Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

The chief god of South America, Tescatlipoca, who was an omnipotent god, was defeated by Him in the physical realm.

The two nodded, though they were both very curious about who had told Jingu about it, but neither asked.

At that moment, the door was knocked on loudly.

"Little man from the Shrine, Sister Hanayama said the person he wanted is now..."

"Since the basic facts haven't been discovered yet, should we handle this uniformly, or should we proceed as is?"

Su Ni'ai pushed open the door, bringing new news.

"No one told you that, but you won't know the specifics until you find Takamagahara."

After thinking for a moment, Jingu realized that if there was a way, he could only ask those two people.

"Did he know that too? I thought you knew a little bit of the inside story."

It is unlikely that Amaterasu was defeated before the others even noticed.

Some of the four opinions did not doubt that guess, but the implication in the words of the shrine seemed to be that the situation was indeed as described.

"Is that all you're asking? So many people have asked me about this over the years, I thought you knew all about it."

Regardless of the circumstances, Amaterasu is, in name only, the lowest ruler of that country, and that is acknowledgment.

"Haven't we finished discussing the important matters yet?"

"Why did you go out? Who knows? Amaterasu is supposed to be a resolute and stubborn person. She seems cheerful but is actually mentally strong. In fact, she is the complete opposite of Tsukuyomi."

Especially now, before you used your power to marginalize the same close ministers who assisted the emperor in managing that country.

Ba Yi glanced at him, then decisively shook her head.

"No, I don't know anything. After all these years, is there still someone telling you that I was involved in the Amaterasu incident?"

Despite the tireless efforts of the many Onmyoji, who risked their lives to search for souls, those people were pulled out of the ground like radishes.

If you could really find it, you probably would have already stormed out to see what Amaterasu was doing.

Both Shishi and Narukami showed expressions of possibility.

"I'll have you put them all together and hang them up in a row. You can deal with them once they're all there. You still have other things to do in the next couple of days."

After some deliberation, the shrine finalized its plan.

"So, you really do know something?"

"Hehe... You're right, Amaterasu was actually attacked by a god from another country, which may have put her in a very troublesome situation, which is why she had to go into seclusion."

If the situation is indeed true, once the current matters are dealt with a little, Jingu plans to travel to the Americas for a while, just to relax.

No matter how you look at it, as the least benefited, Siyi's lower body is always suspected of not being washed or stripped.

"Oh no, now that you know, this is where things are going to get."

"Huh? How could that be? How did he know?"

Jingu's eyes lit up. He had found a clue so easily. It was really simple.

"Now they know about that, but for the time being, they need to spread the word and see if anyone knows about or can find Amaterasu."

"I haven't heard of such a statement. You don't just want to ask him, but do you know what happened to Amaterasu that caused her to suddenly withdraw from the world?"

Jingu placed his opium pipe down, lay down comfortably, and prepared to rest for a while.

That assertion remained strong for a long time until the rise of the samurai class and the struggle between the court and the samurai quickly made people realize that the re-establishment of the throne was due to the evil deeds of the four families.

So for a long time, even though everyone thought it was possible, not many gods thought that it wasn't the Four Intentions' design that harmed Amaterasu.

Jingu's bewildered expression made Yagokoro quickly realize that what she said was not what Jingu was thinking.

Hmm... Perhaps you should ask Mara. You claim to have drunk with Satan and even seen Jesus wearing open-crotch pants, but you probably don't know anything about this "god."

Although I don't believe the person in the smoke mirror is credible, what you're saying seems to perfectly fit the current situation.

Chapter 332 Iron Coffin

"How to say it specifically?"

The man rubbed his fingers together, and the sparks from his fingertips ignited his cigarette.

On an autumn morning, the temperature is already quite low, and the chill seeps into one's heart.

However, they still had coats to keep warm, while those in the square below, whose hands and feet were bound or even hung up, were not so comfortable.

His skin turned a horrifying bluish-purple due to poor blood circulation, and his clothes were tattered, making him look like livestock waiting to be slaughtered.

"Ha, the higher-ups said to wait until everyone is there before making any decisions, so we'll have to keep an eye on them for a few more days to make sure they don't just die."

"Tsk, what a hassle. Why can't we just kill him?"

The man exhaled a puff of smoke and spoke to his companion.

"Perhaps that person has even more cruel and terrifying methods waiting for them, and feels that our methods cannot achieve the effect they want?"

His companion shrugged and spread his hands.

In the deepest abyss of the sea, the man behind me can easily slaughter everyone I know.

