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The Dresden slate was silent.

It was originally a silent existence, and no one knew what emotion it was now.

But, soon, it made a choice.

A cloud of white mist gradually rose from Izanashe's body.

The soul belonging to the Colorless King was forcibly squeezed out, under the Dresden stone slab, it could not escape the grasp.

——The First King is safe!

This consciousness told them so, and Dresden Stone thought it was not a violation of the rules.

It didn't help a good friend to kill the king, nor did it do anything to the king, it just trapped it.

The Dresden Slate underestimates the cunning of the human heart.

Ryo Ueno stood up and looked at the King of Gold and the others, "Can I be alone with the Colorless King for a while?"

All the kings present gave a slight pause.

The king of gold, Guochang Lu Dajue, looked at him in surprise, "What do you want to do? No matter what you do, you must first protect your own safety."

It is true that he is the cornerstone of Dinghai to stabilize country r, but he is also an ordinary old man.

For Guochang Road Dajue, it is already the best result to ask Dresden Slate to separate the colorless.

Ryo Ueno was holding the teacup, the mist blocked his sight, but he acted calmly.

"I need to send him where he should go," Ueno Ryo paused, "Trust me, I'll take care of it."

This kid... Munakata Reji paused slightly, staring at him with sharp eyes.

Sure enough, he guessed right, Ueno had hidden cards that had never been revealed, not just those that were revealed.

Munakata Reji's eyes behind the lens became more and more interested.

He is very interested in Ueno's origin, purpose and result, and the facts have proved that the other party is not a bad person.

Possesses the character taught in a peaceful society and is not threatening.

Zhou Fangzun took a deep look at him, and suddenly said, "You will handle it well?"

Ryo Ueno thought for a moment before nodding his head in affirmation, "Although it's not 70.00% sure, it's [-]% sure."

With such a high probability, the king can be killed without injury, which is worth trying for the king.

Even the King of Gold is hard not to be tempted.What's more, seeing the attitude expressed by Ueno Ryo, he has a hole card.

A big hand rubbed the top of his head, and the man's voice was low and lazy.

"Little brat, solve it early, and let's go together when we're done."

After the third king said so, he stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out the door.

This is in line with Chi Wang's behavior style, and it is also Zhou Fangzun's.For him, the individual will of the clan members is more important than anything else.

The King of Gold hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, "Kids, protect yourself. Right here, and the Dresden Slate will protect you."

The inexplicably good friend relationship between Ryo Ueno and Dresden Slate is his best amulet.

At this moment, although the Dresden Stone Slab is quiet and silent, it is impossible for those present to forget its state of boiling power.

The King of Gold also understands very well that if there must be one person who will have an accident, in front of the slate, it must not be Ryo Ueno.

Being able to be friends with the supreme god... is an enviable ability.

The kings left this room, and only Ryo Ueno was left.

The black-haired judge stretched his waist, looked at the colorless king who was suppressed by the Dresden slate, and walked over.

Ryo Ueno glanced at the surveillance cameras around him, but without saying a word, No. [-] had already taken the initiative to help destroy and hack it.

The white-haired mechanical eyes have always been azure blue in operation.

His appearance is too inconspicuous, including the King of Gold, he is not very clear about his specific situation, although there are precautions, but not many.

No one would believe that a protector with such an exquisite appearance could be a machine. How could it be a man-made thing?

This also created a situation where No. [-] was able to follow Ryo Ueno in and out freely, and broke through the line of defense.

None of the gold kings who might leave at this point expected it.

After confirming that the surrounding surveillance cameras were destroyed, Ryo Ueno took out his phone.

In front of the only witness, Dresden Slate, he called up the game page and chose the first team.

Click to start the game.

"Wow! I didn't expect the lord to call us out..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga relaxed and stretched his arms, his golden eyes were dazzling like sunshine.

The white-clothed crane pressed on the body of the god judge, rubbing it back and forth with a smile.

"The lord hasn't returned to Honmaru for a while, right? I can't see the lord in the daily operation of this pill, it's really boring." Tsurumaru sighed pretendingly.

Sanri Yuezong raised his head to look at the surrounding environment, thoughtfully but did not speak.

Fusangshen, the most corrupted sword, stood quietly in the room, as bright as the moon, and just standing was enough to make the surrounding environment radiant.

The six swords summoned this time, Crane Ball, Sanriyue, Candlestick Cut, Pressed Cut Hasebe, Yiqi Yizhen and Jiang Xuezuo Characters.

The god judge almost brought out the highest combat power of Honmaru.

Honmaru No. 1229 is the Dark Fall Honmaru, and the general judgment index of combat power is also calculated according to the degree of Dark Fall.

Take Jiang Xue Zuowen for example, although this sword has a calm expression and hates killing, it doesn't like to fight, and its fall is deeper than other swords in Honmaru.

A similar situation also appeared in the parents of big families, one issue and one shock.

"Because there is nothing that needs me..." Ryo Ueno hid from the itchy flesh on his waist that he pinched, but did not dodge.

