Hikigu's Godslayer Story

Well, if he hadn't seen the sneering sneer of Hikigu's mother behind him, he might have believed it.

When he reached the door, he heard Hikigu's mother asking behind him:

"By the way, Hachi, what's the name of this dog? I didn't see it when I came back last time. Was it Komachi's?"

"No, it's a fox." Hikigu turned back and corrected.

This guy is really pitiful. It seems that after the poodle's hairstyle has been made for a long time, it is no longer regarded as a fox.

"Fox?" Hikigu's mother stopped, looked back, and then rubbed Hikigu's hair dotingly, "What a lovely child, even making jokes at such an age to make my mother happy."

"..." Bikigu's eyes twitched, and he didn't say anything more.

I hope that all these messes can be resolved today. In contrast, the fox's racial issue should be left to worry about.

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PS: I will go home early today, but tomorrow I will go out at six o'clock. It must be very early when I arrive at the company, so there should be no problem with a new chapter in the morning.

Chapter [-] God Ancestor and Little Fresh Meat

While Hikigaya Hachiman lamented why he couldn't do good things, on the other side of the ocean, another godslayer was going about his daily life.

Anne Charlton, a graduate student, is currently working as an assistant to a professor.

This girl with fiery red short hair like a burning flame, on the surface, is just a cold beauty who, although she has a good face, lacks obvious emotional fluctuations, although she is beautiful and reliable, she is absolutely unrelated to cuteness.

However, the other side of her is the king who is feared by the world, the American god-killer John Pluto Smith.

This godslayer's hobby is probably the strangest among the contemporary clan, not only because of the relationship between using a pseudonym and disguising as a man, she even wears a mask every time, no one knows her face - all this is actually for the sake of What a flying hero game.

Now, the god-killer is flying again as always.

One of the goals was to take the gun she threw at the last battle location - although her hobbies are very strange, she is still very fashionable in terms of weapons. Compared with other kin who still use cold weapons or simply go on her own, she Used a revolver.

This revolver was forged by the dark elf blacksmith of the underworld with Oliha steel. It is a god-killing weapon that only she can use. It can fire pale light bullets, and can only shoot six rounds a month. But every new moon will refill the ammo.

With this weapon, she can exert all the power of the "Magic Bullet Shooter" that she usurped from Artemis. It is trivial to penetrate the building, and it is not difficult to evaporate the thick rock or even change the terrain. The light bullets fired also have the ability to automatically track, scatter, explode, glow, etc., and can bend in response to the shooter's consciousness. Even if the enemy enters space, they will chase after them. Target.

So this stuff must be brought back.

Another goal of this flight is to pick up guys.

Whether it's possible for a woman to pretend to be a man can get you a man, let alone that man actually has a girlfriend, and he doesn't even know that Anne Charlton is John Pluto Smith, and of course Anne Charl Dun didn't even know that the little fresh meat he liked had been eaten...

Jack Mirupan, this is the name of this little fresh meat.

He is not an ordinary person in the usual sense, because he works for the Los Angeles branch of SSI, an organization that investigates magic and other supernatural phenomena, and is a government agency that hides relevant information from the public, and is affiliated with the Japanese Historiography Commission. It is an organization of the same nature, but because the American magic society is relatively weak, its authority does not reach the level of the Official History Compilation Committee at all.

And this man who works for the American SSI organization is not only the favorite object of Anne Charlton, but also the person who contacts her other identity "John Pluto Smith" on behalf of the government, but before, He thought that John Pluto Smith he knew had died, and now he is taking her "relics" to find the ancestor PK who once wanted to perish with her, or to die - obviously this This handsome American guy knows more about magic society than godslayers and gods.

But his behavior displeased Anne Charlton because...

The boy paper that the old lady likes, how can you die casually?If you want to die, you should die under my mother's crotch!By the way, when are you going to overthrow the old lady?Can you hurry up?

This is the voice of Anne Charlton.

"The Witch Angela's recent actions are really getting weirder..."

Annie began to recall the strangeness of her enemy in recent times as she moved quickly.

Angela is the witch who controls the American Warlock Association, but unlike the descendants of those ancestors, she is a goddess herself - this existence is transformed by the mother goddess who has lost her godhead but has not returned to mythology.

Because of this, by storing the energy of water and the earth, they can become disobedient "snakes" on the same level as godslayers. As long as they pay enough price, they can still become powerful enemies of godslayers.

And Annie has now transformed into a leopard covered in yellow and tawny fur with emerald pupils, a form that gives her the magic power to move through the dark and the high speed of running hundreds of kilometers in tens of seconds. One of the many incarnations that her power "Super Transformation" has.

It is precisely because of this form that she can come directly from a distant place in time. Although an avatar cannot be used for seven days after being used, this form is not the main form she uses for battle. If it is used to save her own little one. Fresh meat, she is still willing to bear this price.

And if those warlocks could be prevented from resurrecting Anshera, things would be easy to fix.

"Is that there..."

The godslayer who came through the darkness felt the breath of the enemy.

It was a luxury passenger ship moored in the Port of Long Beach, and above it, was the full moon sitting in the western part of the sky.

This must be the work of the sorcerers, who have enough knowledge and enough financial resources to secretly carry out the ritual of resurrecting the ancestors.

Long distances are meaningless under the magic power that can traverse darkness and shadows. Before Anne Charlton's voice could be heard, the passenger ship was already in front of her eyes. The next moment, the leopard turned into a human.

It was also at this moment that Anne Charlton finished her outfit and transformed herself into a man named John Pluto Smith, at least on the surface.

The strong bloody smell spread to her side through the air.

"It's still so disgusting, I hope I'm not late."

Annie sneered and expressed her opinion to the warlock, then jumped lightly, and appeared in the dark place on the deck - she was not in a hurry to appear at the first time, which is also very different from other kinsmen. , the same clan always like to show off their arrival like a star.

This place has been dyed red by human blood donations.

Blood, flesh, skin, brains, bones, and other named and unnamed bodily fluids were scattered about on the deck, few people were standing, and there were corpses missing parts of their bodies.

Those who died were all sorcerers, but they were not killed by the enemy.

Annie knew Jack's depths, he didn't have that ability.

There were only two people standing in this place where there were stumps and corpses and blood everywhere.