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Chapter 698: Chapter 695: "Puppet Master and Number One Player.

"What baked sweet potato?" Lin Guang couldn’t understand, "Get out of my way!"

At his command, Yamada Machiichi uncontrollably stepped back, unable to resist Lin Guang’s orders.

"Lv Shu! Lv Shu, show yourself, have you been brainwashed by them, Shubao! Shubao! I’ll buy you a tropical-flavored iced tea, come back, Shubao—"

As Lin Guang passed by Yamada Machiichi, Yamada couldn’t help but shout out loud.

He wanted to protect Su Ming’an, but even though he had infiltrated the City of Gods for so long, it seemed he could only end up being protected by Number One Player.

The gap between them had grown too large...

It was so large that even if he sacrificed everything, at most he could only end up like Luna, perishing together with a bionic body. They couldn’t help any more beyond that.

"Shut up!!!" Lin Guang snapped angrily, his hand clasping around Yamada Machiichi’s neck, but then he suddenly heard Su Ming’an’s voice.

"So noisy." Su Ming’an opened his eyes, his eyes bloodshot: "Stop killing people, Lin Guang, it really annoys me every time I see you kill someone."

Lin Guang let go, and Yamada Machiichi sat on the ground coughing.

"Can you help me save someone, Lin Guang?" Su Ming’an asked.

"Of course, I promised you before that you could bring no more than three hundred people into the City of Gods," Lin Guang immediately replied. "Have you chosen who to bring? I will bring them back right now and then detonate the bomb."

He still believed it was Su Ming’an who had stopped Tretiya from bombing them, and thus treated Su Ming’an very well.

Watching Lin Guang’s earnest expression, Su Ming’an said, "Another promise? But you haven’t fulfilled your previous one, the one about killing Edward within a day."

Lin Guang’s expression stiffened, and he recalled this long-forgotten promise: "Edward managed to evade the City of Gods’ security system, which is why he has evaded capture for so long. It is not that I intentionally overlooked it... After the nuclear explosion, Edward will definitely die. I will fulfill this promise."

Su Ming’an: "But you didn’t kill Edward within one day as you had promised."

"...It is indeed my fault, time has passed, and I indeed did not kill him promptly. I will rectify this error, as long as you stop stopping me..."

Su Ming’an: "You didn’t kill Edward within one day."

Lin Guang: "Lewis, just wait a little longer..."

Su Ming’an: "You didn’t kill Edward within one day."

Lin Guang: "Lewis..."

Su Ming’an: "You didn’t kill Edward."

"..."

In this moment, even Lin Guang’s mind realized that Su Ming’an seemed to be playing him.

Suddenly, the corridor echoed with a buzzing noise, and the sound of uniform footsteps filled the air, countless robots swarming from all directions, enclosing Su Ming’an like towering white walls.

Lin Guang turned, several metallic fluids forming around him, armoring his entire body like armor.

"Give me thirty minutes."

After these words, Lin Guang turned and left the corridor, disappearing from sight.

Su Ming’an suddenly realized—Lin Guang was truly on his way to kill Edward.

He had merely mentioned it casually, not expecting Lin Guang to be so stubborn about a promise unfulfilled, especially on such a critical night.

Lin Guang... truly a mysterious figure.

"Huff... huff..."

Yamada Machiichi sat on the ground, gasping for breath, his fingers pressing against his own neck.

"Yamada, how are you feeling?" Su Ming’an bent down, examining the wound on Yamada Machiichi’s neck.

Yamada Machiichi had quite a few injuries; Yamada had fought desperately, killing those players from the Deity camp blocking his way, just to catch up with Su Ming’an in time to deliver the wheelchair.

"I... I’m fine," Yamada Machiichi gasped, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

His eyelashes were long, unlike most boys, and his features were soft, so even dressed in elaborate Lolita clothing portraying a female didn’t seem out of place. The image he presented to the audience always seemed somewhat fragile; many called him a "cross-dressing freak" or "sissy," saying he was not at all masculine.

However, tonight he had proven with his body covered in wounds and blood that the so-called "masculinity" did not need muscles that could explode or a height of six foot three to validate. His courage to face death fearlessly for his teammates was infinitely more "masculine" than the strong players who cried out in pain from a single cut below.

Even though he had fragile bones and a naturally gentle disposition, speaking in a soft, gentle voice, when it was time to be tough, the determination and chill in Yamada’s eyes shone brighter than anyone else’s.

