I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

"You don't need to know that."

"Maybe, but if you want to hide it no matter what, then I have to stop from this matter."

"If you leave the meeting like this, you will be punished."

"I'm mentally prepared. I can't let my members take risks just based on that kind of uncertain explanation."

In the breathless silence, Rentaro was the only one staring at Kisara's firm expression with some surprise.

When she was on the road, she said that she could not refuse the government's commission...

Just when Rentaro felt that he had to say something and was about to speak, there was a burst of laughter that resounded throughout the room.

"who?!"

"it's me."

Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on the owner of the voice.

A strange man wearing a mask, a tall hat, and a tuxedo put his feet on the table and sat calmly in the empty seat just now. That was the seat of President Ose, the only absentee at this meeting.

The sudden appearance of the masked man caused the president sitting on both sides of him to scream loudly and roll down from his chair.

Rentaro knows this person, more than just...

The man sneered, then straightened up strangely from his chair and stood in the center of the table, face to face with the Holy Emperor.

"Say your name..."

"excuse me."

The man took off his tall hat and bowed deeply.

"My name is Zhizi, Zhizi Yingyin. When we first met, the incompetent country

His Highness the head of the family. To put it bluntly, I am your enemy. "

The chill that crept up his spine made Rentaro subconsciously draw his pistol.

The head of the man who called himself Yingyin suddenly turned in the direction of Rentaro.

"Haha, are you okay, Satomi-san?"

"Where did you come in from?"

"Of course I walked in from the front door in a dignified manner, but annoying flies rushed up, so I killed a few. Oh, by the way, the timing is perfect, let me introduce my partner to you." Zhizi Yingyin He waved to the side, "Hina-chan, come here."

"Yes, Dad."

Before everyone could turn around, a girl walked past Rentaro and Kisara. Rentaro suddenly felt the hairs on his neck stand up.

When did she appear behind her?

The girl had short wavy hair and was wearing a cute dress with lace. Two swords with scabbards crossed behind her waist were fixed on her back, and blood was still dripping from the tip of the sword.

"Hey~" The girl put her hands on the edge of the table, raised her legs and climbed up behind the table with difficulty, ran to Zhizi Yingyin's side, pulled up her skirt and saluted.

"My name is Hiroko Kohina, and I am ten years old."

“She was my starter and my daughter.”

The starter? Is this man a policeman? Rentaro narrowed his eyes dangerously and slowly protected Kisara behind him.

Kohina tilted her head with a sleepy look, looked around, and after a while, she cautiously pulled off the corner of Hiroko Yingyin's clothes.

"Dad, everyone is looking at us. I feel so embarrassed... Can I kill them? And that guy is pointing a gun at us. Can I kill him?"

"Be good, you can't cut yet, please be patient."

"Oh...Dad~"

Kohina shook her body in a coquettish tone and lowered her head in dissatisfaction.

The line of sight was directed outward through the glass window behind Zhizi Yingyin. On the roof of the building where only slight black spots could be seen in the distance, Cheng Rang was standing with one foot on the edge of the building, gazing intently at the scene in the government building in the distance. .

Leticia sat next to him, her legs dangling slightly on the edge of the building, her long silver hair tied into a single ponytail dancing wildly with the oncoming wind.

There was a diamond-shaped body covered with golden spells floating in the palm of her hand, from which came the conversation of everyone in the building, "It turns out that guy's name is Zhizi Yingyin, and he has a pretty cute daughter."

Cheng Rang said: "I bet you 50 cents that little Bina is not Yingyin's biological child."

"What's the point of gambling..."

"It's just to pass the time. It's really boring to just watch from a distance."

Leticia closed her eyes and sighed helplessly, "Then you can ask him yourself later. He might be considered a strange person."

"How does he look like a normal person when he looks like he wants to destroy the world? Doesn't he have the same interests as mine?" Cheng Rang's mouth was brightly raised, and the smile on his face was obviously warm, but it made Leticia feel a chill down her spine. .

She immediately grabbed Cheng Rang's hand tightly and warned in a serious tone: "Absolutely no killing!"

But such a warning seemed to have no effect at all. Leticia could only take a step back: "At least, you can't kill people with your own hands in this world... Just leave it all to me."

Malice that does not belong to him is surging crazily in his body, violently colliding with Leticia's restraints, trying to pursue the other half that should have been combined into one but was forcibly separated. The [body] that is so close at hand makes She couldn't help but turn pale.

"Procedure!!"

Leticia's cry suddenly made Cheng Rang tremble. He immediately shook off Leticia's hand and retreated from the edge of the building, even staggering several times and sitting on the ground.

Cheng Rang stared at his trembling hands and laughed at himself in a relaxed tone: "Huh, this thing is really deadly."

Without the help of the system, am I really that miserable?

To paraphrase Leticia's words - if a person who uses a human body to reach the gods is unwilling to give up the [human] part, he will inevitably suffer disaster.

Gods do not cry. They have no emotions and regard all things as stupid dogs. That is to say, treat everyone equally and let nature take its course without any self-interference.

Don't change the destiny of anything.

Just like the person you love will die, she is destined to die, and no one can save her.

Changing anyone's destiny comes at a huge cost.

And it seems that the system that allows one to travel across the world can exclude all the "prices" that should be paid, and it cannot affect Cheng Rang's identity as a player in the slightest.

The same goes for negative emotions. Even if those monstrous waves of darkness can crush oneself in the blink of an eye, it is just something similar to memory.

