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The airplane flew smoothly without any interference from Thundercloud, yet inside the cabin, Chen Fan's heart was anything but calm.
He finally understood why the shrine maiden only targeted the gods of the Island Nation for assassination.
According to legend, this country claimed that anything could become a god, which meant that even a wandering ghost might dare to take on the title of divinity.
What use was there in killing such worthless beings?
It was no wonder that after spending several days in the Island Nation, his Curse Power remained completely unresponsive. If the gods of the Island Nation were indeed that kind of trash, it made perfect sense!
"Excuse me, sir, have you decided which god you want to kill?" the Shrine Maiden asked tentatively, her smile on Delicate Beauty taking on a hint of flattery.
In a shrine dedicated to the Poverty God, what could be more important than money?
"I want to cancel the commission and have your Inugami return my Giant Hammer!" The boy opened his mouth, looking like a rightful owner demanding his belongings back.
"Are you joking, sir? A hammer? What hammer?" The Shrine Maiden tilted her head in confusion. Her gaze shifted to the siblings beside her, and her lips curled slightly: "Have you seen any Giant Hammer?"
The siblings shook their heads vigorously.
Damn it, this shrine maiden was terrifying; her eyes glinted with cold light. If he answered incorrectly, he might very well be silenced for good!
"As far as I know, the owner of that hammer is Thor from Norse Mythology. Do you really think playing innocent will fool a god like him when he comes knocking?" Chen Fan shook his head in disbelief at such an audacious attempt to swindle a divine artifact.
Thor?
As the boy spoke, the siblings gaped in astonishment. What could possibly explain a divine artifact? But damn, Thor just—
This world has indeed changed!
The Shrine Maiden showed no sign of worry at all; she was intent on snatching something from the Poverty God, and even Odin's presence wouldn't matter.
Seeing the confident expression on the Shrine Maiden's face, the boy twitched his lips and took a couple of steps back to stand beside the Maid Sister, his gaze drifting back to her.
"Are you selling your Inugami's identity information?"
"One hundred thousand yen!" The Shrine Maiden replied decisively, placing her fair hand in front of Chen Fan, demanding payment.
A few beads of cold sweat formed on Chen Fan's forehead as his expression darkened. This shrine maiden was truly something else. He turned to the Maid Sister and said, "Silphy, give her the money!"
Was the shrine maiden really that confident? Chen Fan became curious about that Inugami!
When the Shrine Maiden received the notification from the bank, a clear smile spread across her face—a look of greed. She cleared her throat and said, "My Inugami is quite well-known; its divine name is renowned far and wide. Even some of the main gods would run far away upon seeing it!"
Her arrogant demeanor left everyone stunned. When did the Island Nation produce such an impressive deity?
Surely even the great gods couldn't be this boastful!
"Well... actually, my Inugami's true name is Poverty God!" The Shrine Maiden rested her chin on her hand, her mood slightly melancholic as she looked at the bewildered expressions on everyone's faces, a smirk creeping onto her lips.
Although the name of his own Inugami was somewhat taboo, its identity was incredibly useful; whether it was a human or even a god, they would be left bewildered.
Chen Fan's eyes widened in shock. He had initially considered visiting the Miko Shrine, but that thought was immediately dismissed. Regardless of the Inugami's combat strength, just the power he would gain from killing this Poverty God was beyond Chen Fan's imagination.
What kind of power did the Poverty God possess?
It was certainly something related to poverty!
Chen Fan realized that as the heir to a world-renowned corporation, he needed to confirm the opponent's identity before taking any action against a god. After all, having already fallen into the corruption of capitalism, he didn't want to end up in a state of poverty due to mistakenly killing the wrong deity.
Poverty, what a terrifying concept!
He glanced at the money-hungry shrine maiden, and his lips twitched; indeed, poverty was frightening!
—But since there was a Poverty God!
Then there must be a Wealth God! A Goddess of Luck! If he were to kill anyone, it should be these types of deities!
At this moment, as a half-hearted Godslayer, Chen Fan finally understood why some predecessors among the Godslayers ended up in poverty; it all stemmed from their reckless nature of confronting gods without caution.
Perhaps those who claimed to be the overlords of the earth among the Godslayers became impoverished because they had encountered the Poverty God, the God of Calamity, the God of Misfortune, and other such ill-fated deities!
"Miko!" The epiphany struck Chen Fan. Feeling a sense of dread, he turned to the Shrine Maiden and said seriously, "I will give you one million dollars if you can keep your Inugami away from me—at least limit its presence to one city away, like Tokyo!"
A mere Giant Hammer with a faint Divine Power had already caused him to act foolishly. If he got too close to a deity, it would likely be more than just foolishness; he needed to avoid the powers of the God of Misfortune. Chen Fan had to corrupt.
"One million dollars! That's a lot of ten thousand yen!" The Shrine Maiden's eyes lit up, revealing her pearly teeth. "We at the Inugami King Organization accept your request, sir!"
Why would anyone refuse free money?
After all, their Inugami had never stepped outside the shrine—
(Inugami: I really want to go out for a stroll too! But who’s stopping me?)
"Now, let's discuss your request, sir!" The Shrine Maiden glanced at her phone, where the transfer had turned from a two-digit amount in yen before boarding to a figure in the tens of millions now. Her bright eyes sparkled with excitement. "Your request is to protect you, correct? May I ask where this protection is needed? What specific aspects should we focus on?"
Tang nodded blankly, stealing a glance at the Shrine Maiden before finally gritting his teeth. "I would like to ask the Shrine Maiden to protect me in America for a week, mainly against some super criminals and monsters' ambushes!"
"One million dollars! I'll match that with another million!"
At that moment, Tang's response left the Shrine Maiden overjoyed. Remembering how other shrine maidens often looked down on her organization, she felt an urge to tease them:
Who else? Which shrine maiden dares to look down on our Inugami King Organization as being poor? Step forward! I won’t hold back!
In the luxurious first-class cabin, the most bewildered was Tang Xin'er.
What the hell! When did her younger brother's IQ surpass hers? Without making a sound, he managed to pull in a mysterious shrine maiden as his bodyguard. Was this really the same clueless brother who only knew how to spend money?
"Sister! Now we can relax!" Tang sighed in relief, looking at the witch who was squinting at her phone with a smile. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and then turned his gaze back. "Now you can go ask Spider-Man for an autograph. Even if he refuses, we can always buy it with money!"
Having never realized how alluring money could be, Tang suddenly felt a pang of regret thinking about his past reckless spending. That was not the right way to use money.
It should be used like this now; that’s the proper way!
What if they were superheroes? What if they were monsters? In front of a witch who dared to kill gods, he would ask if they were afraid!
Chen Fan felt so depressed, flopping around in Maid Sister's embrace and not wanting to get up.
He inadvertently discovered the biggest flaw in the impressive profession of Godslayer. Now, when killing a god, one had to check their identity. If they killed the wrong one, they might end up poor, cursed by misfortune, or afflicted with disaster.
This was truly distressing!
Thinking about these things made Chen Fan feel a bit broken inside. It wasn't that he didn't want to kill gods; it was just that as a Godslayer, whenever he encountered a deity, there was usually no explanation before they started fighting until one side was defeated.
Moreover, after witnessing what had just happened, Chen Fan understood even more clearly that it wasn't about not having an explanation; it was that there was no chance to explain at all. It was as if they had met the enemy who killed their father—upon seeing each other, they would immediately clash.
Under some interference of fate, there was only one thought in his mind: only by eliminating the other party could he survive.
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