Each major level will have a theme and what results are required to win.
Is this the ultimate?
Once completed, can we return to the human world?
Cheng Qianxun took a deep breath and stretched out her hand.
Although she tried to stay calm, her fingers were still trembling slightly.
This time it was not only a bet between two gods, but she also blocked her own life.
If she won, she would be reborn and receive a huge reward; if she lost, the price might be a tragic death.
When her fingers touched the shiny box made of gold and silver, the shell of the box suddenly turned into gold and silver powder.
She was startled, but she did not flinch and still stood there.
The gold and silver powder gleamed with light, like the star tail trailing behind the elf and fairy, floating on the ground like a dream, and a piece of text displayed by the light inside was revealed.
The words shine like gold, are very clear, and are as beautiful as a handwritten signature.
This is the last level.
Everyone opens their eyes and watches carefully.
Cheng Qianxun stared at it for a long time before looking up, looking confused: "What is it writing?
I don't understand Latin."
Satan and the steward laughed next to him.
Michael looked up at Hades and said slowly: "It's English."
Probably in order for the winner to understand, the English language that the winner knows the most was specially selected.
Thinking about it, the winner must not only be very capable, but also have a very high IQ.
Even if it is not a country where English is commonly spoken, he should understand it.
But in the end, he still said he didn’t know it.
Cheng Qianxun could only recognize three out of ten English words, and relied on dictionaries and translation software for the rest.
He would rather pretend to be stupid and say he didn't know.
Michael still looked at Pluto: "Read it" Cheng Qianxun took the lead and said: "Whoever wrote it will read it.
If I understand it wrong, don't say that others read it wrong."
As long as there is a loophole to find, even if it is only as big as the tip of a needle, we must try our best to get in.
So Michael began to read, very short, just one sentence: "Pierce the blade of enlightenment into the body of Lucifer, the King of Hades."
"The Blade of Enlightenment". . .
"Piercing into Lucifer, the King of Hades." . .
Cheng Qianxun was stunned.
After Michael finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a short sword appeared in the air above his palm.
With just a slight push from his palm, the sword flew towards Cheng Qianxun and stopped in front of her.
The sword is about one foot long and has a silver handle.
The blade of the sword is indeed crystal clear like transparent crystal.
She had never seen such a sword before.
She subconsciously raised her hand, grasped the sword handle, and the sword fell into her hand.
As soon as she held it in her hand, Cheng Qianxun felt the power transfer from the sword to her hand and then flowed into her entire body.
She was surprised to see the blade of enlightenment reflecting the silver light on the sword.
"Pierce the sword into Lucifer, the king of Hades, and you will win."
Michael looked down at her: "With the magic power of the underworld and this specially tempered sword, it shouldn't be difficult."
The opponent in the last level turned out to be Hades.
Cheng Qianxun looked at the sword in his hand.
He looked up at Pluto again, feeling a little at a loss.
She murmured blankly: "What if I can't do it?"
"Then the next sentence is directed at Pluto."
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Although Michael was sanctimonious, he always felt a bit cunning: "It says: Or Pluto Lucifer kills the other party."
If you can't do it, you will die.
This is true in the underworld, and it is also true in the heaven.
It's simply a death game.
Either she thrust her sword into Hades, or she died. . .
Slowly, penetrate into Hades.
Cheng Qianxun looked sideways, where three teammates were making various exaggerated movements and seemed to be shouting.
Obviously, what they said could not be heard here; but everything that happened here, they could not hear. can hear.
Sneijder raised and patted his forearms, while Gordon patted his thighs.
Rudolph, on the other hand, patted his side. . .
The idea is the same as hers, since it is to penetrate into Pluto's body, then it only needs to be penetrated.
As for where it is not required, it can be a hand, a leg or a foot.
Michael also expressed that this idea is correct: "Just pierce it, your ability is not weak anymore..."
It's really not weak anymore.
Pluto's strength is unpredictable, but if you use quick attacks, detours, and risk everything to strike him with a sword, it will be all over if the wings and calves are not the most vulnerable parts.
But she couldn't do anything to hurt Hades.
Something feels wrong.
With a backhand, she turned the sword behind her and asked Pluto: "I'm sorry, I'd better just open the passage and walk away.
Please don't break your promise and resurrect my three teammates."
Pluto stood there silently, but Michael whispered with contempt: "Don't you understand yet, or Pluto Lucifer will kill the other party.
If you can't do that, just wait to die."
Cheng Qianxun gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, turning her head to one side.
If she did not hurt Pluto, her life would not be saved.
This law had already stipulated everything.
She suddenly became furious, turned around, raised her sword, pointed the transparent and sharp blade at Michael, and cursed angrily: "Is this the heaven?
The behavior is like the underworld, driving people to death.
Why do you have to use this broken sword?"
Pierce into Pluto's body, you should explain it clearly."
Michael didn't even look at her and wrote lightly: "You don't need to know."
The contemptuous attitude made Cheng Qianxun even more furious, and he asked aggressively: "Why don't you know that every pass in the underworld, no matter how difficult it is, will be told to us as long as we ask.
