Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

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Am I also a victim of using legitimate games?

Section 33, Chapter Thirty-Three: [This is the time of judgment!]

"They really have no patience. They're already pushing the minion wave forward."

In the suburbs, at the forefront of the snow removal operation.

It was already night, but the light from all sorts of Originium Arts filled the sky, making the entire land as bright as day.

Don't these people realize how conspicuous they are right now?

Looking at the surrounding battlefield lit up with lights, and the offensive spells and giant iron forks fired by siege cannons flying towards her at high speed, Sodium Chloride was indeed moving towards the direction where there seemed to be fewer people, while trying to dodge the incoming magical attacks as much as possible.

Of course, it wasn't that she couldn't beat him or defend against him, but rather...

Only in this way can we attract everyone over, making the killing easier and saving time.

Her field of vision was filled with the fluctuations of life; she could see them even if they were hidden in the snow, let alone something like an ambush using the cover of night and camouflage.

But that's just how people are; when they're weak, they're incredibly cautious, but once they become strong, they become very reckless.

They even abandoned their initial altitude advantage and began to descend, just like when they had to look for cover at low altitudes to avoid being locked on by artillery fire.

[Shrink the encirclement.]

The infantry formations have begun their advance.

The dark, dense crowd, like the very essence of fear seeping into the snow, began its assault on the sodium chloride.

However, everything, everything that seemed to indicate a close approach to victory, was just a false illusion given by the other side.

This does not mean Ursus is about to achieve another victory.

Rather, God had simply lost interest in continuing the game.

The barrage of artillery fire changed from direct fire to indirect fire, first soaring into the sky, then falling under the influence of gravity, finally delivering a devastating attack on the target.

Each shot, with the equivalent of an aerial bomb, began to fall in clusters from the sky, like meteors, their dazzling light forming a torrent of light, like a rain of meteors crashing down upon us.

Even she would probably be injured if subjected to such a saturation attack...

However, that's just a hypothetical situation.

But in this world, there are no "what ifs".

With a "bang".

It was a crisp, faint sound, so faint that it was instantly drowned out by the howling of the wind and snow.

No one else will hear this except for sodium chloride.

It was a crisp snap of the fingers.

The next moment, a purple halo suddenly opened in mid-air!

A net of countless halos suddenly unfolded in the sky, like a divine miracle.

"What...is that?!"

No one has ever seen such a scene. Humans are such insignificant beings. The sudden appearance of an enormous miracle in mid-air makes one feel the insignificance of oneself.

That's how people are; they can't realize how insignificant they are unless they see the boundless existence around them.

So, do you see it now?

The countless halos in mid-air were not defensive spells, but rather acted like black holes, absorbing all the artillery fire falling from the sky.

"How can it be!"

Meanwhile, in the central command center, Grand Duke stared in disbelief at everything displayed on the screen. He couldn't believe his eyes; no, no one would easily believe what they were seeing.

This was an era when the rumors of God had long since become legends, and no one had ever witnessed a true miracle.

However, today, at this very moment, a divine miracle has appeared before our eyes, rendering all the attacks ineffective.

All the attacks that had filled the sky vanished! It was as if the attacks in the sky had never existed!

The scene was so astonishing that the man forgot to breathe, completely forgetting his command to "continue the attack."

However, sodium chloride has no idea what compassion is.

How could I possibly forgive them after they bared their fangs at me?

While killing may be the act of a commoner, and pardon the power of an emperor, I, sodium chloride, am merely an ordinary villain.

She was not an emperor, but a villain.

Humans are like that—beasts who cannot sing praises without experiencing death.

Then, let it be destroyed.

As the energy reversed, just as the soldiers in the army were at a loss watching the sky full of cannon fire disappear, the purple halo that had been in mid-air suddenly vanished and reappeared behind the army formation.

"Could it be...?"

The Grand Duke stared blankly at these bizarre phenomena, then seemed to suddenly realize something, and abruptly stood up, as if about to shout something to his messenger.

However, the next moment, the previously non-existent artillery fire and offensive spells from Originium Arts flew out from those light circles.

The torrential rain flowing against the current easily reversed the attack.

The power of the Herrscher of the Void is to manipulate space itself.

Offense and defense can be easily switched.

"General."

The girl watched the spectacle of destruction with a sense of amusement and spoke slowly.

In an instant, the disaster began the moment the first siege shell landed on the artillery position.

The surrounding positions were instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire; saturation attacks are absolutely destructive to densely packed positions.

This is the power of the gods; destruction can happen in an instant.

It's truly laughable to see these burning scenes.

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The chair that was originally placed steadily in the central command room was knocked over when the Grand Duke hurriedly stood up.

