In response to this, the little Yama Luo Wang lowered her head to accept the order, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

This new holy grandpa is really a good person. With such a lord, there is no need to worry about the future of Japan Island.

Master Yan Mo also felt relieved.

Although she does not want to admit it and has always regarded herself as her mother's daughter, she has actually inherited the memory of Izanami. As the Mother Goddess of Japan, she still hopes that these "daughters" can meet a good person who is worthy of their trust.

human.

Fortunately, Grandpa Dorothy is a really good match.

"Sir, in fact, I have just judged so many people. Except for those Chinese souls who deserved their crimes, most of the other souls do not hate you. On the contrary, they really admire and admire you."

Shiki Yama opened his mouth and said.

"If you, my lord, return to your previous Battousai appearance, you may be able to cause most of the people of all nations here to riot with just one sentence. Even if you want to kill me, Yama, these guys will die.

Follow."

When she said this, it seemed like she was joking, but in fact it was not entirely a joke.

Lord Yama Luo Wang has been in charge of the underworld and has judged souls for tens of thousands of years. This is the first time she has seen such a firm belief that can transcend life and death, and it is also on such a large scale.

"Genesis", that teaching is really scary, but it is also really desirable.

However, the otaku witch who did not know that her destiny teachings had been secretly passed on by her good roommate naturally did not take Yama Luo King's words seriously.

I'm going to Quantai to recruit old men, and kill Yama with a hundred thousand banners. It's good to think about this kind of thing. She is an ordinary little witch who doesn't have that much prestige.

However, Lord Yama Luo Wang's words did make her feel a little better.

Although she has the consciousness to accept the hatred of thousands of souls, it would be better if she could not be hated, and if there were even people who really understood and supported her.

Well, comrades, you have worked hard, you can now rest and recuperate in this underworld, and leave the rest to us.

She took one last look at the souls queuing up, and then prepared to walk towards Huangquan Road.

It's time to unveil the coffin. She still has a lot of tasks to do in the future. She can't let down the transformational results that everyone has worked hard for with their lives, right?

"Oh, by the way, how is Izanagi?"

When she was about to walk out of the Yama Temple, Dorothy suddenly remembered this and asked.

The Yama of the Four Seasons summoned the hell scroll with one move.

Dorothy looked at the hell picture and found that before that, a new hell was added under the eight hot and eight cold hells, and Izanagi's soul was imprisoned in that new hell.

"I opened a new hell specifically for my father. I understand what is the most painful thing for a person like him who has never-ending desires, and that is asking for something but not getting it, so I will let her linger in the pain of asking for nothing but not getting it forever.

If he succeeds, he will face failure every time he is on the verge of success."

"I named this new hell Wujian. What do you think, sir?"

King Yama proudly showed off his work like a child showing off a new toy, and then looked at Dorothy, as if waiting for her evaluation.

"Well, that sounds great. I feel good."

Dorothy also nodded with a happy face, and then strode away with confidence.

And then the figure of the little Yama Luo King disappeared, and he threw himself into this long overtime career.

The trial efficiency of the Ten Palaces of Yan Luo is quite high. In fact, many dead souls have been judged, and they did not have many sins to be punished. They were quickly placed in the City of Wasted Death, and this huge underworld city

As a result, it became more prosperous.

However, there are always some of these new souls who can't stay idle. Although life in this city is good, people have no faith. This is not good, so.

"Sister, can I waste your time for a little bit? I want to tell you the story of our loving father and old master of Japan Island - the sword that saw the darkening of Ramadan, and this sword that records the sacred book "Genesis"

Learn about the Holy Hammer."

"It doesn't cost any money, just have some faith. If it doesn't work, it's okay to take the holy hammer back and smash the walnuts."

The dead soul is preaching.
Chapter completed!