I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

"Then, why does Your Majesty ask me?" Guinevere showed a bitter smile.

"Because you are Guinevere." Kurumi raised a smile. "Just because of this name, I have a reason to ask you."

Saying something that Guinevere couldn't understand, Kurumi showed a nostalgic smile.

Kurumi didn't continue to question Ansheela, looking at those hateful eyes, there was no need to ask.

"Get ready, we're going." He patted Guinevere on the shoulder, and the shadow engulfed them.

At this time, Mo Yu Sancai, wrapped in a bath towel, staggered out of the bathroom with an intoxicating look on his cheeks.

"What do you want to do?" The light voice, immature, but with a moving charm.

The girl in a snow-white off-the-shoulder dress walked out from the junction of the walls with bare feet.

A slender girl with an amazingly cute face and bright eyes, a thin ribbon around her neck adds a touch of seductive charm.

She has a cute look, but she has a 'female' charm that is more coquettish than any other woman.

"Sister Pandora." Wuming looked at the goddess who came.

Pandora bit her lip and nodded towards Wuming as a greeting.She looked at Kurumi with solemn eyes.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"Oh!?" Kuangsan nodded his head. "Isn't it obvious what I'm going to do?"

"Of course it is to wake up the last king."

Hearing that name, Pandora looked so angry that she was about to bite. "Are you crazy?"

"What are you trying to wake that guy up for!?"

"Defeat him." Kurumi shrugged.

"Is it useful to defeat him? That guy is an undead warrior, a destiny that seeks the last manifestation of this world, a heavy and strong existence like the truth of the world." Pandora pressed close to Kurumi, his eyes widened.

"And then?" Kurumi said very calmly.

"Don't you understand? It's useless to kill him, he will be resurrected." Pandora raised his head and stared at Kurumi.

"Can you imagine being stuck by such a guy? Not to mention whether you can defeat him. Even if you can defeat him. He will die and then come back to life again and again, until it consumes all your energy. "Pandora was embarrassed.

This idiot messed up his plan, and now he has to directly wake up the King of the End.

"It sounds kind of annoying." Kuang propped his chin in three hands and nodded lightly.

Pandora was almost carried away by Kuang Sanqi.

She rushed over in a panic, said so much, and she just said, 'It seems to be quite annoying'?

"But don't worry, I will do something like resurrection." Kurumi stretched out his hand and pressed it on Pandora's little head.

She looked at the six-digit resurrection coins in her backpack and the large number of resurrection coins in the warehouse that were too lazy to open.

There is no restriction on resurrection coins in this world, and even if it is really consumed, Kuang San can last until the last king draws the last line of strength.

"Don't you understand yet!?" Pandora grabbed her double ponytail.

"The power of the last king is determined according to the godslayer who manifests in this world, and his power is equal to ten times the accumulated power of all godslayers."

Pandora took a deep breath and tried to continue to persuade Kurumi. "And there are already nine godslayers who have appeared in this world."

"Cough, eight." Thinking of Vauban, who had been exiled by Kuang San and had been disconnected from the disc, Pandora changed his tune.

"Are you sure you can deal with eighty godslayers at one time? Not to mention that there are children as powerful as Wuming, and there are still ten Wuming."

"Once you wake him up, he has only one goal - to kill all my 'children', and he will only stop when all the godslayers die."

"And then fell into an endless slumber again, until the position of the godslayer enough for him to shoot again appeared on the ground."

Wuming was a little shy when she heard her name, she gently tugged on Pandora's thin dress.

Kurumi looked at the flustered little goddess and nodded.

"Ten nameless? It sounds great. I'll be very happy to have ten little nameless serving me at one time."

Crazy three evil spirits smiled, if there are ten nameless, the vision should be filled with the swaying of white flowers.

Listening to Kurumi's words, Wuming became even more shy.

"Be serious with me!!!" Pandora looked at Kuang San, who was interacting with Wuming, and threw her small fists towards him.

She doesn't care about the majesty of 'mother' anymore, she wants to pounce on Kuangsan now.

Kurumi stretched out his hand and pressed it on Pandora's head, stretched out his hand and pushed her outward.

The hands of the little goddess in the infantile posture are too short, turning in circles like a windmill, but it just can't hit.

"Alright. It's just the power of eighty godslayers." She comforted Pandora. Pandora looked at Kuang San, and there was a kind of feeling in her heart... What she said was true, she really didn't care. Feel.

How can it be?

Even the godslayers who rebelled against fate were cut down one by one, how could the god of disobedience, who is a fellow of the last king, be able to match it.

The last king of immortality and immortality, blessed by all the gods and bestowed with divine tools, how could he be defeated.

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