Welcome To the World of Power Supremacy

"King name? Whatever, I don't care about this kind of thing."

"In addition, there are traces of the **** of disobedience in Europe. The King of Swords cannot be contacted now. The magic association over there wants to ask for your help."

Igarashi was very interested in the next message from Saya Gongxin.

Chapter 510 Coming to Italy

The color of the sky seen in different countries will be slightly different.

The sky under the Latin country here is as high as the sky, and it is amazingly blue.

This is Rome, the capital of Italy. In view of the eight-hour time difference between Italy and Neon, Igarashi came over after making dinner for Dome. Neon entered the silent night, and Italy was just a sunny noon. .

Saya Gongxin asked to accompany her, but Igarashi did not agree. After all, this beauty has been very busy recently, looking for Kusanagi Ichiro, and she has to shoulder the responsibility of the family head to manage the Saya Palace family, as the seventh king in the magic world. 's spokesperson, Saya Gongxin has a lot to do.

Now it is not very peaceful here, the magic power is surging like a wave, and if it is not an advanced magician, forcibly using the magic power will cause a lot of damage.

The reason for this is that there are several divine beasts raging here. Although the divine beasts are just vassals of the disobedient gods, or are produced by other reasons, and are lower than the level of the disobedient gods and godslayers, they are not from the magic world. Most people can block it, and only the great knights who stand at the top of the magic world can be the opponents of the divine beast.

However, the number of divine beasts that appeared this time was somewhat large, and the intensity was also somewhat strange. They possessed the expertise to rival the incompetent gods in some respects, which caused a headache for the magic associations here.

Before this, there was a battle, the war **** Veleslana and Mekal, who occupies the throne of the gods in regional mythology, the two disobedient gods fought each other, and then both lost, Veleslana symbolized their The theocracy's clone was broken up, his strength plummeted, and Mekal was seriously injured.

Now, one of them, Wellesrana, appeared in front of Igarashi.

"Looking for a sports game?"

"Yes, I am the victor. Victory is always in my hands, this is my essence. No matter what kind of battle or any enemy I encounter, my victory will not change or be shaken, how about you? Are you interested in playing with me? Can you play with me for a while?"

The coat he was wearing should have been white before, but now it's a dirty dark brown, and the clothes themselves are a bit tattered. It's not so much the clothes of this port street, it's more like clothes that can only be worn in an oasis in the desert. He was about fourteen or five years old, with jet-black hair that fell to his shoulders, and an ivory-colored skin. He was very handsome, so handsome that Igarashi felt that the word "she" might be more appropriate.

However, "she" said something very arrogant, often holding victory or something.

Although I don't know how many victories Veleslana has experienced, Igarashi can be sure that in the battle against the will of the world, it has not won, even if the will of the world may have let go of the ocean, and it is a match with Mekal's. The battle can't be won.

"As long as you are good at it. Games, martial arts, fighting wits, horseback riding, you can do anything. What are you good at?"

Seeming to think that Igarashi was hesitating, Welleslaner kept relaxing the conditions, with a dull look on his face.

Igarashi chose to accept such a challenge.

Martial arts, even if the gods in front of me run out of the myth, they are probably not their opponents. Fighting wits, you can't see great wisdom in a short period of time, you can only play tricks like brain teasers, ride horses, here and there. There are no identical horses, so, the best option, is the game.

Igarashi felt that he could be said to be doing his best.

"How about playing football?"

"Football? I need a little time to understand the rules."

Football is a sport that has taken the world by storm, but for Igarashi, this is not a happy thing. After all, it has been disappointing for too long.

With a little bit of attachment to the past, Igarashi proposed to the gods to play football, but he himself is not good at it. This time, it was more like a contest of brute force than a contest of skills.

After a general understanding of the rules, Welleslaner found that some rules did not seem to be suitable for 1-to-1. Seeing this, Igarashi said.

"Let's simplify it a bit, kick the ball into the opponent's goal and win, and discard the other rules, how about that?"

"Very good."

Boom!

Like a dull thunder, the ball kicked by Welleslana hit Igarashi with terrifying power. This is already a cannonball. If you resist hard enough, it will be enough to seriously injure a person of the Great Knight class. Goal scored.

The mental power became extremely soft at once, constantly reducing the power of the football. Although Igarashi had the ability to forcibly kick it back, the football would undoubtedly explode. If there was a draw, Igarashi did not want a draw.

boom!

It was the same kick, and he was a little surprised to see the huge power that Igarashi burst out. Welleslana also knew the consequences of the hard kick, and was about to use a special method to defuse its power, but found that the football exploded directly on his feet. All the fragments were shot into the goal behind him.

"..."

According to the rules, this can be regarded as a defeat, the football is broken into pieces, but it does enter the goal.

Even if you start over again, the result probably won't change.

The defeat he longed for did not go through the fierce battle he imagined, but the young man knew that he was defeated, and faced with the situation just now, unless he used his power... oh, a headache.

After the battle with Mekal, Veleslana, whose clones were all broken up, lost most of his memory.

Taking a deep look at Igarashi, Welleslaner turned to leave.

"You won, but when I finish what I have to do, I hope to fight you again."

Igarashi is not chasing, nor does he intend to kill the gods. If he kills the normal **** of disobedience, he can still gain powers that are of little use to him, then kill this crippled Veleslana, but what? Can't get it either.

"I'm sorry, people walking there--I'm very sorry for the sudden interruption, I want to ask you something."

Welleslaner disappeared, and a girl's voice called out to Igarashi, who was also planning to leave. The girl was not tall, just over 160 centimeters, but how to describe this sense of majesty? As proud as a queen, she stood there dignifiedly.

Her long blonde hair fluttered in the sea breeze.

She was dressed in red, and the red feeling was more prominent against the background of the orange sunlight and the long golden hair.

No doubt a beautiful girl.

But, this girl with good magic power doesn't seem to know herself? It seems that compared to his fierce name, his appearance has not been passed down, and yes, the only people who really know him are the Marquis of Vauban and the King of Swords who are still alive. Who would dare to know him? Ask in detail.

The arrogant girl in front of her didn't master the spirit vision technique. Spirit vision was the specialty of the shrine maiden. Although other types of magicians could roughly feel the magic power of the opponent, Igarashi had no magic power.

Chapter 511 Proud Girl

"Please tell me everything about the gods that appear here. My name is Erica Browntree. You don't need to mention your name. It's enough to take this as a return gift."

Erica proudly held out her chest and smiled arrogantly.

This pride, coupled with her beautiful face, and the magic power that is enough to disdain most people, is understandable.

The so-called talented girl with both talent and beauty.

"I don't know anything."

Igarashi's innocent defense did not convince Erica, and the girl's eyebrows were raised, revealing a smile that found flaws.

"Ordinary people won't be unresponsive to the word "God" I said, and people in the magic world can't know anything."

Staring at the other party for a few seconds, the guy in front of him was clearly caught by himself, but he still didn't care, Erica took a deep breath in annoyance.

"Then the peaceful negotiation is over here, and then it's time for battle. Reasoning with people who can't communicate is like playing a piano to a cow!"