Chapter 1150 Everything Is a String

The sudden change shocked many people's attention.

Whether it was Huai Shi's sudden cruel attack, or the destruction of the independent place in the world, or even Aleister's death... But before everyone could react, the ruler was restored again.

But is that recovery or rebirth?

Or... some kind of replacement?

You must know that whether it was the Great Mystery or other detective lenses, or even the detection methods in hell, at that moment, a result had been reached without a doubt.

died!

There is no doubt that Aleister would not be able to survive if he was hit by a Dragon Summoning Flute.

Even the dwarf king of the Sea of ​​Thunder, Frost Moon, did not dare to say that he would end up well if he took that shot. Now that the independent place in the world is torn apart and he is covered with bruises, Aleister no matter what In any sense, the change has been completely dead.

So who is this in front of you?

The second Aleister! ?

Even though his appearance was completely different from before, there was something in his bones that was the same, and that weird and dark aura had not changed at all.

Instead, his face became more ferocious and fierce as he aged.

For a moment, everyone's gaze wandered over the cards on the chessboard. When they saw the mysterious number after the name, combined with his words, they seemed to be slightly enlightened for a moment.

【XXI】

Roman numeral 21

What corresponds to the Tarot cards is the [world] that symbolizes the perfection and incompleteness of all things!

That is to say...

The previous one numbered XVI...is the [Tower] in sequence 17 in the Tarot deck?

Based on this assumption, it seems that all the previous rumors and mysteries about Aleister can be confirmed - within the Golden Dawn, the name Aleister does not correspond to a person, but to A whole group and organization!

Its members should have twenty-two digits in total in the Tarot sequence.

But if in addition to the Major Arcana deck, there is also a Minor Arcana deck composed of fifty-six cards, the number will be even greater...

But no matter what, enough is enough!

"I think the turn-based system is no longer suitable for this version."

Huai Shi glanced coldly at the proud face thousands of miles away and flicked her index finger: "This matryoshka doll game should stop here -"

It's like a lunch box prepared by the crew.

Just eat it once and that's it. Go quickly after taking it.

What's the point of staying on stage shamelessly?

If you don’t have much money, don’t bring your whole family to eat on the flowing water table.

Whenever someone starts to be dishonorable, someone else has to step up... and help you show your dignity!

Now, the moment the flexed index finger popped out from under the pressure of his thumb, thunder burst out from the starry sky above his head.

It's like the stars are angry and beating the heavenly drum.

Before anyone could react, there was a flash of fierce light falling from the sky. In an instant, it spanned thousands of miles and penetrated into the old man's face, tearing that shameless smile into pieces and cutting off that smile. The ungrateful head burned away that worthless soul.

The reborn ruler was shaken violently, and his head was missing.

Behead!

And just behind him, among the collapsed mountains, a scorch mark stretching thousands of miles was nailed into the deepest part of the rock formation.

The sword of virtue!

The slender blade has been nailed into the iron stone, burning and buzzing!

Dead silence.

The struggle all over the sky was frozen for a moment.

Not only the Dwarf King but also the Sea of ​​Blood Snake couldn't help but look back.

He was shocked by this attack without warning, and the destructive power contained in it. It was difficult to understand, but full of fear.

It was like hearing distant gunshots in the dense forest.

when?

what happened?

Even the heretic king who was confronting the Sword Master between the broken borders slightly raised his eyelids.

Soon, he looked away without interest.

"Wow, sword fairy?"

Only Kuafu held a telescope and climbed to the top of the fusang. He shouted and looked back at Qingdi excitedly: "Old lady, do we have such a thing in Dongxia?"

"Yes, of course." Qingdi glanced at him, as if looking at his own stupid child, full of helplessness.

"Really?"

Kuafu became more and more surprised: "How come I didn't know!"

"You don't need to know, you can just fuck you."

Qingdi lowered his eyes slightly, feeling the twenty-four solar terms distributed in the realm of reality, and the aftermath of the fierce light that flew across the realm into hell. He couldn't help but sigh: "Pick up your fishing rod and throw it away." Just go out.”

"As long as you throw it fast enough, fly far enough, and with enough force... the destructive power will be stronger. Even a brick can knock down stars.

What's more, what about the boy's most famous source of weapons? "

Now, as Huaishi's fingers flick again.

The stars in the sky hummed low.

The Sword of Virtue wedged into the stone disappeared, and the flames of the Ax of Wrath had traveled thousands of miles and struck into Aleister's rapidly resurrected body.

From top to bottom, cut into pieces!

After breaking through the insignificant restraint, the flames spread across the sky in an arc, and finally fell again toward the mountains in the southwest.

Amidst the roar of the earth, another factory site of Yongshi Group was smashed to pieces.

Like a meteorite.

This time, Kuafu finally understood something and his eyes widened in disbelief.

That's...an arrow?

That's right, even if you use an axe, a sword, a hammer, a spear, or anything else, there is nothing so-called. In essence, there is nothing magical at all.

He just physically constructed his own source of weapons as arrows and bullets, accelerating them to an unimaginable degree in a short period of time.

Finally, this power was completely exploded in the form of kinetic energy.

on the enemy.

Is this possible?

Now, as Huai Shi snaps his fingers again, the outline of the Spear of Compassion emerges among the stars. The solemn spear blade spins from the invisible restraint, throwing its twisted silhouette to the outside world, making it difficult to distinguish its state.

And in Huai Shi's hands, the lights of countless stars intertwined like strings.

Tight!

I don't know how many scholars were amazed by this change - after just a short time to get started, he had already figured out the most suitable application method for him.

