Come and connect with me!

He forced a smile, but felt his muscles trembling. The sharpness of Altair's saber and Mirokuji Youye's wooden sword collided, causing him to feel a sting in the corners of his eyes. He knew that as long as a saber penetrated the line of defense, it could easily pierce him.

"No, Your Highness Saota, you are just a civilian and have not received any combat training before. You can overcome fear, which is better than most people. Please don't belittle yourself too much."

Mistra's calm tone gave Mizushino{xiao}Sa{sa} too much courage. He gritted his teeth and took Ceresya to a corner with Mistra.

"Thank you, Sata. Phew, I'm sorry for holding you back this time."

Ceresya smiled bitterly.

"Please take a good rest. I'm going to support that man..."

"Mirokuji Yuya, his name is Mirokuji Yuya, from the comic [Locked Zone Underground-Dark Night-]."

Mizuno Satai said hurriedly.

Mistra nodded calmly, indicating that she understood, then stood up and suddenly opened a blue magic shield to protect the three of them.

She frowned. Not far in front of her, a blonde female knight wearing armor and holding a spear was watching them coldly and silently.

"Is he a friend or an enemy?"

Mistra asked seriously.

"Your enemies."

The female knight's voice was as harsh as her appearance. Then, when she saw Mizushino Sata, who had a look of fear on his face but still opened his arms to protect Cerescia behind him, she hesitated for a moment and turned away.

"A knight will not attack an unarmed person. Next time we meet, I will not hold back."

The female knight gradually disappeared, and only the heavy heartbeat of the young man could be heard in the corner.

"Yes... It's Aristelia Febrali, from [Scarlet Aristelia], she's a good person... Haha..."

He let out a meaningless laugh, feeling that all his courage in life had been used up today.

And no more than two meters in front of him, Akashi half-crouched on the ground and said in surprise: "Is this the protagonist meow? He looks just like an ordinary person meow?"

Wuming raised her hands and hugged the dazed big white fox. Even though the four of them remained invisible, she could still relax and sleep soundly.

"He is the real trigger of everything."

Chapter 141 re: Speech of Justice

An adolescent boy was jealous that his female netizen was better at drawing than him, so he turned a blind eye to her help when she needed it the most. This caused the female netizen, who was also in adolescence, to lose her temper and lie on the railway tracks, regretting it deeply.

This is the beginning of the story, but it is different from the clichéd opening. Apart from the options of being forgotten and buried, the precise and old-fashioned rules of the world suddenly get stuck. When the creatures from fantasy descend from the illusion and want to take revenge on this damn reality, the story quickly goes in a direction that no one can predict.

Wuming finished looking at the three protagonists and led everyone away.

There are familiar golden marks on the heads of the white-haired and red-haired girls, symbolizing their potential to be linked with the ship girls. The only problem is that the red-haired girl has a childhood sweetheart who is the male protagonist. The white-haired girl can try to pry her away, and it can also allow the port to add new magical talents, perhaps allowing the ship equipment to obtain spell shields or similar technologies. The port itself also has a sufficient amount of new technologies and is attractive to this type of character, so it is not difficult to recruit them.

The female knight Alistairia is a character full of déjà vu, with a golden mark flashing brightly on her head. She is holding the metal spear silently, guarding the retreat route of the bad boy intentionally or unintentionally.

Even though she looks like a common character setting in Western fantasy games, years of fighting and killing have given her the intuition necessary for the Dai Mao series. This allows her to have an extremely high sense of danger and a terrifying intuition that is almost predictable. Even if she is not fighting in a city with tall buildings, she instinctively finds several possible escape routes and chooses the one that is easiest to leave to guard.

The saber gleamed coldly and was knocked away by Mirokuji Yuye who was fighting side by side with his stand Ban'e.

"Hey, that woman over there, she didn't even look at her opponent when she was fighting, isn't that too rude?"

While dodging in a panic, he refused to admit defeat. The stubbornness of the bad boy was almost engraved in his bones. He greeted Altair with a ruffian attitude.

“Do you consider how the bug feels when you step on it?”

Altair shifted his gaze and looked behind Alice. The five magic cubes not only gave her a new life, but also allowed her to roughly sense the location of the ship girls in the port area. Even if they were completely invisible, she could still judge the direction with an inexplicable intuition.

"Are you satisfied, Your Highness, with this world?"

She spoke softly in the direction where no one was.

Alice quickly turned her head to look, then continued to hold the spear, not giving Mirokuji Youye any chance to escape.

"There is no such thing as satisfaction or dissatisfaction. As long as we achieve our goal, the world is ours. I will use it freely in my own way."

Wuming's voice came from behind the female knight. As an inspirational man who was arm in arm with the final villain, Wuming also went through the villain's self-cultivation several times before officially appearing on the stage, for fear of speaking in a way that was not decent enough.

The female knight was startled and subconsciously jumped forward, landing not far from Altair. She turned around, holding the gun in both hands, slightly bent her body, and looked over there with a tense body.

