Lord of All People: My talent is chess

Mebius: "..."

The explosion of the mechanical bird did not affect the wind and fire platelets. The two groups of people easily took advantage of the explosion to escape into the ice storm controlled by the small group of birds.

After all, platelets only look like flesh and blood.

Several wind platelets were in high spirits, boasting: "How is it? Isn't our performance perfect!"

The little girl with gradient hair covered her forehead with her right hand, and said word by word: "A bunch of idiots! The drama is too much!"

Wind platelets: "Ah?!"

The little girl with gradient hair: "The Rust Legion entered the Dragon Altar unscathed."

"You can even travel through the long river of magma, but you fell in the barrier of the Dragon Altar. It doesn't look right, right?"

The wind platelets decisively shirked the blame: "... It was the little spark that bewitched me!"

"I didn't think of doing this before! The mechanical monster bird was made by us with great effort, how could it be consumed casually?!"

"It was the little spark that deceived us. We reluctantly gave it up for the success of the plan!"

Flame platelets: "You put... @￥#@#!"

The wind platelets manually interfered with the chat channel of the group bird bionic machine, making the voice of the flame platelets unable to be transmitted.

Platelets: "..."

Are these really my compatriots? Are you sure they are not here to make fun of me?

Sure enough, no matter how well the plan is planned, when the executors are a group of unrestrained little girls, all kinds of unexpected variables are bound to appear.

The little girl with gradient hair frowned: "What should I do? Will I be discovered?"

Mebius, who has no interest in sociology and has not studied the psychology of intelligent creatures other than Luo Chen, said simply:

"I don't know!"

The little girl with gradient hair; "..."

At this moment, she and Prime Minister Zhuge, who had just delegated power to Ma Su, but Ma Su gave him a big job, had highly similar ideas:

What a bunch of pig teammates! I'd better do it alone for the next plan execution!

The immature platelets were a little at a loss. Luo Chen and others found this scene a little funny, but they didn't think of going down to help.

Obeis: "Sure enough, they are still too naive."

Luo Chen smiled: "Isn't this normal? Anyway, we have the territory to protect us. No matter how many mistakes we make, we can make up for them."

"Besides, this mistake is nothing. It's just that they met for the first time and were caught off guard."

Obeis nodded in agreement and looked at the red silk omnic on the dragon altar: "Indeed."

"No matter how many loopholes there are in the performance of the platelets, as long as the history of Dragon Ball is true, the invincible leader of the Paradise Cult would not dare to even try and choose to withdraw directly."

Although the omnics will not be confused by greed, they will never fear death.

As long as there is truth ahead, they will wade out a way even if they are crushed to pieces.

As expected by Luo Chen and Obeis, the electronic eyes of the red silk omnic were retracted at the scene of the chain air explosion of the mechanical monster bird.

The platelets didn't know how many times the Red Silk Omnic had calculated and thought, but he didn't leave the Dragon Altar in the end. Instead, he slowly took out a dragon ball burning with flames and stuffed it into the corresponding hole on the altar.

The Rust Legion was surrounded by rolling magma and the idealistic light was blooming.

The altar trembled slightly, the dragon ball disappeared, and a golden line of flaming dragon left the altar and stepped into the sky. The delicate dragon whiskers moved without wind, and the dragon mouth opened slightly:

"Mortal, what do you wish for?"

Wind Platelet: "This is different from what was agreed. Didn't it say that only when the seven dragon balls gather together will the dragon appear?"

Mebius rolled his eyes: "It's time, you still care if the talisman conforms to the legend?"

"Delay the omnic first, the incense powder will take effect soon, you seize the opportunity to execute the beheading!"

The number of the Rust Legion is so large that it makes people despair. The seven platelets together only have 700 people. The best strategy is naturally to directly eliminate the Red Silk Omnic.

Without the core omnic, the entire legion will naturally collapse quickly.

But will things go so smoothly?

The little girl with gradient hair color felt a little uneasy.

The electronic eyes of the red silk omnic flickered, and various detection methods were frequently released, but the details of the Flame Dragon were never found out.

Finally, the red silk omnic spoke, with a cold and ruthless voice: "Okay, please die?"

Make a wish?

Omnics never believe in illusory gods. They prefer to dissect gods with their own hands and explore the mysteries of the gods' bodies.

Flame Dragon: "A very simple wish."

The next moment, the light on the Flame Dragon went out, and the whole dragon body fell down, lying quietly on the altar, without a trace of movement.

Red Silk Omnic: "?"

His electronic eyes flashed with some confusion, and his sight was focused on the motionless dragon whiskers.

The Red Silk Omnic understood the Flame Dragon's suicide directly, and there was no surprise.

How could the set program be violated?

But, is the dead dragon's whiskers as heavy as a thousand pounds? Is it some kind of extremely special super alloy?

Omnics are silicon-based life, and naturally think that the dragon is also some kind of special silicon-based life, without any doubt.

Mebius: "..."

No, we just simply ignored this point.

The Red Silk Omnic stepped forward, and the flesh and blood palm turned into a sharp alloy scalpel, cutting off quickly.

Bang!

Like a fairy scattering flowers, the body of the Flame Dragon turned into a sky full of golden light, which spread directly to all the machines of the Red Silk Legion and the Rust Legion.

The little Lolita with gradient hair color looked serious, and her consciousness connected all the grass platelets: "Do it!"

The incense powder that spread throughout the natural disaster restricted area by tornado was driven by some kind of power, instinctively pursuing the surrounding mechanical units and quickly integrating into them.

Boom!

The magma flames burned violently, and the spiritual fire was ignited in their energy cabins.

The high-efficiency kinetic energy of the spiritual birth:

"... Life, death?"

"Burn? Self?"

"... I refuse!"

In an instant, the eight-digit mechanical units of the Rust Legion began to emit different lights.

The phantom of the magma river that was originally circulated as a whole collapsed at an astonishing speed and turned into scattered light spots.

The relationship between the cluster and the individual is often contradictory and unified. The legion-level combination skills that the Red Silk Intelligent Machinery relies on to dominate the world are essentially to incorporate individuals into the cluster.

When each rust mechanical unit is born with corresponding spirituality, the uniqueness of the individual is greatly enhanced, and they will naturally be split from the cluster.

After all, the Red Silk Omnic is a demon-level figure. If he is given some time, he can completely find the commonality of the Rust Mechanical Unit and reorganize it into a legion cluster.

But the platelets are waiting for this time difference!

The flame platelets grabbed the wind platelets, like grabbing a ball of wind, and quickly ravaged them a few times, pulling them into the shape of a bow and arrow.

The three elements of wind, fire, and ice are attached to it, and the bow is bent and the arrow is shot, and the crossbow arrow breaks through the air!

The screams of the wind platelets are endless: "Ahhh!"

"You bastards, I will never let you go even if I die!"