The armor summoner will not be involved in the event

Yang Wuqu chuckled and looked down upon Qianbian Xiudenan who was taking a defensive stance.

"It's just a slight adjustment of the body shape. What's so surprising about that? Most of the people in the Red World know this universal and simple method of freedom, right?"

There was nothing wrong with what he said. Xiudenan's appearance was not the Chimera he is now, but was closer to the appearance of a heavy-armored knight in medieval Western Europe. This method of changing one's appearance is like a skin with no bonus. In direct proportion to its tactical value, its learning difficulty is extremely low.

But this man obviously wasn't the type to change his appearance by changing into a skin that provided no additional benefit.

The warrior's heart told Xiu Denan that the person opposite him was a monster like Yan Di.

The standing posture is natural and seems as if every part of the body is vulnerable, but in fact the half-mobilized muscles can react at the fastest speed to kill the invading enemy.

Although he seemed to be nonchalant, his eyes actually glanced at his weak points such as the neck and abdominal joints.

There is also the malice that is as endless as a wave and as sticky and thick as grease.

Even if it weren't for Xiu Denan, who had many years of combat experience, no one would think that the other party was a good person.

He raised the sacred weapon, the Divine Iron Ruyi, and transformed it into a steel spear, aiming it at Yang Wuqu.

"Gun-stick type weapons, I miss them a little bit."

Such words came out from Yang Wuqu's mouth.

The next moment, he came in front of Xiu Denan.

"I was beaten by my own second brother with this thing many times in the past. I have almost gotten used to getting close to my opponent before he can use this weapon."

When these words reached Xiu Denan's ears, he had already been decomposed.

Bellpeolpe, who was standing by, witnessed the man opening his powerful arms, hugging Xiudenan, and strangling him to death. Like a skilled butcher, he cut Xiudenan into thirteen pieces without any pain.

"How can it be!"

As the words came out of his mouth, a turbid purple flame came out. His black sunglasses fell to the ground, and the light of life began to disappear from Xiu Denan's eyes.

"That's... three quarters."

He raised his leg and rolled it, and thirteen pieces of meat burning with turbid purple flames flew in front of the Kaihuang Dragon and were swallowed by one of the dragon heads.

"Military advisor... or do you prefer the title of staff officer? Guess what three quarters refers to and what the remaining quarter refers to. If you guess correctly, there will be a reward. If you guess incorrectly, there will be a punishment."

A malicious smile was revealed in front of the three remaining ministers, and the pure white flames formed an exquisite free style in the air.

"It's better if your reward and punishment are not the same."

A somewhat tired voice came from below, attracting the attention of both of them - to be more precise, only Bellpeol's attention.

"Can't you get some more sleep, Pojun? I'm using your body to use my abilities, and based on my actual experience, the side effects so far are probably equivalent to staying up all night for three days."

Yang Wuqu, who had paid much more attention to his nephew from the beginning to the end than to a mere Red World Demon King, asked with concern.

"That's why I woke up now."

He forced himself to straighten up, and the feeling of being detached from the world as if he were almost ascending to heaven surged up in his mind all the time. Yang Weiwu was thinking entirely with the help of something other than the human brain.

The slender fingers grabbed the hem of Bellepeole's skirt and tore off a piece of cloth.

Before this thing completely turned into light golden fire powder and disappeared, Yang Weiwu blocked his nose.

"After all, I don't want to drink my own nosebleed."

Because the torn piece of cloth was large enough and disappeared slower than he expected, the bleeding had stopped in short order.

The two heterochromatic eyes, one deep red and one pale blue, then turned to look at the man standing on the pure white flame.

"Are you wearing colored contact lenses?"

"No, I told you I hate putting foreign objects in my eyes."

Gently rubbing his temple, Yang Weiwu continued: "It's just a temporary reconciliation with another me, or it can be said to be a Soviet-German non-aggression pact."

"I have to correct your wording. From the perspective of metaphysics, or mysticism, the rules of our world are that only consciousness determines a person's self, and the soul is just a shell of consciousness. Even if you have two souls, you essentially only have one consciousness. Even if you actually have a conflict with yourself, it's just like wanting to kill your yesterday self after Singles' Day."

