Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Chapter 552 [The Land of Time Marrow] Man and Soul 22

Lily followed the man in white robe out of the venue in a daze and found a nearby afternoon tea restaurant to talk. She observed the man in white robe with some excitement.

From the outside, she looked like an adult woman between 20 and 30 years old. She wasn't tall, but she had a well-proportioned figure and light and weak steps. She probably hadn't undergone any special training, but her temperament was exceptionally calm. What Lily noticed most was her eyes.

Very young, yet very old, like a black pearl polished by time, not too dazzling but emitting a lustrous glow. Such a person will not be noticed at first glance in a crowd, but has a unique glow of his own.

Between finding some meaningless nonsense and trying to trick him or asking directly, Lily thought for a second, and when she met the other person's eyes that could not hide anything, she chose the latter.

"Are you the wise man who always participates in the ending of the story?" Lily stared at her with frank curiosity in her eyes. "I've read history books, and in many major events, someone dressed similarly to you appeared at the critical moment."

Belia was also looking at the people in front of him, his eyes wandering between Lily and Brian who was sticking his head out of her bag. He looked calm on the surface, but he was very conflicted inside.

She felt that this person was a bit similar, and his characteristics were also consistent with the protagonist: optimistic, kind, and seemingly innocent but with his own bottom line and determination, and he had encountered many things.

Belia thought for a while and took out the golden sword. She placed the golden sword horizontally on the table. In the sunlight, the golden sword sparkled brightly, so bright that it could be seen throughout the entire store. Belia tapped the table, and the light suddenly disappeared.

"Please." Belia extended his hand to invite Lily, "Try to pick up the golden sword."

"Okay." Lily looked at the shining golden sword in front of her and couldn't help but ask, "Can I take a picture with you?"

Faced with Beria's bewildered gaze, Lily finally gave up her pretense of composure. "This is my first time witnessing history. Honestly, I'm only a teenager. If nothing unexpected happens, this will probably be the closest I've been to history in the last hundred or so years. Can I take a picture with you?"

"...Okay." Belia looked at Lily's shining eyes, and after a moment of silence, he nodded in agreement.

Ah, is it because she has been squatting in the old house watching videos for too long and can no longer keep up with current ideas, or is it because the terminal network that Xiao Hei brought back for her has been screened and can no longer keep up with the trend?

Lily took more than a dozen photos with Brian and Belia, and also took photos of the golden sword. After she signed her name, she carefully tried to lift the golden sword with a smile on her face.

"Although I'm glad you found me, and I'm indeed very lucky, but I have a feeling that my protagonist is not the same as the one you're looking for."

As she spoke, Lily had already picked up the golden sword. The golden sword that gleamed so brightly in Belia's hand, now in Lily's hand, although the golden color was still shining, it was visibly dimmed to the naked eye, as if covered with a thin layer of dust, and the edge of the sword was not as sharp as before.

"Ah, it seems I'm not the one who saves the world." Lily shook her head and sighed exaggeratedly, "I'm almost eighteen. If I grow up a little bit more, I'll be an adult and can't save the world anymore."

"Why?" Belia didn't understand what Lily was saying, but the little girl was indeed very lively and didn't need her comfort.

"Because the ones who save the world are usually minors, like middle school and high school students. Adults are busy with their own lives and don't want to save the world!"

"Oh, I see." Belia looked at the lively Lily, his expression a little dazed. After a moment of silence, he picked up the milk tea on the table with relief.

Well, the desserts and soups available out there are still delicious.

"Click."

The ceramic cup was placed on the table, making a slight clinking sound.

"I'm sorry for wasting your time." Belia put away the golden sword and smiled at the little girl, a little distressed. "Time is running out. I need to go find the next person—"

"Wait!" Lily raised her hand. The other hand held the candle to Belia's hand. Mm, it was soft and warm. She was alive. "I have another recommendation! I think she looks like the protagonist too."

……

Feng Lan came out of the game and returned to the waiting room. She didn't see Lily and didn't think much about it because the next game was between her and another winner, Song Guanqi.

Although it was his first time competing, he was a well-known and worthy talent who easily defeated the previous champion and even watched Feng Lan’s game for quite a while before leaving the court.

Song Guanqi had just come out of the secret realm. She was said to be fifty years old, but she looked much like seventeen or eighteen years old. Her soul was a fire phoenix.

It is said that he was reborn in Nirvana once in the secret realm, and his strength improved extraordinary. It is also because of this that Song Guanqi, who was reborn in Nirvana with Phoenix, still looks like he is seventeen or eighteen years old at the age of fifty.

"Phoenix," Feng Lan looked at the bird burning quietly beside Song Guanqi, like a ball of fire, and lowered his head to look at Huahua, "Wood versus fire, this is not a good fight."

Do you still want to go up like this?

Huahua responded, "I agreed to come this time, and I haven't fought Phoenix yet."

"Dear audience friends, welcome back! After a short break, the finals of our Jialing District competition are about to begin. Who will be the champion this year?"

"Is it our player Song Guanqi, who, despite being so young, has earned the reputation of being a genius on the mountain and stirs up trouble the moment he emerges from the secret realm? Or is it our player Lan Feng, who is so mysterious and unpredictable, suddenly appearing in the world with his own twin souls?"

"So far, Lan Feng hasn't sent out her second soul. Song Guanqi's Fire Phoenix is ​​also unstoppable, defeating all opponents with one move."

Because it is the finals, both sides are very strong, so the referee presiding over the game this time is also a special type king-level soul, the superior soul of the Judgment Scale, R. Judgment Angel.

One of his abilities is that after both teams have confirmed the competition, the judging angel will raise an independent special space and will not leave the space until the winner is decided. At the same time, this space seems independent and built on reality, but it will not actually affect reality.

"R, the match begins!" R. Judgment Angel, whose huge wings covered most of his body, announced the start in the middle of the ring. The next moment, his body shattered into feathers, and the feathers turned into light spots and scattered at a rapid speed, forming an independent barrier for this side of the ring. The Judgment Angel then withdrew and returned to the referee's resting place in the venue.

"Cry--" The fire phoenix took off from Song Guanqi's shoulder and flew towards the center of the ring with a large amount of fire rain.

The flowers also grew rapidly, and large green vines began to spread across the field, with petals and leaves flying all the way, swept by the wind, rushing towards the Fire Phoenix.

Bi Ke lay on Feng Lan's shoulder, covering his eyes with two tentacles, somewhat afraid to look.

After all, the one on the other side looked so fierce. He thought Huahua was so small, green and tender, and it would be so painful if she was burned by fire.

Bi Ke completely forgot about Hua Hua's devouring skill. Feng Lan was also very nervous. His hands on his sides were unconsciously clenched, his face was tense, and his eyes were fixed on the movements on the field.

The flames collided with the plants, and the petals and leaves that came into contact first were burned in the fire, curled up and turned yellow, and shattered into clusters of flying ash with sparks.