Chapter 540

He found that the powerful man who was biting him like a hyena and playing with a mouse was shaking.

Shaking violently in extreme fear.

Jogo had a crying expression, and with a plop, he knelt on the ground: "My lord, I was wrong, I shouldn't have disturbed your interest!"

Who says men don't cry easily?

It's just that they haven't reached the point of sadness.

Now, is there anything sadder than offending this lord?

Mom.

May I ask, catching a small fry while playing with a mouse, and disturbing that lord, what should I do? Waiting online, very urgent.

Netizen: No rescue, wait for death, goodbye.

On various residential houses around.

The elite executors of the official Reverse Reverse Side were even more like seeing a god, or fanatical, or yearning, kneeling down.

Simply worshipping and praising that young man as a god statue, and even fulfilling vows.

That guy with the Northeast accent, your wife gave birth to a child, why thank me.

On the residential house.

Sensing that the gaze of the vast divine true body was gradually moving away, Furuta Nimura's eyes rolled, his whole body tense and constantly accumulating.

He is at least a fourth-rank high-level, plus his extremely strong immortality.

If he exhausts everything, flicks away a trace of flesh, and then recovers after escaping the god's field of vision, is it feasible?

As the big villain in the original work, he never entrusts his fate to the will of others.

But the next moment.

The young man just said "come down" with his back to him, and he climbed down obediently, directly losing all courage to struggle.

Not caring about Furuta Nimura, Luo Shu looked at the former cursed spirit who was kneeling on the ground, humble enough to merge with the earth: "I remember you are called Jogo? I remember you are following Geto Suguru?"

He remembered this character who appeared in the early stage of Jujutsu Kaisen, although every time he met a powerful character, he was pressed and hammered.

But his strength is indeed strong, just often used as a stepping stone to set off stronger people.

For example, a certain Gojo Satoru.

When he came to this world, the plot hadn't started yet, and now it's even more irrelevant to the original plot.

Gojo Satoru is sitting and blocking the evil god with Susanoo...

"Yes yes..."

Jogo, lying on the ground, didn't dare to look up, cold sweat overflowing from his forehead, his heart frantically guessing what this lord meant.

Finally, his heart hardened, and he said righteously and sternly: "My lord, although I was born a cursed spirit, born in darkness, I yearn for light. Geto Suguru and other scum among humans, stealing, robbing, arson, killing, occupying land, bewitching people, have a huge influence, and the nature is extremely bad.

I, Jogo, as an official undercover agent, can only deal with him falsely, until half a year ago, under the internal and external attack of the official Reverse Reverse Side and me, Geto Suguru's group has collapsed and is currently fleeing in the Kobe area."

Jogo's voice was sonorous and powerful, his face seemed to be shining.

The light of the righteous path.

As everyone knows.

There are non-humans among Heroic Spirits.

But they need to be on the order Reverse Reverse Side or the good Reverse Reverse Side.

And judging from the series of events from the sky screen to the present, there is no place that is not protecting ordinary people, so now that powerhouses are emerging one after another, order is not worse than before the sky screen descended, and even better.

In short, looking at things from the human standpoint, doing things is absolutely no problem.

In Eastern terms, humans are favored by heaven and earth.

Who is heaven?

The big shot in front of him is heaven.

Jogo didn't even feel at ease, fearing that this lord would think he was colluding with that remaining scum Geto Suguru, and said firmly: "Please rest assured, my lord, in a week... no, within three days, if I cannot capture Geto Suguru's remnants and rectify the law, I, honorary human Jogo, am willing to burn in heavenly fire and destroy myself!"

Is this old official oil-slick, that arrogant and headstrong Jogo?

Luo Shu was speechless.

He had no idea how unfriendly the series of events he manipulated were to non-humans.

Uh, but if he knew, he would probably just increase the intensity.

After all, the only thing that gives him a sense of belonging is being human and being called Earth.

Furuta Nimura was confused.

How much beating did this ruthless man who chased him to flee for his life experience to be this humble?

He seemed to see a once-energetic young man beaten by society into a bitter social animal.

But...

Furuta Nimura's tiger body shook, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, pressing Ouma Shu's head down to kowtow.

"I'm wronged, Your Majesty, I'm just smuggling, and I'm not in the same group as those frantic terrorists like Arima Kisho."

The voice was so miserable that it could almost make snow fly in June.

To be honest.

He really didn't plan to play any massacre or engage in that joke of a Paradise Plan.

Compared to Arima Kisho, who intended to ascend to godhood with the heart of Carthage, and Shikura Etsu, who pushed Arima Kisho to test.

He truly sensed the remnant of the old king lingering in his ears back then, and he didn't believe at all that a mere few hundred million people could make one ascend to heaven and become such a magnificent existence.

Just planned to come to this world and enjoy the last days, okay?

Even in order to enjoy the long-lost modern facilities and the prosperity of modern society more, he planned to backstab.

The crime is not punishable by death.

Luo Shu: "………"

How did this big villain who was arrogant in the original work become like this?

Forget it, I guess I can't get real data from him.

Looking at Jogo and Furuta Nimura, who were stiff and nervous as if waiting for a judge to pronounce a death sentence, Luo Shu said lightly.

"These are things that belong to your human world, you look at it, but..."

He showed a strange smile, making Furuta Nimura's scalp tingle.

"Let the god's true body spit out its own name..."

He didn't continue, but the strange smile made the two villain bosses present feel uneasy to the point of exploding.

No, my lord, at least give me a quick one.

"But it's not without benefits."

Luo Shu, like a gentle young man guiding a lost lamb, said: "Praise my divine form in the fire, and you will receive the protection of avoiding fire; praise me in the water, and you will receive the protection of avoiding water; praise me in the struggle, and you will not die by the sword; praise me in the cold wind, and you will not freeze to death in the wind and snow...

Praise me in pain, and illness will stay away from you.

Meditate on me, praise me, worship me, death is insulated from you, and bad luck fears you."

Everyone present was stunned.

Yes.

Even those elite executors had long since completed life sublimation, were not afraid of cold and heat, and were not afraid of water and fire.

But would the words of a big shot of this level be so simple?

The two people who were fighting for their lives just a moment ago subconsciously looked at each other.

Almost simultaneously thought of the god's authority.

Most gods are personifications of natural concepts.

Yes.

Ordinary illness, wind and snow can't do anything to them, what about the god's?

The wind and snow unconsciously dissipated by the god of wind and snow are probably enough to freeze them to death instantly.

But since this big shot said so, they will definitely not die.

In other words, as long as you praise the true body of this lord in your heart, you can get the resistance to the god's residual power?

What kind of outrageous protection is this?

So the question is, what is the price?

Ordinary gods definitely don't have this ability; at least the old king didn't roar out his true name, and it didn't have this terrifying effect at all.

Damn.

Being watched by such a giant, it's too damn exciting.