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Xinke raised her head, stared at Roland's solemn expression, took a deep breath, and even though she had already guessed the answer, she still asked with the last trace of luck.

"Miss Hubie, after releasing this blow, even the God of War will probably fall into a period of weakness."

How much she hoped Hubie could confirm her guess. However, even after gaining the heart, the Ex-Machina still had a cold cruelty.

"[Negative] Although it is expected that the target will only have 12% of its power left, judging from the divine marrow, this power still exists three times as high as the target's Okan, which is better than the will body."

"That's right,"

Suddenly, Roland nodded calmly, feeling the power that was almost drained from his body. It was the strongest divine attack, but his power was completely suppressed by Artesiu. The energy wind that was still raging above the planet was an example. .

Even though he has a perpetual motion machine that can continuously replenish his energy, Artexiu is still recovering. Because of his different abilities, although his recovery speed is slower than his own, the quality and quantity will never be inferior to him.

Even if he takes advantage of the opponent's arrogance, Roland is still at an absolute disadvantage.

In the distance, Abantheim also changed from his previous slow speed and rushed towards the battlefield in the sky. The wings of the Flügel next to him also began to shine with the light of power, and they were looking at the Alliance warships with eager eyes.

"They are coming..."

Jibril whispered, and stood next to Roland. Because she was only used for amplification before, although her size has shrunk a lot, she still maintains considerable fighting ability.

However, the threat of the Flügel was only a trivial matter. Everyone was silent as they watched the blazing light flying out of the city-state, shining as bright as the sun.

Even if all the Flügels are killed, what will happen?

As long as Artosh cannot be eliminated, the aftermath of the battle will swallow them up. By then, it will be nothing more than a worthless victory.

"call……"

Under such heavy pressure, Jibril also closed her eyes and sighed deeply.

Immediately, she unfolded it again and smiled at Roland.

"If it was the master, he must have taken countermeasures long ago."

Unlike Jikai, who looks calm on the outside, but is already a fanatical believer of Roland in his heart and cannot question Jibril, Jibril is not that blind.

But she couldn't deny that the emotions in her heart were far beyond those of the Flügel. Even with such an unsettling gap between the enemy and ourselves, she still had faith that Roland would win.

Even though it may be something that he cannot achieve, if Roland does it, it will definitely become true.

"Since we don't want to be affected, wouldn't it be enough to change the battlefield?"

Roland smiled slightly and looked at his companions around him. He had spent a lot of effort integrating so many forces, not just to waste them in the aftermath.

"You just continue to fight the Flügel on Disbod. I will take Artosh to another battlefield exclusive to us."

"Another battlefield...where is that place?"

Jibril blinked and asked curiously.

"universe."

Roland stretched out his finger, raised it with a smile, and pointed it to the sky.

"The universe beyond this planet."

Chapter 344 The Savior of the Wicked

"The universe beyond the planets?"

Such an answer made everyone around look at each other, even Jibril looked confused.

However, even though they were not clear about the meaning of this conclusion, when Roland said it calmly, everyone who usually argued loudly during arms production involuntarily shut up.

Just like when Roland brought the Ex-Machines back and let them directly participate in the communication and production of various races.

Even though they knew that the arrival of the Ex-Machines would increase efficiency, it would also risk exposing racial intelligence, but no one dared to question it.

As long as it is Roland's decision, all races will obey it unconditionally.

This kind of power that has not declined from top to bottom is also part of the alliance's ability to prepare so quickly. Otherwise, whether the new battleship should have more magical components of the elves or the spiritual components of the goblins , this simple thing is enough to keep the two races quarreling for months.

Having Roland give the order directly will make this step much easier.

Reason, insecurity, and even logic itself are all things that need to be considered after doing it.

Roland was also vaguely aware of this strange atmosphere, probably because he was the first god species to be so closely involved in the internal affairs of the race. The conflict he imagined before establishing the alliance almost did not happen.

