Eighth Crown

"Hitchhiking?"

Fujimaru Rika was slightly stunned, unable to understand what he was talking about.

"Oh? Do you mean that you want to enter our imaginary submarine and escape the destruction of the heavens and the earth by the **** Arjuna through imaginary diving?"

Sherlock Holmes quickly understood his intention, but instead of agreeing easily, he asked back.

"But you should know that as the hiders, you and our Chaldea are completely hostile. Who knows if you will do something to the submarine after you get in the car, or is this your plan, want to Destroy us from within?"

The creation and destruction of heaven and earth is a matter of the real number space, and in any case, it cannot control the imaginary number space.

In the final analysis, the imaginary number space originally refers to the "non-existent space", which is not within the heaven and earth at all. It is only because modern science put forward this statement and formed a relatively broad concept that it was mastered by magicians and developed. The magic of the imaginary series.

If the concept of imaginary numbers had not been created, it would be impossible for magicians to invent imaginary number magic one after another.

Therefore, in the magic world, there is a saying that "the essence of magic is to manipulate the concept".

Speaking of a thousand and ten thousand, in this Indian Lostbelt, there is no concept of imaginary numbers, so even the Almighty God cannot interfere in the imaginary number space, so if you hide in the imaginary number space, you can survive Arjuna. Heaven and Earth are destroyed.

Peperonzino's reasons for wanting a free ride are understandable, but his purpose is less clear.

"Furthermore, your duty is to assist the King of the Lostbelt in raising the Fantasy Tree, right? You are all on the side of the **** Arzhou, you are an existence that can be recognized by the gods, and you should be able to survive the creation and destruction of the world without injury. right."

Sherlock Holmes continued to ask with a sharp expression.

"Well, that was right before."

Peperonzino spread his hands innocently, showing a fearless smile.

"I was indeed the assistant of the gods a few months ago, and the assistant is actually a subordinate, but since an apostle of the alien **** came to this Lost Belt, everything has changed..."

"The current me, let alone not a subordinate, even the followers were taken away by the god, and there are no weapons left, and I don't know if I should be lucky, now I also have the qualifications to be implicated by the gods. Woolen cloth!"

Peperonzino's face gradually became free and unrestrained, and the corners of his mouth ravaged his face.

"So, I hope you can believe me, it won't be bad for the submarine, otherwise I can't even eat it myself. If it really doesn't work, as a trade, I can also tell you some information about this Lost Belt. !"

Information on this Lostbelt?

Sherlock Holmes was silent for a while. This was indeed what they needed most at the moment. If they wanted to defeat Arjuna's belief and break his almighty power, they would definitely need to deepen their understanding of him.

"Management consultant, you didn't intend to just trust him!"

Goldruff's voice came from the communication, and his tone was desperate.

"This submarine is the last fortress of all mankind. Once something happens, the entire pan-human history will be lost. We can't bet the fate of all mankind on his side!"

"Should this be up to you, Director?"

Little Da Vinci stood beside him, tearing down the stage mercilessly.

"If it weren't for you, Goyanskaya and Kama would not have invaded Chaldea. I think the last fortress of all mankind, its weakest link is you!"

"Well……"

Goldruff was speechless for a moment.

So far, the only two or two attacks that Wandering Sea has encountered were all because of his negligence. Goyanskaya and Kama seized the opportunity, and so many things happened later.

He himself knew this well, and felt guilty, so he couldn't hold back his words.

"If you don't believe me, how about I prove it to you now?"

Peperonzino didn't care about the suspicion of Director Fatty at all, with a very kind smile on his face, and then he waved to the distance.

"Hey! Ma Si sauce, I'm here!"

Before anyone else could react, a flaming red ring blade whistled from a distance and slammed into Peperonzino.

"Ouch!"

Peperonzino exclaimed with a laugh, and with a seemingly dangerous but barely short pace, he quickly avoided the red ring blade with incomparable speed.

"So fast!"

Fujimaru Rika rubbed her eyes in surprise, almost thinking she was hallucinating.

Peperonzino, was he able to escape the sudden blow from the Servant?

"Oh, isn't this the original Master? Is it still lingering?"

The sound of a horse's neighing sounded from a distance, and his words were full of contradictory pleasure and anger.

The original master?

"Could it be that the real Master of Ma Nei is actually you?"

Holmeston was intrigued and asked him.

"That's right, Lord God, who doesn't know how to be considerate to his subordinates, stole my servants without any explanation. He also used the horse's neigh as a model. With the help of the alien **** apostle, he summoned three other servants for himself. It's Nezha, William Tell, and Askler Pierce."

Peperonzino wiggled his fingers and explained with a smile.

"After that, I became unnecessary, and naturally I was not recognized by the gods, so I escaped!"

Although in his words, his own experience can be said to be very sad, but he seems to be a natural optimist, and there is no sense of sadness in his expression, as if he doesn't care about this sad encounter at all.

"It turns out that it doesn't seem to be a lie. Among the concealers so far, you should be the worst one."

Holmes pondered for a while, and finally nodded in agreement.

"In this case, I can agree with you to take refuge in the submarine, but as you said, you need to come up with enough information to exchange, and we will monitor you all the way."

"What about...my opinion?"

Goldruf raised his hand nervously.

"I'm sorry, Director, now that the time is urgent, I will act a little bit arbitrarily."

Sherlock Holmes shrugged and replied with a cheerful expression.

The direction of the village entrance.

"Hey, woman, get out of the way, I'm going to kill that former master!"

Ma Nei recalled the ring blade that he threw out, and angered the girl in kimono who stood in front of him.

"I reject."

The two rituals held the dark sacred sword in their hands, their expressions were calm and calm, and their eyes swept across the three servants in front of them.

"Are you three going to go together?"

Warrior horse neigh.

Hunter William Tell.

Doctor Askler Pierce.

According to the previous speculation, these three people are either the incarnations of gods themselves, or they must have been endowed with special divinity by Arjuna.

With her power alone, can she keep the three Servants of the Gods here?