I, God Lord, recruit witches to make money

Chapter 293
The houses in the City of Dawn are distributed according to their respective factions.

Fujiwara Ryusei floated from the shadows to the door, raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

"Jingle, jingle, jingle."

Three times in a row.

"who is it?!"

An irritable tone came from the living room, along with the thumping of footsteps, and someone's peeping gaze came from the cat's eyes.

"Hi~Hanama-chan~" Fujiwara Ryugen waved his hand with a bright smile on his face.

"Go away, don't disturb me for a drink!"

Huajianju didn't even bother to open the door, and chased people away with a very rude tone. She just wanted to have a drunken night before going out to fight.

"I'm in a hurry."

Fujiwara Ryugen explained with a smile.

Tsk, Huajianju's face was full of displeasure, but she still didn't close the door any more. She opened the door and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Fujiwara Ryusei briefly explained the current situation and said with a serious face: "Can you contact Shiraishi-san?"

"I don't know, let's give it a try."

Huajianju scratched her head and turned back to the house.

Fujiwara Tatsustring had a cheeky face and entered without invitation. There was a Western-style floor inside, so he didn't need to take off his shoes.

Takagi Kakuzu, Aono Ren, and Komatsu Yoshiko each occupy a place. The table is full of steaming dishes, and there are a lot of empty wine bottles on the ground.

The air is filled with the aroma of wine.

"Hey ~ mature handsome guy over there, do you want to drink together?"

Komatsu Yoshiko waved, looking like a warm and hospitable woman.

Fujiwara Ryugen used to like to pick up girls, but he also knew which girls he could strike up a conversation with and which girls he couldn't.

He didn't want to talk to those responsible women, so he put on a gentleman's expression and said, "No need."

"Yeah, it's such a pity." Yoshiko Komatsu shrugged, picked up a bottle of wine and drank heavily, vomiting bitterly: "Bald man, I was really heartbroken by Shido."

"They say I'm not bald, you love-minded woman."

Takagi Kaku corrected the other person's title again, and said: "It's almost time to give up, Genjiro-sama is focused on practicing, so he won't have any thoughts of falling in love.

Especially in the current situation, the seventh realm wants to break through to the eighth realm, and the eighth realm wants to break through to the ninth realm. Everyone wants to climb up, so there is no need to think about that. "

"Ugh, what should I do?"

Komatsu Yoshiko was lying on the table, crying so hard that she just wanted to find a good man to marry. Why was it so troublesome?
Fujiwara Ryusei pretended not to see it and continued to stare at the bedroom door.

Takagi Kakuo and Aono Ren continued to raise their glasses.

Seeing that no one came to comfort her, Komatsu Yoshiko, who was lying on her stomach, felt deeply saddened by the men's indifference. She continued to drink bitter wine down her throat, "Damn it, no man is good."

"Don't fire the map cannon randomly." Gao Mujiao looked helpless.

In the bedroom, Hua Jianju took out the skull necklace Shiraishi gave from the bedside table and pinched it.

I injected spiritual power again, but there was no response.

Sure enough, it won't work... She thought to herself, and vaguely saw something in the skull's eyes.

She stepped forward curiously, and a three-dimensional image of the skull suddenly popped up, "Wow."

Huajianju quickly took two steps back, her heart almost jumped out of her chest, she glared and cursed: "Asshole, you want to scare me to death!"

"Haha."

Skull laughed, it was a familiar voice, Baishi said slowly: "I see that you are at home, and you don't look like you are in danger, so I want to play a joke with you, what can I do for you?"

"The high priest led his people to the Shura Realm and killed Gustavo. It is suspected that they are going to hold a séance ceremony. George and the others want you to come back and take charge."

Huajian Ju briefly explained the current situation.

"Oh, I don't have time. Let's wait until I finish settling the matter here. If there is any surprise, just squeeze the skull and a hero will fall from the sky."

"Hey, you are such a narcissist."

Huajianju complained about his words, couldn't help but smile on her face, and said in a cheerful tone: "Then I will reply to them like this."

"Ah."

The skull responded and disappeared into the air.

Huajian Ju turned around and walked out of the bedroom door, shrugged and said, "Shiraishi doesn't want to come back yet. He wants to prioritize matters in the United States. Don't worry. He can come back if something happens."

"Well, that's the only way." Fujiwara Ryusei touched his nose.

Komatsu Yoshiko winked wildly.

