Although the time seemed urgent, the gambler did not speak for a while.
There was a magical feeling in the darkness that he was smiling.
"I don't know," he said.
"you do not know?"
"Even among the martyrs, there is no telling where the limits of other martyrs are. What they will do."
came the unhurried voice of a professional gambler. "I know. You think I am also a martyr, so you think I can estimate the thoughts of warmongers."
"Indeed," Icha said.
"I see."
The gambler laughed loudly and clearly
"Every martyr is different. Because the Word is different. What he will do, I don't know.
In fact, we are the most incomprehensible to each other. Like going from one pole to another. I just know more. If I want to understand, I may not be as good as you.
To be honest, I don't even know what the Land Builder is going to do. "
"I thought you came here just to stop what she was doing." Yi Cha said, "Then you said you didn't know what she was going to do?"
"Yes," said the gambler, "I don't know. But I have to stop it."
Yi Cha paused for a while and said
"You're such a gambler."
"Of course," said the gambler, "when others think you're a gambler, you'd better be one."
"Oh," said Kircher.
His voice sounded regretful.
This is the result of angels again being unable to control their compassion. Yi Cha really didn’t know what to sympathize with at this time.
"But you just stopped us from going to the 'Lying Tower'." Yi Cha thought for a while and said, "Do you know the correct route?"
The appearance behind the End of the End outside - based on what they just saw, there was no "route" at all.
"I just know some of their habits." The gambler said, "The problem of thinking becomes a problem of behavior. The problem of behavior becomes a problem of probability."
That's not bad.
Yi Cha really likes this sentence.
If he were only fifty years old this year, maybe he would really say
"You're right. It seems we can get along well. Please join my cosmic knowledge sharing plan and let's build a new civilization together.
It will start when I collect enough knowledge from various civilizations, spread the correct ideas, and create enough soil for the growth of new civilizations. I'm just starting now.
The current progress is to study popular literary works of various civilizations. Anyway, please join me. "
But Yi Cha is four thousand years old, so he just asked
"According to your judgment, what is the most likely event?"
"It seems that this place has been transformed into a 'base' by warmongers."
The gambler replied, "Since it is a base, there must be a 'command'. He should be in the 'command' itself. Even if he is not there, there will be all the information that cannot be decentralized. We should go there first Go there."
Ouch.
Indescribably wonderful. Another point for professional gamblers.
Yi Cha thought he sounded very nice.
"priority". That's definitely a nice thing to say, but it's really hard to hear anyone say that in hell.
He began to feel that the "we are sincere partners" he proposed was no longer a hypocritical plan based on rights. Of course, maybe there is a certain causal relationship.
"It's too late to verify it after the 'Fantasy of the Last Home Star' is over." Yicha smiled at Ke Qier, "It seems we have a qualified leader."
"Okay. Let's go with you first." Yi Cha turned to the gambler.
Anyway, the "dark shadow of conspiracy" is what we are looking for. Although the "final home star fantasy" is undoubtedly their interest.
The "Lie Down Tower" is there. It won't run.
Right. He comforted himself.
"Where are you?" Ke Qier said suddenly.
"Huh?" Yi Cha agreed subconsciously.
"I'm not talking about you. Oops." Angel said.
"Me?" The professional gambler's voice sounded surprised.
There was silence for a moment.
The field of vision was pitch black - even if it wasn't, Yi Cha couldn't see what the two transparent figures were doing. For a moment there seemed to be a faint white light coming from somewhere.
The white light illusion generally goes out.
After a while, I heard the gambler say lightly, "Thank you."
"Oh." Yi Cha didn't ask more about what happened.
Angels have many tricks. Especially when they feel compassion.
Maybe Ke Qier just expressed encouragement.
"Although I can still maintain this small situation for a while. But I'd better save this strength for later."
The gambler chuckled softly. "Why don't we leave now."
"You can't see what I'm saying—"
As he continued, he felt the end of a rope thrust into his hand. "If you believe it, I can hold you."
"Of course I believe it. We are partners who treat each other with integrity." Yi Cha said casually.
"Yes." Ke Qier also said.
The gambler laughs. "I understand. Let's go."
"The gap." Icha said.
"The gap," said Kircher.
"Proof," said the gambler.
…
The darkness was wiped from their eyes.
The gambler took back the improvised rules scene, and the back side of the standing hook and the red continent reappeared.
I felt the invisible rope in my hand being gently pulled——
Yi Cha tightened the end of the rope, looked back at what might be the "lying tower", and flew in the direction indicated.
Desolate, bright red.
Everything looked peaceful.
Peace is only superficial when viewed from a distance.
In addition to the fissures that emit blunt red light with tracking energy, they continuously eject a large number of vertical tearing tridents (a concrete rule, no need to poke, light contact can make the recipient's skin and flesh open) The dense pit; the mucous membrane trap that almost made them shed their skin; the blood-unlocked, inverted pyramid-shaped, large and scary continuous mechanism...
Concentrating on it was quite relaxing. They passed one obstacle after another.
But no one felt happy.
The hope of victory, the reason for no compromise, and the reward of profit are all things that warmongers will put in your pocket when they are not careful.
By the time it starts exploding, it's too late.
When it explodes, it just explodes.
They passed through a pipe as thick as the crater, winding against the wind.
Are these things set up by warmongers? Yi Cha couldn't help but think.
Not only these hooks glowing with green light, but also those behemoths look so weird and creepy.
There were some splicing methods that he had never seen before - if they could not directly identify the general rules instead of drilling holes in the entity, they would not be able to pass at all.
In fact, it's strange that they even get through at all.
Will the warmongers let them through? He knew one hundred percent that they were coming. Both sides understand that the other side is up to no good.
"Proof," said the gambler.
At the same time, the rope in Yi Cha's hand was pulled.
Turn left. A little further up.
Turn left with Cha and fly upward.
There is a circular gate hanging alone in the sky. It was indeed in the air - the top, bottom, left, right, front and back of the door were empty, as if someone had forgotten to take the door with them when moving.
The door didn't even have a frame. It is not wrong to say that it is a fire ring without fire.
However, Cha knew very well that it must be the entrance to the so-called "Command Headquarters".
"Proof." He and Ke Qier replied. Follow the gambler and fly through the door.
