The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

After saying these words, her logical circuit was completely replaced by contradictions, which meant that Shubi was no longer a cold machine, and she completely broke free from the mindset of the cold machine, because she gained contradictions and also understood sadness.

He who understands grief is invincible.

Hubby said in a mournful tone, "Even if I'm the enemy who destroyed my hometown, can Rick still say the same thing?"

"Of course I can." Rick replied without any hesitation this time: "I wish for it!"

He had noticed it early on, and Qi Yuexue didn't hide the truth about the past. Rick knew all about it, even knowing that Su Bai attracted Yan Long, but he didn't hate these two people. How can you hate the girl you love.

Some words are enough to stop here, the Ex-Machinas who got their hearts have completely fallen.

Su Bai stopped talking nonsense, and directly took out the groom and bride's costumes for them to change into. Then he acted as a guest priest and certified their marriage here. He also took photos and made them into a photo album pendant. It would be more lively, but Rick insisted that there was no need for it. Shubi's identity was not suitable for other people to know, and the only person who really knew it was Ke Long besides them.

Theoretically, after paying homage to heaven and earth, parents and husband and wife, they should be sent to the bridal chamber...but there are only caves and no houses.

"It's not a big problem. Ex-Machinas can build their own body structure. This part doesn't take up much space, as long as they have knowledge and image." Qi Yuexue said in the tone of a very skilled veteran driver: "I can make this part The data will be transmitted to you, and you can then construct a..."

"Taught." Hubby nodded seriously.

"There's something wrong with your maid." Rick whispered, "Did Qi Yuexue have such a personality before?"

"Staying with a pervert for a long time will have this kind of side effect. I have learned a lot of unnecessary knowledge. I regret that I have entrusted her there... You can stop her from speaking through the line, but it will blow you When it comes to Shubi, it's rare for her to work so hard to be a qualified wife. Although the direction of her efforts is a bit off, it's not necessarily a bad thing." Su Bai squinted: "And you really want to be a virgin forever?"

"I feel deeply regretful that I couldn't find words to refute you for a moment." Rick held the album pendant around his neck, showing a smile: "But, I suddenly feel...that's really good."

The long-lost warmth and liveliness, his present and familiar past... overlapped into a beautiful moment at this moment.

The short but lively wedding lasted in the middle of the night.

Rick finally asked Su Bai a question: "In the past five years, where have you disappeared?"

Holding the wine glass, Su Bai took a sip of vodka: "Going to find a way to save the world."

"found it?"

"found it."

One question, one answer.

Save the world, that's all.

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The place of war can be described as a place where demons gather.

The air smelled like gunpowder smoke, and there were no naturally formed landforms on the ground. This place was already a devastated battlefield, the ground was covered with cracks, and some deep ravines could see the lava flowing inside the planet.

The frightening landscapes seem to be doomsday scenes. The light is bright red, which is the dark red like blood reflected by the flowing lava. The temperature on the surface is also very high, and many rocks are burning. Bright red.

Even for races other than humans, this is a very harsh environment, and one must be careful when walking here, and only races with power that ignores the degree of ecological environment can walk freely here.

But in this land of thousands of miles, there is almost no life, no trace of biological activity, and no sign of disappearance, quiet and quiet, under the blood-red sky, this doomsday scene continues like this .

A dead place that is too quiet, either there is no race stationed here at all, which means that there is no value of attention at all; or too many eyes are staring at it, and countless eyes are staring at it, which means that this place... is about to become a place of decisive battle .

Although I can't see it, countless pairs of eyes are staring at this place. Thousands of miles of land, even at high altitudes, cannot be exhausted, but the strategic map constructed has already been placed on the discussion table of various races.

The Goblin Alliance and the Elves Alliance present a two-sided attack, surrounding Abant Heim in the center, and the trend of fighting has already appeared.

The goblins know about the elves' zeroth protection of the void; the elves also know about the goblin's marrow explosion... Both sides are afraid of each other's cards, so neither side will make a move easily, and the Flügel is even more afraid, they It is clear that the combination of the cards of both sides is the suppression of Avant Heim. After all, the zeroth protection of the void specializes in killing fantasy species, and the marrow explosion specializes in killing god species.

In fact, the real red has the means to counter the marrow explosion, but the goblins probably don't have it. The elves don't take the initiative because they are worried about becoming a target. After all, whoever fires first means exposing their position.

So the situation is at a stalemate, a temporary stalemate.

This delicate balance is equivalent to placing a heavy hammer on the tip of a needle. The strongest balance emperor in the world can do it, but the changing weight will crush this thin needle sooner or later, so the last straw Camels are bound to show up.

As the opening match of the final battle, someone is always needed to beat the drum.

……

On the desolate land, there are rocky ravines everywhere.

The Grim Reaper with spread wings flew across the sky, overlooking the earth, passing through the space, the scorching wind blowing through the colorful long hair, she smelled the smell of gunpowder smoke: "The breath of the battlefield, it's been a long time...but it's really boring , not even a little movement."

Jibril lowered her amber eyes, and the cross in her eyes reflected the broken scene of the earth. She has finished a long recovery period, and these five years have been like sitting on pins and needles for her. In order to pass this boring time, she chose After falling into a deep sleep, opening her eyes, and feeling the return of power again, she originally planned to go out to look for Su Bai, and then drag him back after beating him half to death.

In the end, it was stopped by Azrael, and now Avant Heim is being attacked by two camps, so he has to choose stability... Although all the Flügel are eager to try to get a shot from Gante Niang, Artoxiu does not make a move. Choosing to be silent, such a result naturally made Jibril dissatisfied. She was not an obedient individual in the first place, so she came to patrol the battlefield below while she was bored.

Even if you can meet two little ants and trample to death, you can pass this kind of boredom.

Jibril inspected the land, and after raising her altitude slightly, she paused, the magic circle above her head expanded, and she vaguely noticed the faint elf reaction, which made her very familiar, and immediately started the space transfer, and came to the vicinity, She lowered her fingers, looking at a smear of fresh blood on the ground, the remaining elves kept alive.

"It seems that he has appeared nearby..." Jibril showed a dangerous sneer, she unfolded the magic circle, increasing her perception to a radius of [-] kilometers: "Then it's worth doing a thorough carpet search! "

Consciousness is like a radar sweeping across the vast land, and all kinds of scenery are imprinted in her mind. She has accurately captured a few individuals who are still moving. There is only a very weak elf reaction, which is almost imperceptible, but there are footsteps.

She passed through the space again, came to a rock wall and sat down, watching a petite figure in a black cloak pass over the rock wall, paused, and was placing some props... That overly serious action made her Can't help but smile, this mechanical creation can be seen as an Ex-Machina at a glance.

...Ex-Machinas are extremely rare heads.

Jibril couldn't help but commit a habit of collecting, and said, "Did you go out for a walk alone today? Scrap iron."

The person under the cloak paused for a moment, and she raised her inorganic gaze: "Flügel, the extra individual..."

"Yes yes yes, Jibril said~ I didn't expect to even have my information, you are really keen on the first level, so today are you here to install a machine for peeping? Peeping is not a good habit." Jibril Er raised his fingers and said solemnly: "So as a punishment, why don't you give me your head, so I can pretend I didn't see it."

"...No race will agree to your request." Hubby replied in a cold tone.