I don't want to be an elf!

"I just woke up from anesthesia just now, and my body and mind are still a little numb." Sheng Tianzi's expression was full of gratitude and joy, "You have already found this place before they had time to do anything to me, really Thank you so much."

"The person you should really thank is the old man Tendo Kikunoshi." Honjo Niya waved his hand, "If he hadn't informed me, I still wouldn't have known that you were kidnapped."

"Your Excellency Tendo..."

Hearing this unexpected name, Sheng Tianzi's eyes showed surprise.

But soon, this surprise was replaced by inexplicable complexity.

He clearly launched a political siege against Tiantong's family, but is he still on his side?

The Son of Heaven sighed deeply.

"We can talk about Tendo Kikunojo's matter later."

Honjou Niya looked at a surveillance camera in the corner of the interrogation room, tilted her head and said: "Before that, we must first solve the troublesome matter of the Wuxiang Society."

Here, it is a power station built in the industrial area of ​​the peripheral area.

It's actually not that far away from Honjo Niya's shelter.

That's why she was able to come so quickly.

However, this power station directly controlled by the Gosho Association is not only used for generating electricity, but is also one of their strongholds in Tokyo.

The "security guards" who were knocked unconscious by Nibelkel along the way are the best proof.

It can be seen from this that the extent to which the Wuxiang Society has penetrated Tokyo has reached.

"Honjo Niya...is that so?"

Through the camera, the man on the other side also saw what happened here.

Obviously, he was very surprised by Bentiao Erya's appearance.

He can guarantee that the plan and route of kidnapping the Holy Son of Heaven are seamless and will never be found out.

Even if someone's technology is strong enough to find their traces through clues, it will take a few days at least.

By that time, the day lilies are cold.

However, Bentiao Niya appeared here and even defeated the squad he deployed on the periphery.

Even he did not think of such a possibility.

"Huh? Do you know my name?" Honjo Nia raised her eyebrows, "It seems that I am really famous."

"I know, it's just your name." The man chuckled, "I investigated you while investigating the Holy Emperor. I originally thought you were just an unimportant nobody, but now it seems that you are the big fish. ah."

When investigating Sheng Tianzi, Wuxiang would have a question that he could not get an answer to anyway.

That's why Sheng Tianzi received so much help in such a short period of time, as if he had completely changed himself.

But now, they seem to have their answer.

"It turns out that you are the mysterious staff behind the Holy Emperor." The man's voice revealed curiosity, "The political whirlpool of the Tokyo government, the Tendo family's loss of power, and even the launch of erosion rate blockers, could it be said that these are all related to you? ?"

"You can keep guessing, Ziyuan Xianyi." Honjo Nia said with a half-smile, "However, there is no reward for guessing right."

The moment the name was spoken, the man fell silent.

It was as if a secret that should have been kept was revealed by the enemy, and he didn't know how to parry it for a while.

"Hehe, you are really interesting."

Two deep sneers came.

What followed was the unlocking of the cage, and strange roars of beasts.

"It's not clear how you know my name, but it doesn't matter. Go to hell with this secret."

"What a small-bellied man, why don't you just lift the table if you can't afford it?"

Sensing the breath of gastroenterology rapidly rising from the ground, Honjo Nia shook her head helplessly.

"Nini, get ready for battle."

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at the same time.

In the highest meeting floor of a building in Tokyo.

Through the projection, Ziyuan Xianyi looked at the scene in the power station, and his brows became more and more wrinkled.

Under the ground of the power station are the gastroenterology organisms they carefully cultivated. From stage one to stage three, there are a total of nearly a hundred of them.

This is the bomb they planted in Tokyo.

Originally, he didn't intend to use it in this kind of place, but after the woman spit out his name, he panicked.

In this article, Erya must die.

Anyone who knows that he is the highest-ranking member of the Wuxiang Society must die.

However, the almost one-sided massacre in the power station made his knuckles paler.

He had been holding a book and writing something, and had no intention of fighting, but any primitive intestinal creature that came close to Honjo Niya would die in an unscientific way.

And the little girl next to her is even more fierce, with every movement of her hand, she can smash all the gastroenteric creatures with the power of her body.

In close combat, these carefully bred gastroenteric creatures can even easily wipe out a formal legion the size of a person, but they are as vulnerable as chickens and dogs under their hands.

Zi Yuanxian waved his hand, and simply stopped reading.

"Gentlemen, if what you see is what you see, we have a new trouble."

He took a deep breath, and said to the dozens of members of Wuxiang Club who were only one level lower than him: "However, don't worry too much, the situation is still under control."

"Still under control?!"

A middle-aged man with a big belly slammed the table and complained: "Not only did you not kill the Son of Heaven, but you also let her get some information about the Wuxiang Society. This is your own fault!"

"That's right, this is a dereliction of duty as the highest-ranking [Five Wings] cadre."

