Outside the chessboard.
In the suffocating silence, everyone widened their eyes.
Only the drowsy Marcus in the wheelchair raised his eyes, smiled slightly, and didn't say anything.
But on the opposite side of the chessboard, Mathers, who stretched his head out in shock and wanted to lie on the chessboard to stretch his head into the battlefield, finally raised his head. His eyes were bloodshot.
They were scarlet.
As if he had just woken up from a nightmare, he clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost tore his palms apart. He no longer had the grace and elegance from before.
He roared in a hoarse voice, "Russell!!!"
The roar that contained anger echoed in the palace. Even the youngest son of the Thunder Lord was stunned for a moment and subconsciously moved away a little.
As if he had fallen into madness, Mathers waved his fists with all his might and cursed the person who didn't come here at all.
Roars, shouts, and roars.
He beat his chest and stamped his feet.
Finally, he trembled and panted. His messy mottled hair hung down from his forehead, making him look even more sinister and ferocious.
After a long time, he finally calmed down.
But even if his appearance returned to its original appearance, his eyes were still scarlet and didn't change.
His murderous intent was ferocious.
Not only him, but at this moment, the members of Golden Dawn far away in the Land of Dreams, the depths of hell, and the border battlefield fell into an uncontrollable rage.
It originated from this arrogant provocation that was laughable but also ridiculing to the point of madness!
It was as if they could see that old bastard holding a crutch and humming a song and tap-dancing in front of them. He didn't stop spinning and jumping. Under the spotlight, he did a sitting split and then bounced up again. After a 360-degree turn, he raised the treasure in his arms with both hands.
— — Look, the Book of Destiny!
"The Book of Destiny is here!"
"Hey, it's here with me ~"
"Not only do I have it, but I can also use it. You didn't expect it, did you, stinky brother? And I can even let others use it!"
"Hey ~ Come and hit me? I'm coming in, I'm going out, I'm coming in again ~ You can't hit me, hahaha ~ "
After hiding it for so many years and tricking Golden Dawn into a mess for less than three months, he openly took it out to show off to everyone.
He declared his ownership and even obtained the approval of the Book of Destiny!
He had actually given the authority of the Book of Destiny, the holy artifact of the utopia and the authoritative relic of the Book of Destiny, to such an unrestrained and arrogant young man to use as he pleased.
Are you trying to anger me to death?!
Yes, he really wants to anger me to death … But I'm really angry!!!
Even Yegor, who was sitting in the internal meeting room of the Command Bureau, felt his throat tighten as he subconsciously glanced in Russell's direction.
Did that old bastard really manage to obtain the Book of Destiny?
If that was the case, wouldn't the Guild Leader election that he was promoting be ruined?
The matter that was originally in the bag was now shaky.
But the effects of the Book of Destiny were there. It couldn't be that this old bastard was trying to mislead them, right?
A series of messy thoughts surged in his mind. In the end, he subconsciously looked at the representative of the overhead floor beside him, Ms. X.
"How likely do you think this is?" he asked.
Ms. X was a woman who looked to be in her forties. Her short hair was neatly combed, and she had a solemn appearance. She had always been meticulous. Hearing this, she thought for a moment and lowered her head to flip through the file in her hand.
She shrugged slightly.
Combined with Russell's usual behavior, there might be a 70% to 80% chance of this happening.
However, when she thought of her old friend's history of high blood pressure and recent gastric problems, she couldn't help but sigh and comfort him, "Look on the bright side. Maybe the Book of Destiny doesn't recognize Russell, but Huai Shi."
"… Thank you for your comfort. I feel much better now."
After Yegor finished speaking, he was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he felt his blood pressure rise.
He suddenly remembered that when he was a secretary in the decision-making room, every time the secretary-general saw someone from the utopia, he would have an unforgettable expression on his face.
Is this the cycle of history …?
Isn't this a little too heavy?!
.
It wasn't just the other places that caused a commotion. Now, there was also a considerable commotion in the decision-making room.
Seeing that Russell was secretly making a move, they couldn't help but look at him with admiration and shock. However, as the leaders of their respective lineages, everyone was used to seeing big scenes, so they didn't lose their composure.
The news of Russell successfully controlling the Book of Destiny was indeed shocking.
It was like the barbarians suddenly started building airplanes in the previous round, and this round, you learned the secret of the atomic bomb from a rural woman.
However, these were all good things.
Other than sighing with emotion that there was hope for the recovery of the utopia, they also began to reconsider their future cooperation with the Ivory Tower.
For a moment, the sound of congratulations was endless, and Luo Su's expression was as if it was a trivial matter, which made people feel sour in their hearts.
Let him show off for a while.
Who didn't celebrate the New Year?
Only Mystic Bird stared blankly at the battlefield on the chessboard. After a long time, he scratched his head and subconsciously pinched the 'Painting Scroll' in his sleeve that contained all the blood contracts, records, and soul inheritances of the Eastern Xia lineage.
"Can it be done like this?"
The old man pinched his stubble, eager to give it a try.
