The card player needs to win easily

Liva took off her mask and flipped her hat over, letting her long purple hair float in the air.

"Nonsense! From a distance, I saw someone who covered himself so tightly that even his arms were invisible. He even ran between the two people who were still fighting. I knew who it was just by looking at my toes."

"……All right."

"You really think I can't recognize it? Humph—"

Siren crossed her arms and smirked—oblivious to the red stream trickling from her nose.

"Also, look at your nose."

“…Hmm? Eh!”

Looking at Siren who was frantically dealing with a nosebleed, Liva sighed.

She searched her pockets - oh, it turned out she had no tissues.

"Don't take it out, I have my own... Whew."

Siren took a piece of paper and started to wipe it with a nasal sound.

Although most of the problems were caused by the other party, it was she who threw the punch after all, which made Liva feel a little guilty - so she spoke first and asked a question.

"I haven't seen you for almost half a month. How are you guys doing?"

"Half a month?... Oh, the speed of time in this world is a little different. I've only been here for a few days."

Siren took out the Millennium Rubik's Cube, opened a hole in the air, and threw the blood-stained paper ball into the trash can opposite.

Then, he pushed two chairs out from somewhere and sat on them.

"I've barely paid attention to Doma. It seems the game is almost reaching their headquarters, so it's not a big deal—but we don't seem to be playing cards at all, which goes against our worldview."

"But you... let me guess, you don't want to save that Oram down there, do you?"

Siren tapped her chin—she looked a little funny with another piece of paper stuffed up her nostrils.

"I can't bear to watch someone die on the spot—huh, that's what you must be thinking."

Liva shrugged and didn't deny it.

"Then why don't you just blow up the tower? Let Oram capture Ningirsu, and in the end, nothing will happen."

"...Well, I've talked to Oram about this, and he thinks they can do it themselves."

Scratching his head, Liva also sat down on the chair pushed by Siren.

"So I'm going to be insurance and just wait here."

"Is that what you said? Okay…wait, you showed him your face?!"

Siren suddenly came over with a playful smile, and her purple eyes seemed to be shining.

"So what?! Is there that kind of 'If it disappears, I'll just experience it again' kind of thing? My favorite kind of meal replacement literature!!"

“No! (annoyed)”

Somewhat annoyed, Liva pushed Siren back into the chair.

However, having said that, she also knew that Oram had more or less the same mentality - otherwise why would she wear a hood?

"Ah... So, besides waiting for me, what else did you do here? I don't think you're the type to sit back and do nothing."

"Hmm...? Of course—"

Siren made a casual stroke into the void, just like Liva had done before.

A crack opened up, and the light from the fluorescent lamp shone through from the other side.

"I've been wanting to complain for a while now that this thing looks like something a purple-haired seventeen-year-old made..."

"Sh-don't talk."

Siren made a silent gesture and asked Liva to look inside.

Countless screens flashed before my eyes, and data kept flowing.

All the lines in the room seemed to point to the center.

On it, several conspicuous numbers kept floating.

"94.27%"

PS: Mujica seems to have lost all humans

PS2：这里建议所以没看的人直接从第十集13分20秒开始看，到22分30秒立刻停止关闭，享受完live就当做自己已经看完Mujica了

PS3: You know, I've always been a fan of The End.

Thomas: Chapter 178: The Sustain of the Autorama

"boom!"

The spear flew out of Ningirsu's hand and stuck into the ground not far away.

“Haaaaaaaa——!”

Oram did not miss this opportunity and drew out his long blade to chop it across.

The long blade and the spear collided again - Ningirsu completed the construction of another spear at the moment before the weapon flew out.

"Ding--"

The confrontation between the two took place only for a short time.

They were separated before the sound and impact could be heard.

"call……"

Oram's hands trembled slightly.

Ning Jiersu's strength had not declined at all... Not only that, from the force coming from the opponent's spear, he had to draw a somewhat terrifying conclusion.

"You... have you already prepared to fight me?!"

"...My intuition tells me that you will appear before me."

Ningirsu raised his spear, holding it in one hand and pointing it at Oram.

"For Eve to come back again—not even you can stop me."

