Shomikawa 

Three-year-old Jiang Huailu transmigrates to find herself at the execution grounds!
She opens her eyes. The guillotine blade is hanging above her head, swaying.
Her parents are wearing prison uniforms. They stretch their necks long, waiting for the guillotine blade to fall.
...
This is a world where devils prevail.
Evil energy rages here. People shut their doors at night and only come out at dawn.
The empire is in chaos. World order has collapsed. The monarchs are brutal.
Wars break out. People are living from hand to mouth.
The Imperial Preceptor predicts that a disaster is approaching. A devil will destroy the world, and the legendary savior will come to save them.
The entire empire is looking forward to the appearance of the savior, searching for her...
But the savior is only three and a half years old!
Can the savior cry in front of the world-destroying devil to stop him?
Three-year-old Jiang Huailu doesn’t really want to be the savior!
...
Isn’t it enough to stop the devil from harming other people thereby making herself the only one to suffer?
Saving the world indirectly is also a kind of salvation!

Henyee Translations

The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Henyee

    Outside the Nine Heavens, there were countless heavenly troops.


  Outside the Immortal Execution Stage, they were even more guarded.


  Emperor Zi Wei changed into his execution attire in the Upper Realm, he was extremely solemn and filled with killing intent.


  Emperor Zi Wei could understand the hatred of the evil gods.


    He wasn't in the position of an evil god. His position was to protect the peace of the Three Realms.


  Even though he knew that Lu Huaijiang's appearance was not something he could decide on his own, he could not be biased towards him.


  If he didn't get rid of the inner demon of the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao would be in even more trouble.


  All living beings would probably not be able to escape this calamity.


  Lu Huaijiang was detained and kneeling on the Immortal Execution Platform. Her black hair was disheveled as she silently looked at the dense crowd of Divine Generals.


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