Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

However, Makoto Haramura simply smiled and uttered what Luo Hao considered to be the most outrageous conjecture.

"You said it yourself, it's this world, right?"

"..."

Luo Hao immediately caught on.

As someone from ancient times, yes, that's right.

She was an ancient person. Even though we have entered the modern era, Luo Hao, who has always lived on Mount Lu and maintained ancient lifestyle, is a complete backward person of the times.

For people of their time, it was easy to convince them that there was a God in the world.

But getting them to believe in aliens is incredibly difficult.

What Haramura Makoto just said was telling her that there are aliens in this world.

This conclusion was the hardest for Luo Hao to accept.

It took Luo Hao quite a while to reluctantly accept this fact.

"call……"

Luo Hao let out a long sigh of relief, his gaze suddenly turning dangerous.

"So, what is your purpose in coming into this world? Is it to invade?"

Luo Hao has a strong sense of national responsibility. No matter how turbulent things are in her own country, it has nothing to do with her. Because it is a fight between people behind closed doors. No matter who wins, the country is still the country, and nothing will change.

So even after the Qing Dynasty collapsed and the regime changed, Luo Hao still did not come out.

However, when the Eight-Nation Alliance and Japanese pirates attacked, Luo Hao did not hesitate at all, showing no regard for his dignity as a god-slayer, and directly killed them all.

Now, it has risen to the level of the entire Earth, and for Luo Hao, the meaning is the same.

In her eyes, Makoto Haramura had become an intruder.

"If that's what you're saying, then you're not wrong."

Haramura Makoto shrugged, leaning back completely on the sofa, ignoring Luo Hao, who was on edge.

"However, my kind of aggression is quite different from the aggression you imagine."

"Others' aggression is plunder, while my aggression can be considered a win-win situation."

"Win-win?"

A cold smile crept onto Luo Hao's lips again.

In her view, this was nothing but empty talk from Makoto Haramura. Aggression is aggression; talking about win-win is all just empty words.

It's just a pathetic fantasy that those in power give to those in power.

"There's nothing wrong with achieving a win-win situation."

"Some things, when I say them, may not be as clear to you as you do to understand them directly."

Makoto Haramura extended his palm, and a ball of magical light condensed at his fingertips.

"Moreover, once you've seen it, you'll understand that I want to accomplish this, and those of you bound by the curse of the Godslayer are powerless to resist me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of magical light shot out from his fingertip, entering Luo Hao's mind at a speed that Luo Hao couldn't even react to.

It didn't take long.

In fact, it only took a few seconds before Luo Hao slowly opened his tightly closed eyes.

However, when Luo Hao opened his eyes this time, there was no longer any hostility in them, only a lingering astonishment and helplessness.

After a few more seconds, Luo Hao finally spoke slowly.

"So, this is why you're so confident that you've directly broken free from the bindings of my cursed power?"

"That's not it."

Makoto Haramura's retort left Luo Hao speechless.

"Even if you have some special means and manage to escape from my grasp, you will eventually fall into my hands. Given your level, you will inevitably be summoned to the Little Garden. At that time, whether you want to or not, that will be the only outcome."

"So, whether or not I break free from these constraints is meaningless to me."

Reality was far too stark, and that's why Luo Hao didn't know what to say.

But she already knew what she could do.

Just as this man said, joining now would actually give them an advantage; it's a coerced win-win situation.

"Okay, I agree to your request."

Chapter 325 The Last King's Message

You won't regret your decision.

"Because this will be even greater luck than when you became a god-slayer."

Even among god-slayers, there are varying degrees of power.

Compared to the others, Makoto Haramura definitely has a higher opinion of Luo Hao.

She stayed here, but her perspective limited her.

After she leaves this world and sees the vastness outside, her power will experience an explosive surge.

"hope so."

"I will keep my promise."

Luo Hao stood up, suppressing his imposing manner, his tone full of determination.

"Of course, I also believe in the promise of the Martial Arts King."

