The Riddler Get Out of Terra

【……you……】

[Why bother, Raisang. 】

[Probably, I don’t like to see someone being given up - the pain of the times, necessary sacrifices, endure more hardships now and help those who come after - I have really heard enough of such sentences. 】

【...You, "my" wish will come true. 】

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The vibrations of Sakaz only lasted less than five seconds before returning to normal. The Sakaz in Kazdere calmed down and almost cried with joy as they sensed the reconnected senses.

The fear and uneasiness of the surrounding tribesmen, the sense of security of returning to their homeland, and the peace of mind of once again integrating into the Sakaz tribe made them relieved, and Alphonse once again returned to order.

The uneasiness in Theresia's heart could not go away as she returned to Mayflower City again. She felt a strange feeling that was much stranger than before. Sweat flowed down her white forehead:

Something's wrong, something's wrong, there must be something happening that she can't sense!

"What's wrong? Are you sweating so much?"

Rael opened the door and walked in with the brown-haired little Custer, holding several red candied haws in his hand. Seeing Theresa's unpretentious look of fear, he followed up and asked.

"No, no, I just haven't figured out some things. I will write the report as soon as possible."

Seeing Rael and Amiya walking back like father and daughter, Theresia managed to control every expression on her face and forced a smile.

But on the other side, her inspiration soared along the connection between Demon King Tikaz and the origin of death, and she kept looking for clues:

The Sarkazis are excused for not knowing because they are unfamiliar with it, but how could she not be able to tell the difference between the new link and the Sarkazi will!

Something occupies the origin of the Sakaz people!

Theresia's anxiety was not hidden from Rael, but he was much wiser and knew better than Theresia, so he paid attention to it casually for a while and then changed his attention. He talked to Amiya for a long time and coaxed the little rabbit. After going to her own room to read, she closed the door of little Custer's room and walked into the living room.

On the sofa in the living room, Theresia nervously contacted the big tree occupying the lower reaches of the Underworld, trying to eliminate the terrifying connection. But now that the entire Underworld has been swallowed by the God of Life, her The behavior is like the moon in the mirror, without getting any response.

"If you are looking for the will that connects with Sakaz, I advise you not to waste your efforts."

Rael sat across from Theresia and poured a cup of tea for her and himself. The newly boiled tea, steaming with white steam, was placed in front of Theresia.

"That will?"

Theresia ended her attempt, looked at Rael's determined expression, and subconsciously repeated.

"You probably have never entered Mansu. It is a spiritual space that only immortals can enter. As long as you leave a mark, immortality is not that difficult. And above Mansu, there is a place where there is nothing. Kyle Did Xi tell you?"

Rael took a sip and asked.

"Dr. Kelsey talked to me. She said that the Wuhe Realm is called the Void Realm by the immortals. The environment is extremely dangerous and almost no normal life can survive there."

Theresia told Rael the knowledge she heard from Kelsey.

"Between the Void Realm and Mansu, there is a small space. It existed a long time ago and is responsible for containing dead objects. The legend of Tikaz once mentioned that the spirits of the dead will rise to the sky, but they are not allowed to interact with them. In the company of saints, at the junction of high altitude and infinity, an endless river awaits them.”

As soon as Rael stretched out his hand, a little tea flew out of the teacup. Following his command, the ancient Sakaz word "Yellow Spring" was formed on the coffee table. Theresia knew that this was the "endless spring" in the Tikaz legend. The name of the river.

"The origin of Tikaz was beside the river. At that time, there was a tree connected to Tikaz. Life and death began with Him. Because of Him, Tikaz has a future and a present."

"Similarly, the power of the Demon King is also related to him. This is the reason why the Demon King Sakaz rules all Sakaz."

Theresia nodded affirmatively. The first time she saw Resandral, she knew that he was a truly ancient descendant of Tikaz, with a bloodline more powerful than hers. These secrets about the Demon King were completely hidden. But him.

"But...not long ago, the virtual realm changed."

Rael lowered his voice and said:

"Huang Quan is a secret. Few people in Mansu can find it, but beings in the virtual realm can find it. Not long ago, something in the virtual realm swallowed Huang Quan, so the connection disappeared."

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How can it be? !

Theresia was numb all over, but Rael seemed to think that these revelations were not enough, and continued:

"It's not that no one has tried to recapture Huangquan, but the thing in the virtual realm is too terrifying. After several immortals who overestimated their capabilities even had their souls and marks taken away by Guo, the remaining people could only watch Huangquan and Huangquan. The connection to this world is stripped away.”

"Then what is connected to us now is..."

