"Knock.. Boom"

"Sorry, can I come in. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

This is the core control area of the particle-interfering-equipment. As an annual practice, the managers in the core control areas, in addition to referees, only recommend junior high school students from provinces and regions with a TP greater than 250. At this time, it was Hong who quietly came after Andre and Yi Duyan broke out again. It's not so much coming, but it's better to be summoned when the interest in stud is high.

"Please come in!"

With a young man pushing the door in, a basement full of quirky style. The walls are carved with unknown characters and vague graphics. If you look closely, you will find that this large and ornate ornament is the constituent body of an integrated circuit that is ubiquitous in particle-interfering-equipment. Due to its peculiarities, this ornament is jokingly called by modern researchers - runes.

In the basement, the activated runes flashed with a strange light from time to time. Large, sophisticated machinery fills most of the space, and this is what was discovered during World War II, and there are particle-interfering-equipment cores all over the world that are called the heritage of ancient civilizations. Even if the highest technology that can be applied now is brought in to try to activate the device, only a small fraction of the runes will be activated. But even this small fraction of the runes, after a standard human resonance-phenomenon, can be used to obtain a power beyond nature, if not for the extent that this power cannot be used beyond the scope of the device's existence. I am afraid that it has long been used by various countries as the ultimate weapon.

"You, are you coming? ”

A burly, non-angry old man, after hearing the young man and Hong's knock on the door, turned around and walked out of the monitoring area in the basement, but the old man's body looked a little transparent. That's because the old man is a projection made by a bioanalog signal projection system of particle-interfering-equipment, which uses the biological signal simulation of the projected person, and a trace of the projected person's consciousness will be substituted into the projection, like a doppelganger-like projection system.

"It's been a long time, Gu Lao. ”

"Why is it only you who have come with the little girl, and since the division is over, why don't you see my lovely grandson and granddaughter? Could it be that the so-called Kyoto team of the Lan family really dares to recruit the next generation of the Gu family. ”

After seeing that the only people who came were the young man and the red, the old man's happy face couldn't help but show a trace of displeasure, and he asked with a frown.

"Grandson and granddaughter, it is rumored that Gu Lao regards Yi Duyan as his own It seems that it is not a lie. ”

"Hmph, Twilight Yan's biological parents have been very kind to the current head of my Gu family, why not treat Twilight Yan as their own. What's more, although it is a recent thing for Twilight to live in my Gu family, Twilight has been with Xinyu since she was 2 years old, and she can't run away even if she is not a grandson and grandson-in-law. ”

"Hehe, Gu Lao, we Mingren don't say dark words. Didn't you put this kid in front of me just to make me a shield and take advantage of this opportunity to admit the two of them to my school and take refuge in my name for the time being. It's not a good thing to be used as a gunman, not to mention that there are so many geniuses, and I have to face the pressure of one of the oldest families in Europe, the Friedrich family. Does Gu Lao think that I am a benevolent person? Reason, I really can't think of a reason for you to do this, obviously the marriage of your next generation of family heads has been arranged, but you are doing such a gesture in this hypocrisy. ”

"Although you mention the conditions, and although your daughter's illness is difficult to cure, with the power of my Gu family, it is still possible to find a way to stabilize it. ”

The old man did not choose to answer the young man's question head-on, but threw out a chip that made it difficult for the young man to refuse.

"I don't say anything about being a teacher, and I admit that your conditions are tempting. I can't even think of refusing, but I still want to know why!"

With a long sigh, the old man turned his back and looked at Yi Duyan and the others who were fighting for the battle in the surveillance and said.

"My Gu family is a family of farmers, and so many years have passed. Now there are more than a million laborers working under my Gu family. If my family fails, millions of laborers will lose their jobs. Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer. ”

"As the next generation of the head of my Gu family, even if the interests are combined, the situation must be stabilized, and the elders of all the clans, in order to stabilize the situation, are eager to seek financial assistance from the Friedrich family. Marriage is also a last resort, do you really think that all families in this world can abandon family affection for the sake of profit. ”

"Although Twilight Yan has no wealth or power, my Gu family has never lacked these things. Even if he starts from scratch, I believe that the old man can at least afford to support his family. In this world, there is nothing more suitable to be a grandson-in-law than a man who knows the roots and knows clearly that he can give his granddaughter happiness and happiness. ”

