I'm starting a mythical revival in Tokyo

Chapter 222 Cheese is Power
"Heretic, show yourself. You have no way to escape from me!"

The bloody Lionheart walked casually in the town of Salem, dragging the sword in his hand. Fortunately, the sword was not made of iron. Although it scraped a series of sparks on the ground and made endless noises, it was a creation of faith that was one with the Lionheart, so it would never break!

If it were a real iron sword, the blade would have been worn out long ago after being treated like this by King Lionheart.

"Go to hell, you bastard!"

A man suddenly rushed out in front of the Lionheart King. He was the owner of the town's bakery and also a cultist recruited by Selene.

There was not a single Christian in the town of Salem. King Richard the Lionheart, holding his great sword, killed people from south to north, from east to west, going in and out seven times, and had almost killed all the people there.

Apart from the girl who was taken away by Selene, the bakery owner was one of the last few alive.

"For the Mother Goddess! Farra Boom!"

With a loud roar, the RPG on the bakery owner's shoulder sprayed sparks and flew towards the Lionheart King. This is spiked with ingredients, bastard!

This thing is a deadly weapon for street fighting. If the person coming here is a Paladin, this shot will definitely kill him!

Unfortunately, it was the Lionheart who came. The rocket emitting green fluorescent light was caught by the Lionheart with one hand. The magic circle drawn on the warhead confused him because he could not understand it.

"Why can't you cultists just die?"

Why resist in vain?

Although he enjoyed killing so much, if your resistance cannot be more fierce, why don't you just kneel down?
When the bakery owner saw that the Lionheart had caught the rocket, he pulled out a bread knife from his waist and rushed forward. Isn't it just faith? He has it too!

"For the Mother Goddess! Ahhhhh..."

"Your loyalty is truly admirable."

As a former king, King Lionheart admired loyalty the most. Although the other party's loyalty was a heresy, he still decided to give him some reward.

Just reward him by letting him be killed by his own shell.

"When you get to hell, remember to tell those devils that it was I, the Lionheart, who sent you there."

He threw the sizzling shells like a discus at the charging fat cook, who in his eyes was just a baker.

With such force, the shell hit his head deeply. Instead of exploding, the shell embedded itself in his brain like a baguette stuck in cheese.

The shells that failed to explode made the Lionheart King couldn't help but shake his head, "Don't you guys maintain your weapons?"

It sounds like he takes good care of his weapons!
The sword dragging on the ground hummed softly, accusing him of having no right to criticize others.

"Well, maybe I can try this chef's cooking."

The Lionheart didn't even look at the corpses on the ground. He walked into the bakery in front. After killing everyone in the town, he felt a little hungry.

"Oh ha!" King Lionheart's sword came out like a dragon, and he accurately pierced a baguette with the sword. It was freshly baked and had a soft and comfortable texture. It was very good!

"Well, it's a pity that you are a heretic, otherwise I could pay you."

The great King Lionheart cannot pay for a few pieces of bread from you heretic, and he will not pay even if you are not a heretic, because he has no money.

Just at this moment, there was a noise behind him, and an evil aura appeared.

"Finally you can't bear it anymore, you heretic demon, you... Damn, it's you."

He thought that Selene couldn't help but jump out after seeing all the believers being killed. If she didn't come out, he would go to the basement and pull her out after he finished eating the bread.

As a saint, the Lionheart King is still very powerful. Although Selene's magic ability is very strong and the heavy defense and hidden magic circle protect him, he can't find his position directly. But he can find it indirectly!
There was no place in the entire town of Salem, whether in heaven or on earth, that could escape his eyes, with only one exception, that was the basement of the school.

The basement was covered by layers of magic circles, so he couldn't see what was inside.

So there is no need to bother looking for it. There is only one place where people can hide. If it’s not there, could it be in heaven?
As for why they didn't go directly to the basement to capture people, but instead went around the entire town killing people a few times before sitting here eating bread.

That's because he's slacking off, of course.

There are very few evil gods and demons who dare to roam the American continent now. If we kill them all at once, we will have to go to the demon world to help the angels!
Don’t even think about such a thing!
It would be best if those idiots were beaten to a pulp in the Demon Realm. It would be best if they all died there. This is the consensus of the saints.

Internal struggles are sometimes more intense than external struggles. The differences between angels and saints are so great that they want to kill each other, but they just don't know how to do it.

Saints who come from humans feel that all human beings in the world are worthy of love and need salvation.

The angels thought so too, but in their eyes, only those who could enter the Garden of Eden were considered human; others were not considered human.

Under such a huge disagreement, the saints simply did not help the angels to defeat the demon world, and did not tip off Lilith and the others, deliberately deceiving others, which was already a good character.

If you want them to help, the angel must admit that he is wrong first!
Since he was deliberately slacking off, the Lionheart King didn't mind playing for a while longer, but the thing in front of him now was a bit disgusting.

The bakery owner who he had smashed a loaded rocket into his head with stood up again, the rocket now rusted and stuck in his head.

Every hole in his body was oozing with yellow-green sticky pus, and a fresh fragrance wafted from his body.

The Lionheart sniffed the scent carefully. It was refreshing and had a charming allure that made people want to find out what its source was. This was bait!

Just like the pitcher plant secretes something like syrup to lure small creatures such as ants and bees to enter its mouth, this fragrance is also released as bait.

If you try to follow the scent to find delicious food, you will become the delicious food yourself.

"You already have this scent, can't you improve your image a little bit?"

The fragrance was pleasant, but the pus-filled appearance was really disgusting. King Lionheart was so disgusted that he couldn't eat bread.

With a casual swing of the sword, the fat chef was instantly split in half. He had no time to react, and neither did the baguette on the sword.

The baguette is fine, that's fine!

The baguette gave up a bite, but he immediately topped it with cheese.

The bakery owner exploded!
The pus with a strange fragrance drenched King Lionheart. Although it did not have a stench, sometimes the fragrance caused more trouble than the stench!
A group of chattering rats rushed out of the sewer desperately, licking the pus on the ground frantically. The Lionheart King, who was drenched in this stuff, was also their target of food.

"Oh, I think I made a mistake in judgement."

This is not ichor, but a mark that emits a strange fragrance that attracts bees, mice and the like, providing Selene with a marker of the enemy's movements.

She didn't need to actively search, she could just observe where creatures like bees gathered to find out the enemy's location. This was a very good idea. The arrogant Lionheart had no defense at all and was hit by this little thing. If this were to get out, he would definitely be laughed at for decades.

"This is an interesting trick, but it's a pity that he is a heretic god."

The Lionheart licked the juice on his body and felt a little sorry for Selene's talent. Such an open-minded magician was exactly what the church needed. If she was just a heretic, he would not mind recommending her to join the church and become a priest.

Unfortunately, she is a god, so we can only let her die!
Thanks to Ouyeyeyeyeye, the famous faith for the recommendation vote,
Second update, finished and called it a day.

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