Marvel's princess becomes king

As the sun sets, a thin layer of mist rises from the sea. In the distance are reeds. Along the coast, more than two hundred meters to the north, there is a shade of trees.

The plane made a hard landing and made a lot of noise, and then split into two halves from the middle. It was hard to say that it would not alert nearby enemies or wild beasts. Bella was in a bad state and did not dare to stay longer. She pulled the flight attendant's ankle. She quickly rushed into the shade of a tree, which she felt was not dangerous.

Finding an area at random, Bella leaned against the tree trunk, closed her eyes and rested, racing against time to regain her strength.

After sitting for five minutes, I suddenly remembered something.

She used her spiritual energy to communicate with the imprint she had carved in advance, and then clicked her finger: "Come"

After waiting for ten minutes, her suitcase flew from far away to near.

She came to Tokyo to study, not to cause trouble.

There were no firearms in the suitcase, and Golden Apple didn't bring it with her this time. However, she packed the flying carpet in the suitcase. Seeing that the flying carpet was intact, she finally felt calm. No matter what, she could use the flying carpet. Flying, which greatly improves her chances of survival.

After taking two sips of the purified water she brought with her and eating two pieces of chocolate, she breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the tree trunk and closed her eyes to rest.

"Who is it?" Suddenly, a very faint sound of breathing came from the shade of the trees nearby, and Bella turned around and shouted.

The opponent was as sharp as an arrow and ran away, leaving only a dark figure behind.

Bella stood there, watching coldly as the black shadow ran further and further away without moving even a step.

There are this kind of plots in countless movies and TV dramas. You rush to chase the shadow, but you are either ambushed or lost. After circling back, you find that the person you caught alive has been wiped from the neck.

This guy on the ground can get information, why should she go to all the trouble to chase some shadow person?

After moving my body, I feel that my physical strength has recovered to %, and my spiritual energy has recovered by half.

She was not going to waste any time, so she took out a particularly thick Bible from her suitcase, grabbed the collar of the unconscious flight attendant on the ground, and there were three big mouths.

The Bible is a very thick book, and both the material of the pages and the hardness of the cover are very guaranteed. Three consecutive blows made the flight attendant's pretty cheeks swell.

"Wake up and tell me what conspiracy you have."

The female flight attendant reluctantly opened her eyes and looked at Bella without any fear, but with enthusiasm: "We will meet again in the spiritual world of the black sky. Stupid woman, embrace the only time you have left."

Bella was confused. What is the Black Sky? What's going on with the face of such a fanatical cultist?

She wanted to ask again, but she saw the female flight attendant grit her teeth. In less than three seconds, dark brown blood flowed out of her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and she died.

Something similar to a soul fragment or a mental fragment separated from the body of the female flight attendant and was absorbed by the whole world in some strange way.

It is this kind of thing that keeps manic and violent impulses in the air, and fills the heart with the seeds of hatred and madness.

"This place is very strange. I won't go to hell, right?" Bella realized that it was better for her to kill less people here. The negative emotions here were giving birth to something through killing.

With her spiritual attainments, she can resist erosion at this level, but it's hard for ordinary people to say that.

Bella remained alert, then bent down to search the female flight attendant's clothes, trying to find some clues.

An extremely gentle female voice came from behind, but her English was a bit broken.

"These people are all dead soldiers. You won't find any valuable information."

Bella noticed the person behind her before she spoke. This was the dark shadow that tried to lure her away before. The other person circled around and came back.

When she looked back, her first impression was of adjectives such as "Hui Zhi Lan Xin", "gentle and virtuous".

The woman has her hair tied up and a slender neck. She is wearing a plain kimono, white anklets and a pair of faded sandals.

Her hands were naturally placed on her lower abdomen, keeping a distance not too far from Bella, but definitely not too close either.

It’s not unusual to see people wearing kimono on the streets of Tokyo, but in this remote place, dressing up like this is a bit strange.

The other person spoke English sincerely. To facilitate communication, Bella asked in Japanese: "Who are you and how much do you know about these guys?"

The gentle woman didn't expect that her Japanese was so good. There was a hint of joy in her eyes. She bowed slightly and also changed to Japanese: "You speak Japanese really well. I'm learning your Nanban dialect, but I always feel that it doesn't taste right. Please take care of me." , I am Yongzhen.”

Nanman dialect Yongzhen Bella once again had a lot of question marks in her mind.

Is this how the Japanese call Americans now? No, this is what Japan used to call all Westerners before the Meiji Restoration.

The name Yongzhen reminded her of some bad memories.

Bella felt like a fog was tightly surrounding her, and now she almost had an opportunity.

She also bowed slightly: "Well...Bella, just call me Bella. May I ask where this place is?"

Yongzhen seemed to have answered this question many times. She said very skillfully and concisely: "The Weiming Country is a country that you Nanbarians call Japan. Counting you, this is already the third batch of people who have taken that trip in the past three years. The iron bird descended from the sky to the Nanman people in our country."

Bella's face was calm, but actually there were waves of turmoil in her heart, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

The world of Sekiro Ashina

She had played Sekiro before. It was a brutal game. She wanted to smash the controller while playing. It was simply unspeakable. She had turned on the modifier and fought hard...

Miss Yongzhen, the wolf-proof girl, has an impression of it now, but she just doesn't connect it with reality.

"Ashname Kingdom...Ashname Kingdom...three years before and after." She carefully analyzed the information.

"What year are you in now?"

Yongzhen is also very familiar with this question, and it is obviously not the first time he answered: "Eight years of Qingchang."

Bella was dumbfounded. She had never studied Japanese era names, but it didn't matter, as long as they were not Meiji, Taisho, Showa, and Heisei.

Traveled through time or space?

There was so little information that she, a psychic, wanted to explode her head, but she couldn't figure it out.

She pointed to the corpse on the ground: "Miss Yongzhen, who are these guys? Are they your enemies?"

Yongzhen shook his head: "No, they are also outsiders. To be precise, they should be your enemies. Some dead soldiers also came with them the previous two times. We have conducted interrogations and we only know that they are from an organization called the Hand."