The talent of a know-it-all is not particularly famous.

In the huge universe, among the large number of transcendentals, there are countless powerful things of all kinds, and those who know it really can't be ranked.

To add insult to injury, there are not many people who know it, and those who can really master and exert this talent are even rarer.

The growth of this talent is extremely volatile, and the negative effects are significant and complex, so even if it is a dream system that specializes in cultivating war mercenaries, it will not specifically cultivate a well-versed.

At least as a relatively general [arrogance], Wang Shui has not received systematic attention and investment.

But after the knower grows up a little, his abilities are also quite terrifying.

The current god stick is experiencing the terrifying power of the Know.

After absorbing the captain's "Evolutionary Blood", his face was first full of horror, and then it quickly turned into irrepressible ecstasy!

His flesh squirmed again, and they writhed, trying to break through the skin, emitting dark red buds.

And the holy and solemn golden energy glow around him was also shining and protecting his twisted body.

This strange sense of madness made Wang Shui shudder a little.

At some point, the god stick suddenly groaned and whispered to himself:

"Ah~ this power, this knowledge!

This...... Is this the know-it-all ...... the self-giving know-how? Oh, after all, it's still mine.

Ha, Captain~ Shield Dog! You're hiding it well! I was left with a path to the gods! ”

As the sound of the magic stick gradually became louder, the energy storm inside the small villa also began to grow stronger.

In the blink of an eye, the entire villa was torn to pieces by the storm.

The shattered building materials were piled up on the ground around them, and every golden glow within a radius of fifty meters was as nimble as the arm of a magic stick.

The villa was in ruins, and outside, the night sky was pitch black.

The nearby residents have long since moved to the vicinity of the industrial belt to survive, so except for Wang Shui, no one can be lucky enough to witness the ascension of the god stick on the spot.

He began to gather his golden energy and used some of his newly acquired abilities, but the light effect was not obvious, and he fled to the distance of Shui Wang, unable to tell what these abilities were.

I don't know if it's because of the energy, or if it's the influence of knowledge, the flesh and blood of the god stick became manic again.

His already grown skin was now inexplicably torn open with many exaggerated openings, and those golden energies were constantly repairing his damage.

Then, in those cracked places, golden-pink scars were formed.

The exposed face and hands of the Divine Stick looked like naturally burned porcelain, and in each crack, there was energy surging.

At the same time, a pair of clear white-gold energy wings condensed behind the Divine Stick.

There was a red coat of arms in the bend of the wings, but unfortunately Wang Shui did not have time to study heraldry, he did not know this coat of arms.

Wang Shui watched the whole process, and he witnessed the change of the magic stick.

And in his simple personal worldview, the current god stick seems to be a bit like an [angel]?

Can there be such a change just by devouring a know-it-all?

The previous squad leader "Shield Babot" doesn't seem to have this level of strength, huh?

Now the god stick, his hair has changed to smooth white blonde hair, and his face is a bit like a captain, but he does retain his own characteristics.

Wang Shui still stayed at a distance and observed.

He could feel the dense spiritual power and energy around him, but the good news was that the spiritual power of the divine stick only existed in the real space, and there was no sign of penetrating the space.

From Wang Shui's point of view, even if the divine stick is twice as powerful, there is no reason to find him.

Of course, the spell of Far Away, Wang Shui also pinched it in his hand.

The evolution of the Divine Stick didn't last long, and after about two or three minutes, he opened his calm eyes.

The white-gold pupils exuded indifference to the world, and at this moment, he seemed to have divinity.

Then, with a slight movement of his fingers, a test tube flew out of the rubble.

It was a flesh preparation made of the alchemy body of [Primary Color Ruby], the sixth work of the Divine Stick.

And the alchemy body was constructed from the tissue cells of aqua regia and the stone of the philosopher.

Wang Shui didn't know what would happen if the Divine Stick devoured the flesh and blood preparation in this test tube, but he didn't want the other party to absorb the knowledge and abilities of the two Knowers.

Just as he hesitated to strike first, the magic stick put away the test tube.

Forehead...... Is it that he doesn't look down on Wang Shui's ability as an awakened person in the life department?

Or is it simply "full"?

Wang Shui didn't have time to guess the reason, because just when he was stunned, the energy wings behind the divine stick had begun to flap slightly.

Then, in the dark night, strong winds and turbulence broke out in the ruins of the building.

In the next second, the magic stick had already risen into the sky.

His speed continued to increase, and eventually, with a faint white-gold glow, he turned into a starlight in the dark sky.

If you just rely on flying, you can't get rid of the regia water.

The flight speed of the magic stick is about 70 meters per second, but as soon as he flew away in the last second, the next second Shui Wang can keep up, and the spatial ability is much better than simple flight.

