Star Iron: Imaginary numbers? Dude, I play with quantum reconstruction.

"boom--"

The plane crashed on Sunday, high in the sky, and the celestial ring behind it also lost its light.

"Sea Patrol Knight...you..."

"I've been putting up with you for too long! If it weren't for your pitiful look, like you'd just lost your father, I would have shot you in the butt already!"

"Don't worry, everyone. We, the Sea Patrol Knights, have experienced this situation countless times. But it has never taken my life!"

Portio removed the lenses from his eye mask. "Man!"

"Flame, metal, gale, elbow strike!"

"The most manly! The perfect match!"

"Man!8 helicopter—T824—has been acquired!"

The floor was covered with mirrors, reflecting light. When the reflected paths were perfectly constructed, the Man! 8 helicopter—T824—appeared on the scales.

Unlike previous helicopters, even the landing gear has been upgraded to four powerful Black Mamba elbows, making the entire fuselage nearly three times larger.

Qiong's eyes widened. "A cheat code? There's a cheat code."

Danheng: "This is...his stuff?"

March 7th: "What an ugly look."

Walter: "The design is indeed very bold, with no consideration given to aerodynamics."

"No time for sentimentality, get on board." Xing flipped over and entered the helicopter.

On Sunday, he stood up and stared intently at the helicopter that was about to take off.

"Does day and night coexist? Are angels and mortals the same? If man is born weak, where is the salvation for the weak?"

"Since you all wish to escape punishment in this way, to flee from the balance of justice on these countless rocks, then the almighty and powerful strings of harmony are at my command—your acclaimed tuner—the 'Sounding Choir' Dominix!"

Thousands of mechanical puppets rose into the air, mending the shattered heavens and earth. They then formed a cocoon of light...

Suddenly, a blood-stained sword pierced through the cocoon of light, and the choir was unharmed, except that the baton they had been holding had transformed into that blood-stained knight's sword.

"Don't try to escape, step forward and admit your guilt, you greedy coward!"

On the other side ————

"It's started? It's a bit smaller than I expected. The protective barrier should be disappearing."

"Let him destroy his own ideal paradise, along with everyone else. Is this your plan? Your second gift?"

"It's more like a fantasy that a planet could survive intact under the full firepower of two Envoys. The plan? I just wanted to see if the harmony of two equal parts was the order, but now it seems that's not the case."

"As for this destructive feast, it was expected, only it happened much earlier than anticipated."

......

The longsword sliced ​​through the shattered sky, tearing apart the entire golden moment.

Even so, they couldn't reach T824 in the sky. With absolute elbow strike power and 8200 hours and 341 days of flight experience, a crash could only remain an impossible dream.

"With this level of accuracy, even I, blind as I am, could achieve it! You think you can hit me again? I won't fall for the same trick twice! Here, I'll give you two big shots!"

Two missiles precisely struck God's blindfold on Sunday, adding a touch of hazy beauty to Him.

"So noisy—"

(Poteo: I'm a bot, I'm a bot, I'm the strongest bot! Hahaha! Bingo binbinbingo~ bagobago qiaqiaqia~)

The sword cleaved the earth, and the cracks began at the golden moment, from which deep layers of memory surged forth, gradually engulfing Pinocchio.

(Pinocone: Hmm, hehehehe ahhhhh!)

At this moment, the entirety of Asdna transformed into an absolute sea of ​​memory.

The fragments of Pinocchio were swallowed by the base of the chorus of chorus, becoming part of Him, including all those on it.

He descended from the stars, and His body became magnificent, growing stronger through devouring... until He completely surpassed the vanished Pinocchio.

Behind the choir, the knight taller than Him had not yet made a move; He simply watched quietly...

Even though Pinocone no longer exists.

Potio frantically pressed the fire button, yelling, "What the hell is this thing? I can't break it!"

"What the hell are these two things? Mikhail, help... wait, your grave's been blown up. You give me a hat and expect me to fight these things? Are you crazy? Are you suggesting I use a clock trick to make him laugh? Damn it, that's bullshit!"

"No, brother. We still have our last trump card," Xing said calmly and confidently.

Dan Heng: "To form an alliance with Jade Oath?"

March 7th: "Could it be Hua Wu's Fierce Tiger Sword? Oh right, where did he go?"

“No, none of those. It’s this,” Xing said, taking out a cone of light.

Qiong looked at the thing and suddenly understood, "You won't live either? You want to trade one for one with this thing? But there are two inside."