Haramura Makoto nodded slightly, which was taken as agreement to Luo Hao's wish to leave.

The matter was already settled, so there was no need for Haramura Makoto to keep her around any longer.

Luo Hao left immediately.

Judging from his appearance, Haramura Makoto didn't seem to be in a hurry to resolve the Marquis of Voban's matter.

Instead, she remained leaning back on the sofa.

She slightly raised her finger, yawned, and turned her head towards the window.

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

"Luo Hao has already discovered you, you don't think I couldn't have discovered you, do you?"

Outside the window, on the balcony.

A pure white owl turned its head, rotating it 360 degrees, and then a clear sound rang out.

"I felt that demon king's gaze too."

"I just noticed you seemed to be talking about something important, so I didn't disturb you."

The tightly closed window was opened directly, and a gentle breeze blew in.

She was short, about 1.3 or 1.4 meters tall, wearing a woolen hat and a Japanese junior high school girl's uniform. Her slender legs were covered with blue nylon stockings, and her delicate feet were encased in round-toed leather shoes.

—The disobedient goddess, Athena, descends here in her child form.

"I never expected that the goddess of wisdom would be so understanding. I was quite surprised."

Makoto Haramura shrugged, teasing the young girl in front of him without any restraint, not at all worried that she would get angry.

Athena merely sneered and then sat down directly opposite Makoto Haramura.

"It's okay."

"Normally I wouldn't bother with these things, but since you've let me hear some interesting things, it's okay to do it once in a while."

Athena retorted without holding back.

His sharpness is in no way inferior to that of Makoto Haramura.

"Then you should know how important what you just heard is."

"Now that you know such a big secret of mine, Goddess, what do you think I should do with you?"

Suddenly, Makoto Haramura sat up abruptly from the sofa.

With a pair of pale golden eyes, and with each movement of Makoto Haramura, an invisible pressure emanated from him, pointing directly at Athena.

"Isn't this exactly what you wanted me to hear?"

Athena, however, remained completely unmoved.

She made no attempt to conceal her presence when she arrived.

It's impossible for this man not to sense it.

Even though he knew she was outside, he still didn't shut her up.

What else could it be but that I wanted her to know anyway?

"never mind."

"Since you've told me such important news, let me tell you about something I've been thinking about lately."

"This news should be just as important to you as the inside information you just told me."

"Oh?"

The imposing aura emanating from Haramura Makoto vanished the moment he uttered that question.

He became interested.

You should know that the information that he came from outside the world is priceless.

Especially for Athena.

She was actually confident that she had something of equal value in her possession.

How could I not be curious!

"Ok!"

With her arms crossed over her chest, Athena tilted her head slightly, her expression becoming inexplicably solemn, and slowly opened her mouth.

Have you ever heard of the name "The Last King"?

"The Last King?"

Makoto Haramura frowned and propped his cheek up with one hand.

"never heard of that."

"Humans don't seem to have any records of such beings. As for information about those gods, I learned it all from you. You should know that."

"What's wrong with this guy you're talking about?"

Before answering your question, let me ask you another one.

With her fingers interlaced, Athena's lips curled into a slight smile.

"The so-called god-slayers, after being modified by secret techniques, have a lifespan that is almost infinite."

"Then why are there only seven god-slayers in the world so far, and the oldest of them is only about 230 years old?"

Athena's question was very successful, as evidenced by Makoto Haramura's momentary silence.

Yes, he certainly noticed it.

Theoretically speaking, godkillers become more powerful as they get older.

Because the longer they live, the more powers they acquire.

Of course, no matter how much power they possess, the setpoint value they output will not change.

However, they will have the power to deal with all kinds of situations.

Such a god-killer is virtually impossible to kill.

To put it simply, take Marquis Voban as an example. With his power, even if a god-king from a great mythology came, he could still use his own methods to deal with him and ultimately win the battle.

Even if he loses, he still has a trump card to save his life.