MTL - I Can Extract My Identity and Join the Death Game-Chapter 279

"It now seems that my father's disguise and studies have been very successful over the years. At least he has deceived you, the apostle, and it is worthwhile."

"So, what is the effect of this divine right?"

Zhao Yesui didn't seem to be at all afraid of the divine power in Lingqianshan's hands that could smash him into scum. He just asked curiously, "Beat the sky? Try to fight with the sky?"

"Well, if it sounds good, it's called Bo Tian, ​​and if it sounds bad, it's called "Bat Life," or, in other words, gambling."

Ling Qianshan smiled and said, "Father has always been just a gambler."

"Faced with the solicitation of the **** of death, he chose to gamble, betting that he could find a balance and let himself go through the long accumulation period; in the face of the questioning of the army **** of Qin, he chose to take a gamble. , betting that he can make Ye Chusheng believe his words and solve the troubles left by the last gambling; facing the huge opportunity hidden in the dream of the dream god, he chose to gamble and bet that he could win In the end, I won the fate strategy game..."

"How could he be involved in a conspiracy like this?"

"So, Lord Apostle, your speculation is indeed reasonable, but there are two variables. One is that your father is not the **** of conspiracy you imagined."

"A person who makes a living by playing with conspiracy, in the face of possible variables, will of course choose to obliterate it, but what if he is a gambler?"

"For a gambler, a variable other than fate, of course, will make him want to bet on chips."

"So, is the other variable you are?" Zhao Yesui listened to Ling Qianshan's self-report quietly, and played the role of holding the pinch at the right time: "You should show your own value, right? Only valuable things can It's worth putting a gambler on, and something that has no value is thrown away without hesitation."

"Yes."

Ling Qianshan's smile remained unchanged, and she said calmly, "As a child of a **** and a king, of course I also have my strengths."

"Born to know... Is that how you should describe it?"

"When I was born, it was not my mother's warm embrace that greeted me, but in the midst of the ice and snow, my father with a cold expression cut me out of my mother's arms, intending to erase my soul, The timing brought him into my body."

"Even when I was just born, my instinctive desire for life still made me subconsciously ask my father for mercy."

"He seemed surprised, and I did my best to show him my worth, my innate ingenuity, great psionic talent, and a bit of luck that my father decided to save my life and bet on me. "

"So, I can live to this day."

"It sounds like an unforgettable hatred..." Zhao Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "In this case, you should grow up to be a filial and filial daughter, right? Could it be Stockholm Syndrome? You're in love with this kind of death?"

"Speaking of the Apostle, you may not believe it, but I should have some kind of affection for my father."

Ling Qianshan shrugged and said with a smile: "People often say that there is no reason for parents to love their children... Unfortunately, I did not feel the slightest affection from my mother, father, just like As you said, he only has his goals in mind, and I am just a good bargaining chip for him."

"But who says that children can't have unreasonable love for their parents?"

Ling Qianshan seemed to be caught in the memory, and said in a deep voice: "My father regarded me as his ally and an accomplice in the realization of his conspiracy, so he didn't hide anything from me."

"He told me about his past. He was born in a small tribe during the Yan Kingdom's Divine Age, when the gods of the earth gathered, and there were wars of gods every moment, and as a small mortal, he could only passively Accept your destiny, lose again and again, bet your destiny again and again, luckily, my father was lucky back then, so he lived to become a player."

"But even if he becomes a player, his father's talent is not outstanding among players. Maybe becoming a hero, or a king, is already his limit."

"So, when faced with the invitation of the **** of death, my father chose to bet his own destiny just like countless times in the past, and like countless times in the past, he won the bet."

"In this cruel world, the cruelest thing is that you don't have talent, so father can only bet what he has every step of the way, and the sword is slanted. Only in this way can he reach today, ignite the fire of God, and ascend to the throne of God."

"However, even so, he has reached his limit, Ye Di, this is already the stage for those big men, he is struggling here, let alone going further."

"So, just like he did every time before, my father once again bet everything he had, and pinned his destiny on the 'seat' hidden in the thousand-year dream."

seat.

Zhao Yesui's mind moved slightly. He heard this term from the store manager. The store manager told him at that time that this is something that the top people want to take a step forward. The store manager said that it should be simply understood as divine power. Amplifiers are fine.

And the things that can make the top people go further are of course the supreme treasures for a Ye Xi, and it is not surprising that Death Qianshan would desire it.

Ling Qianshan closed her eyes slightly and said softly, "Father didn't hide his ambitions and his ugliness at all, he just announced to me loudly that he would climb to the highest step by step, time and time again, betting everything he had. Even if he makes a slight mistake and falls into the abyss, he has to stand at the top of the world."

"He wants himself to no longer be a bargaining chip, no longer needs to rely on 'beating the sky' to win his own destiny, he wants to become a chess player and arbitrarily manipulate the fate of others..."

"I like a father like that."

"So, I want to help him realize his ideal."

"..."

For a moment, Zhao Yesang didn't know how to evaluate this distorted relationship.

