Star God Ruler of the Moon

On the golden sandy beach that stretches for tens of miles, a white girl with bare feet is looking at the blue sea with her hands behind her back. The sea breeze blowing head-on blows off the girl's white sun hat.

The sea breeze that suddenly rose a few gradients forced the Caucasian girl to raise her hand to hold down the sun hat, but it also exposed her face hidden under the brim of the hat.

She looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old, and her sapphire blue eyes seemed to hide extraordinary wisdom, and her golden curly hair depicted elegant curves, reflecting her extremely upright beauty.

The soft chirping of seagulls caught the girl's attention, and she raised her head to look at the birds soaring in the sky, with an elegant smile on her face.

Although she is only a young girl, her every move shows restrained grace and nobility, which is more elegant than a lady, just like a queen.

The waves hit the beach and made a 'swipe' sound. The girl's sight had already moved away from the bird and turned to the higher sky, with a look of regret on her beautiful face.

"It seems to be a bit late, otherwise last night, I could have collected at least six copies of the magic power of the disobedient god."

A clear but charming voice came out of the girl's mouth, but this soliloquy was just heard by a visitor.

"Genivia, although I know you are anxious to collect spell power, I don't want you to get carried away."

"Although we don't know what happened here last night, we can't afford to provoke the strength of being able to suppress the six disobedient gods in such a short period of time."

Genivia didn't refute when he heard the words, but turned around slowly, raised his small head and looked at the knight with the blue hood in front of him.

"Mr. Lancelot, are you still willing to believe in me, be loyal to me, and follow me?"

"Of course, that's the only thing beyond doubt."

Lancelot clasped his right hand on his chest, lowered his head deeply while kneeling on one knee, and the big hood covered the knight's face and expression.

"Don't be so serious, I have always trusted Sir Lancelot so much."

While speaking, Guinevia took two steps forward to help Lancelot up, and explained:

"Until I revive the King of the End, I absolutely cannot die, so no matter what I do, I will be extremely cautious."

"You know, the enemies we are facing are godslayers and disobedient gods, and none of them are easy to deal with."

Genivia's eyes are full of cold reason. As a descendant of the snake god, she is a witch beyond human intelligence, but at the same time, her identity as the ancestor of the god makes her very unpopular.

"Don't worry, Sir Lancelot."

"This time, we are just pushing the handle from behind. We don't need to get involved too deeply. As long as we are careful, there will be no danger."

Seeing this, Lancelot was relieved, and then leaned down to report to Guinevere:

"The things you ordered have been done. The ancestor of North America, Anxiela, was seriously injured by the Godslayer in the United States. I took this opportunity to bring her back."

"Oh?"

Genivia fell into deep thought when she heard the words, as if she was sorting out the plan that had been planned long ago, and after confirming that there were no omissions, she lightly opened her lips and said:

"It seems that the last piece of the puzzle is also perfect, and the time for the Monkey King to regain his berserk and heaven-defying posture is now!"

Just when Guinevia was holding the wisdom beads and pointing the country, Lancelot suddenly remembered something and reminded:

"By the way, the American Godslayer seems to be coming after him. In order to prevent him from causing unnecessary interference to the plan, let's act quickly."

Genivia didn't panic, and while walking along the beach left a series of petite footprints, she responded:

"The more godslayers come, the better. That monkey has already used the covenant once, but it just happened to be convenient for me to attack."

"You just know what to do, where are you going next?"

Lancelot, who had fulfilled his duty of reminder, asked, and at the same time carefully called out the god horse, for fear that the fluctuation of his spell power would attract the godslayers in Tokyo.

"Let's go to Qixiong Shrine."

Genivia replied without thinking, her decisive tone showed the majesty of the superior, and at the same time made her seem inexplicably cute.

"It's not only hidden, but it's also a rare spiritual place, not to mention that I need to use the power of the Worship Witch."

Guinevere and Lancelot disappeared by the sea, but the American godslayer they just talked about has already set foot on the land of Japan, coming by plane.

Walking out of Tokyo's airport, a young American woman aged about 27 or [-] was trying to find a subway station.

Her name was Anne Charlton, aka John Pluto Smith, the devil hailed by the people of Los Angeles as a living legend.

Although the mysterious world generally believed that the king of North America was a man, Anne was indeed a woman, but no one knew that she had a double identity.

For example, now, although Anne's real purpose here is to find the ancestor Anshera, her nominal purpose is academic exchanges, because she has the status of a professor assistant in a certain university.

"It's been a long time since I traveled overseas. Since I killed the gods, I've been very busy, constantly fighting wizards, monsters, and demons."

