Wanjie Game Hall, I sent Kiana to Silent Hill

When people came back to their senses from the bright light, they found that God's Day had disappeared.

Instead, there was a pale giant hanging high in the sky, holding a silk thread in his hand, and... a huge eye behind him.

"How can this be!?"

The nameless guest in the center of the stage couldn't help showing a look of shock.

"What the hell!? Haha resurrected Taichi?! Huh!?"

In Clock Boy Square, Hanabi suddenly burst into laughter.

"It's just like you! It's just like you!" Her laughter was mixed with amazement and...admiration.

"Now, the real protagonist should appear~"

The 'real protagonist' that Hanabi mentioned was scratching his head.

"Tsk, this bastard, I didn't expect him to choose to let the Joyful Star God cause trouble." Wang Xuanqiao sighed, "It seems he is somewhat aware of his situation."

Even Huang Quan couldn't help but frown at this moment.

Just when the Pinocchio Order incident was about to come to an end, it was suddenly announced that Aha had come and helped the believers of Order to resurrect the Star God?

I have to say, it was indeed a bit 'joyful'.

"Are you going to take action?" she asked when she saw Wang Xuanqiao suddenly jump off the guardrail.

"Yes," Wang Xuanqiao replied, "It's an invitation letter sent to me, so of course I have to accept it."

——The author has something to say——

Tomorrow is National Day. I was going to wish everyone a happy holiday in advance, but then I thought I’ll update tomorrow, so I’ll just wish you all a happy holiday tomorrow.

Also, I don’t know if you can figure out after reading this chapter what the deep meaning of Ah Ha’s appearance is, and what Ah Ha’s last question “Why, isn’t it funny?” refers to.

If you have been reading the book since entering the Pinoconnie plot, you should be able to see it, because they are all connected clues 233

Volume 128: : Order is Dead

No one in the entire Pinocchio knew why things had turned out to be the case.

Hippie's gaze was a minor disturbance, understandable, but stealing the authority of the Harmony and using the Unison Choir to attempt to recreate the fate of the Order was truly beyond comprehension.

However, what happened next was even more serious. The fight against the conspiracy of order attracted the intervention of Aha, and this joyful god... He actually helped the traitor of his family to resurrect the dead star god!

Now, in Pinocchio, not only the memory space, but the entire galaxy is being engulfed by the power of order. The company fleets that attempted to surround Pinocchio were forced to temporarily retreat, and those guests who were unable to escape were all, without exception, drawn back in.

The reality was terrible, and the dream was equally unbearable to watch.

As the group closest to Taiyi's manifestation, the Nameless Guests undoubtedly bore the greatest pressure. The pale puppet danced its knuckles, and threads oozing from its fingertips enveloped them.

He wants to control everyone, and the fine silk threads are the tools the puppeteer uses to control the puppets. Once the body is entangled by them, it will become a slave to order and dance only in His hands from then on.

The situation changed dramatically, and Liuying knew she could no longer care about her own safety. Compared to becoming a puppet toyed by "Order", experiencing "death" in a dream was more acceptable.

"Xing! Everyone, get out of this dream!"

Liuying finally reminded her companions, and then the Firefly Mecha responded to her will and burst out at full power!

Raging flames quickly enveloped her iron body, forming a rapidly swirling vortex that expanded in a single breath. Blazing flames erupted from the slit-like device on her armor, extending endlessly. The Firefly mecha seemed to fully unfold a pair of flaming wings that could cover the sky.

There was also a clear whistle like the cry of a phoenix, which burst out at the same time as the surging flames.

The silk threads on the Order Puppet's fingertips touched the firefly's blazing flames, and instantly turned to ash. The firefly flapped its wings and flew away, like a divine bird born from fire, flitting around the wreckage of the Grand Theater, burning through all the threads that tried to contain the Nameless Guest.

Then, she rushed towards the gods in the sky. Wrapped in blazing flames, she looked almost like the golden crow in mythology, becoming a sun hanging high in the dream, once again filling the entire golden moment with light that was almost as bright as day.

Under the shining light, the city seemed to be made of gold and was shining brightly!

