"Elizabeth, you're helping him, aren't you?"

Zhao Jida did not choose to pursue after repelling Giovanni with a punch, but quickly pulled away, and when the latter saw that the other party did not pursue again, Giovanni also stopped and stood in place, neither sure nor denied in the face of questioning.

The puppet girl's eyes narrowed slightly and carefully looked at the person in front of her, the accuracy of the prosthetic eye was pulled to the highest, and the details that had been ignored in the past in order to save computing resources were meticulously revealed, and countless data pop-ups suddenly popped up in the field of vision - the other party's standing posture, demeanor, and inadvertently revealed small movements were highlighted, and a large amount of fragmented information was summarized and integrated in the computing core for modeling and comparison, and finally a conclusion was drawn.

"He...... That is to say, although the body you control now has good external skills, through the previous battle, his strategy habits, move preferences, and behavior patterns during the battle have long been cracked by me; What strategy he will adopt and what actions he will take in the face of the move just now have been included in the calculation; As long as he is still him, it is impossible to neutralize my attacks."

"And the timing of the replacement...... It should be after the Judgment Knight is dealt with, and before he is about to be slashed to death with a knife."

"The evidence of this is that your demeanor and posture are completely different from before, your breathing has become more efficient, your heart beats 30 percent more frequently than before, your explosive power and nerve reflexes have also increased by about 20 percent, and your center of gravity is more to the left than in the previous fight, your body has also leaned forward six degrees more, and your strategy and habits have also changed drastically......

This subtle difference may not be distinguishable from most people, but in Zhao Xida's eyes, it is as simple as finding a bald head without a wig from a group of thick-haired people, and it is clear at a glance.

Giovanni (?) Still didn't answer, just quietly looked at the puppet girl in front of him, and didn't say a word.

"Still not answered?" Zhao Xida stared at Giovanni with a blank face but a lot of thoughts in her heart, "Don't forget, the collection and analysis of information is my strength, you can't hide it from me—you are the original Elizabeth."

The Elizabeth she spoke of was not the silly girl she lived with, nor the girl she met when she came into this world, but the kind girl who had traveled with her from that otherworldly memory.

Although the body shells are different, the figure of the kind girl in the memory has coincided with the figure of Giovanni in Zhao Xida's vision.

She, or the other world's her, would never mistake the characteristics of her former friends.

Countless clues turned suspicion into conviction.

「……」

Giovanni (?) Silently staring at the puppet girl, the indifference in his eyes quietly faded unconsciously, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to have countless words to tell each other when he was reunited with his best friend, but in the end, a thousand words turned into a sigh.

"Dolls, you shouldn't be here."

The tone is cold and indifferent, and it is not at all the same kind and sunny as it used to be.

The memories were quietly evoked, perhaps under the influence of the memory of the other world, looking at the familiar and strange people in front of her, Zhao Jida felt a little stunned for some reason, and one by one the pop-up windows that ran the wrong ones popped up in her field of vision, she shook her head, turned off some of the module components, and forced her to return to her former calm and spoke.

"You've mistaken someone, I'm not the one you know."

"I know, she's dead in that fight...... Dead forever."

Giovanni (?) Nodding slightly, his eyes still staring at the puppet girl, "But I showed up for you."

"For me?" Zhao Xida paused, "What do you say?"

"He's coming."

Giovanni (?) There was no sadness or joy in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky above.

The puppet girl looked up at something.

At some point, a huge black and dark crack tore through the sky, crossing the sky like a hideous and terrifying wound.

Just as some behemoth approached the crack in the sky to peek at the earth, a huge pupil quietly emerged from the dark crack, condescendingly watching the beings on the surface and the flying god dancing in the sky.

The gaze was cold and indifferent.

The flying god also felt the gaze from the sky, his confused body writhing, and two swollen fleshy pupils squeezed out of the noodles, staring at the pupils of the sky.

As soon as the giant pupils appeared, the negative effects of the arrival of the flying god were suppressed, and the people who had recovered from their insanity saw the pupils hanging high in the sky, and their eyes showed a look of fanaticism and fear, and they leaned down to worship and chant hymns;

The Pupil of Heaven!

The flow of data flowing in Zhao Xida's eyes suddenly stopped, and she instantly recognized the owner of this pupil.

