Knight Asylum

"You want to...give me the right to choose?"

"We are looking for other possibilities together," Red raised his hand and pointed to the top of his head, "For example, this Desire Grand Prix, isn't it because you want to find other possibilities that you come here?"

"..."

Luo Xiu'ao raised his head and followed Red's finger to the ceiling of the Desire Grand Prix competition venue. He could see the people behind this disguise.

No matter being treated as a clown, being despised, or being used, he just wanted to realize the wish that he could not fulfill even with the power of God.

"They may not be able to fulfill my wish."

"Hmm? Then we'll destroy them—"

Reid blinked, his tone extremely calm.

He did not hate desire, just as Mitsuo Hongo showed him, desire is the driving force of human evolution. It is because of constant desire that humans have everything they have today.

But this is the Grand Prix of Desire, and he smelled a strong malice called capital from the Grand Prix.

If there is no way to fulfill its promises, then capital will become the largest cancer in the world, with no value to progress.

Keep it for the New Year?

He and King can ignore the digitization of the belt, but what about ordinary people?

"..."

"I see," Luo Xiu'ao nodded.

Tsumurai, who had already prepared herself mentally for her appearance, had tears in her eyes and was shaking her head rapidly like a rattle.

"No, I don't want it, please - this is really weird!"

The game administrator raised his hand, placed his hand on Tsumurai's shoulder and spoke softly to comfort her.

"Calm down, things are not as bad as you think! As long as their wishes can be fulfilled, it will be fine! You should believe in the ability of the organizers of the Desire Grand Prix!"

"Really, can their wish really come true?" Tsumuri cautiously tested it and then looked at Luo Xiu'ao on the screen on the side.

Leaving aside Reid and King, the existence of Luo Xiu'ao was beyond her understanding. She always had a terrifying premonition that Luo Xiu could actually see them.

"Of course!"

Under the repeated assurances of the game administrator, Tsumurai had no choice but to walk into the competition venue of the Desire Grand Prix with a stiff expression and a forced smile like a mask.

"Masked Riders, welcome to the competition site of the Desire Grand Prix—"

"Win the Desire Grand Prix and you will have the right to realize your ideal world."

Blank answer sheets that looked like those used in variety shows fell into everyone's hands.

The familiar opening remarks made Ukiyo Hidetoshi, who was doubting his life, feel a little more realistic.

No matter how exaggerated these three people perform, they can never defeat the organizers of the Desire Grand Prix.

Staring at the blank wish card in his hand, Ukiyo Hidetoshi's expression gradually became heavy.

That is the genuine power of creation. No matter how outrageous the wish is, it can be realized. He has tested it many times, but this power of creation is in the hands of the organizers of the Desire Grand Prix. The channels for realizing all wishes are strictly controlled. Wishes that will damage or touch the core of the organizers of the Desire Grand Prix cannot be written on this wish card.

After filling out this wish, Hidetoshi Ukiyo let out a long breath and looked in the direction of Reid and the other two.

He was very curious about what kind of wishes the three people who appeared in that way would make?

Red looked around at the wish card in his hand, biting the pen cap and fell into deep thought.

First of all, the paper was so small that there was no way to write down all his wishes. Secondly, the pen was not an ink pen, but some kind of electronic pen, which seemed to be able to scan what he was thinking onto the wish card.

"Is it true that I can only write one wish at a time?"

Reid was somewhat helpless and raised his hand to brush it with a pen.

He is not a devil, and he would not write something that would make things difficult for people, such as making him the creator god.

Young people should be down-to-earth and start with the simplest wishes, taking one step at a time.

[Let Daguba die immediately]

Chapter 811: Your Desire Grand Prix is ​​not good! Not a single wish can be fulfilled!

N Daguba Jeba

The king who reigns over the Gurongi clan, the terrifying existence that Baruba fears and describes as that thing, described by Gadou as having already surpassed the limits of the Gurongi clan, as being as strong as an unknown nightmare, and also Kuuga's destined opponent.

Red was not afraid of Daguba.

Even if Daguba appeared in front of him now, he would fight with him with all his might.

But, God knows how terrible casualties the battle with Daguba will cause, so if there is a chance to kill Daguba with one click, he will definitely kill Daguba with one click without hesitation.

Under Red's gaze, the wish for Daguba's immediate death appeared on the wish card, and then slowly faded away.

Simply put, Dame.

Red groaned in disappointment.

When Kiryu Sento told him that the belt could not digitize him, he actually had a premonition that the way the Desire Grand Prix would realize his wishes was probably to digitize them and then modify them.

Daguba will only be stronger than he is now. If they can't even handle his data, then they probably can't handle Daguba's data either.

So it’s not okay to write that Luo Xiu’ao will die.

Red glanced at Luo Xiuao, who seemed to be in a daze staring at the wish card, and tried to touch the wish card with the pen in his hand.

[Let Luo Xiu'ao die immediately]

Just like the writing about Daguba's death, the entire process from the appearance to the disappearance of the words took less than three seconds.

"..."

【Let the devil disappear from this world immediately】

This time the words lasted a full five seconds before disappearing.