Annie strolled leisurely on the streets of Japan. She felt strange for a long time since she hadn't been abroad, but fortunately, there was no problem in language communication.

"The days of being a superhero have come to an end. The next step is to kill Anxiela completely here. It's better to say hello to the mysterious forces in the local area first."

Thinking so, Annie took out her mobile phone, rummaged through the memo, and finally found the address of the Japanese Official History Compilation Committee.

"For a peaceful life, the double identity cannot be revealed. I'll act as my assistant as usual. Living is really tiring."

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Chapter 270 If I become a Buddha, there will be no demons in the world; if I become a demon, what will Buddha do to me?

"Second senior brother, is this the first time you've said the disgruntled words of disbanding? And how many times have you left the senior brother in anger?"

High in the sky, Shensha God with round eyes questioned Zhu Bajie, his hand holding the Zen stick was clenched with blue veins, one can imagine the anger in his heart at this time.

"Eldest senior brother was chased away by master the few times he left. What does it have to do with my old pig?"

Zhu Bajie, with his belly puffed out, responded indifferently, but Shensha God, who saw everything in his eyes from the beginning to the end, told the truth.

"Without your second senior brother who fanned the flames, how could the master have the heart to drive away the senior brother?"

Zhu Bajie didn't argue too much when he heard the words, he raised his hand and waved his wide sleeves, and turned around to leave while riding the clouds.

"Since we've already disbanded, then I'll go back to my Gao Laozhuang, and you go back to your Liusha River. I'll see you in the future, Brother Sha."

As soon as the words fell, Shensha God stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Bajie's thick arm, and asked sharply:

"Second senior brother, do you really think so? Just leave master and senior brother here and run away to have fun?"

"Although the three of us have always been brothers and sisters since we appeared, but now that I am a pig, what obligation do I have to run to die?"

Zhu Bajie shook his head and pushed Shen Shashen's hand away, his eyes revealed shrewdness.

"The godslayer who can take down the six demon kings among the seven great sages in one pot, even if we add the two of us, he still can't beat him."

"What's more, we are not on the way to learn Buddhist scriptures now, and it is impossible to go to Tianting or Daleiyin Temple to rescue soldiers as conveniently as before."

Shensha God can't blame Zhu Bajie, because the other party's analysis is completely correct, but he still can't let go of the feelings and fetters in his heart with his honest and honest personality.

"Perhaps, second senior brother, what you said is indeed right, but sometimes people will take the initiative to choose the wrong answer, even if it seems stupid."

As Shensha said, he waved his Zen stick and took a stance, and the scattered water dragon resurfaced under his feet, unscrupulously venting the spell power of the disobedient god.

"Come on, Second Senior Brother! If you defeat me, you can leave on your own. And if I win, then I will beg Master to enlighten you again!"

"Why are you doing this? Brother Sha."

Zhu Bajie, who was carrying the nine-toothed rake, looked helpless, but he did not step away after all, but sighed:

"Although my old pig was cast into a pig's womb by mistake when I was demoted to the mortal world, didn't you, the rolling shutter general, also become a down and out water ghost?"

Seeing the silent Shensha God, Zhu Bajie's expression became serious, and he raised his nine-toothed rake to prepare for the challenge.

"Although you and I have lost a lot of strength, my old pig is still stronger after all."

And just when the two were about to start a fight to decide where to stay, Xuanzang Sanzang, who upholds Buddhist rituals, came to the peak along the mountain road and looked up at Zhu Bajie and Shensha God in the sky.

"Between the same family?"

"The poor monk doesn't remember teaching such stubborn people. It seems that they need to remind them of the kind teachings of the teacher again, Amitabha."

Accompanied by the resounding of the Buddha's name, Xuanzang Sanzang's whole body shone with golden Buddha light, and his solemn and solemn momentum oppressed everything around him as if it had substance.

At the same time, a rake and a Zen staff appeared in Xuanzang Sanzang's left and right hands, and she jumped up with one foot and shot towards her two apprentices.

The turbulent airflow blew away Xuanzang Sanzang's waterfall-like long hair, and the monk's robe on his body was rattling, and the eyes under the bamboo hat shone like the head teacher caught a bad student.

"Remember the teachings of being a teacher! Bad disciples."

Shichio Shrine, Tokyo, Japan.

The Wanligu sisters who had just been sent back from the hotel were kidnapped by the intruders, and the prisoners were Genivia and Lancelot who had been in ambush for a long time.

"Your Highness, the entire shrine has been dealt with, and they will not wake up in a short time."

