The Dying Divine Ancestor

Standing in front of him, and the person who blocked the Godslayer attack known as John Pluto Smith was also a Godslayer.

Pallas Athena confirmed this information, and was displeased.

The Divine Ancestors had no allies, and they weren't even qualified to wreak havoc like the Heretic Gods. They weren't as strong as the Heretic Gods. Only Godslayers could fight with them.

Divine Ancestors were higher than humans and immortals, so they were rejected by humans, and they were lower than Heretic Gods and Godslayers, so they would be hunted down and killed by opponents at will.

"The seventh Godslayer, Yuuki Rito? Stepping into my territory and seizing my prey, do you wish to declare war?"

Pluto's deep voice showed her anger.

Rito looked up and down the Godslayer with the ability to transform, then looked around.

It was close to the coast and there weren't many buildings, but even so, in the battle just now, all the surrounding buildings, trees, and rocks were destroyed.

Hearing that this Godslayer was a good person who cared about the commoners and considered protection as it duty, Rito smiled.

"I only want Pallas Athena, but if you have to fight me, I will not refuse."

The Golden Sword appears in Rito's hand, much to Pluto's horror. The Golden Sword seemed to be tailor-made for her, like fishing nets made for catching fish, possessing the enemy's irresistible power.

Pluto took a step back, and distanced herself from Rito.

"She is a Divine Ancestral, killing her will not give you Divine Authority."

"I know."

"If she shows up in Los Angeles again, I will attack without hesitation."

"Yes."

Then Pluto turned around and planned to leave, Rito asked curiously.

"Isn't it uncomfortable holding your throat? Back then, when I spoke at the top of my throat, even a Godslayer coughed uncomfortably. You are really good, and you have been specially trained?"

Pluto stopped.

"I do not know what you are talking about."

"Okay, I don't know why you have to pretend, can't you learn from the lord of the Rulers of the Martial Realm? Shouldn't there be so many Godslayer weird characters."

Pluto quickened her pace and left. Rito turned around and crouched beside Pallas Athena who was lying on the ground with a dead face.

"Are you going to die? How can I save, can the spell work?"

Pallas Athena's tattered lost all her ferocity, her tiny body was covered in wounds, and blood kept flowing from her.

"I'm not here to kill you, I need you to live, if you want to live, let me know how to help you."

Rito was a little depressed that he hadn't learned any healing spells from Erica or Yuri, but it didn't seem like something that could be learned in a short amount of time.

It is unknown whether he has a talent for learning spells. Aren't the other Godslayer Sword Kings completely useless except for swords.

"...Give me magic power, and I can heal myself."

Pallas Athena's lifeless eyes seemed to ignite with a faint hope.

Incorporating magic power is not good for Rito. In order to deal with various situations, he even gave up injecting magic power into the system, but will it be useless this time?

Seeing that Pallas Athena was about the same size as Mikan, and her vitality was getting weaker, Rito had no choice. Once she died, the Monkey King's seal would almost certainly not be broken within a month.

Rito gritted his teeth, grabbed her arm, and surging magic power poured into Pallas Athena's body like a rushing river.

10%, 20%... Rito spent 50% of his magic power to stabilize Pallas Athena's condition, let her escape from the danger of death, and change to a better side.

Seeing that Pallas Athena's breathing had stabilized greatly, Rito wanted to help her stand up and prepare to return to Japan, but this small movement made her spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood and her vitality had weakened a lot.

"...How long did it take you to recover to the point where you could barely move?"

"Three days."

Rito will also vomit blood.

"I was injured by the Godslayer's power. Not bad if I don't die. Three days is the most optimistic forecast with the help of your magic powers. If you are not satisfied, kill me."

Pallas Athena stopped every word, and used a lot of strength. Normal people can finish speaking in less than ten seconds. She spoke for a full minute. As she spoke, blood froth continued to overflow from her mouth.

"Stop talking and recover well."

Rito sat in the ruins like this, took out his cell phone and sent a message to Kaori and Erica, saying that he wouldn't be back until at least three days later, get everything ready and head to Nikkou City to lift the seal.

"Are you just sitting here?"

Seeing Rito sitting next to her on the ground full of dust and gravel, with the dust clinging to his body, Pallas Athena let out a mocking and surprised smile.

"Yeah, before Pluto said that you can no longer appear in Los Angeles, but you can't move now, I will stay here. She wasn't going to run around looking for trouble again, right? , it will be a little troublesome, I only have 50% of the magic power left."

"She? Oh, fighting with me, that fellow isn't much better. Before I die, I have to take a bite of a piece of meat. Pluto's consumption is just more than yours."

Pallas Athena seemed to be showing a bit of ferocity again, but the blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth turned the ferocity into sorrow.

No matter who Pallas Athena was, at least what Rito saw right now was a little girl lying helplessly on the ground covered in blood.

He took a piece of paper out of his pocket and wiped the corner of her blood-stained mouth. He wanted to continue cleaning the messy little face, but when he saw the wound, he hesitated and withdrew his hand.

"...Why don't you continue?"

Seeing Rito stop, Pallas Athena asked reluctantly.

"Wiping a wound with paper is problematic no matter how I think about it. It will hurt, and it can widen the wound area. Also, please don't talk, you're vomiting blood again."