Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

In her mind, Haramura Makoto's actions were already a breach of the agreement.

If Haramura Makoto ever has any intention of breaking the agreement, even if it means sacrificing himself here, she will never surrender and will fight to the very end.

"There's no need to be so wary. I just feel that there should be a deal between us that's good for both of us."

He subtly positioned himself directly in front of Athena, unleashing a divine and extremely powerful magical force.

Thick magic, like moisture in the air, proliferated wildly in this space, squeezing Athena.

"This doesn't look like a negotiation."

"However, whatever it is, I'd like to hear it first."

Circumstances are stronger than people; no matter what, circumstances are truly stronger than people.

Athena pursed her lips; if possible, she really didn't want to fight this man.

Because this is undoubtedly a futile attempt to stop a chariot.

"It's very simple."

"I need to kill a disobedient god in order to meet this so-called Pandora."

"But the chances of encountering something like this by luck seem rather low, and I don't have the time to waste."

"But I happen to have a strong liking for you, goddess, so I can only trouble you to provide me with a target."

Athena's lips twitched. The anger rising from her stomach was already at the top of her throat, but she had no idea whether she should let it out.

Ultimately, due to the circumstances, Athena silently swallowed the bitter pill and began to use her wisdom to think positively.

"You want to use the relevant relics to perform a summoning ritual to summon the arrival of the disobedient god."

Besides the way the gods themselves wanted to descend from heaven to earth, there has always been another way for disobedient gods to descend.

That is, a large number of humans with priestess bloodlines sacrifice their magic power, designate sacred relics, and pray to the sky for the descent of a disobedient god.

No, you're wrong about that.

"For me, it doesn't matter whether any god descends or not."

"But the decision of who should descend is up to you."

Makoto Haramura raised his eyebrows, a smug and arrogant gesture that somehow managed to evoke no dislike in anyone.

The slight displeasure on Athena's face vanished.

"It seems you are indeed very confident. I'll let you know in advance that, in terms of sheer power, there are quite a few disobedient gods who are stronger than me."

"If you still think that way after hearing that, I can grant your request."

She is the goddess of wisdom, so doing something like this wouldn't be difficult for her.

She could even skip the priestess part if she wanted to.

The problem lies with the artifact, something that's precisely located.

Rather!

Athena may not have many other things, but she has so many of these holy relics that they are simply too numerous to count.

First, there's the time it takes to descend to Earth.

In terms of time, she has been a disobedient god for nearly a thousand years.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that she is the longest-running disobedient god on earth.

With immense power, ample time, and a sufficient historical span, it's not surprising that Athena possesses a vast number of relics.

Furthermore, since she herself is a non-divine being, obtaining items related to the gods is a piece of cake for her.

"Oh oh oh."

"It seems you possess a relic of considerable value."

Makoto Haramura blinked, his gaze fixed intently on Athena.

"It is indeed a very sufficient amount."

"Even I admit that I am not as strong as him."

Athena didn't hesitate to gild her own face.

In such a short period of time, he had already learned quite a bit about Athena.

In no way can she be inferior to others.

She's definitely strong; her attitude is disdainful.

She ignores those who are similar to her.

She'll tough it out against those who are slightly stronger than her.

Of all those far superior to her, Athena's only remaining quality was her stubbornness.

"Now that you mention it, I'm really looking forward to seeing who you've chosen. I'm quite curious and want to know right now."

Countless black crows swooped down from the sky, landing one by one on Athena's not-so-broad shoulders, waiting for her white pupils.

"If you want to maintain that sense of novelty, I suggest you stop asking me questions."

"Maintaining mystery is even more important."

After saying this, Athena lifted the hem of her dress with one hand and bowed slightly.

"So, in order to ensure the smooth running of the ceremony, I need to make some preparations in advance."

"See you next time, mysterious outsider."

Chapter 293 Come and Submit

"Who on earth is this?!"

At the edge of the battlefield, Liliana stood trembling by the roadside, her large eyes fixed on Edelweiss.