Will she succeed?

The nameless guests all stopped in their tracks, trying to look at the 'sun' that was flying towards the god.

However, the giant eye behind the puppet suddenly blinked slightly, and shot a light even more dazzling than hers towards the 'sun'!

The 'sun' of the nameless guests has gone out...

The flames that seemed to never die out slowly dissipated, and the body that seemed to be cast from steel also began to disintegrate, revealing the girl inside, who fell powerlessly into the abyss.

"Liuying!"

Xing was the first to react, and the nameless guests hurriedly ran, trying to catch their companions.

But when the flames dissipated, the burned silk threads returned with a vengeance! The endless silk threads were like a huge hunting net, and this time, the nameless guests had no way to escape.

Walter's expression tensed, and he released all the power sealed in his staff, trying to block the power of order.

No...not enough strength! He immediately frowned.

Jizi also tried to burn the silk thread with flames, but the flames she could release were no match for the fireflies, and were completely inadequate. Sanyueqi tried to freeze the thread, but it was in vain.

The nameless guests found themselves cornered. The power of order surged from all directions, rapidly squeezing out all their space.

Oh no! San Yueqi couldn't help but close his eyes.

"The Forgetful River is calm, yet it guides those who wander."

Suddenly, a cold voice reached the nameless guest's ears. Immediately afterwards, several dark red blade lights slashed out from the golden dream, shattering the "net" woven by the power of order.

The light between heaven and earth...suddenly dimmed at that moment!

"Yellow Spring?"

Walter recognized the person who helped him. She was standing on the platform overlooking the Grand Theater at the golden hour. The unsheathed long sword was now emitting a faint dark red glow, like a swaying flower of death on the other side.

At this moment, another figure gently landed beside them.

"Manager?" The others were even more surprised.

Wang Xuanqiao gently put down Liuying in his arms, looked at her who was still in a trance, and smiled gently.

"Well done, the future is promising." After he said that, he withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the god of order in the sky.

"Do you remember what I said before you came here?"

Wang Xuanqiao suddenly asked the unknown guests around him.

"......Ah? Manager, you are really not kidding?" March Seven gave a shocked look.

"Of course I was joking." Wang Xuanqiao smiled and shrugged. "I just didn't expect the joke to come true. Order Taiyi really pulled off a resurrection stunt."

"So, I will help you put Him back to where the dead belong."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xuanqiao appeared before the Order Puppet in the blink of an eye. The giant eye behind him immediately glanced over, ready to use the same trick he had used on the firefly.

Yet Wang Xuanqiao simply took off his shirt leisurely. Facing the dazzling light from the giant eye, the first ray of light that celebrated the world's emergence from chaos, he even rolled up his clothes and stuffed them into his pocket.

The light from the giant eye passed through his body, but Wang Xuanqiao remained indifferent.

"You praise order, but you simply want to bring everything under so-called control, turning the vibrant lives of others into parts and the world full of wonders into a machine."

He stared into the giant eye and grinned.

"No wonder He likes you so much, because you do have some similarities with Him." Wang Xuanqiao said with a smile, "Unfortunately, no matter how much He likes you, the annexation of Order by Harmony was a destiny He set. As for why Aha went to such great lengths to get you out, it wasn't because he missed you."

"What Ah Ha wants must be for me to beat you up!"

After saying that, Wang Xuanqiao suddenly threw a punch. The puppet of order closed its eyes and seemed to be unconscious, but was shattered in an instant by that ordinary and even insignificant fist.

The giant eyes behind the puppet also slowly opened wider as the puppet was shattered...

"I have to rush to another game, so you should leave early."

Wang Xuanqiao stretched out his hand again, and the huge eye across the sky began to shrink rapidly. Finally, he grabbed it in his palm and squeezed it hard, and it completely disappeared.

At the same time, an unprecedentedly powerful impact erupted from Wang Xuanqiao's body! Like a flash of light that annihilated civilization, it instantly engulfed the entire dreamland!

All those who were still dreaming left the market, and the dream of gold began to crumble.

