I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

Mingxian said sarcastically, "The last king of your world is too lazy, unlike our hero, who destroyed even the disobedient gods on earth. He had already died from overwork when I was born."

Tony exclaimed, "The Last King? I feel like I've heard of him somewhere. Isn't he the god who intervenes when multiple god-slayers appear on earth?"

“We’ll mobilize even if there’s only one Godslayer on our side.”

"It sounds like it's very tough."

"Pretty much. He died from overwork and had to seek out Veleslana from your world." Mingxian paused for a moment and explained, "He is the god who appeared in Sardinia before, with ten incarnations, and he seems to have fought against the god-king Mekal of Sardinia."

Andrei nodded slightly and echoed, "Lucurazia Zola reported that the war god with ten incarnations is fighting against the god king Mekal."

"After the God of War was shattered into pieces, he soon reassembled and defeated Mekal, after which his whereabouts became unknown."

“The battlegrounds have left behind large swarms of locusts, which, if left unchecked, will cause a severe drought.”

"The eldest daughter of the Brantley family has successfully wiped out these locust swarms."

Upon hearing this, Mingxian continued, "The hero on our side is Mitra, who is Veleslana's superior. He granted Veleslana a blessing across several worlds, and then went to our world to become the final king, almost killing me."

"That sounds like a fierce battle." Tony was excited, wishing he could take Mingxian's place and fight the Last King, Veleslana.

Mingxian shrugged. "It was indeed tragic. The river of time was cut off. In the end, 99% of the universe was in chaos, and the version almost had to revert to 150 years ago."

World 492 is a version from 150 years ago, which was the period when the God of Destiny and the Last King were at their peak.

Tony nodded and said with a smile, "Brother, you gained the ability to travel between different worlds by killing that Veleslana, right?"

"More or less." Mingxian put down his juice and changed the subject: "Tell me about you guys too. Why are you all gathered together? Most of the magicians in Italy are here. It's not just a simple banquet, is it?"

At this point, Mingxian couldn't help but look Tony up and down.

Although his signature blond hair and sunny, goofy smile made him easily recognizable, his previous attire as a proper old Roman nobleman had still fooled him.

For a moment, I didn't even recognize him.

Tony laughed and said, "You mean that? Actually, it's because of something called the 'Gorgon Stone.' The magicians here asked me for help, hoping I would take that thing."

"However, since the old marquis seemed to have noticed the stone as well, the group of magicians wanted to make it bigger to avoid incurring the marquis's wrath."

Mingxian nodded slightly, having roughly understood the situation.

Due to the butterfly effect, Mitra supported Veleslana, allowing him to recover earlier, defeat Mekal, and leave World 235 for World 492.

This resulted in the original protagonist not killing Vereslana and becoming a god-slayer.

Tony did not fight the original protagonist, which led to his disappearance after being injured.

Finally, the Italian "Seven Sisters," after obtaining the Gorgon Stone, chose to give it to Tony.

After all, Tony was also the King of Italy.

only……

"Is the Marquis also interested in the Gorgon Stone?" Mingxian asked casually.

Tony nodded with a chuckle: "Although I am the leader, I am only the leader. When I need them to do things, I have to send Andre away and pretend to be angry in order to get them to do things."

"What's the meaning."

"Simply put, many magicians have a network of past connections. For example, the two in Milan have deep connections with magic societies in other places."

“Oh, someone has suggested giving the Gorgon Stone to the Marquis.”

"Yes, that's right. They're probably arguing right now."

Tony said nonchalantly, while showing off his sunburn.

For a god-slayer, it's undoubtedly a sunburn.

However, Mingxian knew very well that it was a fatal wound caused by the Dragon Flame detonating from the inside. But thanks to the [Steel Protection], Tony entered a state of suspended animation and barely survived.

Although it was only a fatal wound, for a god-slayer, he would be back to his old self in a day or two.

However, in this state, it is indeed not suitable to enter the next fierce battle.

Mingxian immediately stood up. "Judging from your appearance, I'm afraid you won't be able to take me to see the Marquis. In that case, let your magician do it instead, is that alright?"

“Sure.” Tony had no objections.

At this moment, his eyes held a cunning glint, and it was unclear what he was plotting.

Andrei, standing next to him, couldn't help but cover his face. As a close friend of many years, he instantly understood Tony's idea: Tony was after a parallel world.

Previously, no psychic in the world, not even god-killers, knew of the existence of parallel worlds.