The destruction of Twenty-First Street was still fresh in her mind, and she raised her voice sharply and shouted to the group on the other side.

"Wow! Organize an evacuation! Before that thing in the sky has attacked, get out of the neighborhood immediately!"

Not far away, the conch gate picked up the Great Cooking Sect that was still sighing about the gods around him, and pulled the flying noodle believers around him and rushed into the chaotic crowd: "Hurry up! Get out of here now!"

"Fight for the Lord!"

Although they reacted quickly, the Knights of Judgment reacted even faster, their bodies rose with a divine dazzling light, chanting slogans to block the entrance and exit of the square, and one of the Knights of Judgment rushed to the door of the conch first, slashing with his sword.

The flaming rune sword slashed head-on, scaring the soul, and in the midst of the lightning, he made what he thought was the wisest decision of his life.

He let go of the hand that was clenching the Great Cooking Sect, and then jerked him to the side, and the two quickly separated under the interaction of force, and the sword of light slammed down and smashed to the ground, sending up a cloud of smoke and dust.

And a lazy donkey rolled on the spot, and then hurriedly got up from the ground and continued to run out, shouting for help to the flying god in the sky as he ran: "Cook! Dog's life! Your chosen one is going to be hacked to death in the streets!"

The flying god hanging high in the sky may have heard the cry for help, or he may have seen the humiliating situation of his chosen one through the channel of faith between gods and people, no matter what, this god condensed by the faith of all living beings did not see death or not be saved, but followed his internal logic to carry out his actions.

The tentacles were like a cocoon peeling away from the huge body of the flying god, and a thick mist with a little wheat fragrance quietly covered the entire block at some point.

Countless tentacles and ghosts poked out of the white mist, and the Knights of Judgment who tried to ignite the flame to disperse the fog were entangled in the tentacles, and then they fainted directly after a terrible scream, and were finally dragged into the thick fog, quietly annihilated, and never said again.

Judging by the shape and color of the tentacles...... The thing that dragged them away was supposed to be pasta.

While the images look hilarious, what's happening to them isn't funny at all.

Spirits are poisonous to living beings.

Beings mixed flour called fantasy with clear water of common cognition, and fermented it with the yeast of blind faith, and finally made a bowl of noodles called gods, and the attacks of the gods on others can be roughly counted as the ideological violence imposed on a single individual by the perceptions and fantasies of sentient beings.

And it is easy for people to succumb to the collective.

Imagine if everyone around you whispered in your ear that the pork you usually eat is actually beef, and you can shout out to everyone, "The meat I eat is pork, not beef." Is that the case?

When a person is cut off from other sources of information and different opinions, and everything he hears and sees is obtained from the information cocoon, it is difficult for him to guarantee his original point of view.

And what the Flying Mask God did to the Knights of Judgment was probably based on this principle.

The noodles are delicious.

God is a flying noodle monster.

The world is a deformed product of the Noodle Monster after a severe drunken experience.

The vast stream of information poured into the minds of the Judgment Knights in whispers, instantly overwhelming the fragile minds and perceptions of mortals, and when they witnessed the unspeakable information with their own eyes, the biological instinct triggered the brain's protective mechanism - causing them to faint.

Even if the appearance of this god is a funny piece of noodles,

Nor does it affect the danger of His presence in this world.

The mere existence of an unrestrained deity can destroy human cognition in the purest and most violent way, and make a person go crazy or become a member of it. However, it was clear that the Flying Mask had relented, and he only attacked the Knights of Judgment, and the inhabitants of the neighborhood were largely unaffected except for visual obstruction.

Only believers in the god of flying noodles walk through the misty streets, weaving through the dancing pasta, completely unhindered.

"Praise...... I cook! RAn！」

Not only was it unaffected, but a few believers even picked up the spaghetti tentacles that protruded from the fog when they fled, and fled while chewing on the boiled body, and did not forget to vaguely praise the miracle of the flying noodle god in their mouths.

They were so hungry.

The protection of the flying gods could save them from torture, but it could not protect them from hunger, and the Inquisitor would certainly not let the infidel eat their stomachs, so they had hardly eaten a day since their arrest.

