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In the tense atmosphere, Hassan III from the Brotherhood of the Faceless appeared quietly behind her, his head pressed to her ear as he said this, and the purple-stained dagger in his hand was about to slice open her beautiful slender neck.

"Do you think sneak attacks will work for me?"

She chuckled, a slight sneer in her smile.

"How-"

The masked Hassan III never delivered the fatal blow, as his body suddenly stiffened uncontrollably.

She didn't look back, just held out a finger and pointed back, and the tip of the finger was just at the center of the other's head.

Suddenly, something happened that made everyone present feel strange and incomprehensible.

The moment his fingertips touched Hassan III, his body suddenly twisted into a swollen skin covered with countless green characters, and then turned into a swirling green light that dissipated into the air, and his breath never existed in the world again.

"Don't you understand? In my eyes, you are just a special set of abnormal data, and can even be called a virus code that destroys the balance and stability of the game, as the main program system of the whole world, it is one of my responsibilities to monitor, identify and scan and remove the harmful data in your game, so how can I be infected by you when I am given the top defense system, even if this is a backdoor to the system. ”

She looked at the crowd opposite and shook her head indifferently.

"Do you mean that no matter how much we try to attack you, it won't work?" The wise white-robed sage said.

"Correct." She said. "You have no chance of defeating me, and extra attacks will only be a waste of my time."

"If it doesn't work, you have to try it to find out!"

Gerbat, the leader of the Dragon Knight Mercenary Regiment, stood out from the crowd, a tall, muscular and muscular man with thick red hair, golden armor, and a battle skirt worn by a seemingly ordinary short sword at the waist.

But when he saw that he stretched out a hand, and his hand was facing downward, he suddenly shouted out of his mouth.

"Come out! My buddy! Mephisius! ”

Under the palm of his hand, a dazzling magic circle lit up, and a huge monster slowly emerged from the magic circle.

When the light of the magic circle dissipated, the monster finally revealed a clear appearance, it turned out that this was an earth dragon-type creature that was about four meters tall and walked upright on its legs, which in Xia Lan's eyes was quite similar to the enlarged version of the velociraptor that was active in the late Cretaceous period in his previous life!

Gerbat leapt onto his mount and slowly drew his sword from his waist, he stared at her delicate figure in front of him, and raised his sword high.

"Whether you win or lose this war, I hope I don't have any regrets for myself!"

"Because! I'm going to prove that I've ever existed! ”

"Mephisius! Charge! ”

As the words fell, no one stopped him, and the dragon-like mount named Mephisius let out a high-pitched roar into the sky, followed by a sharp gallop of powerful legs like a gust of wind towards the enemy who stood in front of him.

Gellbat waved the short sword in his hand high, and the whole person burst out with an invincible momentum, if Xia Lan faced this person, I am afraid that he would have lost the strength to resist under the impact of the other party's momentum.

But his opponent is not Xia Lan, but her.

She stood still in the face of the fierce killing of Gelbat, and when the opponent killed her, the short sword was about to cut off her beautiful head, and Gelbat's body suddenly stiffened and motionless like Hassan III before.

"I told you, it's useless."

She sighed at Gelbat with pathetic eyes, and then gently stroked Mphisius, who was howling at her with his fangs of terror, and as a result, it was dyed with a green curtain of light at the same time as Gelbat, and in a moment it turned into a little starlight.

"Don't waste any time, let's go together."

After finishing Gilbart and his mount, she whispered to the crowd in front of her.

"Hassan III and Gilbat have used their lives to help us verify a guess, and I think you've all found out, right?"

At this time, the Witch Throne spoke.

"Yes." Pope John said coldly: "She did not take the initiative from the beginning to the end, but let us attack like a puppet, and she did not fight back until Hassan III was close to Gellbat." ”

"She seems to need to touch us with her own hands to destroy us." The blind lady said.

"To be precise, there is an absolute realm around her, and once we step into her absolute realm, we will be like fish on a chopping board for her to slaughter." The white-robed sage continued to reason.

"So, she's been luring us to come close to her?" Garbo said.

"This time, I'll test her abilities."

The red-robed mage Torre fluttered from the ground, he raised the staff in his hand, and kept chanting incantations in his mouth, and the next moment, above her head, a huge red circle opened, and countless flaming meteorites smashed down on her with the momentum of destruction.

As a result, all of the burning meteorites dissipated into green chips within about three meters above her head, and finally, three meters away from her as the center were smashed into a sea of deep craters and fire by the falling meteorites.

"Looks like we're right." The Witch Throne calmly observed the results that appeared in front of him.

"You're smart enough to see my weakness."

She didn't panic at all, but smiled appreciatively.

"It's a pity that even if you detect my weakness, you don't have a way to help me."

She was right, in front of her Absolute Realm, the power of the crowd alone could not do any harm to her, unless they could break through her Absolute Realm.