In any case, if he went downstairs and walked out of the door, he would be at the delivery point from yesterday.
Should I … give it a try?
.
.
Huai Shi gave it a try.
Huai Shi felt that it might work.
And it worked!
This was f * cking off the mark!
Originally, he just wanted to habitually shake someone, preferably someone familiar and powerful. However, he didn't expect that the moment he thought about it, the blood of Gaia would automatically flow into his body and activate the Book of Destiny. After combining it with the records left behind by Ying Fangzhou, it once again reproduced the records of his contract.
"Don Quixote."
Then, relying on the rules of the Gaia fragment, it reappeared.
It allowed the dead, who had already died, to combine the sefirah and miraculous reappearance, almost reviving —
"Is this the Heroic Spirit Summoning? I love it, I love it! "
Huai Shi sighed softly and looked down at the back of his hand. It was a pity that he didn't have the three bars.
An additional page suddenly appeared in his Book of Destiny, as well as [Thunder of the Four Seas – Ying Fangzhou], reminded him that he hadn't changed locations and that everyone was still playing cards.
Then what was this? Chain Summoning?
He didn't really understand card players like you.
But it was right that the thigh had come!
Then, he noticed that the old man in front of him looked at him with disdain. "Son, the whole family is very disappointed in you."
After glancing at the praiser not far away, he casually sent him flying with a thunderbolt. Then, he unhappily asked Huai Shi, "It's been so long. Haven't you improved at all?"
"Ahem, ahem, this is an urgent matter, an urgent matter."
Huai Shi awkwardly coughed twice, speechless.
Although it was natural to call for an old senior to help them out when they encountered difficulties, it was a little inappropriate to call for the same old senior every time and dig the same grave in the same place.
You can't keep taking advantage of him just because he's very strong and takes care of you.
But we're familiar with each other, aren't we?
Anyway, the person had been shaken, and reinforcements had come from the sky. Then, wouldn't I win this round?
Thinking of this, he lay down even more comfortably.
"I know the rules. Sit still and don't get in the way, right?" Huai Shi turned over, lying down and applauding. "Old Senior Ying, kill him!"
"…"
In the dead silence, Ying Fangzhou's expression was cold. He looked at him, his eyes twitching, and suddenly reached out. Yun Zhongjun's gravitational force pulled Huai Shi up, lifted him, and swung him in a circle, aiming in the direction of the praiser.
"Go, up!"
Throw!
In an instant, there was a thunderous roar. Huai Shi screamed in pain as she tumbled through the air. She had no power to resist as she spun 3,600 degrees with her tongue dangling out of her mouth. She landed face-first in front of the praiser.
Then, Ying Fangzhou raised his hand, and a thunderbolt spear descended from the sky. Electricity burst forth, surrounding him from all sides, turning into a deadly cage.
Sealing him both inside and outside.
Finally, he casually summoned a gust of wind, blowing away the dust on the stone. He sat down and calmly ordered, "Settle your own problems!"
It wasn't just Huai Shi. The praiser was dumbfounded.
What was this?
Everyone else was calling for Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals to save the day, but you were calling for your father?
And you were cursing.
And you were the only one who was cursing.
Is there something wrong with your Celestial genealogy's brain?
But who the hell cares about that? I don't know who that old man who fell from the sky is. I can't beat him, but can't I beat you?!
Under the pressure of the repeated insults, the praiser no longer hesitated. He began to play the Abyssal Chapter again. Countless viscous, poisonous Origin Substances formed into sharp claws that smashed down at Huai Shi!
Huai Shi's face turned green. He scrambled to the side, desperately trying to dodge.
This long-awaited tumbling and dodging allowed him to relive the taste of the earth. However, seeing the reinforcements he had called for become a judge in the blink of an eye was something he couldn't accept!
"You really don't care?"
Trapped between countless sharp blades, Huai Shi pathetically turned around and shouted, "You should at least … give me some pointers!"
"Pointers? What pointers? “
Ying Fangzhou glanced at him and asked angrily, "You need pointers to beat up that kind of trash? Then what are you? Trash? Use your brain! "
Huai Shi began to use his brain.
Then, he discovered that using his brain was sometimes useless. It was better to rely on someone else.
But since there was an old senior holding the fort and the Gaze of Death, he couldn't continue to embarrass himself.
Unfortunately, he really couldn't beat him.
Just dodging took up all of his strength, and this was only because the praiser was worried that Ying Fangzhou would suddenly launch a sneak attack and was on high alert.
In the end, he was on guard against Ying Fangzhou, but he couldn't defend against Huai Shi's endless stream of trash talk.
"Ah Zan, Ah Zan, let's talk things out! We're all artists. Wouldn't it be bad if we hurt each other? "
Under the siege of countless sharp claws and the bombardment formed by the movement, Huai Shi was on the verge of collapse. He was in such a sorry state that it seemed like he would be blown to pieces in the next moment.
But in the end, he only lost a few strands of hair. Other than being covered in dust from rolling around too much, there wasn't a single wound on him. Moreover, his mouth was constantly bulging like a machine gun, and it didn't stop at all.
