Bengtie: Open? I never closed it, okay?

After being hit by a bullet, my intelligence almost collapsed.

But fortunately, they were just tampering with common sense, and the debuff of being blacklisted has disappeared.

They can use their imaginary energy to their heart's content.

"Calculate... predict..."

(Intelligence: Destiny is changing! 21 billion intellectual powers! Superluminal elbow strike! Let me fill your memory with data!!!)

The red plasma enveloped the Divine Elbow Master, and He delivered 214748 elbow strikes in one second!

Bang...Buzz————

Buzz buzz————

............

The speed was so fast that the sound was reduced to a low-frequency hum.

The memory and balance of the overnight meal were almost elbowed out, and they felt that this was the strongest enemy they had ever encountered in their lives.

Xing was a little bored. Her Star God controller's priority was not as high as Xuanyu's, so she couldn't control it.

"So boring, I'll give March and the others a call and chat with them."

Star & March 7——

Star: Not connected

Xing: Isn’t it morning?

[The message has been sent, but the other party refused to receive it.]

"No, the blacklist that came in last night hasn't been pulled out yet?"

train---

Walter: "Alas, the four of them are missing again?"

Pam: "There's no one in the room. They must be going to play a game, Pam."

Walter: "But why did Xing go there too? She is not in those six camps."

Liuying: "Wouldn't it be dangerous for Xing to participate in that kind of competition?"

Jizi: "When they have enough fun, it should be over. This experience is just a small part on the scale of the universe."

March 7th came to the train hall dragging a pink hammer with a train group photo printed on it.

Each side of the hammer is a dynamic photo, some are group photos, some are individual photos, including Liuying, Pam, Akivli, and even Aha.

“Um, after his magic wand transformed… maybe I just can’t appreciate it, the magic wand turned directly into a hammer, and it’s very heavy.

The key is, you can’t change back!”

Dan Heng was outside the Immortal Carriage. After thinking about it, he decided to put the Dragon Slaying Sword in the think tank.

He pushed open the door of the train hall. He wanted to face it, but he didn't know how.

After Dan Heng saw the abstract binding hammer, he closed the door again.

"Um... am I still in a dream?"

"No, you are in reality."

"Long Zu... have you been watching me?"

"Yes, son, I've been watching you."

Dan Heng: ........ (I hate the feeling of being monitored)

Memory Elbow King, 21 billion superluminal elbow strikes per second, because of numerical balance.

The armor of nothingness on his chest was completely useless, and it provided no defense at all.

The good brothers who once played match-fixing together now have a broken relationship.

So is there any chance for this relationship to get back together?

Bang bang bang————

Well, judging from the sound, it should be gone.

My memory is about to explode. What the hell is this? It's even more outrageous than Achievelli's special pioneer. If it keeps going down, He will be ready to output it in the dirtiest language in the universe.

Bang bang bang————

The memory can’t bear it anymore, He is going to output it!

"I###&%% you're a piece of ***//# ...

Rememberer:?

Genius Club:?

Mysterious Faction: Huh?

Xing: "Ah? Is your defense broken? This is the first time I heard a star god swear, but why can the synesthesia beacon only translate this much?"

Shajin's expression was tense because his synesthesia beacon was more advanced.

So it was all translated, and he felt very overwhelmed and uncomfortable listening to those languages.

Chapter 187: A Star God's Breakthrough

“***%%........”

Oh my God, the memory is still being output, and now he feels like he has been betrayed by his old friend.

Zhizhi is now the kind of person who, during the physical test, agrees to be at the bottom of the pack, and then ties his legs to his buttocks when starting to run.

Remembering Him is too painful, this feeling of betrayal...

“Unforgettable memories...”

The audience was stunned. How could a high and mighty Star God break through his defense? Unbelievable, too unbelievable.

Xuanyu was confused. Even Akivali's defense was not broken to this extent. What happened to Fu Li?

Isn't He happy to be the driver?

"This is full of silencers. How should I put it? It doesn't seem like something a Star God would do.

No, Nanook can do it.

Hey, I don't know what happened to my basketball pet by those two guys. It's a bit sad... they don't take good care of my things at all. I have to watch from the side next time."

Absolutely rational intellect did not listen to any of the obscene words of memory.

As the pilot of the Divine Elbow Master, He is now invincible.

The unprecedented force of 21 billion elbow strikes was enough to break even a Star God like Memory who looked very well-educated.

If this elbow had hit Destroyer Nanook and Patrolman Lan, the two telegraph warriors would have cursed at them profusely.