After all, compared to Kainas, who was content to be the emperor and completely gave up, or Okan, who was as kind as the grandfather next door but also more like a technical backbone, Roland's existence was more like a god than any other divine species.

He will issue decrees, show strength, strength, beauty, and immortality.

After knowing that such a person was leading them, coupled with the uneasiness before the war, their respect for him gradually turned from eagerness to fanaticism. The people first regarded him as a god, then as a leader, and finally some people even privately called him an emperor. Emperor.

The social atmosphere created after the integration of politics and religion made Roland a little surprised, but he also knew that under such absolute authority, it was inseparable from the fact that the people regarded him as the last straw.

After defeating the two remaining gods, he became the only candidate to fight against Artosh, and will lead all races to break through the end of the war and lead the way to a new era.

Even dragon spirits who can see through time and even gods like Okan are not immune to this kind of atmosphere.

"Is it possible to use the universe as a battlefield because there is a reason to do so?"

"It seems that your intuition has not deteriorated due to the reduction of divine essence, Okan."

Roland glanced at the thoughtful Okan. Compared with Cainas, Okan still maintained some sanity in his blindness.

He knew that Roland planned to forge his own heart, but to go outside the universe just to avoid affecting this condition was somewhat inconsistent with his style.

At Okan's reminder, Jibril also put on a thinking expression, and then suddenly raised her head and looked at Roland, the awe and admiration in her eyes getting a little deeper.

"Star Cup, in order to obtain the Star Cup, leaving this planet is a necessary condition."

Only the matter involving the all-powerful conceptual device constituted the reason why Roland had concealed the matter until now.

"Jibril, you are still so smart."

Roland complimented Jibril casually, smiled slightly, and said: "The only condition for the war to end is for the throne of the only God to have an owner, that is, to have the conceptual device that is limited to one person, the Star Cup."

"The more traditional strategy is to leave only one god species before a new god species is born. In this way, the conditions for the Star Cup to appear in front of the strongest god will be met."

"But in fact, there is another more royal method, isn't there?"

"Eh?"

Doubtful, uneasy, unable to understand.

Whether it was Okan or King Conglong, even the two geniuses Xin Ke and Ronny looked at Roland with confused eyes.

Apart from this method, is there any other way to obtain the Star Cup?

The marrow is the most powerful force in the world. Even the weapons of goblins and forest elves are based on this foundation. This is common sense.

Everyone on the field, except Jibril with an admiring smile and the silent Ex-Machina, was the only one who realized what Roland meant. He acted as if he was being forced to explain a cold joke, feeling it was meaningless from the bottom of his heart. He looked around with his eyes and sighed.

"The gods are indeed unrivaled existences, but even if they are as noble as them, weren't they born from this planet?"

"——Elven Corridor."

As if to supplement Rick's words, Okan said in a sarcastic tone.

"I actually forgot something so obvious."

The origin of all things, the flow of all phenomena, the essence of created things, races, and gods are all created through the Elf Corridor.

Because of this, even if they know they are defeated, the gods do not want to leave the origin star and run to the universe to survive, because this is the place closest to the truth.

Even if the power of all the gods on this planet is added up, according to general logic, the power of the origin of the planet will be greater.

But no one had ever thought about this before, perhaps because it was too natural. Instead, it was dark under the lights, but the speechless reactions around him were not beyond Roland's expectations.

This is just a limitation of vision. Born in the eternal war, naturally no one will question whether this way of life is correct, and no one will be arrogant enough to want to destroy the place where they live together with themselves.

Because that's not called war, that's called dying together.

Looking at the stunned and wide-eyed people, Roland suddenly spoke.

"If this is a game, then as long as the board is overturned, the Star Cup will appear."

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the huge hole below.

"As long as I think about it now, I can pierce the source of the Elf Corridor directly through the core of the planet and release a power that transcends all."

Penetrating the planet, which sounds like a fantasy to the gods, is no longer a difficult task with the weapons of the Elkia Alliance.

