I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

There was thunderous applause, and Canary and the Count of Monte Cristo took the lead, leading everyone present to offer their hands.

Although everyone is still in a state of hostility, it is due to applaud a worthy opponent, not to mention that it is still in a state of truce.

"Is it to eradicate the Black Death? For the 8000 million dead souls, she is undoubtedly a savior."

While applauding, Leticia stared at Pest, who stood upright, and then turned her gaze to Canary.

"But the existence of the Black Death will be related to the dystopian devil king. Miss Canary, who proposed the plan, will not agree to this approach."

Of course, from the perspective of her own interests, Leticia also opposed the elimination of the Black Death, so that the fog of closure would no longer cover the sky over the West District.

"It's a good ideal, but I'm sorry, I can't choose to join you for this, because..."

Canary pondered her words, trying to guide Pest to discover the meaning of the existence of the Black Death, and let her think about the future of mankind.

"Tsk, of course you won't agree."

However, before Canary could finish speaking, Mandela interrupted her roughly.

Huolong squinted at the woman beside him expressionlessly, suppressing the anger of lying on the gun for no reason.

When the horn of the Xinghai Dragon King was taken away, Mandela knew that he had been tricked by the Mosaic Demon King.

The reason why the other party chose to cooperate with him was to deal with White Yasha and 'Arcadia'.

That being the case, let's take advantage of this to let the 'Salamanda' who has suffered losses win other benefits, and expose Canary's background.

"Because the Black Death was caused by your plan, and it was spread to defeat the dystopian demon king."

"what!?"

As soon as these words came out, Pest immediately exclaimed, and quickly fixed her eyes on Canary, looking at him in shock and hesitation.

"Is it to defeat that demon king? So, is the appearance of the Black Death actually a means to win the gift game?"

"That's right, even Sun's laziness is due to her persuading Lord Shirayasha and Queen Halloween. After all, she defeated one of the final trials of human beings. Such achievements have already been spread throughout Little Garden, and we have also heard about it. Less details about that gift game."

Mandela's speech completely disrupted Canary's rhythm, and Fire Dragon unreservedly stated everything he knew, all of which were verified and true information, without any subjective thoughts of his own, and he really only wanted to Telling the truth is enough.

Although Mandela did not expressly state his purpose of doing so, the smart people present could understand the meaning behind his words.

This incident is undoubtedly the aftermath of the defeat of the 'Dystopian Demon King', and is highly related to Canary and 'Arcadia'.

Before, the Black Death Spot Demon King had promised to terminate the game as long as Canary and others joined her, so let's make a choice now.

Mandela just adopted a similar approach, selectively sacrificing a few irrelevant people for the sake of the majority of people in the Capital of Radiance.

Canary sat blankly in her seat, caught in a difficult situation, and the clever and talented girl didn't know how to save the current situation.

Until now, she didn't think there was anything wrong with her original plan, because she was fighting for the future of the entire human race.

"Wait first! I want to ask a few more questions."

Pest slapped the table hard, attracting everyone's attention.

"If I understand correctly, the reason for our death is to defeat a demon king, right?"

"Yes, but that's not an ordinary demon king." Canary raised her eyes and looked straight into Pest's eyes, with the same determination in her eyes: "That's the corner of the final trial of mankind, implying one of the doomsdays of mankind, if If it is not knocked down, mankind will be destroyed and there will be no future."

"Oh, so?" Pest seemed annoyed by Canary's attitude, and asked, "Are you trying to say that we were sacrificed for the future of mankind? If so, why us? What are we? Why aren't people going to die a few hundred years later!?"

"Because after calculation, your era is the most suitable." Canary's tone was cold and ruthless. She must not show weakness here, let alone make any concessions: "Sacrificing you alone saves 8000 million people, and sacrificing 8000 million To save all human beings, we do the same thing.”

"Same? How on earth did you have the nerve to say this!"

Pest's voice suddenly rose, as if she could no longer maintain her elegant and decent appearance, and she pointed at the canary's nose angrily.

"I sacrificed myself voluntarily, and did you ask our opinions before you sacrificed us? The future of mankind? The future of mankind is none of my business! You told me that if there was no Black Death, mankind would perish in my generation ?"

Facing Pest's questioning, Canary lost her temper again. The beliefs and values ​​of the two parties are completely different, and there is no possibility of persuasion.

And under the witness of all parties, Canary can't lie against her will, and human beings will indeed not perish in the era of Pest's life.

While Canary was thinking hard about how to respond, Pest didn't give her any time to struggle, and chased after the victory to throw out the heart-breaking question.

