I seem to be an evil god

Smith wanted to report to the Demon Hunter Guild, but it was actually a little late.

Just after the brand new Mrs. Smith stood up from the coffin, Master Nazha in the guild immediately felt the vast aura.

The master who was practicing stopped the running technique.

After closing his eyes and feeling quietly for a while, Master Nazha solemnly took out a pair of khaki gloves.

He jumped up from the bed on the third floor of the union, stepped hard on the floor, broke through the weak obstacle on the roof, and jumped towards Smith Manor.

After Jera escaped from the morgue, he transformed into a green giant.

Along the way, she broke the walls of countless rooms and fled straight out. She was not physically strong, so she would feel numbness every time she broke the wall, but the dangerous aura behind her kept stimulating her to keep running away.

Mrs. Smith seems to have no intelligence and just chases the first target to escape.

Tentacles were always surrounding her feet as she moved forward. Wherever she walked, various kinds of aqua-blue mucus were left behind, which persisted for a long time.

Master Nazha moved very fast in the city. Of course, this violent behavior also woke up many old guys in the city.

"This is Naza, Fist of the Earth." In the most luxurious mansion in the middle of the aristocratic district, a middle-aged man looked at the figure leaping over from the roof, his mouth twitching.

An old voice came from behind: "A new master has appeared in the Lion City."

"What, the new master?" The middle-aged man looked surprised, "Father! Then..."

"The aura is very chaotic. It doesn't look like he is from an orthodox organization." The voice that spoke was that of a burly old man with pale hair. He was carrying a huge shield on his back.

The staggered scars on the shield demonstrate the old man's illustrious military exploits.

"Little school!" The middle-aged man said with a hint of joy in his voice, "Father, do we want it?"

"It's too late, Nazha will take action. No matter which small organization's master it is, it will definitely not be our turn in the end." The old man carrying a huge shield sat in the courtyard, facing the moonlight, and continued to run his skills.

"Be calm. As long as we don't cause problems, no one can hinder our plan."

"Yes, father." The middle-aged man said nothing more, closed his eyes and continued to breathe. As for the pothole that Master Nazha stepped on when passing through, he could only leave it alone.

It's hard to be calm this night. Those who have been planning for a long time are worried about changes in their plans, and those who are struggling are even more worried.

In the noble district, in a relatively remote mansion. The white-haired young man was kneeling on the ground. In front of him was a majestic-looking middle-aged man.

The white-haired young man was arguing with the majestic man. Master Nazha passed by on a rooftop nearby and smiled slightly when she saw this scene.

"That family has been trampled, and this one is indispensable. After all, our Demon Hunter Guild must ensure neutrality." With a slight thought, he exerted force on the roof with his legs, deflected the direction slightly, and landed on top of the white-haired young man and the others.

The majestic man, who was exhausted mentally and physically from the argument with his son, turned to look at Master Nazha who had gone away, and let out an angry snort.

The white-haired young man who was kneeling on one knee felt even more envious as he looked at the sturdy figure walking away.

Jera ran away very quickly. Although this was the first time she had adapted to this green-armored giant form, the handbooks that had been circulated in the school for hundreds of years contained very detailed instructions on how to use it.

As I ran, I was almost at the edge of Smith Manor, feeling the danger behind me getting smaller and smaller. Jela was excited: "Finally escaped from that monster."

Arriving at the outer wall of Smith Manor, layers and layers of green vines were wrapped around the wall. This was the barrier Jela had just set up to prevent others from escaping.

Zyra controlled the green-armored giant to stop in front of the outer wall, and the vines on her hands spread out.

He touched his right hand with his left hand, drew a few circles, and drew a few horizontal lines, and the vines wrapped around the wall slowly faded away. The green armor returned to Jera's arms again.

Facing the thick outer wall, Jera punched hard.

Boom. Jela's hands were already numb from the shock from the first punch.

Boom, after the second punch, Jela felt that his elbows were already shaking. Looking at the wall that had just destroyed a small layer, Jela gritted his teeth and punched the third time.

"Ah!" The pain of broken finger bones made Jera couldn't help but moan.

One punch, another punch, another punch. With tears in her eyes, Jela struggled to punch the thick outer wall.

The wrists were dislocated and were supported by vines; the shoulders were numb and they were swung with willpower; despite the protection of Greenman, after breaking the outer wall, Jela's arms were already bloody.

"I must escape, I can't die here." This strong will has been supporting Jela. After rushing out of the outer wall, she was exhausted physically and mentally, and her eyes could not control the tears.

The shadow that frightened her was standing quietly outside the wall. The reason why she had never felt the trembling aura before was because this god-like monster had stronger control over her. .