Memory was indiscriminately attacking everything He saw, and He even cursed the equilibrium.

There was no time to curse, and what immediately appeared in front of his memory was - the kidney-breaking elbow of intellectual friendship!

In an instant, a mass of substance similar to memory bubbles hit the face of intelligence.

This seemed to be a complex mass of memories. His intellect stopped as He calculated this mass of memories.

Under the wash of memories, the propeller on His head spun rapidly.

He was calculating these past memories, although He didn't know what the use was.

When the intellect was forcibly controlled, memory beat the intellect madly and almost tore off the propeller of the intellect.

This is a war between agents. Order can't stand it anymore, especially the Balanced Overalls on the opposite side. The more he watches, the angrier he gets.

He took control of the Divine Elbow Strike Master from the intellect, and several silk threads hung down, slowly wrapping around the limbs.

The Elbow of the God is like this, the order just needs to take over, but the intelligence that has been hit by the memory compression package needs to consider a lot. (Physical considerations)

There was no time to record the memory, and immediately what hit His chest was—the Sun of Order!

boom! ! !

An explosion sounded, and Tieshan was knocked back tens of thousands of light years by the God of War. That's right, the restrictions on the venue were lifted, and the restrictions were also lifted.

From the audience seats, it may seem like it has a diameter of only a few kilometers, but in fact, there are mysteries hidden inside.

Currently, the ratio between inside and outside the venue is increasing rapidly because of the battle.

Before the memory could be opened, the long-planned equilibrium took away the control of Tieshan's martial god!

The balanced plaster infects the crystal skull of memory.

The battle now - balance vs order.

Order still remembers that it was not this idiot who came to deceive and attack.

He didn't say that he could beat Aha and Shipe away, but at least he could run away.

The head is the intellect, so it cannot initiate cultural output like memory, and the same is true for the balance on the opposite side.

The sun kept hitting, but the balance kept blocking it.

Until the balanced force turned, everything had its opposite, and a black sun appeared in the field.

The two suns collided, and after a blank moment, there was a continuous drizzle. In the misty drizzle, nothing could be seen.

Mystery deliberately concealed the truth of all this. The drizzle kept falling and the audience was also confused.

Xuanyu frowned. He believed that a real competition should be fair, just and open.

"A certain contestant seemed to be challenging my authority as a referee. He wanted to confuse the audience...Haha, it's very interesting, but I don't agree.

And I will also make trillions of copies of all the battle images and send them to people in the universe for them to enjoy.

Knowledge should be circulated and spread, and the knowledge about the Star God should be spread even better!

The outcome of this victory... unfortunately, at the last moment, Scrap Iron... cough cough... Bo Shi Zun calculated all the memories and gave nearly 0.002 million elbow strikes in the memory within 8240 seconds!

So the final winner is! Wisdom, Order, Mystery.

Since the Order player is dead, according to the rules of the resurrection match, he can live until he kills himself!

In addition, the mysterious contestant deliberately concealed the truth, and his prize was inherited by Scrap Iron... ahem... by Boshi Zun."

memory:?

(Memory: Intellect you###&&&&%**me####***#)

"In the next round, the three contestants, Destruction, End, and Harmony, will fight against the three contestants, Pure Beauty, Breeding, and Greed.

There is no need to worry about reproduction, His abilities will only be effective in the ring.

Stay tuned for 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Special reminder: precious information about destroying the Star God will be released tomorrow morning!"

Order looked back at Sunday. The power of Order in Sunday's body increased significantly, but soon subsided.

The order did not choose to control Sunday, in the battle just now.

He understood that victory could not be achieved by mere manipulation, and the bond with teammates was also necessary!

He gave enough restraint and trust to the intellect at the last moment, so He gained the victory.

He said something that only Sunday could hear, and then he withdrew his gaze.

"Using emotions to establish order and blindly control is wrong. Give them choices, don't make them choose for them."

(Memory & Balance: You two bastards, we are really going to leak!

Nothingness: (o_O)

Sunday looked at Order and was confused. It was resurrected just like that?

"Order... just like that... is resurrected? I... order..."

Listening to Zhou Ri's sigh, Heita on the side looked at the scene below and said leisurely.

“The order already existed when the game started. It’s the only immortal that was turned into a carriage… If I hadn’t been unable to contact Himeko right now, I would have wanted to be a nameless guest for a few years.

Oh, I just can’t figure out that guy’s code of conduct.”