Chapter 698 Chapter 695 "The Puppet Master and the First Player."

   "What roasted sweet potatoes?" Ling Guang couldn't understand: "Get out of here!"

   He gave an order, and as soon as Yamada-cho took a few steps back, he couldn't resist Lin Guang's order.

"Lu Shu! Lu Shu, you are coming soon, have you been brainwashed Shubao! Shubao! I'll treat you to a tropical iced black tea, come back, Shubao-" Yamada couldn't help but pass by Yamada-cho. Stop shouting out loud.

   He really wanted to protect Su Mingan, but even if he lurked in the City of Gods for so long, he could only be the one protected by Su Mingan.

  The gap between them is already too big…

   "Shut up!!" Lin Guang shouted angrily, he grabbed Yamada-cho by the neck, but suddenly heard Su Ming'an's voice.

   "It's so noisy." Su Mingan opened his eyes, bloodshot in his eyes: "Stop killing people, Lin Guang, I'm annoyed every time I see you killing people."

  “…”

  Lin Guang let go of his hand, and Yamada-machi sat on the ground coughing.

   "Can you help me save someone, Lin Guang." Su Ming'an said.

"Of course, I promised you before that you can bring people with no more than three digits into the city of God." Lin Guang said immediately: "Have you already selected a candidate? Then I will take them back immediately, and then A nuclear explosion."

  Looking at Ling Guang's promise, Su Ming'an said, "A promise again? But your previous promise was not fulfilled. Kill Edward in one day."

Lin Guang's expression froze, and he remembered the long-standing promise: "That Edward was able to hide from the City of God's security system, which made him escape for so long... After the nuclear explosion, Edward will definitely die, and I will finish it. This promise."

  Su Ming'an: "But you didn't kill Edward in one day, you promised."

   "…it's really my problem, time has passed and I really didn't kill him in time. I'll make up for the mistake, as long as you don't stop me…"

  Su Ming'an: "You didn't kill Edward in one day."

  Lingguang: "Luvis, you just need to wait a little longer..."

  Su Ming'an: "You didn't kill Edward in one day."

  Lingguang: "Luvis..."

  Su Ming'an: "You didn't kill Edward."

  “…”

   At this moment, even Lin Guang's brain realized that Su Ming'an seemed to be playing tricks on him.

   In an instant, there was a "humming" sound in the corridor, footsteps sounded in unison, and hundreds of robots swarmed to surround Su Mingan from all sides, like a white city wall.

  Ling Guang turned around, and several metal fluid bodies condensed around his body, like armor arming his whole body.

   "Give me thirty minutes."

   After saying this, Lin Guang turned around, left the corridor, and disappeared.

  Su Mingan suddenly realized that Lin Guang really went to kill Edward.

   He just mentioned a few words casually, but he didn't expect that Lin Guang's mind would be so stubborn that he would actually make up for it himself because the promise was not fulfilled.

   "huh...huh..."

  Yamadachoichi sat on the ground panting, fingers covering his neck.

   "Yamada, how are you?" Su Mingan lowered his head and checked the wound on Yamada Choichi's neck.

  Yamada-cho had a lot of injuries on his body. He tried desperately to kill the players from the **** camp all the way before he finally caught up to the building and gave Su Mingan a wheelchair.

   "I...I'm fine." Yamada-machi gasped, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

   His eyelashes are very long and his facial features are soft, even if he wears a Lolita dress as a girl, he will not violate the harmony. His image in front of the audience has always been a bit delicate, and many people say that he is a "women's pervert" and "sissy".

However, tonight he used his scars and blood to prove that the so-called "masculine" does not need to use explosive muscles and a height of 1.9 meters to prove that he has the courage to not fear life and death for his teammates. Painful brawny players are a thousand times more "masculine".

   Even with his slender bones, his temperament is naturally soft and he speaks softly. When it's time to be tough, Yamada's eyes reveal more determination and coldness than anyone else.

   "I'm fine, don't worry about me." Yamada-cho took a breath.

   "The roasted sweet potato you just said..."

   "When Kaiusta first started, I mixed into the City of Gods and saw Lin Guang whose back was almost no different from Lu Shu. I almost smashed it with a bag of sweet potatoes..." Yamada Machichi said.

  Su Mingan sighed.

   "By the way, and Noel..." Yamada said.

  … Knoll?

  Su Mingan remembered that it should have been dozens of minutes ago that Red-Eyed Nuoer stopped them on the first floor. At that time, Tretia controlled the building system and took Su Mingan to escape alone, while Yamada Machiichi and Xiaobi stayed on the first floor to block Nuoer and others.

   But now, once Yamada-cho went upstairs, what about Nuoer and the others...?

   "Noel..." Su Mingan also realized this.

   He suddenly heard the wind behind him.

   "Whoosh—"

  He turned around—

   He saw a magician in the moonlight.

  Under the rippling moonlight on the upper floors, the blond boy stepped on a pitch-black crow and floated outside the glass on the 107th floor. The blond hair blends perfectly with the light, the transition bordered by a muted white, tousled yet supple, all the way to his collar.

   The flowing light and shadow are kissing the gorgeous sapphire on the shoulder of the teenager. He raised his hand and buckled the top hat covered with white roses, as if a magician whose performance was about to start. The sharp short blade in his hand was his rose branch.

   "Noel." Su Mingan called out his name.

  Noel raised his top hat, revealing blood-red eyes under his blond hair.

   He smiled slightly:

   "Hello, guests from the city of God from afar, the host here has left, I will take this opportunity to take you away."

