Slay the God: The head of the demon god, I will protect Hongying

The Battle of Olympus's Revenge ended in less than three days.

The Greek kingdom was controlled by Nyx, and the source of the Greek gods also fell into her hands.

It will only take some time for her to return to her peak form.

The gods who followed her were also cheering at this moment. They were repairing the kingdom of the gods on Mount Olympus.

After all, this place will be theirs.

The first thing Nyx did after he sat on the throne of God King was to liberate the 'Human Circle'.

She does not need to rely on human faith to gain strength and resist the gods.

She is willing to use her divine power to stop the fog from spreading.

With Wang Shao's help, Nyx devoured the mist and spread the restrictions on Mount Olympus hundreds of kilometers away.

With the prohibition guarding it, the fog will not be able to erode the extra hundreds of kilometers for at least ten years.

"Mother, we should go back. You must be careful of Zeus. He is likely to collude with other gods."

"Don't worry, Hypnos. As long as Mother is in charge of Mount Olympus, they won't be able to do anything to me. If all else fails, Mother will go to Daxia to find you."

On the Golden Throne, Nyx held Wang Shao's hands and looked at his face reluctantly.

Wang Shao knew that Nix loved his son dearly and might be easily deceived, so after hesitating for a moment, he still spoke and gave him some advice.

"Mother, I will miss you and will come back to see you often after I finish my work in Daxia."

Wang Shao paused and continued, "Your other descendants can no longer come back. Don't be overly sad, and don't believe those lies that they can be resurrected through exchange."

"Mother knows. I was crazy for so many years, but until I met you and Lin Qiye, I had already let it go. All of this is in the past. You are my biological child. Lin Qiye took care of me meticulously when I was seriously ill. You are also half a son to me."

Seeing Nyx speak seriously, Wang Shao nodded.

"What are you going to do next?"

"First, I will restore the strength of the Supreme God, and then I will go and settle the score with Zeus. By then, even if the old God King tries to stop me, I will be able to severely injure him!"

A hint of coldness flashed in Nyx's eyes, then disappeared in an instant. She looked at Zhou Ping and spoke slowly.

"Mr. Zhou Ping, thank you for coming to help me."

"No need to thank me. They are Daxia's enemies. I have wanted to kill them for a long time. I just hope that the Olympian gods will not invade Daxia again."

"Don't worry, they won't."

Zhou Ping nodded and said, "Then let's go back to Daxia first."

With the farewell of Nyx and other gods, Zhou Ping and Wang Shao embarked on the journey back to Daxia.

……

In the mist.

"Senior Sword Immortal, we can now kill gods. How do you feel?"

Wang Shao, who was on the Wind Vein Earth Dragon, asked Zhou Ping beside him.

"They are very strong. If I want to protect Da Xia, I need to become even stronger!"

Zhou Ping spoke calmly. Indeed, during this trip to Olympus, he killed Poseidon and Gaia.

But the fight between Nyx and Zeus made him realize that even if he became a god, his strength was at most enough to fight against the main god.

Most of them are only at the level of sub-gods. If they want to protect Daxia, they must face those Egyptian gods, Japanese gods, Asgardian gods...

Wang Shao nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You said, I am also a person who killed gods. Will Commander Ye give me a Star Sea Medal? I already have a Star Sea Medal in my hand. If I can get another Star Sea Medal, I will be very happy."

"If that's the case, then I have one too!"

"You've become a god, why do you still care about these things?"

"I am a Red Dust Immortal, so of course I care."

"..."

……

One month later, Kyoto.

Under the night sky, a black Hummer was speeding on a winding road, heading towards the top of the mountain.

The car stopped obediently in front of the dark iron gate and was inspected by several figures in black in front of the iron gate.

"identity."

"Team leader of Yamamoto Group, Ken Asakura,"

"What are you doing here?"

"See you, Team Leader. I have important matters to report."

"go in."

After carefully checking the ID and appearance, the black figure returned the ID to the other party and dispersed the figures blocking the way.

He slowly opened the iron gate and let the Hummer drive towards the luxurious manor.

The car stopped steadily at the main entrance of the manor.

Ken Asakura, along with his driver and an assistant, carefully tidied up his clothes.

Then he walked into the manor with a solemn expression.

The people he was going to meet today were the team leader and second team leader of the Black Killing Group.

Especially the third team leader since the establishment of the Black Killing Group, he is simply a legend in the Japanese underworld.

A month ago, there were many powerful underworld gangs in the Kansai region, each busy with internal struggles, and the region was basically a mess.

They can't be compared with the two super families in Kanto at all.

A month ago, the Black Killing Group was just one of the three major gangs in Kyoto.

But just a month ago, this team leader and second team leader suddenly appeared and wiped out the other two major gangs in Kyoto in just one week.

Deeply admired by the second-generation team leader, Rocket's speed made him a high-ranking member of the Black Killing Group. Then, within half a month, they led their men to defeat a large-scale underworld gang in the Kansai region and became the largest gang in Kansai.

A week ago, the second generation team leader passed away. Before he died, he pushed this young man to the position of team leader. As expected, another young beauty became the second team leader, and the strength of the Black Killing Group became unprecedentedly strong.

Ken Asakura had seen them. Two weeks ago, they were the ones who led the troops to defeat the Yamamoto Group under his command.

Along the way, Ken Asakura was thinking about how to organize his words when he met the team leader.

He came to the door and took a deep breath.

After tidying up his clothes again, he solemnly pushed open the door.

Behind the door appeared a hall as big as a football field, covered with tatami mats.

In the center of the hall, there was a young man sitting there smoking casually. He was wearing the ryukumo haori that symbolized the team leader.

Hundreds of people were kneeling in neat rows on both sides, men on the left and women on the right.

The men all wore black kimonos and wooden clogs on their bare feet, while the women all wore black tomesodes, white socks, and wooden clogs.

Seeing Ken Asakura come in, he looked at him calmly.

There was something different on the seat at the head of the right side. It was a table. Hongying sat there and took a sip of sake.

The young man in the center took a puff of his cigarette, slowly exhaled the hazy smoke, then narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ken Asakura.

Ken Asakura's heart trembled instantly. The team leader had the same look when he wiped out the Yamamoto group!

He walked up to the team leader and half-knelt on the ground.

"Team leader Yamamoto, Ken Asakura, greets the team leader."

The team leader just looked at him quietly, and the second team leader didn't even look at him, drinking by himself. Neither of them had any intention of speaking, and the atmosphere in the hall was dead silent and depressing.