Infinite Cute King

"After the chaos in New York, let alone the economic losses, the protests from the major states almost caused the country to fall apart. However, fortunately, even if the continents are independent, the controllers behind them are almost all closely related to the extraordinary forces. family."

Emily sneered, she didn't seem to be in a very good mood, but even so, she picked up the coffee gracefully and explained: "As for Moss...that's a particularly gloomy conservative old man."

"Although he is a conservative, he is unexpectedly good at using all kinds of conspiracies and tricks. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is old and cunning."

"Send a guy like this to New York to sit on the Iron Throne at a time like this? Just think about it and you'll know what those guys are thinking."

"What do you mean?" Limulu walked to Emily, sat down and let Dixie jump onto the bar, and asked with a chuckle.

He already understood what Emily said, but he still wanted to confirm it.

"Conservatives can only be conservative." At this time, Dennis, who had been silently wiping the cup, walked over and said with a smile: "But in the current situation in New York, there is no need to be conservative. The only purpose of sending this old guy is to The entire Iron Throne has been centralized."

The so-called concentration and purpose is to concentrate the scattered power of the original organization, such as a department that manages the entire city, to completely converge all the power, concentrate on one goal, or concentrate efforts in one direction. All plans and resources are all for this purpose. Serve.

To put it bluntly, the higher-ups felt that the Iron Throne in the New York branch was useless, so they might as well make use of it. After all, the Iron Throne was originally this kind of secret service organization.

"So, you think this guy is coming for me?" Limulu chuckled and said after hearing this completely, "Speaking of which, what is this guy's strength?"

"Be the same as me, no, better than me." Emily hesitated for a moment, then sipped her coffee and said, "Have you heard of Heinna?"

"Heinna?" Of course Limulu had heard of it. In the secret realm, he heard the name from other people, so he pointed out: "She seems to be famous?"

"Huh? Geniuses are always good at remembering the existence of the same class as themselves." Emily was noncommittal: "What's more, Heinna's title is angel."

"This sounds much better than your confidant." Dennis on the side smiled and added.

"Dennis, do you want to start working impatiently?" Emily glanced at Dennis lightly, saw him trembling and shut up quickly, then turned her face coldly and said directly: "Moss' full name is Ke Remos, because of the homonym of his name, coupled with the fact that his strength is almost the same as that of Heinna and has the same ability, so over time, his title became Mors.

"

While she was talking, her slender fingers still wrote lightly on the bar. Limuru lowered her eyes. There was no trace on the bar, but what the other party wrote was not complicated.

"Mors... the god of death in Roman mythology?" Limulu immediately laughed when he saw this, it was really interesting, he glanced at Dixi who looked up from the side: "Sequence 5 of the way of death? What about the specific ability? "

"Almost." Hearing this, Emily glanced at Limulu lightly: "I won't divulge confidential information, saying so much is enough to go to a military court."

"It seems that you don't worry too much... that's right." Emily looked complicated: "I heard that you can directly use the original power of that majesty to fight against demigods... Tsk, that majesty really spoils you ah……"

"Why, are you envious? You can come here." Hearing this, Limulu raised his eyebrows immediately: "I can guarantee your status. As for whether you are favored or not, it depends on your own performance."

"Hmph... do you think you're going to be hard-pressed?" Emily snorted softly, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly said, "I heard..."

She was silent again, and Rimuru raised her head suspiciously as if she was hesitant.

"Huh." She took a deep breath, picked up the coffee and drank it in one gulp, "Forget it, it's nothing."

After finishing speaking, when she stood up and walked straight to the outside world, she coldly put a piece of letterhead in front of Limulu: "I came here this time for this purpose, remember to report to me at my place tomorrow."

After the voice fell, she had already walked out completely, leaving only a cold and proud back.

"What..." Limulu scratched his head in confusion, looked at this beautiful certificate that was completely different from the long string of beautiful documents that were stationed in the North American Utopia, and did things in the street, and said speechlessly: "People who say half hide and half hide are the most annoying."

