I Became an Anonymous Boss

There are a total of twelve God Generals, which can be understood as the Golden Zodiac. Bai Taki is now re-taking the path of the Bronze Five Little Powers.

Each of the twelve god generals has a different level of power, because the power system is different, and the strength cannot be divided according to the realm, but they are gods, and they have lived long enough, and they all use their abilities very well.

Gou Chen and Tai Chang were restrained by Shirataki, but the other generals might not be so. It would take a certain amount of hard work to push them all over.

As for why they didn't choose to rush forward, it's also simple, because the relationship between the twelve god generals is also different, and they may not be good at cooperating.

In order to bring the witch back, eight generals came just now, but in fact, there were only a few generals who made the move.

Now they are guarding different positions in twos and threes, but they can play their role to the greatest extent. Through the form of wheel battles, they will continuously reduce Shirataki's physical strength, just like bleeding a powerful beast king until its exhaustion exceeds the limit, and it will naturally fall down. .

If they swarm up, it will lead to mutual restraint, and it is easy to be seized by the opportunity to break down one by one.

Because in the normal world view, there is no option to 'turn off friendly damage'.

The Twelve Gods used what they thought was the most suitable tactic, but it also fit Shirataki's thinking.

His Heavenly Demon True Qi has long been perfected in the world, and he is only one opportunity away from breaking through the Innate Profound Entrance.

He does not lack accumulation, what he lacks is tempering and pressure, like a spring, the harder he is pressed, the higher the rebound.

These enemies have their own strengths, and the pressure they bring can be light or heavy, so they are whetstones of different sizes.

The sharp edge of a sword is sharpened, and it is nourished by war.

He is not anxious, and it is useless to be anxious.

For Heavenly Demon, flattening the Shrine is only the first step.

His real purpose is to smash this ridiculous cycle with his own hands.

"So..." Bai Taki whispered, "Don't rush to die."

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The eight-tag crow fluttered its wings restlessly.

It feels that something is about to happen, or that something is about to happen.

But it didn't leave, but stayed here.

The importance of the witch is above all else, and its little curiosity is not enough to support it to leave at this critical moment.

Fortunately, the priests came here, and the Yata Crow was about to ask for clarification.

However, it didn't wait for any explanation, and before it even had time to speak, it looked at the center of the group of priests.

The head priest was at the front, but his old and thin body couldn't hide the simple box behind him.

The box seemed to have just been dug out of the soil. The outer layer was not made of wood, but rock and steel. The dark outer layer looked very strong. Dozens of iron cables were firmly tied to death by a spell. Come to at least hundreds of years of history.

The crow's eyes turned red instantly, it recognized that thing, even though it had only seen it once.

"What do you mean!"

"Master Yatagaraya doesn't need to ask questions knowingly." The head priest said in a flat tone.

"I'll let you explain it clearly!" The crow spewed out a jet-black aura from its mouth.

The head priest was silent for a moment, and then said indifferently: "Master Jian Yulei went to stop the foreigner, and he has no time to take care of the affairs here. We can only do it for the sinner."

"What a substitute." The Yataja Crow sneered: "Are you so impatient? Or is it that the majestic No. [-] Martial God of Rilun City can't be trusted?"

"Everything always needs extra insurance." The head priest replied respectfully and calmly: "We don't want any changes. It would be great if Mr. Jian Yulei wins, but if he loses, why don't we just sit back and watch the bandits break in? Come in?"

Yata Crow just sneered.

The truth is this, but this group of priests may not think so.

Using such reasoning as a high-sounding reason, in fact, they just wanted to complete the ceremony quickly, and they didn't even want to wait a little longer, and didn't want to wait for the witch to finish her prayer, so they hurriedly executed her.

The Yata Crow felt very disgusting. It thought that it and its fellows were disgusting enough, but it didn't expect the priests in front of it to be even more disgusting.

Sacrificing for righteousness may seem to them an honorable thing, but in the end it is an executioner.

It is still acceptable to let Jian Yulei do it, because Budu Yuhun is a spiritual sword and does not leave pain.

But if the cloud of the sky is used, the witch will suffer great pain and die.

Congyun of the sky is the peerless sword that Suzhan Mingzun took out from the corpse of the demon. It is a weapon conceived by the spiritual power of the demon. What kind of sword of kindness can it be?

That was the sharpest and most lethal sword in Sunlun City, using it as a weapon to execute a witch would not leave any dignity at all.

If the bipolar execution of Rukia Kuchiki in Grim Reaper is like cannonballing mosquitoes, then the current practice is no different from Ling Chi's execution.

