The villain's way to tame the protagonist

But that was certainly not the space that was turned over, but... the door to the zero-point maze that was opened!

Ivora, who was amplified by the etheric weapon, could actually open the entrance to the Zero Point Maze anytime and anywhere!

After throwing Efesand away, Ivora's face immediately turned gloomy. She turned her head to look at Anser, raised her hand and grabbed him. Anser, who was pressed into the wall by Efesand, appeared in her hand.

"Anser...I don't care what you're doing."

Her expression was icy as she spoke word by word, "You'd better get it out right now. I can only delay that old man for ten... Tsk, five minutes at most!"

Ansel didn't answer, just closed his eyes.

As time passed, Ivora's face became uglier and uglier. She was fully focused on controlling the space and making Efesande confused. She no longer had the energy to pay attention to Anser. Anyway, if Anser couldn't take out anything later... then she would turn around and kill Anser first! And then fight that old man to the death!

...It seems that I don’t have any extra time to believe you, Luo.

Anser sighed softly in his heart, but he did not feel any regrets, nor any resentment.

You've already helped me the most, that's all, the rest... I'll do it myself.

Inheriting the sixth-order power from Flamel is the safest choice, and it also brings endless benefits in the future.

But not inheriting that power does not mean that Anser will be completely slaughtered by the emperor.

With Ivora's help and the weakening of Effisand, the most important thing left is... himself.

He was going to really use his ectoplasm, just like... six years ago.

As the preacher of the abyss, he is favored by the abyss and can use the power of the abyss to a certain extent.

Then...preach to yourself and look for the possibility of further advancement for yourself!

If he had done the same thing six years ago, he would have gone completely crazy in an instant, but now that Anser can control this spiritual essence to a certain extent, he may not necessarily fall into complete madness.

But the ending...isn't going to be any better.

But even so, in Anser's eyes now, this is a thousand times better than letting fate drive him to swallow his father up in despair.

"So……"

Anser opened his eyes, and his sea-blue eyes were already dark.

"let's start."

He was diving into the abyss.

The abyss is the integration of information from the endless world. Countless elements and countless truths gather here, forming the cornerstone that allows this world to operate according to rules.

In the infinite darkness, endless information washed over Anser's mind - what is the essence of fire, what is the basic unit of elements, how to construct space, what is the basic principle of time... When the truth that warlocks flock to turns into a torrent, forcibly infusing and washing over your brain all the time, the truth becomes a maddening curse.

"I……"

……Um?

Ansel, who was searching for his own possibilities in the abyss, seemed to hear a voice.

In this metaphysical conceptual plane, there can be no such thing as "sound". There is nothing but endless information.

But just now...just now that was indeed -

"call……"

Anser's consciousness stopped.

At this moment, he immediately understood something and drove his mind to rush towards the source of the sound as quickly as possible.

"Call... me..."

He had heard this voice countless times.

Indifferent, calm, happy, angry, and... determined.

At that moment, when she recorded the video, she was so determined, so determined that Ansel had to regret why he doubted her.

"An…ser."

In the endless darkness, Ansher's consciousness found a gray particle.

Then in an instant, he opened his eyes.

The young Hydra looked down at his bracelet with an expression full of emotion.

"You are really... reckless. Even my father might not think of doing this."

"Anser, are you still in the mood to talk to yourself?"

"…Is it critical? No, you came just in time."

Ivora turned his head and glared at Anser, roaring angrily: "Are you crazy? That old guy is about to come out, you!"

"you……"

The eldest princess turned around and a look of shock and astonishment appeared on her face.

Because she clearly didn't sense or notice anything, but she actually saw... a vague shadow floating in the air, hugging Ansel's neck.

"Anser." The shadow whispered softly in Anser's ear, "Call its name."

The boy couldn't help but laugh and said, "Does it have to be so ceremonial?"

"of course."

The shadow became more and more solid, and turned into a person that shocked Ivora even more.

This is clearly the ignorant, weak and pitiful little doll that Anser plays with at will.

At this moment, the little doll in Ivora's eyes hugged Anser's neck and whispered:

“I’m betting my life on it.”

"I offer you the power to shatter fate."

Ansher smiled and kissed her still somewhat illusory profile, then raised the hand with the bracelet and held hands with the girl's illusory figure's hand that was stretched out from behind.

The cold iron light bloomed in their hands, and along with it, there was a resounding declaration of determination as strong as steel:

"Utopian Armaments——"

"Mechanical, Descend!"

Chapter 7: Fantasy Armaments: Deus Ex Machina Part (K)

"Ivora!!!"

The distorting gravity tore the barriers of the world apart with Efesand's violent roar. Compared with Flamel's elegant opening of the door and Ivora's delicate twisting of space, Efesand's methods seemed so crude, but they also reflected the violence she held... How terrifying it was.

This emperor, who longed to be elevated to a seventh-level existence through Anser, was obviously restraining her own strength. Her power might have been able to uproot the imperial capital or crush it to the ground in a moment, but she did not do so - she had not even ignited the flame of feasting.

Obviously, in Effisand's eyes, if dealing with these two little creatures who did not inherit power required him to the point of destroying the imperial capital, then the word "god" was too ridiculous.

In the deep pit created by Ivora's distorted space, Effisandre, who had returned from tearing through space, set off a violent shock wave. She stepped out of the torn space and roared at Ivora, who was looking at her with strange eyes:

"I want--"

boom! ! !

This was the second heart-wrenching roar that echoed throughout the imperial capital tonight.

A dazzling and blazing white light blasted from the sky towards the newly returned Effisand with a loud bang. The pure destruction contained in the light made Ivora's eyes twitch twice.

