"I'm out of the house. ”

"Are you going to the Budokan again?" Vakiris, walking out of the bedroom in her nightgown, saw Fei Yuhan finishing her final outfit in front of the porch.

"Well, the final battle is coming, and I've got to hurry. The other party paused, "Will you come later?"

Looking at the other party's all-out expression, she was in a trance for a moment before nodding, "If nothing else." ”

"Then I set off. ”

The door opened and closed, and the chill quickly dissipated, and Vakiris looked down at her open palm, then slowly clenched into a fist.

Damn, what the hell are you doing?

In the last month, she has almost completely integrated into this world, not only becoming a member of the Martial Arts Association, but also fighting the Fallen Demon with others many times.

Rebelling against the gods in order to keep the world from destruction may have been her reason for joining the war, but Vakiriss knew in her heart that it was more of a way to relieve pressure, and that the real problem she had to face was not here, but outside the realm of consciousness - she was not willing to be trapped here with nothing to do, so she used this way to make it look like she was contributing to the battle of the gods.

If the battle is brutal and hard, it is fine, after all, they are fighting against the "gods". But the truth is that the destruction of the demon falls only takes place in the shadows that the public can't see, and the whole city is still peaceful, and when there are no tasks, everyone even has time to have a cup of afternoon tea or get together for a supper in the evening.

It was a far cry from the war she was used to.

What made her even more uncomfortable was that she quickly adapted to such a life......

The sweeter the soft Peninsula bread, the stronger the guilt and guilt welled up in her heart. The future of the tribe is uncertain, and the contrast between her people who have invested almost everything in order to win the battle of divine will is a contrast that makes Vakiriss extremely painful, and sometimes even wants to pour out her anger on those around her.

More painfully, however, sanity was still there, undistorted by the immense pressure—it told her clearly that doing so would not shatter the dream or help the race, but would only make her situation worse.

At the same time, the other thing that stopped Nightmare from doing so was that she found that she didn't have the disgust she expected for Fei Yuhan.

Although the human woman eavesdropped on her conversation with Roland, it was only a reasonable choice for the other party as an individual who wanted to control her own destiny, not to mention the courage of later revealing what she had done and calmly facing the fact that she only existed in the realm of consciousness.

She is pure, curious, determined, and purposeful...... These characteristics reminded Vakhiris of the Thousand Shapes of Sistalis.

Some people shine enough to cross the racial divide, just as Thousand Shapes were accepted by the Cloud School.

That's why she never moved away.

It's just that this light not only did not relieve her pressure, but made her even more confused.

In fact, Vakiris was vaguely aware of what was really good for the community, but she couldn't face it calmly - once that step was taken, there was no turning back, and all the pressure and risk would be borne by her alone, even if she couldn't make up her mind.

In terms of facing fate alone, she is not as good as this human woman.

Just then, the phone rang.

The caller ID is none other than Roland.

Vakiris hesitated, but finally answered the phone, "What's the matter? If it's a unilateral fabrication of front-line battle reports, I won't do it until I get confirmation from Hekzod—"

"I just want to ask, what's going on on the floating land?"

The other party's first sentence made her stunned.

......

Rose Cafe.

After listening to Roland's full story, Vakiris leaned back in her chair a little tiredly and exhaled softly, "God-made god ......"

"God's creation—what?"

She looked at the other man in silence, trying to see something in his eyes, but the results told her that it was not a premeditated fraud, and that Roland had no idea what he had found - that the revelation of the God-made God was only a coincidence, and that such coincidences happened all the time and did not make much of a difference to the situation. As the trump card in the hands of the race, the higher-ups probably hope that the human race will see this miracle created by magic sooner, after all, even if they witness its existence in advance, it will only make the enemy fearful and desperate.

But Vakiriss thought more.

The fact that the god-made god was supposed to be the ultimate weapon to fight against the Heavenly Sea Realm, but now it suddenly appeared on the Western Front, which can only mean one thing.

The situation on the Western Front has reached a point where it is difficult.

If this were not the case, the king would never have agreed to use the God-made God against mankind.

It's a logical dead chain.

Only when the Western Front suffers a major defeat will the high-level use the god-made god to save the situation, and it is for this reason that the witch has the opportunity to meet the god-made god - this means that Roland's previous war report text messages are true, and it also proves the sincerity of the other party in disguise.

Unless Roland heard about the existence of a god-made god from another maharaja.

However, this possibility is very small, and if other maharajas are willing to cooperate, there is no need for him to come to himself to play this scene again.

The pain in her heart made Vakiriss clench her fists.

But reason made it impossible for her to deceive herself.

Her feet seemed to land on the edge of a cliff, and there was only a single-plank bridge in front of her, and the resistance almost swallowed her. Just when the overwhelming pressure was about to overwhelm her, the scene of that day's Fei Yu Han reprimanding everyone suddenly came to mind-

Through the door of the conference room, she clearly heard the other party's unflinching argument.

"Fearing a terrible future and giving up on moving forward is nothing but the work of cowards, and even if we eventually fail, we will do our best!"

Whatever it takes...... Moving forward......

Vakiriss stared at Roland for a long time, then closed her eyes.

"What you see is God-made. She repeated, "That is the trump card prepared by the clan to ascend to the Heavenly Sea Realm, and it is also the absorption and reproduction of the inheritance of the underground civilization. Hundreds of years ago, our people had the idea of getting rid of the mayflies of life, what you call the limits of the Red Mist. One of the most straightforward solutions is to allow the Tower of Birth, which produces the red mist, to move freely, but it is also the most difficult to implement. It was difficult enough to move the huge tower, let alone the veins of the Divine Stone beneath the tower. ”

"It wasn't until Kamen fully mastered the magical technology of the underground civilization and took it to the next level that this plan ushered in a ray of light. I don't know exactly how this will be done, but its essence is to transform the Tower of Birth into a giant mana core, and in doing so, to increase the effectiveness of the core. As long as the magic power is abundant, the large-scale phenomena it causes are not exaggerated compared to miracles, which is why the king gave it the name - the god of creation. ”

Vakiris took that step.