"In other words, before the planet is destroyed but before we are completely dead, letting Lord Roland get the Star Cup in advance means final victory?"

Xin Ke recovered from the dazed and lost state and shouted loudly, but Roland seemed to be very happy about this sentence and smiled slightly.

"That's a nice idea, but unfortunately, you overlooked one condition."

Roland said in a deep voice.

"It's just a way to make the Star Cup appear, not a condition for possessing it."

The strongest existence, this is the condition for obtaining the Star Cup.

Mentioning this matter, Okan also showed a depressed look on his face.

“If we don’t kill Artosh, even if we pierce the planet to release the Star Grail, it will only appear in that guy’s hands. He has such a high level of divine essence.”

"I see."

Xin Ke nodded suddenly.

"That's why Mr. Roland wants to fight the God of War in the universe, just to prevent the Star Cup from appearing in the hands of the God of War in advance when the battle is going on. The same is true for taking the initiative to use that divine strike to issue an invitation."

Compared with passively waiting for the arrival of the God of War, such behavior is indeed a more proactive choice.

Before, Xinke was a little confused as to why Roland would waste such a powerful blow on an unnecessary provocation instead of gathering all weapons to attack Artesio.

Originally, this method was the best way to release the power to the greatest extent.

But if all this really develops in the direction she thinks, it will probably only cause a disaster more terrifying than the direct bombardment of God's Strike.

The planet will probably be torn apart, and then the Star Cup will come to the God of War, making him the only god.

Thinking of this possibility, Xinke was frightened into a cold sweat and bit her lip.

"In that case, this war will not be over."

Even if such power could directly annihilate all the Flügels who were eyeing them with eagerness, it would be completely negative in ending this war.

The God of War is the source of everything. The actions of the Elkia Alliance are just to allow the race called Flügel to be reborn in a new world.

And what would a world dominated by Artosh look like?

Thinking of the style represented by the God of War's essence, it is not difficult to guess that kind of future.

He will not kill the remaining survivors, because he doesn't care. I am afraid that the only god named Artosh will just be like in the past, sitting high in the clouds, admiring the world's eternal chaos and war.

Until the sea water in the world is replaced by blood, and the mountains in the world are all piled up with skulls, will it be enough to reveal his name.

Maybe, he will also take the initiative to give rewards and blessings for wonderful battles and killings. At that time,

All life will only be left in two states: either it is engaged in a war, or it is always preparing for another war.

The never-ending reincarnation is like an endless purgatory.

In that case, it would be better to die early on the battlefield.

Xin Ke was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

Unexpectedly, the war hadn't started yet, and with her arrogance that even the gods despised, she cooperated with the alliance's armaments, and subconsciously gave up the dream of victory in her heart.

That's why I was thinking about how I should face this ending before this kind of world comes.

"Obviously, in order to win, I have to take Artosh to fight in the universe."

Roland was still talking. Looking at him like this, Xinke heartily gave up.

In the past, she had lost to Roland, so she took the initiative to become a part of Roland's power after gaining recognition.

For the forest elves, this kind of behavior is not shameful. Leaving aside losing to rats like goblins, facing noble beings like gods, defeat is a matter of course.

Although Xinke was truly convinced when Roland showed his power over Kainas and Okan, from another perspective, if Roland had not shown power beyond the gods, she still would not Put away the arrogance in your heart.

But now, she was somewhat aware of the reason why Roland had these powers.

That was the strongest god Artex. Although no one mentioned it, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Roland's power was not as powerful as that God of War.

Even though this did not mean that he would definitely lose, in the face of such despair, Roland never thought of retreating.

He may have made a lot of plans and hid many backup plans that he had never thought of to deal with this crisis, but he never gave up on winning.

There are obviously risks in this, and if one step goes wrong, the whole game may be lost. By then, let alone regaining strength, even if you want to escape, you will not have another chance.