Xing retorted, "Aren't you human?"

Qiong felt very strange. How could something so big be killed by this small cone of light? "I... don't I have any other way? What if I can't kill it?"

"Stop arguing! He's locked onto me!" Potio was very sensitive to danger; he sensed death.

The next moment, the longsword plunged into an inconspicuous planet, while God Sun held a baton in his hand.

The turbulent imaginary numbers can create ripples, and this time Potio had no way to avoid them.

As everyone waited for the helicopter to crash, Qiong took a step forward, his figure becoming ethereal as he walked straight out of the flying helicopter.

Xing was completely dumbfounded. Was this some kind of free kill? What the hell? "Don't give up! Your health bar isn't that long!"

The firefly reached out and tried to grab something, but it caught nothing.

"No, I can sense it. Now is the last chance, and also the best chance."

"The meaning of 'preservation': The resolve to prevent what is broken from breaking again, the awareness to sacrifice oneself in danger."

"It has nothing to do with power, nothing to do with choice. It is to free those who exist from death, to make them break free from fixed paths."

"So what if it's the Envoy's rule? Rules are meant to be broken!"

He strolled through the starry sky, and with each step he took, the flames on his spear grew ever brighter.

"Turn the tide! Creation Engine! Activate!"

The flames of the Flame Spear turned from gold to blue and shattered before the sky's eyes.

"With my shattered body, I protect those who have not yet perished! I, on behalf of all living beings, urge you to rise!"

Meanwhile, Kyō's thoughts had traveled to another universe, a place called the Gate of Fate.

The light of amber shone upon him, and the giant amber hammer fell upon him.

A powerful arm tears through the starry sky, and a creation engine the size of Dominix makes its appearance.

Chapter 300 Qiong: Man, what can I say?

"What...what is this?"

"A creation engine? But... this thing shouldn't be..."

"Is this why Hua Wu hasn't appeared?"

"When did you buy the cheat, bro?"

"This thing looks better than my helicopter, Mr. Nameless, take him down!"

......

Before everyone could figure out what was going on, Qiong activated the Creation Engine and charged forward.

"If my seniors hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten that I had a backup hidden mech that I hadn't used yet. Sure enough, the protagonist's treatment is different. Just a mere Domi... Sunday. Watch me take your head in a minute."

"The will to preserve!"

The gigantic flame spear was summoned, and he gripped it with powerful hands. "Flame Spear - Charge!"

The azure mecha crashed into Dominix at speeds exceeding the speed of light, stopping the instant it struck.

It only took two seconds; the entire process happened within two seconds. When they looked again, the spearhead had already pierced God Sunday's right arm.

Qiong drew her Flame Spear. "Sorry, you guys fired first."

The hole that had been pierced through was gradually repaired, the baton in his hand was replaced by a knight's sword, and the Infinite Captain behind him also began to move.

"The scales of justice hang high for eternity; we have ascended to the heavens and become the sun that never sets."

"Now, with the scales of justice, I will judge your crimes!"

The creation engine was sealed off by chains on all sides, and was also locked by a platform directly below it.

The gravity of half a galaxy pressed him down so hard he couldn't stand, and even the flaming spear in his hand slipped from his grasp.

Even though Qiong was jumping around inside the creation engine, it couldn't change the fact that the creation engine remained motionless. "Damn... Infinite Chief is so cunning? I'm really impressed!"

On Sunday, God mechanically raised the blood-stained knight's sword, "With billions of wraths as my sword, I will burn away your sins; this sword shall judge all crimes!"

Without any hindrance, the sword pierced through the creation engine, an absolute numerical crushing and an absolute advantage in the arena.

As expected, Qiong's plane crashed.

Qiong: Man, what can I say?

......

Inside the Man 8 helicopter—

Looking at the locked creation engine, Portio, who was about to pop a champagne, asked blankly, "That's it?"

Xingye was completely bewildered. "No newbie protection period? All that 'protection, hope, life' stuff. You just got screwed over like that? Dude, where did you buy this from a street vendor?!"

Clearly, this result was unexpected.

In a mere half-minute, Qiong transformed despair into hope and then hope into despair.

Seeing this, March 7th looked at Himeko and asked, "Himeko, where did Huawu's sword go?"

Himeko looked at Welt, remembering that Welt had kept that sword of unknown effectiveness close to his body, claiming that the safe couldn't protect against the stars.