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Ryo didn't offer any polite words in response—he simply poured himself a cup of tea and raised it toward Luo Hao in a quiet toast.
That was his answer, his acknowledgnt.
When it ca to companions who would be part of his community and stay by his side for the long run, Ryo cared enough to respect their feelings. The only ones he needed to guard against were people like Aizen — but even then, he would still leave the path to power open for them. What he wanted was for the community to feel like… a familia
"No need for pointless formalities."
Luo Hao found herself both amused and satisfied with his attitude.
Finally, soone from this "new era" understood the old ways she grew up with.
"How many Campiones have you actually t?" she asked.
Ryo needed god-slayers and Heretic Gods as the connecting points for his myth-seizing plan.
What Luo Hao ant was: how many more did he still need?
Ryo didn't hesitate in the slightest. "Only Mada Aisha and Annie Charlton are left."
"Aisha…"
For the first ti, Luo Hao—who feared none—showed hesitation and even closed her mouth.
Seeing this, Ryo tilted his head in puzzlent. "You can contact Aisha?"
"…"
Luo Hao stayed uncharacteristically silent.
Two minutes passed before she let out a long sigh.
"Are you sure you want to reach out to her?"
"Is it dangerous?" Ryo asked, instantly alert.
"Not exactly."
Her tone was vague.
"But once you succeed in implanting the ritual into Aisha, you really shouldn't stay around her for long."
She paused, giving a wry smile. "That woman is… a handful."
Liliana shivered next to them, her face tense.
If even Luo Hao called her "trouble," just how terrifying was this so-called Mysterious Queen of Caves?
"...I see."
Ryo thought for a mont, then said carefully, "If you can reach her, at least try."
"If it's just an attempt, that I can do."
Even Luo Hao—always suprely confident—didn't dare make promises when it ca to Mada Aisha.
"As long as she's still in this era, that is." Ryo imdiately understood.
Mada Aisha's authority: Fairy's Corridor.
Calling it a "Corridor" was misleading—it was more like an uncontrollable ti-and-space machine.
Aside from occasionally opening on its own to dump out random monsters, it would sotis toss Aisha herself into entirely different eras or parallel worlds.
Because of that, no one could ever be sure where she was—or when she was.
The Witenagamot, unable to pin her down, had dubbed it "Beyond the Tiless Horizon."
In a sense, Mada Aisha was probably the most troubleso of all the god-slayers.
"Just do what you can." Ryo sighed.
Luo Hao nodded slightly. "I have ways to reach her."
She paused, then looked straight at Ryo. "But what about the heretic trash that sealed the Monkey King? Do you have any leads on him?"
She could reach Aisha, maybe even persuade that troublemaker. But freeing the Monkey King's seal was a bigger headache.
Lifting Sun Wukong's seal required sothing anly a high-level Mother Earth goddess could do, but it would take years of preparation.
And while they could borrow the Earth's power through the Circle of Usurpation, doing so would significantly slow down the myth-weakened tiline.
Both options were too ti-consuming—Ryo might be forced to return to Little Garden before it was done.
That would ruin everything.
Ryo, however, seed completely calm.
"There's a cult in North Arica," he said. "Their leader calls herself Asherah. According to intelligence, she seems to be a Divine Ancestor."
"Asherah?"
Luo Hao frowned. She had never heard the na during her ti.
Athena narrowed her eyes and explained, "Asherah… the na of the forr Earth Mother Goddess, Leviathan."
This world might look like it was filled with countless gods, but most were just masks.
When it ca down to it, there were maybe a few hundred real ones at most. So Athena knowing Asherah wasn't strange at all.
"Interesting," Luo Hao turned back to Ryo. "So you're planning a trip to Arica to capture that snake?"
Ryo added casually, "And while I'm there, I'll drop by and see the masked superhero of Los Angeles."
"You really have this all figured out." Luo Hao nodded approvingly.
"In that case, we just follow through with the plan."
Ryo turned to Liliana. "Lily? How are things looking in North Arica?"
Liliana quickly pulled out her phone, scrolled through a few ssages, and replied, "Communications with North Arica were established yesterday. Negotiations should be underway by now. Pluto's representative also replied earlier."
"Good."
Ryo stood up and turned to Luo Hao. "No point waiting, I'm—"
"Wait!"
Luo Hao raised a hand to stop him. Her lips moved as if muttering sothing under her breath.
Less than thirty seconds later, there was a loud thud—like sothing had just slamd into the floor outside.
Then ca a loud, spirited voice: "Disciple Lu Yinghua greets Master! May Master live as long as the southern mountains and be as blessed as the Eastern Seas!"
Ryo clearly saw Luo Hao's right hand blur for an instant—
Smack!
A dull cry of pain followed.
"Get in here!" Luo Hao snapped, frowning.
Monts later, Lu Yinghua stepped into the small courtyard, his face swollen beyond recognition, looking like he'd lost the will to live.
But when his eyes fell on Ryo, he froze for a second before bowing quickly. "Greetings, King Ryo!"
Slap!
A fresh red handprint blood on his cheek.
Why hit ?! his expression seed to scream.
Luo Hao wiped her hand on the tablecloth like she'd just touched sothing filthy, then snorted coldly. "Stop yelling nonsense. Call him also Master!"
"Mas—wait, what?!"
Lu Yinghua blurted it out instinctively, then gawked at Ryo in disbelief.
Master?!
Holy Shit!
Luo Hao clearly didn't like his tone, raising her hand again—
"Alright, alright!" Ryo quickly stepped in to stop her.
Luo Hao gave a single, annoyed huff and let it go, though her eyes were still sharp.
Lu Yinghua stood there dumbfounded.
Fuck. Am I dreaming?
The all-powerful, tyrannical Master Luo Hao… had just let sothing slide because soone told her to?
She actually listened?!
Luo Hao's face remained cold as she said flatly, "Ryo is heading to Arica. Your Lu family has so influence there. You know what to do."
Lu Yinghua dropped to one knee and cupped his fists.
"Disciple understands! I'll make sure Master's pure body is delivered safely to Arica!"
Pure body? Ryo's mouth twitched, but he didn't refuse Luo Hao's well-aning arrangent.
"Good."
Luo Hao nodded in satisfaction.
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United State of Arica — Los Angeles
Clear skies stretched endlessly overhead, the sun blazing down in full force.
Under this scorching sunlight, Jack Milburn arrived at the SSL Los Angeles branch.
SSL — short for the Sorcerous Sacrilege Investigation, the U.S. Bureau for Magic and Paranormal Investigation.
If one were to describe it, it was essentially Arica's version of S.H.I.E.L.D. straight out of a movie.
Except there was no Captain Arica here, no Iron Man, no Black Widow. This wasn't Marvel — it was still the Campione world.
SSL was just a collection of field agents, each with so degree of magical talent.
And Jack Milburn was one of them.
He'd been enjoying a rare day off when his superior suddenly called him in.
The reason? An unprecedented crisis.
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