Chapter 349

Does God really exist?

The Izana Society, which had been materialistic for nearly a century, began to doubt its own knowledge system.

At the same time, he also had to think, if God really exists, then what is the purpose of "him" or "him"?

Izanasha could only infer from the results he saw. His silver power had the ability to make things stagnate [unchange]. How could this ability that had no offensive power itself pose a threat to a single existence?

Stagnation will keep things in their current state forever - conversely, "he" just doesn't want to stay in the current state forever, "he" needs to achieve some kind of change.

The seven swords of Damocles that were forcibly pulled together in the sky, the Dresden Stone...

To liberate all power, we must first gather all power.

The man in front of him wanted not only the power of the stone slab, but also the power of the king.

This barrier, with the Gray King's [Guardian] sanctuary as its core, is not meant to prevent the royals from entering, but to prevent the royals from leaving. "He" uses himself as bait and provokes opposition among the royals, just to ensure that at this time, all the royals are inevitably drawn into this vortex.

In fact, he didn't even need to do anything himself, everything was developing as he expected.

Izana Society is just one of the members that has been caught in this vortex.

How can he determine the direction when he is in the vortex?

"The Dresden Stone?" Fushimi Saruhiko simply couldn't believe what he saw. It looked ridiculous that a corner of the Dresden Stone was actually cut off by a force from far away.

"That is no longer the Dresden Stone. It is just an ordinary stone." Izanasha had already guessed it, so after seeing it, he felt a sense of "as expected" rather than surprise. "'Dresden' lies in the power inside, not the material of the stone itself."

Although, despite various research attempts, they have not been able to complete the transfer of this power. Otherwise, Guo Changlu would not have felt that it would have been necessary to suppress the difficult-to-hide Dresden Slate in the Parapet for decades without being able to transfer or hide it.

"In other words... the power of the Dresden Plate is no longer within the stone slab—" Yatogami Goro's gaze moved little by little to "his" face, and that almost tacit gesture had become an answer.

"So, from the very beginning, the so-called 'liberation of the slate' was just a rhetoric of yours. You never intended to stand with Hishui Liu forever." Fushimi Saruhiko sneered, "He is just a stepping stone for you, a chess piece controlled by your 'ideals' - 'romantic idealist', your description is really correct. For you, Hishui Liu is probably too simple."

Simply put, as inappropriate as this word was once used to describe Bishuiliu, it is now as appropriate as it is.

"He" just smiled without saying anything, but this superficial smile only gave people a creepy feeling.

There was no change in his expression, which showed how confident the person in front of him was of winning.

They didn't even know what the meaning of "him" was in letting them delay time.

It is also unknown how "he" accomplished the transfer of power from the Dresden Plate.

At this moment, "he" suddenly raised his head and looked behind them, "Finally he's here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Izanasha, who was most familiar with the King, felt two different Weissman values. He didn't need to look back deliberately, he could quickly find the identities of these two people by elimination.

The Red King, the Blue King.

Of course, there is also Misaki Hatta who brought them here.

Anna Kushina was not there. It would be too dangerous for her to go back. Ten of them, Duoduoliang, took Anna, who had not yet regained consciousness, and hid temporarily. As non-combatants, they were accustomed to finding a place to hide during a battle.

"Finally, the people who are supposed to come have arrived. To use the phrase 'long time no see' sounds a bit too unfamiliar, Red King, Blue King." "He" seemed to welcome the arrival of these two people, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that they came here to be "his" enemy, and even a battle was inevitable.

Everyone knows about the struggle between the Red and Blue groups, but even though they have opposing positions, it is clear that both sides understand each other. If these two kings unite, the effect of their battle will definitely be greater than the sum of their parts.

After Suoh Takashi stood still, he asked directly, "Anna and Tadara, do their affairs have anything to do with you?"

Of course, he believed that what Hatta Misaki said was not groundless, but Tadara didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with "him", and Suohono himself didn't want to doubt his accepted companion.

So he needed an answer.

An answer given by "him" himself.

He seemed a little surprised to hear this question, but after a pause, he nodded and said, "It is related."

Zhou Houzun closed his eyes for a moment, clenched his fists, and flames burned violently along his skin. "Since this is your answer, there is no point in saying more."

The fighting spirit of both sides erupted in an instant.

"Munakata, draw your sword."