"From a scientific perspective - or more precisely, from a medical perspective, your situation is not even split personality, let alone split personality. Of course, if you enjoy having another self to accompany you, split personality is only a matter of time, but as a doctor, I still hope you can find friends other than yourself. Don't let a failed attempt at making friends put you in a lifelong shadow that you can't get over. You should know that many people have been deceived or hurt by more than one friend. If you don't try making friends, how can you become the one who hurts others?"

"Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

Yang Weiwu twisted his neck, and the silver-purple Absolute Scorpion and the silver-blue Vortex Sea Octopus fell on his shoulders.

“Don’t teach your children that kind of thing.”

The 42-yard kick went straight towards Yang Wuqu's goal, but was blocked by him with a brick.

It was made by Yang Weiwu himself to win people over with virtue.

"You will be beaten if you don't give face to your father like this."

A flying brick was thrown out, and the white flame formed a free style in mid-air, increasing the acceleration to a level that a normal human could not throw.

The platinum-colored slash landed on the brick, and the finger-thick Emperor War Dragon's azure eyes stared at the guy who attacked the summoner.

Looking at Yang Weiwu, whose face was gradually becoming more sour, and the dragon who was eyeing him covetously, Yang Wuqu showed a smile that was one part disdain, two parts indifference, and seven parts arrogance.

"You're smiling with a crooked mouth because half of your face was beaten to death by your tank-driving friend."

The smile froze.

"Well, Pojun, I don't remember raising you to be such an aggressive child... Well, maybe I do hope that you will develop in an aggressive direction, but I don't want you to develop in this aggressive direction!"

"You can act like a child even though you're in your twenties mentally. Are you on the same level as those giant babies in their thirties?"

No swear words were used, but the insult did cross the line in Yang Wuqu's heart.

People of his age can't stand those so-called top stars who are thirty years old but still have no shame or acting skills and whose fans don't even know how they got them. Comparing him with such people is a great insult in itself.

So Yang Wuqu’s face immediately turned dark.

"Pojun, Dad, my original plan was to let that staff officer choose one of the two and then enjoy her expression of fear, calmness or whatever, and then throw her directly to Kaihuanglong to fill his stomach."

Ignoring Bellpeol's subtle change in expression, Yang Wuqu continued, "After that, the global live broadcast I scheduled will begin, and then we can have a good theatrical battle worthy of the name of Ultimate Armor."

"By then, the whole world will know that a hero named Yang Pojun saved the world."

To this, Yang Wuqu's dear nephew responded:

“Why should I save the world?”

“…Because the world is in crisis.”

“Why is the world in crisis?”

"Because this Armored Emperor Dragon I made has the power to destroy the world after devouring enough Crimson World disciples, and I lifted the three laws of robotics for it. If nothing unexpected happens, after it is fully activated, the Armored Emperor Dragon will start to destroy the world starting from Japan."

"Oh."

Yang Weiwu nodded and began to sort out everything according to his own understanding.

"So, you are the reason why the world is facing a devastating crisis. And according to you, the Kaihuang Dragon has not yet been activated."

"You can fill any deck with three mythical gods. No matter how many cards your opponent has, you will choose to summon them first and then attack. According to your card-playing history, you specially made such a thing and kept it until now. The only reason is that you don't have enough energy or it is set to activate it by inserting four Crimson World Disciples and Crimson World Demon Kings."

"So you fuck..."

He was stuck for a while because he forgot Bellpeol's name.

"So you messed with her purely for fun. The more risk there is of failure, the more excited you are, because difficulty brings fun."

Yang Wuqu had just clapped his hands and was about to shout "Correct answer" and explain his intention when he was interrupted by Yang Weiwu.

"And then, like, saving the world or something like that has nothing to do with me."

A golden light spread out beside him, and the Emperor of Light War Dragon, which was as thick as a finger, passed through it directly, turning into a giant dragon over two meters thick.

"From a subjective point of view, this is a housecleaning."

"From an objective point of view—"

"It wouldn't have happened at all, so there would be no need to save the world."

"The Emperor of Light fights the dragon!"