On the side, Dennis showed a bright smile, turned around and put down the wiped cup, then took another cup of coffee beans and put them into the hand grinder.

"Hey." Limulu raised his head, looked at the little brother Dennis in the bar, and said calmly, holding his chin, "Do you know what she wants to say?"

He inadvertently showed a lazy look and movement that didn't belong to Brent, but Dennis didn't pay attention, but still turned his back to him, and said with a smile: "I should be able to guess, but I won't say. "

"Qi." Li Mulu twitched the corner of his mouth, and simply ignored him.

Instead, he looked at the black cat Dixie who had been silently waiting for orders, and said, "You heard everything, Dixie."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will be fully operational and keep an eye on that new... Reaper."

There was no fluctuation in Dixie's tone, but Limulu could still hear a trace of dissatisfaction. Obviously, the other party's title stimulated the orthodox successor of the Death Path.

"In that case, let me give you a task." Limulu raised his eyes faintly, the scarlet color in his eyes representing a vampire tore up the disguise: "Since the other party is coming for me, it's not right to just sit my style."

"Because of Lilith, that guy may not dare to attack me openly, but Emily also said that the other party is good at conspiracy..."

"Besides, my identity obviously can't make trouble for him at will. In this way, the so-called confrontation becomes nothing more than a contest of petty tricks, petty tricks... Although it can be done by one force, it is like a fly. These things are still annoying to me."

"So, it just so happens that you also solved the first target, Finn, so why not, the next target is him."

Inside the bar, Dennis, who was grinding the beans, froze in his smile, and even stopped grinding the beans.

"I don't want it to be as simple as just keeping an eye on him." Limulu raised the corners of his mouth and showed a smile: "Since the other party dares to accept the title of God of Death, then he must have prepared a real God of Death to come to him Are you ready to come?"

"...Your Majesty...you mean..."

"Eat him, Dixie."

Limulu said indifferently: "Always tell some people the price of what they want from me."

"Understood, Your Majesty..." Dixie lowered her head and silently jumped off the bar table: "Then, please allow me to step back for a while and prepare."

As he said that, a looming shadow slowly appeared, and after slowly devouring the mysterious black cat, Dennis, who was watching this scene from the corner of his eye, shuddered fiercely, and realized that the other party's presence was unexpectedly completely gone.

In desperation, he could only turn around and said helplessly: "You guys are plotting openly and aboveboard here, don't you take me too seriously?!"

"Are you willing to admit that you are still serving Emily and collecting information?"

Limulu chuckled: "Don't forget everything just now, you must pass it on to Emily in its entirety."

"Are you going to ask Emily to help it? I think you may be disappointed. At this time, no matter how much Emily hates the Iron Throne, she won't fight among herself." Danisto started, and said helplessly: "Can you tell She's nostalgic for so many of you, Brent."

"You think too much, Dennis." Hearing this, Limuru shook his head.

"I don't want Emily to help Dixie, but I also miss the old feelings, so I don't want Emily to suffer, understand?" Limulu stood up and took a sip of coffee with the principle of not wasting After that, he smiled.

"You mean that not only is Mors no match for the black cat, but even Emily would be unlucky if he got involved?" Dennis didn't believe it, he turned his head and frowned: "What is the identity of that black cat, Brun? special?"

"There is no special identity, it just started from the moment he believed in the void." The black mist filled the air, and Limulu's figure gradually turned into mist: "He is the god of death in the future."

In an instant, the black mist around Limulu exploded and dissipated completely.

"Thanks for the hospitality, Dennis."

Only Dennis was left standing alone at the bar, looking at the customers who still didn't notice anything, frowning and silent for a long time, finally... he could only sigh, and planned to report these intact Give it to Emily.

Yeah, what can he do?

Dennis glanced at the coffee grinder in his hand... He is just an ordinary person now.

