Sorry, you scumbag woman, you can do whatever you want.

"Lend me some money, it's a life-saving fund!"

"...Don't get so close!" The pink orb bounced away from the golden orb and asked, "Have you become so pathetic that you need to borrow money?"

"There's nothing we can do about it," the golden orb explained. "Mebius's strength hasn't improved much yet. If we don't bribe the other side, Mebius will die."

"..." The pink orb remained silent, circled around Mebius a few times, as if analyzing Mebius's strength.

Beside her, Homura Akemi remained silent, meeting Möbius's emerald eyes. Their gazes overlapped, exchanging subtle messages.

This woman has become stronger.

Despite the lack of explanation, she clearly understood that this was not a matter of increased physical or energy strength.

However, it is indeed much stronger than before.

A few moments.

"No." The pink orb stated its decision, then asked the golden orb, "Are you sure Mebius hasn't become stronger enough to face the Crimson Dragon Emperor?"

"Otherwise what?" The golden orb of light became a little unsure of itself. The pink orb of light in front of it was the gold-level guide of the Samsara Space, with many Samsara beings under its command whose strength was so great that it made people's jaws drop.

Therefore, there won't be any problems when it comes to judging people.

"The so-called strength or weakness does not refer to the difference in pure power." The pink orb taught, "The key is... whether you can win, whether you have the means and methods to win. Power is only a factor that affects whether you win or not, not the only way to determine whether you will win."

“So, I plan to bribe the other side,” the golden orb explained. “We’ll decide the outcome off the field.”

"Fine, I'm too lazy to explain to you." The pink orb sighed helplessly, summoned a void interface, and drew out a large sum of money.

"Although I won't charge you interest, remember to pay it back."

"Don't worry, I'll return it to you when Mebius becomes successful," the golden orb quickly assured him.

However, the pink orb didn't care. Instead, it came to Mebius and comforted him, "Don't worry, the golden orb just doesn't have much experience, but it's very good at treating its own reincarnators."

Mebius: "..."

Chapter 112

Don't try to reason with Mebius.

"Hey, I was just unlucky." The golden orb of light complained. What did he mean by lacking experience? It was as if he was saying that He was bad, even though He really was... at the bottom of the class.

However, one should at least have some dignity.

"Hmph, do you have a problem with that?" the pink orb snorted in dissatisfaction. "How about I add some interest for you?"

"No objection," the golden orb replied immediately.

"Sigh." Mebius sighed, rubbing his forehead. He didn't want to pay attention to his silly guide. His gaze fell on Homura Akemi beside him, and a gentle smile appeared on his face. "After I deal with the Crimson Dragon Emperor, I'll go to your world."

"If you succeed, I will give you the accumulated rewards." Homura Akemi nodded slightly, not intending to take advantage of Mebius's wisdom and strength for free.

For her, as long as she could save Madoka, she would give up all the wealth she had accumulated through countless life-and-death struggles to Mebius, or even offer herself as a bargaining chip.

There would be no hesitation whatsoever.

“Being able to go to Xiaoyan’s world is already a reward.” Mebius turned his head and looked at the golden orb beside him. “Let’s go and see the Crimson Dragon Emperor. I’m very curious about him.”

"Wait a moment, I'll contact the other party." The golden sphere spun around in place, emitting rhythmic light, much like a regular electrical signal.

A moment later, the unknown exchange ended.

"Let's go, He agreed." The golden orb circled in the void, and a door leading to the unknown opened. Then, He bid farewell to the pink orb and Homura Akemi, and floated into the door leading to the unknown.

“I’ll be right back.” Mebius nodded to the two of them and stepped inside.

Homura Akemi and the pink orb remained silent for a while until Homura Akemi took the initiative to speak and asked the pink orb a question.

"Why does it seem like you value Möbius more than He does?"

"Pay attention?" The pink orb laughed. "I will not look down on any reincarnator. In the reincarnation space, even the most ordinary mortal has the opportunity to reach the top."

"Even if the possibility is almost nonexistent?" Homura Akemi tossed a strand of her long black hair behind her ear, her clear voice icy. "Isn't the competition for the 'Seat' already in its final stages?"

"Reaching the summit doesn't necessarily require a seat," the pink orb explained, then seemed to remember something and said to Homura Akemi, "The two most likely to seize the seat right now are caught in a war that has fallen into the river of time. Perhaps those who come later will still have a chance."

"Who are the two most likely to seize the throne?" Homura Akemi asked curiously. There are many powerful beings in the Reincarnation Space who could potentially seize the power of the throne.

However, most of those who exist are not interested in "seats".

Perhaps their paths don't align, or perhaps they're vying for a seat more suited to their power. In a neighboring universe of gods, countless deities are competing for the final chance at "greatness."

Its wars spanned countless worlds and extended to the past and future across countless timelines.

