Chapter 1527 You will be humanely destroyed along with your retirement kit
"It seems that someone has taught you the wrong thing."
Yutu wiped the embarrassment from his face and looked at the duck that had grown crooked. For a moment, he felt helpless and regretful.
Why didn't I get in touch with this duck earlier? Look at it now, it has been corrupted.
"But forget it. As a pioneer, if you only rely on such a trivial and insignificant method, then..."
He chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm in his nasal tone.
"I'm sorry to be disappointed in you."
Of course, she can do so because she has the confidence to do so.
He stretched out his hand, and a huge object rose from the ground, shining with golden light.
Under the hazy reflection, patterns of divine light and splendor spread across the sky, circling around the objects, the splendor of which cannot be seen in the world.
"That is……"
"Did you recognize it?" His fingertips brushed over the shadow behind him, and the girl's white and purple pupils were covered with a layer of golden charm because of the scattered light.
"Your divine monument."
“But now, He is here with me.”
"..."
Bronya turned around and stared at Lao Deng!
But the old man left her with the back of his head, with an expression that said, "It's unspeakable, I'm giving you the back of your head, go and experience it yourself!"
(???)……
Bronya...pointed the muzzle of the gun at Old Deng's face!
"Bronya thinks that a plausible explanation is needed to save your retirement equipment."
"Otherwise, I think God might not shed blood..."
The muzzle is pointed to one side.
“But I will cry.”
She was aiming at the pack she had found in the safe of a garbage dump manager. It was top-notch, expensive, rare, and something that most people would not drink...
tea.
"..."
The old man didn't move, he was actually unmoved!
Bronya couldn't believe it. Money couldn't shake Old Deng?
No, absolutely impossible.
The Duck, unwilling to give up, poked the back of His head with the muzzle of the gun.
"Don't play dead. How did my divine tablet end up in her hands?"
"Explain, or your tea table and your tea leaves will be humanely destroyed."
"Heh..." But the response he got was just a light laugh from Yutu.
"Actually, this matter is not complicated. I can reply on behalf of this senior..."
boom!
"..."
missile……
It exploded on Hato’s smiling face.
There was no smoke, only gunpowder all over his face, and...
Pungent smell.
"you……!"
You can hear that her voice is trembling.
She's a good girl, but now her long, soft, white hair that's as beautiful as the Milky Way... is stuck together.
No kidding, she doesn’t even use a hair tie to tie her ponytail now.
Grab it and pull it! It can stand upright when dried!
Of course, it doesn't matter. Hatagi wouldn't care about such a small matter...
But the prerequisite is that this missile is not a mustard core.
Yes, when the missile attacks, according to the previously compiled steps, the missile is transformed into a cake by the power of rules.
But Bronya also used her power at the same time, changing the gunpowder from the bottom rule to the taste of mustard...
This is also fortunate that she is a stigma life, otherwise Yutu would not dare to imagine how painful it would be for an ordinary person to be hit like this!
"call……"
He let out a long sigh. We don't know whether the World Snake cadre's loss of composure at this moment was due to the mustard on his face or the duck in front of him who was acting like a demon with almost no bottom line.
But I think it's the latter.
After all, think about it carefully when you think that your niece is not a good student with both good character and good academic performance, but at least she should be a well-educated, gentle, and polite student.
But after meeting her, I saw that she had dyed her hair green, had a nose ring and earrings, whistled, walked with her feet turned outward, and casually handed you a cigarette...
I think the visual impact should be similar to that of Yutu at this moment.
"This is the graduation exam He prepared for you."
Swallowing the urge in his heart to beat Xiao Tianqi to death, Yutu remained as quiet and nonchalant as usual!
"But I'm really curious. Let me do this kid's graduation exam."
"Senior, are you really not afraid of making a mistake..."
"Wan Dao collapse?"
"..."
This one sentence said a lot and made Bronya understand.
Perhaps only by defeating Hatobu here can she truly achieve metamorphosis.
Only then will she truly become Forerunner 001, a god who masters the rules.
This is also hers, the last step she needs to take.
It is also the only step.
After all, all the difficulties before that had been smoothed out by the deceased teacher.
All that was left for her was the single thorn in front of her.
Thinking of this, Bronya retracted the cannon...
He overturned the tea table next to him.
"Then let Bronya guess."
His eyes met with Hatagi's bright eyes.
"Can your rules shake Bronya's truth?"
……
At the end of the war, everyone was at his own post.
Perhaps we are as small as ants, but we still have to prove our existence to the giant god in the sky.
Even if it's just a glance for a moment.
But we also understand that one day people will know what can be done and what cannot be done.
People will always realize that there are some things that you can't do no matter what you do, no matter how high you reach, no matter how much you pay.
Yes, we know.
But because we know, sometimes we need to do it.
Because we understand that sometimes we have no choice.
Sometimes, we have to do things.
Even though that result may have already been determined.
But at least at this moment, we know why we are fighting.
Looking further away, arrows of lightning pierce through the barriers of the world's sky, and the comet of truth streaks across the night sky like a star.
Consciousness lurks in the depths of darkness, and people above the world walk in empty dreams.
Their existence is like a part of this world, a reflection, which, at this moment, is gradually zoomed out, focused, and locked in.
Those figures turned into chess pieces, with the vast galaxy as the chessboard and the souls under the curtain as the chess pieces, where brilliant colors lit up.
Snapped!
Gently, a word fell, echoing throughout this vast universe.
The slender fingers relax, and the pressed chess pieces complete a puzzle, showing mottled brilliance under the echoing bells of ancient times.
"I think I finally made the right move."
His eyes were like the sun and the moon, gazing far and wide under the light of the galaxy, gazing toward the end of the universe.
There, is the other side of the chessboard.
A hand stretched out from the dark void and gently pressed down a chess piece.
The old body seemed to be annihilated in this vast dim light, and the decayed eyes were empty and dull, but in them, the girl's purple hair was reflected.
"This game of chess has been going on for too long."
"It's been long enough." The girl propped up her chin and teased the only one in the world in front of her with a playful look.
At the top of the sea of trees, the winner of the war between gods, the apostle who controls time, the only drop of ember left in an era that should have been wiped out long ago.
"So I thought..."
The hand that was supporting her chin slowly lowered, and the girl leaned forward, with a gleam in her eyes that shouldn't have been there.
"You are just a piece of ashes. It's time for you to be blown away by the wind that comes after us..."
“It blew away.”
