A supporting character in a romance anime? I became a god using a rat talisman.

"Remember your mission: contact me immediately if that thing makes any move."

Camilla leaned against the rock and waved lazily.

"Okay, okay."

"Go on with your work."

"Don't forget to come see me in three days."

Qianyu ignored her last sentence.

He raised the magic wand in his hand, and light surged forth once more.

The next second, Dark Tiga's figure stood once again on R'lyeh Island.

The massive body slightly bent its knees, then suddenly leaped up.

A black streak of light pierced the sky, hurtling rapidly toward San Francisco.

Camilla leaned against the rock, watching the light gradually fade into the distance.

The corners of her mouth slowly turned up.

"San Francisco...?"

"You're really busy."

She closed her eyes, feeling the power slowly returning to her body.

The warm sunlight shone on her.

For the first time in thirty million years, she felt that the light wasn't so bad.

The straight-line distance from the ancient ruins of R'lyeh to the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco is approximately 10487 kilometers.

Chiyu transformed into Ultraman Tiga, speeding through the stratosphere at a maximum speed of Mach 5.

It took two hours of flying before the iconic red suspension bridge finally came into view through the night fog.

To avoid causing panic and unnecessary trouble, Qianyu deactivated his transformation before landing, reverting to his harmless black-haired boy appearance.

As night fell, the Golden Gate Bridge was shrouded in thick sea fog, and the sea breeze, carrying salty moisture, poured into this desolate industrial area.

This place was the meeting point that Valon had arranged beforehand.

Qianyu was quite confident in the efficiency of this Italian guy, after all, each talisman was accompanied by a box of pure gold bars, and there is nothing in this world that can inspire human potential more than money.

However, he remained highly vigilant and kept a watchful eye on things. He held the Time Card in his hand, ready to activate Zawaludo to pause time at the slightest sign of trouble.

Deep inside the warehouse, in the dim light, Qianyu immediately spotted the figure in the dark green suit.

Valon was sitting quietly in a worn-out office chair with his back to him.

"Vallon, where's the Dragon Talisman?"

Qianyu stopped and kept a relatively safe distance from the chair, getting straight to the point.

The figure in front stood up upon hearing the sound and slowly turned around.

That face was still Valon's face; the contours, the hairstyle, the suit—nothing had changed.

But the eyes are wrong.

Valmont's eyes were light blue, but the eyes looking at Chiyu now were scarlet.

Like two lumps of burnt charcoal.

"Valon is asleep. He can't hear you at all."

The sound squeezed out of the other person's throat was completely different, low and rough, like stone grinding stone.

This sound.

"The Holy Lord?!"

Qianyu was suddenly startled.

This hoarse voice was exactly the same as that of a certain unlucky guy who was always hanging on the wall in his memory. He immediately guessed that the person in front of him was the Holy Lord.

The old man actually managed to break free from the statue's restraints and possess Valon.

"I didn't expect you to have already come out of the stone statue."

The Holy Lord's scarlet eyes were fixed on Qian Yu.

"You really do know everything about me."

"I just found it strange."

"That idiot Valon, whose mind is only filled with money, how could he suddenly have the guts to do something underhanded behind my back?"

"If it weren't for you, the mastermind behind the scenes, instigating and supporting me."

The Holy Lord snorted coldly.

"Even if he had a hundred lives, he wouldn't dare steal my talisman!"

Upon hearing this confident and righteous reasoning, Qianyu was so angry that she laughed and retorted without any politeness.

"Honestly, Holy Lord, this is entirely your own doing."

"What did you say?"

"I told you you deserve it, you want the horse to run but you don't want it to eat grass."

"Vallon is at least the boss of an international crime syndicate, with a bunch of underlings who need to eat. You're just making empty promises, saying you'll give him treasure after he's resurrected."

"We didn't see a single coin the whole time, and we even had to pay for the event every day."

"If you had even the slightest bit of a sense of contractual obligation as a boss, and were truly prepared to share the treasure with him, would he have bothered to betray you?"

Qianyu shook her head.

"If this were today, a client like you would have been flagged on Pulse (a Chinese professional networking platform) long ago."

The Holy Lord's face darkened, clearly not expecting this human to dare speak to him like that.

"Mere mortals are not worthy of coveting my treasures!"

"You lowly creatures will never understand the greatness of the devil. You and Valmont are nothing but insignificant ants!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Holy Lord raised his right hand and snapped his fingers crisply.

With the snap of his fingers, the heavy shadows around the warehouse surged violently like boiling asphalt.

Countless scarlet eyes lit up one after another from the corners of the walls, behind the containers, and on the towering steel frames.

A densely packed army of shadowy ninjas emerged from the shadows like ghosts, fully armed and surrounding Chiba.

The Holy Lord stood outside the encirclement, resuming his arrogant demeanor.

He was confident of victory and looked at Qianyu, who was surrounded, with a contemptuous sneer.

"Hand over all the talismans you have, and perhaps I can let you leave this warehouse alive."

A classic, perfectly standard villain's line.

Qianyu stood in the very center of the encirclement, looked around at these familiar old friends, and sighed.

These lines should have been delivered by me.

Let's figure out who the real cheater is, okay?

Qianyu grabbed the shadow card with his backhand, and it appeared at his fingertips.

He only slightly activated the magic power of the same origin within his body.

The highest control authority of the Shadow Legion was forcibly overridden, and the Shadow Ninjas, who were originally ready to pounce with murderous intent, paused for a second in unison, and a strange purple light flashed in hundreds of emotionless red eyes.

next second.

Hundreds of shadowy ninjas instantly turned around, exchanging their backs with Qianyu, their eyes fixed on the Holy Lord standing in the center.

Seeing his proud army suddenly betray him, the Holy Lord was merely astonished.

"You actually have the ability to manipulate shadows?"

Qianyu casually stuffed the shadow card back into his pocket. After confirming that the old man couldn't play any other tricks, he returned the sentence he had just said to him word for word.

"Hand over all the talismans you have, and perhaps I can let you leave this warehouse alive."

Chapter 173 Seeking Help from the Main Characters

Faced with the shadowy legions that instantly switched sides, the Holy Lord showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he became excited.

"Interesting...so interesting."

The fact that this mysterious young man could easily reverse the Shadow Legion's absolute control suggests that he must be hiding countless unknown secrets.

This is simply the perfect container tailor-made for him.

"That really surprised me."

"If I could have your body, I would lack nothing!"

Qianyu frowned, about to say something, when Valon's body suddenly convulsed, as if something was desperately trying to squeeze out.

Immediately afterwards, a phantom, limbless, serpentine dragon soul burst out of Valmont's body.

Valon collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

The evil dragon's soul hovering in mid-air is none other than the Holy Lord.

"what?"

Qianyu's brow twitched.

"Be a good girl and become my new body!"

After regaining his freedom, the Holy Lord rushed straight to Qian Yu's face, attempting to forcibly possess this vibrant body.

Qianyu subconsciously prepared to use the time card.

But before the cards could even be played, the Dragon Soul was knocked away.

It was as if the Holy Lord had crashed into an invisible wall, and was forcefully ejected by an unseen force, tumbling several times in mid-air before barely managing to regain his balance.