"Are you going to participate in the trial now? This is a good method, according to the program order, as long as you can pass the trial, Miss Ben will indeed have to come forward to meet the apprentice of the Grand Olympian."

Taroran never lost sight of the two intruders, and Punk and Kane had just set off for the central plaza of the Cyborg Moon, and the little Lori who seemed to be floating in mid-air like a spirit behind her reappeared in front of the two Radiant Moon professionals.

She didn't stop the "Trials" plans for Whispers of Destruction and Instant Guns, and she, the Build-Up, couldn't stop the legitimate decision of the lawful citizens of Netheriel.

But even so, she still doesn't mind using thin words to try to shake the enemy's will, at least when the other party's actions actually threaten her, even if the empress of the construction does not exist, it is impossible for her to continue to pretend not to exist in the control center and watch a bunch of permissions that she can't use, is it?

So along the way before the spellcaster and the mad knight reached the central square, the girl's thoughts of the girl who was trying her last effort never stopped, presumably Kane's broken mouth was also the crown of the "theoretically sophisticated" Ketaroran............

"Participating in the trial and then forcing Miss Ben to leave the closed throne is a great idea, and it is very feasible, but be careful, the trial prepared by the Grand Master of the Divine Throne is not so easy to pass, once you fail the trial, no, once Mr. Sai'an fails the trial alone, you will never have the opportunity to participate in the second trial, and you will also lose the last chance to see Miss Ben, and then lose all the wealth you have dreamed of............ Well, are you really ready? Are you really no longer trying to gather a little information? Is it really good to be so reckless and conceited about the only one chance? Why don't you think about the consequences of failure? Why don't you spend a little more time searching for this city of sleepless watchers, when you come to Miss Ben's kingdom with confidence, but you may find nothing? Ask yourself, are you overestimating yourself"!

As if the evil whispered in her ear, the Empress of Fabrication, who refused to leave the intruder for half a step, completely activated her ability to "mental interference", and the fluctuations of mental power that could not be dispelled at the level of the sun may not carry any hypnotic or hallucinogenic effects, but the repeated questions still inevitably make ordinary people have a kind of "can I really do it" doubtful thoughts.

It must be admitted that it is dangerous to be imprinted with such a mental seal before participating in a "trial" that is not destined to be easy, after all, self-doubt is the first step to shake the will, and Kertaroran is now going to plant such "self-doubt" seeds in the hearts of his enemies.

The scheme is simple and the method is old-fashioned, but it must be very effective against most "normal people", just as the so-called lie is repeated a hundred times and it becomes a reality, not to mention that the "whispering at the speed of light" that concedes the empress is repeated a hundred times?

It's a pity that the two professionals who are now running on the empty metal street are far from being "normal", in fact, even if they listen to the malicious whispers of "Little Lori Butler" throughout the whole process, the punk's expression and gaze are still as emotionless as a pool of stagnant water.

As for Kane, who was right behind Mage Huiyue............

This inscrutable creature has even begun to stir Ketaroran's mind in turn.

"Hey, hey, it's really annoying to talk endlessly, it's the first time that Uncle Ben has found out that you can become so broken-mouthed, Ketarolan, wow, wow, wow, wow, isn't it...... Are you scared, Your Excellency, Your Excellency, Are you afraid that we will tear your body to pieces? Are you afraid that we will smash your soul and the central chip?"

"Why should Miss Ben be afraid? Miss Ben is also worried that a certain white-eyed wolf and his iceberg companion will not be able to come to Miss Ben and be dismantled!"

"Then your behavior is too funny, how can such a meaningless delay be useful~ how can it be useful? Your soul transformation plan hasn't had time to officially start, right? You don't have a chance anymore."

Kane, you are just a conceited and ignorant aggregate of ego and ignorance, and you have no idea that you are on your way to the darkest of extinctions!

"Are you talking about Uncle Ben? Tsk tsk, Uncle Ben thought you were talking about yourself............"

As a "master and apprentice" who have been with each other for hundreds of thousands of years, Ketaroran and the Mad Knight are actually on par with each other, but this kind of bickering is very helpful to pass the time, in fact, just when Kane and the "little Lori butler" are in full swing of insulting each other, the three of them who have been extremely efficient have already crossed the metal street without stopping to reach the central square of the Eye of Doraush.

And there...... For now, there is nothing............

"Alright, Kane, shut your noisy mouth, and Ketaroran...... Now, in the name of the legendary Arcanist of Netherel, I have asked to participate in the "Apprentice Trial" that the Grand Arcanist Council has made public, and as the Construct Steward who resides in the City of the Sleepless Watchers, it is your duty and responsibility to guide us through this trial!"

Completely ignoring the hustle and bustle of the one-man projection behind him, the punk who was watching the empty square did not hesitate to give the order to Ketarolan.

That's right, it's an order, an order that cannot be refused!

Even if the current Netherel civilization has perished, and the maker of the City of Sleepless Eyes has long since fallen, the Empress of a Thousand Dao and Ten Thousand Constructed Queens is still the "alchemy steward" here, and her original duty is always to serve the Great Masters who come and go, so since the irrevocable "mortal enemy" relationship has been determined, the words of "Whisper of Destruction" do not need any euphemism and politeness.

Now that he wants to start the long-lost trial, it is very natural to order the "butler" here to help.

Of course, the next moment he heard Punk's order, Ketarolan's expression immediately became gloomy.

She is a tool born for "orders", but she also has a strong aversion to any so-called "orders", and now Punk's actions are tantamount to an intolerable insult and provocation for her, but as a "constructor" who has not yet broken free from her cage, she must also help her enemies.

One can imagine how angry Ketaroran would be now, with a delicate little face as gloomy as the water of an ice pool, in fact, at this very moment, the words of the Empress of Composition have already lost the slightly joking attitude of the Bickering Attitude just now.

"You want a trial? Very good, very good! Miss Ben will help you start this trial, but don't forget...... Don't forget, even if you pass a few minor trials, Miss Ben is still patiently waiting for you at the end of the room, Punk Sean!"