The game life of problem children

"Hmm...... Lord, aren't you going to take the initiative?"

Regarding the idea that Artexiu ordered to defend with all his might, but did not want to take the initiative, Azriel's face showed a very puzzled and puzzled expression.

The 'heart' of indifference and disappointment was heated again because of this 'war', and the coercion from the 'strongest' was released...... Immediately after that, it should be the king of the whole world and give the "weak" the "strongest" truth.

But the 'Lord' did not want to act like this, but chose to defend silently.

"According to the information obtained by the frontline, 'that guy' has gathered the forest elves, goblins, orcs, goblins and other races, and it seems that he is plotting to 'break through' on us. "

Azriel reported on the enemy's movements, and slowly knelt down on her knees, bowing her head and asking the Lord.

"At this time, we should seize the opportunity to kill them by surprise, why choose to continue to wait for their arrival?"

"Why?"

Artexiu, who was sitting quietly on the throne, lifted his cheeks, his golden eyes full of playfulness, and replied in a tone full of boredom.

"Because, boring. "

"Huh?!Nothing, boring ......"

In response to the Lord's answer, Azriel's eyes widened in confusion.

"That's right, it's boring. I don't need to play boring tricks without a bunch of 'underdogs'. No matter how many 'weak' people gather together, in front of the 'strong' with absolute power, the 'weak' is still the 'weak', which is the cruelty of the weak. "

"Besides, my opponent wasn't the guys. "

As he said this, Altexiu cast his expectant eyes on the sky that was rendered blood-red.

"Since ancient times, hasn't the 'Demon King' stayed on the throne, waiting for the 'brave man' to break in front of him and give him the final test?"

Artexiu withdrew his gaze and returned to Azriel, who was kneeling below, and smiled faintly.

"Azriel, maybe...... I'm really going to lose this time. "

"Huh?!"

Azriel looked up suddenly, looking at the Lord with more astonishment than before.

"If that's the case, you'll have to make a real choice on behalf of the entire 'Celestial Wing Species'......"

Why...... Azriel was about to ask, but the Lord suddenly gave an order.

"Azriel, you go and take command of the battle. Don't let those ants come to me, there's only one opponent I can expect. "

"Yes!"

Now that the Lord has given the order, they as 'weapons' only need to follow it.

I saw that the aperture above Azriel's head suddenly enlarged, and the ripples of space stirred, and the original pretty figure had disappeared in the next second.

"'Extra' I am waiting for the 'answer' you bring me. "

Whispering this to no one listened, Artexiu slowly closed his eyes and began to wait silently.

Arcadia, the capital was named by the 'gods of men' himself.

And at the moment, several different sequences

The purpose of all races is to be able to contribute their part to the defeat ---of the strongest god species, Artexiu.

Although, for them to be so willing to dedicate themselves, the members of the [no.game.no.1ife] organization have spent a lot of energy and tongue.

Even with the full military strength of the plural races, Sixteen Nights had no absolute certainty of defeating the god race who had never been defeated.

According to the Celestial Wing Species, the number of times the God of War Arte Xiu made not many shots, and the last shot was with the dragon spirit who was also crowned as the 'strongest'.

The strongest god species--- god of war Artexiu.

The strongest dragon essence --- the final dragon Hatirem.

The former is the unparalleled god king in the world.

The latter is the dragon of the king that covers the sky and the sun.

The two strongest battles are not complicated, and they are just a face-to-face action, and the battle has been pulled down.

It can be seen that the power of the god of war is pure and simple.

Because it's pure, it's so powerful.

He constantly sharpens the soul of struggle in life and death, which is the embodiment of the principle of the ring, and is undoubtedly the strongest in the world.

However, now that this existence is the last enemy, there is no reason to be afraid of anything now.

It wasn't this god that interested Sixteen Nights in this world, but the 'trophies' that only the victors could possess in the end.

In other words, the star cup --- is the sovereign device of this world, and to own this device is to control the sovereignty of the entire world.

All worlds have a 'sovereign'.

Sixteen Nights knows his current limit, and if he wants to continue to improve his strength, he can only rely on the accumulation of time to slowly improve his strength.

It's too slow..... That's right, this method of getting stronger is too slow.

'World sovereignty' is the quickest way to become stronger that Sixteen Nights can think of now.

And this world should be regarded as a high-level world.

The strength of the power of sovereignty is self-evident.

With the help of the heritage of this world, the strength can skyrocket by leaps and bounds.

Sixteen Nights firmly believes this, so the Star Cup is bound for him.

"Lord Sixteen Nights, why did you suddenly freeze?"

The shouts of a certain orc male were heard below, and Sixteen Nights came to his senses and glanced at him faintly.

"Nothing. Go ahead and talk about your proposal..."

The orc male nodded, and continued to speak the words that had broken off in the middle of the sixteenth night's sluggishness.

"I think what you said about taking the initiative should be vetoed. "

"Oh~ Why?"

Sixteen Nights sat at the forefront of everyone, holding his cheek with one hand, and asked with interest.

"I don't think we're going to be able to compete with the God of War and his dependents with our current strength. "

"Hmph~"

For the orc male who said such words, the Sixteen (Qian Wang Zhao) Night Report sneered.

"Who's to say we're so strong, but there are two more races on the way. "

Sixteen Night's words made everyone present fall into doubt.

Could it be that the races of the Alliance are more powerful than those present?

"This is the end of the discussion, disbandment. "

After speaking, it seemed that he didn't want to say more, and the sixteenth night directly announced the end of the meeting and walked towards the direction where he left here.

"Come on, self-proclaimed 'strongest' god. "

A confident smile appeared on Sixteen Night's face, which made all those who found this smile feel tight.

"You think that the 'Demon King' can be defeated by the 'brave' who relies on his own strength, right?"

It's like talking to yourself, and it's like a declaration of existence.

"So I have a bet on my side. How about it? Do you want to have fun? "

PS: Eh, I wrote too much. It's okay to put it in the next chapter. _

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