Collapse Iron: After watching the simulation, they all turned to the dark side.

[Dan Heng: You can't only understand Lu Qing after your comrades have died.]

[Haiserin: Playing around is playing around, but even though we're rivals, I can't stand it anymore @BlackTower.]

[Fireworks: Use that move on the learned master.]

At this moment, Lu Qing had already taken out the gray box containing the reward.

It is said to be able to seal off the Star God.

"Aha, how do I use this?"

"Don't worry, my believer, I am locking onto His location."

The orange mask paused for a long while before finally revealing a pair of tear-stained smiling faces.

"Let's go, it's time to set off, Lu Qing."

Immediately, the gray box in Lu Qing's hand erupted with a tsunami of gray light, weaving into a net. Lu Qing grabbed the "Mask of Pleasure" and pressed it against his face.

“Venerable Master, I have brought you destruction.”

(P.S.: I suddenly feel like chatting with fellow readers and sharing my thoughts. I'm quite dissatisfied with the plot.)

(Regarding the recent "what if" storylines, it's really hard to comment.)

(I was wondering, back when they were selling cards, specifically the Black Tower cards, why didn't they criticize the Black Tower cards like this?)

(When selling cards, elevate the brand's image and persona to the maximum.)

(In order to sell new cards and build up the villain's power, they just used the Black Tower as a stepping stone. Ah!!! The Iron Curtain is so powerful, it killed a Commander just like that.)

(And they even tore off his head?)

(I asked)

(Now that Black Tower has been re-released three times, will people just tear up the cards as soon as it's re-released? What about us Black Tower fans then?)

(Is this a joke?)

(So ​​how will they create new characters next time? They'll just be using the old ones to rub salt in the wound.)

(Not everyone is a Black Tower fan, but if you stand by and watch today, no one will cheer for you in the future. Whether you're a Black Tower fan or not, I feel that all players are actually on the same side.)

(Speechless; human voices are insignificant.)

(When I watched the PV, I honestly felt so sad I almost cried.)

(Why did you do this to her?)

Chapter 106 The so-called number one envoy below the Star God is nothing more than an envoy in terms of combat strength.

An empty, narrow space.

The enormous machine head is rapidly contemplating all possibilities for the future.

He was calculating every possible solution, because His most stern father was trying to kill Him.

Unfortunately, He cannot be killed; He has calculated countless possibilities, each of which is irrelevant to Him.

This includes, but is not limited to, the Mirror Flow Incarnation, the Great Lord of Procreation.

The Black Tower was taken by the Iron Curtain.

The ultimate battle between Welt and Foehn.

Standing beside Him were several wise messengers.

Rather than being an intellectual messenger, he was more like His puppet.

Those geniuses from the Genius Club who were nominally killed by Polka Kakamu became His most loyal puppets.

In addition, Polka◇Kakamu, who was exiled in the battle with Lu Qing hundreds of years ago, also stayed quietly to the side.

The feeling of being severely damaged by nothingness was unpleasant, and it took her hundreds of years to barely get herself back to her best condition.

But the Venerable One still had concerns. Logically speaking, everything that could happen in this vast universe was within His calculations, except for one time when an unexpected event occurred.

The man named Lu Qing rewrote the inevitable demise of the Black Tower.

There are such people, similar to Walter.

It is also similar to Lu Qing.

People who do not come from this world have their own independent cause-and-effect relationships.

However, after calculation, dismantling Walter's causal chain is actually not that difficult.

Only Lu Qing, like a veil of mystery, made Him very wary.

Who is helping him? Could it be that they want to seize my intellectual destiny and then kill me?

"Aha?" Very likely.

A life of pleasure and a life of intellect are inherently opposites, mutually hostile.

In pursuit of pleasure, He naturally desires to shatter the anchored future.

Or perhaps it was a prop that Lu Qing brought from another world.

He couldn't figure out the answer.

Ultimately, he had a significant impact on my calculations.

He turned his head, and a huge mechanical screen lit up, covered with text.

“Polka◇Kakamu, with Lu Qing gone, his previously proud methods have vanished.”

Polka stared blankly for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I'll go right away. Be careful."

The text reappeared on the giant screen.

"With the etheric data array I set up and the digital intelligence envoys guarding it, I am very safe."

Just as the Silent Lord, Polka◇Kakam, was about to leave.

The massive mechanical head suddenly trembled.

The once gray text has transformed into a blood-red hue through a dramatic change in the landscape.