"Creation makes people, creation makes people. can't cause so much turmoil for the sake of a little personal love of children, not to mention that maintaining the apparent peace and stability is the long-cherished wish of the four of my family, if my Gu family doesn't do it, I will be forced to do it by the other three, such a simple truth, even Xinyu knows it. The old man was clearer, more understanding, and more reluctant. It's just that even if it's an old man, all he can do is give him a few years of probation. ”

Although Twilight's performance over the years is not excellent, it is also decent. It's just that he, alas, unsightly ideals, hum, proudly calls himself a novelist, pursues the power of illusion, but is proud of it, and thinks the old man is a dreamer. If it weren't for Xinyu's excellent means to cover him up and support him, his much-criticized black history would be enough for the clan elders to have a good reason to make him unable to turn over. ”

"Really, people talk a lot more when they get old, and they talk a little too much, what about your reply? Friedrich Wilhelm... Ed!"

"Oh, this student, I want it. ”

"That's good, I'll arrange everything as soon as possible, including your daughter's treatment. ”

It seemed that for the young man, no, the blonde man's answer was very satisfied, and the old man's projection nodded, and dissipated little by little into the basement.

"Hmph, cunning old fox, there's too much to say. It's not like you're going around in circles to give me a briefing. But isn't that a proud self-proclaimed novelist? it is because he knows that it is impossible, so he will resort to his unwillingness to write in an almost extravagant way, and proudly proclaim it loudly, because the tears are too bitter. ”

In the eighteenth episode, the so-called character image is that after a sentence, it is bright and beautiful.

"It seems to settle down, give you 5 minutes to choose the blessings you like. After that, end this boring fight!"

In the battlefield of the Tower of Babel, Lan Yaxuan, who was as tall as a divine mansion suspended in the air, glanced at the senior brother and sister group standing under the tower, and asked a little oversteppingly.

Below, Zhang Beichen, who was burly and strong, let out an indescribable lament in his heart, Lan Yaxuan was too strong, and he didn't intend to leave any respite for the two of them. And the orchids surrounding Lan Yaxuan are like rounds of dark blue magic sun, sprinkling demonic brilliance, and the ground touched by the brilliance turns into a puddle of black water as if it has been corroded.

"No, it's better for Sister Lan to choose first. ”

Han Lu's sister, who was sitting on the shoulders of the strong man, chuckled lightly and quietly gave the strong man a look, obviously, Han Lu, who had been carefully looking for it since entering the tower, had found a blessing stone gate suitable for the two of them. After all, the two of them are only junior high school students, and although they barely have a few hole cards that can be called hole cards, they still can't compare with the current Lan Yaxuan.

Although Lan Yaxuan is only a sophomore in high school, his TP has already reached a high of 498. The brain development degree is 49.8%, although the development degree of 50% is known as the biggest barrier, I don't know how many demons, monsters are stuck in this level, but after all, it is extremely close to 50% of the development degree. You must know that the development has gone through 50% of the changes is no longer a human category can be described, and a stable human being who has reached more than 50% of the development degree will be given the name of a demigod by a worldwide organization.

"Hmph, pointless. ”

Lan Yaxuan didn't look at it, and casually shot out a divine light, shattering a stone gate located at the bottom of the tower. Although we already know that the so-called blessings are all on a level, it depends on the user's skill. And there is no distinction that the higher the number of layers, the better the blessing. But the two were still shocked by Lan Yaxuan's strength and confidence, and at this moment, both of them had a deep understanding. From the very beginning, Lan Yaxuan didn't care about any blessings, what he believed in was the overwhelming strength he possessed.

However, it is precisely because of this that the feeling of being despised is even more unpleasant. Even a mild-tempered strong man clenched his fists a little unwillingly. Taking advantage of the time when Lan Yaxuan, who was a little stunned to accept the inheritance, was in a daze, under Han Lu's guidance, the strong man and Han Lu each pushed open the stone door that could give the most suitable blessing for themselves.

"If you're ready, shoot it. ”

Lan Yaxuan said to the two with a strange look, but compared with the previous agility, the voice had more layers of indescribable vicissitudes and indifference.

