Tokyo gods only want priestly girls

"But that doesn't mean that you value lust for power. They should be the ones who care more about that city than you. It means that you and their group of guys should be treated as the same kind of people. That's the first piece of advice."

Jingu asked rhetorically.

Thunder suddenly fell like rain from the dark clouds, striking the fearful eyes of pedestrians on the roadside.

In front of the shrine, Minamoto Yoshitsune took two steps, and you appeared quietly and quietly.

No one would be happy to not have a time bomb under his head, and a person like Minamoto Yoritomo also hopes that there is no other person under his head.

Jingu twisted his neck.

"Ha, you are wrong. No matter what, they will only be honest until they have been beaten. If it hurts, they will always want to give it a try."

Jingu sighed, but he could not understand our thoughts. After all, what kind of person he is, he would naturally look at others with that kind of eyes.

Looking at Jingu's completely unintentional look, Minamoto Yoshitsune had no emotion at all. His brother was really humiliated on purpose that day, but that humiliation bought him precious time.

"Yo, he's bad."

"Sure enough, you are very powerful.

Were you spotted by him as soon as you showed up? "

Shen Gong raised his hands, and the thunder continuously fell from the sky, wreaking havoc on the small ground, like a disaster.

To tell a joke, the meetings of Bai Dao in Yingzhou are more civilized and disorderly than the meetings of parliament.

Minamoto Yoshitsune broke into a sweat for some reason. You clearly knew that the shrine was just deliberately making things difficult for you, but you felt a little shaken.

In the Capitol Building below, fierce quarrels continued to be heard. The biting that Jingu said before was not a joke. In Yingzhou, things like parliamentary elections are indeed not in the habit of small fights.

Jingu stretched out his hand and pointed to a certain place in Tokyo.

Minamoto Yoshitsune gave some advice. Although it was a small possibility, you still followed Jingu's words and went up.

"People from the She family will die because we think you are the same person as us, and now they also think you are the same person as them."

Whether Minamoto Yoshitsune spoke or not, Jingu knew that your companions were also looking at you and listening to your words in the eternal world.

Jingu stretched his body, turned around, and took a look at Minamoto Yoshitsune. She was not a strange beauty at all. Her heroic dress and charming face were mixed together, and she felt like she was coming out.

"It's a misunderstanding. They value that country and need those special people to defend their rule and become a stepping stone for them. They are the only ones."

Maybe the shrine is not telling lies. I really have no intention of overturning that city and dragging the lives of millions of people off the battlefield between us to become sacrifices and foils.

The wind and thunder of the command move like the clouds hanging from the sky, and they cannot overthrow the city with a flip of their hands.

The dark clouds that seem to be swallowing up quickly have not yet enveloped Tokyo. It is covered with white. The heavy rain has not yet hit, and the strong wind has not yet picked up. The thunder snake is swimming among the dark clouds, making a roar of thunder. resounded throughout Tokyo.

No matter how well-dressed they are, they pretend to be rude and disrespectful when entering and exiting chatty restaurants and villas, but when that happens, their rude and violent nature will still be exposed.

"Why?"

Listening to the sound of Narukami's high heels hitting the ground, Jingu held his chin in boredom.

"Today you decide whether he, you, or you will live or die!"

"The reason why you keep doing that is just because it is troublesome. Although there are no advantages, there are also disadvantages. After all, if we are definitely lost, no one will create delicious food, boring TV and animation, and bland games. And the show.”

"Really? Are you determined to fight them in this world?"

"Ha, when you talk about it, everyone will be like this. The profit in front of you is too small, but in reality, who is greedy and wants to control power? Are you willing to give it up to others just by talking? "

"You have always cared about that kind of thing. The lives of millions of people are like a piece of reed behind your eyes, and they are more precious than some other things that belong to me."

However, when there are no weapons or weapons, we can at least throw away our leather shoes, or pounce on them and take a few bites.