"Little Flame, are you interested in the seat too?" The pink orb seemed satisfied, uttering some unintelligible noises, "@＃￥5＆* and 2＃￥."

"What are you saying?" Homura Akemi's delicate face showed a look of confusion. She could hear her guide's words, but she couldn't understand them clearly.

"After being caught in a near-perpetual war of time, those two also fell into logical contradictions," the pink orb explained. "They were born in the future, yet they fought in the past; they killed their own mothers, yet they were still born; they were the only great being, yet their existence permeated countless worlds."

She said helplessly.

"To truly understand, one must be able to know the whole story and have sufficient knowledge of logical contradictions; otherwise, one must rely on one's own hard skills."

“...Is that so?” Homura Akemi didn’t press further, seemingly uninterested in the matter. Although she was also a candidate for the “seat,” saving Madoka was the most important thing to her.

Moreover, for her at the moment... competing for a "seat" is too far off.

……

……

at the same time.

on the other side.

After passing through the door, we arrived at an erupting volcano. The sky was covered by thick, dark clouds, and red lava flowed across the ground like a crimson river. The air was filled with various toxic gases.

This is the restricted area of ​​life.

but.

“…No wonder it’s a dragon, it actually lives inside a volcano.” Mebius stood on the edge of the crater, with an unknown dark green substance beneath her feet, preventing the magma from coming into direct contact with her.

Beside him, a blue triangular object of light floated in front of Möbius, circled him a few times, and examined him closely. "You're Möbius?"

"You know me?" Somewhat surprised, Mebius looked at the triangular blue light orb. She had just completed a mission and hadn't had much contact with the outside world, so she shouldn't have much fame.

but.

"That guy wants the whole world to know," the blue triangular light body sighed, bumping into the golden light sphere next to it. "Anyway, you're quite famous among our guides."

"No, I just said a few words in the group." The golden orb was a little embarrassed. It had only been bragging a bit in the group, but because it had suddenly drawn an SSR, it had attracted the attention of the guide group.

To put it simply, it's like in a game without a guaranteed reward, a person who has always had bad luck suddenly draws a rare card when people have formed a fixed impression of them.

This is sure to attract attention.

"..." Mebius glanced at the golden orb, then calmly looked away, not caring much. She had never had high expectations for her guide.

People always have to rely on themselves.

"Your luck has turned around, which is a good thing," the blue triangular light object chuckled, then asked the light sphere, "Did you come to see me for something?"

"Is such that……"

Before it could finish speaking, the golden orb found itself being held down by Mebius's finger, and spoke first for it.

“Come and see my opponent,” Möbius said to the blue triangular orb of light. “I have never seen a dragon before.”

"Sure." The blue triangular light object readily agreed and called out to the crater, "Come out and meet the guest, Crimson Dragon Emperor."

"Guests?" A muffled laugh came, almost suffocating. Magma erupted from the volcano, and a crimson dragon appeared. Although only half of its body was visible, it exuded an undeniable sense of oppression.

“I thought you were here to negotiate in private,” he laughed heartily, “to live like a weakling, begging for mercy.”

“No, I just wanted to see you.” Mebius replied with a smile, meeting the Crimson Dragon Emperor’s eyes. Their gazes met, conveying their inner thoughts.

We will not hold back, nor will we compromise.

When they encounter each other during missions, they will fight without mercy. Private deals and groveling are meaningless to the Crimson Dragon Emperor. Coincidentally, Mebius has no intention of begging for mercy either.

"Human, do you want to kill me?" the Crimson Dragon Emperor suddenly asked.

Mebius did not deny it, and very frankly asked the Crimson Dragon Emperor, "Excuse me, after killing you, is it possible to turn you into a weapon?"

"You want to turn me into a divine weapon?" The Crimson Dragon Emperor laughed. "If you can do it, then go ahead and try. Use every means at your disposal to see if you can touch my body with your blade."

“…” Möbius nodded slightly, turned his head to the ball of light beside him and said, “Let’s go back.”

"Sigh, are they leaving already?" The golden orb was a little confused. This wasn't a private transaction, so how did it turn into a pre-battle declaration?

"...The Crimson Dragon Emperor will not accept private negotiations or deals." The blue triangular light body smiled and explained to the golden light sphere, "Fight by any means necessary, regardless of winning or losing. Dragons are such strange creatures."

At this point, He added another sentence.

"Moreover, Mebius would not accept that the person who can obtain the Infinite Serpent Spirit is not an incompetent person who is afraid before the battle even begins."

"..." The golden orb remained silent, summoned a portal, and then departed with Mebius.

The door closed and disappeared.

"How are you feeling?" the blue triangular light object asked the Crimson Dragon Emperor. "What are her chances of winning? Could she pose a threat to you?"