"Since Miss Canary believes in sacrificing the few to save the many, then please practice your own ideas now! In order to save the people infected by the Black Death in the city of brilliant flames, Miss Canary, do you know what to do? ? Or, your sacrifice does not include yourself?"

After Pest's words fell, everyone's eyes turned to Canary, watching her endure inner torture, waiting for her to make a final decision.

"It's really a unique show." Demiurge was even more joyful, admiring the way Canary was thinking in pain, and tasting to himself: "It's already a general, no matter what you do Pick, the Canary and 'Arcadia' will all be the biggest losers this time around."

If you choose to agree, then naturally there is nothing to say, and the thriving 'Arcadia' will lose two of its most important cadres.

If you choose to refuse, 'Arcadia' will lose the credibility it has worked so hard to build, and the grand alliance it has painstakingly built will fall apart.

A guy who can sacrifice others without changing his face, but shrinks back when it's his turn to sacrifice, who dares to join your so-called alliance of all-class rulers?

Canary can naturally see the pros and cons. She never expected that the momentum of community development would decline in such a short period of time.

Seeing Canary's painful appearance, the kind-hearted Sandora couldn't bear it, but she was the leader of the fire dragon and 'Salamanda' after all.

And Mandela has been staring at his young sister, afraid that she will suddenly stand up and say something at this time.

It is enough for him to bear all the evil deeds, and he will return the powerful community to Sandora after she grows up.

Anastasia watched the development of the situation silently. There was no emotion in the girl's eyes, as if she was an outsider.

Although she is not the princess of the Obscure Belt, she has heard about related matters, and similar arguments are not new in Xingyue.

Generally speaking, it is enough to stick to your own position and beliefs. You can understand your opponents but you must not empathize with them.

The so-called savior of mankind has never been so easy to be, one should have the consciousness to save one's own world even if destroying other worlds.

In the eyes of the princess, the current situation is like a scale, with the future of mankind on one end and the future of Arcadia on the other.

Outside the house, Shiro Yaksha and the Old Man of the Mountain were also paying attention to the negotiation that was about to come to an end, quietly waiting for the balance of Canary's heart to be weighed.

"Hey, what a terrible situation. Tell me, which side will the girl choose?"

"I can't read minds, how can I know what others are thinking? But it doesn't matter. If dystopia comes back, it will be over."

"Oh? Are you planning to target the 'religion and theocracy' that Jin Chan escaped last time? This... Maybe a new war of gods will break out. It's a headache."

"Anyway, we are fighting against them in the battle of ascension. How about turning the so-called test into a challenge and let me weigh the quality of the so-called gods and Buddhas."

After an unknown amount of time, a sigh of mixed emotions came from the room, revealing exhaustion and unwillingness.

"I agree to your conditions...Black Death Spot Demon King, you win."

Chapter 679 Type Moon, The Real Winner

"Hey...it's over."

Shiroyasha lay flat on the ground, looking at the moon with a desolate expression.

Although she had made mental preparations in advance, Canary's surrender still made her feel dissatisfied.

Thinking of her, the White Night King is also a dignified two-digit existence, and there is still a day when she will lose to the four-digit demon king.

This can no longer be said to be a gutter overturned, it is simply a pancake fruit turned upside down, losing face and lining.

But she has nothing to do. She was sealed and unable to move by using legitimate means. Whether she wins or loses depends entirely on her teammates.

And the four-digit class rulers of the outer sect also opened Bai Yasha's eyes. Their style of fighting among themselves and fighting for power and profit is no different from that of gods and Buddhas.

Although he stumbled at the beginning, Bai Yasha felt that it was the right time for him to come to the lower level. Only by field investigation can he understand the real situation.

Currently, the 'Hakoniwa Knights' have not recovered from the great loss of strength caused by the rebellion, and even if they want to make more contributions, they are unable to do so.

The 'Salamanda' in the Southern District has just lost its mainstay, and now it is in a state of exhaustion waiting to be revitalized. It is very difficult to maintain its interests and status.

The "Fantasy Magic Book Group" in the North District maintained a consistent inaction, only caring about their own one-acre three-point land, and their attitude was very negative.

The newly promoted 'Arcadia' was originally very strong and showed full potential, but after this battle, its strength dropped.

After the 'Xingyue' was upgraded and moved away, sooner or later the rest of these things would completely collapse the balance of the middle and lower floors of Little Garden.

Thinking of this, Bai Yaksha's thoughts of lying flat on his back became much lighter. He jumped up like a carp and straightened his clothes.

"Your Excellency the Mountain Man, I will trouble you to take care of the rest of the matter. For the time being, we have to abandon the light and turn to darkness to join the Demon King's command. We may be enemies when we meet next time, but please be merciful, we I don’t want to be cut by your sword, it will turn off the flame.”

