Dedicate cubes to the end of the world

"If we don't try our best, Senju-sama must also feel bored. That would be a disgrace to Master Artosh's guidance, nya," Azriel said seriously, Senju rolled his eyes, thinking to himself The only thing is to prevent them from using their full strength!But how do you say this? "Yes, that's what I thought."

"In this case, let's give Blank a trial later to see if they are suitable new masters for the Sky Winged Species, nya," Azriel looked thoughtful, and Senju frowned. So, why do everyone think they will lose? !

"Alright, challenge me now. I've decided on how to play the game." Qianju thought for a while, but didn't expect any loopholes. He looked at the blank space on one side and said to Azriel. He got up, but Azrael over there had a smile on his face, "Lord Thousand Hands, did you make a mistake? You challenged us first. According to Article [-] of the Covenant, the way of the game is decided by us!"

"Huh? Don't you want to know the cause of Artosh's death?" As soon as Senju finished speaking, he felt that he had said something stupid. The two Flügels in front of him really didn't care!His face became very ugly, and now the situation was reversed. These books were very important to Qianju. He was determined to get them. They were just bones anyway, so he could afford to gamble. "That's right. So, what's the gameplay like? Direct combat?"

"This still needs to be discussed," Azrael seemed to be choked on what she wanted to say. Qianju shrugged, "I think it's best to decide now, Summoning Voice!"

Qianju clapped his hands there, and a wave of waves spread out. Azriel's expression changed greatly, "Why do you know Lord Artesio's divine voice?!"

"It's just a simulation," Qianju said with a smile. Through the long river of time, Qianju saw the scene when Artosh summoned the Flügel several times. It was very simple to copy it. After Qianju finished speaking, the surroundings were buzzing. A bunch of Flügel appeared in a swish, and they looked around excitedly, "Lord Artosh, are you back?!"

But then they noticed Bram, Blank, and Senju around them, and their expressions immediately changed, "Azrael, how did you see this place?! Mosquitoes and monkeys actually came in!"

Heavy pressure swept over them. If it weren't for the protection of the covenant, Blank and Bram would have died directly. However, the two people sleeping over there also woke up, and the amulets on their bodies also lit up, resisting the waves of threats. Pressing, Jibril teleported in front of the two of them, looking at her companions defensively.

"Quiet! Little wings!" Thousand Hands directly reported a pressure, suppressing the pressure of all Flügel, "I challenge you Flügel now, and the bet is all the books of the Flügel!"

"Divinity species?!" The surrounding Flügels also became serious, with very bad expressions on their faces, "Do you know what you are talking about? Today's books are..."

"Okay," Qianju raised his hand there, stopping the Flügel's nonsense, "My bet is the real cause of death of the God of War Artho, and these heads!"

"Ah, yes, and I am the god of the Ex-Machina." Following Senju's words, a space hole opened behind him, and three hundred Ex-Machina flew out from it, passing behind Senju. The Golden Dayan Technique formed a huge magic circle, "Now, why don't you come and have a fight?"

"Scrap! It was you who killed the God of War!" The Flügels around were a little angry. Apparently there were only a dozen or so scraps, but now there were three hundred of them. What was going on? !Could it be that this guy plotted against Master Artosh back then? !

"I didn't do it." Seeing their angry looks, Senju shook his head slightly, "Althos also knows that he was not defeated by the Ex-Machina. What he wants to know is the person hiding behind the scenes. This, I know."

"Who is it?!" Bloodthirsty smiles appeared on the faces of the surrounding Flügel, and they looked around Qianju. Qianju smiled slightly, "Then, let's play a game, of course. What I recommend most is to fight directly."

"Jibril, how long have we slept?" Kong, who was woken up by fright, frowned. He felt very energetic. According to normal calculations, he had slept for at least ten hours, but his body He told himself that he just held his sister and rested for a while, and his arms were not numb yet.

"It's only been a few minutes," Jibril said respectfully, glaring at the sky.

Wingseed told Blank what had just happened.

After listening to Jibril's words, Sora shook his head helplessly, "Really, I didn't expect that the item bar would have such a side effect, but Senju-sama still doesn't know what the White Winged Species is looking for. The cause and meaning of death are different. One is the past and one is the future.”

"Master is right," Jibril flapped her wings gently. "Even if we know the cause of Lord Ares' death, we still can't let the Flügel find the meaning of survival. What did Lord Senju do wrong?"

"Besides, it might be degeneration," Jibril looked at the murderous compatriots around her, "But, Master, now that the stage has been set up, it's time for us to perform."

