Just say you lack output [Comprehensive Yingmei]

"Comrade 23, Comrade 23... Elsa?"

The system's always cold electronic soundtrack was obviously anxious, 23 was unable to open his eyes, and could only recall the most important thing in his life in the hopeless darkness - Black's entity, so as to force himself not to fall into the muddle again. swirl.

Forcibly using the power of an SSR-level shikigami has indeed aroused the rejection of the world consciousness, and the consumption of Yukidouji's three-fire skills has increased several times, not only making her lose her strong combat power in a short period of time, but even hollowed out part of her Energy used to build the body.

23 Barely suppressed the burnout feeling of wanting to fall asleep again, and said silently three times: "Black, Black, Black."

Very good, the entity of the system has not yet been approved, so I am awake.

The snowball-like little rabbit that was quietly lying on Xuetongzi's chest seemed to have sensed it, and the listless appearance was swept away. It erected two small willow-like ears in a particularly energetic way, and moved its body carefully. He leaned close to the host's bloodless lips, stretched out a white, fluffy rabbit jiojio, and sniffed the host's breath.

"Aisha...cough, Comrade 23, are you awake?"

Until the pink and tender little foot pad pressed against the cold and soft lips of the host, Blake's whole rabbit woke up like a dream, and the moment before he burned himself red with his body temperature, he never had the sense of a solid dream Zhong came back to his senses and found that this kind of behavior was not only idiotic, but also superfluous——as a bound system, it was his instinct to detect the host's mental state, so what's the use of snorting, let alone this is not 23's The body, even if it dissipates, has no effect.

Snow Boy's slender and white eyelashes trembled slightly.

Black cheered up, and recorded: "It's the host's mental fluctuations, eight minutes and six seconds earlier than the expected waking time. Sure enough, the resort world helps the host recover from the almost collapsed mental state."

"That's right, the resort world is indeed very relaxing and enjoyable, and the SR burden is very light, but I don't plan to accept the mission of the resort world for the time being."

23 Xuetongzi's monster power was almost exhausted by the three fire skills. At this moment, he was exhausted, so he could only close his eyes and slowly recover his strength, and he did not forget to comfort the system from his consciousness: "It's just a little bit out of power, you know this part better than me. Question, but did I hear you calling my name just now, and you like it?"

Black said in a deep voice: "You heard it wrong. People are prone to hallucinations when they are extremely tired. AI will not have this trouble. Don't worry, I will make an appointment for Claude's mental assessment after this mission is over."

In some special high-level task worlds, the abilities of the aborigines are not far from those in the main world. You can find the body of the tasker only by one name. The person who stipulated the task and the system cannot leave their real names in the task world. The system has worked hard for so many years, and of course it will not admit that it has violated the regulations twice in a row.

23 didn't see its mimicry in her consciousness, and she knew that the system couldn't resist the temptation of the entity after a little thought. She focused on recovering her physical strength, and she couldn't guess what Black really thought about it.

Even Claude's sand sculpture vampire who can only eat hairy blood can call his host "Aisha". It can be seen that this name is not unique enough, but the host is different. Blake, no one can call 23 that.

Black called up the recording and information: "Comrade 23, how is your recovery? I have prepared a map of the relationship between the Greek gods. Based on this recording, maybe you can prepare for the origin of Snow Boy."

23 didn't answer immediately, because her body with demon power seemed to be empty, every corner of her chest seemed to be numb, there was no blood under the flesh, and her whole body was as weak as paper. The loss of strength and weakness that surged up from her limbs and bones swept over, making her almost unable to move.

Until the system uttered again in confusion: "Comrade 23?"

23 regained consciousness from the rare feeling of weakness, and said without changing his face: "Play it, and then call out the Snow God data separately."

The system immediately dropped the information about the snow god: the snow god in the Greek pantheon is named Chione, and she is the daughter of Boreas, the god of the north wind, and Oretia, the goddess of the mountain wind. She had a relationship with Poseidon. It can't be called a lingering love story, and even gave birth to a child for him.

After Blake played the recording, he was a little confused: "The power of the Snow Boy is accompanied by endless ice and snow and moonlight. It makes sense to have a relationship with the moon goddess Diana, but Poseidon..."

23 thought for a moment: "It seems that Ares is guessing that Snow Boy's powerful power comes from the combination of Poseidon and Chione."

