I made up myths in America

Chapter 194 The advantage is mine
As an internationally renowned thief, Eagle is professionally trained and would never laugh so loudly unless he couldn't help it.

He pricked up his ears, intending to hear how the Frenchman would answer the question.

What else could Pierre say?

He said with some helplessness, "Your Majesty Joan of Arc, this is due to a variety of reasons. The main reason is that after World War II, most French cities needed to be rebuilt and there was an urgent need for cheap labor, so a large number of African immigrants were introduced. Then, in the 21st century, because the cost of marriage and having children is too high, white French men are unwilling to get married, let alone have children, while those African immigrants do not have this concern."

Because this was a public setting, Pierre's words were relatively tactful.

The truth is, these Black people are not just without scruples, they are utterly shameless.

In order to take advantage of the French government's birth subsidy, they wish they could have a litter every day.

Over the decades, what one could see in France was the extraordinary sight of Black people, who had once been slaves to the French, conquering Paris; almost one in two Parisians was Black.

"Is that so?"

Seemingly sensing that Pierre had something difficult to say, the kind-hearted Joan of Arc did not press him further.

As she rode on horseback, she glanced once more at the French people around her, then turned her gaze to the north of France and said in a deep voice, "I sensed a very powerful evil aura from that direction. Is that why you have summoned me again?"

"That's right, Your Majesty Joan of Arc."

Pierre quickly explained the predicament they were currently facing.

"Ice giants, Viking pirates...are they evil heretics?"

Upon hearing of the Vikings' utter disregard for human life, Joan of Arc's beautiful brows furrowed tightly, and without a second thought, she agreed to help.

She would never allow these evildoers to run rampant on this land blessed by God.

"call"

Upon hearing Joan of Arc's words during the online meeting, the heavy weight lifted from the hearts of high-ranking officials from various countries.

They looked at each other and felt much more relaxed.

There are no further objections to Russia's proposed plan to counterattack Iceland.

With Joan of Arc present, and with them gathering almost all the powerful superhumans from various countries, they had the opportunity to achieve this.

They believed that the plan to counterattack Iceland had a high probability of success.

To paraphrase a bald guy who loves micro-management, with 80 against 60, the advantage is mine.

They are almost impossible to lose.

Therefore, when the Russian president proposed this operational plan again, all countries voted in favor.

"agree."

"agree."

"agree."

Even the US president, who usually likes to contradict the Russian president, didn't cause any trouble this time.

Instead, they indicated that the United States would fully cooperate with this operation, providing manpower and funding as needed, and of course, they would certainly not be left out of the spoils.

"Tsk tsk, they're already discussing what to do after the victory. So confident, huh?"

Inside an antique shop in New York's Chinatown, Lu Bai couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, but of course he wouldn't let them have their way so easily.

He's been planning this for so long to make a big splash in front of others, not to make European countries rich overnight.

"Well then, it's time to let the French see the dark side of their Joan of Arc."

"What?! You're saying traces of a talisman were found in France?!?!"

In the Four Seasons Hotel in Paris, France, where the Japanese delegation was staying, Director Nogami, who led the delegation, stared in surprise at the flying eagle in front of him.

"Yes."

Flying Eagle nodded solemnly.

Although he hadn't found a suitable opportunity to escape, he remained completely calm.

The ability to create opportunities when none exist is what a seasoned international thief should possess.

Moreover, what he said wasn't entirely false.

He did indeed detect a talisman in the vicinity using the compass Elliott had given him.

Moreover, the distance doesn't seem to be too far; it should be near the center of Paris.

“Is that so??!”

It's hard for a normal person not to be tempted by the fact that there's a treasure right around them.

Director Nogami is naturally no exception.

Especially since he had just witnessed the magical power of the Rat Talisman, he naturally knew how precious such a treasure was.

However, this is Paris, and it will be very difficult for them to operate secretly under the noses of the French.

unless
Before Director Nogami could figure out what to do...

Sudden.

In the room, Harada Yoshiya, who had also come to France with a tour group, sat there with his arms wrapped around the demon sword Onikiri, feeling a little bored. He suddenly felt a shiver run down his spine and sensed a somewhat familiar aura.