With the blessing of laws from the field of physics, a structure comparable to an accelerator is created out of thin air.

After forging the sefirot into iron, use the whole of Zarathustra as a bow.

Use the spare buffer area specially set aside to accommodate all frameworks and laws as a space for acceleration, borrow the power of expansion and growth from the framework of the Great Mystery as a string, and after accumulating to the limit, release it instantly!

Now, the power of the stars in the sky rests on the spear.

The burning steel released a boundless light.

roar!

"Oh ho~"

In Shizui Pavilion, Tong Ji was in front of the TV, holding ice cream and raising her brows slightly.

The illegally modified antenna is continuously intercepting the survival institute's top-secret signals, transmitting the scene inside the chessboard to a huge screen.

Every detail is seen down to the last detail.

"Tsk tsk tsk, should I say it's luck or good understanding?"

Tong Ji bit her spoon and murmured softly: "Although I have been secretly cultivating him a long time ago, if I can learn how to use this method without a teacher... there is only one layer of window paper left before the end."

It seems to be happy, it seems to be emotional.

She said nothing more.

Holding a spoon in her mouth and humming a song, Tong Ji held her chin and looked at the side face on the screen.

A silent smile.

And just inside the chessboard, the bright light flew out again.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of miles have been covered.

It was easy to carve out a penetrating crack in Aleister's remains, just like being bombarded by a giant cannon, causing the rickety bones to usher in destruction!

At this moment, as Huai Shi's ten fingers stretched out, the stars in the sky were rotating, and the mighty roars came one after another, interweaving the lament of destruction.

With the infinite power from the Great Mystery.

Using the guidance of this free ride...the terrifying and destructive power above the electromagnetic gun continues to rain down from the sky!

Burning steel gathers into rain.

Sprinkling one after another.

Wherever he passed, not only the golden dawn, but also the rivers of blood and bone tunnels of the subjugated country, the clouds and storms of the Thunder Sea, and even the secret rituals constructed by the jesters all collapsed under the spears thrown from the present world.

But amidst the endless firepower, Aleister's body was constantly being reborn.

The scattered blood and bones seemed to be pulled by invisible forces, and no matter how massive the destruction was, they could not completely eradicate his existence.

But this tenacity caused a distant sneer to be heard in the wind.

"That's it? You went through all the trouble to change your body, but you ended up being a target?" Huai Shi asked curiously: "No, no, it's the Golden Dawn after all... come up with something real."

As the sharp blade penetrated, the old face appeared gloomy.

A hoarse voice sounded.

"How long are you going to watch the fun, Woodman!"

"...It doesn't matter how long you watch the excitement."

Woodman's joking voice sounded: "The key is who is unlucky, isn't it?"

Despite this, a huge wing still emerged out of thin air from under the haze of the sky and spread out. The gray mist gathered out of thin air and turned into jaw-droppingly wide wings, shrouding Aleister in them.

Thought of protection.

When all the flying lights fall from the sky, once they get close to the gray-black wings, they begin to slow down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's as if the space has been stretched endlessly...

In the end, during the invisible trek, it gradually lost the kinetic energy placed on it and burned silently.

The gray-black mist surged, revealing Woodman's face.

And the long black hair and eyes.

Wearing holy pure white robes, he is as solemn as a god.

But the smile was full of malice.

"Phew, I haven't appeared like this for a long time."

The solidified person raised his palm, looked at the five fingers, and sneered: "What is this, a portrait of his lifetime?"

Behind him, the mist behind him kept changing, constantly changing between wings, flames and even broken iron pieces, slowly unfolding, causing all things to flow under the gray wings.

"At least, I'm 'alive' for the time being."

He raised his head and took a deep breath of the long-lost air.

But in his heart, there is still the tearing pain like when he was dying. It has been engraved in his memory and soul and cannot be eliminated.

After a long absence, after seventy years, he appeared on the chessboard in the same posture as before his death.

The solidified person who was once killed by Russell himself was reborn again under the reproduction of the event record.

This is the Woodman who has never been reduced to a poison or a meme. He is the creator cultivated by the ideal country in the past, and he is also... a fifth-level ascender!

At this moment, under the huge gray wings, all kinetic energy was eliminated, whether it was the bombardment from Huaishi, the moonlight from the Pantheon in Rome, or even the pillar of fire shed from the solar calendar stone.

It is different from being closed like Bennett's Abyss Blockade, but full of dynamic movement, forming an invisible realm. The further inward, the slower things move, and in the end, they almost stagnate.

Just like that, looking coldly at the sword that was approaching him without limit, but unable to cross the final distance, Woodman snorted mockingly.

"After all, he's just a little clever guy who can't stand on the stage, that's all."

He stretched out his hand and casually defeated the burning Sword of Virtue into an empty shell with a single click. But before the smile even had time to spread, he saw the night sky that suddenly lit up.

And, the stars multiplied many times over!

Then, multiply again!

In the hands of Huaishi...

"Yeah?"

A distant greeting came from the wind, full of curiosity: "If that's the case, then if the number is a little larger... it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

At this moment, in Huai Shi's hands, countless iron lights jumped out continuously.

Relying on the terrifying productivity of the Great Mystery, a terrifying mass was formed without even having to do it himself.

Countless pieces of steel rose into the sky and burned, filling the sea of ​​stars with the glow of iron.

It illuminated Woodman's gradually stiffening smile.

Then, as Huai Shi pressed his five fingers, he generously sprinkled the earth and embraced all things.

To rebel against everything...

Cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!