Become a prophet in the Tiga world

The monster Mozhi was worshiped by ancient soldiers. It was said to give them courage, making them invincible and invincible on the battlefield. In fact, it fed on emotions and swallowed up the fear in their hearts, leaving only the desire to destroy and kill.

Mo Zhi was once regarded as the God of War, the God of War, and the God of Valor by the people at that time. With his strong strength and long-term worship, the divine origin was naturally born.

As a monster that controls the two rare attributes of fear and space, Mozhi's strength is terrifying, and it is enough to rank in the top five among all the monsters that appear in the Dyna plot.

Faced with the ability to induce inner fear, even Dyna was unable to escape. He hesitated to move forward during the battle, and even almost ran away.

If it hadn't been for the encouragement from his teammate Ryo Mimura, who inspired Asuka's courage, the outcome would have been unpredictable.

The only weakness is that it can only appear under the moonlight, otherwise its power will be greatly weakened.

Luo Yang held the divine origin in his hand, and his whole body radiated golden light. The silver part entered the body along the skin like running water, and was swallowed directly.

The space was slightly shaken, and then calmed down again.

The divine origin shrunk by half, leaving only the black part, which was dark and deep, as if connected to some unknown space, making people feel fear.

Luo Yang's eyes flashed and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Dark Zaki!"

"It's my turn this time."

"..."

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Osaka city center.

A colorful clown was performing on the street. Several arrogant young people walked past him, suddenly reached out and grabbed the billboard from their hands, and ran away.

The clown was stunned for a moment and hurriedly chased after him.

A group of people ran to a remote alley, and the clown stepped forward to negotiate, but was punched down by the leader, followed by a series of punches and kicks.

The clown held his head and hunched over, protecting his vital parts, and endured it silently.

Seeing that he didn't resist, the gangsters felt bored. After beating him a few times, they left cursing and kicked the billboard before leaving.

After they walked away, Roger got up from the ground, straightened his messy clothes, looked at the billboard broken in two, and sighed deeply.

This is not the first time.

Since the appearance of the monster, the peaceful days have gone forever, and the security of Sakura Country has become worse and worse. Some idle young people have begun to steal, and in serious cases, even vandalize and rob.

Roger returned to the company and reported the situation to his superiors. Instead of being comforted, he was scolded and the money for the billboards was deducted from his salary.

Roger didn't argue because he was just a temporary worker.

The street clown performed in the morning, and it was just after twelve o'clock. He took off his makeup and got off work. He didn't eat, put on yellow work clothes, rode an electric bicycle, and started his second job.

Deliver food.

I ran non-stop late into the night and received two bad reviews.

One was because he was half a minute late, and the other was because he forgot to bring the other party a cigarette.

Fighting back his exhaustion, Roger rushed to his third job as a nighttime food stall waiter. He worked until two o'clock in the morning before returning to his home of less than 30 square meters and fell asleep.

In the early morning, the alarm clock rang at six o'clock on time. Roger had finished washing and his mother had already made breakfast waiting for him.

White rice porridge, eggs, and a plate of pickles.

My mother is not yet fifty, and already has gray hair on her temples. She suffered from a disease due to overwork in her youth, and now she has to take medicine every day.

The mother and son were eating and watching talk shows on TV.

The host is a middle-aged handsome man. He is obviously in his fifties, but he looks like he is in his early forties. His words are humorous and his mother likes him very much. It is said that he was crazy about celebrities when he was young.

But he doesn't like this person.

The reviews are too bad and there are too many negative materials. Unfortunately, there has been no real action.

When picking up vegetables, I accidentally exposed my arm. My mother was sharp-eyed and immediately asked, "Why is my arm so blue? Did you get into a fight with someone?"

Roger rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "No, I just fell."

"real?"

"Don't you know that I have ever fought with anyone since I was a child?"

My mother breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this and warned: "Be careful when you are working and don't be irritable."

"knew."

"Also, why don't you quit your night job? You only sleep three or four hours a day. How can your body bear it?"

"Well, I'll see if there are any other suitable jobs. If I find one, I'll quit this one."

"By the way, the blind date I mentioned last time..."

"..."

His mother talked a lot, but Roger didn't feel bored. Instead, he enjoyed the feeling of home.

After breakfast, he hurried to the company, put on his clown costume, and started a new day of work.

The days passed were tiring and fulfilling.

Occasionally I feel a little uncomfortable, but when I think about there being so many people in the world who have it harder than myself, it doesn't seem so uncomfortable.

Experts say.

Only when you are content can you always be happy. Don't ask for things that don't belong to you, and most of your worries will disappear.

Stay down-to-earth and work hard to get rich.

Create a better future with your own hands.

Roger thinks the experts are right.

He supported himself and his mother through hard work.

that's enough.

As for that kind of glamorous life, it doesn't belong to you.

Experts also said.

A fulfilling life is a happy thing.

Working three jobs a day and sleeping only four hours, his life is very fulfilling.

Are you happy?

It should be happy...right?

Roger thought that his life would continue to be peaceful like this.

Until this day.

The wind was beautiful and the sun was shining brightly. He rode a battery car to the gate of a university.

Seeing the students coming in and out with youthful smiles on their faces, Roger couldn't help but feel envious.

After putting down the takeout and about to leave, I suddenly heard a faint cry.

He followed the sound to a corner and saw three tall girls bullying another girl.

They pull hair, slap, kick in the stomach, and even take off each other's clothes.

"stop!"

Roger shouted to stop him, but before he could continue, he was greeted with a barrage of curses.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Are you her father?"

"Warning you not to meddle in your own business!"

"Stinky dick!"

"Greasy man!"

"..."

Roger was stunned.

He never expected that these little girls could be so fierce. They spoke loudly about their father and silent about their mother. They were worse than shrews.

The quarrel attracted people nearby, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him unkindly, he quickly explained that he was trying to stop the bullying.

At this moment, the fat girl who had just been scolded the most fiercely suddenly performed a special trick of changing her face, folded her hands on her chest, and started crying loudly.

"Uuuuuu——"

"How can I, a little girl, be bullied?"

"It was obviously you who secretly photographed that girl, and we came to stop you. Then you yelled at us and even used your hands and feet."

"I can't live anymore wuwuwu——"

The fat girl cried so hard that she was out of breath and seemed like she would faint in the next second.

Roger was dumbfounded. He finally realized what it meant for the evildoer to complain first.

When the onlookers saw this, they became furious and began to verbally and verbally criticize him. Some even wanted to take action.

Roger hurriedly took out his cell phone to prove that he had not taken any secret photos.

"You must have deleted it."

"Scum!"

"brute!"

"Scum!"

Facing the insults from everyone, Roger couldn't say anything. He could only look at the girl who had just been bullied: "Little girl, tell me, are they lying?"

"Yes, tell me quickly, is it us who bullies you, or is this wretched man secretly filming you? You must tell the truth!"

The three girls surrounded her and stared at her fiercely, with threats in their eyes.

"I...I don't know!"

The girl shivered, shouted, and suddenly pushed away the crowd and ran out.

Watching the other person's back leave, Roger felt a bang on his head, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer.

"Look how scared the little girl is!"

"You must be afraid of revenge from this scumbag!"

"He must be punished by law!"

"..."

Not long after, the siren sounded and Roger was taken away by the police.

Everyone present clapped their hands and applauded, as if they worked together to eradicate a big devil who was causing harm to the world.

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