Ling Qianshan is undoubtedly the victim of what Death Qianshan did, but apart from the initial threat to her life, it seems that she is attracted by his personality charm during the day and night with him, which seems to be incomprehensible. .

Although he is a scum of the world, Di Qianshan can be regarded as a hero, and the wicked also need the savior of the wicked. It is normal for this kind of madman who is desperate to only advance towards the goal to attract strange people.

After realizing that Death Qianshan's divine right was not a conspiracy, but a "fight against the sky" that was essentially gambling, Zhao Yesui finally understood why his response before Death Qianshan was so weird.

What he did was not a conspiracy at all, but a gamble.

According to Zhao Yesang's current understanding of [Sacred Power · Fighting the Sky], it should be that after the death of Qianshan is successful once, the power that belongs to the divine authority can really be activated. Qianshan's true identity, he won the bet, so the divine right was launched.

In the first confrontation, after testing their location, Dead Qianshan launched a theocratic attack without hesitation, targeting Sora.

Zhao Yesao guessed that the first bet of Death Qianshan should be that Sola would die under this divine attack, and then he would be able to launch a chain attack logically and kill him together.

But Suola's skin is rough and fleshy, but she can't use her abilities for the time being, so Di Qianshan will undoubtedly lose.

According to the principle of equivalent exchange, Death Qianshan should have been backlashed at this time, so he did not activate the divine power again until Zhao Yepai and the others came to the Yuehua Tower.

This time, he attacked with the help of his layout in Qi Hengtian, but before that, Zhao Yesui summoned Li Suiye and Li Nuoyi, and elevated Li Suiye to the God of Slaanesh, cracking the layout of Qianshan of Death, So, the gamble of Qianshan was lost again.

After that, it is to bet that his assassination can kill Zhao Yesui...

The results speak for themselves.

In this poker game, Dead Qianshan launched a total of four divine powers, and he lost the first three bets. Only the last bet against common sense, he won the bet.

But, in a sense, he also lost.

"Thank you for your answer, let me finally understand the whole story of this game..."

After Zhao Yeshao breathed a sigh of relief, he calmly said to Ling Qianshan: "But unfortunately, your attack may not be effective against me."

"Because, the game is over."

He pointedly said: "The reason why I dare to come to the meeting alone is because the lady surgeon is looking at me."

"Now that the game is over, all the previous restrictions no longer exist. That is to say, whether it's me or Miss Artisan, now you can take out the things that were banned before."

"So, unfortunately, Miss Ling Qianshan, your final counterattack may not work."

"Well, I know." Ling Qianshan was not surprised, just nodded lightly and said, "Because, this time, the authority of the gods did not let me launch a death-defying counterattack against the apostles, but let me to leave this world."

"En?" Zhao Yesui looked at Ling Qianshan in surprise.

"Although my father didn't explain it to me in advance, I understood what he meant as soon as I woke up, Lord Apostle, you shouldn't have seen me here."

Ling Qianshan said with a complicated expression: "The moment my father died, I realized this and woke up from a disguised body. You should have a deep memory of this body, right? After all, it is a disguised personality built by me. , very harmless to humans and animals, it should be very likable."

"I am my father's apostle, so now I can activate his remaining divine power, and when my father falls, I will immediately notice the news of his death."

"My father told me before that I'm just his chip, a bet to increase the odds of winning, so if he already loses, as a chip, I don't have to join the losing game, no matter what method I use, to Whether the person who killed him begged for mercy, or concealed his identity and pretended to know nothing about what he was doing to deceive him and live, in short, it was good to live."

"Then, to accomplish his goals, as his bargaining chips, his allies, his accomplices, to accomplish everything he failed to accomplish, so that he wins the bet."

"but......"

Ling Qianshan laughed at himself: "My ideal is to help my father realize his ideal."

"So, since my father is already dead, what's the point of my life?"

"So, I'm just here waiting for you to come and ask you for an answer."

"Please tell me." Zhao Yesui realized something faintly, stared at Ling Qianshan and said.

"Tell me, does my father have... the slightest affection for me?" Ling Qianshan pursed her lips and said, "I dare not ask my father this question, for fear that he will laugh at me and say how I would have such an impossible fantasy..."

"But, but, as a bargaining chip, I should be considered very useful, right? Although you may not see it, but I also have the status of a king now, even among the spirits, is it considered very good?"

"Father chose to die in the end, of course, because of his personality. In order to fight for a breath, in order to prove that he can bet against you, even if the situation is irreversible, he has to fight back, it can't be for me..."

"But, is it possible that when he did this, he thought that this would allow me to live? Of course, this will not be his main idea, maybe just a passing thought... "

Zhao Yeshou looked at Ling Qianshan who hesitated, narrowed his eyes slightly, and pondered for a while.

Since "awakening", Ling Qianshan has been acting calmly, even if she is about to die, she is not in a hurry, but now, when she asked Zhao Yesao this question, she showed unprecedented panic.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Yeshou raised his head and said sincerely, "I don't know."