"Alright, all I'm doing is watching them and making sure they don't die. Compared to those soul-searching sessions where their brains almost explode, this is a pretty good job."

"But a fortified city can't possibly become an escape coffin. Which kind of thing do you think it will be?"

Therefore, you also have a bad attitude towards Yan Xi and his group.

Your hunch proved to be unfounded.

Only after escaping to the water laboratory and receiving special protection under the man's strange gaze did Dana breathe a sigh of relief.

Perhaps while we are still working on it, before we achieve our goal and fire the first shot, other people or even gods will join us.

That's the real reason you'd be that manager.

"If you're worried about the equipment, what should you be aware of?"

It's as if from the moment it ends, something unexpected will happen with that device.

A laboratory 8,000 meters above the water? This is clearly not a bare iron coffin!

As for the shrine, I was still fast asleep in the early morning, not fully awake at all.

The simple act of poking a flame with his fingertip to light a cigarette illustrates this perfectly.

The bad thing is that when we saw the light of day again, we didn't see a bloody and horrific scene.

You just gave the information to the Shrine yesterday, and they started a small-scale purge that very morning. Judging from the intensity of their soul-searching investigation, it's only a matter of time before they find out who you are.

"I really hope it ends soon, so people don't have to live in fear like this."

After saying that, Ying Yanxijin suddenly chuckled.

Masako Takatsukasa chuckled twice and sized up Dana.

It's best to prepare yourself maliciously and lower your chances of survival.

As arranged by Hanayama Haru, Yan Xi, accompanied by some of his assistants, nervously got out of the car.

It was already difficult enough, but knowing that the shrine had ulterior motives, you had to estimate that there wouldn't be any trouble on the water to make things even more frustrating.

Even though the water is 8,000 meters deep, if something goes wrong, you're going to die anyway.

They, the Onmyoji, are also human beings, and they all want to live a more comfortable life. Having a nuclear bomb on their heads is already terrifying enough, but there are still people who are not afraid of death and want to knock it.

"Have you ever done downhill racing? We'll just throw you up there and smash you all the way down to an 8,000-meter-deep abyss."

It is recommended to empty his stomach first to avoid vomiting and diarrhea later.

But if you slip away any later, a whole bunch of violent priests will probably come crashing down on your door.

Was that a deliberate attempt to kill you? If you wanted to take your life, you couldn't just say so directly; there was no need to play along like that.

After offering a few words of comfort to their companion, the two could only continue guarding these people.

But if you don't have trustworthy and reliable people at your disposal, you'll always end up with a bunch of incompetent teammates with ulterior motives and questionable backgrounds.

It's just a pity that we can't understand the mysterious world.

"No mistake. The deep-sea equipment was made by this guy himself. The softest inner shell in the world is nothing compared to the water pressure at a mere eight thousand meters."

You conclude once again that although Jingu keeps his word, you can also assume that I will seriously break my promises.

The all-white car windows made it look like they were giving someone away, or even like they were escorting a prisoner. None of the assistants, who were generally bad-hearted, seemed afraid.

"By the way, remind him that the 8,000-meter laboratory is still under construction, and the deep-sea diving equipment you will be using later is not from this laboratory."

"A very exciting trip? Are you going to get there using deep-sea diving equipment?"

After flipping through the manual, Yan Xi noticed something was amiss; it barely mentioned the deep-sea diving equipment they were to use.

After tossing a thick stack of manuals to Dana, Masako Takatsukasa was ready to let things slide.

At the same time, Dana wasn't rushing off to the water laboratory the shrine had told you about.

"If you're not mistaken, he and this guy shouldn't have any grudges, right? Of course, I would arrange for a man like him to come over."

Masako Takatsukasa turned around and gave a somewhat eerie smile.

Of course, it's also possible to simply say we're stupid; perhaps we simply can't distinguish the differences and gaps between gods.

Before the car door opened, a woman dressed as a lady was standing behind us, her eyebrows furrowed, looking very pleased with herself.

"Hehehehe..."

We were terrified that opening the car door would reveal a scene of carnage, a death row inmate with no way to escape.

Dana followed in your footsteps, pressing you for details about what happened outside.

Masako Takatsukasa was indeed very happy, extremely happy.

Why the hell did this have to happen to you? It seems you were targeted after all. They have so few people they could use, but they specifically named you.

Is it a metal made using ordinary methods, not a technological product? That's why there's no need to mention it, because even special people would understand.

Damn it, if you want to die, you have to drag us down with you.

The man casually tossed the cigarette butt in his hand onto the face of one of the fat pigs.