Chapter 540

He finds that the powerful man who was biting him like a hyena is shaking.

Shaking violently in extreme fear.

Jogo has an expression of almost crying, and kneels on both knees: "Master, 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 one?

Mom.

May I ask what to do if you catch a small fry and disturb that big shot? Waiting online, very urgent.

Netizen: No rescue, wait for death, goodbye.

On residential houses everywhere.

The elite executors of the official side are like seeing a god, or fanatical, or yearning, kneeling down.

Simply worshiping and praising that young man like a god statue, and even paying back vows.

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

On the residential house.

Perceiving the gaze of the vast god's true body gradually moving away, Furuta Nimura's eyes roll, his whole body tense and constantly accumulating.

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

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

As the big villain in the original work, he never entrusts his destiny 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, losing all courage to struggle.

Not paying attention to Furuta Nimura, Brother Luo Shu looks at the former cursed spirit who is kneeling on the ground, humble to the point of melting into the earth: "I remember you are called Jogo? I remember you are following Geto Suguru?"

He remembers this character who appeared in the early stage of Jujutsu Kaisen, although he was hammered every time he encountered a powerful character.

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

For example, a certain Gojo Satoru.

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

Gojo Satoru is sitting on the Susanoo Martial God to block the Evil God...

"Yes, yes..."

Jogo, who is lying on the ground, dare not look up, cold sweat overflowing from his forehead, frantically guessing the meaning of this one.

Finally, his heart hardens, and he says righteously: "Master, although I was born a cursed spirit, born in darkness, I yearn for light; Geto Suguru and other human scum, stealing, robbing, arson, killing, occupying land, bewitching people, the influence is extremely huge, and the nature is extremely bad.

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

Jogo's voice is sonorous and powerful, his face seems 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 side or the good side.

And judging from a series of events from the Sky Curtain to the present, there is no place that is not protecting ordinary people, so the order is not worse than before the Sky Curtain descended, and even better in some places.

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

In the words of the East, humans are favored by heaven and earth.

Who is heaven?

The big shot in front of him is heaven.

Jogo is not even at ease, afraid that this one thinks he is colluding with the remaining scum of Geto Suguru, and says decisively: "Please rest assured, Master, in three days... no, if I can't 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 official old oiler the Jogo who was crazy and headstrong?

Brother Luo Shu is speechless.

He has no idea how unfriendly a series of events he manipulated is 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 that they are all humans and all called Earth.

Furuta Nimura is dazed.

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

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

However...

Furuta Nimura's tiger body shakes, and he kneels on the ground, pressing Ouma Shu's head to kowtow.

"Wronged, Your Majesty, I'm just smuggling, and I'm not with these crazy terrorists like Arima Kisho."

The voice is so shrill that it's like snow flying 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 intends to ascend to godhood with the heart of Carthage, and Hiruko Kagetane, who pushed Arima Kisho to test.

He truly perceived the remnants of the Old King lingering in his ears back then, and he didn't believe at all that a few hundred million people could make someone ascend to become that magnificent existence.

He 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, he planned to backstab.

The crime is not enough to die.

Brother Luo Shu: "........."

This big villain who was originally high in aura, how did he become like this?

Forget it, I guess he can't give me real data.

Looking at Jogo and Furuta Nimura, who are stiff and nervous as if waiting for the judge to pronounce the death penalty, Brother Luo Shu says lightly.

"These are things that belong to your human world, you decide; however..."

He reveals a strange smile, making Furuta Nimura's scalp numb.

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

He doesn't go on, but that strange smile makes the two villain bosses present feel uneasy to the point of exploding.

No, Master, you might as well give us a quick death.

"But it's not without benefits."

Brother Luo Shu, like a gentle young man guiding a lost lamb, says: "Praise my divine form in the fire, and you will get the protection of avoiding fire; praise in the water, and you will get the protection of avoiding water; praise in the struggle, and you will not die by swords; praise in the cold wind, and you will not freeze to death in 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 is stunned.

Yes.

Even those elite executors have long completed life sublimation, not fearing cold and heat, not fearing water and fire.

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

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

Almost simultaneously thinking of the authority of gods.

Most gods are the personification of natural concepts.

Yes.

Ordinary illness and wind and snow can't do anything to them, but what about gods'?

The wind and snow unconsciously radiated by the god of wind and snow are afraid that they could freeze them to death in an instant.

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

In other words, as long as you praise the true body of this one in your heart, you can get the protection against the residual power of the gods?

How outrageous is this kind of protection?

Then the question is, what is the price?

Ordinary gods definitely don't have this ability; at least the Old King roared his true name when he woke up, and there was no such terrifying effect at all.

Damn.

Being watched by such a big shot is too damn stimulating.