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The figure of the cell man appeared beside the queen at some point, maybe just now, or maybe even earlier. In any case, all that was left there was only an afterimage.

He held in his hand a beautiful dagger inlaid with a living eye. It was a cursed dagger, and it was also his old friend. Beautiful knife flowers were produced, and the queen's arm fell to the ground.

There was no wailing in pain, nor any surrender. Her other hand immediately grasped the rapier that was about to fall to the ground. She held the blade of the rapier tightly, which was actually not right, but the queen had no time to adjust.

She thrust out another sword, wanting to seize an opening in the cell man's attack. As long as she could stab him with the sword, no matter how miserable the queen looked, at least she would be the winner of this battle.

But with a clang, her other arm and the rapier fell to the ground.

The queen still refused to bow her head, but the opponent's dagger was already across her heart. Even though that was no longer her fatal wound, she had already lost.

Total loss.

"You still won. I understand. I can't stop you. Now I can only pray for your pitiful sympathy."

There was no expression on the queen's face, which had lost its facial features, but a certain desolation in her tone indicated that she was not calm.

"How pathetic."

"In the end, I still have to beg you."

She wanted to raise her hand to point at the ruins, to name the once prosperous buildings one by one, but she had no arms now, and until they were repaired, she probably couldn't even do this easy task.

"My dear husband," she cried sarcastically and tactfully. "If your heart, which had long since stopped beating, had not completely drained of blood, you should have stopped, or hesitated, and not lit the flame of the lighthouse.

Faced with such questions, the cell man should feel guilty or silent, or even angry, but these were all escapes. He was the king, so he just let go of his weapon and let the cursed dagger fall to the ground.

He wants to solve those problems.

"You're right."

The cell man's voice was calm and without any annoyance, which made the queen look up to him.

Those ruins were indeed the past that he would never dare to look back at, but now he was only one step away. As long as he succeeded, the country would become prosperous again.

The doctor was right. No matter how much he wanted to cover up the traces of the past, it was like something that had been broken. No matter how well the gaps were glued together, it could not change the fact that it had been broken.

He said. "I don't care if you want to believe me or not, because you've already lost."

He said, "I will restore this country to prosperity. I come to tell you this, not to discuss it."

The queen looked at the king's profile and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

She seemed to see the other person's shadow from the past, and the other person was so determined to inform him.

The difference is that after she lost the fight, the opponent reached out to her, hoping to support her and move forward together, but now, she has even lost her own body and has become a cyborg.

So many things have changed over the years, and many things can never go back to the way they were.

perhaps.

Perhaps, I can really give him another chance. After all, there are no more options on this island.

Even she herself had no choice.

"...Okay." The queen felt she should close her eyes, but she no longer had the organs to do so. "Let me see, my dear husband, what else can you do in the end?"

"It can't get any worse than it is now."

At this moment, three figures who had broken free from their restraints slowly climbed to the top floor. They looked at the queen with broken arms, and without any hesitation, they were ready to rush up.

"stop."

The queen shook her head, and with her order, the three loyal guards immediately stopped, but they still stared at the cell man with a fierce look.

Two of them held up one of the queen's hands, while the other held the queen's weapon firmly. Finally, under the queen's gaze, they stood behind her.

"I'm surprised you didn't kill them."

"Do you want me to kill them?" The cell man made a rare joke.

Perhaps it was because with the Queen's consent, the island could finally restore its prosperous appearance, and he finally didn't have to force himself not to look back at the past for countless days and nights.

"Of course not. I'm just surprised because even if you killed them, it wouldn't affect the outcome of this negotiation. I thought that with your personality, you would definitely kill them because it would save time and effort."

"But it will affect the relationship between you and me, won't it?"

The cell man quickly added that he had pulled out a brand new rose from somewhere.

"Can I pass this flower over now?"

"Husband, are you kidding me?"

The cell man looked at the other's bare arms and stood there in embarrassment. He coughed a few times to cover it up.

"Then, when everything is settled, can I give you this rose?"

The Queen looked at him for a long moment.

"Please stop using your sweet talk. When the country regains its prosperity, perhaps we can still have something to discuss."

482 The Cup Brothers' Cry for Help

【Weapon Master】A Great Cell: Everything is coming to an end.

[Flag Bearer] The nameless person nailed in the coffin: Are you about to complete the final link of the mission?

[Abnormality Shelter] Today's abnormality is out of control again: Does the final link of the mission mean that everything is over?

[Judge] Gudu's Skeleton: That's about right. You'll feel the burden on your shoulders lighten all of a sudden, and your relaxed body will tell you that it's time to take a good rest, like taking a short break or something.

[Iron Man] Ordinary Rich Man: Well, although being lazy is not a good thing, but as a certain skeleton said, I feel relaxed. I just completed the final mission not long ago, and I feel like I can take a good break and don’t have to work so hard.

[Chess Player] The nameless person nailed in the coffin: ...I don't know when I can rest. If I have to wait until this land is no longer filled with suffering, then I'm afraid I won't have a chance to rest even if I really lie in the coffin...I'm ashamed that I actually had such a thought.

[World Manipulator] Avid Architect: Doctor, don't say that! How many people in the chat group don't admire you? I'm your biggest fan, always on the front lines for you! For me, a mission without end is a good thing. It means this world is always interesting, always vibrant, and always waiting to be conquered!

Mug Brothers (Red): Hey! Is there anyone who can help us?

Cup Brothers (Blue): Save us! We are being hunted by Onions!

Cup Brother (Red): Oh my god, why does he cry so much? His tears are almost drowning me! I feel like my cup is filled with his tears!

Mug Brothers (Blue): I feel like I'm about to break apart. Wait, Mug, don't let your soul drift away! I'm here to save you!

[System agent: Save the cup brothers.]