"It's a problem, but on the other hand, you don't seem to be able to help us." Witch Throne Road.

"Really?"

She smiled faintly, and then her body turned into a streamer of light and attacked everyone.

The perceptive Witch Throne and the others scattered in all directions, and before she could get closer, they all disappeared on the shore of the lake.

"She's fast, don't let her get close until you come up with a countermeasure......"

As soon as the Witch Throne issued a warning, she suddenly smiled at him and said a phrase of unknown meaning with her lips lightly open.

"Three-level firewall activation."

In an instant, the Witch Throne, which was floating in the air, saw countless dazzling golden pillars of light crisscrossing in front of them, and the Witch Throne, who subconsciously felt bad, urgently moved away from the range of the pillar of light, and the Speaker of the Ancestral Council, who had not yet had time to escape, was a step slower, and was trapped inside like a cage by the heavy pillars of light.

The Speaker of the Ancestral Council cast his strongest spell in an attempt to break through the cage of the pillar of light and escape, but when his power touched the pillar of light, it evaporated into water vapor like spring snow and disappeared without a trace.

The cage continued to rotate, and the space of confinement became smaller and smaller, and finally the Speaker was unwilling to splinter into countless green shards.

"Level 2 Firewall Activated."

Looking at the people in a hurry, she stood motionless on the shore of the lake, her mouth open again.

Far away in the sky, towering red walls fell one after another, directly enclosing the entire world, and even a light curtain like a fishing net appeared above the sky.

"Level 1 Firewall Activation."

Her expression was still light, and she uttered the word that everyone had fallen into despair.

The sky suddenly began to rain dense light rain, once these light rain touched the witch throne and others, it would immediately corrode their bodies like sulfuric acid, and these light rains had no way to block them at all, they were like formless and substantial existences, with a strong targeted nature, and all the dodges could not be avoided.

"In the end, it's a dead end, so it's better to fight hard!"

The red-robed mage Torre could no longer endure the torture of the light rain, and now he was covered in green scars, and if you looked closely, there were countless green characters flowing in these scars, and once he was wrapped in green characters, he was not far from death.

It wasn't just the red-robed mage who stopped dodging, the Supreme Judgment of the Balance of Justice, the white-robed sage of the Tower of Magic, the blind lady of the Forest of Stars, and others all collectively launched a desperate attack on her.

"Thank you for saving my time."

She greeted them unhurriedly, and every time she raised her hand, she would reap a person's life.

Until the only four people left in the audience were the Witch Throne and Pope John, Galbaud and Charan.

The strange thing is that Xia Lan was still unharmed, and the deadly rain of light fell on his body as if it were touching air, directly dripping on the ground.

The light and rain stopped, and the towering walls of the closed world closed into a space of only ten miles in a radius of ten miles.

"Finally, do you have any last words to confess?"

She seemed to have been ignoring Xia Lan, and her eyes were on the embarrassed Witch Throne and the others.

"What will be our final fate?" The Witch Throne was covered in green spots, and his expression was still unwavering.

"Clear, reshape." She said. "In the rebooted game world, you are still you, but you will never go against the established autonomous procedures again."

"In short, we will lose our sense of self and become puppets under your control again." Witch Throne Road.

"That's what you are." She said, then looked at Galbod, who was about to be eroded by the green spots. "And you'll only exist in the established program space, and you will never be able to walk in the game world again."

"Hehe, I didn't expect that after Ragnarok I would be the only one who can survive the afterlife, I don't know if I should say that it is my luck or misfortune......" Garbo smiled bitterly, but there was no trace of a smile on the girl's face.

"Your appearance itself was an accident, and it also affected a crucial plot node, and it is the greatest luck that you can awaken your consciousness and even survive so far, goodbye, little snake!"

As she spoke, a pillar of light fell from the sky and slammed into Gaalbord's body, shattering him into countless pieces in an instant.

"What about you, my shepherd."

She set her sights on Pope John.

"I have only one request." Pope John was silent for a while.

"As long as it is within the scope of normal procedures, I can grant you a request." She said.

"Can you give Kashia and Herris another ending in the next life?" Pope John said. "I don't want to owe them mother and daughter anymore, even if it's just a game, a virtual life."

"I'll think about it." She said.

"Thank you, my lord."

After John had bowed down to offer her highest respect, she came to him and held out her hand to press on his head.

"Go in peace, my shepherd."

With John's disappearance, only the Witch Throne and Charan were left present.

"Supreme Leader of the Mystic Side, what about you?" She asked.

"In the next life, I will still raise the banner against you." The Witch Throne said calmly.

She nodded unexpectedly and said, "I expected this scene from the beginning of the special set of data that shaped you, but in the next life, you will always be imprisoned in Tyranheim, as the loneliest sober being. ”

"The will is eternal, and I am immortal."

The Witch Throne said lightly, his gaze moving to Xia Lan, who was unable to give up.

"In the next life, maybe we will meet again."