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Chapter 706 Will there be noodles?

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Lorelei carried a magic dress called 'Hymn of Praise', and said disapprerovingly, "Otherwise, I don't mind killing an old ghost before I kill Bai Yigong." ”

In 'Brahman. Fim's grim face showed the wreckage of a two-story building being swept away by the storm, cutting a parabola high in the air, over a small half of the city, and falling towards the southern city that had not yet suffered much damage.

And Bai Shuo, who had been sitting in his own courtyard and watching from a distance of more than two kilometers, found that the moonlight above his head suddenly dimmed.

As the shadows continued to magnify, the wreckage like a meteor tumbled and fell towards the 'Chunni Orphanage' as if it were a coincidence......

"it...... Is this a lie down and shot? ”

Bai Shuo held the teacup and stared blankly at the smashed wreckage.

"Poof!" Liang Zhengcheng squirted out of his mouth with a mouthful of tea, pulled Bai Shuo's collar and shouted: ", stop me!" ”

This thing is smashing down, do those bear children still want to sleep? They're going to have class tomorrow...... There may not be a school to hold tomorrow, but a soundproof barrier can't stop such a large object!

If it were to be smashed down, it is estimated that the entire orphanage would be razed to the ground......

"Don't be impatient, don't be impatient."

Bai Shuo wiped the foaming stars that were sprayed out by Liang Chengcheng, and sighed helplessly: "You always like to spit when you speak, why haven't you changed this habit." ”

casually put the teacup in the coffee table beside him, and raised his free palm towards the wreckage that roared and fell in the sky: "Su! ”

In an instant, the space fluctuated like water ripples, and the ripples spread.

The wreckage that was about to fall suddenly stopped in the air, and began to deform strangely like thick ink dripping into water.

It slowly bloomed in the air like a flower bud, spreading into a cloud of dust that could no longer be seen.

Every mechanism and even every molecule that made up itself was destroyed by the extremities of space in that instant.

A blazing night wind from the battlefield blew from afar, and the gray-black dust cloud suspended in the air was swept into it, instantly drifting into the sky and scattering evenly on the battlefield.

"That's it." Bai Shuo turned his head to Liang Chengcheng, who looked satisfied, and said, "Is there anything else?" ”

"It's gone." Liang nodded happily.

The two looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, Bai Shuo sighed and said, "Then take your feet off my feet, bastard, you stepped on my feet." ”

"Ah, sorry, I didn't pay attention."

Liang Chengcheng said sorry words without any embarrassment or apology, and sat back in his chair as if he was fine, pretending to drink tea.

In the cool and blazing night breeze, he drank the tea in his cup and sighed contentedly: "This is life." ”

"It's amazing to watch others die and come back to life, and watch by yourself playing soy sauce on the side!"

With a strange smile, he sighed: "Pleasure~"

I don't know why, hearing Liang Chengcheng sigh like this, Bai Shuo suddenly felt a chill in his back, is it an illusion?

In his thoughts, Liang Chengcheng's eyes raised and looked behind him: "How long will the bear child you newly crutch have to sleep?" ”

Bai Shuo turned his head with his gaze, looked at the aster sleeping on the rattan chair, and nodded after a moment and said, "It's almost there." ”

The wavelength of Aster's soul has tended to be stable and orderly from the initial excitement and chaos, and Bai Shuo's preparation for some common problems in the endowing of divine power is useless, and it is unexpectedly smooth sailing.

"If it's the first time you accept the inheritance of divine power, it's not easy to just do it to this extent." He withdrew his gaze: "Forcibly elevating her person to the level of 'Holy Son', the soul itself needs to be further strengthened. ”

"Why do you suddenly want to sign a contract?" Liang Chengcheng looked at him vigilantly: "Don't hit the attention of my group of bear children!" ”

"It's not like it's a horse monkey soju...... Bai Shuo smiled helplessly: "Because she has this talent, the talent of calculation." ”

In the original historical development, only the blood she was sucked by the 'Night of Valazira' replaced the original 'Night of Valazira' and inherited the thirteenth seat of the 'Twenty-Seven Ancestors of the Dead Apostles'. Become the 'Sands of Olysses' with the title 'Bird of the Underworld'. //《》《》//

In order to preserve the records of humanity in the world after the destruction, Hermes created a "spirit child calculator" that could save the records of the 'primates'.