"What about the woman who appeared at the end? Why does she know your name?"

"How to solve the erosion rate blocker? We will never let that kind of thing flow to the whole world!"

In the conference room, the sound of quarreling was endless.

Zi Yuanxian's face was gloomy, and he tapped his fingers on the table.

Things were indeed out of control.

Whether it is the launch of erosion rate blockers, the expansion of Shengtianzi's political power, or the mysterious Bentiao Erya, they are not things that they can solve in a short time.

But they have to solve it.

Struggling fiercely in his heart, Zi Yuanxian bit his lip.

Although Tokyo is an important city, he has also laid out here for several years, just to bring this city into the influence of the Wuxiang Club.

But now, the situation has changed.

A trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

There was only one choice left for him.

Chapter 51 Sudden Bad News

Soon after.

After disposing of the last gastral organism, Honjou Niya exhaled and put away the 巻廙帙 in his hand.

This time, she had no intention of fighting hand-to-hand with the primitive gut creatures.

After drawing pictures of gastrula creatures dying one by one on the blank page, the ability recorded in the future was activated, and the gastrula creatures that approached her were naturally unable to resist this force, and they burst to death one after another.

"Miss Honjou... what on earth is..."

Witnessing Bentiao Erya's ability with his own eyes, Sheng Tianzi, who was in shock from the beginning to the end, covered his mouth and couldn't help asking.

She knew Bentiao Erya claimed to be omniscient and omnipotent.

But before that, she had only seen the omniscient side.

And during the battle just now, he had been standing beside Bentiao Erya, and seeing the scene where she drew a few random strokes to decide the opponent's life and death, Sheng Tianzi felt that his world view was about to collapse again.

"Simply put, what I draw will become reality."

In the face of the Holy Son of Heaven, Bentiao Erya did not hide anything, and told her another ability that is full of words.

Hearing her affirmative answer, the little stars in Sheng Tianzi's eyes became even brighter.

Apostle of the gods.

A true angel.

This is no longer the level that any mechanical warrior can achieve.

Only those who are truly empowered by the gods can possess such great power.

"Can you do anything? Even bring the dead back to life?" Sheng Tianzi asked in awe.

"Ah..." Bentiao Erya coughed awkwardly, "Correct what I said just now, just like my omniscient power is not real omniscient power, my omnipotent power actually has many limitations , bringing the dead back to life is one of them.”

There are more restrictions on the use of blank pages that are full of words than search pages.

After all, the ability recorded in the future is an extremely rare causal law type ability among all the abilities of elf girls.

The more the picture goes against common sense, the more spiritual energy is consumed.

For example, if a person with a heart attack is allowed to die of a heart attack, not much spiritual power is expended.

But if a healthy person is allowed to die of a heart attack, the consumption of spiritual power will increase exponentially.

Just using the future records on the blank pages of the report to forcefully draw to death most of the gastrula creatures here, it has already consumed a lot of her spiritual power.

But if you can first use the search page to find their weaknesses, and then use the weaknesses to kill them, the spiritual energy consumed will be much less.

However, in the situation just now, there was obviously no time to find the weakness of every gastrogut creature.

Future record is indeed a very useful ability.

However, in terms of sheer efficiency in killing enemies, Honjou Niya still misses the simple and crude way of killing enemies.

After hearing Honjo Niya admit that her abilities are partially limited, Shengtianzi's admiration has not weakened even a little.

After all, if she is omniscient and omnipotent in the true sense, then she is a real god.

But even with the limitations, the ability that Bentiao Erya has demonstrated so far has exceeded the imagination of the Holy Son of Heaven.

With this power, changing Tokyo can only be taken for granted.

Even, changing the world is not impossible.

"What are you going to do about the Wuxiang Society?" Honjou Fuya asked, "They won't give up. You need to take measures to deal with it."

"Indeed."

Seeing that Honjo Nia brought up a serious matter, Sheng Tianzi also put away his adoring expression, and began to think from the standpoint of Tokyo as a whole.

Bentiao Erya didn't intervene or offer advice, just waited quietly.

With her personality, it's really hard to say anything.

Party struggles, political struggles, diplomacy, these things have nothing to do with her.

In the final analysis, Honjou Nia is just a dead man who escaped into the Two-dimensional because he was disappointed with the third dimension.

With the excuse of helping the Cursed Son, standing behind the Holy Emperor as a shadow aide no one knows is already the limit.

If you are still actively participating in politics, it is almost OOC to grandma's house.

But if Sheng Tianzi asks the question sincerely, then it is not impossible for her to give some advice mercifully.

But if Sheng Tianzi didn't plan to do this, then she had no choice but to shut up.

"I, want to try to negotiate with the Wuxiang Association."

After a long time, Sheng Tianzi gave the answer seriously.

But this answer made Hontiao Erya burst into laughter.