"……Feel sorry."
"What are you sorry for? It's not a game that you have to win. If it weren't for that little girl Mengzhu who inexplicably wanted to grab the prize money from the qualifiers, I wouldn't have been working so hard until now..."
"...Really? Not for other reasons?"
"What other reasons could there be?"
"I heard that you had a conflict with that woman before when you were in the competition uniform..."
"...It's just a customary quarrel with no explanation. I don't even know what she wants to do now..."
"The Chu family seems to have had some problems recently. Many families have received invitations from them. Free Flying and Chu Mingqing, who is behind him, seem to rarely appear at the front desk of Wings of Freedom. It seems that they have been deprived of something..."
"...What, they want to upgrade? Just rely on the results of this competition?"
The players in the arena were still amidst the intermittent sounds of roaring mountains and tsunami, and the people standing on the beach were half-jokingly talking about content that seemed to have nothing to do with the game, regardless of the deepening night of the server, and Ruoyou Ruowu was squatting nearby some malicious players: "No matter how stupid the head of the family is, I'm afraid he won't be reduced to handing over his power in this way, right? Is it the woman's method, or is it behind the scenes? Who else is adding fuel to the fire?”
"Smart." The man in the trench coat who answered him finally regained his calm expression: "Based on my observation of the current situation of that family... both are possible."
"...That stupid woman, doesn't she realize that this is happening?"
"She is already on the weak side, so she has to do this if she wants to get to the top."
At the same time, facing the sea under the setting sun, Huanmeng replied without turning his head: "What's more...how do you know that she is not one of those being controlled?"
"..."
"The free world has become a weapon in the eyes of many big families, because it has become another world full of power."
The corner of his eyes lingered on Duan Qing, who was silent, and Huanmeng sighed again: "Without the support of the family forces behind you, your personal energy will not be able to go far after all, whether it is you or her, sooner or later Everyone will encounter this problem. Our Miss Chu finally chose to succumb. As for you..."
"...I won't fight for hegemony in this world."
"But you left such an impression on them."
Pointing to the arena behind him without looking back, Huan Meng replied in a low voice: "Don't talk about this competition, the previous Battle of Fenghua Town, the Battle of Liberty City, and the earlier Tania Battle... The title of the 'Uncrowned King' of yours has probably been spread among professional players for a long time. You must know that the UEFA Cup final happened to be in that scene randomly. In the end, they didn't achieve what you are like. Everything the military has done..."
"Reputation, equipment, huge resources comparable to the value of these, and more and more supporters... the wealth behind these things, you, the former leader of Cruhid, don't know, right?" He twisted. He smiled, but the smile was full of sarcasm: "Even if it is to prevent the recurrence of the situation three years ago... this reason is enough for them to take action."
"...That shouldn't be Chu Lingbing." Duan Qing, who was silent for a while, finally shook his head: "She...she doesn't even understand anything..."
"She may know something, but God knows what the inside story is?" Huanmeng spread his hands in vain: "Even if she doesn't know anything, what are you going to do?"
"..."
"See, that's what you look like."
Pointing at Duan Qing's head, Huanmeng sighed again: "Since meeting you again, you have become so indecisive. You neither intend to move forward nor to retreat. When I first heard that you were participating in the competition, , I thought you had already made up your mind to take action, but now...you are turning a deaf ear to everything that is happening around you."
"...So I said it's none of your business." Duan Qing's face was hidden in the shadow of himself still facing the sea: "Of course I have my own plan, but the time has not come yet."
"You don't want the little ones around you to suffer the same pain as they did three years ago, right?" So Huanmeng took two more steps forward: "Speak out, and at least the brothers will help you fight."
"...Forget it, no need."
Duan Qing opened his mouth helplessly, but finally swallowed back what he wanted to say: "It's just the right time, and you and I are doing our best. If a person who has already been buried still wants to make trouble and change his fate, if……"
"Trying not to cause trouble to other people is the noblest virtue."
The soundless silence once again occupied the surrounding air, gradually dissipating as the two people looked at each other. Huan Meng, who crossed his arms and took a few steps back, then pushed his hands and gave up the idea of continuing to persuade: "Shangrishe, Room 283... If you change your mind, just go to that place and find me."
"..."
"Okay, let's talk about something lighter."
Looking at the other party's face that became silent again, Huanmeng raised the corners of his mouth: "Do you have any other opinions about the game just now?"
"...
"You can't blame us for this. After all, we still have Iron Ambition." Huanmeng couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Since the failure of the last League Cup, he has turned to defense and plans to stay in the team from now on. It's like being a tank."
"That guy..."
"Oh, I forgot that you still have some friendship between you."
As if she had mentioned something concerning, Huanmeng turned her eyes again: "You met in Novice Village, right?"
"Yes, I met him who just deleted his account and started training again." Duan Qing also showed a recalling expression: "There are also those two guys named Mi Zitou and Ye Lin, although they later formed some grudges... "
"If it hadn't been for what happened on Falling Star Mountain, I wouldn't have found out about you." Huanmeng smiled and shook his head: "Our meeting might have been delayed for a long time."
"That's what I mean by fate." Duan Qing also sighed and said: "Although based on my own thoughts, I really don't want to see you."
"……snort."
With a deliberate snort in his nose, Huanmeng finally put away his joking expression: "No wonder Yelin and the others are looking forward to defeating you every day. You really deserve to be hacked to death."