There were four people she had never seen before in the place where she was before, a man holding the fox-eared priestess, and behind him, a black-haired ghost with double horns and a green-haired cat-eared girl.

When Altair saw Wuming appear, he sheathed the sword that was besieging Mirokuji Youye and a genuine smile appeared on his face.

"Of course, Your Highness, we have the same goal, and the promised things will certainly be delivered as desired. Even the land of the gods should be shrouded in the glory of Your Highness."

Mirokuji Youye had a chance to catch his breath. He turned his head to look at Wuming and frowned. Even without Altair's compliment, he felt a strong sense of crisis from the animal-eared woman in the man's arms, which made his back cold, his hair stood on end, and even his heartbeat became heavy.

"A [creature]? But this is too outrageous. It feels like it's not in the same dimension as me."

He muttered to himself, his feeling told him that he was doomed, but his spirit would not succumb to his intuition and he was still waiting for a chance to escape.

The villain, like the protagonist, must also learn to run away before he grows up. Facing any enemy with integrity will only cause grass to grow on his grave.

"W-what, that, Princess of Military Uniforms, aren't we going to let God know our demands?"

Momika Kouzu pursed her lips, with a hint of panic in her eyes. She could no longer figure out what Altair was thinking, nor did she know if what she was doing was right.

"Hey, little sister over there, the woman next to you is not a good person. She looks so superior and disgusting. Hey, you are not the type to associate with evil people, right?"

Yuya Mirokuji laughed loudly. He also had a lot of the verbal skills that a hot-blooded comic villain had, which made the already unstable magical girl even more embarrassed.

"How interesting! Is this the so-called ultimate villain? It seems that your mouth skills are more powerful than the toy in your hand."

Wuming said excitedly, the screams and wails nearby gradually weakened, ambulances were coming and going quickly, and in every corner, there were black gun muzzles pointing here. The large-scale explosion was a major case that had to be taken seriously everywhere. Wuming could even feel that something was aiming at here from two kilometers away.

"Toys? Hey, brother, what you said is really hurtful. But I can feel that you and I are not the same kind of people. You don't seem like the [Final Boss]. What do you mean by the way to use this world?"

Even though he looked like a gangster in his twenties, but was actually only eighteen years old, he had observation skills that were inconsistent with his age and could see that Wuming had no desire to rule the world.

"Who knows? I also have my own demands. It's just that to achieve this goal, I must obtain this world.

By the way, don’t you think the [God] of this world is too arrogant? For the sake of so-called gimmicks, they want our world to constantly encounter natural disasters and man-made disasters to meet their serialization requirements. Under the guise of civilization, how many innocent worlds have been plunged into war? "

Wuming gathered his emotions and spoke in a low voice.

"Mirokuji Yuya, even if you call yourself an evil party, you have never destroyed world after world for the so-called "entertainment", right? In the final analysis, even the most evil "creatures" are nothing in this land of gods stained with sin, right?"

Mirokuji Youye was startled, then smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that a truly extraordinary person has come. You are the type who knows the consequences, understands the path, and then chooses revenge. I can't do anything about people like you."

After knowing the cause and effect, those who choose revenge are much more difficult to deal with than those crazy people who try to destroy the world because of their momentary passion. They have perseverance, wisdom, and courage. Even if they are misunderstood and despised, they can deal with it calmly. In order to achieve their goals, they don't care about anything...

"Hey, people over there, put your hands up and don't move!"

Dozens of special police officers dressed in black police uniforms, wearing helmets and holding thick explosion-proof shields surrounded the place silently. The leader shouted with a loudspeaker, and from time to time he looked at Altair who was spinning a saber beside him with a look of shattered worldview. As for Noshiro Shinano and the others, it can be explained as cosplay.

But no one here cared. Wuming tilted his head and sneered.

"What if I say no?"

"boom!"

Chapter 142: Re: The Beginning of a New World

The bullet traveling at three times the speed of sound made a slight hissing sound, burst out from an inconspicuous corner, and hit Wuming's head directly.

At this time, the sound of the bullet being fired finally came.

"Why, how could this happen..."

The magical girl opened her eyes wide, clutched her wand tightly, and fell to the ground weakly.

But neither Altair nor Mirokuji Yuye paid much attention to this bullet. The former was convinced that a commander of the port area whose skills were far superior to those of the world would not be killed by a mere bullet, while the latter raised his head, sniffed it, and then burst into laughter.

"It seems that such a welcoming ceremony will require a big fuss in advance."

Wuming said helplessly as a bullet hit his forehead and fell to the ground with a crisp sound, but he was unharmed.

The big white fox in his arms opened its eyes, with cold animality in its pupils. Its body slowly rose into the air, and its nine fox tails spread out. In the eyes of everyone, the world suddenly went dark at that moment.

"Drown in hell!"

The butterflies fluttered, dragging long flames, leaving behind tiny spots of light, and flew in all directions.

Bustling commercial streets, tall and silent skyscrapers, tree-lined parks, small shops in the streets and alleys...

The Lost Nine-Mist Three-Qi Nine-Eight

The silhouette of the butterfly gradually spread throughout the entire city, and every time it flapped its wings, more people noticed this magnificent creature that did not belong to reality.