"It seems that we have been underestimated, so let's have a god-killing hunt!" The eyes of the Flügel over there were stimulated by Qianju's words, and their magic power began to evaporate wantonly. The books around them were The wind flew a lot. Qianju shook his head slightly and snapped his fingers. All the wind around him dissipated and the books returned to their original positions. "They are really a murderous race. It's a pity that you will never win this war." of!"

Chapter 190 Angry

"Look here," at this tense moment, a huge blank shadow suddenly appeared next to them, where they shouted to the Thousand Sky Winged Species, "Oh, you ladies who have lost their meaning, why do you still exist now? Ah, after 6000 years of searching, have you found the answer now?”

The Flügels looked over angrily. Of course, they were looking at Jibril and the blank entity on one side. Jibril on the other side smiled and saluted, "Senior Azrael, you should also know. Yes, we Flügel have a fundamental misunderstanding."

"What makes us feel meaningful is to transform the unknown into the known. The unknown must be subverted. There is no special meaning in this. If we really want to say it, it is the enemy that must be eliminated."

"I like to challenge that enemy the most, but that idea changed the day I lost to my masters."

"The knowledge we have spent thousands of years accumulating has been overturned by masters who were born only a dozen years ago. Senior, you don't understand the meaning and value of this, do you?"

"..." Azriel looked at the excited Jibril over there with an incomprehensible expression. In fact, she knew!Although I don’t understand!

But Jibril over there continued to say to the other Flügels, "No matter how much knowledge you accumulate, you can't compete with the master who transforms the known into the unknown. At that moment, I felt a feeling of anxiety, a burning passion. Emotions make my existence meaningful, allowing me to decide to follow my master according to my own will, and it has nothing to do with covenants or anything like that."

"I know that Azrael-senpai is more worried about the future of the Flügel than anyone else, but," Jibril looked at Azriel seriously, "the answer you have been looking for for so long is not where you imagined. , the answer Senju-sama gave is not the answer you want, that’s why Azrael-senpai hesitates, right?”

Transform the known into the unknown?The Senju on the side couldn't understand what she was thinking. Maybe Chedoli and the others understood?And why does it feel like the channel has changed? !And what the hell is 'not an answer'?Aren't they looking for the cause of Arteo's death?

"I see," Qianju clapped his hands after thinking for a while. It turns out that what they are looking for is the meaning of survival. It is very similar to their own fairy soldiers, but this thing is not easy to find. Are they going to let them Are they in love? !Senju doesn't have that many people, and Chodori is just a special case!

"Really? Is this your answer? Jibril, you have really changed." Azriel looked at her seriously over there, "But, I still don't understand. Why is it just a physical thing?" Just turning into a Solitaire can bring about such a big change in you.”

"Honestly, I don't care what happens to you at all. Small fishes, mosquitoes, and monkeys, if you want to perish, just perish. Then maybe there will be a few more books of records, which is more beneficial to me."

"Huh?!" The three people over there looked over at the same time. Qianju was looking around and whistling. These three people must be so smart that they guessed at once that they were responsible.

"Alas," Sora sighed. He originally thought of many clever tricks and tricks, but now, "Props that no one uses and dolls that exist forever must be very happy, right? But what is the meaning of existence? ?”

"..." The faces of the surrounding Flügel all looked ugly, and Sora continued to sarcastically say, "Well, it doesn't matter if it's meaningless. Anyway, people like you will definitely say 'Please' when we take control of the world." Let's join in,' right? Because you just know how to adapt to the wind."

"Jibril, let's figure it out ourselves. We just bought a lot of props," Sora said and was about to get up and leave. The hatred of the Flügel next to him was firmly locked on Sora, "You bastard, how dare you do this?" Say, do you think you can run away after the quarrel? It's too late to beg for mercy now!"

"Quarrel? Beg for mercy? Ha! Only equals can quarrel," Sora tilted his head, "Are you all asleep! How can I argue with a bunch of dolls?! Bird heads!"

A group of Flügel looked at Sora dissatisfied, and Azriel on the other side slowly raised her hand, "Kill and take what you want, it is also a gift from God, meow!!"

"What a nice sentence, a famous quote from the Flügel," Qianju applauded at the side.

Sora's hatred is a little too much. What should I do with my own game? ! "If I had known better, I would have chopped Artex to death. Maybe, I would be your master now!"

Those Flügel immediately turned around and glared at the Thousand Hands, and Jibril over there even shouted, "No, only the master is the new master of the Flügel!"

