When the voice of strangers came, two white sparks ignited from the fingertips of the gods.

His eyes condensed, and the spark pointed directly at the other party's eyebrows.

This middle-aged man wearing a baseball cap, and the unstable middle-aged man is not his tribe, but he is definitely not an ordinary person.

When the other party appeared in front of him, he suddenly realized that when he got in the car, he didn't notice the passenger sitting in front of them two rows. Before he spoke, his entire aura seemed to have not existed.

"Don't be so impulsive."

Facing the white spark pointed directly at his eyebrows, middle-aged man did not dodge or dodge. With his right hand casually, he extinguished two clusters of sparks with his palm.

Seeing this, the gods looked shocked.

Even among their clan, only the tribe of the presiding judge could resolve his attacks so easily.

"Look, you have defected now and saved the person Green Winchester wants the most. We happened to have some small friction with Hidden God in the past. After all, we are actually in the same group."

"Calm down."

God Inari hurriedly held down the gods.

The result of the confrontation between lightning and flashing is no longer obvious.

This middle-aged man who came out of nowhere was obviously not something that the gods could compete with. The reason why the other party was so calm was that he did not treat them as opponents at all.

Although this person has a kind face in middle age, Inari Shen is sure that he is definitely a dangerous person.

Since she spoke, she had noticed an unknown aura, which made her unable to help but get goose bumps even farther than the evil gods she knew.

This middle-aged man is neither a god nor a member of the gods.

Of course, he would not be a passenger who happened to pass by.

"Who are you?"

"That's right."

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and stretched out his right hand friendly toward Inari, "My believers usually call me joy. In fact, I have long wanted to meet you local gods, but I have never been able to take time before."

Happy?

Is there such a weird name?

Inari-kun shook hands with the middle-aged man inexplicably, but the next moment, she noticed the terrified eyes of the gods, and the latter's expression was like a prey targeted by natural enemies.

Along the way, this alien seemed to be trying his best to maintain his cold image, but in front of this middle-aged man, he kept trembling.

Huanyou obviously noticed the expression of the gods. After shook hands with Inari God, she stretched out her hand to the other party friendly, "What are you doing? Didn't I say that since you defected to the Hidden God Association, we are already in the same group, and you have no need to be afraid... What's more, didn't your tribe ever put many of us in a large prison?"

After hearing this, the gods finally reacted.

"wait……"

Before God Inari could speak, he saw the gods bit their teeth tightly and attacking the other party again.

Compared with the first tentative attack, this time the movement and momentum were much greater, and it was quite a bit like a temptation to die.

The sudden rise of temperature made her unable to help but shrink her hand back, but at the same time, her happy right hand penetrated the heat wave and gently placed it on the shoulders of the gods.

The heat wave dissipated.

Seeing this scene, Inari-Sheng frowned.

The gods still maintained their previous expressions, but their bodies had become empty shells.

She couldn't help but think of the discussion between the soul and the body that they had just started a few minutes ago, and suddenly felt a little ironic. At this moment, the body of the gods was still here, but the soul was gone.

It seems that her judgment is not wrong.

In the eyes of middle-aged people, this alien race seems to be an ant that can be killed by just taking action, so he can always maintain a calm attitude in front of people who are hostile to him.

Fear and anger ultimately influenced the judgment of the aliens, causing him to launch a suicide attack on an invincible enemy.

After measuring for a moment, Inari quickly realized that he did not seem to be the opponent of the middle-aged man.

"Tell me, what do I need to do?"

"No, you've completely misunderstood."

Happy shook his head, "We don't need you to do anything. On the contrary, we are here to help you get rid of these unnecessary troubles. At the same time, many of us want to thank you for the revelation you have provided to us."

"Thank me?"

Inari God was a little confused for a moment - this was the first time she and Huanyou met.

“You offer us another way to get along with humans.”

It was the gods headed by Inari that made them realize that in addition to destruction, there was another way to obtain energy in this world, and this way was much more sophisticated than their old methods.

Without destruction, there will be no conflict.

Without conflict, there will be no rebels.

Not only that, people will worship them and voluntarily provide them with inexhaustible energy.

Most of the ideas are derived from the legend about the God of Secretariat that has been circulated in N City for a long time, among which God of Inari is the best embodiment of this concept.

Believers built shrines and created a god who protected them and brought them year after year of harvest through the imagination of generations.

“We call your power the positive.”

Harvest, luck, joy, health...

These are the positive energy that most people hope to get. For this reason, they will go to shrines and churches everywhere and make pious wishes to the gods they imagine. "However, this is also the sorrow of serving God... The kind gods imagined by humans clearly have unparalleled energy, but cannot use this power to protect themselves."

"Well, I already know that I'm not good at fighting, so there's no need to finish it."

The joyful speech made Inari's eyelids pound violently.

She knew that in terms of energy levels alone, those gods combined were not enough for her to get between her teeth, but she just couldn't fight, and no one had ever taught her how to fight.

What should I do?

Her job is to bring good harvests to the people in City N. Fighting is usually done by those evil gods or war gods, and it is not her turn to do such things.

"I don't mean to laugh at you."

Huanyou shook her head, "I said, I'm here to help you. As the reward for letting us understand the "positive pole", we are also willing to share with you the field we are good at, which is a completely opposite of the ability you know... Your power is far stronger than you imagined."

The middle-aged man paused before continuing, "Imagine the power that is completely opposite to the harvest."
Chapter completed!