Genivia, who was standing under the torii gate of the shrine, nodded, looked around and ordered:

"Next, I'll trouble you, uncle, to bring Anshea over here. I just take advantage of this time to set up the spell."

After taking the order, Lancelot disappeared in place, while Guinevere walked into the interior of the Qixiong Shrine with Wanli Guguang who was in a coma.

As for her older sister Mariya Yuri, she has already been tied up firmly with ropes, using a very artistic technique of rope art.

After finding the spot with the strongest spiritual power in the Qixiong Shrine, Genivia began to use the magic materials prepared in advance to draw the magic circle.

In a round of concentric circles painted in black, there are dragon snakes, bulls and other gods and beasts that symbolize the goddess of the earth, and there are also flames and iron objects that represent the god of steel.

What Gnivia drew is exactly the 'ancient covenant'. Although it is not the original original version, as long as the ancient method is used to describe it, it is enough to achieve the desired purpose of Gnivia.

When the magic circle was fully formed, a sense of vicissitudes could not help but linger in the room, as if people had returned to the distant stone age in an instant.

Lancelot went back and forth very quickly. Just as Guinevia put down the slate, he walked in holding Anshera, who was seriously injured and unconscious.

"Sure enough, the injury was serious enough. Was it burned by the fire of hell? It should be the masterpiece of the North American godslayer."

Looking at the small limbs covered with countless red and black scars, Genivia once again realized what a terrifying monster the Godslayer is, but she persisted, but she did not back down.

"Put the god ancestor and the priestess on the magic circle. I will use their power to awaken the most violent posture of the monkey king."

After everything was arranged properly, Genivia took off the white princess dress and put on an ancient witch costume, and knelt in front of the magic circle in a prayerful gesture.

"My name is Guinevia, and I am the descendant of the snake god, the ancestor of the god who was transformed after the fall of the goddess of the earth."

"In accordance with the ancient covenant, I offer the power of the goddess of the earth here to pray for the awakening of the hero god of steel, and bring justice to the demon king who ravages the world and bullies the world!"

Accompanied by Genivia's chanting, invisible power was released from the magic circle, and spread silently to the entire Tokyo, as if looking for the existence of the God of Steel.

At the same time, Monkey King, who had just turned into a flying insect and searched the hotel, found nothing. He temporarily gained a foothold on the top floor of a certain building, thinking about where the master would be hidden.

The praying power that contained the magic power of the Goddess of the Earth gathered on Monkey King, so that Monkey King, who originally wanted to take it slowly, almost couldn't restrain the violent fighting spirit rising in his heart.

"This is a covenant!?"

"There is actually a Goddess praying to the God of Steel with a covenant, and offering sacrifices!!"

Sun Wukong, who had borrowed the power of the covenant, was unable to refuse this prayer, but his strong willpower still made him suppress the curse that almost ran away, and did not leak the breath of the God of Disobedience.

However, Genivia's spellcasting has not ended here. In order to make Monkey King truly return, she must restore the monkey's original ferocious and demonic nature.

"Using the power of the Mistress of Misfortune, I will break the spell of 'Walker', and in the name of revenge, welcome back the kingly figure of the monster monkey equal to the sky!"

In an instant, Sun Wukong's face became ferocious and terrifying, his eyes glowed blood red, and an incomparable evil spirit escaped, and many memories that should not have appeared in his mind.

Originally, these despicable means could not count against Monkey King, but helplessly, Genivia had made a double foreshadowing before, completely evaporating the monkey's remaining sanity.

The sudden exploding spell and monster energy swept around, and countless human beings walking on the street turned into monkeys under the influence of the power of the Monkey King.

Due to the overpopulation of Tokyo, tens of thousands of monkeys appeared in the city in an instant, which directly caused social turmoil.

The sudden change caught the Japanese Official History Compilation Committee by surprise, and the Five Prison Sacred Church immediately blocked the hotel and organized a defensive force after realizing something was wrong.

Luo Cuilian and Athena broke through the hotel window and flew out, looking at the Monkey King who was shining with golden light in the sky, a shriek sounded like a magic voice filling the ears resounding through the sky.

"If I become a Buddha, there will be no demons in the world; if I become a demon, the Buddha will have nothing to do with me!!"

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Chapter 270: The Beginning of the Battle of Tokyo

Among the volcanoes, on the top of a certain mountain.

Zhu Bajie, who was still talking about "disbanding" before, has once again knelt under the exquisite Buddhist teachings of Xuanzang Tripitaka, and has deeply realized his mistakes.