Hearing my words, Atru, who was still very rampant, was stunned in place.

Even the 'Weeping Angel', who had always been crying, spread out its hands at this moment, revealing its evil and hideous face.

The 'Weeping Angel' mutilates living beings, and how can the face behind its hands be holy.

The appearance of an angel is nothing more than a disguise.

"You...... What are you talking about, He Ziwu. Are you crazy? ”

Atru looked at me and said incredulously.

"You must be pretending, quick! Wishing Machine No. 162! Let him make a wish, take his time, take everything from him! ”

Although Atru's mouth was still stiff, it already felt something was wrong in its heart.

From the moment he saw the unhurried faces of Miss Chen and me, he knew that they seemed to have fallen into some kind of trap.

It stands to reason that such a powerful strength of a strange thing should not be afraid to still calculate, but I don't know why, a chill always rises in Atru's heart from time to time.

That's the fear of death!

"Hurry!" Wishing Machine No. 162', aren't you a god? Let He Ziwu make a wish! ”

Atru shouted nervously, and even the 'Weeping Angel' beside him wanted to move slowly forward at this moment, as if he sensed that something was wrong and wanted to enter here.

However, as soon as the Weeping Angel took a step into the room, purple flames erupted from its body.

The flames gradually covered the Weeping Angel's body, and a terrible roar like a demon followed.

After listening to it for a long time, I can still hear the screams of human beings mixed with it, like the evil ghosts tortured under the Nine Springs.

The screams of the Weeping Angel ended, and immediately afterward, it issued a human word commanding Atru.

"Quick...... Stop He Ziwu ......"

However, the voice was very ugly, like the voice of a dead man.

I watched as the Weeping Angel put his hand back down, moaning in pain from time to time, a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Now I know it's too late to regret it."

As soon as I finished speaking, I picked up the 'Wishing Machine No. 162' and pressed the 'Wish' button.

This is the plan I have been discussing with the high priest for a long time, and this is what it is

The only possibility in absolute fate.

The possibility of resealing the strange will lead to the Netherworld.

That is through loopholes.

As mentioned earlier, the behavior of strange creatures is extremely regular.

The more powerful the weird things, the stronger their regularity.

In other words, for example, the rules of the first six strange things, except for the rules of the high priest, the rules of the other five strange things are so powerful that they are against the sky.

If their rules were to be fully unfolded, it would not be impossible to destroy this world in an instant.

Among them, the most comprehensive ability and the most powerful are naturally the 'No. 162 Wishing Machine' in my hand!

As long as you make a wish, there is nothing that it cannot accomplish.

The method I discussed with the High Priest was to take advantage of the omnipotent nature of the 'Wishing Machine 162' to make a wish to return the entire Black Pyramid to the Netherworld!

We don't have to worry that 'Wishing Machine 162' won't grant my wish, because at this moment, the rules of 'Wishing Machine 162' have been activated, and even it can't stop it from doing it all!

"How could it be ......?"

Seeing that I decisively pressed the wish-making button, Atru lunged at me like crazy.

But it was too late.

"I make a wish to bring the entire Black Pyramid back to the Netherworld! Never come to this world! ”

My voice was not loud, but it was audible to everyone present.

In an instant, a ripple erupted from the 'Wishing Machine 162'.

The moment the ripples appeared, it was as if the whole time had stood still.

Immediately afterwards, the 'Wishing Machine No. 162' began to tremble violently, and its screen began to appear in a mess of garbled characters, and the fuselage of the 'Wishing Machine No. 162' began to emit bursts of white smoke.

The smell of burning came out, with a strong stench.

"No...... No way! ”

A terrible roar came from the 'Wishing Machine 162', with an earth-shattering sound.

Suddenly, 'Wishing Machine 162! A pale figure appeared in the garbled code, with red resentful eyes, looking at me deadly.

But it was as if time and everything had really stood still, and everyone present was motionless.

'Wishing Machine 162' seems to be earning

Za, who wants to rebel against his own rules.

I saw one pale arm after another stretching out from the screen of the 'Wishing Machine 162', rushing towards me, as if trying to get rid of me, the wisher.

"He Ziwu...... I want you to pay! ”

However, just as the pale arms of 'Wishing Machine 162' were about to touch me, a wall of light formed by a burst of purple light suddenly appeared in front of me, blocking these strange pale arms.

"No...... Why...... Why organize me! ”

'Wishing Machine 162' began to shout frantically, and its pale arms continued to attack the purple barrier in front of me.

But this is simply useless.

Because the source of these purple rays is the rift between the netherworld and the world!

Purple light, from the Netherworld!

Gradually, the attack of the 'Wishing Plane 162' became weaker and weaker, and the cry of the strange figure in the body of the wishing machine became weaker and weaker.

After a closer look, it turned out that the purple barrier was not only blocking the attack of the '162 Wishing Machine', but also absorbing energy from its body.

Thin purple lines that are too weak to see connect between 'Wishing Machine 162' and the purple barrier.

Finally, as a purple light flashed on the screen of 'Wishing Machine 162', 'Wishing Machine 162' suddenly regained its calm.

One orderly code after another appeared on the 'Wishing Machine 162', and one after another obscure ripples gradually came out of the body of the 'Wishing Machine 162'.

As the ripples continued to sweep across the entire black pyramid, all the strange things in the pyramid instantly turned into flying ashes.

Even '9527', which was located on another level, disappeared in an instant under this ripple, leaving only a faceless monster with a confused face standing in place.

Along with it, there is also Atru.

Under the continuous sweeping of the ripples on Atru's body, a purple point of light slowly appeared on his face, and then, Atru's figure suddenly became the same as those strange things, becoming flying ashes and floating between heaven and earth.

The black pyramid began to dissipate, like a mass of data, turning into a spectacle of virtual shadows, constantly distorting and reappearing, and constantly dying in the purple light.

Eventually, it seemed that the purple light was even more violet, and the black pyramid disappeared without a sound.