Although that thing was as bad as the prophecy that 'everyone will die', and the power needed to operate could only be provided by converting the blood of all human beings into philosopher's stones, Shion's own talent was also revealed.

If you are the 'apostle' and 'substitute' of Bai Shuo, he is indeed a rare talent.

With the supply of divine power, I am afraid that she will be able to reach the realm of 'Prophet' with pure calculation, just like the signature technique of the Prophet of the Techno-Side Warband, 'Chaos Calculation'.

And now, she is immersed in a 'dream' that she is guided into by the gods.

Consciousness penetrates into the rules with the assistance of divine power, and the unconscious spreads and resonates with the world.

To some extent, it can also be called 'the unity of heaven and man'.

And for her, I'm afraid it's just a beautiful dream that doesn't have any shackles and restrictions at all, right?

She saw the human world crumbling little by little.

In the never-ending flow of time, all things change from extremely far to very close, from the very great to the very small.

Under the moonlight, her long purple hair could not stop growing, causing her to spin in this inexplicable throbbing, immersed in the primordial patterns intertwined with divine power.

The people she once knew were in the past, running and shouting across the land, but she couldn't hear what they were saying.

She was just immersed in this flight, ascending, getting closer and closer to that round of moonlight. Until the end, press your cheek against the moon.

So, she listened to the echoes of the world.

……

I don't know how long it took, and the end of the fall began.

In the hallucination as if she had fallen into the abyss, she suddenly woke up, and her body was oozing with tired sweat.

In just a few dozen minutes, it was like a lifetime for her.

"Awake?" Bai Shuo turned his head and pointed to the teacup beside him, motioning for her to take it herself.

"It's over."

He turned his head to look at the clouds in the sky, where the human form intertwined with a blurry blood-colored light was becoming more complete and almost complete.

And on the battlefield, it has entered a white-hot level.

In the nineteenth minute of the battle, Van . All of Fim's puppets were destroyed by Kurohime, who had transformed from Lori to a girl, and he himself died at the hands of Kurohime, and only nine of the twenty-seven ancestors remained.

In the twenty-sixth minute, the Black Knight exchanged his lifeless attack for the result of severely inflicting a blow on the White Wing, and he himself was completely destroyed by the angry blow of the White Wing.

Only eight of the twenty-seven ancestors who participated in the war remained.

At the twenty-sixth minute and thirty-one seconds, the battered White Wing Gong was defeated by his 'temporary ally', the second dean candidate of the Clock Tower, and the current Marshal of the Demon Dao. Lorelei smashed her head with a whip.

The winds and lightning of the 'Song of Praise' destroyed his body, and the strongest magic from the Barsermeiro family extinguished all the possibility of his eventual resurrection.

There are seven of the twenty-seven ancestors.

In the midst of the scuffle, the nameless magician who killed the 'Black Wing Male' suddenly appeared from behind Kurohime and aimed his gun at the back of her heart.

Using one's own flesh and bones as the medium, the 'law of whiteness' - pale justice, is issued!

This is an absolute 'just judgment', and as long as the person who is shot is a 'wicked person', he will inevitably be annihilated in the judgment.

When it targets 'what most people consider to be evil', it can be unfolded through the 'shooting', the most familiar method of attack for unknown magicians.

This is the 'Dharma' that overrides most 'conceptual armaments', and even reaches the realm of the law of cause and effect with prayers and obsessions!

In an instant, the index finger clenched, the trigger struck, and the hammer activated the magic that coalesced on the 'bones', and the pale light bloomed with the blast of bones.

After the loud bang, a huge hole was torn by the 'bullet' from the back of Kurohime's heart to the front of the chest, and the broken heart was barely beating in it.

It was only then that the nameless magician realized that he had made a mistake - instead of aiming for a larger back, he should have chosen a more deadly head.