The silver-haired Protoss girl lowered her head solemnly, and begged with her hands clasped together, making it hard to tell if she was joking, or if she was really afraid of being chopped off.

"Oh, don't worry, your destiny still has endless years, and simply receiving my sword will not hinder you, unless your luck is too bad."

As the mountain man spoke, he turned into hellfire and disappeared into the darkness, and the victorious Pest also came to collect her most important trophy.

The turbid plague wind swirled and blew across the viewing platform, and Pest stood outside the sealed prison, calmly watching the sun inside.

This was the first time since Bai Yasha was sealed, Pest saw the other party's embarrassed appearance, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

At this time, Shirayasha's situation and appearance reminded Pest of a book she read in the community. It was a book describing the future of mankind. It opened the eyes of a girl born in the Middle Ages, and felt that the inside Imagination is simply a magical miracle that is impossible for human beings to achieve.

But now, after doing something similar, Pest suddenly felt that the book was not nonsense, and that humans really had this possibility.

'Intelligence allows humans to subdue prey that is far larger than themselves. '

"In the Ice Age, the single behemoth became riddled with holes under the spears of the people. '

'In the age of ancient civilizations, elephants lowered their heads and lowered their bodies, and became human labor and war machines. '

'In the age of great navigation, whales were killed by sailors' harpoons, and giant bears fell under the flames of flintlock guns. '

'In the age of atomic energy, no matter what kind of beast it is, it can only submit to human wisdom. '

'And how can human desires be satisfied so easily?They're bound to stretch their hands farther...'

The girl murmured the contents of the book to herself, imitating the protagonist's hand reaching out to cover the light falling from the sky, as if grasping it like a hand.

In the book, the eternal scorching sun is surrounded by tens of millions of solar sails and skeletons with hundreds of latitude and longitude lines, like a white whale trapped in a fishing net.

In front of him, the protoss, who symbolized the sun, was imprisoned in a cage, and under the judgment of Hakoba's rules, he had already become Pest's pocket.

"Now, we hunt stars!"

Shirayasha didn't understand what Pest was doing, but that victorious look still made her feel uncomfortable.

"Hey! Brat, what kind of eyes do you have? Even if you win, show us some respect!"

"Pfft! Hahahahahaha~"

Seeing Shiroyasha's angry look, Pest couldn't help laughing.

I really didn't expect that the legendary White Night King had such a side.

"Sorry, I just thought of something happy, otherwise I don't usually like to laugh."

Bai Yasha glanced at Pest's bent figure with a smile, fanned the fan in his hand angrily, and sighed.

"Forget it, showing off your power is the privilege of the winner, but we hope you are not dazzled by the victory and remember your purpose."

"Of course I remember." Pest resumed her decent stance, with a slight smile on her face, "I also know that the reason why I won you this time is a trick, but Hakoba is such a place. , winners and losers, winners take all, strength does not determine everything."

"It makes sense. There is no need for sympathy when a contestant loses due to lack of ability...and then what? What else is there to say?"

"Master Shiraiyasha, it's time for you to take an oath to join my community. Please strictly fulfill the relevant terms of this gift game."

"Oh, well... I swear in the name of Shiroyasha, to follow the outcome of the gift game and join Hamel's piper."

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After receiving the deserved spoils, Pest took his subordinates and quickly left the Capital of Flames.

Before leaving, she also followed the agreement to eliminate the spread of the Black Death, so that the people here would not suffer from the plague.

Following the guidance of the old man on the mountain, Leticia and Anastasia left the city and found the old man waiting silently in the wilderness.

"Huh? Where's Demiurge? Why didn't he follow?"

"Grandpa, Mr. Demiurge said that he still has some things to deal with and will return on his own later."

After Leticia finished answering, the lively princess stood up again, imitating Demiurge's posture and saluted vividly.

"He also said 'very sorry for the delay of Supreme Being's trip due to personal reasons, and I will take my own punishment later', and that was it."

The mountain man nodded. Since Demiurge reported it like this, he must have his own reasons and just let him go.

"I see, then let's go back to the Eastern District Headquarters first, and there are still many things that I need to deal with."

After finishing speaking, the underworld fire swept across, and the figures of the three disappeared under the moonlight, leaving the city of Huangyan, which was gradually recovering its tranquility.

At the same time, after urging Sandra to go back to her room to sleep, Mandela walked slowly to her office.

Although there were some mistakes in the plan, the result was achieved after all, even far exceeding his original expectations.

Now, Mandela no longer needs to worry about threats from within the big leagues, and only needs to concentrate on dealing with careerists in the region.