It's normal for an evil god to raise an Abyss.

In 12 games of chess, the elves won 5, lost 4, and drew 3.

As a result, she was ahead by one win, and the intelligence she requested...

No, it should be Riku who gave her the information he wanted to give to the elves.

However, the elf rested his elbows on the table, resting his face on his palms, and holding his head in worry:

"Detonating the inactivated Essence of an Old Deus? Those Dwarfs are really crazy..."

Rick lowered his head and couldn't help but complain, "Are you qualified to say that about others?"

The guy who said he wanted to make a weapon that could make fantasy species self-destruct actually called others crazy. Is this some kind of hellish joke?

Maybe everyone in this world has gone crazy a long time ago.

The mission was accomplished, and it was time for Rick to leave.

"Wait a moment,"

The elves called out to Riku.

"I will not ask about your identity or how you collected so much information. Before the truth is confirmed, this information can only be regarded as suspicion."

"That's enough, wise judgment."

"But there is only one thing..."

The elf's eyes sharpened.

"Sometimes you deliberately make moves that will lead to your losing. Let me ask you again, are you the enemy or one of us?"

[Losing the game on purpose], that's really a compliment...

Rick smiled bitterly in his heart. He only lost because he tried his best in the challenge.

"Neither an enemy nor a companion. This is the second time I've answered this. By the way, if you're not satisfied with this answer, let me add one more sentence..."

Riku, who has survived in this world until now, speaks from the bottom of his heart.

"I pray as much as I can, I don't want any of you to die."

"...Okay, Mr. Ghost, I'll take your information. As for how to do it, the key is not up to others, but me, right?"

"I will take this as my understanding that you are a harmless existence to us. As you wish~"

"By the way~"

The tone and personality of the elf seemed to have changed into that of a different person.

"Mr. Ghost, there are things you don't know~? Nina Cleave is a pseudonym, my real name is Sinker Nilvalen~?"

The elf laughed.

"This is my true self. Do you see through my acting?"

In an instant, Sinker Nilvalen is like a different person. He smiles as if he is teasing him, and looks relaxed. However, Riku just lowers his head and smiles bitterly.

"Yeah, I saw through it a long time ago. Did I ever call you [Nina]?"

Even the developers recorded the files in coded form, so it is natural to doubt whether it is the real name.

"Haha, to be honest, I'm really angry now~"

Sink smiled unconvinced, feeling indignant that he had never deceived the other party once.

"I'm sorry, but acting is a [Ghost's] forte, and I'm confident in observing my own kind. That's why I'm in contact with you."

This is the final reason why Sink was chosen.

Because she would completely conceal the fact of contact with the [Ghost] and the evidence she obtained, and in addition, she would guide the Elves in the most appropriate direction.

"By the way, Mr. Ghost, the elves are very vengeful. Have you heard of this rumor?"

"Yes, I often hear people say that even if it takes dozens of generations, they will take revenge."

Sink smiled brightly and said to Rick:

"I frankly accept your information and your desire not to let anyone die~ But one thing is another..."

Sinkern said as he stared at Riku’s back with a devilish look on his face.

"I will find out the true identity of Mr. Ghost, and I will kill you when the time comes. You played me so hard that I will make you regret it~ Because the rumor that the elves love to hold grudges did not come from anyone else, but from the Nilvalen family~"

"...I'll be honest and admit that this is indeed the first time I've heard of this. I regret having caused such disgust among troublesome people."

After saying this, Rick left, and Sink smiled murderously, watching his back as he left.

Chapter 91 On the verge of death

After sneaking into the capital of the elves, she confronted Sinker Nilvalen, the elves' number one magician and a key figure in the research of the [Zero Protection of the Void]. With her superb magic induction and psychological attack and defense, she was able to convince them that the [Zero Protection of the Void] had been leaked to the Dwarfs without being exposed, and she was convinced that the Dwarfs also had weapons of the corresponding level.

The elves' subsequent actions will be similar to the sand table simulation. Without a doubt, this is a great victory for Riku and the [Ghost].

But this victory was not without a price. In order to ensure that he could hide from the elves, Rick drank a liquid containing black ash before setting off. At the same time, he negotiated with the elves for more than an hour, almost two hours, which was far beyond the limit he could originally bear.

Even though Hubie later used dust removal fluid to help Rick expel the highly toxic liquid from his body, the effect was minimal.

Inside the secret base.

"Sister Xueyue, save Rick, Hubie doesn't want him to die!"

Hubie is helpless in dealing with the erosion of Rick's body by the black ash. Rick is now unconscious due to the high fever. Hubie is extremely anxious and can only call for Xueyue's arrival.

Xueyue looked at Rick's current condition and couldn't help but clench her forehead with her hands. She felt a headache. This guy was too desperate. He was just drinking poison to quench his thirst. He said he would not let anyone die. If he continued to play like this, he would probably die first.

"Sister Hubie, leave it to me. I need to use some special methods, so please step aside for a while."

Hubie nodded, closed the door and went out. Sister Xueyue was a trustworthy person, and Hubie believed that she could definitely save Rick's life.

Xueyue sighed. Rick's condition could no longer be described as pessimistic. 98% of his skin was burned by the black ash. His internal organs were facing failure. His breathing rate and heart rate were reduced...

It would not be surprising if this symptom occurred in the next second. Under normal medical conditions for humans, it can basically be said to be waiting for death.