"Both each other." Duan Qing shook his head in vain; "Fu Lei actually chopped me first, and she was really blind."
"It's not your rock that's causing the trouble." As if mentioning something outrageous, the man in the trench coat jumped over with a loud shout: "Where did your rock come from? People have identified us as enemies at a glance. Got it!"
"A follower gave it to me." Duan Qing replied perfunctorily: "As for why this happened... I still want to go back and ask her."
"...You see, this is your inherent attribute."
Putting on a helpless look again, Huan Meng turned around with a smile: "No matter which game you go to, you will automatically bring trouble to yourself..."
"That's because I usually explore a lot of places." Duan Qing waved his hand nonchalantly: "Everyone is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a treasure... If you don't have the same great ability, don't envy my wonderful life."
"I'm not envious at all. I don't want to have my head cut off by Emperor Frey's sword." Zuo Shi once again laughed at the opponent's final fate, and Huan Meng sighed as if he remembered something: "But... that The founder of the Fleur Empire is indeed a powerful warrior whose strength is unmatched."
"...No, she is not a swordsman."
Duan Qing, who came to a completely different conclusion than the other party, gradually folded his arms while looking at the sea: "She should be a magician."
"...Oh? Why do you see it?"
"The scene of fighting with countless stone bullets, and the sword that cut off the purple fireball at the beginning... To achieve those things, the swordsman's ability alone cannot be achieved."
The last few scenes he saw in the previous game were replayed in front of his eyes, and Duan Qing replied in a low voice: "The later stages of the game Free World may allow player swordsmen to learn skills like 'Demon Slayer', but That kind of skill can only dispel magic. If you want to split a magic into two complete halves while maintaining stability... it is difficult to rely solely on physical means."
"So... she should be a magician?" Following the other party's inference, Huan Meng said with a hint of confusion: "Only a magician who has enough knowledge of magic can achieve her fighting style... right? ?”
"Swordsmen who use magic to fight have appeared in the free world. We generally call them magic swordsmen." Duan Qing's eyes showed a deep look: "But if a magician is practicing in the process of If you gradually start to master the swordsmanship... what will be the final effect?"
"..."
"Currently, there are still too few magicians among our players, and the samples derived from them are also extremely insufficient."
Glancing in the direction where the other party gradually fell silent, Duan Qing said his final words: "But..."
"Given time, there will definitely be a figure like Emperor Frey between us."
The same discussion also appeared in the fighting arena in the distance where competitions and battles were still going on. The seats were filled with ordinary players and professional players. However, what they were thinking of was far less than what Duan Qing was talking about. Far-reaching - just the melon-eaters who were watching the excitement were amazed by the stunning performance of the figure with a very high historical status, while the professional players who had some thoughts were discussing the strength shown by the bloody woman. Geometry, more or less mixed with some excavation of some clues shown in the final scene, and discussion of the strength of the two teams in that game: "Emperor Frey has indeed set foot in Zaraha City. "
"Emperor Frey was the one who later ruled the entire Free Continent. Of course she set foot on every inch of this world."
"The dark shadow that appeared at the end...is it the City in the Sky?"
"It should be so. I remember its name is Metatron. When the search for Sky City was very popular, these four words were also circulated among players for a long time..."
"In other words... the Sky City is a product of the ancient magic empire? Emperor Frey once had a head-on battle with the Sky City?"
"Nonsense, how can a city fly in the sky without the magic level of the ancient magic empire? As for whether Emperor Frey actually defeated it... I hope not."
"Yes, if it has really been destroyed, wouldn't our previous search have been in vain?"
"No, I just hope that it is still a virgin land. If someone really occupied it... we probably won't be able to take advantage of it."
As time went by, countless discussions from players began to appear in the audience more and more frequently, making the humming above the arena louder and louder, and the audience's attention also spread with these whispers. , stuck in the scenes of the previous "Road to the Stars Rally". The content of the game that is being played at this time is like an abandoned orphan, playing by itself in the center of the arena without anyone paying attention, and the content played on it is actually completely incapable of attracting other spectators. The enthusiasm of the readers.
Because this is a game with great disparity in strength and no suspense.
"Wahahahaha! You weaklings!"
After slashing the second-to-last living enemy with one sword, Liangchen Meiyu, who was standing on the spot, couldn't help laughing out loud: "Such a vulnerable strength... Are you really a guild that has entered the top eight of the alliance? "
"...Don't be complacent, you bastards."
Looking at the strongest combat power of the two Wings of Freedom who were still alive in front of him, Lou Tingyu, who was the only survivor on Tingyulou's side, covered the injury on his shoulder and stepped back: "I am the one who amazes Fengyun in the alliance. At that time, guys like you weren't even born yet."
"Oh? Let's see who is the loser now?"
Quickly approaching the opponent's position, the smile on Liangchen Meiyu's face gradually became distorted: "If we hadn't fallen into the trap of the landslide, none of us would have died, but now...it's your fault... You’ve paid the price.”
"You, you wait."
As if giving up the last resistance, Lou Tingyu let go of the long sword that had been hanging under his injured arm: "We will fight back from the loser group, and then..."
Pfft.
The sound of the long sword piercing the body then echoed among the rocks in this wilderness. At the same time, there was an icy wind that suddenly blew through the mountain stream. However, it was not only the buildings that were penetrated by this icy breath. Tingyu's chest, and the ferocious smile that gradually solidified on Liangchen Meiyu's face.
