What did you do with the dice?

Alice looked at Sanita, who was studying the Esterlun Codex and therefore didn't want to play magic with her, and complained, "You humans are so complicated. You have to make so many rules just to survive. If you ask me, if the whole world were just elves, we wouldn't need so many difficult rules to memorize. There would be no war or famine in the world, and we could survive forever without rules."

Shana nodded in agreement, "Indeed, after Lord Pearl Tear dies, we should return to the Elf Forest. It's too tiring to deal with so many things. Isn't life all about being happy? At worst, we can have Lord Pearl Tear's son deliver the cream cake to our Elf Forest."

Wow, they even ordered takeout, right? After these two elves adapted to the superiority of human aristocratic life, their thinking has really degenerated quite quickly.

Sanita originally wanted to scold them for their hedonistic thoughts. It was because of this that the elves could only hide in the Elf Forest and rely on the fog magic circle to survive.

To use Rusalka's words, they should be sent to the Earth Electronics Factory to work for a month to learn a lesson.

Because Mo Wujue had pulled her off to a meeting, Rusalka happened to be reading the private chat: (Nonsense, I couldn't possibly say that. You're using your usual assumptions to fabricate a fake Rusalka to slander the real me.)

Sanita: (What would the real Rusalka say?)

Rusalka: (Hehe, I would say send them to your bed and educate them properly, so that they can taste the inheritance of wisdom.)

Okay, sometimes Sanitta also envies Rusalka for having such a brain that may be able to understand those gods, while he still needs to think hard and unravel the mystery just to barely keep up.

However, after listening to the words of the two elves, Sanita suddenly had an idea in his mind. His thoughts that he had been unable to sort out for a long time merged with these words, and he came up with a very outrageous but very reasonable conclusion, and he was sure that the probability was 9%. That's why he told Rusalka that he had cracked the rules and could let him open the tower freely.

"Okay, I won't watch anymore. Today I will teach you the Fire Wall Technique."

After hearing what Sanitieta said, Alijie happily rushed to Sanitieta's side. The first thing she did was to reach out and slam the book in front of him shut, for fear that he would go back on his word.

Then came a barrage of praise, the kind you'd call elven flattery: "Great! Male elves are still the best, those humans are really no match. Look at the Lord of Pearl Tears, he's no match for you."

Sanita, whose original body was purely human, frowned and said, "Tsk, don't be so arrogant."

Shana tried to smooth things over: "Let's go find Weishas. We just discovered recently that she can also run through fire rings to avoid being burned."

This mermaid princess Weishas seems to be a little too versatile in her specialties. She can even go through a ring of fire. Is she still a marine creature?

It's not without reason that she is so loved by the elves despite having bodies of the same sex and different species.

However, having his own ideas is one thing, and listening to the other party's self-introduction is another. Faced with Mo Wujue's sudden invitation to Rusalka, the "messenger of the end" whom he firmly believed in, Sanitieta was also very curious about what Mo Wujue wanted to do, or in other words, the "neutrality" that he insisted on in his heart, which prevented him from killing Rusalka to open the god's gift package, was different from what he thought?

So, he asked Rusalka to chat with the other party calmly and not to be like those immortal cultivation novels where people kill people and steal treasures and refine each other just because they fall in love with each other on the road.

Rusalka: (No, brother, you went off to have fun with your elf harem, leaving me to watch an unskippable cutscene in front of the enemy boss. Is that appropriate?)

Sanita: (It's appropriate, because I'm on the evil side.)

Rusalka: (I'll kill you with double Holy Slash!)

Mo Wujue shook the ball in his hand towards Rushaka: "Hello, Rushaka, the Messenger of the End. I guess you killed Qi Weiya because you wanted this thing, but unfortunately she didn't have it."

Rusalka put her hand on her forehead and said with a hint of helplessness, "First, I am not the Messenger of the End."

When I first traveled through time, I had to tell everyone that my name was Rusalka, the Baron of Pearl Tears. I thought that after I became famous, I would no longer need to go through this process. Now, fast forward to the point where I have to tell everyone that I am not the Messenger of the Apocalypse, you have the wrong person.

Then, he slid his hands down his face, performing a Sichuan Opera face-changing routine. With a gnashing expression, he said fiercely, "Secondly, if you keep pretending, I could be the Messenger of the End. You know, in Sinidi, when I was suspected of having a large-scale aggressive army, I was glad that I actually did."

And the most amazing thing is that he not only has an army in Sinidi, but at this moment, he also has a real army in the Guided Explosion No. 1 parked not far from the gate - it is normal to have two armies as materials under the super monster.

Haha, now it’s Esterlen who should be worried about oil suddenly emerging from the ground!

As long as his good brother gave the order, he could show Mo Wujue on the spot how these war-torn Snidi troops far to the west, a backward race from a barbaric land in the eyes of the Esterlen people, fought a siege.

