"Who are you! Who allowed you to get close to here!"

A voice came over, Jingliu and Columbia turned their heads and saw a man wearing gorgeous scholar clothes standing in front of them.

Jingliu put his hand on his chin and looked at the scholar. He looked carefully at the clothes, the face, and the familiar voice...

"Are you the great sage Azar of the Order?"

"Answer my question, who allowed you to get close to here!" Azar did not answer Jingliu's question, but asked him.

"Who allowed us to get close to here?" Upon hearing this, Jingliu couldn't help but chuckle. Then he said with an arrogant look:

"There is no place in this world that I can't get close to."

"Arrogant." Azar snorted coldly, not taking Jingliu's words seriously. Then he looked at the God of Machine Armor in the center of the factory with fiery eyes:

"Just in time, let me give you a taste of the power of the half-finished Zhengji God!"

"Hahahahahaha..."

Azar opened his hands wide and laughed arrogantly, giving him the majesty of a villain.

Um? Isn't Azar a villain? Of course not, villains refer to those who are relatively strong. For those characters who have no strength and don’t know where the confidence comes from, we generally call them clowns.

As Azar's voice stopped, the God of Opportunity in the center of the factory slowly opened his eyes.

"Hahahaha, let you mortals see what a true god is!"

As Azar's voice fell, the God of Zhengji also fully awakened, exuding a pressure that made Jingliu and Columbia "tremble"...

Jingliu and Columbia looked at each other, a little speechless.

Azar looked at Jingliu and Columbia stunned in place, thinking they were frightened, and laughed:

"Hahaha, celebrate. As a mortal, being able to die at the hands of gods is enough for you to sing praises forever! Hahaha."

"Does this trash deserve to be called a god?" Columbia looked at Azar, who looked like a clown, and then looked at the "god" that he could easily destroy, and said with disdain.

"Columbia, we are civilized people. We must pay attention to civilized words." Jingliu reached out and flicked Columbia's forehead, then looked at Azar:

"stupid……"

Columbia:?

Is this what you call civilized terms?

……

"Oh, oh, Columbia, be gentle, be gentle, it hurts so much."

Colombia:…

"Why does it hurt? Why does it hurt when I fight a mecha?" Listening to the constant screams coming from Jingliu, Columbia finally couldn't help but said.

"This is my mecha. If you hit it, it will hurt my heart..." Jingliu said with a somewhat exaggerated expression, covering his right chest.

"The heart is on the left side." Columbia looked at Jingliu's appearance, more or less speechless, and her attacks on the God of Zhengji gradually became harder.

Under the destruction of Columbia, the God of Zhengji that made Jingliu and Columbia "tremble" was turned into several fragments.

Jingliu looked at the mecha fragments lying on the ground, and his heart almost stopped beating. Woohoo, my mecha dream...

"Forget it, [Doctor] should be able to recover."

Jingliu was sad for less than half a second and then stopped being sad.

"You...you...who are you?" Azar looked at the God of Zhengji who had turned into fragments all over the ground, pointing at Jingliu and Columbia, and kept trembling.

"Us? Who is it?" Jingliu heard the words and chuckled:

"To prevent the world from being..."

Ahem, I'm sorry, the devil's body is guilty.

"Who are we? It's obvious, isn't it?" Jingliu slowly walked towards Azar, stretching out his hands and pointing to the ceiling.

"We...are the gods you call..."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I must be dreaming, yes, I am dreaming." Azar was so frightened by Jingliu's temperament that he collapsed on the ground, then hurriedly got up and stumbled towards the outside of the factory. go. In this distance of only a few hundred meters, Hazard fell several times.

After Azar left, Jingliu said to a corner not far away:

"Have you seen enough? Come out and get beaten when you see enough."

[PhD]:……

……

"Can it be repaired?" Jingliu asked, looking at [Doctor] who collapsed on the ground.

"It's all turned into pieces." [Doctor] looked at the fragments of the God of Opportunity on the ground and sighed, then said with a very casual expression:

"It's a little troublesome, but only a little troublesome."

"Yes, yes, I will leave my mecha to you for the time being." Listening to [Doctor]'s words, Jingliu nodded with satisfaction.

[PhD]:?

Although I don’t know why it became your mecha, I don’t dare to tell you, and I don’t dare to ask. Whatever you say is yours is yours.

As for whether [the skirmishers] agree or not? It has nothing to do with whether he agrees or disagrees. As an experimental subject, he has no right to speak.

"By the way, where is the [skirmisher]?" Jingliu asked the [Doctor] in confusion, and he did not sense the figure of the [skirmisher] in the God of Zhengji.

"The body has reached the divine realm, but the soul has not." [Doctor] chuckled and looked at the fragments on the ground.

"He is now, in the deepest part of his being, exercising his soul."

Jingliu nodded and said nothing more. He took Columbia's hand and prepared to walk out of the factory, but as he walked, he seemed to think of something, and turned to [Doctor] and said:

"After the mecha is ready again, don't rush to give it to [skirmishers]. Let me drive it for a few days first."

[PhD]:……

I really wanted to refuse, but if I refused, I might be greeted by a sword from Jingliu.

……

"Let's go to Sumeru City." After leaving the factory, feeling the air of the natural forest, Jingliu said to Columbia beside him.

"Xumi City? Then why are you still going forward? Shouldn't you be going back the way you came?"

Hearing this, Jingliu stopped and couldn't help but smile.

"You're going to the wrong place, you're going to the wrong place..."

"Forget it, let me do it." Columbia sighed. If he let Jingliu lead the way again, he didn't know where he would be...

……

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