.One Hundred and Nineteen, Burning Oedo

One Hundred and Nineteen, Burning Oedo

"...Okay, that's the end of the gossip. I guess you've seen enough of the jokes I made. Should the main owners over there come out to show up?"

After chuckling and teasing Feili for a few jokes, the magic goddess who had changed her clothes suddenly turned and turned to a stern wall that was more than ten steps away and shouted, "...If I'm not wrong, you should be the Yueming who sets this killing game."

"...Haha, I am worthy of being the famous magic goddess Mistera. With my little Taoist journey, I can't hide it from your eyes..."

After a moment of silence, with a string of clear and generous laughter as a prelude, a pretty figure slowly turned out from behind the broken wall, which made most of the people present gasp. The beautiful figure in front of him was clearly the beautiful dancer who had just performed the seductive dance of the Red Luo who assassinated the captain of the Red Army Captain Sheng.

Under the hazy moonlight and firelight, the dancer's steps were still so leisurely and full of beauty. There were a few elegant and quiet smiles on her delicate face, and even the jewel-like naked outfit was not replaced... However, what came from her cherry mouth was the low voice that definitely belonged to an adult man.

"... In the god of the Yellow Spring, Yueming, I have seen the Goddess of Magic who came from far away in the West."

Accompanied by this plain greeting, a sharp divine power whistled, full of bone-black gloom and coldness, oppressing almost everyone's body was stiff, unable to move his body any longer, and it was difficult to open his eyes.

"…Isn't it interesting to show off these little tricks that can't be up to the table in front of me?"

The magic goddess frowned in disgust and waved her hand gently. These uncomfortable and hazes were instantly driven away. Instead, they were replaced by a solemn and lively subtle atmosphere. Although there was neither the gloomy and terrifying deterrence nor the supreme inspiration of light, they could make people admire them involuntarily.

——This is the majesty of the magic goddess Mistera: serious, serious, rational, without lacking the necessary imagination and creativity. This is also a quality that all outstanding scholars in the world must possess.

As for Yueming, whose divine power was easily repelled in an instant, his face seemed not so good, but he still smiled and said to defend himself.

"...Haha, my faith has been declining in this country for a long time, so naturally it is not as powerful as your nobleman, and I just showed my identity to these mortals, and there was no other meaning..."

Taking advantage of the delayed time of these perfunctory rhetoric, Yueming began to save his subordinates.

"She" waved her hand casually, and the remaining few black witches and black-clothed killers disappeared in an instant. Even the boss's wife Yuzi, who had broken her legs and one hand, was immediately healed again, and then supported each other and stumbled away from here.

Given the strange atmosphere at the moment, the urban management officers naturally did not dare to continue to kill in front of the gods, and the magic goddess just hummed and watched coldly, and sometimes mocked her a few words of viciousness, but she had no intention of stopping it - perhaps because of disdain.

"...It's been a long time since I fell down? Tsk tsk, it seems that this is true. I haven't even fallen to dress up as a brothel dancer and show my charm to mortals in the jiyuan. Compared with my ex-boyfriend Kelemvor (Kelemvor, the King of the Dead, the God of Death in the Feren continent), there is a huge gap. Well, but Kelemvor seems to have been living a very sad life a while ago. If one day this guy unfortunately gets to the same level as you, I might suggest that he come and visit his colleagues, and ask you for tips on dressing up women and dancing and laughing, and how to do this and that with the client... Oh hehe..."

Such sharp and vicious ridicule, as well as the subtle eyes full of jokes, and the strange expressions of the people around him made Yueming's face seem to have opened a dyeing shop for a moment, blue and white, and red. However, due to the concerns of the huge gap in strength between them, he did not dare to turn against each other rashly, so he had to knock down his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, and even continued to smile.

"......This... please stop joking. Your Highness, you should be clear. It is not me who danced in the private room just now. Just like you standing here talking at this moment, you are not your original body and appearance..."

Speaking of this, "She" smiled bitterly and patted her turbulent plump breasts. The silver bell hanging on the pink buds at the tip of the ** suddenly jingled again, "...This is my God-born witch. In your Western terms, it is almost equivalent to the chief elector... Your Highness, you should be in the same situation now."

"…Same situation? Oh, no, no, it should be said to be completely different situations, right?"

Although the other party seemed to be willing to surrender in his words, the Magic Goddess still curled his lips provocatively, "...The voters under my command are all powerful people in the world who are highly powerful and stand above ten thousand people. Well, except for a little guy who is not very good at playing..."

She glanced at a fake girl who had just come out from under her skirt, and quickly turned her gaze, "...Look at you again, hum, according to some of the guests who were looking for the banquet just now, this dancer did not make her debut, but had been selling laughter in Yoshihara Hua Street for two or three years. You are not the priest... The chief voter actually fell into the position of selling her body on Hua Street, which shows that your god is really declining."

In front of so many people, he was ridiculed in this way without any hesitation. No matter how well Yueming has cultivated, he can't hold on his face.

"...Dear Goddess of Magic, although I have no intention of competing with you here, please do not repeatedly provoke. This land, which has a bottom line, is my country after all."

However, Misterra's next answer was another equally sharp sarcasm.

"...Oh? Is that right? But since you have this self-knowledge, you shouldn't appear in front of me at all."

The goddess raised her eyebrows and retorted with some disdain, "...As for saying that this is your country? Hehe, this is really a completely unfunny joke. Don't think I don't know. Your belief in this land has long declined to the extreme. Even the clergy of death has been replaced by others. No need to mention it, just say that in the city where you and I live, how many residents are left who worship you?"

"...Hmph, they are just a group of mediocre and foolish people who are about to die. How can they be my believers?"

After being slapped in the face again and again, Yueming had completely lost the patience of continuing communication. Looking back at his own people, he turned around and bowed, "... In short, although you have more of your highness, you will be involved in disrupting the situation, but the things I have planned to do tonight have been accomplished as expected. Therefore, I said goodbye and please don't interfere in our affairs anymore, so as not to insult yourself... I hope you and I will never be able to do in the future."

Before he finished speaking, Yueming's figure had turned into a wisp of smoke and floated away in front of everyone's eyes.

The Magic Goddess, who was extremely arrogant the moment before, also quietly breathed a sigh of relief in the secret.

Although this Edo Castle may not be Yueming's home court, it must be her Mistera's away game.

Moreover, she was here for a vacation and was not ready to fight against the same level of hostility - no matter how hard Yueming, the declining ancient god of Huangquan, was, she was also a true god walking in the sky.

What's worse is that for His Highness the Magic Goddess, Yueming is indeed not very powerful, and it is very easy to settle it, but it is hard to say whether there is any more powerful existence behind this guy... Therefore, her repeated provocations and pretending to be disdainful of Yueming just now are actually somewhat harsh and weak on the inside, and she is also a bit mysterious and inquiring about the inside story.

To put it more unpleasantly, as the saying goes, dogs that can bite people do not bark. If you understand it the other way around, those dogs that do not or dare not bite people can only give themselves courage by barking desperately...

Fortunately, Yueming seemed to be fighting alone, and he was also full of concerns, and he had no crazy plan to fight life and death with the goddess of the foreign country. After fighting each other for some maneuvers, he finally took a step back and ended the battle.

But for the terrified survivors, their troubles have just begun.
Chapter completed!