Earn points: 1000]

[Weapon Master] A Great Cell:? I was looking for someone here too. How did I run into him?

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: It’s okay, let those in the group who don’t have enough points do this kind of small task, there’s no need for old people like us to get involved.

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Architect: Am I the only one paying attention to the fact that they are being hunted by onions?

【Iron Man】Ordinary rich people: Maybe this is the diversity of the world.

[Sunshine Commander] Sunshine Porter: Hey! We're just too busy to show up, but that doesn't mean we don't exist. Didn't we just fight alongside you in our duties?

[The World is Controlled] Fanatical Architect: Wow, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was confused.

[Abnormality Shelter] Today's abnormality is out of control again: Is this a new mission? Please allow me to join in the fun.

【Card Master】Little Red Riding Hood: Take me with you.

[Iron Man] Ordinary rich people: After all, we are people with titles. There is no way anything will go wrong when doing this most basic task. I can go and help the cell people with peace of mind. If anything happens, remember to call us.

[God of the Void] Ghost: Help

[Iron Man] Ordinary Rich Man: Ghost, do you want to help too?

[God of the Void] Ghost: Well, I'm hesitating.

[Chess Player] The nameless person nailed in the coffin: Ghost, how about you help take a look? Although I am very confident in the supervisor's methods, and although they have been in the chat group for quite a long time, I am afraid there is still a long way to go.

[God of the Void] Ghost: Okay.

The ghost responded calmly, and the formation immediately wrapped around its body with burning heat. The next moment, it disappeared from the spot, having crossed the barriers of the world countless times.

Things that were originally somewhat chaotic became increasingly clear in its sight.

But now it can control the essence of the void very well, because the ghost has completely melted its body with the void together.

When it landed, the other two had already arrived, one wearing a red hood as usual, and the other had a strange canine creature beside him.

The ghost tilted his head, wondering why the canine creature next to the other party did not match the knowledge taught by the chat group.

But it soon stopped thinking about it, because the crying onion was giving them all a headache.

The ghost even saw some transparent soul-like thing floating upwards. It felt that it was very similar to the shadow it had left behind before, except that its own shadow was pitch black, while the other's was transparent.

At this moment, a cup forced its way out of the field of vision and quickly jumped into the air. A pink light flashed across the transparent soul, and another brand new cup appeared out of thin air. This was completely inconsistent with objective facts.

Fortunately, there is enough biodiversity in this chat group that this is not surprising.

The ghost moved his short legs and ran over quickly. Before he could say hello to the newcomer in the chat group, tears came pouring down on him.

That teardrop was as big as a person!

No wonder those two newcomers were hunted by Onion.

The cute white puppy beside the supervisor immediately swelled up into a monster, protecting the supervisor firmly behind it. However, those huge tears hit the monster one after another, and it soon couldn't bear it and showed signs of falling down.

Little Red Riding Hood took out a shield from the card, but was also staggered by the tears.

Only the ghost was leisurely strolling between the gaps between the tears. It even had the mind to reach out and poke the falling tears, watching the wonderful water ripples appear on them.

It walked slowly to the fat onion and looked up at it.

The onion stopped crying immediately.

[A little fragrant]

The ghost slowly raised its sign, tilted its head and stared at the fat onion in front of it. The aura of a predator spread, and the other party immediately let out the most shrill scream of its life.

It is hard to imagine how such a fat body could flexibly drill into the ground, but the other party did it, leaving only a hole in its place.

A carrot with three eyes rose from the ground, looked down at the ghost, and then shrank back in a flash. As the ghost's body shrank, a paper contract slowly floated out.

The cup brothers over there supported each other and walked over. Looking at the garden that had suddenly become quiet, they looked at each other and pinched each other's straws, and immediately felt the pain.

"! Great." Cuphead reached out and took the contract. He couldn't help but jump up with his hands raised in joy and cheered loudly. "Woohoo!"

And Mug couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

483 Ghosts Are Too Reliable!

As soon as the onion disappeared, the supervisor patted the abnormality's head. The abnormality immediately shrank and turned back into a snow-white furry dog. It happily began to circle around his legs, eager to be petted.

The supervisor squatted down and touched the little guy's head, and Little Red Riding Hood over there also took back her card.

"That was close, the armor value is only one left."

Little Red Riding Hood said this verbally, but her voice was calm. She even had time to brush the dust off her clothes, just like she was going on a trip.

But it's true, there's really no danger where there are ghosts.

It’s like the doctor is the only elder in the chat group with whom you can open up and chat.

Then the ghost is a reliable senior whom you can always trust in terms of strength.

"It's a bit too leisurely." The supervisor glanced at the current scene, then looked at the cup brothers hugging and crying over there, and didn't find it strange.

It's just a cup that can run and jump, nothing special.

"It's hard to stay alert when doing missions with ghosts. I always let my guard down involuntarily. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed by that thing."

Even a meticulous person like him could be easily affected by such excessive comfort. He even bet that if he didn't have any countermeasures, the ghost would act faster instead of just strolling past like it did just now.

At this moment, the ghost's curiosity had shifted away from the crying onion. It spread its black transparent wings and landed near the cup brothers who were crying bitterly, staring at the shaking liquid inside with curious eyes.

Mug felt a little embarrassed by being stared at, so he let go of his brother's hand and wiped away his tears.

"Uh, hello, I'm." Mug just said the two words "I" when he was pushed aside by his brother Cuphead.

Cuphead forced a smile and looked at the other person, not caring at all about his brother who had been squeezed out of space by him.

"My name is Cuphead." He said, and patted Mug's shoulder. "This is Mug, my brother."

"Yes, um, please." Mug, who was squeezed by the other party and forced to smile, was about to wave his hand to divert the other party's attention when he was pushed by Cuphead.