Chapter 11 Appoint you as the King of Hell!

"That's it." Jia Yan suddenly realized it, and then frowned: "Old man, Edisha, don't learn these words in the future, let grandpa know?"

"Well, the old man squatted on the ground and cried."

Adisha obediently acknowledged Jia Yan's advice.

She is not a bad child who talks harshly. Edisha is a good child who listens with an open mind.

Adisha suddenly rushed to Jia Yan's side, held Jia Yan's fingers with her little hands, and followed Jia Yan to claim credit.

Jia Yan smiled without saying a word and led Edisha down from the sky.

"Brother Master, it was on this street that Edisa met the old man, and then Edisa helped him."

Adisha went through the whole process and told Jia Yan succinctly and concisely what she had done in the past few days.

Jia Yan kept nodding.

"Oh, isn't this the little girl who sold us places? Hello, do you still have a place? We don't have enough places."

A stall owner suddenly saw Edisha, ignored Jia Yan beside Edisha, and rushed forward with a smile.

Jia Yan keenly discovered that behind the stall owner, there were more than a dozen strong souls quickly following him.

interesting……

Jia Yan smiled.

I'm afraid that Adisha's method of communicating with them is an easy-going way.

Is this like a god?

No, so what Adisha did was wrong.

But Jia Yan was not ready to take action and wanted to see how Adisha did it.

"Adisha won't give it!"

Adisha snorted coldly and proudly held the small cartoon backpack on her back.

"superior!"

When the stall owner saw Adisa's actions, he knew that Adisa's things were in her backpack and directly ordered the strong men behind him to do it.

"I advise you not to take action. There are many of us."

A man rushed forward and sneered.

He is intimidating Jia Yan.

Jia Yan shrugged.

If Edisha couldn't deal with this kind of thing, then she would have spent so many resources in vain to be trained to become a mid-to-high-level venerable.

"Steal Adisha's things, you bad guy!"

Of course, Adisha won't be robbed. It's good that she didn't rob anyone else.

He raised his short legs and kicked a soul away, and then a series of small fat punches, beating these strong souls until they cried for their fathers and mothers.

"Oh, I'm sorry, please forgive me, we realize our mistake."

The stall owner was holding his head, and there were dozens of small bumps on his head that were hammered out by Edisha.

Moreover, this little girl actually sat on the stall owner. If he raised his head, he would hit her. That was why there were so many bags.

"Hmph, let's see you rob Adisha. Adisha has beaten so many bad guys in the past few days."

Edisha was very angry, but she didn't kill anyone, because these souls were already dead, and if they were killed again, it would be impossible to resurrect them and become their original powers.

Edisha is still very kind, and she will beat them half to death at most, otherwise there will be no bad guys to beat in the future.

"Adisha, is this what you do?"

Jia Yan looked at Adisha and asked with a frown.

"Yes, they robbed Adisha, and Adisha beat them up, that's fair."

Editha was arrogant.

"No, this is wrong. Have you forgotten what we are here for?"

Jia Yan shook his head and sighed.

Editha made her own plan, but she couldn't execute it well. I don't know if it was because she was a child reincarnated by Zhi Nao.

I feel like my brain is still missing in some aspects.

"We are here to be the Black Gods."

Editha was stunned.

shout

Jia Yan gently swept out a burst of power.

Hearing the word "Black God", the group of souls with wild expressions on their faces froze in place, and then the wind scattered them like gravel, turning into countless black particles.

Kill them all without mercy.

Compared with Edisha, Jia Yan is not so easy to talk to. This kind of soul must be a bully in this underworld, and there is no regrets in killing him.

Besides, when Jia Yan kills people, does he need to explain why?

I don’t have such self-requirements.

When Aedisha saw Jia Yan killing these souls, she was stunned, and then she thought about the fact that she said the word "Black God".

She wasn't too excited. Death to her soul was like losing a bunch of numbers. She didn't have much emotion. She didn't kill before, it was just for fun.

"Since you have told the key, with your intelligence, you should know what you did wrong, right?"

Jia Yan said calmly.

"Edisha knows." Edisha nodded seriously: "Edisha is wrong, it shouldn't be like this. Gods are not children on the roadside, and they shouldn't be robbed by others. The owner is the gods, Edisha It’s the messenger of God, and Edisha needs to be high up.”

"Children can be taught."

Jia Yan smiled, and then pointed his finger. The black power that had just dissipated around him was absorbed by Jia Yan into his fingertips, and was thrown to Edisha casually.

Adisha opened her small mouth, swallowed the power into her throat, and chewed it: "It has no taste and no power."

"Don't underestimate the power of little bits. These powers may not seem strong or much, but if you absorb more of them, they will turn into huge forward energy. You should know better than me how little adds up to a lot."

"Yeah, Adisha knows. Adisha won't waste it in the future."

After educating Edanza, Jia Yan chuckled again as he watched the little kid transform, with cloak-like clothes on his body, and his whole little figure turned into a god of death, flying away into the distance.

Adisha is really interesting.

Watching her gradually grow up and become quite useful is a pleasant process.

It can be regarded as a very important color in my boring cultivation life.

Jia Yan planned to follow Edisha to see what she was doing, but he didn't say anything, let alone hide his figure, and just followed Edisha.