"Little girl, you are working very hard. Are you interested in joining our Demon Hunter Guild?" Master Nazha's gentle female voice roared from a distance.

Several more booming explosions were heard, and Master Nazha's tall and strong body appeared in front of Jela.

"Hello, I am Naza, the president of the Demon Hunting Guild." After standing still, Naza twisted her wrists and shook her neck, as if preparing for a big battle.

Standing still, Mrs. Smith turned to look at Master Nazha. The newcomer's aura was much stronger than Jela's in her perception.

After seeing Mrs. Smith's terrifying face, Master Nazha frowned.

At this time, Jela on the side quickly said: "Master, this is not a professional, it seems to be a flesh and blood monster created by the Necromancer."

After hearing this, Master Nazha looked solemn: ‘Necromancer! ’

"Come out, hide, I've found you!" the master suddenly shouted into the darkness.

Seeing this, Jera whispered with twitching lips: "That... is out of control. That necromancer should be just a professional."

After hearing this, Master Nazha calmly shook her body, patted the non-existent dust, and continued to say to Mrs. Smith who was standing still: "Hello, friend, you look very unique!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Smith twisted her tentacled chin, a light flashed in her cold vertical pupils, and the snakes on her head neighed.

"I am,,,serve,,,,the Supreme Being...I am,,,,the messenger of God." After saying these words, Mrs. Smith's figure suddenly flashed, and there were five thick stripes in her sleeves. The tentacles have turned into claws and are grabbing at Master Nazha.

Master Nazha, who was three meters tall, moved her arms forward to block. Let the tentacles wrap yourself up like a zongzi.

"Friend, your power can't work!" As Nazha roared loudly, the cage created by the tentacles was directly opened by her, and Master Nazha grabbed the tentacles with her backhand.

He waved vigorously, spun around 35 times, and then threw Mrs. Smith out of the air.

Just when Mrs. Smith's fragile body was about to collide with the thick wall, a water-blue ripple suddenly appeared on the wall, and more than a dozen tentacles poured out from it, catching it steadily. Mrs. Smith was thrown away.

After stopping, Mrs. Smith stretched out a hand hidden in her sleeve and gently tapped Master Nazha with her finger.

Five similar ripple areas appeared at Master Nazha's feet, and thick sea snakes came out one after another, biting at the standing Master Nazha.

'Hey! ’, Master Nazha spun on the spot, and the gloves in his hands were like invisible claws, cutting off these thick sea snakes.

"They are all women, so don't be so cruel!" Master Nazha jumped up on the spot, flew in mid-air, and took out the runes.

Hedging skills, the blessing of the Earth Bear.

An earth-yellow light flashed over Master Nazha's body. The already nearly three-meter-long muscular body expanded again. The shadows of the two fist gloves on his hands flashed past. They vaguely looked like two huge bears. Palm.

Master Nazha's long muscular arm came down from mid-air. Before it could touch Mrs. Smith, the wind pressure had already made her hairy and unable to move.

collapse!

A loud noise passed by, and Master Nazha slowly withdrew from the dust.

‘The touch just now felt wrong, smashing the skull is not what it feels like. ’

Master Nazha narrowed her eyes slightly. After the dust calmed down, a large pit of more than three meters had sunk into the ground, but there was no strange figure of Mrs. Smith in it.

An area of ​​aqua blue light appeared on the exterior wall of Smith Manor, and Mrs. Smith slowly floated out of it.

‘Skills like teleportation? ’ The master raised his lips and said, “Let me see how many times you can hide!”

After making up his mind, he stomped his two thick thighs on the ground a few times. Master Nazha stood up suddenly and pounced on Mrs. Smith who was standing still like a cheetah.

Seeing this, Mrs. Smith, who was standing there, suddenly opened her mouth, and a shrill wail came from it.

Master Nazha, who was in mid-air, smiled slightly, and another rune was crushed by her.

Hedging skill, the fury of the Earth Bear!

A sudden anger swept through Master Nazha's body. Mrs. Smith's wailing could not shake her body.

Two gloves hit Mrs. Smith's abdomen directly, causing the scales to burst and fly away.

Holding Mrs. Smith in such a weird posture, Master Nazha suddenly pursed her lips and smiled, tore her fists from Mrs. Smith's abdomen, and hit the ground at her feet with all her strength.

Thick stone pillars protruded from the ground one after another, and one of them lifted up Mrs. Smith.

Master Nazha, who was on the ground, punched hard again and again. In a short period of time, a stone forest appeared.

Staring at Mrs. Smith's figure, Master Nazha roared loudly: "Secret, boxing skills, the smile of the God of Mount Tai!"