Huajianju immediately understood her best friend's thoughts and said helplessly: "You're already here, do you want a drink?"

"Forget it, you drink slowly, I have to report the results of the matter to George and the others."

Fujiwara Ryugen is not stupid, he is a good person, how could he invite Hanama Kiku to drink with him if he doesn't like him very much.

If he wanted to drink, he could find someone else.

"Ok."

Huajian Ju didn't force herself and gave Komatsu Yoshiko a helpless look.

……

Fujiwara Tatsuzuru returned to the Round Table to resume his life.

George and the others were very satisfied with the answer and did not say anything. They continued to study the body of Saskia, the Western King.

It's not like dissecting cadavers, that kind of preliminary research has come to an end.

They are currently trying to figure out how to transform Saskia's body into a resource that everyone can use.

Everything about monsters that has not been purified is extremely poisonous to humans.

The usual methods of purifying monsters were completely ineffective when used to purify the King of Monsters.

Arthur has tried hundreds of experiments, including but not limited to enhancing the original method of purifying monsters. He has discussed and deduced with others, but has never come up with a suitable solution.

……

In the cold laboratory, magic spells are engraved on the walls, floor, and ceiling.

The dissected Saskia lay quietly on the table, the filthy devilish air infecting the spell.

Every once in a while, Arthur would move Saskia's body to another laboratory.

Re-engrave the magic spells in the house to ensure that the spells that trap the evil energy will not fail.

The demonic energy in the ninth realm is too tricky.

Arthur and the others put on protective suits similar to spacesuits, except that the hands are quite thin to ensure their flexibility.

After putting on this protective clothing, everyone entered the door one by one.

This is not the first time that Arthur has come in, but he is still shocked by the powerful demonic energy emitted by the other party, and his breathing becomes slower. "Where should I start today? My suggestion is to start with blood."

"Every time it's blood, but nothing good happens. I just start with the parts on my hands."

Peter yelled, seemingly testily.

George held the opposite opinion and said: "It is better to be focused than distracted. Only by working together can we purify Saskia's body as soon as possible and carry out our next plan."

Peter was silent. He was a selfish person and had never surrendered to Saskia. He simply did not want to serve anyone.

Only by being your own boss can you get the bulk of the profits.

He wanted to study the hand, which meant that the parts of the hand were his own.

But what George said makes sense.

"Tsk, let's start with the blood."

……

A few days later, Perth.

A blizzard enveloped the place.

The altar made of ice is square and located in the center of the formation.

The immortals who showed their prototypes and the extraordinary human beings all wore a robe made of white snow.

The white snow rolled in the wind, and the believers of the Winter God Sect knelt on one knee, their heads lowered, and no one dared to look up.

God cannot be seen.

Different from the past, this time the high priest asked the God of Winter to stay away from the inner world and stay in the Shura world.

If it were the United States, it would take a long period of transformation before the world could bear the coming of the God of Winter.

The Shura world itself is extremely rich in spiritual energy. No. [-] started the transformation and No. [-] has completed it.

The high priest raised his arms high and shouted.

No one can hear it clearly, the ancient and jerky language does not seem to belong to humans.

Shaking the wind and snow.

Awe makes believers lower their heads more and more piously to welcome the coming of the God of Winter.

"!" The high priest raised his head, spread out his arms, and the last syllable made the altar tremble, and a dazzling beam of light shot through the lead-colored clouds.

Like the holy light from heaven, all the light and color in the world gather here.

And in the light, a huge, snow-white figure emerged. The specific face could not be seen clearly. Just from the outline of the body, it could probably be classified as a female god.

Narcissa, the god of winter, came to this world.

The wind and snow cheered for it.

Every believer is aware of his own divine power, expressing joy and dependence on the invisible being, just like the feelings a newborn child has for its mother.

The high priest knelt down on one knee, his usually cold face no longer able to contain his joy, "God, we have finally waited for you."

"High Priest, you have done a good job."

Narcissa's voice was ethereal, but it didn't spread far.

Those believers who lacked divine power might have twisted into a mass of indescribable tentacles when they heard His voice.

"Everything is in accordance with your instructions." The high priest's tone was full of respect.

Narcissa said slowly: "Next, let's go to the fortress established by humans here to welcome new believers.

We must step up the establishment of the Kingdom of God on earth. "

"Yes."

The high priest replied respectfully.

