The first stop for Dahuang is the little Jackal Death. The host of the Little Jackal Death is a young brother who has just graduated from college. He is a programmer. He usually lives a simple life. Today, by some strange combination of circumstances, he picked up a little baby.
The dog came home, and now the dog turned into a human, sitting on top of his TV cabinet and preaching to him.
"I am the God of Death from the Netherworld, in charge of the boundless realm of the dead. You must respect me, serve me, and regard me as the only god you believe in."
The little Jackal Death said this, and the little brother's expression was complicated. You can say he was scared, but he couldn't say he was afraid. After all, who would be afraid of a chubby and cute primary school student? But if you want to say it's normal, this is obviously not normal.
Yes, although the mysterious world gradually began to lift its veil during this period, for most people, that mysterious world is still distant and empty.
"But you don't look like Death at all."
When the little Jackal Death heard such disrespectful words, she immediately took out her scepter from the void, but she lost her grip and rolled down in front of the little brother, who picked it up.
The little Jackal Death suddenly became anxious. She jumped down from the TV cabinet, but she couldn't stand firm on her feet. She fell and fell to pieces. However, she got up very quickly. She patted the dust on her body and got up quickly.
Rushing to her host: "Give it to me! Give it to me! Give it to me quickly!"
When the little brother raised his hand, she could only jump, but with a height of 1.3 meters, no matter how much she jumped, she would not be able to reach the scepter in the host's hand.
Although, this little jackal god of death is very weak, but the scepter is real. And with her ability, she cannot awaken the divine power contained in the scepter, but the host itself is integrated with her godhead, plus another
A reliable adult, the scepter was activated with divine power the moment it came into the little brother's hand, and he quickly formed a contract with this lucky young man.
When the little Jackal Death saw this, he sat down on the ground and cried loudly.
"If you don't cry, don't cry, I'll just give it back to you."
The little brother handed her the scepter, but she refused to reach out to take it because she knew that she could no longer use the scepter. From now on, the person in front of her would be the real Jackal Death...
"Stop crying, okay? I'll get you something to eat."
"Eat!" The little Jackal Death who was still crying suddenly became excited, and she awkwardly got up from the ground: "What do you want to eat?"
The little brother smiled and came to the refrigerator to take a closer look: "There is also a big piece of ham, do you want to eat it?"
"Ham sausage?" Death Jackal tilted his head and looked at him: "What is ham sausage?"
Soon, the conversation between the two changed from the scepter to ham sausage. The little Jackal Death was more curious about the ham sausage than the scepter attracted him. After eating a piece, he became excited and jumped for the ham sausage.
Eat ham sausage.
When Dahuang saw this scene outside the window, he sighed helplessly, turned around and jumped out of the window, landed lightly on the opposite roof, and walked to the next house under the moonlight with graceful cat steps.
"The civilization of the Nile River will be gone if it's gone. It's really nothing."
Dahuang raised his head and faced the moonlight and sighed: "La Shen, I'm sorry for you."
After looking around, Dahuang lamented that there was no one in the Nile River. In fact, there was nothing better to criticize. The people selected by Xiao Zhang and Jin Mei could really be said to be very good people.
Yes, men and women are like this, they are all very gentle people.
These kittens and puppies were originally exiled gods. They suffered a lot, and they completely melted away with a little tenderness. Being taken care of by such an excellent host, Dahuang actually thought that he had nothing to worry about in the future.
But just when Dahuang was about to leave, an arrow suddenly fell from the sky and flew past it after grazing its scalp. It quickly avoided it, but when it turned around, it found that the arrow had turned into a ray of moonlight and disappeared.
"Rubbish."
Dahuang cursed, then transformed into a human form, and a golden bow appeared at his hand. He skillfully drew the bow string and pointed it in the direction of the arrow before shooting without even aiming.
The arrow turned into a stream of light and penetrated the night. It was nailed directly to a person's feet, and along with the arrow came Dahuang's body.
This is a very high-end residential building with a very good view. There is a woman sitting on the balcony, wearing a red skirt, retro short curls, and flaming red lips. She is sitting lazily on a single sofa with her legs crossed.
Music was playing on the old-fashioned gramophone next to her. She held a war bow in her jade-white hand, and held a cigarette in her other hand. Her eyes were dim, and the smoke she exhaled swayed with the music.
She was not excited when she saw Dahuang's arrival. She just opened her eyes slightly and looked at Dahuang lazily from behind a few hanging hairs: "Long time no see."
"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be the Moon God." Dahuang stood there holding a bow and arrow: "Your archery skills have deteriorated, and all the arrows that are sure to hit have missed."