【Make the one who is creating AgitΩ disappear. 】

I don't know if I can make the guy who created AgitΩ disappear, but the wish that Red wrote on the wish card disappeared.

Sure enough?

Red frowned and thought for a while, then raised his brows slightly and brushed with a pen.

[Prevent the power of AgitΩ from appearing in this world in any form]

As if there was a server delay, the text on the wish card was stuck for a while and then disappeared.

Reid tutted in displeasure.

Red was shocked, but no one else seemed to be impressed. However, Tsumuri was so frightened that her heart almost burst out of her throat. She walked quickly forward and asked with gritted teeth.

"Please! What's the problem?"

Ukiyo Hidetoshi also looked over curiously.

He had been paying attention to what was happening on Red's side, so he also saw Red writing wishes on the wish card.

It seems that Reid's wish was also denied by the organizers of the Desire Grand Prix, and it was denied several times.

What kind of wish would be denied so many times by the Desire Grand Prix?

Could it be that... this man wanted to find out the true identity of the organizer of the Desire Grand Prix from the beginning? !

"Ah—never mind it."

Red smiled and walked to King's side and curiously looked over. King had just written his name on the wish card.

【Let God Die Immediately】

"King, I think you should make some more realistic wishes," Red suggested kindly.

Looking at the blank Desire Card, King let out an unhappy sound and raised his pen to make a stroke.

[Let all angels die immediately]

As expected, this wish disappeared.

"Is it true that such a wish is not possible? King, let me tell you, I have a bold guess. Could it be that the Desire Grand Prix encourages contestants to wish to be self-reliant?" Reid raised his hand and placed it on King's shoulder.

"Self-reliance?"

King was stunned, nodded thoughtfully, and then raised his hand to swipe on the wish card.

[Give me the power to kill gods and angels in seconds]

"Wow - King, you are so cautious. You actually used the word 'instant kill'," Red exclaimed. "I thought you would say 'knock down'."

"There are so many ways to interpret the word 'overthrow', but -" King was a little impatient as he watched the words gradually disappear, "It's meaningless to modify the content of a wish that can't be fulfilled."

"Hmm - maybe this wish is too ambiguous?"

Reid thought for a moment and then scribbled on the desire card.

[Make me 100 million times stronger than I am now]

The text disappeared, but Red was not very annoyed. After all, 100 million was too outrageous, and he just wanted to test whether the Desire Grand Prix could strengthen him.

[Make me a million times stronger than I am now]

The words disappeared, but Red still had patience.

[Make me a thousand times stronger than I am now]

The text...disappeared.

"Eh!? Did I make an outrageous wish? You can't even fulfill such a simple wish, and you dare say you can fulfill all wishes!"

"sorry Sorry sorry!"

Although she didn't know what wish Red made, Tsumurai was still frightened by Fuji and bent down repeatedly to apologize.

Luo Xiuao, who was struggling over whether to write down his wish, hesitated for a moment when he saw Red complaining.

Red looks like an honest child and would never write a wish that is too outrageous. Even Red's wish cannot be fulfilled, so is it really possible for his wish to come true?

Luo Xiuao raised his hand and waved the pen.

Give me the power to resurrect the dead

"..."

The text has not disappeared.

This wish, the Desire Grand Prix can come true.

"Ah - no, no, this Desire Grand Prix is ​​really a scam - it can't fulfill any desires at all -"

"I'm sorry - there must be some mistake, I'm sorry -"

Red stretched out his voice in an exaggerated manner, and the other contestants who were excitedly thinking about what wishes to write subconsciously looked over.

They are all citizens of [S·L]. In [S·L], anything is possible. The Desire Grand Prix that can make any wish come true... is not a strange thing.

Moreover, Tsumurai's appearance was indeed very impressive, and the operation of teleporting them directly with the belt was also very shocking.

This has invisibly increased the credibility of the Desire Grand Prix in their minds.

Under normal circumstances, they wouldn't care even if someone complained that their wishes couldn't be fulfilled. No matter where you are, there will always be people who speak out against it.

But the problem is that Tsumurai, who made them feel that the Desire Grand Prix was very credible, was apologizing to Red repeatedly. That humble expression... was exactly the same as that of the waiter in the restaurant who had no idea how to solve the problems raised by the diners.

"Everyone - this Desire Grand Prix feels really bad. I wrote down many wishes, but I couldn't write down any of them -"

Reid turned to face the other contestants and waved his hands up and down vigorously.

"I just wrote several times that I want to be the ruler of [S·L], and I failed to become a god!"

As soon as Reid said this, the expressions of the contestants present changed.

Those who had already written down their wishes looked down at the wish cards in their hands. The more they looked at them, the more unhappy they felt. They felt like they had suffered a huge loss. The contestants who had not yet written down their wishes felt even more confused.

After Red said this, their greed arose and they were no longer willing to write down low-level wishes. However, it was obvious that the Desire Grand Prix could not fulfill high-level wishes such as those of being a god or being dominated.

Like a lump in the throat!

Tsumurai, who was apologizing, was startled by the strange atmosphere among the contestants.

The game administrator was also stunned, but he quickly reacted and his face changed drastically under the mask.

Reid is going to kill the game before it even starts!