About nine o’clock in the evening.
New City.
As a world-class metropolis, the nightlife here is rich and colorful, with dazzling lights and endless temptation.
Not far from New City Port, a huge luxury cruise ship is anchored in the ocean.
The cruise ship has eight levels, and all kinds of entertainment facilities are available.
At this moment.
On the deck.
An incredibly beautiful white woman is standing there all by herself.
She is wearing a snow-white dress, has amber-colored long curly hair, a translucent fair complexion, blue eyes, and plump red lips. She is unbelievably beautiful.
This white woman is none other than the "Goddess of Fate" Natasha, one of the Ten Great Divine Kings of the Divine Court.
The Goddess of Fate gazes at the distant ocean, but from time to time, the face of an East Nation man appears in her mind.
That man is Lionel Yeager.
Ever since she fought Lionel Yeager and was held by him in the Gaul Nation, she would think about him from time to time.
After all, no man has ever dared to take advantage of her in all these years.
What’s more, she couldn’t even beat this kid.
She feels somewhat angry toward Lionel Yeager.
But, in addition to anger, she also has a strange feeling.
She can’t even figure out what kind of feeling this is.
In short, every time she thinks of the kid, her heart quickens, and her cheeks heat up.
She thinks she might be sick.
That’s why she came to the Flower Flag Country to relax these days.
"Beauty, can you join us for a drink?"
"Beauty, name your price. How much for a night?"
"Don’t worry, we have plenty of money. Just tell us your price!"
At this moment, three well-dressed, and very drunk white men walked over.
Their eyes sweep up and down the Goddess of Fate, full of greed and lust.
The Goddess of Fate frowns and says coldly, "Get lost!"
"Wow, feisty! I like it!"
"Hehe, beauty, how about one hundred thousand US dollars for a night?"
"If it’s not enough, we can add more. As long as you take care of us, money is not an issue!"
The three white men chuckled wickedly.
The Goddess of Fate doesn’t even bother to look at the three men; she just waves her hand slightly.
In an instant.
The three white men were directly lifted into mid-air by three white beams of light.
"What’s happening? Why am I flying?!"
"I don’t think I’m that drunk?!"
"What’s going on? Am I dreaming?!"
The three white men suddenly screamed in horror.
Other people on the deck all turned their gaze, full of shock.
Soon.
Three beams of white light carried the three men to the edge of the deck.
When the light disappeared.
Splash, splash, splash...
The three white men fell directly into the ocean.
"Help! Help!"
"Save me! Save me!"
The three white men were scared out of their minds, struggling desperately in the ocean.
"Hurry up and save them!"
"Quick!"
Chaos ensued on the cruise ship.
The Goddess of Fate sneered and, not wanting to stay any longer, prepared to leave.
But just at this moment.
Her heart tightened, and she lifted her blue eyes to look in the direction of Snow City.
"What a powerful energy fluctuation and evil aura, could it be..."
She furrowed her brows and hurriedly entered the cabin.
Shortly.
"Crazy woman, can you fucking put me down first? Can’t we talk nicely?"
A shout came from within the cabin.
He was just playing cards with a few tycoons in the hall, all ready to go all-in, only to be suddenly brought out by this crazy woman.
Young and cheerful singing echoed through the hall.
"I’ve read ancient books, as well as legends and myths, Achilles and his spoils of war..."
"Hercules the strong and his gifts, Spider-Man’s control and Batman’s iron fist..."
A group of children were singing on stage.
They were singing a popular song called "Something-Just-Like-This."
These children were orphans from the Angel Welfare Institute.
They would come to this opera house every month to perform and raise funds for charity.
There were many spectators sitting in the audience and other children from the Angel Welfare Institute.
Among the children sat a white man.
This white man was slim and wore a black suit, with golden curly hair and a handsome appearance.
He was none other than "Purgatory Death God," Miller, one of the Ten Great Divine Kings of the Divine Court.
Miller was also an orphan who grew up in the Angel Welfare Institute.
So, every month when the orphans of Angel Welfare Institute performed here, he would be there on time and donate a large sum of money.
At this moment.
A phone call came through on his mobile phone.
He took out his phone and answered the call.
A few minutes later.
He hung up the phone and smiled at the white old woman next to him, "Dean Daisy, I’m sorry, I need to leave for some urgent matters."
The white old woman smiled kindly and said, "Miller, you are a great person, you must be very busy, you don’t have to come every month.
Besides, you have already donated enough money over the years."
Purgatory Death God smiled and said, "Dean Daisy, I have plenty of time, and I don’t lack money.
As long as the children are well taken care of, I’ll be happy."
A cute little boy blinked with big eyes and asked, "Uncle Miller, are you really a hidden superhero in this world, like Superman, Spider-Man, and Batman?"
"He must be. Uncle Miller often has to leave suddenly to deal with things. I guess, Uncle Miller must be off to save the world!"
Another little boy raised his hand to join in.
"Hahaha..."
The Purgatory Death God laughed out loud and raised his eyebrows, "Yes, Uncle is a superhero!
So, you kids need to grow up quickly and become superheroes just like Uncle!"
After that, Purgatory Death God casually turned around and left the opera house...

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