Now, a god-slayer from a parallel world has suddenly appeared, and he can move easily between different worlds. Even a fool could guess what would happen.

call--

The next moment, the zither disappeared in the wind.

……

The former residence of the Princess of Savoy has now been converted into a magnificent hotel.

In a spacious room, a secret and solemn meeting is taking place.

Although it was still daytime, the curtains in the room were tightly drawn, like a secluded dream in a boudoir, completely shutting out outside prying eyes.

Seven commanders dressed in magnificent attire surrounded an extra-large conference table that had been specially transported from afar. Their figures appeared exceptionally solemn and dignified in the dim candlelight.

These seven people are the leaders of the seven magic societies known as the "Seven Sisters".

They are descendants of the Knights Templar, and worship both the Son of God and the demon god Baphomet, inheriting the Templars' rituals and glory.

These seven sisters represent Rome's "She-Wolf" and "Eagle of the Sky," Turin's "Old Lady," Florence's "City of Lilies," Parma's "Shield," and Milan's "Copper Cross."

"Gentlemen, it's about time to draw a conclusion. The reason this has given us all such a headache is: who should be entrusted with handling the Gorgon Stone?"

"This question shouldn't even be discussed. Who else could it be but our king?"

“But Lord Salvatore was severely injured three hours ago.”

"Then why not give the Gorgon Stone to that king who appeared out of nowhere?"

"Rather than trusting an unknown figure, it's better to entrust it to Marquis Voban. The Stone of Gorgon is a symbol of the ancient Mother Earth. Although this also means facing the oldest goddess, the Marquis will probably still be eager to try."

"Enough, is being Voban's dog that makes you so proud?"

The commander of the Lily City roared at an old man.

This tall man was 190 cm tall. He had a messy beard on the lower half of his face. Although his features were regular, he gave people a gloomy feeling.

He was wearing a very tasteful suit, but paired it with a rather tasteless purple tie.

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Kranichal said calmly, "So, who are you planning to find?"

The seven commanders held differing opinions and argued endlessly.

Some advocate radicalism, while others tend to be conservative; some emphasize the importance of cooperation, while others insist on their respective positions and refuse to compromise.

Italy, the former capital of Rome, can be described as a place where magic and magic converge. Ancient magic societies and families have built intricate networks of relationships here.

Tony was only the nominal leader.

Magicians all have their own ideas.

call--

A gust of wind suddenly blew up, and the candlelight flickered, illuminating seven faces, some resolute and some hesitant.

Their eyes widened instantly as they looked at the suddenly appearing Mingxian.

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"This is the Gorgon Stone?"

Mingxian casually picked up the stone badge on the table, which was tightly guarded by countless complex magic circles.

It was about the size of a fist, made of what appeared to be meticulously polished obsidian, with a crudely drawn portrait of a human face engraved on its surface, along with a pattern of dozens of snakes cascading down like a waterfall.

The snakes meander and twist, resembling the hair of the face in the picture, adding a touch of eeriness to this ancient emblem. The patterns in many places are blurred, and the stone itself is covered with mottled marks.

This is clearly an ancient and mysterious object that has gone through many changes.

Upon seeing this, the seven commanders opened their mouths slightly, as if they wanted to say something, but did not know where to begin.

Mingxian smiled calmly and said directly, "Tony has already given this to me; consider it the spoils of war for the victor."

Upon hearing this, all the commanders fell silent.

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He said, "It is our honor."

The remarks were very tactful, expressing respect for the zither while avoiding any potential embarrassment.

As a paladin, Paul has fought against god-slayers, progenitors of gods, and disobedient gods, and has been involved in the battles of the gods on many occasions.

He understood this more deeply than any other commander here—

Only gods and kings are not to be disobeyed.

Mingxian nodded slightly and looked at Kranichal.

“Tony has agreed to let you take me to see Marquis Voban. Please inform him.”

Upon hearing this, Kranichal's mouth agape slightly, and he quickly said, "Your Majesty, my granddaughter is on her way to pay homage to the Marquis according to family tradition. If you do not mind, may she accompany you to meet the Marquis?"

“I told you to report this,” Mingxian repeated.

Cranichal deftly retrieved the letter and used magic to send it to Bucharest, Romania.

Mingxian slowly sat down, casually toying with the Gorgon Stone, as if waiting for something.

Time passes minute by minute.

Suddenly, a glint of light appeared in Mingxian's eyes, and a call came from the wind.

The image of a vicious wolf flashed into my mind.

That was precisely what the Marquis of Voban longed for.

call----