the great Amaterasu Omikami. I think my concealment methods are unparalleled in the world, and I still can't escape the eyes of the gods."

"Since...the great Amaterasu Omisami entrusted me with such a sacred task, then I don't have to hide it anymore."

After the strange laughter, there was a rather feminine voice.

At first the voice was erratic, but it quickly gathered together, allowing people to perceive the direction of the sound source.

Everyone turned their heads subconsciously, and saw a young man on the warehouse that was on the verge of collapse.

The young man's face is extremely strange, full of a different kind of temptation, just like the fox demon in the myth.

Amidst the weird and strange temperament, the young man sat there lazily, his onmyoji attire was very conspicuous.

The round fan is held in the slender hand, and when it is gently fanned, it looks down with the slender eyes, and there is a faint smile on the corner of the mouth.

Under the rising sun, above the ruined warehouse, a handsome man who looked like a demon fox was wearing an onmyoji costume, looking at everyone with a half-smile.

This scene immediately stunned everyone.

No way, that young man is too handsome.

That kind of strange temperament, like a fox demon, is full of temptations, and it is definitely not something that ordinary people can have.

Even the most advanced makeup and plastic surgery can't create such an effect.

Just like Miyamotogawa before, the temperament of the body cannot be obtained by imitation.

"Hiss...Onmyoji?"

"What a handsome young man, he is actually like a fox demon."

"The last person with such a face was the legendary Abe Seimei, right?"

"Could he..."

"No wonder Amaterasu said that he is an expert among mortals."

"Master Onmyoji... isn't he an expert in manipulating demons?"

There were exclamations from the crowd, but they carefully suppressed their volume.

With Amaterasu's great Misami supporting him, coupled with the young man's unexpected handsomeness, no one dared to doubt the young man's identity.

"That guy Miyamotogawa is right, what a bunch of incompetent waste."

The handsome young man looked down at everyone, his voice was still lazy, but the disgust and disdain on his face did not hide it.

Different from Miyamotogawa.

Although Miyamotogawa also said that they were trash, he completely ignored them.

It's like disdain to compare with ants.

But what about this handsome young man?

He looked at everyone, full of undisguised teasing and ridicule.

It's like...these people are like a bunch of clowns.

"The gods return to nothingness, and the priests who serve the gods lose their inheritance, which can still be understood."

"You descendants of the ancients are really... a disgrace to the extraordinary."

The smile on the handsome young man's face became more and more contemptuous, and there was a faint evil spirit exuding from his whole body:

"Though all greatness comes from the gods."

"But guarding the treasure mountain without knowing it, and even lost their own inheritance."

"It's really a bunch of out-and-out trash."

No mercy!

They were obviously ridiculed mercilessly, but at this moment, all Fusang people bowed in humility.

From their point of view, it was their honor that such a mysterious strong man ridiculed them.

Because this strong man regarded them as a kind of people.

If it was a mortal... This adult who is as handsome as a fox monster, wouldn't he even take a look at him?

What an honor!
(End of this chapter)