Collapse, crossing Otto, the road to becoming a god

The blond man waited, looking confident.

He was sure.

The inescapable weaving has been accomplished, the imperceptible guidance is all in place.Next, he just had to wait quietly like a hunter, watching Void Manzo, the prey he had been hunting for a long time, consciously fall into the trap he had prepared for her.

The first reason is just that everyone carries the sedan chair and talks about business flattery.

Otto would not be so stupid as to really hang his life on his trust in the bottom line of others.

Neither does artificial intelligence.

Otto Apokalis trusted no one.Including himself.

The technology sent by Gray Snake to penetrate deep into the core of Void Manzo was the reason why he dared to hand over the core of Lili to Void Manzo.

The data World Snake gave to redeem Raven and Jackal was part of Void Manzo's root algorithm - it was not comprehensive, otherwise he would have directly invaded Void Manzo.

He probably gave it away because he thought that the key to revelation would never come back anyway.

This is also the reason why he was able to traumatize Siegfried's consciousness after Void Manzo induced him to become weak.

Once you master the source, you master a lot.

The "command algorithm" he developed through the Destiny Computer and the deduction of the power of Kong Manzo itself further deconstructed Kong Manzo and exerted the influence of "Otto" without violating the basic operating circuit.

If the core instructions cannot be changed, then make certain adjustments - adjustments that are beneficial to him.

"That's fair, my old friend,"

Otto said with a smile, waving his hands like flying,

"From now on, I will trust the tools that obey me, and you will only have to surrender to me on the road to fight against Honkai, so as to get everything you want."

"Freedom, mission, I don't mind arriving with you."

"Actually, this is also a back-up move - your back-up move to deconstruct the core of Li and Li. You also know that the Li-law practitioners of this generation are simply centipede insects, dead but not stiff."

"I don't think a god's key has the confidence to subdue the core of this world's disciplinarian."

"And if you are instinctively loyal to me, I certainly will not stand idly by when you are defeated by that Walter."

The golden bracelet on his wrist is slowly circling, as if he is thinking.

After a long time, the screen of Otto's organization changed rapidly, playing with the data the man had just imported.

"Are you really going to fight against Honkai?" Void Manzo used Cecilia's synthesized voice.

Otto tilted his head and showed a bright smile:

“It’s such an easy target for power peddling, such a fun thing to do – why not?”

Golden silk threads were wrapped around the black-red isolation box, and a line of text gradually froze on the screen. Void Wanzang's tone of suppressed excitement rang in the room:

"it is good."

……

Europe, the headquarters of Destiny, the center of the floating island.

For ten years, this has been the place where the bishop announced important events. Only today, people remember that this is also the place where S-class Valkyries are awarded.

All the Valkyries who are at the Destiny Headquarters or who want to come to the Destiny Headquarters to observe are gathered here to celebrate the birth of the first S-class Valkyrie of this century, Bianca Hollandelle Ataljina, in the past 12 years. .

But that doesn't mean the scene will become solemn.

In fact, under the intentional planning of a certain bishop, a certain mother, and a certain maid costume enthusiast, this celebration was indeed grand, but not so solemn.

After all, a certain goose is already serious. If it is made to look like a god descending into the world, the goose will only become more aloof and sacred in the minds of other Valkyries.

It is an age-old truth that it is always cold to be at high places; becoming a god in people's hearts will only make them lonely.

But when "people" get close to "gods" and find that the so-called "gods" are just idiots, then "people" will easily get rid of their scruples of "don't get close to the sun", and then because of their instinct of admiring the strong and It's close.

Of course, there are inevitably people with ulterior motives among them, but if such a thing really exists - then a certain destined bishop and a certain maid costume enthusiast will not be sleepy!

All in all, the awarding ceremony was turned into a happy party by Otto and others.

Three o'clock in the afternoon, headquarters center.

The small bells on the artificial tree clearly reflected the yellow light, the tassels on the exquisite warm-colored lamps trembled, and the low-hanging velvet curtains fluttered in the central ballroom accompanied by melodious dance music.

Guests arrived one after another. What attracted them was generally not the excitement, but they were also infected by the joyful atmosphere and walked into the magnificent Tianming Grand Ballroom that had been temporarily transformed.

They can find some like-minded or already close friends at this banquet, and develop feelings during the dance - regardless of whether they are men or women, and usually they are women.

After all, there are already a minority of men on the Destiny Floating Island, and there are even fewer who are qualified to participate in this dance.

There is a dining table on the second floor in the center. The surface is covered with candles and flowers, and a variety of delicacies are placed on it.

Needless to say, its richness and preciousness cannot be compared with even modern banquets.

After all, this is destiny.

"You can bend a little here - I can support your weight. Besides, there is this place..."

Hollander stood in the center of the ballroom, correcting her movements seriously to the Valkyrie dancing with her.

Today's girl is dressed more formally. She is wearing a slim-fitting black tuxedo that is simple and concise. It is handmade, low-key and luxurious, and it also adds a bit of beauty to her.