Without a second thought, he drew his sword and slashed at the corner to his side and behind him. Crimson sword energy shot out, tearing through the air and striking a shadow that had appeared out of nowhere in the corner of the room.

tear.

The wall of the presidential suite was cleaved in two by his blade, but the shadow remained completely unaffected.

Instead, they flexibly dispersed and then gathered again, coalescing in the room into an Italian man with thick eyebrows, deep-set eyes, black hair, and black pupils, exuding a cold and dangerous aura.

"Elliott Camorra, it's you again!!"

Harada Yoshiya gritted his teeth.

Although they had only met twice in total, including this time, Yoshiya Harada was deeply impressed by this elusive cult leader.

Holding the demonic sword Onikiri, his entire body shrouded in bloody aura, his sharp sword intent already locked onto the sudden intruder. Without turning his head, he said, "Director Nogami, Flying Eagle, you two go first."

Because the demons in Tokyo, Japan, have not been completely quelled, and the demons and spirits from before have also disappeared without a trace.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department did not dare to send both of its only two powerful superhumans to France.

Sato Shizuka was left in Tokyo.

Currently, among the Japanese delegation, only Yoshiya Harada possesses the extraordinary strength to withstand an attack from one side.

The remaining few artificial superhumans who had taken the superhuman serum were, frankly, not much help in this situation.

So after hearing what Harada Yoshiya said, Director Nogami did not hesitate and ordered his men to take the Flying Eagle with him and leave, while also seeking help from the French authorities.

And in the room.

At this moment, Yoshiya Harada had already taken a fighting stance and started fighting with the cult leader.

Streams of blood-red, sharp sword energy intertwined in the air, forming a dense net of sword energy that annihilated everything within it.

The near-death experience of fighting that demon general in Tokyo turned out to be a blessing in disguise for Harada Yoshiya, allowing his swordsmanship to reach a new level and enabling him to unleash even greater power with his demon sword, Onikiri.

boom! Boom boom! !
In the blink of an eye, the magnificent and expensive furniture in the presidential suite was shattered, with smooth and clean cuts.

Faced with Harada Yoshiya's relentless onslaught, 'Elliott' remained expressionless, simply using his ability to manipulate shadows to dodge without launching a counterattack.

This seemingly weak behavior puzzled Harada Yoshiya, but since they were in the middle of a fight, he didn't think too much about it.

After nearly demolishing the entire floor of the Four Seasons Hotel, he finally seized his opportunity. "Secret Technique, Draw Sword Slash!!"

His eyes lit up instantly, and his body moved dozens of meters through the air like a nimble swallow. His speed was so fast that he left afterimages in the air. The demonic blade, wrapped in layers of blood energy, slashed upwards and severed the enemy's head.

Gulu, Gulu.

Even as death approached, 'Elliott' remained expressionless, his head rolling to the corner and turning into a blob of ink.

His headless body did the same, turning into an even larger blob of ink.

"Damn!!"

Harada Yoshiya's face darkened immediately upon seeing this, realizing he had been tricked.

He lightly touched the ground with his toes and quickly chased after Director Nogami and the others in the direction they had left, finding them on the third-floor staircase.

However, by this time, Flying Eagle had already disappeared, and Director Nogami and his group...
Harada Yoshiya quickly stepped forward, placed his hand under Director Nogami's nose to check carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was still breathing.

"Thankfully, the person is still alive."

Because superhumans have overly sensitive senses, they can easily hear things they shouldn't hear.

The delegations from Russia, the United States, and Japan who came to Paris stayed separately.

The US delegation stayed at the Peninsula Hotel in Paris, while the Russian delegation stayed at the Plaza Athena Hotel.

These five-star hotels are located in the city center and are not far from each other.

When people from other countries heard the commotion and rushed over, they were all quite surprised to learn that Eagle had been kidnapped by Elliott, an international SSS-level wanted criminal.

But as for whether they want to get involved in this matter, they have absolutely no intention of doing so.

After all, the blood of those powerful figures on Lolita Island has already proven that this guy is a truly ruthless person!

Without significant vested interests, they have little incentive to get involved in this matter.