He was quite used to Tsurumaru's character, so he let him make trouble, "It's not about that, I summoned you this time for something important."

"It's rare to see the lord speak." Candlestick cut a bow, "No matter what it is, please tell us."

If you are controlled, you must find a way to restore it, and you must make up for what you did wrong.

——May the Lord's sword kill everything for him.

The black-haired god judge thought for a while, and then said uncertainly, "You are sword Fusangshen... are you considered a kind of god?"

If this is the case, there is no problem in beheading the mortals blessed by the gods, right?

Killing the king will bear a heavy price, which is relative to the king.

And since Ueno Ryo had promised the third king that he would handle this matter on his behalf, he would not break his promise.

The swords present all paused slightly.

Even Candlestick Che, who was bending over to salute, stood up straight, looking at their God-inspector quietly with his black eyes.

The examiner's tone was relaxed, and the white-clothed crane was wrapped in his arms with a loose coat, and his expression was unrecognizable.

Their lord was still too young to be naive.

That's why he asks this kind of question... Dark Fallen Sword is not qualified to answer.

In the first phase, Yizhen clenched his white-gloved fingers slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "This question, my lord, is a bit difficult to answer."

Ryo Ueno was taken aback, "Huh? Isn't it?"

He felt that his speculation was not wrong, and all future plans must be based on this.

Ryo Ueno thought uncertainly, he knows a lot about swords, logically speaking, he should be right?background setting or something.

The blue-haired young man smiled and said softly, "My lord, we are Dark Fallen Swords."

When Yizheng talked about this matter, he was as indifferent as if it had nothing to do with him, "No one will treat the dark sword as a god."

This is as ridiculous as human beings believe in demons, no one would choose that.

The Dark Fallen Swords are very clear and understand.

From the moment they embarked on the path of Dark Fall, they have no way out, the blade is covered with mud, and if they take a wrong step, it will be the fate of the time-traveling army.

No one will think they are gods even if they put on the clothes that humans love.

This is just one of the side effects of possessing the power of Darkness, and one would expect such a day when choosing the sword of Darkness.

"It's not just the dark sword, but also the ordinary Honmaru." Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada smiled handsomely, and continued to explain.

"We are just the incarnation of Sword Fusangshen. No one will regard us as gods, even though we are called Fusangshen in name."

Under the calm gaze of the swordsmen, the black-haired cub was stunned for a while.

His appearance was obviously understood as the plan could not be formed, and the other swords were slightly paused.

"I can't help the lord," Yiqi Yizhen said softly, "I'm sorry."

"No, not this question."

Ryo Ueno was a little puzzled, "No matter what others think... your definition is correct?"

Since the rules choose you to be the swords and pay the mourning gods, you can't be wrong because of this, right?

It doesn't matter what other people say, and there are no rules. Dark Falling Sword is not qualified to be Fusangshen, right?

"My lord is right, by definition," Yaki Hasebe also tried to explain, "but the reality..."

"What does reality matter?" The black-haired judge confidently said, "Reality still says I'm a salted fish, do you think I am?"

In fact, it was indeed a salted fish, but he refused to admit it.

Even if he is a salted fish, he is a good salted fish that can turn over and jump. It is different from ordinary salted fish and tastes better.

The swords were quiet for a while, just watching their lord.

"From this point of view, what the lord said makes sense." Sanri Yuezong had a gentle expression on his face.

Fu Sangshen, the most corrupted sword, said in an extremely calm tone, "We are the ones who have figured it out. Whether the gods are true or not depends only on reality."

"It's not judged by people's hearts."

The beautiful Fu Sangshen spoke word by word, looking at his colleagues with eyes reflecting the crescent moon.

That pretty face, which is so beautiful that people can't help looking at it, now has an incomparably clear smile, for their lord, and also for the other swordsmen.

did you see it?

This is the master of their Honmaru.

He is indeed very ordinary, and his words are very simple.

But he has one of the most commendable qualities, which is a shining point that ordinary people will have.

Not humble, not arrogant, not ordering as a lord, nor begging for the mercy of other swords.

He is just a... very cute salted fish.

The three-day Yue Zong nearly bent the pupils of the crescent moon, and there was a pure smile inside.

Ryo Ueno thought it was right, "Yes, believe in the rules, oppose superstition, and don't believe what others say."

"Now that we have reached a consensus." Ueno Ryo turned his head and looked at the colorless king who was firmly restrained.

The god judge had a rare serious expression, and pointed to the cloud of mist, "Maybe I'll leave it to everyone to kill him."

The price of killing the king is unbearable for the king, and the price of falling is also impossible for Tokyo to accept.

Ueno Ryo chose another way, he chose to use the gods to punish the king who was selected by the rules.

It is definitely not a fair contest for the king to punish the patrons of the gods with the gods and replace them with high or low status.

There is no need to talk about fairness and unfairness to the colorless king. Ryo Ueno is very confident that he will be a king-killing hero today!