As before, although the sensory system thing has been disgusting me, it always seems to have a well-intentioned meaning behind it.

When changing certain fates, it seems that the system has given itself a warning.

Cheng Rang simply sat on the ground and couldn't get up. He crossed his legs, propped up his chin and murmured: "It feels like when you have reached a certain level of cultivation and strength, God won't let you live. Or let you make the necessary choices..."

Give up your identity as a human being and become a god completely, or let yourself be entangled in the cause and effect of the world and experience the seven emotions and six desires that are still alive in this world.

It’s better to call it inner demon, but

Which price is better after changing your destiny?

Within the system is the game.

It was he who handed over the chess pieces of the human race to Rick and Hubie who were supposed to die. If the game continues, as long as you work hard, you will be rewarded. As long as you have the opportunity to challenge next time, you will definitely win.

And outside the system...

It is a world that has been severely run over by the gear called fate, and is tightly integrated and cannot be dislocated.

God is the one who turns the gears.

Cheng Rang himself was the one who crushed the gears of fate and decided to draw his sword to declare war on the gods - a fool.

"Referred to as a fool." Leticia turned around and came to Cheng Rang, and scolded the guy in front of her in a simple and clear sentence without any hesitation: "A hopeless fool who makes himself suffer for the happiness of others. You don’t pursue the rewards you deserve, you do whatever you want without thinking about it, you think you are so powerful that you don’t even have to think about the consequences, and you still want me to wipe your ass—”

"Hey! Watch your words and actions, little sister Leticia."

The finger on her lips blocked Leticia's next words. Cheng Rang smiled in that heartless manner again and said, "Hehe, I'm happy to."

"...I really can't do anything about you. How else can I describe you now besides being crazy?"

Cheng Rang thought for a moment, then tilted his head——

"Onii-chan?"

"..."

Leticia thought to herself that this guy seemed completely hopeless.

Chapter 51: Seal Designated Objects

But at this moment, people in the conference room did not know that a person even more unstable than the masked man in front of them was sitting on the roof of the building a thousand meters away, watching here.

"What's your business?"

Zhizi Yingyin made an exaggerated bow to the girl on the screen, and then said: "I came here to say hello today. I want to tell you that I also want to sign up for this competition."

"Sign up? What do you mean?"

"I mean, we're going to get 'Legacy of the Seven Stars.'"

The moment he heard this word, Sheng Tianzi closed his eyes tightly as if his heart had died.

"The legacy of the Seven Stars, what is that?"

"Oh my, you were almost voluntarily accepted into the commission without knowing it. How pitiful. That's what you call the contents of the suitcase."

Rentaro suddenly recalled something: "Yesterday you were in that room thinking -"

"Well, that's right. I also traced the source of the infection to that room, but the guy I was looking for disappeared somewhere. When I was wandering around inside, the police broke in through the window and scared me. So Just kill them. Hehehe~"

Rentaro felt a sense of disgust towards Kageyin, who was holding down his mask and laughing from the depths of his throat.

"asshole...."

Yingyin stretched out his arms and said in a declarative tone: "Gentlemen, let's confirm the rules of the game. You and I will compete to find the source of infection first and get the inheritance of the Seven Stars."

"The legacy of the Seven Stars may have been involved in the body of the archagulam, so if you want to get it, you only need to kill the source of infection. The bet is your lives, how about this?"

A low voice came from across the table, it was General Ixiong holding a giant sword and wearing a skull mask.

"They don't say anything, but you are just talking nonsense. It's annoying to me. All in all, as long as you die here, everything will be fine, right?"

As soon as the general's figure disappeared, he crashed into Ying Yin's arms in the next moment. The huge sword behind him was waving with the sound of wind, flashing deep purple reflection.

"Turn into meat, you guy!"

"oh?"

The angle and timing of the giant sword swing are the best. The opponent has entered the killing distance from which he cannot escape. Now he is finished!

Just when I was thinking about this, a violent banging sound and vibration came. The next scene was that the giant sword in the hands of the supervisor was knocked aside, leaving only the figure waving his arms empty with an expression of disbelief. Standing there.

"What....?!"

"what a pity."

Although it was only for a moment, Rentaro saw a bluish-white phosphorescence burst out between the sword of the general and Yin Yin.

"Prisoner, please step aside!"

The general who instantly understood Mishima's intention to shout immediately jumped back hard and stepped back from the table.

All the other presidents and promoters who saw this opportunity pulled out their pistols and pulled the triggers together. The same goes for Rentaro and Kizara next to him.

Deafening gunfire and gunfire from all directions, accompanied by the sound of gold and iron twisting again, this time a more obvious blue-white phosphorescence can be seen.

It is a hemispherical protective wall.

The pistol bullets all stopped outside the spherical protective wall around Ying Yin as if they were shot into static time and space, and then reflected violently.

Golden bullet marks were scattered around with a harsh sound, and the glass crafts, hanging paintings in the room, tables and chairs were shot into thousands of holes.

Of course, there are people.

When everyone's weapons ran out of bullets and the last mechanical sound of the receiver ejected, the room was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke.

There was a deathly silence, leaving only the uncontrollable whispers of the people hit by the ricocheting bullets.

A slight ringing in the ears echoed through the skull, making the remaining people around him turn pale.

"How...how could this happen?"

Zhiziyingyin opened his arms calmly.