Qi Shen, I am not a reward! [Comprehensive]

Sitting on the wheelchair specially made for him, Bishuiliu frowned slightly as he watched the slate emit bursts of green light. He didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that something was not quite right just now.

Among the jets of green light, a ray of light interspersed, went straight to the sky, looked up at the sky than the water flow, and opened his eyes wide, "This is... colorless?"

Above the sky in the distance, a transparent sword of Damocles was suspended high in the air. It hit the handrail like water, and said to Panzhou Tianji behind him: "The colorless king is born, and the game is getting better and better." It's more fun."

Saiki Kusuo didn't know anything about the fun in Bishuiliu's mouth. He only knew that the Dresden stone slab he was stepping on was a very troublesome existence, and there was an extra fistful on his head called The item of the Sword of Damocles, that is to say, after stepping into this light curtain, he actually became the unlucky and responsible existence of the king in this world.

For the sake of safety, Saiki Kusuo still resisted the urge to erupt. He followed the instructions of a pile of knowledge that the slate had just stuffed into his mind, put away the sword of Damocles above his head, and the aura around his body Gradually calming down, he grabbed Yayoi Fujiwara's hand and teleported in seconds.

Just the second after he teleported away, a group of men in blue ran over quickly. It was the Blue Clan of this world—Scepter4, the King of Blue, Reiji Munakata looked at the empty alley, fell silent for a moment, and pushed He glanced at his glasses and waved his hands away.

I didn't expect the Colorless King to appear at this time. It was obviously time to carry out the plan to destroy the slate. Could this be the last struggle of the slate?

Munakata Reiji speculated, fiddling with the optical brain in his hand, and put it in his pocket. He must figure out the position of the newly born colorless king. If he chooses to help the green king, then our chances of success need to be re-planned. a bit, and...

The corner of his mouth curled up. Every generation of the colorless king has different abilities, and he doesn't know what the colorless king's ability is.

In fact, he is an almighty king ↑

Saiki Kusuo stood on the rooftop, frowning, not knowing how to face this pair of world consciousness who always deceived him, obviously he was only here to find someone, how could he let them crown him The "Colorless King" label?Don't tell me this has nothing to do with them, it definitely does!Don't think I don't know that this world is also under their management!Absolutely tricky!

Yayoi Fujiwara has been in contact with such a world before. After all, he was in another world with Anna and Adolf back then, but this should be a branch world with the same thing and a different world, and it should not be the world he has been to.

She chuckled, raised her hand to comfort Saiki Kusuo, who was becoming more and more emotional, "What is your ability?"

Saiki Kusuo was silent for a moment, then silently raised his hand, a silk thread glowing with silver light appeared in the palm of his hand, he shook his head helplessly, "It is a relatively easy-to-use skill, which can directly detect the opponent's ability. As he said, he put his hand on the light belt that hadn't disappeared yet, and saw that the silver thread was wound around the light belt a few times, and it automatically added the lost part of the light belt.

"Follow?" Fujiwara Yayoi glanced at Saiki Kusuo, asking for his opinion.

'good. Saiki Kusuo nodded, looked at the end of the silver thread, and teleported away with Fujiwara Yayoi.

That is probably the end of time, Saiki Kusuo looked at the dark world in front of him, and sighed softly in his heart.

"It's time distortion." Yayoi Fujiwara sized it up, asked Mingming again, and finally made a judgment, "Shall we go in and take a look?"

Saiki Kusuo glanced at her, nodded, "Go in, just bring out the judge." '

Munakata Reisi held his saber and faced Panzhou Tianji. He looked at the other party silently, and felt that this was really a troublesome matter. As a battle between kings and kings, nothing could shake his righteousness!

Raising his saber, he rushed forward without hesitation and fought against the Gray King again. He was still bickering, but his subordinates showed no mercy. When Reiji Munakata chopped down the opponent with a single blow, he subconsciously pushed his glasses, and his head The sword of Damocles on the ground has been broken enough to generate an electric current, and the situation of the sword being on the verge of falling did not move him. He was just very calm, and Seri Awashima blocked the crowd behind him. He remembered being sent by himself as an undercover agent. Fushimi Saru Biya, I have paid that ninja before, I hope he can come back smoothly...

If it was really lost there, he would have lost a talent.