"But from what Brent said, it seems that he intends to focus on cultivating that black cat..."

"That is to say... Has Brent finally decided to cultivate his own power in the United States?"

"No, it's better to say that the other party has been trained..." Dennis raised his head, as if he saw Limuru's red eyes once again: "I'm ready to open my fangs."

Tsk, now, Emily should have a very headache, right?

And on the other side, the back of North America, the other side of the earth—

In a secret place in Switzerland that has disappeared, under a waterfall that pours down like a pale waterfall, several extraordinary people have built it against the mountain at this time, and it has completely become the headquarters of the Truth Society, and it is also the upright headquarters of the Truth Society.

At this time, under the waterfall, when several twisters were coming and going, suddenly on the boulder not far away, a symbol suddenly lit up, and traces of black mist began to pervade...

The sharp twisters locked on there instantly, glanced at each other, and surrounded them at the same time.

The next moment, Brent's figure suddenly appeared in the black mist, and when the black mist spiraled and exploded, Limulu also heard four or five shots breaking through the air and a loud shout: "Stop!" !"

Before the voice fell, Limulu raised his eyebrows, and when his eyes swept away, the black mist around him had swept over everyone with a speed as if it had exploded. In an instant, no matter whether it was skills, moves, hidden weapons, or weapons, they were all blacked out. The fog was swallowed up by the invisible force, leaving only the figures who were left stunned on the ground. After feeling Limulu's strength and seeing Limulu's appearance clearly, they were stunned and half-kneeled on the ground.

"Master Holy Son..."

In the distance, an afterimage flashed, and an old man with long white hair but full of majesty appeared in front of Limulu in an instant, lowered his head in shame and said, "Master Shengzi, I'm very sorry, this..."

"Okay." Limulu closed his eyes slightly, ignoring the other party's words. Frankly speaking, he was really afraid that the other party would rush up and say suddenly: "Please forgive me for saying such a thing."

In fact, he really didn't understand why the style of painting was normal in other forces, but every time he encountered the Truth Society, the style of painting would change suddenly? !

He's sick—in every sense, including physically.

This is his first attempt at ultra-long-distance space transfer. Although it is said that he used the combination of Flying Thunder God and other warlocks, the ultra-long-distance teleportation directly took away one-third of his magic power, not to mention the most important thing. It is an extremely heavy load on the body, and it increases geometrically.

This made him weakened by the sudden exhaustion, and even his stomach felt a little overwhelmed.

But fortunately, this feeling was just because I was unprepared for the first time, so it was a little sudden, and it didn't restrict my physical strength too much.

"I'm just looking for your saint, where is she?"

Limuru sighed softly, looking at the respectful distorters around him, knowing that these people were so respectful only because he could help them maintain their sanity under the distortion, but he was still a little shocked.

Just like a gentleman treats me as a national scholar, even if he knows the other party's purpose, Rimuru can't do free whoring with peace of mind and doesn't give back.

He knew that without knowing it, he was gradually accepting this part of the force...

He sensed the aura of the person who obviously belonged to the leader, good guy, this perception, Limulu only felt as if a nuclear power reactor was burning on his face, and immediately took a breath of cold air.

This is a demigod, and now, this demigod bowed his head in front of him, and replied respectfully: "His Royal Highness is currently at the top of the waterfall, which is now a forbidden place of the Truth Society, and you can only go there by yourself... "

Limulu nodded, a little numb, and suddenly felt...if he could get the support of so many demigods living in Switzerland in seclusion, he would be a villain...

Just be it...

Taking a deep breath, he bid farewell to the boss who suddenly appeared to greet him. He rose directly into the air and climbed to the middle of the waterfall. He actually felt the powerful barrier of no-flying when he went up! !

Does Lukeqinsi really regard this place as a palace? !

He fell down speechless, looking at the quiet path leading to the top floor in the depths, curled his lips helplessly.