   "Where are you taking me? Skinned?" Su Ming'an said.

  Violet and others have said before that Noel, who was invaded, had a brutal temperament and would skin and paint on people's bodies. Noel referred to the victims as his "guests" and brutally took their lives one by one.

   Now Noel has actually started to call him "guest".

   "Noel! You wake up! This is Su Ming'an!" Yamada Machi cried.

   "I'm not an idiot, and I haven't become a fool. Of course I know who Su Mingan is." Noel said, "Yamada, get out of the way, I'm not interested in you."

  Su Mingan raised his finger, he should have no problem with Noel.

   It's just that he wanted to go with Noel once, but Noel was invaded by Tawei, and his missionary aura might be able to save Noel and get some information.

   "Shhhhh!"

  Although Su Mingan wanted to leave, the surrounding robots would not let Noel rob people. In an instant, rays like an infrared net shot out densely, as if catching a white butterfly in the snow.

   "Boom-!!"

   A violent explosion swept across Su Ming'an's field of vision in an instant. The glass shattered inwards like a balloon, and several bloodstains appeared on Yamada Choichi's face. The wheelchair barrier lit up, and Su Mingan pulled him back to Yamada to prevent him from being hurt by the fire.

   "Boom-boom-boom-!"

   One after another blasting sound, the bloated humming fills the ears. The orange-red bomb as blazing as the sun exploded like a small ball. Su Mingan couldn't help but close his eyes. Even through his eyelids, he could feel the intense light pollution.

   Such a strong firepower... Noel can't break in...

   A hot wind passed by.

   "Hula-"

   He suddenly felt loose under his feet.

   A scorching gust of wind swept past his black hair, as if white feathers were flapping lightly.

   He opened his eyes, as if under the scorching fire that covered the world, Nuoer rushed through the defense line, picked up his wheelchair with one hand, cut through the fire, turned and rushed into the night—

  The artillery fire hummed, and Noel groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

   "Put him down!" Yamada Machiichi roared from behind.

   "Whoa!"

  Due to forcibly taking Su Mingan to break through the artillery blockade, Nuoer was dripping with blood, his exposed arm was riddled with holes, and bright red blood flowed out from his clothes, like a blood-stained white rose.

   He rolled his eyeballs with some pits and looked at Su Mingan, and at this moment there was a look that Su Mingan was familiar with.

  The halo of the explosion sprinkled down, and through the expanding smoke, even the edge of the blond boy's figure was a soft circle, with a little divine flavor.

   He was like a brilliant golden bird at this moment.

   Desperately rushing towards the dawn.

  Su Mingan even thought that Noel had not been invaded.

  ...but Noel's next sentence shattered his thoughts.

   "Guest." Noel said: "You are really rebellious, and I insisted that I invite you out with my own hands."

   The black crow raised its head and carried them headlong into the night, the buildings under their feet were as narrow as ants.

  Noel took Su Mingan away from the City of God, and no one knew where he was going. They were covered with a barrier like a silk net, and it was this prop that allowed them to pass through the imprisoned barrier of the City of God.

   "Noel. I've wanted to chat with you for a long time." Su Ming'an has begun to play the role of a missionary aura.

   "Perhaps, you should call me a puppet master. I prefer this code name given to me by the gods." Noel smiled.

   "Okay, puppet master." Su Ming'an said.

The word    was like a sharp knife slashing his throat.

   He knew that since he started with Noel this week, Yueyue is now lying on the edge of the blood pool, her whole body scorched, desperately waiting for death...

   Every time he decides to take on one side, the other side is doomed to a cruel and desperate ending.

   "Do you want to chat with me? Then we can chat about the idea of ​​the new world." Noel raised his hands.

   "I'm happy to accompany you." Su Mingan said.

  Before Knoll's action, they still existed for a period of peace.

"My philosophy is not to save all, but to survive the fittest - humans can have angel-like mechanical wings, fire-breathing eyes, and even skin can be transformed into mechanical exosomes...as long as their souls still belong They themselves, they are 'people' - they become stronger and this is an evolution.

   "I want to embrace higher dimensions and establish a new human being - children can be the representatives of the new human being, they are innocent, pure, and have not yet touched the ugliness of the world... I live with them day and night, and I know their temperament clearly..."

  Su Mingan lowered his eyelids slightly. Noel's view is very different from his own, and he himself wants to save as many people as possible. Noel, however, advocated leaving only a handful of people fit for survival in order to build a more fulfilling "new world".

   is really too crazy idealist... He can't agree with it.

   But he doesn't know if Noel really thinks so, after all, people's real thoughts cannot be exported.

   He could only remain silent.

   "Guest, what do you think?" Noel lowered his head and leaned over.

   His sharp knife was directly above Su Ming'an's head, and the dense silk threads were wrapped around the wheelchair like a spider web, implicated in Su Ming'an's five fingers.

   "Perhaps, you should call me the first player. I prefer this name." Su Mingan leaned back in the chair and stared at Nuoer's blood-red eyes: "Can you? Puppet master."

  Noel smiled slightly, his expression stiff:

   "…Okay, first player."

  The night scene of the city and the battlefield flew by, and the gorgeous fireworks were flush with them.

   "Sigh—!"

   At this moment, the splendid fireworks exploded on the side of the black crow, so close to them, Noel's dazzling blonde hair was almost smudged into the same color, like a flowing gold texture.

   "...then happy new year, first player."

  Noel emphasized his tone.

   He looked at the brilliant fireworks and suddenly said something inexplicable:

   "This time, it's my turn."

   (end of this chapter)