MHA: Sword God

"You haven't left this place, have you?" McGrady looked at the black-haired youth who was taking care of the flowers and plants, and said in astonishment.

"Yeah, I haven't left. The environment here is pretty good, and secretive." The black-haired young man smiled and said bluntly.

"Tch! Obviously you're here to guard against someone not coming, and preparing to attack them as soon as possible." McGrady secretly complained.

Then, he looked at another empty corner which only had a bed, and asked, "Where is he? "

"I don't know, he acts pretty mysterious, and he sneaked out after lying down for a while." At this moment, the primary school student suddenly raised his hand and laughed.

Speak of the devil, and the devil arrives.

Suddenly there was a sound of the back door of the barn being opened.

The blood-haired young man had appeared at the back door, and everyone was looking at the direction of the blood-haired young man in surprise.

They all had an expression of disbelief, even the elementary school student who was swinging on the swing hit the ground abruptly, and the scarred man who was eating even vomited a mouthful of rice.

Seeing a naked woman in the hands of the blood-haired young man, let alone them, even McGrady was not calm.

This was too much. This guy had brought a woman here.

The scarred man stopped eating.

Suddenly, with a few strides, he rushed to the blood-haired young man.

Looking at the woman who seemed unconscious in the blood-haired young man's hands, he said in surprise, "Do you have some special hobbies, and like being in full view?"

The blood-haired young man glanced at the scarred man with disgust.

He then said faintly, "This woman slept with me, and she wants to ask me for money."

The scarred man's face became stiff. It was the first time he had seen someone who was so arrogant about whoring.

As for the others, they all laughed. They even hugged their chests and rolled on the ground.

"Haha, to be honest, I can't help it anymore."

The blood-haired young man seemed to notice the weirdness of the crowd.

He curled his mouth slightly and threw the woman in his hand aside, "This girl lied to me and said that she was a virgin. I even believed her at first."

Then he looked above the barn.

It seemed that he was afraid that a certain someone would not be able to hear it, so he said loudly, "Wait a minute! If I fail in the quirk enhancement, kill me, then kill this woman and give us a funeral."

He was indifferent to life and death.

An aura that was very unique radiated from him that made everyone's eyes gleam.

The heroic spirit exuded by the blood-haired youth at this moment even made them think that if this person did not die, he would be an overlord in the future.

"Okay!" A deep voice echoed high in the sky.

Ken, who had been standing above the warehouse for a long time, spoke for the first time.

Then, he jumped down and landed on the ground.

He looked at the blood-haired youth, his eyes revealing some appreciation.

"Have the articles of the association been formulated?" Ken asked McGrady casually.

McGrady nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "I didn't take the name of the organization, and the division of the members into consideration."

Ken smiled slightly, looked at the crowd, and said with a wicked smile, "This organization is called the Dark Council, with 13 members, and all five of you have a seat."

The voice couldn't be questioned or refuted. It was blatant and domineering.

In this way, the name of the strongest organization that would soon resonate throughout the entire world was decided.

The elementary school student got up from the ground.

He said with a look of expectation on his face, "Dark Council. I thought you would take a name that fits the organization's style, such as the Anti-Heroes League, but I really like this name. "

The scarred man also rubbed his cheeks and said, "The Dark Council, looks like this name will stir up the world."

The black-haired young man didn't speak, but the hand trimming the flowers and plants paused slightly, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

McGrady nodded with a smile. There is a big difference between an organization with a name and one without a name.

Only with a name can the members have a sense of belonging and breed cohesion.

He didn't care what the name was.

"If I don't die, will you give me a title?" The blood-haired young man said calmly.

"Title?" The scarred man screamed.

"Huh, since it is a terrorist organization, how can the members not have a decent title?" The blood-haired young man smiled evilly.

"If you don't die, I will give you the name-madness, arrogant but courageous, bold but unruly." With some deep meaning, Ken stared at the blood-haired youth and said seriously.

At the same time, Ken slowly walked up to the blood-haired youth and put a hand on the blood-haired youth's shoulder.

A flood of data gushed into his brain again and his eyes took on the appearance of a starry sky.

The blood-haired young man's face was overflowing with willfulness, but his body was trembling uncontrollably.

Inexplicably, a terrible pressure spread from the two of them as the origin.

McGrady, who was next to them, took a cold look at the others, and took a step forward slightly.

He was like a guardian, trying to guard Ken.

Although it was not clear whether Ken needed his defense, McGrady still had to do something.

He had at least this level of responsibility as the second in command of the organization.