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Chapter 441 Confession and the Fall of an Angel

"Om-"

The gaming helmet vibrated slightly, and Li Guanqi casually tapped on it.

It was a message from Arias: "If you're really busy, we'll hold a meeting to discuss this first."

“Okay, you guys discuss it.” Li Guanqi replied without thinking. “After you’ve finished your research, just send me the tactical document.”

His words were just a perfunctory response; he didn't really care about winning the event.

Firstly, the negative cube, which he wanted most, was not in the reward list for this event.

This thing is a truly scarce resource; you can't even get it from the Spirit Control Bureau's internal points shop, and it's not a reward for any event in the Metaverse.

Secondly...

Li Guanqi glanced at the team name that was so awkward it made one's scalp tingle—[The Palace Master's Knights].

This name sounds like something a fan would create for their own amusement, and has absolutely nothing to do with winning.

Even more deadly is the deck pool.

The Silver City Lord, Arias, Ariana, and Ariana—these four people, barring any unforeseen circumstances, will only play the Silver City game.

They probably don't even have a spare deck.

Such a limited deck setup might be okay for easily defeating weaker players in the early stages of the event, but once the game progresses into the late game, with many skilled players gathering and the intelligence war raging, a simple counter-deal can wipe out your team.

Losing one game throws your rhythm into complete disarray.

With heroes from all over the world galore, and a two-week team-building period, there will surely be tens of millions of participating teams. Of these tens of millions, only one will be selected as the winner. Visiting the Phantom Collapse offline requires a level-two access, but the universe advocates freedom and has no such requirements. Who knows how crowded it will be?

As for offline...

The thought of going offline made Li Guanqi frown.

He swiped open his contacts, his finger hovering over the name "Tang Xin," before finally pressing the button.

The call is answered in seconds.

Before he could even speak, a clear and cheerful voice came through the receiver, like a lark announcing good news.

"Myna! I won! I beat that lover and avenged you!"

Li Guanqi was stunned for a moment.

revenge?

Two seconds later, he realized that he should be referring to the incident in the Gulatia Secret Realm where "he" was stabbed three times by his lover.

Because he stabbed an imaginary entity, he didn't feel anything, and the memory had long faded.

This girl actually managed to beat her lover! Has Hagi Sweet stood up again?

“Wow, my Xin is amazing,” Li Guanqi replied casually.

"That's right!" Tang Xin proudly wagged her tail and began to boast endlessly, "Let me tell you, I got the first move, and the opponent played two [Tigers] in a row, they were as strong as monsters..."

"Um," Li Guanqi interrupted her brilliant debriefing, "I wanted to talk to you about the Phantom Collapse event. You should have received the notification, right?"

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly stopped.

A few seconds later, a soft "hmm" came from the other side.

"Don't go on this offline mission," Li Guanqi said carefully, his tone serious. "It's too dangerous for you to be carrying that domain card."

There was another moment of silence.

Just when Li Guanqi thought the signal had been lost, Tang Xin's voice rang out again, barely audible, carrying a cautious tremor and anticipation.

Are you... worried about me?

"..."

Li Guanqi was a little stunned by this direct question, and her cheeks inexplicably felt hot.

"Cough... We're all friends, it's normal to show concern." He awkwardly made up an excuse.

Did you call Mickey?

"..."

Li Guanqi was completely speechless.

When did this girl become so sharp-tongued?

He gritted his teeth and tried to argue one more time: "In short, this operation is no small matter. The Dream Collapse Realm will definitely target [Mental Collapse], and you will be targeted..."

"I know it's dangerous." Tang Xin suddenly interrupted him, no longer humble, no longer shy, only with unprecedented determination.

“But, myna, this is not only an order, but also my mission.”

She paused, a hint of emotion in her voice: "Everyone born in this era has their own mission."

“And my mission,” Tang Xin’s voice came through the receiver, each word clear and heavy, “is to dig out all those buried truths, one by one.”

Li Guanqi's heart tightened, and he subconsciously retorted, "But..."

"And..." Tang Xin's voice suddenly weakened on the other end of the phone, trembling and conflicted.

Li Guanqi even heard a very light rustling of clothing and a muffled voice of encouragement coming from the receiver.

Is Izuna next to her?

Before he could think it through, Tang Xin's voice suddenly rose a little, as if she had mustered up a great deal of courage: "And!"

These two words made Li Guanqi inexplicably hold his breath, and his fingers tightened around his phone.

A deathly silence fell over both ends of the phone call.

at last.

"And...with you here..."

Tang Xin's voice was very soft, as soft as a feather, scratching at Li Guanqi's most sensitive nerves.

"...then there's nothing to be afraid of."

Upon hearing these words, which were tantamount to a confession, Li Guanqi's mind went completely blank.