According to their current physical condition, even if they managed to escape before, they would not be able to run far before they would be killed, but after the intervention of the Flying Mask God, even these frail Flying Mask Believers could escape from the pursuit of the Judgment Knights.

"They won't be able to escape far."

"If He wants to, he can annihilate the entire neighborhood in an instant, and unless you can escape from the Holy City, there is no point in fleeing far......

Giovanni (?) Seeing these people take advantage of the chaos to get into the crowd and evacuate in the direction of the alley, he slowly shook his head and poured a basin of cold water, then turned his head to focus on the puppet girl again, and pointed his hand at the latter, pure transcendent power condensed and formed at his fingertips, and instantly turned into an energy projectile and was launched.

The projectile almost flew past Zhao Xida's cheek.

From beginning to end, Zhao Jida just stared at each other tightly, did not dodge, and her eyes did not waver in the slightest.

Behind her, a knight of the Judgment with a runic sword aloft stared in amazement at the hole that pierced through the breastplate, a look of disbelief on his face, and a deep bewilderment in his heart.

We are about to fight to the death, why did the chief surrender first?

But before he could think through the question, a second energy projectile pierced his eyebrows, ending his last thoughts.

"There's no way to succeed with a sneak attack of this level."

Zhao Xida sighed and withdrew the puppet silk, dodging the rune sword that came from her side, and slapped the other attacker away with a backhand: "I already spotted him when he tried to get closer......

"Get used to it." Giovanni (?) Unhurriedly, he raised his hand and fired several more energy projectiles, killing the Judgment Knight who had come to attack Zhao Xida.

The rebel of the boss without warning directly caught the Judge Knight by surprise, and he lost many of his companions by surprise, but soon something strange happened, the Judge Knight, who was obviously killed by a blow, stood up again, and the flesh squirmed and quickly repaired the fatal wound as before.

"Be careful, these guys can be resurrected quickly when He comes." Giovanni (?) He and Zhao Jida faced the enemy back-to-back, each side held the other's blind spot, and the Judgment Knight chased after him, he turned around and fired a series of energy bullets, breaking the hands and feet of more than a dozen Judgment Knights, "If it is not necessary, try to break their hands and feet as much as possible, and lose their mobility."

"Looks like you know more about the enemy than I do." Facing the Judgment Knight blocking the way in front of her, Zhao Jida jumped high, stepped on the door of the Judgment Knight in front of her with a dark kick, and then ran forward without stopping, and when the dirty fireworks exploded behind her, the girl asked, "What is the origin of that thing?"

However, Giovanni (?) The answer was astonishing.

"It's me."

「？」 The amount of information contained in the other party's short two words was too great, causing Zhao Jida to go down directly, and as soon as the action was sluggish, the trial knight seized the opportunity to bully him, and the long swords staggered to form a sword net, which was about to tear her apart;

Giovanni (?) I didn't expect this news to impact her so much,

It was too late to come to the rescue, but at this moment, the noodle tentacles that silently poked out of the fog were subtly accompanied by crazy whispers.

Soon, after Zhao Xida's pupils and breathing lights flickered rapidly, she completed the emergency restart and woke up suddenly, and the puppet silk flew again and again, and was almost stopped, and with a wave of her hand, the transparent silk thread turned into an arc-shaped flash that swept away the remaining enemies: "What did you say?"

"It's a long story, but it's some kind of existence after my body was taken."

When Zhao Jida came back to her senses, Giovanni (?) He spoke again.

"These things will be talked about later, and before His attention is here, we should go......

He kept his hands on it, and while using the energy projectile to open the gap in the encirclement, he deducted a holy light grenade from his body, pulled the pull ring and threw it into the sky.

Zhao Xida opened her mouth and stammered, and the prosthetic eye light flashed again and again like a rapid breath: "......"

The Holy Light grenade exploded, and a sea of light engulfed the two of them along with the Knight of Judgment.

At the same time, the pupil of heaven that was entrenched in the sky moved.

If the gaze of substance sweeps over the block, no secret, no thought, no small action is hidden before Him.

He saw the scattered Flying Cultists, the Knights of Judgment in madness, and the Giovanni (?) who was constructing a spell in a small sea of light trying to escape. With Zhao Jida.

But in the end, the gaze of that eye was fixed on the body of the flying god.

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