"Everything about him burned up in the duel with me. I still learned about him from you, so I have no way of knowing what he thought during his lifetime."

Then, looking at the disappointed Ling Qianshan, Zhao Yeshao sighed lightly and said, "However, there should be feelings, right?"

"Maybe it's not family affection, but even if it's just a good file, it will have some affection after a long time, right?"

"Who can explain this kind of thing clearly? I can't give you a positive answer, although it may give you some comfort."

Of course, Zhao Yesui can pull out a lot of arguments to prove this matter. For example, Dead Qianshan went to death alone to leave a ray of life for Ling Qianshan, and for example, Dead Qianshan burnt up everything he had, leaving Zhao Yejiao without him. There is a way to get information about Ling Qianshan. If Ling Qianshan leaves in time, Zhao Yesui may not be able to catch her at all...

However, it is not necessary.

"You should have the answer in your heart, and you don't need me to tell you." Zhao Yesui said.

"......Too."

Ling Qianshan was silent for a moment, then shook his head and raised the changing divine power in his hand.

"How unfair fate is to my father, it's only one step away, obviously everything should have ended three years ago."

At the last moment, Ling Qianshan solemnly said to Zhao Yesui, as if she wanted to fight for the death of Qianshan: "If it weren't for an unknown factor hindering my father's plan, Lord Apostle, you would not have the present situation at all. This chance to beat my father."

"I shouldn't have lost, my father shouldn't have lost, even if fate is with you, my father shouldn't have lost."

"Do you want to know the answer?" Zhao Ye raised his eyebrows: "I can give you an accurate answer to this question."

"?"

Ling Qianshan was stunned for a moment, and her solemn aura also stagnated. She looked at Zhao Yeshou in puzzlement, not knowing what he was referring to.

"It's the unknown factor you said."

Zhao Yeshou smiled and opened a pair of misty eyes again in his eyes.

Ling Qianshan's pupils shrank violently, and the divine power in his hands was uncertain.

"...Is that so?"

After a long time, Ling Qianshan gave a wry smile and said, "So it is, so it is, it's no wonder that the dream **** will not wake up. Did you do it? Do you also want to win the dream god?"

"It's...a helpless thing."

Ling Qianshan stopped speaking, raised the divine power in his hand, and the divine power condensed into shape and turned into a meteor of destruction:

"Father, you didn't lose, it's just that this cruel world is nothing but powerful."

"You've won a game of existence like this... Ha, you've won, and even if you add all your past victories together, this victory doesn't make sense."

"Father, you won the bet."

In the next moment, the destructive meteor fell from the sky, destroying Ling Qianshan, who stretched out his arms to meet death, from body to soul, until it was completely destroyed.

Zhao Yesang quietly looked at Ling Qianshan, who had generously died, and after a long time, shook his head.

This is Qi Hengtian, a world overflowing with desires. People chase the beauty of bubbles and phantoms, indulge in the satisfaction at their fingertips, and have long forgotten what emotion is, leaving ideals behind and just seeking happiness in the moment.

But in the end, it was two fathers and daughters who changed the world, four people with sincere feelings, and four people with their own firm ideals.

If Qing Yuejue hadn't made a wish to Zhao Yesao for Lingyueru, Zhao Yesui would have just left Qi Hengtian after completing the task, just like a traditional player, instead of bringing changes to Qi Hengtian.

If Dead Qianshan and Ling Qianshan chose to fight back in the end, then Qi Hengtian would not be as well preserved as it is now, and it will only be swept away by changes.

"...Shengtian Banzi."

Zhao Yeshou sighed lightly and left.

"My calculations will definitely beat the sky."

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In the shattered kingdom of Slaanesh, Zhao Yesui, Suola, Li Suiye, Li Nuoyi and the store manager were sitting on top of the collapsed ruins, having the last dialogue in this world.

The abilities of Li Suiye and Li Nuoyi were given by "Hand of Destiny", so when the game ended, they naturally fell to their original state, and the kingdom of God was broken.

But Li Suiye has already become the God of Quiet Night, and the future path has been clear through this game, and it is only a matter of time before he rises up, and Li Nuoyi is the same.

"Then, congratulations to the two 'peasants' for winning this battle against the landlords."

The store manager sat on the collapsed column, smiled and said to Zhao Yesui and Suola: "Then, according to the previous agreement, the "Hand of Destiny" will be owned by you, and at the same time, you can ask me... cough , make a wish to the Hand of Destiny each."

Zhao Yesui took out the contract signed with Sola in time and said, "Miss Artisan, according to our original agreement, the Hand of Destiny belongs to you, and you need to provide me with enough sun to break through the hero. Divine power... um, since that's the case, you've already reached a contract?"

"—though the way in which the power is provided is a bit subtle."

Sola glared at him slightly angrily, then took the Hand of Destiny handed over by the store manager, and said meticulously: "Okay, thank you Lord Hand of Destiny, I will bring you back to the country of fantasy. of."