Slashing God: Captain Death Returns from the Mist

For some reason, Lin Yi really thought this was possible.

Impossible, impossible. How could I, such a serious person, have such a bad taste?

Although he felt that this was likely to be the case, Lin Yi still wanted to forcefully deny it.

In Lin Yi's memory, he only remembered that Lin Qiye worked as a gigolo in a gigolo club in Tokyo, but he forgot the name of the club.

Tokyo is so big, and there are male host clubs everywhere. Does he have to look for them one by one?

"Let's take a rest tonight and take action tomorrow." Lin Yi said to Wang Mian and turned to walk into the kitchen.

The next day, Lin Yi woke up early in the morning.

Looking at the busy traffic at the intersection, Lin Yi looked calm.

"What's the point of these people being so busy? No matter how hard they try, they can't escape the fate of being kept in captivity by the gods." Han Shaoyun walked to Lin Yi and said with some emotion.

"They don't know this, and even if they did, what could they do?" Lin Yi said, and slowly flew into the sky.

Divine power surged throughout his body and gushed out. This time he planned to do something big.

"What is that, a god?"

"I prayed sincerely every day and finally saw God."

"Almighty God, please bless me. I want to be the richest man." A homeless man in a dishevel knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lin Yi and prayed.

"Oh God, I want to extend my life." The man was dressed in a suit, but he looked very old.

“Oh my god…”

Countless people below knelt down and prayed to Lin Yi.

"Is this the power of faith?" Lin Yi felt a mysterious energy suddenly coming out of his body, and raised his right hand to look at it carefully.

Driven by Lin Yi, the power of faith in his body flows through it and can be felt.

"The speed of acquiring this power is much faster than practicing on my own." In just a moment, he can acquire so much power of faith, and the intensity is no less than his own divine power.

It is no wonder that these foreign gods gave up the cultivation of their own divine power, so that when the fog descended and their believers died, their strength was greatly reduced.

The gods of Daxia, in addition to receiving incense from the human world, have never slowed down their own cultivation. When the fog descended, they used their entire cultivation and flesh and blood to build a national monument to protect the people of Daxia.

This is the true meaning of "God".

Lin Yi was reading the original novel at that time, but he was moved to tears by the voices saying, "In response to the decree of the Lord of Heaven, I am willing to sacrifice my cultivation to protect the people of Daxia and ensure everything is safe!"

Turning around and looking at the people in the "human circle" who were praying devoutly for him, Lin Yi felt pity for them for the first time.

The divine power mobilized the complete law of wind in the body, creating a gentle breeze among the crowd below.

A gentle breeze blew on their faces, and everyone closed their eyes happily, slowly falling into a long sleep.

"Karma has its retribution. You gave me the power of faith, so I will give you liberation." Lin Yi's tone in the air was emotionless.

"Fuck, how can Lao Lin be a 'god'? He's more like a devil!" Whirlpool couldn't help but fall into deep thought as he watched the crowd in front of him slowly dissipating in the wind.

The 'Death God' and 'Masked' teams nearby all looked at him and nodded in agreement.

"Bagayalu, you, an invader, how dare you steal the faith of God? You deserve to die." On the empty street, an oracle in a red robe walked towards Lin Yi, cursing angrily.

The 'team translator' Knight also performed his duties in a timely manner at this time.

"Are you the only one here?" Lin Yi looked at the red-robed man who appeared, feeling a little disappointed.

However, the next second, a silver-robed figure quickly appeared behind Lin Yi and sucked Lin Yi into a mirrored space.

Of course, this was the result of Lin Yi not resisting. He was also very curious about what the mirror space of this "Mirror Disaster" oracle was.

"You false god, just stay here and watch your men being killed by us bit by bit." Jingzai looked at Lin Yi in front of him with a smug look.

He stretched out his hand and gently brushed across the top of the space, and a picture instantly appeared before his eyes, which was the scene of the "God of Death" and the "Mask" in the outside world.

There were six figures standing opposite them, wearing robes of different colors.

"Hahaha, your god has been locked up in the Mirror Disaster's space. Once we kill you, we will surround and kill him together." The Red Robe Fire said arrogantly.

Under the knight's translation, the corners of the mouths of the members of the 'Death God' team twitched, and they almost couldn't suppress their laughter.

To put it bluntly, Zhao Kongcheng's 'Bankai' state alone is enough to defeat them.

"Captain Wang, should we buy all of these goods, or leave one or two for you to practice with?" Wu Xiangnan politely asked Wang Mian for his opinion.

Wang was so upset that he was completely distraught. Do you think we are here as "masked tourists"?

However, considering that these guys are all at the peak of Klein Realm, while the strongest Wangmian in the 'Masked' team is only at the peak of Infinite Realm.

"Leave one for us, and let us try the Klein Peak water." Wang Mian glanced at his teammates who were eager to try, and said with a smile on his face.

"Okay, then Lao Zhao, Lao He, and Shao Yun, you take care of two, and the remaining two will be left to..." Wu Xiangnan was about to say that he would leave it to him when he was stopped by A Zi.

"Deputy Captain, why don't you give one to me and Zhenzhen to practice with?" A Zi's eyes were full of determination and expectation.

Looking at the determined eyes of Zhu Zhenzhen and A Zi, Wu Xiangnan grinned and said, "Okay, but be careful."

"Yeah." A Zi and Zhu Zhenzhen nodded excitedly.

"These bastards." The Red Robe Firemen pointed at him and laughed, feeling greatly insulted.

A red light flashed in his hand, and he attacked A Zi.

The sudden attack hit A Zi, and his body turned into a mirror and shattered in an instant.

When he appeared again, he was holding the Kyoka Suigetsu Zanpakutō in his hand.

Seeing that the guy in red robe dared to attack A Zi, the members of the "Death God" team instantly became furious.

"Fuck, boy, you all have to score eight points today." Zhao Kongcheng drew out Zangetsu and used Bankai directly.

He Lin and Han Shaoyun also summoned their Zanpakuto with gloomy expressions.

As for Wu Xiangnan, after summoning the unsheathed sword, he took out a sharp sword from the sword box behind him.

"Old Wu wants to practice both sword and knife." Lin Yi touched his chin in the mirror space.

When the time comes, give Old Wu the sword of Ama-no-Murakumo. This way, every sword and every strike of his will can cut through anything. Combined with Old Wu's current "rebirth", it will be perfect.

Lin Yi was silently thinking about Wu Xiangnan in his heart.

As for the Silver Robe Mirror Disaster in the mirror space, he was chattering non-stop.

Lin Yi didn't understand, so he just let him stay there.

He watched his team members fight quietly.