And what are the 4 ways to write the word "强" in "Supreme Saint Slash".

Mo Wujue turned his back and slowly paced around Rusalka in the void. "Ever since the Wind Forger's death and the construction of the Twin Towers, I have carried the will of the gods, reincarnating life after life. Now I am already the 19th generation."

"Are you also an antique who survived from ancient times?"

"There are always a few people in this world who cherish certain ideals and are unwilling to die before they succeed. I am just one of them." Mo Wujue waved his hand, dismissing the idea. "Of course, I am different from those of you who have been blessed with long lifespans or powerful powers since ancient times. Every time I reincarnate, I only retain my memories. I still only have a human lifespan, human talents, and human powers."

"After experiencing reincarnation after reincarnation, I have experienced the lives of the different people of Esterlun, their demands and wishes, and have a deeper understanding of the key points for improvement. I have collected and summarized all of them, and through my authority, I am continuously improving the system here."

"The Twin Towers are the core, and the parliamentary system has survived to this day. That is my conclusion."

Rusalka: "I don't want to hear you bragging about this. I just want to know what you want me to give you in exchange for that thing in your hand."

Mo Wujue: "I want your key. Or rather, I don't want the key itself. You can open the Demon Gate in Free City right now. The moment the Demon Gate opens, I will give you the power of faith. How about that? You complete your mission, and I complete mine. This is a win-win deal."

Rusalka was shocked. "Are you crazy? You don't think you, Esterlen, are as powerful as the Mist Formation and can completely wipe out the demon army from Hell? No, I've discovered a problem. Why do you think you can easily defeat any random race you meet on the road?"

He was now very curious about what this demon had done in the previous demon war that made these guys so disrespectful to it, as if it were a stray dog ​​on the side of the road that anyone could kick?

Now he really wants to open the door himself to see what this demon army is made of.

It's okay if you talk about elves, they all think that if the world is full of elves, it would be a perfect world. Since it is already like this, you can only obey them. Even if demons invade the main plane, the first offensive weapons they will face will definitely not be human spears and magic, but the blood discrimination theory from the Elf Forest.

As for the El Empire, the people there are gods of war. Tatakai is their natural talent. They want to kill people indiscriminately. To put it nicely, they are war maniacs who are ready to die. To put it bluntly, they are looking for a fight. They are another race that you can only obey.

The Church of the Seven Sins, leaving aside that glorious and righteous leader, all those believers were exiled to that desolate place called the Seven Sins Domain and survived by relying on the power of demons. Their lives were miserable enough, and it was normal for them to want everyone to have no future together. Besides destroying them, you had no choice but to obey them. You couldn't bring them back to Sinidi to apologize, could you?

But Estren is alive and well. Although the Twin Towers make people dissatisfied, to be fair, Rusalka is indeed much better than the aristocratic system of Snidi and the church system of Esdi. To put it bluntly, the former is a high-level slavery, and the latter is too idealistic and was manipulated by Theresa.

Why would I want to fight a demon when I'm living a peaceful life? To prove that my Great Esterlen's magical alchemy skills are invincible?

"I'm not sick. What's sick is Esterlen and this set of failed rules. This war, which is enough to overturn everything and start over again, is the best medicine to cure this disease."

Mo Wujue looked down at Estron outside the Twin Towers, his eyes reflecting the starlight in this empty space. "Sir Rusalka, why are you reacting so surprised? Judging from your expression, you are clearly on the final path of collecting faith, yet you seem to have no idea about the rules of the gods."

If her good brother hadn't said that, Rusalka would have raised her right fist to attack. "I already said I'm not the Messenger of the End."

"Well, since you're still on the road, and I've reached the end, as people who have come to the same destination through different paths, I'll use the last moments of my human life to tell you a story that might be helpful."

After he finished speaking, the void around the room suddenly rippled, and the ball in his hand slowly flew up.

This time he could no longer suppress the sphere, and a beam of light shot out from it and hit his chest. The powerful aura that continued to rise in his body made Rusalka, who had relied on [Fearlessness] to defend himself against it all for the past five years, unable to suppress the tension and retreat that was rising in his heart for the first time.

There's only one thing left that can break his priority 4 passive.

bang bang dong!

No buddy, is this true? My pure fish is only level 15 now!

Moreover, at such a time when there is no sign and inexplicable scene, you plan to engage in a battle of this level. How strong is your story planning family?

Rusalka only has 5 intelligence but is not mentally retarded. He can try to fight a dragon alone, but he will die if he tries to fight a level 5 dragon alone. The watch left by the Lord of Time last time destroyed all his cards. This time, the watch that comes down may not just be a watch, but a whole watch.

He quickly retreated to the wall and looked downstairs.