You can die, but how you die makes a big difference.

The Yata Crow didn't even have the will to sneer, and stared at the priests coldly with three red eyes.

"I hope Lord Yatajaya will forgive me, we are also for Sunlun City." The chief priest said in an old-fashioned official way: "I also hope that you will not forget your responsibilities. When the ceremony fails, she is no longer a witch, but a sinner. "

Duty, yeah, duty...

The Protoss is a family bound by contract.

They have a long lifespan, but they can't do whatever they want like humans.

If they want to survive, they have to rely on the city of the sun wheel. They are said to be gods, but they are actually more like ancient beings who have made a contract with the real gods, and they do things according to the rules of the contract, and these rules have been established as early as the beginning. set.

The only core of the contract is obedience, allegiance to the gods, and never betrayal.

Therefore, Yatajara couldn't show its sharp claws to this group of priests. Amaterasu Omisaki was already angry enough because of the failure of the ceremony. If there was internal strife at this time, and the consequences of blood staining the shrine, perhaps even the blood of the witch could not make the sun shine again. Back to the earth.

It can't afford to gamble.

But it couldn't bear it anymore.

Because it's so fucking unreasonable.

"Execute sinners as you wish."

Bachiya said: "But it's not right now, the moon hasn't set yet."

The head priest's old face was a bit tense: "With all due respect, it should be..."

"You can try to open that box and have a try."

"The Clouds of the Sky is not a sword that anyone can control."

"If you insist on acting forcefully and not following the rules, don't blame me for being rude."

The Yata Crow responded indifferently, saying that it's okay to follow the rules, so let's follow the rules to the end.

It stared at the old fellow Priest, and the cold murderous intent of the three pupils made the old man lower his head and dodge within a moment.

"..." The chief priest murmured twice, as if scolding something.

The Yata Crow didn't care about this old guy whose body was half buried in the soil.

It just wants to guard the last bit of purity of the witch. Although Yatajara doesn't think that the foreigner can really enter the shrine directly and break through the barriers of the twelve generals, it still decides to delay time .

Even if the stranger is defeated by Jian Yulei, as long as Jian Yulei returns, he doesn't need to use the Clouds of the Sky.

That's all it can do.

By chance, Yatagara suddenly thought of a possibility.

... What if the foreigner wins?

It suddenly looked at the woman sitting in front of Tianyantou.

When it really comes to that moment, it hopes to be chosen by herself.

………………

Jian Yulei is waiting.

He has not been in such a mood for a long time.

This kind of feeling of sitting in front of the battle as if facing a great enemy, in the long past, along with Suzhan Mingzun beheading endless monsters in the earth, he also had the heroic spirit of fighting with blood all over his body, drinking and singing.

And this boldness has gradually retreated into today's silence without knowing when.

Perhaps it was because this Fudu Yuhun hadn't been out of its sheath for a long time, and the only object worthy of his sword was actually the witch he had guarded for generations.

And every time it is unsheathed and cut, it is not the enemy...

What an irony.

Let a Valkyrie with great merits end up in this field.

Jian Yulei drew his sword and looked around, and found that even the enemy was gone...

Nothing could be more pathetic than that.

Fortunately, he seems to be freed from this burden now.

He hadn't been in such a relaxed mood for a long time, and he seemed to be chuckling unconsciously, waiting for someone to come among the clouds and mists waiting for the Thousand Torii Gate.

...Come on, I can't wait.

He was thinking so much, his heart was anxious, eagerly longing for the appearance of the enemy.

Because the enemy is the meaning of his existence, because the enemy is also his liberation.

So, the enemy really came.

The sound of footsteps rising and falling, landing on the stairs, full of rhythm, with a brisk rhythm.

Thousands of torii gates, covered with clouds and mist, emerged the silhouette of a human figure, passing through the mist, covered with silver moonlight feathers.

Jian Yulei looked intently.

Tenma stepped through the last torii gate, and his feet landed between the paths of worship in the shrine.

As he stepped in, even his breath changed, that kind of silent momentum, that kind of strong self-confidence, that kind of arrogant arrogance.

It is completely different from what I have seen before, it is as sharp as a reborn, it is simply a peerless sword.

Jian Yulei looked at Tianmo, he really wanted to hide his expression, his inner excitement and surging blood.

But it was just a meeting of eyes, and the lightning in his eyes flowed out involuntarily, and the purple meaning was burning.

That is the induction between powerful enemies.

Jian Yulei laughed, a low-pitched smile, the hahaha laughter echoed on the path of worship, and echoed at the main entrance of the not-so-wide shrine.