It is an artificial island floating in the Pacific Ocean, a city where humans and demons live in peace.
It is located in the center of the Pacific Ocean, 330 kilometers south of Tokyo, and is built with magic.
"Fifteen:56:37:00 - Report to Lord Zaharias, who is about to arrive at the Dongyu Port of Xianshen Island."
A huge cruise ship over 100 meters long sailed from the sea and gradually approached this huge maritime city.
Cruise boat deck.
A strange-shaped subordinate reported to the man standing on the deck in a deep voice.
"I get it."
That was a thin middle-aged man.
Two beards grow symmetrically above the mean lips, fiddling and bounce it. A pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes are like foxes, which can easily give people the impression of cunning when they first meet.
"Prepare to dock, don't make too much noise. If you startle the prey, you can't get back no matter how much money you have."
"Yes."
"Remember to bring (the body) with you."
"Yes."
His subordinate responded in a deep voice as if he was mechanical, shaking his knee-length arms and walked into the cabin.
The middle-aged man was still standing on the deck, looking at the closer and closer port of Xianshen Island.
"Secret God Island... one of the Demon Special Zones, (Flame Light Banquet) is going to be held here?"
He murmured to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.
About two kilometers away is the port of Dongyu, Xianshen Island.
There are many ships moored there, including yachts over ten meters long and cargo ships over ten meters long. This cruise ship that is over one hundred meters long will not seem too abrupt.
The sea water beats the oncoming cruise ship, and the sea breeze has a faint salty and wet smell.
Wherever you see is the flat port shore and countless freight containers piled up.
Further apart, there are tall buildings surrounded by railway tracks and airships slowly moving. There are a total of about 560,000 residents living there, including researchers from various industries, scholars and various kinds of demons, etc. The huge steel city floats on the sea in such a grand manner.
Like an artificial miracle!
"Sixteen:01:15 - Report to Lord Zaharias, bringing the body to you."
Within a few minutes, my subordinates came back.
At the same time, he was surrounded by a girl who looked like she was in her early teens.
The girl has bright golden hair, and there is no expression in her azure blue pupils.
That beautiful appearance like a fairy, without any makeup, gives people a illusory beauty.
She was wearing a reinforced fiber protective suit similar to a motorcycle rider's suit, and the big "9" was embroidered on her chest.
“Very good, ready to dock.”
The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction.
He signaled his men to watch the girl and let the whole boat prepare to land.
However.
Today, they are destined to be unable to land.
"You are Baltasaru Zaharias, the Speaker of the Nilpursi Provisional Autonomous Region?"
Just on the eve of landing.
A voice sounded quietly, and it came into the ears of the middle-aged man whose hair suddenly stood up.
"Who?"
The middle-aged man suddenly tensed up all over.
Silent?
How could someone be on the sea and let him approach him without any awareness?
But he was not panicked, but calmed down and looked around, demonstrating his extraordinary psychological qualities.
"Click!"
A crisp sound of footsteps came.
It was a figure wearing armor, with a height of over 1.8 meters.
The armor is based on black, the armor on the chest is bright red, and the helmet is tightly sealed without any gaps.
The eyes of the helmet were blue compound eyes, and there was a red horn on the top of the head.
It's subtle.
"So ugly."
The crowd on the deck reacted quickly, quickly surrounding the armored man and opening him with the middle-aged man.
Someone made a comment in a deep voice.
The armored man suddenly stumbled.
It may be an illusion, but the unintentional statement just now seemed to hurt his self-esteem.
"So it came from the sky?"
The middle-aged man Zaharias felt relieved.
This armored man did not use a technique similar to space control, but his ability to fly, which made him feel relieved.
If you are a high-level magician or witch who knows about space control, it will be troublesome.
"I don't know who you are, what's the price to do on my cruise?"
Zaharias had his suit collar and asked the armored man gracefully.
"Grandma once said that before asking others, she should answer other people's questions first."
The armored man snorted lightly, slowly raised his right hand, pointing to the sky with one hand.
Invisibly, the pretentious temperament comes out.
“…I was rude.”
Zaharias was silent for a while, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Your Excellency is right, I am Baltasaru Zaharias, who commands the country known as Nilepusi in Europe."
"It's easy to say."
The armored man nodded with satisfaction.
"Grandma said that if you have no faith, you don't know what you can do, so I'll answer your question. I have only one purpose here - hand over the body!"
The tone before is very polite.
Speaking of the last sentence, it simply exposed the evil spirit.
While saying this, his eyes were tightly directed at the blonde girl who was protected at the end.
"Go!"
Zaharias shouted loudly, his eyes fiercely.
"Tear him apart!"
"Understand."
The subordinates surrounded the deck rushed up one after another.
"Sixteen:03:47:00 - strangling the enemy!"
Zaharias has about twenty men.
Each of them was wearing weird black clothes, with long arms hanging down to their knees, extremely exaggerated shoulder muscles, and an unknown animal skull mask on their faces, like mercenaries walking out of the barbarian tribe. p>
"Showing the Demon Blade!"
A subordinate shouted.
"Buzz--!"
"Click--!"
At the same time, weapons burst out from all over the bodies of the twenty subordinates.
There is a short knife that pops out of the forearm, thirty centimeters long, and it appears a blood-red color under the rippling magic, shaking at high speed like a chainsaw.
There are pistols that popped up from their shoulders, and the black muzzle is filled with magic bullets.
The weapons that pop out of the body's muscles and bones are the "demon blades" that the "Hungarian Ghosts" rely on. The powerful force of the "demonic blades" raised in the body are enough to cut gold and cut jade.
"Grandma said that you should always be careful and not provoke a person who is far stronger than you. That is not bravery, but recklessness!"
The armored man spoke leisurely.
He flipped his palms and a dark heavy sword appeared suddenly in his hand.