"I’m okay, don’t worry about me," Yamada Machiichi took a breath.

"About that roasted sweet potato you just mentioned..." Su Ming’an cared about this point.

"Right at the beginning in Caius Tower, I infiltrated the City of Gods, saw Lin Guang from behind who looked almost identical to Lv Shu, and I was so close to hitting him with a bag of sweet potatoes..." Yamada Machiichi said, "I truly regret not being able to kill him with it."

Su Ming’an sighed.

"Su Ming’an, trap me, or sever my limbs, so I cannot move," Yamada Machiichi suddenly said.

"Huh?" Su Ming’an was surprised.

Yamada Machiichi reached out his hand, grasped Su Ming’an’s hand, and gently placed it on his chest.

"I’m worried that I might be controlled by Lin Guang later and forced to do something that will hurt you..." Yamada Machiichi said, "After all, bodily injuries will be repaired after the instance ends, and mechanical legs can be reattached, so it might be better to disable me now..."

"We haven’t reached that point yet," Su Ming’an said.

Yamada Machiichi said nothing, just slightly tightened his grip on his fingers.

"Oh, and there’s something about Noel..." Yamada said.

...Noel?

Dozens of minutes earlier, Noel and other players from the Deity camp had blocked Su Ming’an and his team on the first floor, and at that moment Tretiya appeared and controlled the building’s structure system, escaping with Su Ming’an alone, while Yamada Machiichi and Bi stayed on the first floor to stop Noel and the others.

But now... Yamada Machiichi had come upstairs, so what about Noel and his group...?

"Noel..." Su Ming’an also realized this.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of wind behind him.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

At that moment, a strange emotion surged in his heart, and he turned around—

He saw a Magician under the moonlight.

Under the moonlit ambiance of the higher floors, the Magician floated on a pitch-black crow outside the 107th floor window. His blond hair blended perfectly with the light, the transition marked by a gentle white, his hair messy yet flowing smoothly down to his collar.

The flowing light and shadow were kissing the Magician’s shoulder, adorned with a luxurious sapphire, he raised his hand, fixing a hat studded with white roses as if he were a Magician about to start a performance, the sharp short blade in his hand being his opening rose branch.

"Noel," Su Ming’an called out his name.

Noel lifted his hat, revealing the blood-red eyes beneath his blond hair as he stared at Su Ming’an in the wheelchair.

He smiled faintly:

"Hello, guest from the distant City of Gods. The master of this place has left, and I’m taking this opportunity to take you away."

"Where are you taking me? To skin me?" Su Ming’an asked.

Violet and the others had said before that the invaded Noel was brutal and would skin people to paint on their bodies. He called these victims his "guests" and then brutally took their lives with one cut after another.

Now Noel had started calling him a "guest" too.

"Noel! Snap out of it! This is Su Ming’an!" Yamada Machiichi shouted.

"I’m not an idiot, nor have I turned into a fool; of course, I know who Su Ming’an is." Noel smiled, "Yamada, step aside. I’m not interested in your skin."

Su Ming’an raised his finger; though he could only lift his hand in his current state, it should be enough to fight Noel.

However, he was quite interested in going with Noel. Noel was just invaded by Ta Wei, and his Missionary Halo might save Noel and afterwards obtain a lot of information.

"Shushushu!"

Although Su Ming’an wanted to go, the surrounding mechanics would not allow Noel to take him so easily. In an instant, rays shot out dense like an infrared net, as if capturing a white butterfly in a snowstorm.

"Boom——!!!"

A violent explosion instantly swept across Su Ming’an’s vision. The windows, heated and expanding, shattered inwardly like balloons, and Yamada Machiichi’s face suddenly bore several cuts. The wheelchair shield lit up, and Su Ming’an quickly pulled Yamada back to prevent him from being injured by the flames.

"Boom——Boom——Boom——!"

One explosion after another, the swelling humming noise filled his ears. The intensely fierce orange-red bombs burst like small balls, and Su Ming’an had to close his eyes, though he could still feel the intense light pollution through his eyelids.

Such heavy firepower... Noel couldn’t possibly break in...

A gust of hot air swept by.

"Whoosh——"

He suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet give way.

A scorching wind rushed past the edge of his black hair as if Bai Yu was gently "patter-pattering" around, scraping across his chest from the inside out.