Adisha would kick her butt from time to time and look back at Jia Yan with a cute smile.

Not long after arriving in a town, Edisha flew to the ground.

"This is... the little girl from yesterday. You are here. We don't have many places here. Do you still have any places? Sell us some..."

"Go away! Can you directly call me by my divine envoy's name?"

Angel?

What the hell?

The stall owners and onlookers were shocked.

I saw Edita wrapped in a cloak-like robe, falling from the sky, and her majestic body suddenly released a black aura.

"This is... such a terrifying power."

"No, it's not just that she's powerful. Look, she's actually pure black."

"Black God...how is it possible? Is there really a Black God in the world?"

"Is this the Black God's envoy? No wonder, where did I get the quota?"

Edisha suddenly burst into black power. The black color almost came from the same source as Jia Yan's power, and it was probably strong enough to impersonate the Black God.

The stall owners and onlookers present were naturally extremely shocked.

"Listen carefully to this envoy of God. This world after death is called the underworld. It was originally created by the Black God. I have envoyed the current Black God to walk in the underworld and rule the underworld area. You must stay safe and abide by yourselves. In the future, not only will you There are quotas to go to this world to test, and there will be a lot of cultivation skills given to you. If someone makes trouble..."

Editha raised her short arm, and a house made of spiritual power exploded.

"Yeah! My house!"

A man let out a soprano scream.

"..."

Editha was silent for a moment, then a piece of the spiritual money bag flew out and fell into the man's hand.

"I'm sorry." She said in a deliberately calm voice, "Do you listen? I am an envoy of God. Don't make trouble, otherwise someone will die."

"Listen...listen."

In this underworld world, some people have gained a large amount of spiritual power, which is actually the power of the Black God, and have become extremely powerful.

But this kind of strength is only below the level of the Venerable.

Because the world of the underworld was originally unmanaged, all the power wandered into the endless black space, and then returned to the normal world. No matter how strong the strong people were born, they could not get any stronger.

Therefore, the hand that Edisha showed casually may have reached the strongest level in this world.

And it is a move that is displayed casually.

The power of the divine envoy is undoubtedly demonstrated.

"As for the quota, someone will send it to you later. In addition, I sent someone to recruit people in the underworld on behalf of Lord Black God. Black God created this place in the early years and has always neglected its management. Now, he is ready to manage this place again. He has the ability and ambition. Sir, please come to the central area of the continent. As for where it is, information will be sent to all parts of the continent later. Listen, those who are incompetent may not even be able to get to the central area of the continent. Don’t seek death."

Edisha stood up calmly.

Having established her authority, she had completed her first act of showing off as a divine envoy...

Ahem, this is the appearance of a divine messenger.

call.

Not long after, the small but powerful figure appeared next to Jia Yan.

Editha eagerly pulled down her robe, revealing her childish face.

She flew to Jia Yan's side in ecstasy, jumping up and down.

"Brother Master! Isn't Adisha great? Did Adisha do well? Hehehehe!"

Jia Yan smiled and stretched out his hand to rub Adisha's hair: "Not bad, well done."

"Wow, wow, Adisha did a great job, Adisha is a messenger of God! Wow!"

Edisha was even more elated and sang a happy song, and at the same time she twisted and danced happily.

Jia Yan was very impressed.

With such a child's mentality, he can come up with such mature strategies in the blink of an eye.

If Jia Yan hadn't known about this child's nature, he wouldn't have been able to imagine that the Edisha in front of him was the same person as the little girl who had just shocked everyone.

"Just do this. You go around and continue to spread the word about the Black God, and at the same time show off your name as the God Envoy. In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is indeed more convenient to have multiple God Envoys."

"Well, Edita, do it! Master, do you want to build an underworld in the middle of the continent?"

"Okay, let's do this. In the name of the Black God, I will give you the title of King of Hell, the envoy of God, and you will manage the underworld on my behalf."

"The King of Hell? Wow! Wow! Is it okay with Adisha? Adisha is going to be the King of Hell! That's great!"

Editha was doing somersaults in mid-air with excitement.

Jia Yan didn't mind giving Edisha the title of King of Hell. He originally wanted to call her the God of Death, but since this place is called the underworld, it would be better to call her the God of Hell.

Giving her the title of god will make Edisha happy, and at the same time, it can continue to make this little brain work hard.

Hey, if you don’t exploit such useful child labor, who will be exploited?

Adisha, who thought she was the Lord of Hell, was so happy that she never thought that she was actually being plotted by Jia Yan.

But in fact, this kind of calculation is far from calculated.

The meaning of her birth was to help Jia Yan, and she knew she wanted to help Jia Yan. If Jia Yan didn't let her help, I'm afraid the meaning of life would disappear, and that would be even more shocking.

So even if Adisha knew that Jia Yan was squeezing her ability, she would be willing to work.

Of course, this naughty kid really wants to play.

Yama must be fun.

"Then... Then Edisha is going to build the Palace of the King of Hell. Will master brother go and see it?"

"I won't go. There are still many things for me to do outside. But while you are building the Palace of the King of Hell, don't forget to recruit people. At the same time, don't forget to transport the black god and the name of the King of Hell to those planets."

"Yeah, Adisha knows."

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