"That's right, that's right," someone from the Flügel actually said something, and then even held up a banner, "Blank autograph session and handshake session?! What kind of mess is this?!"

"Ah, I forgot. In order for them to deal with the Eastern Union, I used the masters' Bible (observation diary) to preach to them. I wanted to preach to them as quickly as possible," Jibril wailed, then smiled. Said, "It comes with a wide variety of dreamy bonuses such as autograph coupons, handshake coupons, date coupons, and sleep companionship coupons."

"Don't use that despicable salesmanship! Even if more people buy repeatedly, the popularity rate won't increase!" Sora complained, and Jibril looked like she suddenly understood, "I see, I also want to explain Ming sold a considerable amount, but the number of people was unusually small, so next time I will come up with a more efficient promotion, correction, and a missionary method."

"Speaking of Jibril! If you did something like that, you have to report to me first..." Sora, who was talking, suddenly stopped there, and then broke out in a cold sweat, and Shiro next to him fell into a coma.

"Ah, the time has come," Qianju shook his head slightly and looked at Sora over there, "Don't worry, it's not the problem with the medicine just now, it's that the amulet I gave you can't withstand the impact of the Flügel's aura. It's broken, you just can't adapt to the air pressure here."

"Huhu," Sora over there looked very uncomfortable, touched his arms, and then took out a cracked crystal piece, "Jibril, air!"

After saying that, he took out two talismans and placed them on himself and Bai. The pressure around them immediately eased. "It's such a convenient prop. It seems that various tests will be done before it can be used."

"Okay, let me fight these Flügel first, and I will show you my missionary methods later," Qianju said, turning around and looking at the Flügels around him, feelings of destruction, despair, and... The smell of killing, "Little wings, are you scared?"

"Of course not!" Hundreds of Flügel looked over, with excitement in their eyes, their wings began to tremble, and the magic power around them began to fluctuate, "Come on, let's fight!"

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"Really," Sora, who had stabilized, shook his head slightly and looked at Jibril on the side, "The stimulation was a little too much. Look at these ladies, their eyes are all red."

"The anger level is rising," Bai said calmly, while quickly clicking on the light screen of the war dimension calculator on his arm, "All character data has been input, and calculations have begun to create a strength analysis map and budget flight information. ..."

"Boom!" A Flügel took a step forward, and most of the surrounding books were immediately blown away. "I accept your challenge!"

Then a group of Flügel around also spoke up at the same time. Although Azrael was a little unhappy, she finally nodded in agreement, "Then, Lord Thousand Hands, I bet all the books here, we accept your challenge!"

"Really, don't destroy my books!" Qianju shouted dissatisfiedly, and released a light, and the books that had been thrown away returned to their original positions, "Have you figured out how to play the game?"

"I've already thought about it." Azrael looked at the blank space and then at Qianju, a ferocious smile appeared on his face, "Anyone who dares to insult Lord Artexu should be punished by heaven. I have decided, next It’s a real battle game!”

"Real battle? Is there such an option?" Kong on the other side was curious, and Jibril explained, "It's a virtual battle in the virtual space, but because of the lack of authenticity, we don't like it too much."

"Oh? Is it a virtual space? I don't know if it can carry my power. If not, just use the space I created." Qianju smiled and looked at Azriel on the side, her fingertips lit up. Zi Guang said, "Of course, this space can carry [-]% of Lord Artesio's power."

"Eighty percent, it seems that he has been underestimated," Qianju smiled and shook his head, the aura on his body slowly rising, "Then feel the power of the gods, Jibril, protect the three of them, don't die. ah!"

"Boom!" The world around them changed, and golden flames ignited around them. The Flügels felt like they were falling into the sun, and their wings seemed to begin to burn. The fantasy species Abant Heim also instinctively shouted With a mournful cry, it felt like it was directly incinerated, although it still existed under the protection of the covenant.

However, then it discovered to its horror that the power of the covenant was weakening, and its own existence was decreasing bit by bit. The Flügel here were also resisting with difficulty. Seeing that their power was about to break through the shackles of the covenant, Qian He shrugged and withdrew his strength, "That's about it."

"Phew, so strong!" The Flügel over there knelt on the ground, and burns appeared on their bodies. This was when they faced the power of Thousand Hands, they 'realized' that they would be burned, and then showed it on their bodies. , it was not considered injured by Qian Shu, but feeling the injuries on their bodies, they became excited, with expressions on their faces.

Bloodthirsty smile.

