Card: My wife is a bit dull, but she leads thousands of dragons

Blood dripped from his palm, staining the ground red.

The card in my hand is so heavy.

"Leave it to...Nanyang Yi..." Nanyang Yue's last words kept echoing in Luo Bai's mind.

His eyes gradually lost their luster and his lips trembled slightly, as if he was saying something.

"Didn't we agree that..."

"Bian Yuelong hasn't won the championship yet..."

Many strange things in the ruins of the gods have been explained.

Why was the girl named Zijing so familiar with him, protecting him, and holding his hand and pressing it on her chest, where there was a bloodstain.

Why does Zijing always like to be alone, standing silently behind the team and looking around.

Why when they needed a talented speaker, Zijing suddenly disappeared, and Lin Yi turned into a speaker on the spot and even proposed the [Predation Plan] to destroy the [Water Fairy].

original.

Behind the heroes' shining glory, there are people holding torches.

They love the sun so much.

How much do you have to like it to climb all over the lava road just because of the sentence "The end of the magma is the sun".

Just to see the sun.

I never thought I'd see this bastard!

Luo Bai clenched his fists, raised his head and looked directly at the seriously injured Malik, his eyes flashing with tiny electronic lights.

A familiar yet unfamiliar electronic sound rang in his mind.

【Absolute Annihilation】

[The program is starting...]

[Connecting to the God Star Tree...]

Luo Bai seemed not to hear these voices and looked straight at Malik.

"Bastard!" Malik covered his chest, his face pale, his eyes full of anger. His body trembled slightly, and a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He clenched his teeth and punched the ground hard, making a dull sound.

The quasi-epic [Flame King God Burns the Sky], a fire that burned the sky, the earth, and the gods, completely destroyed the dark duel venue he had carefully prepared, and seriously injured him.

The little remaining undead reserves all poured into his body, and only then was he able to barely repair his injuries.

"I want you to pay the price!" Malik was furious, his eyes red.

He staggered in search of Nanyang Ling's trace, and finally found his body at the edge of the abyss.

Malik was stunned for a moment, then he burst into laughter, his laughter was filled with madness and sarcasm: "Hahaha, it turns out to be just like this!"

"Is this the Flame King?"

"Hahaha, die..."

Malik's laughter suddenly stopped. For some reason, his whole body felt cold and his breathing became rapid, as if he was being stared at by something terrifying.

He swallowed and turned his head slowly.

The moment he met Luo Bai's gaze, his eyes suddenly widened, his body lost control, and he couldn't help but take a half step back.

That's not the look a human would have.

The eyes were dull and lifeless, as if the soul had been extracted, leaving only an empty shell. From time to time, tiny electronic lights flashed, emitting a murderous intent.

"Playing tricks!" Malik was filled with fear and anger, but he also laughed wildly out of greed, "Hahaha, hand over your body!"

He raised the thousand-year-old tin staff in his hand, and the eyes on the staff shone brightly.

I wanted to brainwash King Yan before, but was defeated by his wife. This should work.

But after a few breaths, Luo Bai's eyes were still cold and ruthless, the electronic light flickered more and more, and the power of the thousand-year-old tin staff had no effect on him.

"Impossible..." Malik's eyes widened in disbelief. The thousand-year-old tin staff in his hand trembled slightly, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead. An indescribable fear surged in his heart, and he muttered to himself: "This is impossible..."

"Why is there no response..."

He is probably crazy and wants to brainwash a machine.

"Boom——"

Suddenly, a violent earthquake occurred in the duel room. The surrounding walls cracked, rocks fell, and the magma in the abyss surged violently.

Malik's face suddenly changed and he looked around in horror.

"What on earth is..."

He had been sealed in this room for two hundred years when an earthquake occurred for the first time.

Moreover, the shaking is getting stronger and stronger.

Outside the snowy mountain, Shen Shen, who was floating in the sky, was suddenly startled: "What...what's going on?!"

“Is there such a mechanism?”

With shock and confusion, she turned to look at Mickey, the head of the Snow Mountain Agency.

"It's not a mechanism." Mickey's eyes widened and his breathing became rapid. "Didn't you see it?"

"The whole snowy mountain is shaking."

"What on earth happened on the tenth floor..."

"The God Star Tree..."

"Bang——" The live broadcast equipment in Shen Shen's hand suddenly exploded.

"Ah! My phone!"

Inside and outside the snow-capped mountains, except for Mickey's camera, all mechanical equipment went out of control, making harsh noises, electric currents running wildly, screens flickering, and instrument pointers spinning wildly.

"What a terrifying mechanical command."

Mickey frowned and raised his camera. The lens automatically stretched out to capture the strange scenes around him.

Xia Sheng had just walked out of the eighth floor of the snow mountain when he sensed something. He suddenly turned back and looked at the tenth floor, whispering, "Teacher..."

His eyes were filled with complex emotions, including worry, confusion, and a hint of fear that could not be concealed.

He would never forget that day.

New Spiritual Calendar Year 640, April 4, 11: PM.

The Tianting incident.

A source core, combined with the Divine Star Tree, madly absorbed the mechanical command power of the whole world.

At last.

Created a God.

In the metaverse, Yuanwu and Budongji fought one hundred and one times. In the end, Yuanwu won and, as agreed, came to receive the destruction program of Tianting.

"You win." [Genius] Fudoji's face was pale and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.

Actual metaverse duels will not cause physical damage, and everything depends entirely on imagination.

A trace of blood at the corner of your mouth will make your defeat more exciting.

"According to the agreement, this program belongs to you." Fudoji took out a crystal clear chip from his arms and threw it to Yuanwu.

Yuan Wu took the chip and said without a trace of emotion in his voice: "You don't look very distressed."

"You also think that this program should not be kept by a pedantic alliance."

"You need a reason to give me the stuff."

"To save the 12 million people in the Metaverse. That's a good reason."

He turned to look at Fudoki, his eyes cold: "You realize that you have the will to destroy the world, and it is getting stronger, right?"

"Stop." Fudoji raised his hand, "I admit defeat. You take the things and I'm leaving."

At this moment, the metaverse suddenly flickered and became gray and garbled, like a computer that had been hacked.

"?" Yuan Wu held the chip tightly, his brows furrowed.

Fudoji raised his eyebrows, his eyes slowly widened, and he laughed wildly with excitement: "Annihilation, hahahaha, it's the breath of annihilation!"

"Yes, yes!"

"It's still alive...it's still alive!"

He held onto Yuan Wu's shoulders tightly, and looked around with a dull gaze, as if he was looking for something: "It's still alive..."

"I knew it..."

"God...the real God!"

"How can God live only one day? No way... I said no way..."

"God is still alive!"

[Genius] regained his faith, and the despair that had been dormant for many years began to burn again.

Underworld, tenth level.

"What the hell is this..."

Malik's pupils suddenly shrank, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he looked around in horror.

The originally blazing lava hell turned into a high-tech room after the mechanism was changed.

Laser planers sliced ​​through the air, armed drones circled overhead, and lasers crisscrossed into a web, blocking all escape routes.

He took a few steps back, trembling, muttering to himself: "This is impossible... lava..."

What are you afraid of?

"What are you afraid of?" Luo Bai spoke indifferently, and two cold voices mixed in the void.

【Aren’t you my favorite?】

"Aren't you my favorite?"

【Dark Game】

"Dark Game."

“Da-da-da-da—”

In the technology room, countless guns were aimed at Malik at the same time.

Malik took a deep breath, his throat was so dry that he could hardly make a sound, and cold sweat kept dripping down his cheeks.