The best option is to use the power of this world - the elves, but the human settlement currently does not allow the emergence of elves, so it can only be rejected;

The second best option is to choose the power of other worlds, but the power of other worlds will be interfered with in this world, and its effect will be greatly reduced; unless this world has been included in Xueyue's sphere of influence, such as the previous worlds. And now it is definitely impossible to handle this.

Let's just reduce the effect. There's no time to hesitate in this situation.

The shadow in Xueyue's hand turned into a golden pill, which was an elixir of immortality. Although in this world, Xueyue's treasure in the Fate world could not take effect for the time being, but Xueyue had the foresight to store most of the treasure's information into the [Shadow], so that it could be constructed in a short time even in this world.

Xueyue fed the elixir into Rick's mouth, and Rick's condition immediately improved. Although he was still unconscious, he was no longer on the verge of death.

But Xueyue was not satisfied with the result. According to the usual effects of the elixir, bringing the dead back to life were just basic operations. The current effect was simply weakened to the level of a slightly effective tonic.

However, at least his life was saved. As for full recovery, it would take quite a long time. However, if the [Star Cup] was obtained, this kind of injury could indeed be healed instantly.

"Sister Hubie, can you help open the door?"

Hubie, who was waiting anxiously outside the door, immediately opened the door when he heard Xueyue's voice.

"Rick...how is he?"

Now Hubie's anxious expression no longer looks like a machine at all. Anyone would think he is a living human being.

"The situation is very serious, but at least his life is not in danger now. It looks like he will be in a coma for a few days. As long as he persists in treatment, he will eventually recover, but there may be some minor sequelae."

As Xueyue spoke, she handed the basket she was holding to Hughie.

"Here are Rick's medicines. Take one pill every 24 hours. Do you understand?"

Hubie looked at the basket full of pills, his train of thought paused for a moment, and then he nodded blankly:

"Hubby, got it. I will feed Rick the medicine on time... Thank you, Sister Xueyue."

"Yes, but I have to go to a faraway place recently, so I won't be able to take care of the things here [Ghost]."

Xueyue walked out while talking, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and turned back to remind Hubie,

"Hubby, take care of yourself and don't be too anxious."

"Hubby...will remember that."

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Several days passed.

Rick's symptoms have improved, but only slightly. To understand it in the way of a game, it may be only one percent of recovery. Although he is awake, the severe pain of erosion still tortures his body all the time. But Rick doesn't want to make Hubie worry, so he at least puts on a smile and talks to Hubie.

"Hubby, thank you for staying with me. Without Hubby, we wouldn't be able to do this."

Rick smiled, but it was enough to cause a pang of pain.

"It's not... over yet. Except for Hubie, everyone else..."

"Ok, I know……"

Rick smiled and rubbed Hubie's head. He slowly closed his eyes, seeming to be a little sleepy.

"But thank you very much... I really love you... from now on."

Before he could finish the second half of his sentence, Rick fell into a peaceful sleep, and his breathing became even.

"..."

Rick's painful appearance also created a feeling called "discomfort" in Hubie's heart.

【Don't be too hasty. 】

When Hubie was about to leave, she remembered what Xueyue had warned her.

However, Rick's appearance made Hubie extremely anxious, and he couldn't let Rick suffer any more...

As long as he can get the [Star Cup] earlier, Rick's illness will be cured.

"I'm sorry... Rick, I'm sorry... I'll be back soon..."

Hubie let go of Rick's hand.

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The place where Hubie is carrying out a secret mission is where the most powerful forces in the world gather today. It can be said that it will become the [place of decisive battle].

She had sensed several times that her opponent would be "dead" if she was discovered, but fortunately she hid completely each time.

Chapter 92 Jibril

A total of thirty-two [Traffic Controls] need to be set up, and twenty-four have already been set up.

(…No problem…There are eight left…I’ll leave right after I finish configuring…)

Hubie said secretly in his mind and started searching for the next coordinate.

"Ah~ After walking around, I really encountered some unexpected gains~"

A voice suddenly came from above his head, and Hubie looked towards the source of the voice.

Light-reflecting hair and amber eyes, wings woven from light, and a striking, geometric halo on the head.

The Flügel are the sixth of the races. They are the most powerful Old Deus, the Vanguard of God created by the God of War Artosh. They symbolize death and slaughter, and usually live in the city in the sky, the Phantasm Avant Heim.

The Flügel species, ranked sixth, and the Elves, ranked seventh, although only one place apart in racial ranking, there is a world of difference between them in terms of individual strength. Races ranked seventh and below can only be called [creatures], while races from the sixth place onwards can be called [life]. This is the judgment standard of this world.

The Flügel are born with extraordinary intelligence, speed, resistance, and physical strength that is hopeless for a living creature. They also have multiple abilities such as flight, space transfer, and dimension change. They are an out-and-out killing race.

After comparing the data, Hubie confirmed this worst fact. Suppressing his emotions, Hubie looked calmly at the Flügel in front of him.

"Hey, hello, Scrap, are you out for a walk alone today?"

The Flügel - the final model individual, Jibril, said so with a smile full of murderous intent.

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I never thought that there would be a day when I would need to order myself, an Ex-Machina, to stay calm.

For the Ex-Machina, actively attacking is a taboo, and they have to behave as just a machine, just a counterattack.

"[Question] Why are the Flügel looking for the Ex-Machina?"

Calling upon a speech circuit that had not been used for a long time, Hubie spoke in a reluctant way.