Life As Aozaki Orange

And the Demon God...is a strong person in a book.

Although their power can destroy the world at will and do everything, there is still no way to break through the shackles of the 'world view' and go to other worlds.

It's like a fish in a fishbowl.

If you want to break through the limitations of the fish tank, you need to master the power of the "worldview".

Just like an 'author'... able to view other books, and also has the ability to intervene and change other people's books.

This level of power... can cross the rest of the world.

"There's no point in thinking about it."

Cangqi Chengzi let out a sigh, stood up and left the interior of the heavenly phase, stepped into the 'hidden world', and appeared directly in front of the demon gods.

"It's our first meeting, all demon gods."

She greeted with a smile, and she was not afraid of the monsters in front of her at all. Although she was not as powerful as these demon gods at the moment, that was only because she had just become a demon god.

Now her strength is growing explosively every minute and every second.

In a short time, if you go to the present world and don't cut yourself infinitely, the world will be blown up directly.

She possesses the corresponding knowledge and power... in this world.

There is no longer any threat.

"Ivy...you..."

The monk was about to say something, but he seemed to sense something immediately, his eyes were fixed on Aoqi Chengzi, his thin body was trembling slightly.

"This is... the breath of the unknown world!"

His voice was extremely firm, and he looked at Ivy frantically.

After all, the so-called demon gods are still inside this world, and they have similarities and commonalities with each other. However, Ivy is different, like black dots on white paper, and there is an obvious sense of strangeness.

That weird...incongruous feeling.

For the demon god, after a little contact, one can discover what it is, that is the difference of the 'new world'.

It is what all demon gods... desire.

"Ah... I don't intend to hide it now." Aoqi Chengzi chuckled and glanced at the demon gods, "Great demon gods, let me ask you... Do you long for a new world?"

"Needless to say!" Niang Niang hugged Chengzi's arm as if coquettishly, her eyes hoped to shine, "People in this world have long been tired of being in this world, and they will break if touched lightly, which is no fun at all."

"There's no question about that."

A demon god that looks like it was drawn with black pen graffiti, making a natural sound.

"We have been longing for a new world, this fragile world, it seems too small to accommodate us."

"I have a way to leave this world." Aoqi Chengzi showed a sly smile, "Then all almighty demon gods, what price do you plan to pay in exchange for it?"

"……what do you want?"

The monk is asking a question.

Standing at the level of a demon god, no matter what they can do, it is difficult for them to think of anything that can impress a woman like Ivy.

"I want to be, the real...God." Aozaki Orange looked serious, "Lend me your power to reshape this world, a world that can accommodate the power of a demon god."

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present world.

In front of the church in the slums.

Poor people lined up in a long queue to receive relief meals from the church.

Although it is not very rich, it is only the level of gruel, but it is enough to make people not hungry and relieve the pain of fasting.

"Grandma, be careful it's hot."

Yi Liya showed a sweet smile, and made a spoonful of porridge for the old woman in front of her. She looked like a little angel who had fallen into the mortal world, just looking at it made people feel comfortable.

"Ilya, what a good girl." The old woman looked up at Ilya's delicate and pretty face, and couldn't help sighing, "You are like an angel given to us by God, and God will definitely take care of you. "

"Thank you mother-in-law."

Ilya smiled sweetly, and took out another spoonful of porridge to add to the people who came after.

She is now using her job and paying back 200 million pounds to Laura.

at the same time.

on the other side.

"It seems... Illya is very popular with everyone."

Laura looked at the long queue in front of Illya's relief stall, which was obviously longer than the others, which meant... people liked the little guy Illya more.

"Master Bishop, Miss Illya has a strong affinity, and being called a little angel... is not nonsense."

The nun standing respectfully at the side sighed, "This is also the sincere feeling of people."

"This shows that I have a good eye." Laura snorted contentedly, looked at Ilya and said, "Look at Ilya's cuteness... she's showing off."

"...Blowing light?"

The nun was taken aback for a moment, then turned her gaze to Ilya, and found that she was really radiant.

That petite body glowed with a sacred but gentle light.

Could it be...Illya is really an angel?

Chapter 632 Do you miss your mother?

In the dead of night.

The clock tower has also become less crowded.

After all, even magicians have to rest, after all, magicians are still human beings.

And just when it should have fallen asleep and dreamed.

Someone is climbing over the fence.

One big and one small crawled in, and then quickly hid in the grass without any hesitation.

Apparently there were already plans.

