Fang Zheng and Rick were carrying out their plan, however, in the center of the battlefield, another group of people had no idea what was happening under their shadows and were still confronting each other.

The combined fleet of the Elves and Dwarves is currently facing off against the God of War "Artosh" and his subordinates, the Flügel. Both sides are waiting for the right moment. For them, this is the final battle that concerns this world. Who will be victorious and who will become the only god to rule this world depends on the outcome of this war.

"I'm so sorry..."

Kneeling in front of the throne, facing the most powerful god in the world, the young man of the Skywing race had a gloomy face.

"It's okay, this is also a kind of fun."

The tall man sitting on the throne didn't care and even showed an amused smile.

"The war will eventually end with my victory, so it would be interesting to have some fun before that, so..."

However, the man suddenly stopped talking before he finished speaking, and then he laughed triumphantly again.

"Hahahaha, as expected, if you live long enough, you will encounter all kinds of interesting things, right?"

"Why?"

Hearing the man's words, the Flügel girl raised her head, and then she was surprised to see countless black envelopes suddenly appearing from the void in front of her eyes, and they scattered down like snowflakes and landed on the ground.

What is this?!

The Flügel girl hurriedly took the envelope and opened it, then looked at the letter inside. Soon, lines of information appeared in front of the girl.

[Gift game name: Memory Illusion]

[List of contestants: Currently on the battlefield are the Elves, Dwarves, Flügel, Old Deus, and all their soldiers]

[Participants, organizers designate game leader: Artosh]

[Contestants are prohibited from using any force to attack, injure, or kill before the end of the game. Leaving the game area is prohibited.]

[Conditions for the organizer to win: All contestants fail (the losers will lose all power)]

[Conditions for the contestant to win: All members of any party choose correctly/select the real memory from the records around you - cross the false maze and confirm your own personal truth! (Each person can only choose once)]

[Swearing: Respect the above content, hold the Gift Game based on honor, flag and organizer authority]

【Heavenly Palace Seal】

Then, the next moment, three pieces of paper appeared next to the Flügel girl, each with a sentence written on it.

"You had cake ten days ago."

"You played the game with your friends ten days ago."

"You once hunted down a dragonborn ten days ago."

Looking at what was written on the paper in front of her, the Flügel girl was completely stunned.

"What...what is this!!!"

At the same time, in the wilderness far away from the battlefield, Rick, wearing a cloak, turned his head worriedly and looked in the direction of the battlefield.

"Is the young lady okay? She's a very powerful enemy."

"No problem. Shokuhou's game rules are very insidious. Even I am afraid of her tricks."

"Game... huh? Anyway, what exactly does that game mean?"

Thinking back to the rules of the game that Shokuhou Misaki proudly explained to them, Riku was still confused.

"It's very simple. It's a memory illusion. To put it simply, you have to choose the real one from the three pieces of information that describe your memory."

"This should be easy."

Rick thought this shouldn't be difficult.

"After all, the things you have experienced are definitely impressive. If it is something you have not experienced, you will not have any impression of it, right?"

"real?"

Hearing Rick's answer, Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smile.

"I heard from Hubie that you got lost during an operation ten days ago, and it took you a lot of effort to find your way out?"

"Oh... don't mention it."

Hearing Fang Zheng's question, Rick waved his hand speechlessly.

"I'm not a directionally challenged person, but the situation at that time was really..."

"That's not right, Rick."

However, before Rick could finish his words, he was interrupted by Hubie.

"Ten days ago, you were recuperating at the base due to the contamination of the spirit bones. You didn't leave?"

"……Why?"

Rick was stunned when he heard Hubie's reminder.

"is that so?"

“That’s the problem with the brain.”

Fang Zheng chuckled and pointed at his brain.

"I was just making it up, but do you instinctively think that this incident did happen ten days ago?"

"Now that you mention it... Indeed... I have a history of getting lost during operations, but if I were to say, ten days ago..."

"This is a suggestion. I gave you an illusion through this suggestion, and your brain pieced together your experiences, making you believe that this is the truth and not a lie. This is a memory illusion. It clearly didn't happen, but your brain thinks it did... Shokuhou Misaki's psychological games are more insidious than I imagined."

There was one thing Fang Zheng didn't explain, which was that because Shokuhou Misaki set a one-time decision for the winner, and required everyone in the faction to choose correctly, this would force all contestants to recall carefully and think, and the more they thought, the easier it would be for them to make up false memories, and thus the easier it would be for them to be confused...

With the help of Shokuhou Misaki's own psychological control and the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox's illusion and phantom manipulation, even Fang Zheng wouldn't dare to enter this gift game casually.

