Chapter 957 Each According to Their Own Abilities
Three beams of light swirled and coiled, rushing towards the center of the game arena. After two seasons of the Gods' Game, the white gate, carved with ornate magic patterns, reappeared.
This was the first time Yu Xunge had ever seen this. The last time she activated Tianhu Haoqi's memories was only until she found the Moon Crown.
A countdown timer hangs above the white gate: 48 hours to go.
Forty-eight hours later, she—the one who initiates the Heavenly Seven—will need to personally push open that door, and only she can push open that door. At that time, all the apprentices who have participated in this year's God Game will be able to enter.
Yu Xunge withdrew his gaze, cleared his throat, and was about to say something as usual when he noticed that the audience did not quiet down as usual.
Please, who wants to listen to her nonsense at a time like this!
The Heavenly Seven has finally reappeared! Is there anything more important than this?!
All the audience members stood up and enthusiastically embraced the creatures around them, while the more introverted and withdrawn ones chose to jump around on the spot by themselves.
Even Zhu Ri stood up... well, stood up and smiled.
The black cat, which had been jumping wildly on the seat, couldn't take it anymore. It jumped onto Zhu Ri's shoulder, stretched out its paw to scratch at the corner of Zhu Ri's mouth, and complained, "Can't you smile a little wider? You're really creepy!"
The blood elf, who had just finished embracing the undead to her left, turned around and complained, "That was truly terrifying!"
In the special audience seats, Cuoda had already started dancing around the other principals, while Tianhu Haoqi and Aihao were talking about how much they had contributed to the process of cultivating Xunge.
Zhu Ri? Zhu Ri is just a troublemaker; she only bullies the cubs and traumatizes their childhood.
The only relatively quiet area was the card waiting area where the apprentice contestants were located.
The moment a player leaves the game, most skill effects are cleared, except for a few special skill costs that will not be restored. This includes the [Mysterious Guy]...
On the fallen card, Maple Syrup and Mist Blade stood side by side in the same pose.
Their heads were slightly lowered, their right elbows rested on their other forearms, which were held horizontally in front of them, and their right palms were open, loosely covering their faces, with two fingers resting on their brows. They had maintained this posture since leaving the game, and it seemed that they had been gone for a while.
The fat goose cautiously approached: "Are you still there?"
Song Gui, who was almost killed by Que Que and Xie Xie's sneak attack during the team fight, is trying to raise her health from negative to positive. The duration of this special skill effect is about to end.
Despite being so busy, Song Gui couldn't stop laughing from the moment Wu Ren and Feng Tang struck that pose. She said, "You two really looked like idiots just now."
The motorcycle, which was busy glaring at Chensha, didn't move its eyes, tilted its chin in this direction, and replied, "It's not just similar, it is."
Fat Goose slowed his breathing, feeling that the mist blade and maple syrup were about to shatter. He slowly moved away from the two men exuding murderous aura.
He whispered, "Are you two even now?"
Finally, Mistblade lowered her hand from her face, glanced at Fat Goose with the look of someone looking at an idiot, and then asked Maple Syrup in a seemingly calm manner, "Are you sure you don't want them to wake up too?"
Maple Syrup remained with her eyes closed, seemingly lost in thought. Only after most of the apprentices on the card had left, leaving just a dozen or so scattered apprentices nearby, did Maple Syrup speak: "After the Wine Vessel shatters, will you truly abide by the divine contract and give me the Forest Sea fragments? Have you already found a sacrifice to break the contract?"
This was the first time she had brought up this topic.
Mist Blade's hand gently rested on the hilt of the Blood Mist Longsword. A semi-circular shield, tinged with a faint crimson hue, enveloped them and protected their conversation. She said softly, "I don't want to say anything stupid to try and fool you. That would not only insult you but also me."
That's already an answer.
Just when Mistblade thought Maple Syrup would turn hostile, she heard Maple Syrup's answer: "So, just like when you invaded the Forest Sea back then, let's each rely on our own abilities?"
“That’s always been the rule of the world.” Mistblade paused for a moment, then added, “Didn’t you prepare in advance? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have encouraged the most powerful monarchs of Zelan to enter the game. If it weren’t for Ku Fu’s command, wouldn’t you have stayed outside the game as well?”
Maple Syrup finally put her hand down and looked up at the person who had been given a flying buff by Tianhu Haoqi. She was flying in the air and scattering scratch cards into the audience.
After a long silence, she slowly shook her head: "If you can wake them up, do as you please, but I will not let them wake up."
She suddenly remembered the look in Ku Fu's eyes when he looked at Tanuki, Wafan, and Misu before entering the game.
This made her suspect that Ku Fu and Wu Ren already knew about the Wind Scythe Siren and the Oak Owl Alliance.
The Bone Shadow was probably prepared. If the plan to seize the fragments in the real world had changed, why was she in such a hurry to make Zai Jiu Xun Ge fail?
She didn't know what had happened in the war between Zelan and Zaijiu, but she was certain that the game of the gods was fair.
The undead and the moon fox paid such a high price for their early invasion that no matter what Zaijiu Xunge offers, the gods will not end this war.
Can the outcome of a single "card swap" determine the fate of the wine? Absolutely not.
The captain wasn't lying, but he probably wasn't telling the truth either.
If that's the case, why should she awaken the withered ones and make them participate in the game of vying for the relics of the gods?
Now, in addition to her [Faded Homeland], four divine relics have emerged. She might as well seize the opportunity to compete for these and prepare to suppress the Withered Mist Blade in the future.
Her expression suddenly froze. She realized that both her conversation with Mistblade and her inner thoughts revolved around one premise—that she and Mistblade alone could not stop Zaijiu Xunge from winning the game and obtaining the Heavenly Hand Seven.
She glanced one last time at the apprentice in the air, then turned and left, her sleeves tracing a clean arc in the air.
The game isn't over yet.
Fogblade flashed to Maple Syrup's side and left with her.
Flame-like wings and the tip of a black tail sway in unison.
"If I told you that after the wine vessel shatters, I can help you snatch the last fragment of the Forest Sea from Ku Fu's hands, and I'll keep it for you, and as long as you help Ze Lan shatter Zi Chuan, I'll return it to you, what would you say?"
"I want you to die."
"..."
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