Chapter 278

After that person showed off, they secretly collected all his information and all his remains, and actually harvested a strand of hair.

By the time that person revealed his peerless terror, they wanted to regret it, but it was too late.

The clone codenamed "The Doctor" had already dominated the entire laboratory, and they were now as obedient as dogs, providing everything requested to serve this great daddy.

Fortunately, there were quite a few benefits.

These seven fourth-types, and even one fifth-type ultimate life form, were their harvest.

That person must know.

Now they could only pray that he didn't care.

Above the Japanese archipelago.

A certain mastermind, Luo Shu, smiled slightly.

That wasn't his hair, but the divinity he manifested, which was also a trial and a paving of the way.

However, the key was still what was in front of them...

His deep pupils, which seemed to have stars rotating in them, narrowed slightly, and he looked into the distance, as if he could see people flocking from all over the world.

I'm afraid there were millions, or even more, on their way here.

But...

"Still too few."

Luo Shu said to himself faintly.

A mere planet was too limited for him, who had already stepped past the boundary of gods.

Perhaps if things went on like this, a hundred years would be enough for him to go further.

But time wouldn't wait a hundred years for you, and the crises this world faced wouldn't wait a hundred years for you either.

"Then let's detonate a part of it first..."

"I... I broke through, I sensed magic power!! Dad, Mom, your son has made something of himself, you're going to live a good life!!!"

At this moment.

People who rushed from all over the world, as well as the nearby locals, had arrived.

People were constantly arriving by plane, flying carpet, etc.

Dozens of small dots carefully circled the lava lake, hovering in the sky, and the television stations of various countries were live-streaming the first-hand scene.

Below.

A full 600, 00 people were spread out around the lava lake.

Almost the moment they saw the profound runes on the corner of the temple, the crackling sounds in the crowd connected into a line, and the aura of magic power rising into the sky surged one after another.

Countless people burst into tears amidst huge surprises and emotional shocks.

In Japan, where class solidification was at its limit, this might truly be the only opportunity to change destiny.

Because the other path was to get into Tokyo University.

In a commoner's family, except for true geniuses, basically no one could do it, because you couldn't afford the high tuition fees for tutors.

And there was another group of people who were even more excited.

"Holy crap, I knew I came to the right place; damn, I broke through after just one look; I've already reached C-level as rated by the Magic Suppression Agency, right?"

The excited one was an older guy with red eyes.

Japan's classification was actually more detailed.

First rank corresponds to D-level, E-level.

Second rank transcendent corresponds to C-level and B-level.

Third rank corresponds to A, A+.

Fourth rank has not yet appeared.

If you don't count the changes brought by Luo Shu and the Miskatonic University hidden on the inner Reverse Reverse Side of the world, the modern era was really as Miroku and Inuyasha thought, nearly withered.

Those who could fight against his A+ great demon were extremely rare.

But now...

The 2. -meter guy burst into tears, his voice choked with sobs.

"I made it, I finally made it."

As one of the first batch of magic awakeners who practiced magic power following the novel, he formed a small group with others who awakened together.

Together they resisted secular denial and misunderstanding, and together they spoke up for that person.

But...

As time passed, the gap in talent gradually manifested.

Although he was lucky enough to catch every opportunity, he had only barely entered D-level now.

There was still a chasm between him and the C-level that represented transcendence.

And those former companions had long since arrived, and some had even entered B-level, becoming high-level officials in the Magic Suppression Agency, drifting further and further away from him.

And now, just by looking at the temple, he actually broke through???

The big guy wiped away his tears and kowtowed earnestly toward the horizon.

Whether it was the Trinity or not.

Or the difference in different causal lines.

Thank you.

"Not going into the temple?"

The person next to him looked at him leaving, a bit confused.

He waved his hand: "There is an old saying in the East: too much is as bad as too little."

Although he didn't know that person's attitude.

But the temple was a fragment knocked down by the past and the Ancient Gods, not actively sent down.

Regardless of whether there was an opportunity, there must be danger.

People should know how to be content...

Suddenly.

A sharp voice sounded: "Bullshit, that's our Korea's old saying; we Koreans also have a saying: people fight for a thread, this world depends on fighting; one step back, step by step back, how long can you retreat?"

????

People were full of confusion, looked back, and understood.

It's the Koreans.

Then it's fine.

After all, they are the ones who fight to move other people's things back to their own homes, and don't even let go of other people's ancestors.

Inside the temple.

The first arrivals, who were envied, jealous, and hated by the outside world, were now crying without tears.

Good news.

The temple is very large, and the interior is hundreds of times larger than it looks from the outside; although they didn't find the supreme treasure like the ancient tree of life, they found the golden apple tree, the supreme treasure of Greek mythology.

It spread out as if it didn't cost money, extending to the horizon.

Bad news.

This golden apple is alive; not only does it not give them food, but it also wants to eat them.

"I knew it, I knew it, people should be content; it wasn't bestowed by that person, how could a fragment knocked down by an enemy not have danger?"

Sango muttered, crying without tears, her body frozen as if fixed, standing in place without daring to move.

Inuyasha was also as obedient as a dog, honestly maintaining the posture of drawing his sword.

Ahead.

Miroku kept his hand stretched out in a gesture of stopping, feeling miserable.

He regretted it deeply in his heart.

He should have known.

He should have known that this world was so outrageous; how could a mere Kaguyahime make waves and obtain the qualification to become a god?

Wuwuwu, I want to go home.