The blank brother and sister next to him were trembling, and Bram fainted. This was the result of them being protected by the amulet. Jibril was still smiling excitedly, "Senju-sama, you have changed again." So strong!”

"Well, it's okay," Qianju looked at the three people and waved his hands. Two concentrated spells were used on Blank's body, and a stream of blood energy was poured into Bram's body. He immediately woke up, where he was panicking. Checking the body.

After discovering that the damage on his body was just a psychological effect, Bram was relieved. However, as a master of illusion, he also knew the danger just now. If his consciousness did not react, he would really be killed by his own illusion.

Although a group of people are marveling at the power of Thousand Hands, what they are more concerned about is that Thousand Hands can break through the constraints of the ten covenants. This is not a good thing, at least not for humans and vampires.

Azriel breathed a sigh of relief, "Really, how can we use such a barbaric way to fight? We Flügel are a race that pursues knowledge. I have decided that the method of fighting is text materialization solitaire!"

"Tch~" A group of Flügel snorted in displeasure, but they didn't say anything. In fact, although they were warlike, they didn't like to be abused!And they instinctively surrendered to the aura of Thousand Hands.

"But who will compete?" Sora, who had regained consciousness there, popped up from behind Jibril with a weak look, "Jibril, they won't let you compete, right?"

"Don't worry, Master, I think I can do it," Jibril flapped her wings happily, "Look at my compatriots, they are all frightened, they still have to rely on me here!"

"You!" Azrael shouted loudly, and then looked at the group of compatriots around her who were unhappy but had surrendered eyes. She knew that they could not fight against Thousand Hands. After all, she herself was the same, completely surrendered. Under Senju's aura, he didn't dare to think too much, "I have decided that it will be up to Sora and you to fight Senju-sama."

"Blank, if you win, we will help you once, but if you fail, you will hand over Jibril's ownership to me!"

"Objection, object!" Jibril shouted there, "Compared to the Flügel, the master is more important. Master, please don't agree!"

The surrounding Flügels were also silent, with no intention of shouting. Although they were protected by the covenant, they had just seen the 'power' of the Thousand Hands and instinctively surrendered to the strong. It seemed that Sora was right. Ah, to the strong, they are really just helpless people!

"Jibril, be quiet," Sora smiled and waved, then sprayed at Azriel, @#￥#￥, the general idea is that Azrael is a fool, a fool, facing the strong, He knelt down without hesitation, but now he is begging for alms. Don’t you know how shameless you are? !

If you want to ask someone for help, just offer reciprocal value!Do you think you care about you homeless dogs and hollow dolls?However, Master Kong has a broad mind and does not care about these things. As long as the Flügel agree to join the Elkia-Eastern United Alliance, he agrees to help the Flügel win.

"..." Azriel was speechless as she watched Sora squirt there. Qian Shu was speechless on the side. Are everyone here shaking their heads?After being scolded, Rang was convinced, but Senju didn't understand that his behavior was just to convince others, but Sora used scolding to make the Flügels 'think'!

"Wow wow wow~" Azrael, who only reacted after a while, cried loudly and threw herself into Jibril's arms for comfort. Then she was kicked away by Jibril, "Okay, let's vote now, I Agree to let Master represent the Flügel in the competition."

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"We also agree." After Jibril expressed her position, more than a dozen Flügel expressed their attitude. After watching it for a while, Qianju realized that these were the members of the Eighteen-Wing Council. With a majority vote, they would It means that the resolution has been passed, and now the Flügel are a little confused. Which one is more powerful, the unknown (blank) or the known (thousand hands)?Let them take a good look!

"Oh, really, is it another multi-layered game? It seems that I must win this time," Sora moved his body there and finally smiled, "The prize is really generous!"

"It's really cunning." Senju shook his head slightly and looked at Sora who was smiling over there. "The last thing I want to encounter is an opponent like you. But, Sora, you have to be careful, I won't hold back." .”

"Well, Senju-sama, we can't lose," Sora patted Shiro's head, then came over and shook hands with Senju, "But it's really an honor for us to challenge you."

"I'm honored too." After holding his hands together, Qianju's eyes lit up and he smiled at Sora. Looking at Qianju and Sora who were smiling at each other, Azriel on one side was very calm, and they were both on the other side. Whoever wins or loses, it's all good for her. If Senju wins, she can get Jibril's ownership back; if Blank wins, she can prevent the Flügel from falling back into a state of self-destruction due to losing their goal.