The heat on his cheeks suddenly surged, becoming even hotter than before, hot enough to cook an egg.

He opened his mouth, but it felt like something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't utter a single syllable.

"I……"

"that……"

"you……"

Li Guanqi felt like a malfunctioning robot, his language system completely broken down, only able to utter a few meaningless monosyllables.

After Tang Xin finished speaking, she fell into complete silence on the other end of the phone. She closed her eyes and gripped her phone and the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands.

The world was quiet, and the sound of my heartbeat could be heard clearly.

"I"

Li Guanqi's brain was racing, trying to find the most appropriate response from the chaos, but in the end, all the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, leaving only a meaningless sentence.

"Well... we still need to be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, he reflexively added as quickly as possible, "I have something to do here, I'll hang up now!"

"beep--"

Without waiting for Tang Xin's response, he cut off the communication as if fleeing.

Silence returned to the room.

Li Guanqi slumped back in his chair, letting out a long breath. He felt as if he had just fought a life-or-death battle, and all his strength had been drained.

The phone screen had gone dark, but Tang Xin's light and airy words seemed to echo, playing on repeat in his mind over and over again.

"With you here... there's nothing to be afraid of."

Li Guanqi stared at his outstretched right palm for a long time, muttering to himself.

Li Guanqi

"So, there are people who like you after all."

On the other end, Tang Xin heard the dial tone after the phone call ended, and a sense of disappointment welled up in her heart. She pursed her lips and turned to look at Izuna: "Was my hint not obvious enough?"

“It should be,” Iizuna carefully chose his words, “it’s quite obvious.”

"That means I was rejected." Tang Xin was even more disappointed.

"No, no, no!" Izuna quickly reassured him. She had been encouraging him earlier, so now she had to take on the responsibility of comforting him. "He called you specifically because he cares about you. He just might not be ready yet."

"Is that so?" Tang Xin's eyes regained a little color.

The nine members of the Purifiers' group were discussing a collaboration between Phantom Collapse and the Alliance.

As many have speculated, the Doctor did indeed contact the four corners of the Alliance to propose this collaboration. During the event, Phantom Collapse will grant access to people with Sheep-level or higher privileges in the real world and will also provide a lot of resources.

There is only one requirement.

Among those who come to visit the Phantom Collapse, there must be a Domain Lord of the [Mental Collapse] realm. There's no mention of stealing cards or killing people; it's simply an invitation for people to come and visit. No matter how you look at it, this is entirely beneficial to the Alliance. There are dissenting voices within the Spirit Binding Division, but unfortunately, the Alliance operates on a voting system.

All other triangles voted in favor, the event proposal was approved, and the map, levels, and event rules were designed jointly by the Alliance and Phantom Collapse.

Rose: "During the two-week team formation period, we need to rewrite our plans."

The Dark Division's original plan of a month-long preparation period was compressed into half a month.

Mahjong: "Red Queen, have you thought it through?"

Rose: "More stubborn than expected."

Mermaid: "Are you participating in this operation?"

The girl with the mermaid avatar didn't tag anyone, but everyone knew who she was tagging.

After hesitating for a long time, Qi Mengsi silently recited in her heart, and a line of text popped up in the group chat: "I'm guarding the base. Lin Chen hasn't been rescued yet, and the Clown will probably make a move."

“That’s for sure, I’ve received intelligence.” The swordsman’s avatar lit up. “I’ve been following the Joker’s storyline all along, you…”

He hesitated, unsure how to express himself.

Rose is acting strangely this time. Her relationship with Wang Shou is far better than with others. This time, Wang Shou personally went to war, but she didn't go with him.

However, each purger has many things to consider, and it's not convenient for him to interfere.

The rabbit avatar lit up: "I've cracked the top layer of the map, how do we team up now?"

Orange cat: “Meow——”

Rose was startled, then delighted: "Teacher Cat! Do you want to come out and play?"

Rabbit: "Then, Tony, I, Wang Shou, will reserve one more red chess piece. We're still one short."

"Teacher Tony is here, aren't you really coming?"

Rose replied decisively, "I won't go."

The other purgers were now truly puzzled. If they didn't care about Wang Shou, they could understand it as the two sisters having a conflict, or as trusting Wang Shou. But how could the cat-loving twins, who rarely come out, resist the urge to do so?

Mermaid: "@Wang Shou, what's the arrangement for the last person? Should I go?"

The once-decisive reply did not come. Since deciding to take this action without hesitation, Wang Shou's decision has become very hesitant.

Casting is very important; changing the cast can completely change the course of the story.

Silence filled the group chat.

Suddenly, the robot's usually silent icon lit up, drawing the attention of the others.

Robot: "@Wang Shou, the battle is coming to an end, I need a direction."