Olympus is closed, and no new gods have been born in the Greek god system for nearly a thousand years. The appearance of Snow Boy is far from that of Kayone, but because the level of the main world is higher than that of DC, the power comes from the same source and is even stronger. Knowing the world level, in Ares' view, only the blood of the main god can have the power to rival him.

The only bloodlines comparable to Zeus's parent-child are Poseidon and Hades. Hades has only one Queen of the Underworld, and her position is the goddess of spring, insulated from the wind and snow. The daughter of the wind god and the mountain wind goddess is a snow god.

After 23 sorted out the clues of the Greek gods, and her physical strength recovered, she felt a slightly hard touch under her body, and immediately recalled the last face she saw before she fell into a coma—the blond-haired and blue-eyed young man in military uniform. The beauty Steve Trevor, naturally didn't want to lie in his arms anymore, so he immediately opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to refuse.

Seeing the sleeping boy opened his ice-blue eyes that were as clean and indifferent as a cold pool, and after waking up, the first reaction was subconscious resistance. Diana seemed to understand a little bit about the boy's character, and she relaxed a little thoughtfully. Imprisoned, gently asked softly: "You're awake, little guy, how do you feel now?"

23's refusal stopped immediately.

She met a beautiful face and a pair of resolute but gentle dark brown eyes. The Amazon princess who belonged to Paradise Island—Wonder Woman Diana, she was lying in a simple and simple apartment at the moment, surrounded by the princess. Wrapped in a cloak, gently hugged in his arms.

The slender and soft fingers of the Amazon female warrior used to hold sharp long swords and shields, but now they touch the skin of a butterfly and caress her soft wolf ears, which is incredibly warm.There are also those calves wrapped in armor. If the chest and abdomen are firmly touched, even a strong man will soon die of serious injuries and pains caused by internal organs rupture, but 23 is now pillowed on these smooth Powerful wheat-coloured upper leg.

That's right, her skin is a healthy wheat color, which is different from the snow white of other women, which makes her look like a majestic and strong black panther, but she is far more gentle and humble than the inhuman beast , not only intense training and heavy armor created this perfect body, but also love and hope.

Except for Natasha, the black widow, this is the first time 23 has encountered a woman whose appearance and momentum are comparable to shikigami at the same time. The power of demons and ghosts is different, but Diana is a real god, she is radiant and invincible, her perfection is unbelievable.

Blake: "...the color makes the mind faint."

23 didn't refute, and sat up silently holding his forehead.

It might be better if you look at it from a plot movie or mission video, but when you watch it up close, no matter who you are, you will definitely be shocked by the completely different aura of Diana and other women.

No one can keep calm in front of her, not even Officer Steve Trevor, who has been trained as a special agent, 23 can barely maintain the appearance, such a beautiful and elegant goddess, can easily steal anyone's attention.

In Diana's eyes, it was a boy who was as indifferent as a snow mountain, staring at him blankly. His white eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, and then lowered his eyes to cover up. His complexion was as delicate as ice sculptures. , the beauty was in a mess, so Diana naturally couldn't think that his absence was due to her appearance.

Diana put the slipped cloak over her shoulders, poured another cup of hot water and handed it over, and said again: "kid, how do you feel?"

23 took the water glass subconsciously, and then retracted her hand because of the pain—she was never afraid of pain, even the mental weakness that came from inside her body, but this time it was different, as long as one Touching the water cup, the heat spread to the palm of her hand, as if her throat was strangled by a natural enemy, her throat was thirsty and her body was weak.

Only then did Blake realize the seriousness of the matter: "Host, Snow Boy's strength has been almost emptied out. His body is a piled snowman. Do you know the snowman? It will melt when it gets hotter, and the maintenance of human form has been exhausted. The last demon power, you can no longer touch the heat source."

At the same time, Diana also put the water glass aside, and touched the other person's forehead tentatively: "Are you a god? You are too weak now, I don't know your identity and body, and I don't even know what I should give you." Eat something, and you seem to know me."

"It's just a little weak, just rest for a few days."

23 Turning his mind, he took the initiative to reach out and hold the other person's palm, and the expression on his cold face softened a little: "I am the son of Poseidon, the god of the sea, and Chione, the god of snow. I heard my father mention you, Olin Pease's last hope, Diana of the Amazons."

Now it was Diana's turn to froze.