Hearing this, Zhang Beichen shouted angrily, and his hands were inserted into the hard ground like two giant shovels. The ground of the entire tower was lifted by Zhang Beichen, like a huge round cake, which was thrown by Zhang Beichen towards Lan Yaxuan, who was suspended in the air. Of course, Zhang Beichen naturally knew that this kind of simple attack could not cause any damage to Lan Yaxuan, just to buy some time. With the activation of Zhang Beichen's pi phenomenon, a pyramid-shaped amethyst-colored crystal tower enveloped the two of them and the special recruits of various cities who were brought to the tower together. And a turtleshell-shaped shield appeared in Zhang Beichen's hand.

At the same time, one after another vivid amethyst dolls were neatly arranged in front of the pyramid, and the bodies of the dolls were controlled by the divine silk hanging from Han Lu's hands. As if adapting to the body, he did a variety of movements, and one of them held a big shield and carried two long swords, and even made a set of national people's radio gymnastics.

"Are you ready?"

Casually shot out a divine light to smash the boulder, and after the sandstorm caused by the boulder crushing disappeared, Lan Yaxuan, who was standing on an orchid with his hands behind his back, said indifferently. As if he wasn't about to hear any clear reply, Lan Yaxuan pointed out to the two of them, and a terrifying fluctuation spread out. A vague figure appeared behind Lan Yaxuan, which belonged to the majestic figure behind the stone gate that was shattered by Lan Yaxuan.

As mentioned before, behind the stone gate is the "strong impression simulator" collected from particle-interfering-equipment (particle interference devices) all over the country. The figure of a powerful presence in the minds of high school students of the Celestial Empire gathered. It may not be real, but the moment it is manifested, it has a terrifying power that is restored by a telekinetic force similar to the power of faith.

The majestic figure suspended behind Lan Yaxuan was an empress who belonged to his unique god line! The empress who couldn't see her face clearly, the moment she appeared in the world again, an extreme coercion that crushed everything and destroyed everything spread. The empress had a mask on her face, a mask with a grimace that seemed to be crying but not smiling. It was a symbol representing the empress, a magic jar that shimmered with monstrous black light like a black hole of the magic sun, with supreme magical energy that could suppress the heavens, crossed over from the depths of unknown time and space.

"A Thought Blossoms"

This is the blessing Lan Yaxuan received from the empress, a secret power that is enough to kill gods.

With Lan Yaxuan's finger, countless orchids opened at Lan Yaxuan's fingertips, and one flower bloomed more than a hundred flowers. Lan Yaxuan did not use the supreme power of the orchid bred by the power of the secret method as a killing technique, but in a simpler and more simple way. The orchid seeds, which grow endlessly in the orchid, are spit out by the orchid like a gun. The power of an orchid seed is enough to match a railgun shot from a satellite.

Tens of thousands of orchids are alive and well, spraying countless scalp-making orchid seeds. One divine light after another fell from the sky, even more terrifying than the fall of the stars.

The pyramid of amethyst was shattered in an instant. Zhang Beichen roared angrily, let out a divine light, and sacrificed the turtleshell-shaped shield in his hand.

From the earth, countless innate earth essences swept up from the flat ground. The tortoiseshell-shaped shield, which absorbed a steady stream of earth essence, lengthened in the wind, forming a one-story tortoiseshell-shaped shield, which fell from the sky instead of the pyramid, and took all the orchid seeds, only the heavy sound of countless orchid seeds hitting the tortoise shell.

The huge sound wave formed by the sound stunned most of the special students who were encased in the turtle shell.

This is the inheritance that Zhang Beichen got from behind the stone gate, which originated from the last witch in Great Xia.

Witches, there are people in heaven and earth, equal and unique, mutual support, only witches. Relieve the pain, solve the confusion, solve the disaster, so that the human race continues to spread in Kyushu, it is for the witch!

From the mouth of the sturdy figure that appeared behind Zhang Beichen, calm and absolute words came. It was from the mouth of the last witch.

Just when Lan Yaxuan was a little reluctant, he unfolded one of the most brilliant orchids and turned them into an attack technique.

Han Lu, who was sitting next to Zhang Beichen's shoulder, moved, and his slender and white hands were like flying butterflies, crossing countless graceful arcs in the air. The six huge thrones were in the shape of six-pointed stars, floating behind Han Lu, which was the blessing that Han Lu received from behind the stone gate, and the divine power flowing from the throne could be used on the puppet by Han Lu's blessing.