"...The location is right here!" Kamijou Touma hid in the grass, carefully took out a map and opened it, pointed to the red cross on the map, and said to Ilya, "Under normal circumstances, Ivy Senior sisters all live here."

"Yeah, I got it!"

Seriously, Ilya nodded slightly, and the next thing to do was to skip everyone and go directly to see Cheng Zi's mother herself.

"Then act."

Kamijou Touma took back the map, bent forward and slowly crawled forward, and then found a pair of delicate feet in red high-heeled shoes in front of him.

was found.

"If you don't want to die, don't look up."

A queen-like haughty and ice-cold voice came, and immediately after, I saw that delicate and beautiful leg lifted up, stepping on Kamijou Touma's head.

"I found two little mice. Do you think they should be roasted or eaten in soup?"

"..." Kamijou Touma was silent for a while, then struggled to explain, "Actually, we are...gardeners."

"...I don't think she will believe it."

Elijah raised her head and glanced at the visitor, her small face couldn't help but collapsed. This woman seemed to be called...Anisha Marshall.

Not long ago, Ke kicked her out of the clock tower directly.

"..."

Kamijou Touma sighed helplessly, then suddenly raised his right hand, grabbed Anisa Marshall's feet and shouted.

"Do it."

Instantly!

Illya did not hesitate to release the power of the tree of life, broke through the speed of sound and disappeared in place at the start.

This is a plan that she and Kamijou Touma had already discussed.

If found, do it, hold the person alive and knock him unconscious.

Anyway, it is impossible to sit still.

"Sorry, can we…can we talk?"

Illya pointed the dagger at Agnesa Marshall's junior, and a slight stab could pierce through the heart.

"Don't do indifferent actions. After all, your reaction speed should not be comparable to that of a 'saint'."

"...Then let's do it." Anisha Marshall responded casually, with her white and delicate feet still stepping on Kamijou's numb head, "It's very easy to take a human life."

"Aren't you... not afraid of death?" Illya's eyes widened, and she said viciously, "Don't think I'm joking, but I... have the power of a 'saint'."

"Yes yes yes...Illya is super strong!" Kamijou Touma also echoed, "I think you should consider cooperating with us."

"Hehehe, of course I'm afraid of death." Anisa Marshall laughed sweetly, "However, I can be sure that you are good people, and you will not kill me for no reason."

The air suddenly froze.

Kamijou Touma and Illya froze in place, not knowing how to answer this question, they did not intend to kill anyone.

However, the development of the plot...is this the routine?

How did this woman make sure that they would not kill anyone, just by meeting them a few times?

Or, this woman... has too much control over people's hearts.

"...Need me to help you, count down the time to kill me?"

Anisha Marshall smiled elegantly and confidently, her delicate white feet were still gently crushing Kamijou Touma's head.

"Nineteen eight seven six five three two one!"

She didn't read all the numbers until she finished.

The dagger on the back did not pierce her heart, although the blade gradually exerted pressure as the countdown continued.

However, it didn't even pierce the skin.

"..."

Ilya bit her lip. Originally, she wanted to kidnap this woman, but now she can only choose to knock her unconscious.

However, just when she was about to knock out Anisha Marshall.

"Want to see Master Ivy?" Anisha Marshall seemed to have expected it long ago, and she retracted her foot from stepping on Kamijou Touma and chuckled, "I can take you there."

"well?"

Illya exclaimed in bewilderment, never expecting things to develop like this.

However, he also gave up the idea of ​​knocking Anisha Marshall unconscious.

"..." Kamijou Touma also got up, looked at Anisa Marshall and asked, "Why, are you willing to take us to meet Ivy-senpai?"

"Do you think... who gave you the map?" Anisha Marshall raised her head proudly and smiled with disdain. "From the beginning, all your actions have been under my nose."

With that said, she turned around and led the way.

In fact, from the first time I saw Ilya, I already found out that Ilya had a connection with Ivy's master.

As for whether it is a mother-daughter relationship...it is not yet confirmed.

However, unfortunately, at that time, Master Ivy was holding a ceremony to promote the Demon God, and the sudden appearance of Ilya made her feel that this might be a deliberate temptation by the British Puritans.

Therefore, Illya was kicked out directly.

However, she still sent some magicians afterwards to secretly protect and observe Illya's situation.

Until it is confirmed that Illya should have no problem.

It was only to induce Illya and Kamijou Touma to come to the clock tower on purpose.

Otherwise, how could they meet two people by such a coincidence.