Rose was the first to step forward: "She can only open her eyes three more times, is it necessary for you?"

The robot's voice was hoarse and chaotic, crackling with electricity: "Lucifer and Falcon have both gained new powers. We must fight this battle; this decision will directly affect the outcome of the war!"

After another period of silence.

The person with the blank profile picture finally spoke: "I understand."

She left the group chat, and the entire group of purgers instantly fell silent.

The unbounded realm, the store of the dead.

The girl in the black robe behind the counter slowly stood up and stepped into the dark room.

She clapped her hands, and the applause echoed in the empty and quiet shop.

On the sofa, the lazy orange cat opened one eye, then lightly jumped off the soft cushion and followed the girl's back with a lithe cat-like gait that seemed disproportionate to its size.

A person and a cat passed through a curtain with a wooden sign that read "No Trespassing" and entered the darkest room in the card shop.

In the dark room, a menacing iron chair sits in the center, with countless cables like black vines extending from the ceiling and floor, converging on the headrest and armrests of the chair.

Without hesitation, the girl in the black robe sat down skillfully; it was both a throne and an instrument of torture.

In the shadows, a robot silently walked over.

Its single eye, flashing red light, scanned the girl, while its other arm rose and steadily placed a metal headband covered with sophisticated instruments on her head.

The cold metal pressed against the warm forehead.

[Identity verification successful, please confirm activation]

The robot's voice echoed in the silent, dark room.

The girl in the black robe closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and calmly uttered a single word: "Start."

hum-

The machine started up, and a emotionless, synthesized electronic voice echoed in her mind.

Please select a unit.

The black-robed girl's lips moved: "Level 7 Fortress - Sky Sanctuary."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was plunged into complete darkness, followed by a burst of billions of rays of light.

That wasn't a scene seen with the eyes, but rather a 360-degree scan of the celestial sanctuary, flashing through countless possibilities for the future.

The first future: Lucifer's enormous black wings blotted out the sky, a jet-black spear of light pierced the chest of Long Yiqiao - Tianlong Meteor DAD, and the Longhuiqiao formation collapsed completely...

veto.

The girl's body trembled violently, and the iron chair creaked under the weight.

The Second Future: A swarm of raptors launches a saturation bombardment, tearing robots to shreds, and flames engulf everything...

veto.

On the console screen, the number representing the consumption of negative square crystals was jumping wildly at an alarming rate.

It was deduced time and time again, and rejected time and time again.

Each rejection was like forcibly twisting a giant wave in the river of time, and she alone bore the brunt of the backlash.

Just when she was about to give up, a completely different scene flashed before her eyes.

Caught.

With her last ounce of willpower, she fixed her entire being on this timeline!

The image gradually became clear.

Above the Sanctuary, the invincible Fallen Angel Legion and the Swift Raptor Flock revealed an extremely small yet fatal flaw in their formation.

The next second, a chain reaction erupted.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no horrific screams.

One, two, ten...

Those enormous war machines, those proud fallen angels, were as if their bones had been removed. Their wings broke, their armor cracked, and they fell silently, one after another, from tens of thousands of meters in the sky.

It was like a black, silent downpour.

It became.

The connection was lost. The girl in the black robe struggled to open her eyes, her whole body drenched in cold sweat, panting heavily.

The whole world was a blurry, double image; only the crimson numbers on the control panel, with their blood-like color, pierced her eyes.

[Calculation complete, optimal path identified]

[This time, 3364.56 grams of negative square crystals were consumed.]

Three thousand three hundred grams of negative square crystal, worth five billion gold points.

Without much rest, the group of people was cleared out, and the blank avatars lit up again, displaying only three simple words: "Choose the right side."

The robot quickly replied: "Received!"

My dark room returned to deathly silence.

The equipment emitted a faint burnt smell after being overloaded, mixed with the crackling sound of electricity.

The cold metal headband was removed by the robot, but the girl in the black robe was still unable to move. She seemed to have all her strength drained away, slumped on the grotesque iron chair.

Cold sweat soaked through his black robe, clinging stickily to his skin and bringing waves of chill.

She blinked hard, and the double images in her vision slowly merged, finally focusing on the string of scarlet numbers on the control panel.

"Meow—" A soft, sweet meow broke the silence.

With a flash of orange light, Tony landed nimbly on the control panel, weaved around several still-steaming cables, and landed in front of the girl in the black robe.

The girl in black robes smiled and reached out to scoop the fat orange cat into her arms.

Then, she buried her face in the orange cat's warm and soft fur, took a deep breath, and inhaled the cat's pleasant, fluffy scent.

It felt as if the whole world was just this warm touch and the soothing sound of snoring in my ears.

She hugged the cat, contentedly lay down on the cold control panel, and slowly fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)