But soon, Wang Shui gave up this boring chase.

He obviously only needs to wait for the other party's space signal to stop, and then follow up, there is no need to stare at it one by one.

Wang Shui, who was located in another space, had a dull glow flashing in his eyes, and he turned around, and the person had already returned to the study.

Wang Shui turned his gaze and made contact with Sylvia's raised gaze.

Sylvia directly answered Wang Shui's questioning expression:

"Your guess is right, the dense burst of energy and spiritual power just now is a sign of promotion to the fourth order.

That guy completed the advancement without the help of system equipment. ”

Sylvia's words confirmed Wang Shui's guess.

The third-order and fourth-order transcendents always give people a feeling that there is no difference in the daily life of the Overworld.

But on the battlefield, this gap in strength is still quite obvious.

Of course, there is such a thing as actual combat effectiveness, which is not simply a competition of ranks, otherwise there would be no [Battle Master] certification system.

Judging from the level alone, the current Wang Shui is only a second-order full level, he is not enough to promote the standard in terms of physical fitness, as long as the attributes go up, breaking through the third order should be a matter of course.

Massive knowledge and powerful abilities have brought Wang Shui a lot of self-confidence to face the enemy, and also enriched his means.

If it was against an ordinary third-order transcendent, Wang Shui would not be afraid, but if it was a fourth-order, he would have to weigh it carefully.

Wang Shui sat down on the comfortable single sofa, and after he had emptied his mind, his eyes became a little hollow.

He thought about it as he communicated with Sylvia:

"That guy of the Divine Stick, it's not just a matter of the fourth order, his state is very weird, I can be sure that he has not just gained ability.

I suspect he's also gained the memories, knowledge, and even energy of the original owners of the flesh and blood.

To be honest, I really don't want to be in contact with him anymore,"

Sylvia immediately understood what Wang Shui meant: "So, you don't want to engage in a 'proxy war'?" ”

In this regard, Wang Shui was not ashamed of his previous rhetoric.

He explained lightly:

"It's not that I'm undecided, it's that we have to face the reality that the stick is too dangerous.

The original purpose of that guy was to kill everyone, and while we don't yet know his motives, there is no doubt that he is now tracking the knights, and he is going to kill them all.

In this case, once the rebels under our control join the final battlefield, he will immediately find out that I am still alive, and then he will most likely find a way to kill me. ”

Wang Shui's worries are not unreasonable.

They really have no reason to confront a fourth-order awakened person now.

Besides, the strength of the other party is quite weird.

And in this final battle, the original odds of winning are not high, so it is better to just pretend to be dead and hang up.

Leaving this world, taking out the technology that has been studied for so long, and living your own life is what Wang Shui cares about the most.

Sylvia is also helpless about Shui Wang's sometimes too cowardly and sometimes too reckless character, but reality is not a one-way street, and all kinds of accidents will lead to sudden changes in risks.

She could only make her own suggestion:

"It's okay to hold your arms for now. Not involved in the war, can also be considered.

However, the resources we currently have cannot be cut or wasted, and we must prepare according to the original plan.

If we have the opportunity to participate in war, we must not regret that we were not prepared.

In the last few days, we have been keeping an eye on that magic stick, and if there is really no chance to make a move, we will give up the struggle and accept the punishment of failing the mission.

In short, you can't throw away the sword in your hand just because the enemy is strong. ”

After a little thought, Wang Shui chose to trust Sylvia's judgment.

……

……

The next few days were quite long for aqua regia.

Their preparations for war have long been in the final stages, and now only some drones are still on the production line.

What really made Wang Shui feel tormented was the process of monitoring the god stick - that guy continued to get stronger.

Wang Shui, who has master-level spatial ability, has a unique perception of space.

Wang Shui was obviously sure that even if the Divine Stick was gradually becoming an angel, it would be impossible to observe him through space.

But he would still be under pressure because of that strange fourth-order energy fluctuation.

Speaking of which, Dumbledore is also a transcendent of the fourth or fifth order, but the pressure that Dumbledore brings to Aqua regia is far inferior to that of the [Angelic] Divine Stick.

Finally, the world entered the final countdown in a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

After nine hours and thirteen minutes, the entire fantasy world will cease to function, and the surviving awakened will enter the final phase of war.

However, the indigenous individuals of this world, who know nothing about it, are as numb and dull today as they were yesterday.

Wang Shui's assets had already been packed, and his personal space was already stuffed with things he could take away.

And the sisters have also frozen the alchemy body and let the aqua regia be put away.

Although many younger sisters, including Sylvia, can provide Wang Shui with good combat power, but in terms of running away, it is better to leave Wang Shui alone outside.