"But...will those guys play the game obediently?"

Just as Rick feared, at the same time, the man who had read the letter stood up from the throne.

"Haha, you are so brave that you dare to play games with me, the God of War... So, are you qualified?"

As he spoke, the man raised his hand.

"I am Artosh, the strongest god. If you want me to follow your rules, then it depends on whether you have the ability to do so! Everyone, get ready!"

"yes!"

Hearing Artosh’s order, the Flügel girl responded loudly, then immediately stood up and gave the order.

"All Flügels - prepare 'Air Strike' - entrust everything to Artosh-sama! Take pleasure in hatred, enjoy anger, and allow rebellion! Pamper their foolishness. That is the Flügels created by the Master - the only King, the strongest embodiment. Dedicate your wings to the Master's decision and show them!"

Following the girl's call, all the Flügel poured their strength into their wings, condensing it into the hands of the man - the god of war "Artosh". He raised his hand, and the power in his right hand condensed, spread, and twisted at this moment. It was a power that no one in this world could resist, and no theory or order could match it.

Then the man unleashed the attack.

It was an extraordinary and incomprehensible force, which swirled down, burning fiercely, and attacked the enemy in front of it.

But the next moment, this power that was enough to destroy the world disappeared quietly and without a trace, as if it had never existed.

"Why?"

Seeing this, the Flügel girl's expression became stiff.

She never imagined that the attack released by the king of them all, the most powerful god in the world, would disappear so quietly?

There was no resistance, no opposition, no conflict, as if that power had never existed!

Is this really acceptable?

Can this kind of thing really be allowed?!

“Hahahahahahaha!!!”

However, just when the Flügel girl didn't know what to do, the man laughed out loud.

"I see, so that's how it is? Good, very good, finally, is this my nemesis?"

As he spoke, the man sat back in his chair and grabbed the letter.

"Then let me see who will have the last laugh in this game!!"

"call……"

Watching the fireball in the sky disappear, Shokuhou Misaki silently wiped away a cold sweat.

"I didn't expect that the authority of the small garden is so high. If it weren't for Mr. Fang Zheng's pressure, I wouldn't be able to bear it. But..."

Speaking of this, Shokuhou Misaki's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile like a little fox.

"Since there is no problem, please enjoy my gift game!"

The power bursts out and then dissipates.

Fang Zheng retracted his gaze and looked in front of him.

"Alright, Shokuhou has pinned down the fleet. They can't leave that area until the game is over. Next...are you ready?"

“…”

Hearing Fang Zheng's question, Rick took a deep breath, then he glanced at Hubie beside him and nodded vigorously.

"We are ready."

"very good……"

Hearing Rick's answer, Fang Zheng clenched his right fist and raised it high.

"Then... let's see the power that this Spirit Corridor unleashes!!"

Along with the shout, the next moment, Fang Zheng's right fist hit the ground heavily.

This is a blow that penetrates the planet.

Under Fang Zheng's punch, the solid earth's crust shattered instantly, and the powerful force spun like a drill bit through the earth's crust, going straight into it, just like a steel needle piercing an apple, and completely punched a big hole in the planet in front of him. At the same time, the earth began to tremble, and then, as if a balloon was punctured, the power contained in the planet, enough to create gods and all life, erupted.

Then, a polyhedron shining with light and a pentagram appeared in front of everyone.

"This... is the Star Cup?"

Rick muttered to himself as he looked at the flashing object in front of him, and then he gave a bitter smile.

"That's it? Everything we spent so much time doing was successfully accomplished so easily? That's it? We sacrificed so much, and this is what we got... Is this really what I wanted?"

“There is often a gap between reality and ideal.”

Fang Zheng clapped his hands and turned to look at Rick.

"But think about it carefully. If you hadn't worked so hard until now, we wouldn't have found Hubie, and she wouldn't have come into this world. And you would have lost her, and then you would have risked everything to implement a plan that you didn't know if it would succeed."

"...That's true, but..."

Rick looked at the star cup in front of him with a complicated expression, and then he looked at Fang Zheng.

"Why don't you come..."

"This is your world, it's up to you to decide."

Fang Zheng said that faith is enough for him, just like a shareholder who receives dividends at the shareholders' meeting, as long as the dividends are distributed at the end of the year, it's fine. It's better to leave such a troublesome task as managing the world to you as the CEO.

“…”

Hearing this, Rick was silent for a moment, then he reached out and grasped the star cup in front of him.

Then, the originally dark red sky began to fluctuate, and then a ray of light suddenly appeared.

The world begins to change.