Until Director Nogami woke up and revealed some shocking news.

"Before he was taken away, Eagle told me that he had found a clue to a new talisman in Paris, France."

"Find them! We in France will never allow an international terrorist like Elliott to commit such heinous acts in Paris!!"

Pierre, the French representative, suddenly made a complete 360-degree turn in attitude.

But all he can really do is shout slogans.

Aside from Joan of Arc, whom they just summoned, France doesn't really have anything else to boast about right now.

But we can't trouble the Holy Maiden with such a small matter.

"Mason."

At the crucial moment, it was General Novikov, the Russian official in charge, who spoke up: "Use your abilities to find where the Flying Eagle is."

"Yes, General."

Upon hearing the voice, Mason stepped forward from the Russian delegation. His ordinary brown eyes lit up and turned into a dazzling gold.

One after another, shimmering snakes, acting as messengers, were released from his mind to explore the surroundings.

This seemingly fantastical ability is actually a high sensitivity to electrical signals, using the power of words to perceive changes in the electric field and thus conduct investigations.

After Lu Bai continued to develop his innate divine ability, [Dragon God], he discovered that wind, rain, thunder, and lightning were all within his control.

And the number of Word Power abilities that can be developed from these four major abilities is simply too great.

The Word of Power that Mason is currently using, the Serpent of Vacuum, is only a tiny fraction of it.

Sizzle, sizzle——

Because of the dense network of metal lines and railways in Paris, an international metropolis, Mason's Word of Power ability can detect a wide range of things.

After standing still and sensing for nearly half an hour, one of the 'snakes' acting as a messenger brought him back useful information.

The Elliot and Eagle they were looking for were in an abandoned building in downtown Paris.

"found it."

Seeing this, Mason wanted his messengers to investigate more thoroughly.

But this time.

Inside the abandoned building, Elliott had a vague feeling that something was watching him, and his brow furrowed immediately.

He took out an oil painting from his person and tore it open.

“Roar, roar, roar!!”

In an instant, a massive griffin leaped out of the drawing, its eyes flashing red, and pounced with unparalleled precision at the 'snake' in the air.

"what!!!"

Inside the Four Seasons Hotel, Mason opened his eyes, pale-faced, his spirit having suffered a severe blow.

Inside the abandoned building, Eagle was also startled by the appearance of the griffin, almost thinking that the Italian was no longer going to put on an act and was going to kill him directly.

He quickly raised his hand and said in a very fast tone, "Wait, Elliott, we're friends, there's no need to be so extreme. I know the whereabouts of at least two talismans."

"."

Elliott, surprised by the unexpected effect, glanced at him and said with a cool expression, "Tell me about it."

"Ahem, the first one was a snake charm that I found in Japan, but it was stolen by the Dojoji Bell, one of the Hundred Demons."

Speaking of this, Flying Eagle gritted his teeth.

He had actually believed the monster back then, but little did he know that the guy would take advantage of his and Yako's inattention in the secret realm and run away with his snake talisman.

Otherwise, with the snake charm in hand, how could he have been approached by the Japanese government?

Now it's fallen into the hands of this Italian again.

"Where's the last one?"

Upon hearing this, Elliott frowned, deliberately having the griffin stand behind the eagle, and asked with a stern face.

"Uh"

The eagle glanced at the griffin, its beak agape and its mouth reeking of ink, and cold sweat broke out on its back. It quickly said:

"I found the other talisman after I came to Paris."

"The approximate location should be inside the Louvre Museum in Paris, but I can only confirm the exact location once I'm inside the Louvre."

"What are you waiting for."

Upon hearing this, Elliott finally stopped stern-faced and a smile appeared on his face. He raised his hand and placed it on Flying Eagle's shoulder.

The two figures simultaneously disappeared into the shadows.

Meanwhile, according to Mason's account, French authorities have located the two men.

Harada Yoshiya didn't want to wait a moment longer. Holding the demon sword Onikiri, his whole body was wrapped in thick blood energy. He leaped between buildings and arrived at the abandoned building at top speed.

He then saw a huge griffin licking its sharp claws, staring menacingly at him.

???

Did I get tricked again?!

(End of this chapter)