And the amethyst puppet, which was motionless, moved in an instant.

The puppet carrying a shield and a double sword that was originally doing broadcast gymnastics stepped forward, and the shield in the puppet's hand was in the shape of a snail shell, and a huge amount of light divine power erupted from the puppet's amethyst body. Solidly blocked Lan Yaxuan's terrifying killing technique.

Just when Lan Yaxuan was about to stop leaving his hand and do his best to unleash the supreme magic to attack, an amethyst puppet holding a bamboo cane emerged from Lan Yaxuan's back, and the powerful power of reincarnation that represented eternal fall erupted from the bamboo cane, turning into a huge scythe and slashing off his head.

"Good. ”

Just like the indifferent gaze of the empress behind Lan Yaxuan, Lan Yaxuan only praised lightly, and the sickle embroidered with orchids in his hand reversed, colliding violently with the scythe of death in the air, and the splashing blade qi even beat the Tower of Babel into honeycomb coal. If it weren't for the fact that Han Lu's TP was too low compared to Lan Yaxuan, Lan Yaxuan's negligence at the moment would definitely be the result of being ejected by the system.

It's just that judging from the results, the two sides are at a stalemate, and at this time, a huge stone sword crosses the border. The one holding the sword is the evil king who exchanged places with Bai Ya before, and it is also one of the last hole cards of the senior brother and sister this time.

The huge stone sword flashed with colorful light, and as soon as it appeared, it slashed at Lan Yaxuan's strange and powerful sword qi.

This is the blessing of the evil king.

And at this moment, don't talk about power, only vaguely.

The witch in green clothes that you can still remember, is infatuated and gorgeous. You still remember the fairy in white, who was independent from the world. And at this moment, in the memory, only the copper bell rings lightly, only sighing and reddening to be ancient, and the smile of the year has been changed.

Sword energy, magic tricks, pi phenomena. Lan Yaxuan and the others fought fiercely all the way, and the huge divine energy duel, shaking the past and the present. It even shattered the entire Tower of Babel by several floors. In the melee, the special enrollment of the provinces and regions that woke up also received the blessing behind the broken stone gate. The situation is even more chaotic, and countless hair-making thoughts of the strong have manifested one after another.

And at this moment, there is a special student behind him who is pregnant with a god who has evolved from the stars in his body, and with his unique star magic, he summons the ancient fierce star and fights at his opponent. The furious fierce star with the aura of attacking and killing turned into a black rainbow and flew towards another special enrollment. Halfway, he was blocked by a special student who also had a powerful divine power behind him, which was a divine arrival with countless black lightning entwined in his body. And the blessed secret method is a middle finger, the middle finger that seals the thunder poison, not the index finger, but the middle finger that pokes from the bottom to the top when making a move.

Due to the addition of more special students, the entire Tower of Babel became a battlefield, and under a loud roar, the entire Tower of Babel was blown up by the crowd of demons dancing wildly. With the indiscriminate damage caused by the explosion of the Tower of Babel, all the personnel in the Tower of Babel were ejected by the system.

The second battle, the Battle of Babel, drawn.

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PS: This is probably the most ferocious sidekick I've ever played in this book, and first of all, I'm writing this chapter from the perspective of a fan. If you are a fan of the gods, just don't spray if you don't like this book. It was originally a good light novel, but after the fourth volume was written, it evoked the unbearable memories of the mosquito himself. So I took out all the techniques that mosquitoes would do except for girly comics and thrillers and rewrote this volume.

As a result, this volume is like a hundred clothes, full of patches, unsystematic, and chaotic style. Since Mosquito hasn't read a book review before, here, thank you to everyone who has supported this book.

A bow or something.

To be honest, Celestial High School is really hard to write, there are no slots, no highlights. If you don't write well, it is said that you will be banned. And after watching it for so many years and writing for so many years, what is it to kill the Tao, the world is unkind, the corpses are mountains and blood, and the people who see it are indifferent, and I am really a little tired of it.

Of course, I don't mean to criticize or comment on any work, it's just my self-mockery as a non-standard post-90s second-type hypocrite.

If there are book friends who are willing to read it, the mosquito is here to thank you again.

Next, let the mosquitoes preach a little, uh, what's that thing called? Oh yes, it seems to be called love and justice.