As a descendant of 'Zhu Yue', Kurohime herself is almost enough to be called a fantasy species, and since the beginning she has not been involved in the destruction of 'Misaki City', she has rarely absorbed human blood for countless years.

The 'bad karma' he possessed was too rare compared to the other members of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors of the Dead Apostles.

The scarce to the middle of the 'White Law' still relied on its extremely strong vitality to survive, but it was hit hard.

The enemy did not die, but it was his turn to suffer.

In just a moment, the pain of shattering bones began to spread from his fingertips to his elbows, and by the time his eyes blinked, his entire right arm was twisted into a strange shape, completely useless.

The angry Kurohime raised her right hand, her eyes releasing a scarlet color, and her five fingers stretched out.

Immediately after, it was like a sharp blade, and the ribs were crushed in an instant, and the internal organs and spine were shattered under the burst of magic.

And the distance between her palms and her heart, which was beating hard, was only three centimeters left.

In the next moment, endless torrents of magic power were brutally superimposed and squeezed in one place, and were released into the long sword that shimmered with gem light.

Spanning a long distance in an instant, the body of the nameless magician was grazed, and the terrifying impact that could destroy an entire block engulfed half of the building.

All that was exposed was Kurohime's blood-stained palm.

The eruption unleashed the nameless magician, causing him to fall from the sky and disappear into the darkness between the ruins.

But after suffering such a tragic blow and falling from a height of hundreds of meters, even a magician can't continue to survive, right?

In the thirty-first minute of the battle, the nameless magician withdrew from the battlefield, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.

When the impact of the magic power dissipated into a fine rainbow light, the black Ji Jun who was covered in bruises revealed from it, and the uncovered body was pure white in the moonlight, and only the long black hair covered the important position.

And the most striking thing is that her eyes are blood-colored scarlet.

When was the last time you experienced such trauma? She has long forgotten.

All that remains at this moment is endless anger!

With a bitter coldness, she whispered word by word: "Xiubein Ogu! ”

"Your Royal Highness Ji Jun, your subordinates have all died in battle, and even now, do you still want to go your own way?"

The old magician waved the gem sword in his hand and whispered, "The vermilion moon should not come at this time, give up." ”

"Do you want to linger for a long time?"

Kurohime sneered, sublimating from her mortally injured body with a magic comparable to that of a jewel.

"This kind of extravagant hope, let's pinch it off as soon as possible."

In the sky, the battle between the two strongest of the remaining Dead Apostles is about to begin.

……

And in another corner of the city, a young man, who was badly wounded as if he was torn, opened his eyes with difficulty and let out a weak moan.

Hearing his hoarse voice, the fiery woman who looked up at the burning sky lowered her head, looked at the seriously injured old man beside her, and sighed helplessly:

"Why do I get into so much trouble every time I come back?"

As if he couldn't believe his eyes, Tono Shiki stayed where he was, and only after a long time did he let out a surprised voice: "Miss Aoi, Miss Aoko!" ”

"Yes, long time no see, Xiao Zhigui~" 'Blue Magician' and 'Human Missile Launcher' Aoko Aosaki showed a gentle smile, and then ...... Boom!

kicked him into the corner, and laughed proudly: "Sure enough, it's right to say hello like this!" ”

"......" Zhigui, who was seriously injured and dying, was almost kicked by his teacher and completely returned to the west, and he didn't catch his breath for a long time.

After a long time, he squeezed out a smile: "Qing, Miss Qingzi is really ...... It hasn't changed at all. ”

"Of course!" Aoko Aosaki smirked again.

Tono Shiki raised his palm with difficulty, pressed it on his head wrapped in a thick bandage, and murmured in pain: "I...... How did it end up here? ”

"Because I suddenly wanted to go home and take a look, but it turned out that you were being chased and killed by an amazing guy." Aoko Aozaki held her suitcase and smiled dangerously: "What the hell is going on?" Xiao Zhigui, don't you explain? ”

Zhigui was stunned for a long time before he remembered what he had done in his dream-like memory......

Reversal of impulses, the desire to kill...... Then the next step is to flee like a desperate person, or else you will be killed by the demons......

