I, Rick, the strongest human

As long as it is a game, you will like it, as long as it is a game, you will find a way to crack it, as long as it is a game, you will never admit defeat, you must win——

"If you want to say why, because I have not allowed myself to fail again—"

Before the world restarted, even though the result induced by Rick's layout was still achieved - the ending of the death of the God of War, the process in the middle was completely different from what he thought.

Loser from beginning to end——

A battle-hardened loser.

"At that time, I was the strongest in terms of defeat, right?"

Rick said something that the other party didn't understand, at this time, Hubby also held his right hand silently.

Feeling the temperature from his palm, the silver-haired boy suddenly opened his eyes again, with a heroic smile on his face.

"And now, in terms of winning... I am the strongest!"

Like a king aloft, he proclaimed to the subjects under his feet.

"No matter what kind of harsh game it is, I will never fail, no matter what kind of game it is, I will pass it thoroughly!"

Because now I already have absolute power—power enough to break any rules.

"One of the strongest species you aspire to be, for you... you have no ability to achieve it. But for me, I have no interest in becoming it."

There is a qualitative gap between the two, they are not on the same level at all!

"Okay! There's no need to say any more, this boring game should be over—!"

Saying so, Rick's figure suddenly disappeared before Pest's eyes.

"Disappeared……?"

This thought just came up when a crisp voice rang in her ears.

"Thank you for listening for so long, and for taking all the words I made up seriously, and then you can use this as a basis to falsify your memory."

[Sponsor's failure penalty:

——As long as you know something, you must tell "Rick" without saying a word, and the organizer will lose part of the memory of this gift game, and the specific degree is determined by "Rick". 】

That's right... the specific degree is up to him to decide, in other words, he can perform unlimited deletions in all the memories of the other party!

Unlike tampering with memory, it cannot add redundant memory.

... But what if the "extra memory" was added before that?

"Even if you gain power, you can't give up wisdom... Girl, take this experience as a lesson for you!"

The silver-haired boy with a smile on his face made a declaration of victory to the losers who were played around by him.

Chapter 120 Six Art Is Explosion!

"You... what did you do to the master?"

It wasn't until Rick punched Pest unconscious that Weser and Latine over there realized what had happened.

The two glared at Rick's direction, and at the same time, raised the magic flute in their hands.

"Hey? Don't you understand the situation yet?"

A rather exaggerated look of surprise appeared on Rick's face.

"Then let me... completely destroy your arrogance—"

Accompanied by Rick's slightly deep voice, on the opposite side of him, the man in military uniform held up the magic flute in his hand, and the tall woman on the side also silently put the magic flute in her hand to her mouth, ready to play it.

"Go to hell! It doesn't matter if you are the devil or something!!!"

Weser roared angrily, and in response to his actions, there were ground sounds and vibrations that made it difficult to stand.

The crustal changes that almost collapsed the town slowly gathered at the front of Weser's magic flute.

At the same time, a strange voice resounded in this space.

That was the sound of the magic flute played by Latine.

And Rick just watched the actions of the two quietly from the sidelines, showing no sign of interference at all.

"This arrogant guy... is dead!!!"

Such thoughts appeared in the hearts of both of them at the same time.

The wonderful Magic Flute eats at Rick with its highs and lows - dream-inducing tunes.

The melody played by the name [Hamel's Piper] is more beautiful than any music Rick has ever heard.

"Ahh...it's really beautiful music——"

Rick also had a happy expression on his face, as if he was completely unaware that he was now in the very center of the battlefield.

"You bastard... careless!"

Weser in the distance laughed wildly, lowered his posture, and moved his right hand back as if pulling a string.

If this guy interrupts their preparations at the very beginning, they have absolutely no chance of winning.

But now... if he fell into the dream of the magic flute, he would be defenseless against his own attack, right?

Weser thought with some excitement in his heart, and then, his whole body rushed towards the defenseless Rick like an arrow off the string.

In his field of vision, the silver-haired boy was looking at the air in front of him in a trance.

"Simply, the whole body is full of weaknesses!"

The man thought so, and then, a crisp sound suddenly reached his ears.

"Crack-!"