Her pretty face was lightly made up, and the delicate and straight bridge of her nose and lips became even more elegant under the make-up artist's pen. The peaks of her eyebrows were as sharp as blades, adding a bit of sharpness to the girl's clear, watery eyes.

When the jazz music sounded in varying degrees, the Valkyries danced one after another, but invariably formed a circle around Hollander.

From time to time, one of them would leave the circle, and in the dim and gentle light, his arms would be held by the girl they admired, and they would sing and dance, and the fragrance would fill the air.

"Okay, that way, don't worry, I will put my arm around your waist..."

Youlandel said softly.She has always been like this, and she has to do everything to perfection.

Even if she was encouraged by Rita and others to do the manly dance.

However, the Valkyrie opposite her seemed not to have heard what she said, staring at Youlandel with a face obsessed with her, and the temperament of a little fangirl was clearly revealed.

It wasn't until Youlandel's words fell that she suddenly woke up and said: "I am willing... no, no, no! Thank you Lord Youlandel!"

"The bishop made a request of me,"

Youlandel was a little hesitant and her face turned red, but she still said it,

"Uh... when someone calls me Lord Youlandel, I need to reply, 'You can call me Sister Youlandel.' Okay, the song is over and it's time for us to be next. Goodbye!"

"Next one...hum!"

Valkyrie looked back, gave the person behind her a sharp look, then changed her face at the speed of light, and when she turned her head, her eyes were filled with uncontrollable joy:

"Thank you sister Youlandel for dancing with me! I wish you will become stronger and stronger!"

"I will become stronger!" Youlandel waved her hand seriously, and the hair on her forehead floated, causing cheers from the enthusiastic fans around her.

The little Valkyrie turned around three times and left Hollander's side, walked to a corner, secretly looked up at the beautiful girl in the center of the stage, and laughed infatuatedly:

"Hehe... Master Youlandel asked me to call you sister... Sister Youlandel... My sister's body smells good... My sister's arms are warm... Hehe, Sister Youlandel..."

"Okay, another crazy one."

In the shadow next to the dining table on the second floor, Otto held his forehead and sighed, while Cecilia had already covered her lips, laughing and coughing intermittently.

Only Rita stood upright and maintained the elegance of a perfect maid, but there was a doting smile in her eyes.

"I just said she doesn't need a man,"

The blond man rolled his eyes at Cecilia, reached out and patted Cecilia on the back to comfort her.

"The Queen of Ten Thousand Genes can be inherited. When she attends weddings, she will always be the one wearing a suit."

"No way,"

The white-haired woman finally regained her breath and retorted softly,

"I'm not as charming as little Bianca."

"Yes, yes, you are as gentle as water, and Xiao Goose is your boyfriend who is extremely powerful,"

Otto admitted, poured a glass of red wine and handed it to Cecilia,

"The styles are quite different, each with its own characteristics."

Yes, although the pretty face of the girl at the center of the stage is very similar to her mother, her temperament is completely different.

Cecilia has a tenderness in her bones that makes people want to lie in her arms and fall asleep.

But Youlandel's face was full of the heroic spirit of a girl, trying hard to make herself shine.

It was obviously the moon, but it grew into the sun, Otto thought.

"You are also the heroine today, Cecilia,"

The blond man touched the white-haired woman's head,

"Why don't you go out and have fun with your mask on? You're so beautifully dressed, it's unreasonable not to attend the dance."

Today, Cecilia is wearing a dress designed by Otto himself. The blue dress outlines her slender waist. Her slightly exposed breasts show plump curves under the moonlight. Her slender legs are closed in front of her. Bottom, the butterfly wings on her ankles added a bit of lightness to her.

The dress is flowing and elegant, with orchids flowing on it, diamonds twinkling, and the layered skirt undulating with the wind, blooming in dreamlike colors under the light of the sky.

The dark blue ribbon went around her carefully tied bun, and together with her curly hair hanging around her ears, fell on her exposed beautiful shoulders and neck. The velvet ribbon also had delicate pistils swaying.

The curved eyebrows also shine with the gentle and flowing luster of pearls under the light of the stars. There is a confident smile on the delicate red lips. The perfect lip shape is dotted with a thin layer of lip glaze, which looks even better under the light. The hair is crystal clear, making people dream of having a kiss.

"Um……"

Cecilia tilted her head and thought about the scene after she went down, then laughed and shook her head:

"How can I, as a grown-up, steal the spotlight from my children?"

"Do you think these are all fake fans of Xiaowan?"

Otto pointed to the Valkyries in the corner who were looking crazy due to the beauty of Randall, and said.

"What if the fans who admire me are more powerful?"

Cecilia took a sip of red wine and said with a smile,

"Those who regarded me as their idol back then are probably still in high positions today, right? Look - my cousin Maria is at the head of the Shaniyat family! She must be helping me!"

Otto glanced at the woman watching at the dance, and saw a girl with chestnut hair and pink eyes next to her, and raised his eyebrows.

"You said they will use their power to help you divert traffic?"