Of course, she believed that the Senju would win in the end, but if Blank won, it was time for her to consider Jibril's words, think about the meaning of the existence of the Flügel, and see what unknown things Blank had?

The surrounding Flügels looked at each other,

Then we worked together to weave the spells needed for the game, where Azriel explained the rules of the game Solitaire.

The mentioned items will disappear if they are present and appear if they are not present.

If you say a word that has already been used, cannot answer within 30 seconds, and cannot continue, you will lose as long as one of the above is met.

However, non-actual, fictitious, and unimaginable things cannot be embodied, so even random words or phenomena will lead to invalid answers.

Then Sora kindly explained the rules to Senju. Senju nodded with understanding and learned a few more things.

If the contestant says 'woman', all the women around them except contestant Shiro will disappear, but if they say 'man', Senju and Sora will be fine.

If we talk about the heart or the water that makes up the body, then all the water and heart outside the body will disappear, and other things will be similar. The embodied items will not affect the player's own existence.

Once the game is over everything will return to its original state.

"Senju-sama, do you understand the rules of this?" Sora said with a smile, and Senju nodded, "Is that so? I was originally worried that you were talking about 'memory'."

"Haha, I've thought about it too," Sora smiled and shook his head, "But that would cause serious damage to the player's existence!"

"That's not a problem, but I still have a problem." Qianju shook his finger and continued talking to him, "That's the problem of language. As you know, there is no way to connect different languages. Play."

"This doesn't seem to be a problem," Sora shook his head, with a different light in his eyes, "When I played this with Jibril, our languages ​​​​should be different, but the game can 'understand' Different languages ​​are connected.”

"Okay, that's good," Senju nodded, indicating that he understood the rules. Sora said with a smile, "Then, Senju-sama, for the sake of my explanation, how about giving me the first move in the game?"

"You don't want to end the game at the very beginning, do you?" Senju looked at him sideways. Even if he was given the choice, he would end the game at the very beginning. Sora shook his head slightly, "Don't worry, it won't happen."

Azrael clapped his hands, and a table appeared there with the equipment needed for this game on it, "We can start."

"Swear to the covenant," the three of them sat down. Azrael looked at the blank space across from him and couldn't think of any chance of victory for the two of them. However, the two old gods hugged each other, "Then, let's Let’s talk first, Fantasy Killer!”

In an instant, Azrael felt that she could no longer exert the power within her body, and then she appeared in the space where the items that should be eliminated were located, surrounded by all the Flügels, and outside, the Ex-Machinas also fell to the ground. , and then the library fell downwards. Qianju shook his head slightly, "It really denies all extraordinary powers, but it will still fall downwards for a while, the mobile phone!"

"No!!!" The two of them watched the mobile phones in their hands disappear and immediately started crying. After banging the table for a while to vent their feelings, they said, "Mecha!"

"Ah, I can't think of it anymore," Senju looked like he had a headache. Although Azrael thought well, Sora was not stupid. When he was chatting with Senju just now, he used small props to do it. We communicated spiritually, negotiated various conditions, and played a small game.

Thousand Hands can not only copy the books of Elkia and Eastern United, but also the books collected after the blank, of course, including this one that is about to be obtained.

By the way, he also talked about the subsequent purchase and trading plans of various items. If they help, various things will not require Senshou to put much effort into it.

This made the somewhat lazy Senju very satisfied, and he immediately agreed to his failed plan. Sure enough, what a smart person says makes sense, and the connecting dragon is so powerful.

"Hey, Senju-sama, you're too lazy!" Sora complained, Senju waved his hand helplessly, "Okay, there's no audience, so what else are you playing?!"

Bram, who was huddled next to him, didn't dare to make a sound. Senju glanced at him, and then Bram honestly accepted a memory, which was a super powerful game between Senju and Blank. In the end A scene that evaporates this universe.

"Okay, no problem," Qianju snapped his fingers, and the surrounding scene returned to its original state. The surrounding Flügel also looked over, "What was that just now?! It actually made us disappear?!"

"Who won?!" Azrael asked nervously, Qianju shrugged, "Ah, Blank is so powerful, I lost this time."

"!!!" The surrounding Flügels were surprised and looked at the Thousand Hands with inexplicable expressions. Even the gods were defeated by this human race. No wonder Jibril was convinced. Azriel's eyes flashed. Shrink, can the human race actually defeat the gods? !Is this the unknown? !

"Tch, I haven't had enough fun yet," Sora said dissatisfiedly. Qianju knew he was talking about mechas, "That's nothing, I also sell them here."