“Come on!”
The cruise ship instantly fell into chaos.
The Goddess of Fate sneered. She did not want to stay here any longer and prepared to leave.
But at this moment…
Her heart skipped a beat. She raised her pale blue eyes and looked in the direction of the Snow City.
“What a powerful energy fluctuation and evil aura. Could it be…”
She frowned slightly and hurried into the cabin.
After a while…
“Crazy woman, can you f*cking put me down first? Can’t we talk things out?”
A shout came from the cabin.
Right on the heels of that…
The Goddess of Fate walked out of the cabin.
Behind her was a huge Caucasian man.
The Caucasian man was wearing a gray suit and had curly brown hair. He had a rough face and was tall and burly. The interesting point was that he was more than three meters tall.
This Caucasian giant was one of the ten Divine Kings of the Holy Imperial Court, “Heavenly Sirius” Degult.
Just now, he was playing cards with a few rich people in the hall and was about to rake in his winnings when he was suddenly brought out by this crazy woman.
The Goddess of Fate waved her hand again!
With a plop, the Heavenly Sirius fell heavily onto the deck, grimacing in pain.
“What are you trying to do, you crazy woman? I was having fun. Why did you bring me out?”
The Heavenly Sirius crawled up and cursed.
The Goddess of Fate said coldly, “If you say another word, do you believe that I’ll throw you into the sea to feed the sharks?”
“Errrr…”
The Heavenly Sirius chuckled, “Let’s talk nicely. Don’t touch me.
Tell me, what exactly happened?”
The Goddess of Fate said, “Just now, a few annoying auras came from the direction of Snow City.”
“Oh?”
The Heavenly Sirius narrowed its eyes, “Could it be those guys?”
“I think so.”
The Goddess of Fate nodded.
“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go!”
The Heavenly Sirius stretched its neck and asked, “Should we call Miller and Marktum?”
The Goddess of Fate said, “There should be more than one of them. Let’s call them.”
“Okay!”
The Heavenly Sirius made an “OK” gesture.
Only a few moments passed,
A helicopter took off from the cruise ship and headed straight for Snow City…
…
On the other side…
Wind City.
Venus Opera House.
A childish and cheerful song sounded in the hall.
“I’ve been reading books of old / The legends and the myths / Achilles and his gold…”
“Hercules and his gifts / Spiderman’s control / And Batman with his fists…”
A group of children were singing on stage.
They were currently singing a popular song called “Something Just Like This”.
These children were all orphans of the Angel Welfare Institute.
Every month, they would come to this opera house to perform to raise money.
There were many spectators sitting below the stage, as well as the other children of the Angel Welfare Institute.
In the middle of the group of children sat a Caucasian man.
This Caucasian man was lean and wore a black suit. He had golden curly hair and looked handsome.
He was one of the ten Divine Kings of the Holy Imperial Court, “Purgatory Death God” Miller.
Miller was also an orphan who had grown up in the Angel Welfare Institute.
Therefore, every month, when the orphans of the Angel Welfare Institute came here to perform, he would arrive on time and donate a large sum of money.
At this moment.
A call was made to his cell phone.
He took out his phone and answered the call.
A few minutes later…
He hung up the phone and smiled at an old Caucasian woman beside him, “Dean Daisy, I’m sorry. I have something to do and have to leave first.”
The old Caucasian woman smiled kindly and said, “Miller, you’re someone who does big things. You must be very busy. You don’t have to come every month.
Besides, you’ve donated enough money over the years.”
The fearsome Purgatory Death God actually let out a gentle smile and said, “Dean Daisy, I still have a lot of time, and I’m not short of money.
As long as the children can live well, I’ll be very happy.”
A cute little boy blinked his big eyes and asked, “Uncle Miller, are you a superhero hidden in the world, like Superman, Spiderman, and Batman?”
“Definitely. Uncle Miller often suddenly has to do something. I guess Uncle Miller must have gone to save the world!”
Another little boy raised his hand and added.
“Hahaha…”
The Purgatory Death God laughed loudly and raised his eyebrows, “That’s right, Uncle is a superhero!
Therefore, you have to grow up quickly and become superheroes like Uncle!”
With that said, the Purgatory Death God turned around and left the opera house…