Theresia opened her eyes wide in horror. The secret that Resandral told her contained too much information, but she found the most critical one, the one most related to Sakaz's life and death:

If the underworld has been swallowed, then what is the thing connected to Sakaz now...?

"Uh, don't be impatient," Rael scratched his chin in embarrassment, "I was too frightened when I saw Sakaz lost the connection, so I replaced him with Laplace."

"what?!"

Theresia covered her mouth in shock.

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The third phase of Kazdael's First Empire Hidden Prison, Fallen Angel Control Room.

"Hello, Miss Mostima, thank you for your contribution to the research on the Laterans~"

Her dark hair as smooth and smooth as crow feathers was tied into two slender ponytails. Kuang San looked at the haggard Mostima with a smile, and her charming voice was filled with gratitude.

"This is really...unexpected..."

The blue fallen angel had a complicated expression, sensing familiar emotional ripples, and for the first time there was an almost extreme bitterness on his face:

"Have the Sakaz people actually explored this far?"

"If you want to kill me, I'll cut you into pieces! Don't waste your time here!"

A familiar scream came from the next room. The blue-haired fallen angel and the black-haired fallen angel turned their heads to look. Liboli, whose real name was Fiametta, looked at Kurumi hatefully, with the murderous intent in his eyes continuing.

"Ah~ I obviously like Miss Fia very much and gave you the ability to stand together with Miss Mostima. Why are you so open to the public?"

Kuang San pretended to be pitiful and said, his voice also aggrieved and pitiful.

"You can't even let go of the malice in your emotions. What kind of joke are you talking about!!!"

Sure enough, Fiametta grabbed the railing of the room angrily and shouted at Kurumi.

Anger surged up uncontrollably from the bottom of his heart. Mostema skillfully suppressed these emotions that were not his own. He looked at Xiao Fei, whose feathers were bulging, and sighed:

"Indeed, Miss Kuangsan, although she smiles very kindly, the malice in her heart can no longer retreat, right?"

"Well~ let us continue to get along well, shall we?"

Kuang San smiled and shook his head, ended his visit to the prison for the day, turned around and left.

Behind her, Fiametta's halo with a magnificent pattern on her head was dazzling, providing excellent lighting conditions for the room.

'Sarkaz people can also be connected like this. '

In the long silent silence, only the sound of high-heeled boots on the ground was left, she thought as she walked her way.

1 Chapter [-] Containment?

When Hao Zhao returned to the familiar human world, even his steady and tenacious mind couldn't bear it.

He clenched his palms tightly, feeling overwhelmed by Qiao Lun's strength.

This is the power that [Qiao Lun] has now. This is the infinite power that the most powerful part of the feather can show. The entire underworld was dragged into his living swamp by the God of Life and turned into the four gods. A link of power influence.

Among them, the Wolf Lord, the Black Snake, the Wizard, and the Giant Tree... will all be secretly contaminated by the Four Gods. Qiao Lun's body in the virtual realm suddenly controls the real world.

Perhaps soon, He will be able to obtain an incarnation walking in the human world?

But this doesn't seem to be easy - even for the few little shrimps in the underworld, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to find a suitable body. The carrier for the arrival of the great god who lives in the virtual realm is by no means as simple as he thought.

But just now, the spiritual energy leaking from the underworld is enough for him to go one step further:

Hao Zhao's body was gleaming with lightning, and blue-purple electricity exploded silently in the air. His ability to control the rotation of the magnetic field reached a new level. As time went on, he even had to fight to the death against evenly matched or even more powerful opponents. The hundred thousand horses whose talents have been improved are slowly exceeding the fixed limit.

[I plan to build a space that spans the world and the universe after Huangquan. I need this node as a signal source. Hao Zhao, hold on here. 】

Qiao Lun's voice rang in his ears, followed by a huge wave of activated psychic energy. The nihilistic emotional energy was deliberately slowed down by Qiao Lun so that Hao Zhaoneng could use it without any side effects.

It was obvious that Qiao Lun planned to use the signal source left by Lun Qiao to build a space modeled after Huangquan in Gouwu City, and then move to Kazdale.

[Of course I will keep this place, but I don’t know if I should eliminate some unstable factors... and run this place by the way? 】

the orange cat asked.

【unnecessary. ] Qiao Lun rejected his plan: [You only need to closely monitor other immortals. The newly formed space will contain all kinds of chaos. If any immortal carries or constructs space fragments, it will be easily involved. . 】

[I thought you didn’t care about their life and death? 】

Hao Zhao raised an eyebrow.

