[Comprehensive] Mr. Erdao, a human trafficker

"—Are you crazy! You want the sword of Damocles to fall?!"

"Concentrate the huge energy generated when the sword of Damocles falls at one point, and make it produce the resonant hammer effect according to the second method of Schubert's control," Izona said. "After I calculated the strength of the slate, I found that The limit value it can withstand is exactly the same as the theoretical value of the impact of the sword of Damocles falling."

"After certain conditions are met, the slate and the sword of Damocles... will cancel each other out and disappear!"

The "unchanged" domain expanded, assimilating the raging red flames, and the luster of "silver" covered the entire ground.

Bishuiliu called up the web interface to view the Weitzman value. On it, the Weitzman deviation value of "King of Silver" was skyrocketing at an even and rapid rate.

Relying on its own will and the characteristics of the silver kingship energy, the Izona Society manipulated the Weitzman value to the verge of collapse.

"Don't try to succeed—"

Bi Shuiliu couldn't have imagined that there would be a "king" willing to let the stone slab be annihilated at the price of his own fall. "According to Zhou Fangzun's situation at the time, the sword fell from the beginning to the ground, and it took less than ten seconds..."

The intact sword body began to shatter inch by inch, full of cracks, and even falling debris and dust. The gems inlaid from the tip of the sword to the hilt couldn't withstand the strong energy pressure, and shattered into gas.

Turning into a green streamer than water, it swooped towards the young girl in front of her.

"—As long as I kill you before then, the sword will disappear!"

Izanashe held the red umbrella that never left his hand, opened the umbrella ribs, and used this to attach strength to resist the impact of the oncoming green royal energy.

The sword in the sky sank at a slow and rapid speed... along the path opened by the "Red Clan".

The level that runs through all the subterranean passages, from the sky to the deep tunnel where the stone slabs are.

Distributed in different underground layers, none of the "Red Clan" left.

At the entrance of the hole blasted by the flames, one can see such a huge sword of Damocles falling down like the sun in the west—unstoppable.

"Why...why?" Looking at Yatogami Gouro who resisted in front of him and Izanasha who was still struggling to support the release of "King's Domain", Bishui Liu couldn't help muttering, "Since you have denied the power, then this power Again……"

What is it?

The energy of silver is "unchanged", and it is impossible to persist for so long under the power of "change" supported by stone slabs and fully exerted.

Why……

Why after negating the power, can you still...

Why don't you, who have such strength, stand with me?

Can't understand me?

"strength"……

The ordinary image of living with my companions in the underground stronghold flashed in my mind...

That's too late.

The tip of the sword is about to fall to the ground.The sword of Damocles is about to touch the source of the royal power of this world - the stone slab.

Really, huh——

The self who was deprived of life by power, the self who was resurrected by power... the self whose destiny was manipulated by power...

A world where people are responsible for their own destiny...

All the swords hanging high in the sky disappeared.

All power fades away.

The young man who should have died 14 years ago, the "King" who should have died, has also returned to his right path.

It's like these ten years of life are all bubble-like phantoms.

After the "power" disappeared, he was still the child who died at the age of 11 due to an indiscriminate disaster.

"It's a pity."

He looked up at the scene.

"But, I'm also satisfied."

At least, he has already seen the world he longed for.

this world. The world of "Jungle".

How beautiful!

I'm sorry, Zi, Sukuna...the world you want...

At least he had a great time.

Bishuiliu's body fell forward, and was gently embraced by the young man who appeared in front of him.

The young man with short black and gray hair who did nothing and watched his king go to the end - death - smiled at the silver king in front of him, "'King', you go away."

He looked behind Izanasha.

Panzhou Tenji clutched his wound—this was undoubtedly the masterpiece of Munakata Reiji—bowed and walked in slowly, the blood from the corner of his mouth was too late to wipe away.

"Sorry, just let me deal with the aftermath."

he said slowly.

"I didn't expect that you have reached that point, and you can turn defeat into victory." He looked at Yatogami Kuro who was guarding in front of him, without moving, just said, "We have suffered a crushing defeat."

His tone was gentle, and he even smiled, but there was an indescribable and unclear gloomyness in his words.

Even... a hidden will to die.

"I have ordered our clan members to flee here, so you should go too."

"Mr. Pan, Mr. Pan, flow, flow him..." Qin Saka circled around him.

As usual, Pan Zhou Tianji laughed twice, "You go too, Qin Saka."