Um?what sound?

The man in the military uniform looked in the direction of the voice with some confusion.

That direction was exactly where his right hand met the enemy's palm.

Oh...it turns out that I have already hit it.

But this is also a matter of course, this guy is so careless, if he misses——

Suddenly, the man noticed a detail.

……Wait!Wait a minute...why the arm? !

You, you are clearly attacking with the opponent's head?

Why would...

Before the man had time to think about this question, a calm voice sounded in his ear.

"Sloppy? What are you talking about? It's 'take it easy.'"

The silver-haired boy gradually opened his eyes.

And the voice that came, full of disappointment.

They are clearly telling Weser.

— Completely, not on a level.

It was not until this moment that Weser fully understood this fact.

How big is the gap between the other party and oneself.

"Also, do you think that level can confuse me?"

"I just, simply think that kind of music sounds good."

As he said that, Rick looked at La Ting in the distance with rather regretful eyes.

"I see that your complexion is ruddy, your body has spiritual veins, and your bones are exquisite. If you are not summoned demons, I don't mind you worshiping on my crotch... doing a flute... flute! Piano... ...Boy. Then I can give you a great fortune."

"Unfortunately, in order to achieve the conditions for cracking the gift game, in addition to breaking those glasses, you must also be eliminated."

"So, please both of you, go back to the original story—"

Before he finished speaking, Rick stomped his feet on the ground under his feet.

"boom!!!"

Then, amidst the huge explosion, the bodies of Weser and Latine turned into specks of light and gradually disappeared before Rick's eyes.

"Ah... At this time, shouldn't it be said that art is explosions?"

While holding Hubie's little hand, Rick took a small step forward, sideways in front of the girl.

Although the scattered dust residues couldn't affect the two of them in any way, Rick still did it subconsciously.

"Art...is an explosion?"

Feeling the confused look in the girl's eyes, Rick just smiled slightly.

"Ah, it's nothing, don't pay attention to this sentence."

The aftermath of the explosion caused by his own kick gradually stopped, and Rick also turned his attention to the position where it first came.

"Speaking of which, Xiaoji's side...should be coming soon, right?"

Obviously the game is over, but Rick still wants to destroy this scene. Of course, this is not to satisfy the momentary desire to destroy.

Mainly because of two reasons, one is to match Pest’s modified memory by himself, creating a certain illusion, and the other is——

"No matter how you look at it, is it better to convey information in this way?"

"..."

"call out--!"

"Hmm - I heard the call of the master!!!"

With the sound of wings waving in the air, Jibril's figure also appeared in Rick's field of vision.

...Wait...why does Xiaoji seem to have a...

Before he could see what kind of object it was, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in the sky above him.

"Ricky! Hurry up and catch him!!!"

"…er? What—"

Rick raised his head subconsciously.

In the sky less than a hundred meters away from him, a girl with blond hair and big breasts was falling towards his position at an astonishing speed.

"Wow--!"

With a burst of exclamation, the blond girl who fell from the sky was firmly held in Rick's arms.

"Hey! Really red—"

"Why don't you use flying magic!"

"Because that broken... the wings of the Flügel are not bad, whether it is speed or comfort, they are much better than flying magic."

"...I didn't ask you this question, hey! Why don't you use flying magic when you fall!"

"Hey, hey... Hey hey hey?"

This time, the blond girl didn't respond, she just nestled in Rick's arms, looked at the face of her beloved, and smirked.

"Well! Forget it, I'm not at the point where I have to worry about this kind of thing. This time the plan can be said to be successfully completed, and the next step is the 'reward link' that makes people feel physically and mentally happy——"

Chapter 120 VII The Spotted Lolita Who Lost Her Memory

"Ha...ha, ha, here is..."

The petite girl with rose-colored hair and wearing a black speckled dress panted heavily and opened her eyes with difficulty.

Everything that enters the eyes is darkness, as if this is a place that the sun cannot reach, cold, lonely, and empty——

The death-like color pervaded the girl's surroundings, which made her frown somewhat uncomfortably.

"Just now... what happened—"

While trying to recall her memories before she fell into a coma, the girl also struggled to get up from the ground.