Now, the 24 of them are using the perspective of Shui Wang alone, watching the angelic magic stick devour an indigenous shaman.

The whole process is very simple and very ...... Wang Shui didn't know how to describe it.

The angelic magic stick used crushing power to kill the indigenous wizard, and then immediately condensed the newly dead wizard into a drop of dark red blood.

The divine stick absorbed the drop of blood, and then the momentum of the whole person increased by a point.

Wang Shui stared at it for a long time before he realized that although this guy was chasing the knight on the surface, he would occasionally stop and go hunting some powerful indigenous wizards nearby.

Then by absorbing their flesh essence, they will become stronger.

During the hunt for the magic stick, Uncle Knight also seized an opportunity to try to fight back, but the result was naturally a fiasco for the uncle, and he could only continue to escape.

However, by mistake, at this special time today, they returned to Hogwarts, to be exact, Uncle Knight with the magic stick and also with Aqua regia, back here.

But the Divine Stick is quite happy, after all, there are many wizards here at Hogwarts.

In addition to the poor students, there are a lot of professors here that are worth swallowing.

And Voldemort's research institute is also nearby, and those researchers are also quite good wizards.

The Divine Stick originally wanted to chase down that loach-like knight directly today, and then return here to devour the wizards.

As for the war? He didn't care.

Following the embarrassed knight, the wrestling wand also reached the spacious hillside behind Hogwarts School.

But in an instant, the atmosphere suddenly solidified in the relaxed natural environment around him.

The holy face of the god stick, which had long been accustomed to indifference, once again revealed the surprise that belonged to mortals.

He landed in a small stone square, and the knight's uncle, who had been fleeing in disarray, was now lazily leaning against a boulder, as if waiting for him.

Wang Shui also chuckled in his heart.

Because there is another person standing next to Uncle Knight - Voldemort.

Behind Voldemort, there were also a large number of Death Eaters, probably more than two hundred!

They did not break out into fighting.

"What do you mean, Voldemort."

When the angelic magic stick fell, he asked directly.

Tom Riddle, who has an elegant temperament, that is, Voldemort, takes a step forward.

He first looked at the knight's uncle, and then at the holy magic stick, and then spoke:

"It's really a loss to do business with you, you have gained the power of a god, and I can only do my best to maintain the empire."

The god stick frowned, he had always attached great importance to Voldemort, not only because Voldemort himself was strong, but also because of Voldemort's habitual calmness, which made him very uncomfortable.

In nine hours, though, the world is over.

Even if he doesn't kill Voldemort, everything in this world will turn into data dust.

And judging from the current situation, Voldemort and his more than 200 elite Death Eaters are really not necessarily his opponents.

But before he tore his face, he wanted to know what the hell Voldemort was up to.

He regained his sense of indifference as an [angel] and asked lightly:

"Feel like a loss now? Do you get less power from me? As for being bound by the Empire, that's your own doing.

I'm curious, Voldemort, what kind of conditions the knights have offered you in exchange for your support.

And why are you naïve enough to think that you can confront me just by joining forces with your rabble? ”

The words of the wand were full of majesty, but Voldemort only smiled faintly:

"Oh, Mr. Divine Grace, you are mistaken, I am not talking to you, and please stop doing this ridiculous show.

I don't know why you're picking today, but it's time to stop there, right? Mr. Dunbabott? ”

The moment he heard the captain's name, he suddenly felt a palpitation.

Wang Shui, who was watching the play through the curtain of space not far away, chuckled in his heart again.

Wang Shui frowned, his gaze fell on the divine stick in the middle of the square, but his mouth muttered:

"[The Know-It-Knower of Self-Giving]...... Dedication...... Sacrifice, whew—sacrifice. ”

"You seem to understand something?" Sylvia's voice rang out in the internal network.

Ha, Wang Shui smiled a little helplessly, and then pressed the button in his hand.

At the same time, more than 2,000 kilometers away, the two cores of the war that Wang Shui's side had spent a lot of time and energy preparing were self-destructing.

Sylvia did not comment on Aqua Wang's choice, because self-destruction was part of their plan.

They agreed that if they could confront each other, or if they could reach some strategic consensus with the angelic godstick, they would continue to use these two cores.

Coupled with the legacy of the hunting squad, the final proxy war can still be fought in one battle.

And if things develop beyond their ability to handle, and everyone has to play dead to avoid the crisis, then destroy the core directly.

If you don't bring troops into the final battle, it's good for Wang Shui to pretend to be dead alone.

While Sylvia waited, Wang Shui organized the language for a long time, and finally just said with a wry smile:

"We seem to have strayed into someone else's big picture......"

(End of chapter)