He opened his eyes and saw a scorching firelight that seemed to cover the world. The blond-haired youth decisively broke through the defenses, grabbed his wheelchair with one hand, dashed through the firelight, and turned towards the night—

It seemed a bullet from some mechanic hit Noel, who grunted.

"Put him down!" a roar came from behind from Yamada Machiichi.

"Whoosh——!"

Noel, carrying the wheelchair, stepped onto the back of a crow, not looking back.

Due to forcibly taking Su Ming’an through the barrage, Noel was bloodied. His exposed arms were riddled with holes, and bright red blood flowed down his clothes, like a white rose stained with blood.

His somewhat uneven eyeballs shifted, looking at Su Ming’an. In his eyes, there was an expression Su Ming’an recognized.

The halo from the explosion spilled down, and through the swelling smoke, even the edges of the blond youth’s figure were gently outlined, carrying a somewhat divine flavor. He urged the black crow to set off, quickly leaving the barrage behind.

In that instant, he was like a dazzling golden bird.

Recklessly diving into the dawn.

Su Ming’an had even thought for a moment that Noel had not been infiltrated.

...But Noel’s next words shattered his thoughts.

"Guest," Noel’s smile was ice cold, "you really are rebellious, forcing me to personally invite you out."

Black Crow raised his head, his huge, pitch-black wings flapping, carrying them straight into the night sky, the buildings below them tiny like ants.

Noel took him away from the City of Gods, and no one knew where he was heading. They were enveloped in a barrier like a web of silk threads, which was precisely the prop that allowed them to pass through the City of Gods’ restrictive shield.

At the height of 107 floors, the noise was barely audible, each word of the young boy exceptionally quiet.

"Noel. I’ve wanted to talk to you for a long time," Su Ming’an said, beginning to deploy the effects of the Missionary Halo.

"Perhaps, you should call me Puppet Master; I prefer the codename the deities bestowed upon me," Noel smiled.

"Alright, Puppet Master," Su Ming’an said.

The word felt like a dagger scratching at his throat.

He knew that because this was the first round starting from Noel, Yuanyuan was now lying beside the Blood Pool, her body charred, desperately waiting for death...

Every time he decided to act on one side, it meant the other side was doomed to a cruel and despairing fate.

"Guest, do you want to talk to me? Then we can discuss the ideology of the New World," Noel raised his hands aloft.

"I’m happy to accompany you," Su Ming’an said.

Before Noel began to skin them, there was still a period of peace left.

"My ideology is not to save everyone but survival of the fittest—human evolution in my eyes is not confined to one form; they can have angel-like mechanical wings, eyes that spit fire, even their skin can be transformed into a mechanical exterior... As long as their soul’s essence still belongs to them, they remain ’human’—they have become stronger, this is evolution."

"I want to embrace the High Dimensions, to establish a new humanity—children can be the representatives of this new race; they are innocent, pure, untouched by the ugliness of the world... I live with them day and night, I clearly know their temperaments..."

Noel seemed very excited tonight, having broken the City of Gods’ blockade and taken Su Ming’an out.

Su Ming’an’s eyes slightly downturned. Noel’s views were greatly at odds with his own; he himself tried to save everyone he could, one more person one more life. Noel, on the other hand, advocated discarding most of the burdens to keep just a small group of people suitable for survival, to build a more perfect "New World."

Such overly idealistic views were impossible for him to agree with.

But as islands are to people, and he wasn’t sure if Noel really felt this way, after all, people’s true thoughts hide within, unable to be expressed.

He could only remain silent.

"Guest, what do you think?" Noel lowered his head, leaning in gently.

His dagger was right above Su Ming’an’s head, dense silk threads wrapped around the wheelchair like a spider web, connecting to Su Ming’an’s fingers.

"Perhaps, you should call me Number One Player; I prefer that title," Su Ming’an leaned back in his chair, staring into Noel’s eyes, "Is that okay, Puppet Master?"

Noel slightly subdued his smile, his expression stiff:

"Alright, Number One Player."

The nightscape of the city and battlefield flew by swiftly, the splendid fireworks level with them.

In that moment, the brilliant fireworks exploded beside the Black Crow, so close, Noel’s gleaming blonde hair was almost dyed the same color, he reached out his hand, resting it on the side of the wheelchair, his eyes blood red:

"...Then Happy New Year, Number One Player. This time it’s my turn."

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