I joined the group chat as Aizen in the Ninja World

Gods dared not descend upon the mortal world, and whether projections or clones, they were usually no match for demigods. Therefore, when facing a demigod, the gods would place it on a level roughly equal to their own.

Of course, it is only approximately equal.

The proud gods felt that equating demigods with themselves was already giving them face, after all, they themselves were only half gods.

Just like the current Black Fire God, even though he appeared to have let go of Eriri's disrespect, his tone still held a strong hint of arrogance. "Demigod, immediately return my favored one to the palace. You will gain my friendship, and the grudge between Todd and me will be wiped clean."

resentment?

Eriri raised an eyebrow, feeling curious.

She knew, of course, that the gods of this world were not monolithic, and that there were intrigues and calculations among them. But the "grudges" this Black Fire God was talking about seemed a little different, a little special.

"How is it?" The God of Black Fire stared at Eriri and asked patiently.

obviously.

In the eyes of this evil god, the Shenwu Emperor holds immense importance. In order to restore him to the throne, he is even willing to put aside his grudges against the gods.

"No, who do you think you are?" Ying Lili blinked and asked back.

If she was the authentic Saint of the God of War, upon hearing such conditions, she would probably have already started communicating with her own god to seek a solution.

But Eriri was an imposter, one who had stolen the God of War's power. She certainly didn't consider the God of War's wishes, and she even hoped that the evil god and the God of War would fight to the death.

"What?" The God of Black Fire was stunned by her question and was unable to react for a moment.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you say it's all written off?" Eriri looked at him with a mocking smile. "Did you look in the mirror today? Did you notice your face has gotten bigger?"

"Demigod!" The God of Black Fire was furious and roared.

Although he didn't understand what the other person said, his face grew bigger, but the mocking tone and expression explained everything perfectly. This demigod before him actually dared to despise him!

As a genuine god, how can I tolerate being despised by a demigod?

"Why would I call you grandma?" Eriri hurled trash talk without a trace of subtlety. "No matter how much you yell, you can't change the fact that you're a dog."

"How dare you insult me!" The God of Black Fire was filled with rage, and the divine power in his body surged again.

buzzing.

Tentacles formed from black flames lashed towards Eriri like long whips. The terrifying temperature seemed to burn even the air.

However, Eriri did not dodge. She grasped the hilt of her Zanpakuto with her right hand and drew the sword out of its sheath with a "clang".

The sharp blade struck the black flame's tentacles, severing them instantly. Simultaneously, a gentle divine power enveloped the mid-air black flames, completely isolating them from the terrifying heat.

"That's it, that's it?" Eriri sneered, holding the long sword in her hand. "What other skills do you have? Feel free to use them. Ah la, ah la, the great God of Black Fire can't have only this one move? No way, no way?"

"You..." The God of Black Fire was furious. No one had dared to speak to him like this in his tens of thousands of years of life.

But despite being angry, he didn't continue his attack. Just like Eriri said, this was the only move he could use for now.

After all, He is now just a projection residing in the body of the Shenwu Emperor.

It was because of the burning of the Divine Martial Emperor's vitality that He was able to descend. The use of divine arts and the burning of vitality were mutually exclusive; the Divine Martial Emperor's vitality was not enough to sustain His second move.

"Looks like I guessed right." Seeing the other man didn't continue, Eriri chuckled again. "The so-called Black Fire God can't even last five seconds. Tsk tsk, how disappointing. I think you should change your name to Black Fire Second Man, right?"

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Black fire second man?

The God of Black Fire was completely stunned, his blood-red eyes bulging like bells. He had never suffered such an insult before, and he didn't even know what expression to make.

"Your Majesty, you shouldn't say such things." In fact, not only the Black Fire God, but even Ashley couldn't accept this. "Such vulgar words should not come out of the mouth of a Saint."

As a knowledgeable aristocratic girl, she certainly knew what it meant to be a second-rate man.

Whether or not the Black Fire God was a quick-killer wasn't a big deal to Ashley. She simply didn't want the Saint she served to resort to such trash talk, as it would damage her image.