At the command, the Origin Armored Beast let out a long dragon roar towards the dragon-snake body hovering in the sky.

A golden light sheet with a green wind eagle logo unfolded in front of the dragon's mouth.

"You you you you you you...you can't fucking do this, you can't do this!"

"Pojun, I have been working hard in another world for so many years with my remaining willpower, and this time I just want to have a little fun. Don't you even want to fulfill such a small wish?"

"War Dragon Piercing Wind Cannon——"

Completely ignoring the man, the silver-purple elemental elf bent its tail needle like a cannon barrel, and the high-concentration Absolute Element bombarded Bellpeol in the form of a cannonball, turning it into a purple rock hill, and then sinking into the ground.

Seeing that the nephew was totally disrespectful and was about to use the "Italian cannon" to attack his father with one hand, and was about to use the few "keys" to start the "toilet" with the other hand, Yang Wuqu......

A look of joy appeared on his face.

"Okay, okay, Daddy is very satisfied with your attitude of not paying any attention to old people."

Most people would indeed feel annoyed if the next generation of relatives they raised did not obey their requests or opinions, but Yang Wu Qu would not.

This rebellious man always felt that after his second brother changed the child from "afraid that the school is not violent enough" to "not caring whether there is violence in the school or not", his eldest nephew was like Icarus in shackles.

Even though he had the wings (heterogeneous soul) given by Daedalus (Yang Wu Qu), he couldn't even fly into the sky.

Is this good?

This is not good.

Fortunately, Icarus (Yang Weiwu) still yearns for the sky after all.

So he broke the chains and is spreading his wings.

Then, it is obvious what Daedalus (Yang Wu Qu) is going to do -

Shoot it down with your own hands.

Is it weird?

Daedalus was heartbroken after his son's death and died in Sicily in grief. So did he never think of saving his son's life even if it meant stopping him from flying into the sky?

Expecting children to fly to the sky (to show themselves), but also pulling down their wings because they want to fly to the sky (succumbing to their desire to dominate)——

It is just like the fact that literati like to force women of good character into prostitution and persuade prostitutes to become good women. It seems contradictory, but in fact they can coexist harmoniously.

Therefore, Yang Wuqu never thought that the decisions he made on impulse, which were often just because he felt rebellious, were of any importance.

As an adult, Yang Wuqu is well aware that one should not put all his eggs in one basket, so he naturally has a backup means of activating the Kaihuang Dragon.

It's just swallowing four red world demon kings.

"【God's Gate】."

One step before the Emperor of Light’s war dragon attacked, Yang Wu Qu activated the Freedom Technique.

The golden light cannon passed through the light post and turned into millions of light blue light bullets, bombarding the Kaihuang Dragon.

The explosion swept across the sky, and pale blue and crimson eyes half-opened as they stared at the smoke and dust.

【246】If it’s not closed, it’s open?

[Are those really your family members? ]

LISA expressed some doubts about Yang Weiwu's behavior of beating the opponent to death.

With his noble computing power and search system, he directly confirmed that a man had just moved through space and his target was the body of the Armored Emperor Dragon on top.

Regarding this, a man who directly borrowed the Shura Armor Summoning Device as an external brain was clear about it.

"You can tell this kind of thing by looking at the face."

Although he sounded weak, his words were surprisingly cold—or indifferent.

[I mean, your attack just now...]

"The Five Elements Killing Technique used by the Emperor of Light Dragon is just a move corresponding to the Wood Element. After all, this world is still based on the power of existence and magic power. Things like mind energy are not so legal, so that attack may not be able to kill the Armored Emperor Dragon, which uses the power of existence and may even use magic power for energy."

Of course, there is also the reason that the Emperor Armor and Armored Beasts in the non-armor world do not have the authority to fill in their own data with their feet like administrators. Even if the basic value of this set of armor itself is high enough, the summoner is ultimately just an ordinary human.

If armor is regarded as muscles, the stronger it is, the greater a person's strength is, then the summoner is undoubtedly the skeleton.

If the bones are not strong enough, they will be injured by the strength of the muscles.

[So, you probably won't be able to defeat the opponent just by relying on the armored beast. ]