A village — perhaps it was not accurate to call it that.
The human settlement in the valley could only be regarded as a settlement at best. It was not even correct to call it a settlement.
It was just a simple wooden house built on an open space near the water plain. There was not even a fence to protect against wild beasts.
Obviously, this was just a temporary stronghold.
"How did these monkeys get together with the mecha?"
After hiding their presence, Eight-cloud Ink and Gilliel stood at the top of the cliff and looked at the hundreds of mecha and dozens of humans in the valley.
Gilliel's face was puzzled. She did not understand why the mecha would deliberately come to contact with humans.
Eight-cloud Ink could perceive that in one of the locked wooden houses, a human and a mecha were talking about something.
Even so far away, with Eight-cloud Ink's deliberate attention, the content of their conversation still clearly fell into Eight-cloud Ink's ears.
⑧
"Willpower, Liku, we will inherit the will of [Body of Will] Zhu Bi. Before the game ends, we will exist as props."
"Props …"
"Yes, I and the 4,986 machines connected to me will be props to inherit the will of the body of will."
"However, I will report to you frankly that there is an error in the calculation of the body of will, Zhu Bi."
Liku's eyes widened suddenly.
"Zhu Bi calculated to use 32 [Passage Rules] to guide the power of the warring parties underground to penetrate the core of the planet. However, according to my calculations, if you want to use this method to guide the total attack of the entire camp directly below, according to the calculation, there is still a difference of '10 to the minus 609 seconds'. Therefore, the power will conflict and roll into a vortex. After that, it is impossible to give it directivity and then retract it."
Liku slumped in his seat powerlessly.
There was an error in the calculation …
All of his plans were designed with Zhu Bi's calculation as the core.
If Zhu Bi's calculation was wrong, then all of his efforts based on this basis would be useless.
"How could it be …"
"But the [Body of Will] has been configured with 24 [Passage Rules]. It is still possible to use these to achieve a certain degree of deviation."
"… So what?"
"Only twenty-four of the thirty-two [Passage Rules] have been set up, and there is a vacancy in the southwest. Because of the series of errors caused by this relationship, I can calculate in parallel with the other connectors. At the cost of 4,802 connectors, I can guide the combined power of both sides to this direction and converge 70% of the power, which is enough to pierce through the core of the star and make the star cup appear."
"Then, I'll shoot this 70% of the power towards the ground …"
"Yes, this is the conclusion I came to based on the calculation of the [Body of Will]."
Liku was silent.
His wife and Zhu Bi's compatriots had to die in order to complete this plan.
[Willpower, the [Rule] does not contain any restrictions regarding the loss of items — — I am only an item.]
Liku clenched his fists tightly.
At the same time, Eight-cloud Ink, who was standing at the top of the cliff, heard the conversation between the two and frowned.
From their conversation, Eight-cloud Ink discovered that the human's name was Liku.
It was the same name as Zhu Bi's husband.
At the same time, the contact between the Mech Armor and him seemed to confirm his identity.
However — —
"Item … Hah!"
He recalled the first time he met Ikaros.
At that time, Ikaros also said the same thing — — "Nice to meet you, I am the Angel of Entertainment, Type α, Ikaros."
Subconsciously, Ikaros also saw himself as an item — — an item to please Master.
"This kind of statement, it's really hard not to take it seriously."
Gillian turned her head and looked at Eight-cloud Ink with a puzzled expression.
She did not understand why this boy who was more beautiful than the most beautiful goddess she had ever seen would suddenly become so gloomy.
"Hey, Gillian, in your eyes, what kind of race are the Mech Armors?"
"Those guys?"
Gillian's strange feather-like ears that peeked out from her bright pink hair trembled slightly.
"It's very strange. Ever since the war between them and the Draconic Race ended, we were ordered not to make a move against them — — they have an innate ability that allows them to imitate attacks that they have only seen once and make it their own in a very short time."
"Is that so … Then in your eyes, they — — the Mech Armors — — — are items?"
"A bunch of trash — — Ugh, haha … I didn't say anything?"
Gillian, who was about to call them trash, immediately changed her words after noticing Eight-cloud Ink's gaze.
"Items … Although they are very fragile and seem to break with a touch, they have a genuine soul. Even so, are they still items?"
Eight-cloud Ink shook his head.
"From what they said, it seems that as long as enough power is used to penetrate the planet's core, the Star Cup will appear? If that's the case — — "
With a wave of his hand, Eight-cloud Ink opened a gap and stepped in.
Gillian, who was beside him, was stunned. She carefully glanced at the dark gap where the lilies were blooming, then she could not hold back her curiosity and followed in.
⑧
When Eight-cloud Ink and Gillian appeared in front of Liku and the Mech Armors that called themselves Eincife, they were greeted with Eincife's merciless attack.
With a light tap of her index finger, a shockwave rippled in the void and blocked Encifi's arm that had transformed into a blade of light. Yakumo opened her other hand.
"Please don't misunderstand, I'm not an enemy."
"This is — —!?"
After seeing the thing in Eight-cloud Ink's palm, Liku exclaimed and pushed Eincife away without caring about his body that was on the verge of collapse.
Eight-cloud Ink supported Liku who was about to fall and handed the ring in his hand to him.
"Don't be agitated, your body is almost done for."
"Zhu Bi … Zhu Bi …"
Liku did not pay attention to Eight-cloud Ink's advice. He just held Zhu Bi's ring tightly in his hand and repeated Zhu Bi's name over and over again.
"Incomprehensible feelings."
Gillian, who followed him, shook her head.
"What is this feeling? The [Love] that the lower races often talk about? It's inexplicable … "
"Indeed, no one can explain what [Love] is."
Eight-cloud Ink helped Liku sit on a chair and released a wave of Beastkin Power to calm his body. He looked at Liku who finally regained his composure and said, "As you can see, this is what Zhu Bi asked me to give to you."
"Zhu Bi, she …?"
He didn't have time to question the origin of Eight-cloud Ink and was too lazy to investigate his identity. With the last trace of hope, Liku swallowed his breath and asked carefully.
"Unfortunately, Zhu Bi is dead."
The flash of hope completely disappeared, and Eight-cloud Ink seemed to hear a "click" sound.
It seemed to be the sound of a lock being locked.
— — Have I locked my heart away?
"However, although Zhu Bi is dead, she didn't completely disappear."
"What do you mean?"
This time, Liku's voice became emotionless.
"Zhu Bi's soul is still here, waiting for reincarnation."
"No, this is impossible. There is no reincarnation in this world."
The mechanical armor species, Eincife, who had been quiet, immediately spoke.
"Unknown race and Skywing species, please state your intentions and whether you are hostile, otherwise, I will default you as an enemy."
A mechanical voice without any emotional fluctuations.
Eincife stood in front of Liku, and the surface of its body began to glow because of the plasma on its joints.
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