"What about you? Didn't your hunting heart also miss you?"
Dahuang put away his bow and a hunting dagger appeared in his hand: "Why are you here? You shouldn't be here."
"Why not? Is this place yours? You can live in exile, why can't I come and have fun?" The woman in front of her raised her eyebrows lightly, showing her beauty and temptation: "Hunting Twins, I'm the only one left, it's very difficult
lonely."
This girl is none other than Artemis, also known as Cynthia. Her and Dahuang's identities are actually highly overlapping. The two were once called the Hunting Twins because of their killing abilities.
Both are equally good and equally beautiful, so they have always been contrasting characters in the ancient pantheon, and both of them are classic ascetic goddesses.
One is the most famous cat god in the Lower God Realm, and the other is one of the few virgin goddesses on the chaotic and corrupt Mount Olympus. The two of them really have many similarities, but now Rhubarb has become Rhubarb, but she
It's still her.
"Your mother is really stubborn." Dahuang scolded: "If you have the guts, don't leave until I can convince you."
At this time, Cynthia suddenly stood up and came to Dahuang who had already taken out his mobile phone. She pinched his chin with one hand: "Beautiful kitten, how did you become a smelly man?"
"Hello? Yes, it's me. Come here and do me a favor. I'll send you the location. I can't beat you now." Dahuang was holding her chin while calling and shaking him: "Well, okay, I'll wait for you.
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After hanging up the phone, Dahuang slapped Cynthia's hand away: "What I become has nothing to do with you. If you enter the country illegally, you are finished."
"It's over? Why? I came here legally." Cynthia still didn't know what she was about to face, and her smile was even a little presumptuous: "And you are just an exiled god, but I have godhood.
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"You're a hammer, you guys don't know what you are, do you?" Dahuang took out his cell phone and took a look at it: "You're done, just wait to die."
To be honest, Dahuang knows better than anyone else that although he and the woman in front of him are called the Hunting Twins, he, the exiled god, cannot really be defeated in a fight, because without the civilization bonus, all aspects of the index will plummet.
It's okay for him to catch a mouse now, but if he were to fight a god of the same level back then, Big Yellow Iron wouldn't be able to do it.
But it doesn't matter if he can't do it, there is someone who can.
Before Cynthia could speak, a wolf howl suddenly came from the sky, and then the moon began to show gaps. Cynthia looked up in surprise, but just at this glance, a slender and fierce hound suddenly jumped towards Dahuang.
Next to him, he flew towards Cynthia.
The hunting goddess was caught off guard and hit the wall behind her after dodging a little. But the hunting knife that also appeared in her hand was no joke. She went up to the thin dog all at once, but who would have thought that the thin dog could dodge as fast as lightning?
He opened it and dodged behind her, and then a pair of hands grabbed her throat from behind without any warning.
At this time, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the clear moonlight once again shone on the balcony, but this time the famous virgin goddess on Mount Olympus was pinned down by a set of grasps, and no tricks could be used.
come out.
"YYDS, Dog Sister." Dahuang clapped beside him and said, "So handsome, so handsome."
Sister Gou grabbed Cynthia's throat and forced her body to become stiff. Even Sister Gou had to admit that this woman's figure was really the best among the best. In comparison, she was a hot spring bather every day.
, much worse than her...
At this time, someone suddenly shouted from upstairs: "I won't let anyone sleep anymore. If I make any more noise, I'll call the police!"
As soon as her voice fell, Sister Dog slowly let go of her hand, but she took the opportunity to disarm the hunting goddess's weapon and held it against her chest.
"It's you..." Cynthia smelled Sister Dog's scent: "I know you."
"Hey, my dog sister is the best in the world!" Da Huang was wagging his head and tail beside him: "Have you given up?"
Compared to the people above, Thunder Dragon may not be able to do anything, but the only exceptions are Huniu and Dog Sister, the two first-generation guardians of the demon body. Especially Dog Sister, she is generally not counted as a twelve
In the battle sequence of Ling, because her main role is to look after the house, but you must know that Sister Gou’s real name is Xiaotian, and she fought with the top combat power of the upper three realms, Erlang Zhenjun.
And if we really want to count, the reason why there is no hunting god in the East Asian pantheon is probably because Sister Gou is the hunting god. Now it is basically a struggle between three hunting goddesses. Now it seems that Sister Gou deserves to be the twelve spirits.
The gatekeeper of the world, Thunder Dragon is known as the number one in the human world, but it can really hurt Sister Dog when it comes to fighting.
"Say!" Dahuang's current despicable appearance is really a bit despicable: "What are you doing here?"