Standing up, turning around, facing the dark crowd of believers under the altar, the high priest waved his right hand, letting his voice spread far away, "God has a will to establish an earthly kingdom of God in the Shura world.

To do this, we need to recruit more Protestants, starting with heading to the fortress where humans are! "

"I am willing to fight for God!"

All the believers roared in unison.

The wind and snow increased.

The high priest looked into the distance, as if he could see the wall.

……

The city walls outside the City of Dawn are always on duty, responsible for guarding the surrounding area.

The configuration of the round table arrangement is usually soldiers equipped with mechas and soldiers transformed into monsters, paired with extraordinary beings who observe the enemy's situation.

Jack lives in the dormitory on the second floor of the wall.

He once won the championship in the K-ONE White Fighting Competition and gained the supreme glory of the world, but with the update of powerful mechas, he was lost to the times.

Nowadays, will is not the key to determining strength, but the model of the powerful mecha is.

Jack's body has been eroded by the strong armor of the old era and cannot adapt to the strong armor of the new era. It is a matter of course that he is abandoned and eliminated.

A squad leader was the highest position he could obtain.

But Jack didn't care about that. He was full of hatred for the high priest, day after day, and never relaxed his training.

"Yo, Jack, are you exercising again? It's a rare shift, there's no need to be so tired, let's go have a drink together."

"Haha, you don't need to pay attention to him, this guy is a weirdo."

The people who slept with him knew that Jack would not go, but they still pretended to be here for the first time, saying repetitive and robotic words every day, just to make fun of him.

Sweat fell to the ground.

Jack ignored their voices as usual and continued to count silently in his mind. Today he would do one more push-ups than usual.

Small changes in strength and progress are the driving force that supports him to continue.

Stomping, rapid footsteps came from outside the door, and a person appeared at the door of the dormitory, saying in a deep voice: "Captain Jack, I have a secret experiment I want to ask you about."

"Can you become stronger?" Jack stopped doing push-ups and raised his head and asked.

There was a trace of interest on the face of the officer responsible for delivering the order. This fierce look like a lone wolf was exactly the talent the superiors needed. "Stronger than you think."

"Then I'm willing to participate."

Jack stood up from the ground, sweating profusely, and his thin cheeks made his already sharp-edged face appear somewhat cold and hard.

"Put on your clothes and follow me."

Jack turned around and picked up a towel to wipe his sweat casually, then put on a dark green military uniform and a powerful mecha belt.

He strode out of the dormitory door.

It was brightly lit outside, and the aisles took on the thickness of rock.

After all, you live within the walls.

……

Regarding the names of the four walls, there is no special name for the round table. There are many private names. However, for soldiers, simple and popular names are easier to remember than advanced names.

The wall that protects the City of Dawn is called the Wall of Dawn.

Needless to say, it's big on the outside, and it's equally spacious on the inside.

Each wall holds a full 10 people.

Although the City of Dawn within the wall is large and has many exquisite houses, it is not for them to live in.

The city wall is their home.

Jack walked with the officer for a while, and at first he knew the way, but gradually, leaving his defensive area, the road became unfamiliar.

Seven turns and eight turns.

He finally arrived at a sign with a sign for a special experimental group.

The officer raised his hand and opened the door.

Inside was a spacious room with a light on the top, and seven men and three women silently occupied a corner of the room.

There is also a small door on the side.

The officer stepped forward, knocked and said: "Master Gao Liu, the first batch of eight people for the test have been brought here."

"Ah."

The charming voice came through the crack in the door, making the officer tremble, but he didn't dare to have any evil thoughts. He stepped aside and said, "Don't be disrespectful to Lord Gaoyanagi later!"

This sentence is mainly for those men.

He was well aware of the charm of that person, and was afraid that their eyes would offend him, offend him, and make him angry.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, just relax."

The door opened, and a woman with wavy blond hair strode out with a beauty mark on the corner of her mouth.

Her blue eyes swept over the people present, and she said with a smile: "My name is Gao Liujing, the leader of the special experiment team.

This experiment is to let you act as a guinea pig to see if the demonic energy can be purified. "

"Isn't that the magic potion?" Jack asked the doubt in his heart.

"It's different. You will drink the blood of Western King Saskia directly. It has been modified by Arthur and is called the blood of evolution. Try it and see what effect it has."

Gao Liujing smiled, took out the contract and said: "This experiment is very risky. Participation is entirely voluntary. Those who want to participate sign here."

(End of this chapter)