"He's here!! He's here!! He's here!!"

Polka looked at the sealed void with utter astonishment. The dense ether data condensed, while on the outside, countless red smiley face-shaped threads crisscrossed and connected, then wrapped the huge void into a red rice dumpling.

It was so airtight that not even a fly could get out.

However, Polka Kaka remained completely unfazed.

The entire void is the product of countless Amber Ages of the Bo Shi Zun's management. It is as secure as a fortress, and every Ether data chain surrounding it can stop a person of the Commander level.

Moreover, there is also himself, who is known as the number one envoy below the Star God.

Moreover, the Lord has already calculated that he has lost that terrifying ability. If he, that unplanned being, dares to come here, he is simply courting death.

"Lord of Silence, are you really alright?" a white-haired wise envoy asked anxiously.

"Of course, this place is impregnable. Star Gods wouldn't act rashly without absolute certainty. He can't break in. In fact, I'm even thinking of going out to hunt him down now," Polka said calmly.

"Stay here." The words reappeared on the giant screen.

"Understood, Your Majesty."

But Polka◇Kaka still had some reservations.

So what if the other party becomes a messenger of pleasure? She has dealt with at least a hundred, if not a thousand, messengers.

It would be better to take the initiative and nip it in the bud.

While she was thinking, Polka suddenly felt that something was wrong with the emptiness in her eyes.

The gravitational waves in the entire void seemed to become chaotic.

She frowned slightly, and was just about to get up to investigate when the teacup in her hand instantly turned to dust.

"how is this possible?"

She quickly got up and moved to the edge of the Ether data chain, watching the dense chains break.

Even the void that had been operated through countless Amber Ages seemed to be churned up by molten iron, and was on the verge of collapse.

"How is this possible? This is a protective measure accumulated by a Star God over countless Amber Ages. How could it be on the verge of collapse?"

"Is this really the boy who was supposed to be dead all along making his move?"

The next moment, the seemingly impregnable void was suddenly torn apart, and endless ether data collapsed, creating a visible quantum storm within the void.

The storm swept through the entire hollow in an instant, revealing several panicked faces.

As messengers, they had never seen anything like it before.

The Aether array that had protected them for countless Amber Ages was suddenly torn apart, so abruptly that they couldn't react at all.

"How...how is it possible?"

The raging storm had not yet subsided when a young man in a fiery red robe descended into the void, sweeping away the remaining ethereal chains in the void with a storm-like aura.

The red mask on his face was particularly conspicuous and mocking.

"So powerful."

Even the most intelligent envoys trembled under such a majestic aura, as vast as mountains and seas.

He silently surveyed everything below, his red robe fluttering in the storm.

Polka frowned deeply, then also rose into the air.

"Lu Qing, leave now. Do you really think that just because you've become a Commander, you dare to run wild in the territory of the Venerable Bo Shi? I can kill you once, and I can kill you a second time. Do you know that I am the number one Commander below the Star God?"

Lu Qing's lips curled up slightly:

"Roar? The First Commander, in the end, is nothing more than a Commander in terms of combat strength."

Having said that, Lu Qing no longer concealed his aura.

The overwhelming pressure from the star god's position caused the void to tremble.

Polka, who was hovering in the void, lost his balance and knelt heavily on the ground.

The several intelligence envoys beside her were crushed into puffs of blood mist by the oppressive force.

Polka◇Kaka knelt on the ground, his Adam's apple bobbing, staring incredulously at the red-clad figure in the void, his voice hoarse:

"Star God?!..."

Before she could even think, the figure of the red-clad boy appeared before her like a ghost, his slender fingers reaching out to grasp her face, which was covered in mosaics.

[Black Tower: So cool! My little sidekick is avenging me, I'm so touched.]

[Mirror Flow: Thank you.]

[Himeko: Our Starry Sky Train also expresses its gratitude.]

[Jing Yuan: Our Luofu Immortal Boat is one too.]

[Haisen: The God is so handsome.]

[Crydella: My master is still fighting for me.]

[Seele: Lu Qing: I will not only hunt you down, but also your mother.]

Chapter 107 The Venerable One with a Thin Veil

Lu Qing's slender fingers gripped her face tightly. She tried her best to break free, but to no avail.

Lu Qing, on the other hand, raised his other fist.

"This punch was delivered because of you, Ma Boshi Zun."

"This punch was for myself."

"This punch was for Black Tower."

His fists pierced her chest several times, then he casually tossed her aside like trash.