"Come on, let's go." He advised the bird who refused to leave.

He took the lifeless adopted son from Hu Erdao's hands and held him in his arms.

The sound of explosions was heard one after another, and there were collapses and the collapse of building walls.

——Before coming, he had activated the self-destruct procedure of the entire underground guard system.

From bottom to top, buried here.

"Mr. Pan, you can go too." Hu Erdao didn't intend to leave at all, but advised instead.

Panzhou Tianji shook his head, "If you don't leave, it will be too late, Erdao."

The young man who had just ushered in the dead king of his current camp seemed to be in a good mood—in fact, Hu Erdao, who had successfully cut off his slate consciousness, was indeed very happy—bent his eyebrows and said softly, "Liu Ke You haven't died yet, if you wake up and find that Mr. Pan is gone, you will be sad, right?"

Panzhou Tianji looked at him for a long time, apparently not believing it, but he didn't think that Hu Erdao would joke with him at this moment.

"Let's go."

Hu Erdao pulled him up and said with a light smile, "Didn't you advise me to pay more attention to this world?"

"Since that's the case, don't think that death is over once and for all! Besides the slate, there are still many things you can care about, aren't there?"

"I died 14 years ago." Panzhou Tianji closed his eyes, "Thank you for your kindness, Liu should be happy to be buried here, along with the slate."

Bury with ideals and have a good dream.

This should be their final ending.

The explosion grew louder.

Facing the "King" who doesn't believe in himself at all, no, he is an ordinary person now, what should he do?

Hu Erdao gave the best answer—reasonable.

Convince people with reason, no, with force...

Well, just knock it out and take it away.

But it is not acceptable to bring it to the system space.

Isn't there still a coolie?

"Gu Liu, help me."

The woman in the uniform with long boots glanced at him, but still hugged the young man who was handed over to him horizontally.

In the arms of the tall green-haired woman, the youth looked even thinner.

He followed Hu Erdao leisurely.

She suddenly said, "Did you take that slate away?"

"Ah."

"Let's discuss and bring me back to Interstellar?"

"No."

"What did you say?" Gu Liu threatened with raised eyebrows.

"This cannot be taken away by your Excellency," the system answered, "This is one of the important contents of the whole experiment."

"Don't give me a bureaucratic accent, little system."

Gu Liu raised his head slightly, squinting at Hu Erdao who was dragging the Panzhou Tianji in front of him, "I think it's the idea of ​​a guy surnamed Hu on a whim?"

"It's just as the system said." Hu Erdao tried his best to deny it.

The system is silent, secretly thinking that you all know so much and you still want me to say something.

"But speaking of it," Gu Liu said with a smile on his face, "I seem to have known your voice package in the small system, um, where have I seen it..."

"Oh, I remembered," Gu Liu raised his eyebrows, "It's the cutie in the interstellar simulation battlefield that almost made Er Dao too late to finish."

"Tsk tsk, duplicity, your Excellency a certain congressman really loves you, Xiaoerdao."

Hu Erdao didn't feel anything when ordinary people said this kind of thing, but when he changed to Gu Liu, Hu Erdao felt bad.

A certain adult woman surnamed Gu who has never changed her temperament is once again sowing discord.

...Although he also suspects that his future self will do it on purpose.

Because Mr. Erdao's life trajectory was different from that of Mr. Erdao when he was 14 years old, naturally Hu Erdao had never met the "cute" in Gu Liukou's mouth--the guy who sounded so seductive and dizzy.

Of course, you can only believe [-]% of Gu Liu's words, and the rest are misleading and fanning the flames.

But something is for sure.

Hu Erdao still likes this kind of voice pack sound.

Although……

Just like what Gu Liu said, it is possible that the future self may change the voice package of the system just to make things difficult for him.

On the one hand, it is for him to cooperate better with the system.

On the other hand, it may be, as Gu Liu said, "the sound makes the mind faint".

The two walked slowly among the collapsed passages, and the ruins and dust did not touch their bodies at all.

Behind them, a bouquet of flowers floated to the bottom of the ruins.

ended.

This turmoil.This world with royal power.

Everything will never be the same again.

The author has something to say: Gu Liu: What cutie?It's the cutie who was forcibly exposed by a certain congressman who stalked a congressman so hard that he had a latent period!

It really won my heart (elegant smile)

Hu Erdao: It's impossible to be blinded by sex. It's definitely Gu Liu's instigation and misleading.