"Okay." Eriri also readily accepted the advice and nodded slightly. "Then instead of saying 'Second Man', how about saying 'Fast Man'?"

"Well, this way it won't go against the principles." Ashley smiled with satisfaction.

Isn't your principle a bit too frivolous?

Jessica, who was watching the interaction between the two, had a twitching mouth and a frown on her face.

Bang.

Just at this moment, a dull loud noise suddenly sounded in the air.

Everyone looked over and saw the humanoid creature gathered by the black mist expand directly in front of them into a huge sphere. Then, the sphere exploded from the center, and the black mist dissipated wildly in all directions.

hum.

At this moment, a dark golden light rose up, completely isolating the black fog.

"There's something wrong. The dignified God of Black Fire is actually furious?" Ying Lili sneered, but she was very alert in her heart.

Although she used her divine power to block the black mist, no one knew whether this Black Fire God, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, had any other tricks up his sleeve. If this guy launched a surprise attack, Eriri herself wouldn't be afraid, but her companions were clearly unable to resist.

"Damn demigod, I'll remember you!" A disembodied voice echoed from all directions. "And your damned father, Todd, I won't let him go! I'll crush his kingdom!"

"Oh my, I'm so scared!" Ying Lili sneered and said, "Come on, go to my God's kingdom! If He blinks, He loses!"

"good very good!"

The ethereal voice gradually disappeared, and the thick black fog slowly dissipated.

"He's dead." Claire looked at the Shenwu Emperor lying on the ground and said in a complicated tone.

"I'm afraid this guy doesn't even know how he died." Jessica shook her head and sighed, "The so-called God's Favored Ones are actually just dispensable tools in the eyes of the gods."

"If our Saint had agreed to the Black Fire God's request, this guy wouldn't have been overdrawn of his vitality." Ashley said bluntly.

The Black Fire God clearly intended to use the Divine Martial Emperor as a springboard to expand his own followers. To this end, he even went so far as to possess the Divine Martial Emperor's body to negotiate with Eriri.

In the eyes of the gods, this is considered a great honor.

But unfortunately, this trick is useless to Eriri.

She was not originally from this world. After being influenced by the chat group and having a powerful backer like a group leader behind her, she had no respect for the gods.

The Black Fire God's behavior is like showing his eyebrows to a blind man. It would be strange if it worked.

"Look at it more lightly, Claire." Jessica looked at her companion who had fallen silent beside her and said softly, "This guy is not worth your sadness."

"I'm not sad." Claire came back to her senses and shook her head, her dark green hair dancing gently. "I was just thinking, this guy is already dead, how can we judge him?"

"Can't the dead be judged?" Eriri smiled, her beautiful face blooming like a lily. "Even if he can't walk to the gallows, we can still hang him."

"Ah, this..."

"Claire, don't forget. Our goal is not to judge this guy, nor to destroy his life and body. We are trying to judge and eliminate the entire royal privilege, not just any individual."

"I understand." Jessica suddenly realized and said, "Although the body of the Divine Martial Emperor is dead, the privilege he represents still exists. Pushing him to the gallows is not to hang him, but to strangle the privilege?"

"Yeah, that's the point."

Eriri nodded with satisfaction, and at the same time sent the progress information on her side to the group chat with her mind.

Skirt Lifter: The God of Black Fire is the evil god you originally wanted to use in your plan, right? And the emperor actually is a follower of the God of Black Fire?

Hatchet Girl: Not only a believer, but also a person favored by God.

Wig: This guy is a perfect example of what it means to bring disaster upon oneself. He said he didn't want to be a lackey, but in the end, he ended up being worse than a dog.

Scarlet Snake Fairy: Self-righteous fools, such people are too common.

The two women in black opposite Li Mochou were in the same situation. Their self-righteousness gave her a headache.

How could these two women think they could kidnap me? With their mediocre skills, they probably couldn't even beat the servants of Mantuo Villa, yet they rushed into my room so confidently?

Do you want to play with them?

Sitting on the bed, Li Mochou was still practicing her internal energy, thinking to herself. The two women, still confident, thought they had perfectly concealed themselves and quietly approached Li Mochou, placing their steel knives on her neck.