"...Anser, you are really."

She turned her head to look above her head and murmured, "It can hide things."

There, there is a floating...demon.

Demon, only this word can describe the monster that glows with a pitch-black iron glow but is not made of steel at all.

Ivora saw with his own eyes that after Anser's inexplicable call, the dull gray-black bracelet on his wrist, which looked like an ornament, burst out with iron-gray particles that covered the sky!

Behind Anser, Ming Furo's shadow merged into the endless particles, quickly wrapping Anser in it, and expanding and enlarging rapidly as if endless, and directly began to transform into a solid entity with a cold iron light.

The gray-black particle torrent builds up a thick and angular foot armor from the bottom. The only gray-white embellishment in the black color extends upward with the legs that are not bloated and have sharp lines. At the chest armor, the huge snake head roars ferociously, and the dark hole seems to be able to swallow everything. The sharp shoulder armors that extend upward on both sides are like short wings made of blades. The arm armors on both arms are all wrapped around like a snake body, but the left arm's snake head faces forward, and the open snake mouth is located on the forearm to form a muzzle. The right arm's snake tail faces forward, and the slender snake tail turns into a black arm blade, reflecting the cold moonlight.

Behind this iron demon, a circle formed by an ouroboros slowly floated, and countless iron-gray particles emerged from it, constantly improving and building up its body.

"The annihilation system is online."

"The annihilation system is online."

"The Moonfall system is online."

"Autonomous floating annihilation cannon is being formed..."

"All defensive force fields are ready."

"The current elements are composed of twenty-six types."

Inside the Iron Demon, Ansher was sitting in a cockpit. The light screen in front of him displayed a complex and chaotic data stream, while also showing the outside scene.

A streak of iron-gray particles brushed across Ansher's cheek. The young Hydra turned his head and looked. The particles that came from nowhere formed the appearance of the petite woman he had not seen for a long time.

She sat on the edge of the wide cockpit, crossed her legs, and put her hands in the pockets of her unchanging white coat. She didn't show any playful smile, nor did she pounce on Anser. She didn't look like a lucky person who had escaped from the abyss. She just said calmly:

"Long time no see, Anser."

"Long time no see, Luo."

"What?" Miss Ming Fuluo, who was petite but had an extremely strong aura, tilted her head slightly, "Are you willing to call me that now?"

The young Hydra raised his hands and begged for mercy: "If you want to apologize, wait until after tonight, okay?"

Ming Fuluo nodded slightly: "Only this time."

As she said this, she jumped into Ansel's arms and sat on his lap calmly.

"For a fantasy weapon... the cockpit is just a decoration."

Anser looked at the pile of "decorations" in front of him that looked powerful but were actually useless, and then looked at the joystick thrusters on both sides, and said with some amusement.

"I have never built this thing before, so I can only follow the wild ideas you told me."

"Although I can drive it by myself, but..."

Ming Fuluo turned her head and glanced at Anser: "I have to make you feel involved."

Anser raised his eyebrows slightly: "Without me, this thing can't even be concrete."

He shook his wrist, and the originally ordinary gray bracelet had now turned into the shape of an Ouroboros.

"Yes, yes, yes... My driver, are you sure you want to chat with me at this time?"

Ming Fuluo said calmly, "Severe spatial fluctuations have been detected. Efesand, who was exiled to the Zero Point Maze by Ivora, will be back soon."

Anser gripped the joystick. He never thought that Ming Furo even remembered the mecha battle story he casually told three years ago, and even replicated the cockpit... something meaningless for such a fantasy creation.

This absurd and unreal feeling greatly diluted Anser's pressure. Although Anser did not feel any pressure at first, when the weight of the entire body seemed to be transmitted along the joystick, the heaviness and strength gave Anser a sense of... security.

The petite woman sitting in Anser's arms said calmly: "The spatial fluctuations are rapidly intensifying. It is estimated that Efesand will arrive in four seconds."

The moment Anser came into contact with this machine, he already understood how to control it and how to exert its power. He exhaled slowly and whispered:

"Then... let's make a quick decision."

So, under Ivora's shocked gaze, the iron demon floating in the air, with its roaring snake head on its chest armor, slowly gathered white light that could instantly burn the eyes of the viewer!

"Destruction, withering, ending, light... eight elements?!"

This seemingly ordinary, pure light cannon with no special features actually brings together eight elements of extreme lethality. Under normal circumstances, if these elements were kneaded together like clay, it would have blown itself to death!

Ivora, who had no idea what was going on, felt a real... threat of death from the light gathered from the giant cannon on the Iron Demon's chest.

If he took the shot head-on, he would surely die, even if he was wearing ether armor. Ivola was so sure of this.

This attack was not only a pure explosion without any frills, but it was also a top-notch technique that could melt eight extreme elements into one and had such a huge energy level.

So, the moment Effisandr appeared, ultimate destruction came instantly.

A completely bottomless pit appeared where the Mad Emperor was. Effisand was nowhere to be seen, but the armor called Ex Machina did not just stand there in the air. Dozens of huge floating turrets floated out of the Ouroboros ring behind it, firing crazily into the air without any warning!

The extremely violent firepower shattered the deep pit created by Ivora again, causing it to collapse and expand. The palace complex at the highest point of the imperial capital Tianxin City, the seat of majesty of the empire, was mostly destroyed in this violence.

And if you look closely, you can find that under this firepower that can flatten an entire city, the target that was locked on... was not hit at all.

The beam of light symbolizing destruction was completely deflected by the distorted force field beside her when it hit her.

"It seems that you have been preparing for a long time, Anser."