It's just that he refuses to admit that he is actually very worried about the other party. Reji Munakata is actually very worried in his heart, so he stimulates the Hatta of Hormar before the plan starts, thereby increasing Fushimi's survival rate.

Munakata Reishi looked at the other three swords of Damocles in the air, hoping in his heart that they would succeed, after all, he had spent a lot of effort here.

Slightly frowning, he thought again of the colorless king who had just been born. The other party hadn't appeared yet, and the staff couldn't find anything about the other party, and he didn't know if the other party would appear suddenly to disrupt the plan. All done, hope everything goes well.

Underground, the silver king, Izanashe, is fighting Bishuiliu together with his clan. With his eyes closed, he deviates from his Weitzman value a little bit, and guides the sword of Damocles to fall.

Bi Shui Liu attacked crazily, intending to stop his actions.

The concept is different, each works its own way, and the winner is king.

Both of them understand this truth, and they are fighting for their own victory.

The falling speed of the sword of Damocles was getting faster and faster, and it had infinitely approached the Dresden stone slab on the ground.

The tip of the sword lightly touched the stone slab, and a burst of smoke and dust rose up. There was no explosion of gravel as imagined and expected, and there was nothing too much.

When the smoke dissipated, everyone clearly saw a huge black vortex appearing on the ground, and the original stone slab had disappeared.

Looking around suspiciously, but didn't see any existence of slag, Izanashe opened his eyes wide in shock, this is completely different from what he expected, where is the slate?What about the Sword of Damocles?Where have you all gone?

Er... wait, the sword of Damocles is missing too?

Izanashe looked up at the sky. Indeed, all the swords of Damocles disappeared, and the power in his body was gradually disappearing. Does this mean that they succeeded?

Izanashe cast his eyes on Bishuiliu on the other side with some puzzlement, only to see that the other party's body swayed, fell to the ground with a slam, and had already lost his vitality.

Bishuiliu's life was originally supported and provided by the power of the slate. Now that the slate has disappeared, his power as a king has also disappeared. Therefore, his life is difficult to maintain, and eventually disappears. It can be regarded as a belated death.

However, what is this vortex?

Just as Izanashe was looking at the vortex, suddenly a figure was thrown out from the inside of the vortex. He stretched out his arms to hug the thrown girl in a panic, and then saw a man and a woman coming out of the vortex.

They were exactly Kusuo Saiki and Yayoi Fujiwara who were looking for the god judge. Just after they stepped into the interlayer of time and space, they did find the god judge. The difference is too big. It has just passed three days on her side, and there are still a lot of leftover materials from the broken Honmaru, which is enough to support her to stay for a while, but after realizing the speed of time, Saiki Kusuo made a decisive decision and directly Pulling Yayoi Fujiwara and the god judge to leave here.

Unexpectedly, just after leaving the Honmaru coverage area in the mezzanine, he encountered a countercurrent of time and space, and barely escaped from it with all kinds of strength, which is what Izona just saw, the three people who came out of the vortex personal.

Yayoi Fujiwara was silent for a moment, and she was sure that the opposite was Izanasha, the King of Silver, but judging from his appearance, it was obvious that the parallel time and space did not know his own Izanasha, so she did not choose to call her by name directly, but waved his hand to say hello, " Hello, can you put our little friend down? She... is still being hugged by you."

"Ah? Ah, okay." Izanashe reacted and quickly put down the appraiser in her arms, let her stand still, and glanced casually. The vortex that just appeared has disappeared, but the stone plate is still gone. trace.

After the judge stood up, he immediately ran behind Yayoi Fujiwara with his calves, grabbed her by the hem of her clothes, and asked, "How do we go back?"

"Use the time-space converter to go back." Fujiwara Yayoi smiled, waved to them, said nothing, and accompanied Saiki Kusuo to turn the time-space converter to confirm the time-space position, and the three of them also disappeared and could not be found. trace.

As soon as they left, the blue king Munakata Reishi arrived on his back. He looked at the unusually clean ground with some doubts, and chose to ask Izanasha, "The silver king... how about the slate?" Bodhidharma just now The sword of Chris disappeared, it should have been successful, but it doesn't mean that there are not even fragments of the stone slab left?

The corner of Izanashe's mouth twitched, he laughed awkwardly, and spread his hands, "I want to know too."

Looking at each other, Munakata Reiji and Izanasha both saw the blankness in each other's eyes.