Eventually, he lost so much blood that he passed out.

He muttered in disbelief, "Such a terrible monster...... Did you kill Miss Aoko? ”

"Be proud, Shiki, for living so long under the hands of the White Knight."

Aoko Aosaki lowered her head and looked at him: "That guy's serious injury, you did it, right?" The Eye of Death......"

Under her serious gaze, Tono Shiki lowered his head with some guilt: "I'm sorry, Miss Aoko, I don't know why I ...... again"

"It's okay!" Aozaki Aoko suddenly smiled and slapped him on the shoulder: "It's not too much for a dead apostle to die!" ”

Seeing that the dazed Shiki was already about to go into shock under her beating, she stopped with pleasure.

"It's a pity that I didn't save you, when I found you, that guy had already been chopped to pieces by the 'Vengeance Knight'."

Aoko said so regretfully, as if she was sorry that the person who killed the 'White Knight' to pieces was not herself...... Sure enough, it's still this super bad personality.

An hour before the battle began, the eighth of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors of the Dead Apostles, the White Knight, Fenner. Brad. Sfielding was severely wounded and died at the hands of the 'Revenge Knight' Anhans.

Until he died, he had no chance to unleash his 'ghost army'.

And now, only seven of the twenty-seven ancestors who participated in the war remain.

Against the backdrop of the burning colors, Aoko Aosaki looked at the sky, looked at the fighting Dead Apostles, and sighed helplessly: "But...... It's still bad enough......"

Before the words fell, a roar sounded, and half of the monster that had been smashed into pieces by the agents smashed through two walls and flew in.

Then he was burned to ashes by Aoko Aosaki, who was in an extremely bad mood.

Sixteen magicians of the Clock Tower were sacrificed, 300 monks were legionn, and under the siege of Barsmero and Shier, Nero, the tenth of the twenty-seven ancestors, died.

After the clock tower and the church 'mistakenly' injured a lot of people, they easily killed a 'temporary ally', which is gratifying and gratifying.

Only six of the twenty-seven ancestors who participated in the war remained.

As for Kurohime, only 'Varazira Night' and Kurohime remain.

The only Dead Apostles who were his enemies were Jewel and Anhans, and the rest were all lost.

Outside of the battlefield, the deathmatch between Hakunohime-kun and the 'Infinite Reincarnated Serpent' Roa continues.

The war is coming to an end.

……

In the quiet courtyard, the conversation between the gods and the devotees continued.

Shion, who had just woken up from her dream, was curiously observing this new world with the help of a new power, constantly studying the divine power given to her by Bai Shuo, and finally had a confused look.

But in an instant, it jumped from the original four-star rating to 'pseudo. 'Six-star Peak', and even entered the realm of 'demigods' in some aspects, no matter who it is, it will be confused and uneasy, right?

Sensing Ziyuan's complicated expression, Bai Shuo turned his head and asked, "Aren't you used to the current state?" ”

"No, that's good." Shion put away the flash of divine power on her fingertips and said seriously, "I just don't know what to do. ”

The truth upheld by the alchemists of any world is the principle of 'equivalent substitution', and at some point, this phrase can also be extended to mean - no labor, no food.

Therefore, she wanted to know what Bai Shuo wanted to do with so much power to herself.

"Well, that's a problem."

After learning about her question, Bai Shuo nodded seriously: "But ...... I don't know what to do with you. ”

"Where can there be such an unreliable god!"

At that moment, Ziyuan did have the urge to say this, but in the end, he suppressed the helplessness in his heart, bowed his head and said, "Everything is good, is there really nothing I need to do?" ”

"Well, I'll think about it." Bai Shuo groaned, and suddenly turned his head to look at Liang Chengcheng next to him: "Are you hungry?" ”

Liang Chengcheng, who was sleepy, nodded: "A little." ”

"Well, I'm a little bit of a bit too."

Bai Shuo looked at Ziyuan seriously: "Do you know how to make noodles?" ”

“……”

After a long silence, Shion nodded with difficulty: "I will try." ”