Grand Prince Ivanov-Kin Yuspov stared incredulously at the last display screen that was still functioning normally; all the others had turned into static and displayed the message "signal interrupted."

Stunned, or rather, in disbelief, they couldn't utter a single word for a moment.

Before the last word could be finished, half of the screens lost signal, indicating that the receiving machine had been destroyed.

The message he was supposed to say to the messenger was only one word, but not even a single word was given to him.

run.

Before he could finish speaking, everything became a reality. The front line turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the saturation bombardment that exploded in the central cluster had an unpredictable outcome.

The general felt his legs go weak, and if the guards hadn't been supporting him, he probably would have collapsed to the ground.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Is this some kind of nightmare?!

However, before Grand Prince Ivanov-Kin Yuspov could even get his footing, a shockwave carrying snow swept directly from the front lines to this location!

After a sudden earthquake, all the snowflakes in the sky were blown away.

The entire central command post was left in a mess by the gust of wind.

Before the Grand Duke could even comprehend what was happening, an uninvited guest appeared in the command room.

"Human, are you the one looking for me?"

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P.S.: Staying up all night is killing me [vomiting blood]. I feel like I'm severely sleep-deprived. I'm sleeping on US time, so it's hard to go out and buy food in China because it's so cold. Every time I eat at home, I have to rush to eat at mealtimes. It's so uncomfortable. I have no appetite at all if I force myself to get up.

Being human is so tiring. It's a pity there's no Stone Mask, otherwise I'd be the first to quit being human. Dio too, why bother with the peace of mind of conquering people? If it were an artist or writer, they'd be working themselves to death. [Glancing at Araki's unchanging face] This is his autobiography? Well, never mind then. [Collapses]

By the way, I'm thinking about whether I should post any censored content in the group chat in the future? [Winking emoji] Although I feel like that would kill the group.

Section 34, Chapter Thirty-Four: The Second Round

"How does it feel?"

Far from the turmoil of war, Yaga stood on a cliff, watching the blazing fire burning in the distance, the crimson flames reflected in the woman's dark eyes.

"They certainly have the ability to overturn the chessboard..."

The woman retracted her strangely shaped pupils, restoring them to their round, human-like form, and spoke.

"But they are still far from being so-called gods."

"So, it's a rare high score? Oh, don't say it out loud, let me guess."

Kosiché seemed to be in a good mood, looking with satisfaction at the burning ground not far away.

"I guess it's a nine out of ten, right? A very rare nine out of ten."

"Qi, very close."

Women don't seem to have that much interest; she always seems to be like that, showing little interest in anything.

"Hmm, so the maximum score is ten?"

"Hmph, more or less."

Yaga crossed her arms, gave a dismissive snort, and remained noncommittal.

But for Kosic, who knows her well, this is tantamount to a confirmation.

Indeed, Jaga rarely gives high marks to other beings. In her eyes, the bearskin man is a seven out of ten, and as for Koschche, a five out of ten.

This is a very subjective evaluation. In some ways, Yaga is quite similar to the Snow Fairy, which is that she likes to deal with problems in a simple and crude way. Therefore, her subjective impression of Koschei is that he is an old silver coin hiding behind the scenes. How much fighting power can an old silver coin have?

There's not much. If you're really strong enough, you can just flip the chessboard and beat your opponent up. Why bother with schemes and tricks?

All tragedy and helplessness stem from individual powerlessness.

Judging solely by combat prowess, Yaga naturally felt that the Snow Demon was a worthy opponent.

Perhaps he'll be a good opponent, but that's all.

As for the actions of the Ursus military.

A perfect score of 10.

This is Kosic's subjective evaluation, which perfectly matches his thoughts. It's a perfect match, absolutely perfect.

As for the innocent people who died because of his schemes, Koschche felt great regret and would sincerely thank them.

After all, their deaths were meaningful, contributing to Kosiché's ideals; how could we not thank them?

Life itself is meaningless, but Koschche found a good meaning for them. Isn't that the best thing?

After all, he loved this land and the people on it.

His cold-blooded evaluation method scores the soldiers' life-and-death struggles on the battlefield, watching with relish the life-and-death battles he orchestrated, as if it had nothing to do with them.

However, this is reality. Those at the top don't get their hands dirty with blood. The struggles on the ground are like ants killing each other, spectacular but lacking a better and more detailed perspective.

Great, yet cold.

"However, this time, the military may have shot itself in the foot, and it will be difficult to clean up the mess."

"What a pointless worry. Humans will always have someone to clean up the mess. Just like in nature, when something dies, some scavengers will come and pick up the scraps."

"How harsh, Miss Yaga."

"Likewise, humph."

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