Suho-sama and Munakata Reiji stood side by side, and the two different holy domains of red and blue expanded. The repulsive forces did not confront each other, but intertwined with each other. The blue power was like red fuel.

The next second, the two men disappeared from the spot, leaving a line of afterimages. The sword lights and fist shadows were on the left and right, giving "him" almost no time to react, and they were all heading for vital points.

This attack surprised Yatogami Goro, but it did not cause any change in him. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, and caught the right sword with his left hand and the left fist with his right hand, preventing Reiji Munakata and Soho from making any further progress.

"Why do people always have to do such useless things?" "He" raised his eyes, with an unclear look whether it was confusion or ridicule. It was clearly a chuckle, but it seemed to carry a hint of ridicule.

Suho-sama's sanctuary scorched the ground, and the original plate of the Dresden Stone was burned black and cracked. Immediately afterwards, the impact of the Blue Sanctuary "swish" like an extremely cold land, covering the red area. The rapidly changing energy field made the air unable to bear it, and the stone slab was immediately turned into powder and scattered in the wind.

But even so, not even a corner of his clothes was burned.

Munakata Reiji's strength loosened and then tightened, and the long sword's body, like an assembly line, slipped out of "his" hand with clever force. As he thrust forward, the handle of the sword followed Munakata Reiji's strength and formed a sword flower under his wrist. The flash of the sword made "him" lean back a little subconsciously, and taking advantage of this evasive action, the tip of the sword reached "his" eyeballs from bottom to top at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.

"He" did not do anything like pinching the sword tip with his eyelashes or eyelids. In a moment that was difficult to think about, without any communication, almost everything was a reaction made by instinct. "He"'s defense shrank, his right hand withdrew, and he grabbed the sword with his bare hands to block all movements of the sword.

At the same time, the moment "he" let go, Suohono didn't even need to change his posture, but raised his fist to his chest, causing "him" to hold his breath for a moment (holding back a cough). Unable to confront the power of the third king, "he" chose to follow this force and flipped backwards, retreating a long distance with his hands on the ground.

But the fight didn't slow down at all. Munakata Reiji's posture and speed were faster. He used his legs to retreat much faster than "him". He swung his sword upward and attacked "him" before he could steady himself.

With a "ding" sound, the green long hair and the long sword collided with each other, making a metallic sound. The force was so great that Reiji Munakata even felt a numbness in his palm for a moment. "He" seemed to have noticed that the long-haired tentacles were much more agile than human hands, and they attacked him everywhere.

Munakata Reiji's high fighting quality allowed him to use his waist to exert force. After realizing that the Sanctuary had limited effect on "him", Munakata Reiji did not use the simplest and most brutal method. Instead, he held the sword with his backhand, turned in the air, and accurately deflected each attack. He fell to the ground and bent his knees, using offense as defense, which in turn created a defensive vacuum for "him". It was at this time that Suho-san jumped up from behind.

Attacking with a physical object would be most effective against "him", so before he could stop thinking, Reiji Munakata's sword flew out of his hand.

There was no verbal or eye contact, but Suho-sama's brain circuits strangely matched his opponent's. The moment he grabbed the hilt of the sword, the sword pattern was dyed red. In an instant, Suho-sama's power was exerted to the extreme from top to bottom, and he chopped down towards "his" face.

"He" reacted quickly and raised his hand to block - but "his" fighting moves were too monotonous, and it was clear from the brief exchange that Munakata Reiji was good at using the sword, but he was not the only one who could use the sword.

Using his fist as a sword, Reiji Munakata's skills were far superior to "his". He directly trapped "his" hands in front of his chest and abdomen. As long as he slowed down the defense time by one or two seconds, it would be enough for Suho-sama to attack in place.

“Puff——”

The sound of a sword entering the body, the sword of Reisi Munakata in Suho-sama's hand pierced through the throat. Compared to the heart, which has a certain degree of instability, the throat is more stable and deadly.

——Moreover, “he” does not have a dirty heart.

Behind this battlefield where the dust seems to have settled, there are forces colliding in the sky. The battle between the Golden King and the Green King is like a remote replica of the battlefield here. At the same time when "he" was pierced in the throat, the golden arrow also pierced through his heart that was flowing faster than water.

Fushimi Saruhiko, who had been paying attention to the battle between the two sides, thought for a moment that this might be an opportunity to get rid of "him", but when he focused his eyes again, he found that there was a strange, suppressed smile on the corner of "his" mouth.