Just as he was thinking wildly and purposefully, Shen Gong suddenly laughed and said in front of him.

"Young man, please don't make fun of me. You won't do any harm to him by doing such a thing?"

And it is certain that if we really start a war in this world, Tokyo will probably disappear and be completely destroyed.

The shrine stood up, and the strong wind blew up the hem of my clothes. I stood on the edge of the low building, as if I would slip and fall at any time.

Aren't they taking action yet?The election will be over soon.

Even though the magnetic field surrounding the small earth would minimize the impact of the lightning strike, Jingu's behavior made Minamoto Yoshitsune tighten the handle of the knife.

"Of course, you are just welcoming guests. After all, the villain of the shrine will also want to take action directly in this world, right? Of course, your affairs should be resolved in the eternal world."

"Disadvantages? You do have to get some disadvantages, but you also have to get some benefits."

Chapter 182 Confrontation

So fast!

The people in the shrine were faster than his words. Neither Minamoto Yoshitsune nor others in the ordinary world could react at all.

Jingu had already arrived in front of Minamoto Yoshitsune, and slapped her hand directly on the unsuspecting Minamoto Yoshitsune's face, causing her to rub violent sparks in the air.

Unprepared, Minamoto Yoshitsune had already suffered a heavy blow. After a period of friction, he was thrown out of the shrine and hit the rocks.

Minamoto Yoshitsune shook his somewhat groggy head. After the chaotic vision in his eyes returned to normal, Minamoto Yoshitsune found that he had come to the ordinary world. The blow from the shrine just now took her directly through the barrier and left the real world.

And her companions also appeared behind her. It seemed that Jingu still had no real intention to destroy Tokyo.

The figure of the Shrine also appeared, with a leisurely pace like a spring outing. But with his footsteps, the ordinary world they had developed specifically to face the Shrine began to change dramatically.

The open plain battlefield was torn apart, and the movement of the earth collided with strange mountains and peaks that overlapped like fish scales. Red and white rivers flowed out of the gaps created by the collision of the mountains.

The earth twisted and collided, and the rumbling sound of collision was unknown. It was the scream of the earth or the roar of anger.

The strong wind rolled in with thunderclouds, ruthlessly ravaging everything in this world, and violent thunder fell like raindrops.

The fragment scratched Minamoto Yoriguang's cheek. If you had let go in time, it would have been your cheek instead of your eyes.

Minamoto Yoshitsune himself must say less that as a well-known hero in Yingzhou, your strength is poor.

The shrine glanced at me, and saw a sharp arrow piercing the storm and shooting towards my face. The God of Four Banners pulled up the Japanese bow in his hand, looking for an opportunity to shoot an arrow.

"Let's try to take your sword now."

Like a storm, like a tsunami, like a thunderstorm, like a pure natural disaster, it shows its great power, but it is not as real as the momentum that makes people who want to challenge me stunned and even scared.

Regardless of whether the two are strangers to each other, or whether Minamoto Norimitsu is sincerely willing to help us, at this moment, you must cooperate.

A piece of mountain rock flew towards the shrine. The coldness generated by low-speed friction in the air melted it. When it reached the shrine's hands, it turned into a sharp rock sword.

"Be grateful! Be happy! You don't even bother to use other things that belong to me to hinder their hands and feet. It is your mercy to allow them to show their full ability without any scruples and even try their best."

At this point, Shaoyu's arrangements and commands are meaningless, so we can only place our hope on the warrior's intuition and the so-called destiny.

Minamoto Yoritomo, today I look like the humiliated person behind the Tenjingu Shrine. I know what method I used to regain my divine power as the White Flag Little Myojin.

With a finger from the shrine, thousands of peaks rise from the ground, and the black iron rock exudes a metallic luster.

The shrine has been in need of any weapons for a long time. As long as I want to, I can't create a suitable weapon from scratch at any time.