"Come back again...even if it means shattering this planet, are you still going to do this!?"

The "Star Relics" that existed on this planet possessed almost limitless power—something Oram had read about in ancient texts.

"Your goal is the Star Cabinet...!"

"You've seen it all before—Oram, you're too clever to fool yourself."

The Star Relic - 'Star Cabinet', possesses the power to control life and death - and at the same time, it can unleash the power of all Star Relics to induce the 'Great Darkness' to emerge from beneath the surface of the earth.

Taking a deep breath, Oram raised his long blade again and pointed it at Ningirsu.

"Eve wouldn't want you to do anything like this."

"Even if she doesn't want it, she should have the right to 'not want'—this world without her has no reason to exist."

"You guy...!"

Ningirsu raised his spear and blocked Oram's full-strength attack.

The ground beneath them burst into flames, and fine cracks spread out in all directions - then it shattered with a loud bang.

"boom!!!"

"The whole army marches forward!!!"

The aftermath of the battle between Oram and Ningirsu has already wiped out the surrounding mechanical armies.

This meant that the "Icon Knights" had the opportunity to break through the obstacles and rush in front of the "Orchestra of Autochorus - Mechanical Orchestra" - the emerald-haired elf immediately took over the command from Oram and gave orders to the team.

"The target is the giant mechanical creation! Concentrate your fire!"

After a moment's pause, the overwhelming flames and magic flew all over the sky towards the huge mechanical creature in the air.

Without the pressure of most defenses, the attacks of the "Icon Knights" quickly took effect - the string music of the huge "Autochorus·Orchestra Mechanical Orchestra" gradually lost its pitch, and the mechanical army gradually fell into chaos.

"Now! While Commander Oram is still fighting, clear the path to the foot of the tower—"

"clang!!!"

Ningirsu stabbed Oram with a spear.

(So fast…!)

Oram barely deflected the attack and was about to raise his sword to fight back when he saw the purple edge.

"Shh-"

Red spilled onto the ground.

The sharp edge of the spear scratched Oram's right cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

Oram instinctively turned his head and avoided the blow... but the fierce wind still left him with a wound.

Ningirsu tried to draw his gun and retreat—but his weapon was grabbed by the other party.

“Really tenacious.”

Ningjirsu decisively dropped the weapon in his hand and dodged a slash by turning sideways.

"I told you I wouldn't let you pass—the Knights of the Holy Icon will definitely destroy this tower, Ningirsu."

"is it?"

Ningjiersu shook his head imperceptibly.

When Oram sacrificed himself to hold himself back, the outcome of the battle was already decided - they could not win.

Because his goal has never been to repel the opponent - the plan has long reached the final stage, and now it is just a matter of delaying time.

(About 96% complete...)

Another spear rose from the ground.

It only takes a few minutes, just a few more minutes, and my plan will be completed.

Ningirsu also felt the power coming from the spear in his hand - there was no doubt that among the "Icon Knights", Oram was the strongest.

As for the rest of the people, they couldn't even defeat the purple-haired mechanical puppet.

(The only thing I'm worried about is that black-robed man... Humph, but don't worry about it.)

(The technology of this era, or even the technology of previous civilizations, could not break through the automatic protection system in the tower in a short time.)

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"Then I can only get rid of you quickly..."

Raphael threw a card from his hand.

"Because you added a card from your deck to your hand outside of the Draw Phase, the effect of Joker and Lockbird was activated."

"This card is sent to the Graveyard, preventing you from adding cards from your deck to your hand this turn."

"What……!"

An ultimate blockade card appeared for Jonouchi.

The ruby's radiance shone upon his deck.

(With just my hand, I can’t deploy under the blockade of “Joker and Lockbird”…!”

"... Normal Summon Ash Flowing Beauty!"

"Next, activate the Equip Spell Card "Water Dance of the Witch" from your hand! Using its effect, Special Summon "Fairy Fox of Pearl" from your deck in Defense Position, and return the equipped monster to your hand!"

"That's the end of my round."

This was all Jonouchi could do - he sincerely prayed that Raphael would not be able to break through the solid wall of his field.

"My turn."

Raphael drew a card from the deck and looked at the card in his hand.