Fortunately, the Twin Towers are not very high, and you can probably get down with one life.

But don’t be in a hurry. I’ll hold a magic energy explosion in my hand. Damn it. I didn’t succeed in blowing up the god several times before. This time I must give him a shot before jumping off the building.

Chapter 370 Twin Towers Free Communication War (1)

Faced with Mo Wujue's sudden request for possession by a god, or rather, being possessed by a god, Rusalka immediately and loudly informed her good brother in the private chat channel.

Rusalka: (Ace, rescue the Sunny Towers! Quick, quick, I'm going to trigger an emergency! Use the Explosive Guide's flood magic to bring down the Twin Towers!)

Sunny Tower: (You're dreaming! The detonation control function really relies entirely on imagination and wishes, right? First of all, putting aside why you want to use a flood to destroy the tower, where can I get you to cast the flood magic?)

How could Rusalka let go of such a good opportunity: (Asshole, this fire has spread to Yuyu's pond without any warning, why haven't you sent the guided bomber to pick me up? You don't want me to write a request to the two elf secretaries first? Born, I ask you, why is there no water under all the fire hydrants, and why are there no water guns under all the firefighters!)

Sanita lived in Bengbu, but he still didn't forget to refute him: (No, there are signs. You and he are in the same room now, and you have the key with you.)

Rusalka: (But the God of Contract and Law didn't want to braise fish during the last meeting, didn't he?)

Sanitta: (That's because he has now met the conditions to attack you, I guess.)

"Oh, maybe time is running out. It seems that my wish to share so many of my life experiences with others will not be fulfilled. Okay, then I will make it short."

"My original intention in building the Twin Towers was to make them the 'brains' of Estron, allowing all of Estron's most elite people to make decisions within the towers, making Estron a better place."

"To attract and retain such talented individuals, I expanded the space within this tower, creating a city-like living area. I provide them with the most generous treatment, allowing them to enjoy the highest status and voice in Estron."

"I also know that brains alone aren't enough, so I issued numerous decrees, guaranteeing the rights of every citizen of Esterlen while allowing them to fully utilize their abilities to create resources and maintain social functioning. Then, through the 'tertiary distribution' method, I transformed the entire country into a sophisticated magical device, providing them with rewards that perfectly match their abilities."

"There were no problems at first, but by the fourth generation, a large number of useless and mediocre descendants appeared in the Twin Towers. Therefore, the Council and I decided to expel them and replace them with fresh blood. However, this artificial control caused a rebellion, and Esterlun was severely damaged in the civil war."

"Then I concluded that the rebellion was caused by a lack of control by the 'brain,' so I strengthened the parliament's power mechanisms. Sure enough, by the eighth generation's regulation, it was quickly suppressed."

"However, the gods believed that this path was unworkable, because humans could not achieve immortality. Therefore, I reincarnated and reformed countless times, but no matter how I changed, the results were unsatisfactory. Today, the Twin Towers have completely reversed cause and effect. People no longer believe that 'only the elite can enter,' but instead believe that 'only those who enter can become elites.' Therefore, they sharpen their heads, rack their brains, and use all means and tricks to get in."

"Even if the people inside know their offspring are incompetent, they will still try every possible means to cheat just to keep him or her here."

"And the entire council has gone from being Estron's servants and improvers to being plunderers and parasites. The brain no longer wants to develop alongside the body, but instead wants the body to use all its strength to supply it, making it stronger."

"But in this life, it's too late. I can no longer destroy this brain with my own hands."

"What can I do? Kill every member of the council one by one, tear down the Twin Towers, and then commit suicide and enter the next reincarnation? Regardless of whether I can do it, if I start to take action internally, it will only lead Esterlun to endless civil war and collapse, and ultimately complete destruction."

Mo Wujue said calmly, "Perhaps the parliamentary system was wrong from the beginning. It is not the path to truth."

After listening to this, Rusalka felt a little overwhelmed. It's not that he lacks the so-called leadership thinking, but he thinks it's incredible that Mo Wujue has so many thoughts in his head. How can he blame others for his own unhappiness?

And he also wanted to know, yes, why do you say that those who disobey me prosper and those who defy me perish? Why not kill those disobedient congressmen first, and then kill those rebels? Wouldn’t that be fine? It’s such a simple thing, right?

Besides, you can reincarnate over and over again, so why do you worry about this and that? People have to eat every day, so can't you just clean up manually in every life?

There was also the most confusing question for him: "But what does this have to do with your plan to summon a demon? Wouldn't the demon destroy Esterlun just the same?"

"This is......"

Mo Wujue's words came to an abrupt end. He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a pure white light flashed in his eyes, and his whole body exuded a dangerous signal that made Rusalka ready to jump off the building.

Damn, Xiaodai is online.

