String God Island.
It was an artificial island floating in the Pacific Ocean, a city where humans and demons coexisted peacefully.
It is located in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, 330 kilometers south of Tokyo. It is constructed with resin, metal, organic matter, etc. through magic.
"Fifteen fifty-six minutes and thirty-seven seconds - Report to Lord Zaharias that we are about to arrive at the Dongyu Port of Xian Shen Island."
A huge cruise ship with a length of more than 100 meters came from the sea and gradually approached this huge maritime city.
Cruise ship deck.
A man with a weird body shape reported in a deep voice to the man standing on the deck.
"I see."
It was a thin, middle-aged man.
Two beards grow symmetrically above the mean lips, flicking and flicking, and a pair of narrow and fox-like eyes easily give off the impression of cunning upon first meeting.
"Get ready to dock. Don't make too much noise. If you scare away your prey, you won't be able to get it back no matter how much money you have."
"yes."
"Remember to bring the <Elemental Body> with you."
"yes."
The men responded in a deep voice as if mechanically, swaying their knee-length arms, and walked into the cabin.
The middle-aged man was still standing on the deck, looking at the approaching Genkami Island port in the distance.
"Xiankami Island... one of the demon special zones, will the "Feast of Flame" be held here?"
He muttered to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.
About two kilometers away in the distance is the port of Dongyu Island of Xian Shen Island.
There are many ships moored there, including yachts more than ten meters long and cargo ships tens of meters long. His cruise ship, which is more than 100 meters long, will not look too out of place when parked there.
The sea water lapped at the oncoming cruise ship, and the sea breeze carried a faint salty smell.
As far as the eye can see, there is a flat port shore and countless cargo containers piled up.
Further away, there are high-rise buildings surrounded by railroad tracks and slowly moving airships. There are a total of about 560,000 residents living there, including researchers, scholars from various industries, and various types of demons.
The huge steel city just floats on the sea majestically.
Like a man-made miracle!
"Sixteen hours, one minute and fifteen seconds - report to Lord Zaharias, bring the body."
Within a few minutes, the men came back.
At the same time, he was accompanied by a girl who looked to be in her early teens.
The girl has bright golden hair and no expression at all in her blue pupils.
That beautiful appearance like a fairy, without makeup at all, gives people an illusory sense of beauty.
She was wearing a reinforced fiber protective suit similar to a motorcycle rider's suit, with a large "9" embroidered on the front and chest.
"Very good, ready to dock."
The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction.
He signaled to his men to keep an eye on the girl and asked everyone on the ship to prepare for landing.
but.
Today, they are destined to be unable to land.
"Are you Baltasarul Zaharias, the Speaker of the Nile Puxi Provisional Autonomous Region?"
Just before landing.
A faint voice sounded, reaching the ears of the middle-aged man whose hair suddenly stood on end.
"who?"
The middle-aged man's whole body suddenly became tense.
Silent?
How could someone be on the sea and let him get close to him without even realizing it?
But he did not panic, but calmed down and looked around, demonstrating his extraordinary psychological quality.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound of footsteps came.
It was a figure wearing armor all over, and he was over 1.8 meters tall.
Its armor is based on black, and the armor on the chest is bright red. The helmet is worn tightly without any gaps.
The eyes of the helmet are blue compound eyes, and there is a red horn on the top of the head.
Make it subtle.
"So ugly."
The crowd on the deck reacted quickly and quickly surrounded the armored man in the middle, blocking him from the middle-aged man.
Someone commented in a deep voice.
The armored man suddenly froze.
It might be an illusion, but those unintentional words just now seemed to hurt his self-esteem.
"Did it come from the sky?"
The middle-aged man Zaharias felt relieved.
This armored man did not use a technique similar to space control, but the ability to fly, which made him relieved.
If it is a high-level magician or witch who can control space, it will be troublesome.
"I don't know who you are, why do you want to come to my boat?"
Zaharias adjusted his suit collar and asked the armored man elegantly.
"Grandma once said that you should answer other people's questions before asking them."
The armored man hummed, slowly raised his right hand, and pointed to the sky with one finger.
Invisibly, the pretentious temperament comes out.
"...I was rude."
Zaharias was silent for a while, with a faint smile on his face.
"Your Excellency is right, I am Balthasarul Zaharias, and I command a country called Nilepusi in Europe."
"It's easy to say yes."
The armored man nodded with satisfaction.
"Grandma said that people who don't have faith don't know what they're capable of, so let me answer your question. I have only one purpose here - to hand over my body!"
The tone at the front was very polite.
Speaking of the last sentence, the ferocity was simply exposed.
While saying this, he cast his eyes firmly on the blond girl who was protected at the very back.
"superior!"
Zaharias shouted categorically, his eyes fierce.
"Tear him to pieces!"
"learn."
The men surrounding the deck rushed forward one after another.
"Sixteen hours, three minutes and forty-seven seconds - strangulate the enemy!"
Zaharias had about twenty men.
Each of them was wearing strange black clothes, with long arms hanging down to their knees, extremely exaggerated shoulder muscles, and unknown beast skull masks on their faces, like mercenaries who came out of a barbaric tribe.
"Appear the magic blade!"
One of his subordinates shouted.
“Buzz——!”
"Kacha——!"
At the same time, weapons shot out from all over the bodies of the twenty men.
There is a short knife that pops out from the forearm, thirty centimeters long, showing a blood-red color under the ripples of magic power, and vibrating at high speed like a chainsaw.
There was a pistol popping out from the shoulder, and the black muzzle contained magical bullets.
Those weapons that pop out from the muscles and bones of the body are what the "Honggui" clan relies on. The "magic blade" raised in the body is powerful enough to cut gold and jade.
"Grandma said that you should always be cautious and don't provoke someone who is far more powerful than you. That is not bravery, but recklessness!"
The armored man spoke leisurely.
He turned his palm, and a black two-handed heavy sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Tsk!"
The golden flash disappeared in a flash.
Broken limbs and internal organs rained down.
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