The elderly over 70 years old, the young teenagers, and the steady and mature middle-aged people were all equally trapped in the dream and then discovered a terrible truth.

The world is distorted.

The embracing lovers turned into evil spirits. Their images in each other's eyes changed drastically, they became either ugly and smelly demons, or weird and corrupt monsters. The driver of the vehicle only felt it was slippery in his hands, and the steering wheel, which he had been so skilled at in the past, turned into wet suction tentacles. He wanted to struggle, but found that he had merged with the monster under him without knowing when, and could no longer be separated. The vehicle was transformed into a headless monster lying on the ground with all four limbs, drifting among the group of monsters.

More people are working, and it feels like the keyboards they are typing on, the pens and papers they are writing on, and even the tables and chairs they are sitting on, have all come alive, opening their sharp teeth covered in flesh and blood, biting the people who are working fiercely.

The familiar world has been replaced by hell. Modern humans, who are psychologically fragile, have felt a strange fear for the first time in a long time. Solid houses can block out the sunlight and resist floods and storms, but in the face of the weirdness born deep in their hearts, they are no better than mice in cages. They are just being played around by another bigger hand.

The power of Shinano radiates with her as the center, and the entire city turns into an illusion, becoming her domain, allowing her to play with the fate of everyone there at will.

She turned her gaze to the SWAT officers writhing on the ground in pain, slowly opened her five fingers, and then clenched them.

Deeper nightmares pour out into the sea of ​​their minds. Endless fear and endless torture will make them experience the most terrible fate.

"Ok?"

Shinano blinked, then suddenly lowered her head and looked at Wuming.

"What's wrong? Did the plan not go well?"

The silver-haired fox-eared queen shook her head slightly. She vaguely felt a red shadow flash by. When she was wondering if it was an illusion, her body instinctively lowered her head to think, which caused Wuming to misunderstand.

"It went very smoothly. I just wanted to punish these guys a little."

She spoke softly, her tone still soft and with a girlish innocence, but her punishment was far more than just a little.

"No need for that. If it's not necessary, it's better to leave them some chance to survive. There's no need to cause unnecessary casualties."

Wuming looked at the special police officers who were wailing in pain and felt a little bit sorry for them. He also didn't want to let this pure white fox beauty be tainted by shadow.

The ship girls of the Red Axis pursue results and desire victory, but they never care about how to achieve it.

Fanatical worship and absolute obedience allow them to have the confidence to bite off a large piece of meat from Azur Lane even when they are at a disadvantage, but such a style is still not suitable for the current port area.

"Since it is my husband's request."

Shinano nodded silently, and the special police's nightmare difficulty was adjusted from five to one, returning from a crazy world of constant natural disasters to a demonic city filled with nothing but weird things.

At the same time, Shinano's fingers moved, and the special police officer who shot the bullet trembled and his breathing became weaker.

Even if the fox beauty retracted her fangs, she would not really turn into a harmless rabbit. She still took away a life silently.

A major event that affects an economic city is enough to mobilize the entire country. The state machinery will analyze everything in detail and will only understand the cause of the incident faster than in the original plot.

As far as the opening ceremony is concerned, it is enough.

Altair calmly watched the screams and wails resounding throughout the city, feeling the loosening of the world's laws. Cracks had begun to appear on the Pillars of Heaven, and an unprecedented wind of change was about to sweep across the entire world. When the existence of weird, fantastical things was deeply embedded in the world's laws, even the world itself could not quell this change.

"Come on, I can't wait to hear the sound of the building collapsing."

Altair opened his arms and embraced the world with the sound of crying in the background.

Akashi yawned and muttered, "There's no one else here meow, why are you doing this position meow?"

Altair's face froze, he lowered his arm to cover up, coughed softly, and said with a wandering look: "Yu, this is the setting that Setsuna gave me..."

Unlike her rustic appearance, the artist Shimazaki Yuna has a rather evil taste. The original Shirakigusa was a girl with a strong curiosity and healing abilities, but when she was recreated as Altair, she was given a setting that made her speak in an ancient and second-year style, making her always unconsciously speak in a tone of discussing the destruction of the world, or habitually stay in an empty corner with an expression that seemed to have a lot of stories in her mind, staring blankly at the empty place.

"Ahem, since His Majesty Shinano's opening ceremony has ended, we shouldn't continue to linger in the center of the stage. Craving for the spotlight will only cause dissatisfaction among the audience."

She smiled slightly, took the violin and the saber, and pulled gently. The magical girl and the female knight were covered by light at the same time. They slowly flew up with Wuming and his group, then disappeared into a blue vortex.

[Respectfully inform all gods, we were born from fantasy, and we have fought through all difficulties and tried our best to bring this Age of Gods to an end! ]

All the people trapped in the nightmare had these words appearing in their minds at the same time, and then they woke up as if waking from a dream.

In a corner, a silver-haired, blue-eyed sage girl looked pale as she stared at the gradually recovering city in silence.

The world is about to change.