Chapter 490: My Profession Panel Is Somehow in an Anime Style? Chapter 230

He immediately activated his Sacred Gear-nullifying ability, wanting to undo the power being applied to him.

However.

Nothing happened.

'How is that possible'

Realizing his ability hadn't taken effect, Li Zeweimu's whole body went limp — this meant the opponent truly hadn't obtained his overwhelming strength through a Longinus.

But this ambitious man quickly composed himself, forcing a smile onto his face: "Your Majesty"

After recognizing the gap between himself and his opponent, he naturally couldn't keep stubbornly resisting; yielding became his only option.

Besides, if the person before him really was the Infinite Dragon God's elder brother, then he'd best hurry and think of a way to explain his own actions.

After all, judging from the other's display just now, this one clearly wasn't the sort of character who could be brushed off so easily, unlike that black-haired girl.

Unfortunately, Li Ang had no intention of listening to his nonsense, and silently reached out a hand to imprison him.

Honestly, in Li Ang's eyes, this backstabber in front of him wasn't even worth as much as Christia — at least that pyromaniac vampire would fight with everything she had to survive, but this guy.

Even turning him into a Pseudo-Servant would be bad luck in Li Ang's eyes.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out: "I don't mind you making a move on Li Zeweimu, sir, but I wonder if you could leave behind the 【Twilight Sacred Spear】?"

"After all, that can barely be counted as my property."

Li Ang followed the voice and saw a burly man wearing sunglasses with a red dot on his brow grinning at him.

He raised an eyebrow and immediately named the other's identity: "Indra?"

Indra. Or rather, Indra, was the leader of the mythological faction Mount Sumeru in the High School DxD world.

From the name alone one could tell the other had inextricable ties to the Heavenly Emperor of mythology.

Only, unlike the original scripture, Mount Sumeru was more like a mishmash cobbled together from Hindu, Buddhist, and Chinese mythology.

After all, the Indra before him commanded such a bizarre combination as Arjuna, Guan Yu, and the Four Heavenly Kings of Buddhism.

It sounded very intimidating, and this Indra's strength was indeed quite impressive.

But in the DxD world, the two Great Dragon Gods were two mountains that no one could surpass, let alone Li Ang, who was evenly matched with them and even faintly a step stronger.

"Once it's in my hands it's naturally mine, and—" Li Ang pointed at Cao Cao, still kneeling on the ground, "this little fellow is your man, right? Then consider that spear payment for my little sister taking care of him all these years."

Hearing this, Indra's body involuntarily stiffened.

The reason he'd had Cao Cao join the Khaos Brigade was because he'd set his sights on the Infinite Dragon God's name.

With such an existence shielding the front, even if Cao Cao did anything outrageous, others would simply assume it was that being's order.

But who could have expected that this fool—naive Infinite Dragon God actually had an elder brother, and one whose strength seemed far from weak at that.

Ignoring Li Zeweimu off to the side, whose face was pleading for him to speak up in his defense, Indra could only shrug: "You have a point."

Saying so, he slightly stepped aside, signaling that he wouldn't block Li Ang's departure.

Seeing this, Li Ang let out a laugh from whose tone no emotion could be read.

He hadn't expected the Indra from the original work, who always spoke with barbs in every line, to behave so deferentially before him — sure enough, strength was the only truth; though it might also be that he hadn't touched the other's core interests.

Li Ang couldn't be bothered to figure out which it was; after all, he and the other would eventually cross swords.

But not now — at least until he'd thoroughly researched the Longinus and dealt with the Norse pantheon, he wouldn't be making a move against these pantheons.

Then, under Li Zeweimu's slightly fearful gaze, Li Ang casually planted countless seals on his body, and promptly stored him away in a storage ring.

It had to be said, the fact that 【Space Creation】 could hold living things made it far superior to most storage equipment; otherwise, Li Ang, who still couldn't use 【Amenotejikara】 for the time being, would have had quite a bit of trouble taking Li Zeweimu with him.

But clearly, he couldn't keep going on like this — he still had to reconstruct 【Amenotejikara】 as soon as possible.

Recalling what he'd once done in the One-Punch Man world, Li Ang's gaze couldn't help but flicker.

He already had some ideas, but exactly how to carry them out would only be known after putting them into practice.

Before leaving, Li Ang glanced at a certain shadow in the distance, then led Ophis into the pitch-black rift behind him.

And Ophis never said a word from start to finish, merely quietly watching the youth beside her who called himself her elder brother complete the purge of the Khaos Brigade.

And not long after Li Ang left, Indra dropped his smile, pursed his lips, and said: "Stop hiding, Hades — you don't really think that gentleman just now didn't notice you, do you?"

"Though I suppose that behavior of yours is why you got stuck with the Underworld — that gloomy sewer really does suit a rat like you who can't stand the light."

As his words fell, a skeleton clad in a luxurious black-and-gold robe suddenly appeared on the rooftop.

The skeleton looked at the cold-faced burly man, and the soul-fire in his eye sockets couldn't help but waver: "Indra, do you really think He is that Infinite Dragon God's elder brother?"

". Who knows." Facing the question from this god of the Underworld, Indra's expression gradually grew solemn. "Regardless of whether He is or not, His strength is enough to warrant our full attention."

"Li Zeweimu isn't exactly the sort of enemy you can take down easily."

Although as one of the world's top ten powerhouses, he was confident he could defeat Li Zeweimu as well, he absolutely couldn't do it as effortlessly as that person just had.

Hearing this, the soul-fire in Hades's eyes immediately flared violently.

'This guy actually gave such a high evaluation?'

Even though he thoroughly despised the other pantheons, he had to admit that the Heavenly Emperor before him ranked among the very top even among all the gods in terms of strength.

If even he said so.

"Dragon God."

Hearing those two words, Indra first fell silent, but before long his expression began to fill with excitement.

He had always believed that heroes emerged in times of chaos, so then please tell me—

What could be more chaotic than an era in which three Dragon Gods appeared at once?

……

Elsewhere.

Li Ang led Ophis and appeared in Niflheim.

The Infinite Dragon God first glanced at the icy landscape around her, then asked in a calm tone: "When do we go deal with the Great Red?"

"We'll have to wait a few days."

". You lied to me?"

Although Orpheus's tone carried not the slightest ripple, Li Ang caught a hint of grievance in it.

He patted the girl's head, then said in a gentle tone: "Before that, I need to make some preparations first."

Hearing that, Orpheus simply stared at him fixedly.

After a while, she nodded: "Alright."

This silly child is way too easy to fool.

Orpheus's reaction left all the arguments Li Ang had prepared with nowhere to be used.

After a moment of silence, he gave a helpless smile: "Don't worry, I always keep my word."

Hearing this assurance, Orpheus glanced somewhat oddly at the fellow member beside her: "I trust you."

She did not know why the other party had suddenly said this; after all, in the eyes of this Infinite Dragon God, things seemed quite simple — to deal with the Crimson who could banish her, one indeed needed to prepare thoroughly.

Moreover, having already waited so many years, she was in no rush for this one moment.

Unaware of what was going through Orpheus's mind, Li Ang casually opened 【Huang Quan Hiraisan】.

Next, it was time to see how far the Pseudo-Servants had progressed; he hoped they wouldn't disappoint him.

With such thoughts, the two figures — one tall, one short — vanished in an instant.