"Tsk, some things are just too bad to bother people even after they're dead." Wang Xuanqiao looked back at the battered Golden Moment and spat, thinking, "This is screwed." How can I bring Alicia to play with Mei Meng in this state?

Forget it, it’s just a dream after all, it should be easy to rebuild.

Wang Xuanqiao sighed, put on his clothes, and directly left the memory space and headed towards a dark side in the universe.

The one who sent the 'invitation' was waiting for him there.

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"Oh wow, you came so quickly! I have to give you a small balloon."

In the dark side of the universe where no planets are swirling, uniquely shaped gods are posing, and masks with various smiling faces are flying lightly beside them.

Wang Xuanqiao did not take the "little balloon" handed to him by Aha, because it was a red satellite, and he didn't know which galaxy Aha came from.

"Okay, let's have some gorgeous fireworks."

Aha was not angry after being rejected. Instead, he laughed and snapped his fingers. Countless fireworks suddenly exploded in the dark universe, and colorful streamers floated everywhere in the universe.

Of course, this is a special effect created by God.

"So, are you looking for me about [fate]?" Wang Xuanqiao saw that He didn't want to bring it up, so he spoke up himself.

“Hahahahahaha——[Destiny]? You’ve got to let me laugh for a while, because I just saw His face full of bad luck, hahahahahaha——!”

As expected, it’s a matter of fate.

Wang Xuanqiao shook his head helplessly.

——The author has something to say——

I would also like to thank the top author [Ai Xilu Weng] and book friends [Yu Zhong Mei Nuo Fu Mu], [Dr.URIZE], [Mo Bai], [Annie the Great Devil], [Shu Ke 75913860197], [[Ai Men Jiao Zhu Xier]] (double black frame), and [Jun Mo Wen] for their recommendation votes, and thank you for your support.

Volume 129: : Aha's Fun Show Invitation

The Pinocchio incident has actually long violated the laws of normal development.

Wang Xuanqiao was well aware that Sunday's group had been manipulated by a deus ex machina. The fact that they had summoned the Unison Choir to seize the power of Harmony before the Harmony Ceremony even began suggested that a certain entity had already staked its claim on behalf of these followers of Order.

However, He did not do this in an attempt to cheat and allow Order to win. On the contrary, Order was destined to fail in His script, just as it had been swallowed up by Harmony in the past.

He does not want the victory of certain people or certain beings.

What He actually wants is a process that develops in accordance with His will. Every detail must fit perfectly, as if it is a predetermined fate.

Therefore, many people who accidentally caught a glimpse of Him described it as "fate".

But He is not Destiny.

Therefore, Ah Ha used the unexpected act of "resurrecting Taiyi" to turn [Fate] into an unprecedented joke, and took the opportunity to slap Him hard.

【What, isn’t it funny? 】

This joyful god mocked Him from the bottom of his heart.

What script? It's worthless! It's not as good as a joke I made up.

But what could He do with Aha? He could do nothing but try to invent a new drama and call it the Death of Joy.

What a shame... Death by Joy? Is there a funnier joke than this?

"I just like to see Him so angry that he can't do anything to me! Hahahahaha——"

At this moment, Aha didn't look like a god at all. Instead, he looked like an ordinary human with a very low sense of humor, rolling on the ground with laughter. The only difference was that his 'ground' was the universe.

"This joyful world sprouted from a flickering lightbulb, and He is so determined to keep everything on track. How can anyone resist this? Do you think we must tease Him?"

Faced with Aha's question, Wang Xuanqiao shrugged.

"Just like a bad screenwriter who never dares to participate in co-creation, he not only cannot control the variables brought by others, but sometimes he also stubbornly sticks to his own ideas," he said.

"Hahaha! You're absolutely right! The so-called script should allow everyone to add a few strokes. Why do we have to be so obsessed with that little framework? It should be fun, and only fun!"

Aha turned over in the universe and then spread his arms as if to embrace the world and sing praises to the light.

Finally, He said to Wang Xuanqiao, "My old friend, you're truly a rare and wonderful audience! Look at all the people sitting at my table right now? Stones, scrap metal, lunatics, fools, hahahahahahaha—and I've actually sent my favorite away."