Is the heaven not as good as the underworld?
According to what you said , my ability is not weak anymore, don’t force me to do the opposite.”
Michael was finally moved and lowered his head: "It's the other way around...what do you want to do?"
A seraph, or archangel, who is more than three meters tall, looked with such questioning contempt, ordinary mortals would have knelt down and repented with tears.
But Cheng Qianxun's face was ashen, and he raised his sword high and pointed it directly at his face.
With a strong and uncompromising look that was inconsistent with his figure, he said resolutely: "I am a mortal and a woman, but I also have self-esteem and dignity."
I'm a human being.
If you make me angry, try it on you first.
If I can't even hit you, let alone Pluto."
"Answer my question and tell me what's going on with this sword.
Otherwise, I'll try the sword on you first.
If I can't stab you, let Pluto kill me."
She roared violently, spitting out the dissatisfaction in her heart, what god?
Gambling, to hell with it "Okay!"
It was like a cry from outside broke through the barrier and came in.
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Michael, Pluto, and Cheng Qianxun turned their heads at the same time, and saw the group of Satan managers all with their mouths open, patting the chair handles or their own thighs and cheering wildly.
He was as excited as if he were at a carnival.
As for the little lolita-like Asais, he had no time to applaud the other managers.
He stood pitifully under the handle of the chair, standing on tiptoes, raising his arms high, and holding the handle of the chair hard, for fear of being slapped off by Master Abaddon again. money.
Obviously Cheng Qianxun was so happy to hear what he said.
A mortal, and a woman who was the most disliked person, who even rolled to the side or behind while worshiping and crying at holy relics, dared to point a sword at Michael and provoke him. .
This made the Satans who had long been dissatisfied with the heavens get angry.
The holy light all over Michael's body suddenly turned red, and his handsome face was also as red as a volcano erupting, as if he was still trying to stay calm: "Mortal, you are too arrogant, don't think that I can't kill you."
"Wrong answer?"
Cheng Qianxun's anger suddenly exploded.
She kicked her feet, her body suddenly jumped up, she raised her sword and charged forward with a fierce attack.
If you want to be arrogant, be arrogant.
She's had enough.
She doesn't want to serve the people of heaven with trepidation anymore like she's coaxing and holding up Satan.
What does heaven mean?
It was the underworld that gave her life, not heaven.
If I die, I would rather die more vigorously.
"Oh!"
The Satans all stood up, flashed to the barrier, and pushed the three teammates behind.
They were stomping, shouting, and waving various arms in excitement.
Mammon and Asmon Tice kept whistling.
The scene was spectacular and a little funny.
Several stewards squatting or standing behind began to place their bets.
The underworld strives to destroy people tirelessly and seize every opportunity to do evil.
"Hey" Michael pulled out a golden sword from nowhere.
The sword was forged according to his figure, and its length was equivalent to Cheng Qianxun's entire height.
Michael's whole body glowed with blood red light, as if his whole body was burning with fire, and his handsome face was full of anger.
He holds the sword in one hand and floats in the air, ready to defend against intruders and launch attacks at any time. . .
Is this what the legendary Seraph looks like when he's angry?
When Cheng Qianxun's body flew into the air, it suddenly stopped, unable to move, and then slowly floated back to the original place.
What's going on?
She turned her head and looked sideways, and Pluto slowly lowered one of his hands. . .
The red light around Michael slowly faded and turned into silver holy light.
Cheng Qianxun understood.
Now he calmed down and thought about it carefully.
Pluto must have judged that she couldn't beat Michael with the sword, so he stopped her.
She was impulsive just now, but she was really anxious and annoyed, so she simply attacked quickly.
"Use the Holy Sword of Heaven to deal with mortals."
Pluto spoke, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "I think highly of her."
The anger on Michael's handsome face had not completely subsided, and his face was gleaming red.
He asked slyly: "Are you a mortal standing here?"
Pluto turned to look down at Cheng Qianxun, and said in a gentle and calm voice: "The sword in your hand is specially made for me for a thousand years.
I rebelled against the heaven and fell to the underworld.
The heaven thought that evil and pride had taken over my soul.
As long as this sword is inserted into my body, it will purify my soul, make me forget everything after the war in heaven, and become the former archangel Lucifer."
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"What's wrong with being able to return to heaven?"
Michael suddenly softened his attitude and said in a persuasive tone: "Brother, go back to heaven.
We are all willing for you to go back.
You and I will become an archangel and enjoy it in the temple.
Glory and the admiration of the world, how wonderful it is.”
Hades asked, "What shall I do with my men?"
Michael didn't say anything.
The heaven only wanted Lucifer, the most dazzling Venus in the past.
He didn't say he wanted other demons and monsters.
There were six Satans alone, and there were seventy-two demon kings and nobles.
The big and small devils were even more difficult to count.
It was impossible.
Erase memories one by one.
Pluto remained silent, and the silence at this time did not mean acquiescence.
He finally slowly said something he had said before, and it was the most familiar one: "I would rather be a king in hell than a slave in heaven
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