She comes from the black cross of bronze.

This incredibly powerful magical society possesses a wealth of information about contemporary god-slayers.

Including the newly born Sword King who leads them, there are only six Campiones in total.

They are, respectively, Lady Elsa, the queen of the enchanting cave.

Alexander Gascoigne, the swift and noble young man.

The King of Martial Arts, Luo Hao.

Marquis Voban, Sasha de Jansdar Voban.

The Sword King, Salvatore Tony, and Hades.

These are the six god-slayers of our time.

However, without a doubt, the beautiful, inhuman woman before her, who made her feel somewhat ashamed, and the man who had left her on the battlefield earlier, whose mere glance had stirred her heart and made her heart race, were not among these six god-slayers.

"Excuse me...may I ask who you are?"

With great courage, truly great courage, Liliana asked Edelweiss her first question in a trembling voice.

It's not surprising that she behaved so poorly. As a priestess with excellent bloodline, although she wasn't very old, she had been in close contact with the Demon King on Earth.

There's a saying that goes something like that.

There are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names.

The demon king on earth is absolutely worthy of the name demon king.

The only person she knew in her childhood was Marquis Voban, who was among the top two in terms of cruelty among all the god-killers.

Because of her superior bloodline, she was forcibly conscripted by Marquis Voban to become a member of the witch corps that summons the consciousness of the gods.

She was still young then, and her magic wasn't very strong; she was just assigned to the periphery.

In the center were all fully-fledged priestesses, and without exception, they had all died during that ritual summoning.

In her subsequent research, she gained a thorough understanding of what kind of species a godkiller was.

Acting solely on their own interests, with the lives and deaths of ordinary people being of no concern to them—this is the best way to describe a god-killer.

"We'll decide your matter when Cheng comes back."

"Shut up now."

Edelweiss merely raised his eyes slightly in response to Liliana's question before replying softly.

"Yes."

The courage I had finally mustered vanished in an instant.

Liliana immediately buried herself in the ground like an ostrich.

The words I finally managed to say have now offended a god-slayer. What should I do now?

Waiting online, very anxious.

"I'm done here. Oh, you still have this guy with you?"

One was calm and indifferent, the other was terrified and just wanted to cry.

Just then, a man's voice suddenly rang out between the two of them. The spot that had been empty just moments before was now instantly occupied by Makoto Haramura.

Do you still carry it with you?

Upon hearing this, Liliana's face turned deathly pale, as if all the strength had been drained from her body, and she immediately knelt on the ground.

Because the words had already been automatically filtered out as a different version in her ears.

Keeping it with you means it's superfluous.

Having too much left means you can just kill it.

"Oh, it seems you were overthinking things just now. I don't think that's what I meant."

"Is it because my face looks terrifying?"

"I remember quite a few girls hitting on me just now."

"It's perfectly normal for ordinary people to fear your power."

Edelweiss, on the other hand, answered quite seriously.

This kind of thing seemed perfectly normal to her; she had already experienced something similar in her original world.

He is the world's strongest swordsman and the world's most vicious criminal.

Everyone was terrified of her.

Even though these people never understood her, they were still afraid of her power.

"Ok."

"Although keeping this guy around is of little use, we've already gathered most of the necessary intelligence."

"But it seems nice to have someone in this world to help us with our chores."

Makoto Haramura looked at Liliana as if she were a little white rabbit whose clothes had been stripped off.

Under Makoto Haramura's watchful gaze, all Liliana could do was tremble with fear.

Unlike the disobedient gods who do not require food.

He and Edelweiss still need to eat properly to maintain their mood.

Especially Edelweiss, who is a huge fan of sweets.

He practiced swordsmanship to lose weight and eventually became the world's strongest swordsman.

If you only talk about it, who would believe you?

They have just arrived in this world and have nothing but power.

Magicians, regardless of the circumstances, already hold a status in the world far superior to that of ordinary people.

In that case, it's enough for a young and talented magician with the backing of a magic society to do odd jobs for them.

“Look me in the eyes, and now begin.”