[Of course I don’t care, but I have cooked and know that soy sauce and dark soy sauce should not be added to tomatoes and eggs, and yogurt should not be added without extra flour. If other factors are mixed in, various problems will always arise. 】

[So I just need to resist other dimensions or immortal beings from approaching? 】

【good. 】

[Uh, then... Is there a possibility? What should I do if there are immortals or alien spaces in Gouwucheng? 】

【Ah. ] Qiao Lun sneered: [If there is, you can greet him first and then fight with him. If you can reach an agreement, then you can talk about it. If you can't, then you can see the real deal. As for him, he doesn't even realize it...]

The voice coming from the virtual realm brought a smile: [I hope he can accept the fact that he has changed to a new home. 】

"Okay, I get it."

Hao Zhao shrugged, bid farewell to Qiao Lun's will, and looked up under the moonlight at the contact person who finally couldn't help but come closer - the discussions, deals and compromises of the monitors finally came to fruition, and the latest person to come in He is the vanguard of temptation.

But...what does it matter?

The orange cat glanced at the boulder in front of him that was shining white under the moonlight for the last time, and then directly covered the entire location where it was with spiritual energy - under Qiao Lun's vast spiritual energy, except for feathers, there were almost no other existences in the world. It’s possible to discover it again.

The sound of approaching footsteps became louder and louder. Even though he carefully controlled his body and mixed the sound he made with the rustling of the wind against the plants, Hao Zhao could still hear it.

It's a pity. Maybe to ordinary people, he is a veteran of the stealth sect. He may have done some big things silently and has many powerful masters. However, what use is it to me?

The clear and funny human figure in the magnetic field perception made Hao Zhao almost laugh - for no other reason, in order to hide his figure, this man even began to make extreme postures that tested his physical fitness more than gymnastics movements. I don't know when he knew what he had done. Apart from making fun of Hao Zhao, what kind of expression would there be if it was all useless?

Maybe he will have the courage to charge at the orange cat?

It would be nice if he and his enemies were not as brave as him.

Hao Zhao shook his head and walked out straightforwardly.

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The orange cat's overly direct movements attracted the attention of the stalker. Under the moonlight, the orange cat, wearing a sports suit, looked no different from ordinary people except for its large size - neither the caution of a warrior nor the cunningness of a magician. .

The lurker first walked towards the martial arts training ground where Hao Zhao had left. Where he saw the weeds were miserable and growing extremely well. The sweat shed by the martial arts disciples in the past seemed to have had an effect, making the plants growing here extremely prosperous.

But except for the competition platform, which is as high as a block of squares, there is nothing here.

Did that strong man just come to take a look?Just leave after watching and don’t care about anything?

The stalker felt ridiculous for his own thoughts - what kind of person was Lian Zixu? How could Lao Jianghu, who had dealt with her for more than ten years in Gouwu City, not know that those who came here at night must gain something? Otherwise, why put yourself in danger and enter here in full view of everyone?

He immediately pulled away and returned, not caring whether his voice was noticed or not, and chased after him.

Sure enough, just as Hao Zhao walked out of the dilapidated door of Lian's Martial Arts Hall, he was blocked by a monitor in black.

"What... do you want to do?"

The strong man asked unhurriedly. His voice was very magnetic and his tone was calm, which made people sound very reassured. Being blocked by a large number of people reaching almost three digits, he seemed to have no regard for this man. no effect.

"Boy, I have to ask what you got here!"

The stalker who chased out smiled sinisterly. When he found that Hao Zhao was blocked, he was no longer anxious. He walked slowly from behind and walked to Hao Zhao from behind. He looked at Hao Zhao's appearance carefully:

"You have a Zhou Zheng appearance. I'm afraid even a young lady from an aristocratic family can't hide from your face, but you touched something you shouldn't have touched. Boy, hand it over!"

"Things? I don't want to talk secretly. I haven't taken anything. I'd better get out of the way."

The tall and handsome Philanderer didn't even look at him. He just looked at the more and more men in black who were approaching with malicious intentions and said calmly.

"Didn't take it? It's not up to you!"

Finding that many of the people walking over were partners in something, the stalker who chased him smiled. He was a middle-aged man, wearing an elegant gown, and his beard and hair made him look less like a scholar. A successful warrior is like a wandering storyteller.

But his expression at this moment did not have the calmness of a storyteller. Instead, he was full of malice, and he threatened Hao Zhao with a weird look:

"If you have something, say it quickly, otherwise we will take it away and things will not be that simple!"

The middle-aged man slapped Hao Zhao on the lower back and pushed [-]% of his strength into his palm - as long as this palm hit hard, he could take away half of Hao Zhao's life!

What's more, the lower back is closely related to the kidneys, the five internal organs of the human body. As long as it hits, even a tremor can kill half of this film's life!

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