Original God, looking for the heart

Mo Bei's eyes were cold, as if they had the ability to pierce the heart. Kong had never seen such an expression on Mo Bei, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say. By the time the dark clouds in the sky dispersed and the scenery in front of them was coated in the golden color of the sun, the two of them had disappeared.

But...even if Mo Bei said this, he couldn't give up his original plan. At least, he wanted to hear Mo Bei's explanation in person.

The plan went ahead as usual and the results were almost perfect.

——A few days later, the Teaching Order——

The skirmishers set up a barrier in the room where Mo Bei lived. In order to prevent the Zena Garden situation from happening again and to protect him, the skirmishers had to do this.

The barrier will only appear when you are close. At the door or window, Mo Bei stretched out his hand, and there were thin flowing lines floating in the air. Last time I sneaked into the Zen Garden without permission, the skirmishers seemed a little angry.

Mo Bei lowered his head, admitting his mistake obediently like a wronged rabbit. Next, just stay here obediently. Well...as long as this is the case, that's it. I really hope Sora can listen to his advice and stop interfering in this matter.

Unfortunately, in the world outside the Order, the entire Xumi City has been involved in an instigated catastrophe.

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——Jing Liuli Workshop——

The little grass god who was successfully rescued guided Kong to the hiding place of the skirmishers.

The overall decoration of the factory is purple. What little light comes from a hanging light from the ceiling. Under the light, there was a huge mecha. At the head of the mecha, hanging quietly in it, was the skirmisher.

The sight before me was obviously beyond expectation. Nasida stretched out her hand, and the light power of grass bloomed in her palms and floated towards the head of the mecha.

In the eyes that have not yet been opened, there are already signs of thunder and lightning overflowing. Suddenly, a strong air current swept everyone back several steps.

"This world is so impatient for my birth." After waking up, the conduit behind the skirmisher began to operate officially, the purple liquid flowed, and the light and dark merged: "I still remember you, the God of Wisdom 'Buyer' , and travelers.”

Paimon hid behind Kong: "Is he already as omniscient and omnipotent as the Great Ci Tree King..."

"No, I can't feel the divinity of the Great Ci Tree King from him. It seems that the sages haven't had time to inject the canned knowledge. But there is no doubt that at this moment, he is already a real god."

The war is about to break out. The skirmishers who had gained the power of the New God fought wildly. Under the huge mecha and the complex use of elements, Kong was beaten back steadily.

It wasn't until the little Lucky Grass King stood in front of Sora that the skirmishers switched the target of their attack. For a god who was born like a child, fighting was really not what Nasida was good at. The robotic arm snapped and picked up the opponent like a bug.

"This is a fight between gods, but you hide behind mortals. Now you are acting out the drama of appearing for humans... He is really a god who likes to be moved by himself, Buyer." The skirmisher put his fingers together, and between his fingers was Concentrated thunder element ball.

In an instant, the arm penetrated the body of the God of Grass.

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"The data collection is almost done." Buyer raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's arm that penetrated his body. "Do you know this is the first time you have tried to take away my heart of God?"

As Nacida opened her eyes, the elemental power of grass surged. The surrounding scenery is covered with green cracks, and it looks like the fictional environment is being broken.

When all the scenery turned into green figures and disappeared, from the perspective of the skirmisher, Buyer and the travelers were all standing at the entrance.

"The 168th time." Nasida said to Sora. Then, he walked towards the skirmishers step by step: "Do you know, the people of Xumi created you and were forced to experience the same number of birthdays of the Flower Goddess and the same number of reincarnations."

"When did the ability to dream begin..." In the memory, it was the energy released for the first time when Nasida arrived. But, that’s okay too…hahaha! "Can I regard this time as a real showdown between gods?"

As before, the mecha absorbed the power of the thunder-attribute god's power and evoked many elements. Zhengji's chest concentrates energy and releases it like a beam. It’s just that the same attack method has been figured out after 168 data collections.

Sora turned his head and the beam of light passed by his ear.

Accepting all of Sumeru's wisdom, Skirmisher's correct plan has become a program for Sora to perform the same steps. Just like the set level, all the moves no longer pose a threat.

In the final blow, Zhengji was finally temporarily paralyzed because he could not bear the load. The straggler gasped, and there was a dull pain at the conduit connection behind him. It seems that it is the negative impact caused by using too much power in a short period of time.

The abundant elemental power lifted Buyer up and floated to Zhengji's chest, where the Heart of God is stored.

"No, wait." The skirmisher realized something was wrong, and he dragged the conduit behind him to reach out. But it was too late, the device that protected God's Heart had been broken, and Buyer's grass elemental power was peeling away God's Heart.

"No, only that! Only the Heart of God!"

"Crack!" The door of the main machine control room was broken. The skirmisher dragged the heavy conduit and lay down in the gap in the nose of the main plane. The conduit was being damaged due to the tearing of the body, and the purple liquid flowed out, staining the hem of the soldier's clothes, and covering the bright red cut by the fragments.

Buyer was stunned for a moment, and the power of grass continued to draw out the heart of the thunder god.

"That's my thing...don't even think about it!" Like a child whose favorite toy is taken away, the skirmishers try to get it back.

What would happen to him if he lost the Heart of God? Having lost the heart of God and lost his power, will he be 'left behind' again? Bad memories are brought back, that is when it was abandoned in the borrowed scenery pavilion. The weakness of the whole body and the numbness of the mind are just like now.

Nothing of value is kept. If you lose your power, what will happen to the promise you made... Mo Bei... Where is he? Will... will he abandon him like Balzebub did? …

"I absolutely! Absolutely can't go back!"

"Dong dong" There was a violent twitching in the chest, which was the effect of the heart of God being completely stripped away. As for the rest, it's fear, fear...

The conduit behind him broke, and the skirmishers who lost their strength leaned forward...

——The Order House, an unknown room——

The image on the screen is the real-time monitoring of Jingruri Workshop. A man wearing a beak mask seemed to have expected such an outcome, and pressed a black button without panic.

He pulled out a document and told a puppet to take it to someone's room.

"As the greatest Blade ever... don't let down."

——Mo Bei’s room——

A scholar walked to the door and knocked on the door with a device given by the doctor specifically for breaking restrictions.

Mo Bei cast his gaze towards the closed door. There was a piece of paper tucked into the crack of the door.

He picked it up and the words on it were shocking. A portal opened, and Mo Bei rushed in without hesitation, riding on the strong wind.

The location was an underground factory called Joruri Gongbo near the Kyoryoin.

Sky blue light lit up in his eyes, and the portals opened one after another.

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——Jing Liuli Workshop——

At the moment when the skirmisher was about to fall, several black hanging threads burst out from around the head of the main machine and wrapped around the various joints of the skirmisher.

Under the watchful eyes of Buyer and Sora, the skirmisher was forcibly dragged back to the control room of the main aircraft. The machine is back in operation.

"Hasn't the Skirmisher's Heart of God been taken away by us?" Paimon pointed at Gundam's mecha, "Does he have other means?!"

"Using himself as a carrier to provide energy is probably not his original intention. The Apostolic Order has left a back-up."

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——Unknown room——

The doctor has gained control of the machine. His previous manipulation of medical equipment allowed him to quickly adapt to the way of attacking machines.

However, anyway, the person in the right situation now is either him or he destroyed a doll, so what does it matter?

Looking at the people on the screen jumping and dodging like bugs, the attacks he controlled became more and more frequent.

And the skirmishers in the control room didn't look good.

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Mo Bei rushed to the gate of Jing Liuli Workshop, panting.

"Ha...ha...wait for me, Asan..."

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