"Because this is my decision. If a system that has been developed and improved for thousands of years cannot defeat a being like the demon, which has no faith, no order, and no construction, then it is a complete failure. Even if it is not destroyed, it will perish on its own. This is the fate of failure."

"Are you the god of contracts and laws?"

"In your understanding, yes, but if you think this name is too long, you can also call me 'Basu'."

Rusalka was feeling a bit stressed out, and blurted out without thinking, "Why Basu?"

Basu paused for half a second and decided not to bother explaining it to him. "You won't understand even if I tell you. This is not something you should know. Now if you give me the key, I will still follow my previous suggestion and give you the faith and send you away."

"Okay, I have one last question."

This wasn't what Rusalka wanted to ask. He was asking on behalf of Sanitta: "For a god, if you're not pursuing victory, what is the truth you're pursuing?"

"A set of social rules applicable to all races, all worlds, all rules, all populations, and all ecological environments. This set of rules operates automatically, requiring no management, maximizing the effectiveness of all units within it. Thus, in all concepts of power, it leads all species that don't adopt this set of rules, maintaining absolute leadership and stability. Do you understand this explanation?"

Since the Sani Iron Tower wouldn't be used this time, Rusalka complained, "How is this possible? Haven't you heard the saying that oranges grown south of the Huai River are oranges, while those grown north of the Huai River are tangerines? Are you blaming the oranges for having bad genes, and therefore opening a demonic gate and flattening them too?"

"If you can gather all 13 beliefs and survive, you'll discover that many of the things you consider 'impossible' are actually just a piece of cake. Here, failure is endless, but success once becomes an eternal truth."

Basu looked at Rusalka and said, "Since Mo Wujue has agreed to a deal with you, I don't want to let someone who has dedicated his life to my pursuit break his promise. Hand over the key and leave with faith. This is your only way to leave here alive."

Rusalka sighed and extended her hand to Basu, who had already possessed Mo Wujue's body. "Well, since you've spoken so powerfully, it seems I'm no match for you. I'll give you the thing."

Basu was not polite either. He held the ball of faith beside him in one hand and extended his hand to Rusalka with the other.

After the words fell, the light that flashed from Rusalka's palm was not the key, but three dark green rays as thick as wrists, which pounced towards Basu's face like a poisonous snake.

"Ah? You really want it? Riddler, you're still trying to take the key from me. What a wishful thinking! Come and try my three magic powers! I don't believe you're that awesome and can defeat me in a second with your human body. What a weird name, Eight Mansions. If I were you, I'd just call myself 'Fate God' if I were uneducated. Maybe I'd get more followers."

He slashed the void barrier beside him with his sword, activated the Holy Slash and cut a big hole, then fell freely from the top of the twin towers.

As he was about to land, a pelican brushed past him and cast Feather Fall on him.

Rusalka: (Good brother!)

Sanita: (What an idiot! Taking advantage of the other party's willingness to argue with you for a few more words, you ask the rules of the God Game clearly, and then start fighting. Does this make you anxious to death?)

Rusalka was furious: (cnm, I want to withdraw! Rebound!)

He did not deny that Sanitita was right and that he was indeed driven crazy by the Riddler.

However, the moment he landed, the surrounding scenery changed, and he found himself back in that empty space again. The Basu opposite him looked at him calmly with his glowing eyes, saying nothing, yet it seemed as if he had said everything.

Rusalka felt a little embarrassed and glanced at the system in the lower right corner. It was quiet, as if it was asleep, and no prompts appeared.

It's fine if it's forced teleportation, but they don't even give a chance for exemption. They teleport instantly, ignoring the distance and the space blockade effects inside and outside the twin towers. Is it so outrageous?

This was the first time he encountered an opponent who, while unable to discern his strength in statistics, was clearly loaded with mechanics: (Brother, it's not too late. I'm back. If I ask him again, pretending to rewind, will he answer me?)

Sanita: (Tsk, a space-based archmage is especially difficult to deal with, not to mention that the entire Free City is within the range of his rituals.)

"Qi Weiya and the owner of this body had a close cooperative relationship. They were as close as close friends. Now he has entrusted this body to me. He originally wanted to spare Qi Weiya's life out of consideration for our old friendship, but you still killed her."

Rusalka: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Sani Tower: (After completing the prerequisites.)

Basu ignored Rusalka and continued to chant, "Well, I will fulfill his wish and avenge Qi Weiya. In the name of Mo Wujue, I swear to the gods: All things in life are subject to the law; only once, blood debt must be repaid with blood!"

Then he picked up the small ball and put it into his body.

【permit】

Basu, whose whole body was covered with a thin layer of blood-red light, raised his hand and made a slash towards Rusalka. A thin line appeared out of thin air, cut through his waist, and suddenly separated his upper and lower body for a moment.