He was so excited that he flew up.
"I say, Ah Zan, there's a saying that after all tribulations, as long as a brother is still around, we'll forget about enmity with a smile … We have no enmity between us, so it's not a threshold that can't be crossed. Wait, could it be that I accidentally chopped up your child? That can't be right, right? You can't blame me if he was eaten by the rancher! Your corporate culture has nothing to do with me …
By the way, you're a writer, right? That's easy. What inspiration do you need? Just gather some notes, find a popular style, copy it, and pour some water into it. You'll be done in two hours, right?
You know 'Bolero', right? That piece can be played for half an hour over and over again!
Even if your Paradise has year-end performance and quarterly KPIs, or even monthly votes, you can't possibly have to update every day, right? Right? Right? "
Every word, every phrase, every sentence was like a fly flying around the ears of the praiser, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. However, Huai Shi's voice was full of energy, and he was a disaster musician. Even when he shouted, his voice still lingered in the air and wouldn't disperse. And outside the thunder prison, Ying Fangzhou's eyes kept looking over. Every time that sharp gaze swept over, he felt a chill all over his body.
When he thought about how he had fallen into such a ridiculous situation because of his carelessness, the praiser could no longer bear the fury in his heart that almost wanted to swallow Huai Shi whole.
"So annoying!!!"
He roared crazily, "Shut up!"
On the body of the Hunting Angel, the music score of the Holy Poem was rapidly operating and expanding. In an instant, countless ferocious monsters flew out of the dark sea and pounced on Huai Shi.
But at that moment, he realized that Huai Shi had already appeared ten steps away from him.
It was so sudden.
No, when did it happen?
But at that moment, on the straight path, there was no longer any obstruction.
An opening!
When the praiser subconsciously raised his arms and contracted his defense, he heard a soft chant that had already spread out in the wind.
"With all my soul, I dedicate myself to this sword."
A dazzling brilliance rose from the sword blade and aimed at the face of the praiser.
It also illuminated Huai Shi's smile.
"The next part …" he said.
After directly skipping all the complicated steps and brewing, the Glorious Flow of Light that had adeptly climbed to the level of Divinity Transformation gushed out in a casual manner.
All the darkness was torn apart with irresistible force.
It was as if the long night was wailing and dissipating under the impact of the blazing light.
In an instant, it was as if he was thrown into a pool of sulfuric acid. Even though he did not dissolve on the spot under the impact that exceeded his expectations, the pain caused by the melting of his skin, evaporation of his flesh, and carbonization of his flesh made the praiser scream in fear.
And at the moment when the blazing light extinguished, Huai Shi was already within reach.
After breaking through all the rigid monsters and sharp claws, the ever-changing weapon in his hand was aimed at the body of the praiser.
The rhythm of the symphony overlapped in an instant.
Triple Chord!
It was the long-awaited … Xiang Dragon!
After three crisscrossing cold lights flashed in an instant, the praiser was sent flying backward. Both of his arms and head fell off, leaving the lower half of his body on the spot.
He was cut in half!
But the miserable and resentful scream did not stop. Even though he was heavily injured by a Supreme-tier, such power was not enough to kill him.
Amidst the exploding flesh, he was rapidly recovering and recovering. A pair of wings grew out from his back. Amidst the resentful scream, he looked up with his scarlet eyes.
He glared at where Huai Shi was.
But he saw that behind Huai Shi … outside the Lightning Prison, the old man who had been watching coldly finally stood up slowly.
"For the time being, it can be considered passable."
Ying Fangzhou impatiently commented. "Although the martial arts of fists, legs, and weapons are overly flashy, they can still be considered pure. As for the rest, forget it. "
"Watch carefully, Huai Shi."
He raised his hand and aimed it at the rapidly regenerating praiser. "To deal with this kind of trash who likes to tangle with others, only one punch is enough."
It was as if he was afraid that a foolish child would not understand.
Every movement was deliberately slowed down.
Every change and flow of Origin Substance was not held back. Threads of insignificant electricity wrapped around his five fingers. As he clenched his fist, Yin and Yang intensified.
There were no hidden secret techniques, nor were there any unexpected ways to use them. He also did not ponder over any Supreme-tier playthings.
He only used them as a matter of course, repeating the things that were on paper and the principles that everyone understood. A thousand times, ten thousand times, a hundred thousand times, a million times …
Until the thunder roared and the sky shook!
The fine electricity flashed and disappeared, but it burst forth with a fierce light that burned Huai Shi's eyes.
The sky was like a drum, bursting forth with mighty echoes.
The earth shook and wailed under the thunder.
And right in front of Huai Shi, the regenerating praiser was frozen in place. His eyes were wide open, staring at Ying Fangzhou.
It was as if he did not understand what had happened.
In the deathly stillness, only the body rapidly disintegrated. Together with the soul that had descended on the chessboard, it turned into ashes and dissipated in the wind.
In the end, the pair of lifeless eyes fell to the ground, still reflecting that fleeting and breathtaking light.
The wind still carried the last gasp of the deceased.
"Wonderful … …"
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