The blazing cold edge seemed to have been polished, thick and shimmering with cold light.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's whole body was wrapped with purple lightning, and he easily shattered the mountain peaks while leaping, with the giant ax in his hand

What's more, there is profit in the future, and it is easy to break the rocks.

Want to use wheel battle?Minamoto Yoritomo was not firm, and perhaps it was a wrong decision to let everyone take turns to consume Ichigo, and let the weakest among us, the four-legged God, take the first step.

"Ah..."

The mountains are overwhelming, but that level is just an appetizer for a few people.

The air flow exhaled from the mouth and nose of the shrine turned into an invisible dragon-shaped wind in an instant, and was mixed with the sharp arrows containing divine light.

Minamoto Yoshitsune heard a warm laugh, and Jingu behind him loosened his hand holding the weapon. Even if I lost my grip, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's giant ax could still press a stone.

Jingu turned around and spoke to Minamoto Yoshitsune. The tip of the knife merged between his two fingers, and he easily stopped the retreating momentum.

There were less than a dozen gods standing outside, but a handful of them were just like Man Zhonggong. Among those who had any reputation and power, only seven people could really make a difference.

"Adapt to the situation and take action with all your strength, everyone. For the sake of Genji and the glory of the Wu family, I beg you all!"

They are more or less friends. Although I told you that I will try my best, I still want to give you some face and confidence.

Although I have always been more of a conspiracy-minded politician, I am also a general without the nickname "Onmusha".

With a little force from both fingers, the sword was broken, and the palm of the hand was pushed out, hitting Minamoto Yoshitsune's chest. While knocking you away, he knocked out the fragments of the sword from under his fingers.

His steps were strong and vigorous, and every step of his toes made a sound. He knew when he had passed through the mountains. At the same time as Minamoto norimitsu struck the giant axe, he drew his sword and stabbed the front of the shrine.

Jingu seemed to have thought for a moment, whether to react immediately to the oncoming blow, but paused for a moment before reaching out his hand.

"If they don't have that level, they would be a little too reckless."

"Ha, I'm so relieved. Let's try that one first."

And the first one is also the weakest among us, the god shrouded in a glorious light.

I was the Shiban God who was promoted by Genji and became a famous martial god in Yingzhou. I was originally the too illustrious Emperor Yingshen, but because of the praise of Genji and even the entire martial arts family, I became the Yongyao God of War.

Breaking through the mountains, Minamoto Noraimitsu wielded his giant ax and struck from the air without mercy.

Then there is Minamoto Yorimitsu, who is like a ghost. The ancestor of Minamoto Yoritomo and Minamoto Yoshitsune, he has killed countless demons and has the blood of a famous minor god. Even with the help of those who do not believe in such things, you are extremely weak. of ghosts and gods.

"It is necessary to find excuses for their behavior of bullying the many, and let unnecessary things hinder their performance. It is not wise to sacrifice everything for you, even your life! Come and win this glimmer of hope for yourself!"

But...the storm is imminent, and we seem to have no choice in deciding how to fight, only the outcome of fighting.

As soon as he finished speaking, Minamoto Kongrou rushed down with all his might, Minamoto Yoshitsune followed closely behind, and the other gods, both powerful and weak, also used their own methods to try to help you.

"Humph!"

The thick rock sword withstood the weak and weak ax blow. That blow might have been effective, and everyone knew it, because the real offensive came at the same time that the shrine received the blow.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't have a sword that was unfamiliar to you. Instead, he held a small ax in both hands and wielded it with the brute force of a ghost.

"What should we do? Brother?"

"Why are you so surprised?"

In the thunderstorm, the shrine has lost its original handsomeness and gentleness, and the jade horn on the forehead has become more solid and thick.

The shrine turned sideways and stamped its feet. What seemed like an understatement could actually stir up the entire small land. The hundreds of thousands of peaks that had just been formed were lifted up by the waves and thrown towards you. .