"Don't move, don't shout!" the older woman on the left whispered a warning, "Otherwise, I'll cut your head off right here!"

"Master, didn't we come here to kill her?" the younger girl whispered.

"Shut up!" The older woman cursed, "Why do I need you to teach me how to do things? Go, light the candlestick! I want this bitch to see with her own eyes who killed her!" There was an indescribable excitement in her tone, like a child who got a favorite toy.

"Yes, Master." The younger girl responded somewhat aggrievedly, turned and walked towards the candlestick, took out a tinder and lit it.

The sudden brightness caused the older woman to squint a little, but when she opened her eyes again, the sight before her made her gasp.

688 Mother and Daughter and Master and Apprentice

The older woman saw an embroidered pillow standing upright. The steel knife in her hand rested on the pillow. The whole scene looked ridiculous, but the woman's heart was chilled.

"Pillow?" The older woman's pupils constricted as she exclaimed in disbelief, "How is this possible?!"

She had clearly felt that the other person was a person just now, and that delicate, smooth skin was obviously that of a woman! How come now, it turned into a pillow?

The woman's expression shifted from shock to horror to fear. The female apprentice standing by the candlestick was equally bewildered, her face covered in a thin veil, revealing only two eyes that were wide open.

silence.

The master and disciple stared at the pillow in front of them, both falling silent. A strange atmosphere filled the room.

No, is it haunted?

The older woman swallowed and looked around cautiously. As expected, apart from her young apprentice, she didn't see any signs of life.

"Back off!" Without any hesitation, the older woman shouted at her young apprentice and walked towards the door.

She was very confident in her martial arts and stealth abilities, and felt she could easily conquer the entire Mantuo Villa. However, when faced with formless beings like demons and monsters, she was decisively intimidated.

of course.

Even so, the older woman felt that she was not afraid of ghosts! She just felt that she was no match for them and there was no need to sacrifice her life for revenge.

However, when the two masters and apprentices arrived at the door and pulled it, they found that the door did not move at all.

"Master, Master!" The little disciple, noticing this, let out a low cry with a trembling tone.

"Don't panic, Qing'er." The older woman took a deep breath and said calmly, "Window, let's go through the window!" After she finished speaking, she walked directly to the side windowsill.

choke.

With a slight sound, the woman drew her sword and slashed at the wooden window.

hum.

But before her blade could even get close to the window sill, an invisible wall of air blocked it. The blade slipped out of her hand under the recoil and fell to the ground with a clang.

shit!

The woman's heart skipped a beat, and her face showed panic. She was now completely certain that she and her disciple had definitely encountered a supernatural event. It was exactly the same as the descriptions in the novels she had read in her youth.

Master, I deceived myself!

The woman remembered her master once saying that there were no ghosts in the world and that the things in the legends were just lies. But now, the woman had truly encountered a ghost.

What should I do? What should I do?

The woman's heart was filled with anxiety and regret. If she had known this place was haunted, she should never have come to Mantuo Villa. She would have died, but Qing'er...

"Qing'er, what are you doing?" The woman looked at her little disciple, her expression suddenly stunned.

"I'm going to burn this house down," the girl called Qing'er said, holding a candlestick and walking towards the bed. "Once the house is burned down, we can get out."

Damn, that makes a lot of sense!

The woman complained in her heart, but her hands moved quickly, and she quickly dissuaded him, "Wait, Qing'er..."

If the house really burns down, what will they do? The house will burn down, but they will also die in the fire. This girl is really arrogant. Whose child is she?

Uh, it seems like she gave birth to the child herself? That's fine then.

That's right.

Although she taught her apprentice that their relationship was that of master and disciple, in reality they were mother and daughter. This was because the woman transferred her anger and hatred for the child's father onto the child.

Over the years, the woman has come to realize that what she did was wrong, even childish and ridiculous. But the matter is done, and the woman can't change it. She doesn't even dare to mention it to her daughter.

Unfortunately, the woman's warning was timely, but her fierce daughter was even quicker. She let go of her hand and smashed the candlestick onto the bed in front of her.

Boom.

The high-grade silk was instantly ignited, and red light shot up.