This fall was inexorable - for Raphael.

The branches scratched her cheek, making a rustling sound.

The moment she landed, there wasn't even the slightest protection... her body even bounced slightly. This was obviously extremely painful, but obviously she couldn't feel it at this time - because of shock and fear.

"impossible--!"

I saw Raphael getting up again, holding on to his injured shoulder with difficulty, gritting his teeth, and once again approached the core and trunk of the tree.

She successfully touched the tree trunk again, but this time there was no response from the tree trunk... Even the colorful light on the tree crown gradually dimmed and disappeared, as if in response: There is no need to try again if you have failed.

"It's not true!" Raphael fell to his knees under the tree trunk, scraping hard with his fingertips, "It can't be true! I am...I am the real thing!"

The woman's frightened cries silenced everyone.

However, the unresponsive tree trunk ruthlessly reveals a certain truth.

"The result is obvious. It seems that the person who can truly inherit [Wolfield]... is still hiding somewhere else." Huai'an No. 1 quickly calmed down from the ups and downs of the battle for the [Red King's Tomb] -

—As if he had never touched the dice, "In this case, it seems that the crisis has not been truly resolved."

These people will fight for the [Red King's Tomb] because [Walfield] cannot fight for it - it is safest only if it does not belong to anyone, so Yuhuatian insists on killing Raphael, the only heir.

, to avoid future troubles forever.

But if the Raphael present is not his true form, it means that [Walfield] still has the possibility of being dominated.

"Why can't she fit in?" [Tiangu]'s husband suddenly jumped out and appeared in front of the cubic cage in an instant. He stared closely at [Wolfield] in the cage, "Are you up to something?

"

I saw the black-skinned sister slowly opening her eyes at this time. She exhaled lightly. Facing her father-in-law's question, she just sneered: "Why do you think I am still trapped here? Rather than

Let you imprison me forever in this way, I would rather this soul fusion can succeed...Originally, from the moment I was created, I was given the mission to follow her. If she succeeds, I will just

It's just returning to my originally arranged destiny. Isn't it ten thousand times better than nothing else, being imprisoned by you like a specimen?"

"Where is the real Raphael?" The old man immediately understood the situation and asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know." [Walfield] said calmly: "I was also surprised by this failure... Her fit is almost perfect, and she even has the most critical piece of genetic information, but she doesn't.

It’s just complete.”

"Talk about people." The old man frowned.

[Walfield] said expressionlessly: "She is like a key, the ultimate key that can open the treasure, but this key is not complete."

The old man's eyes narrowed for a moment, but at this moment he fell silent.

"Everyone, since even this Raphael is not real...do you still want to continue fighting?"

The voice... was clearly that of SIR Kobayashi.

I saw that my sister had stepped off the Shen Miejia at some point, and helped Ah Lin SIR, who was weak all over.

…

Wisps of blood began to fill the eyes from the wound, and gradually repaired to look like half of the severed calf... Yuhuatian took back the magic sword, but he still held one, but he didn't seem to have any intention of fighting again.

.

Everyone was silent.

Yuhuatian frowned, looked at Mr. Luo who was protected by the golden shield, and asked in a deep voice: "When do you plan to throw again?"

"I've already thrown it today." Mr. Luo said very calmly: "As for the next time I throw it, I have to think about it carefully... maybe the inspiration comes and I can do it tomorrow."

"What if there is no inspiration?" Yuhuatian sneered.

Mr. Luo said sternly: "Within three to five days, or a year and a half, there will always be a flash of inspiration. Master Yu, don't worry, I will definitely vote."

Yu Huatian narrowed his eyes and said, "What if all these qualified people die before you vote?"

Mr. Luo said seriously: "Then I, the thrower, will have to take care of the [Red King's Mausoleum], and wait until the dice rolls up the qualified candidates again before making a decision on fate."

Yuhuatian pondered: "In other words, you can control the [Red King's Tomb] now?"

"I can control part of it." Mr. Luo thought for a while and said, "But I can't really activate it... But at present, it seems that [Red King's Tomb] should have the highest authority over me."

"Understood." [Lao Zhang] said solemnly: "In other words, before you are in a good mood and are willing to throw, we all must stay alive or even prevent being assassinated by others...right?"

"Old sir, you can understand it this way." Mr. Luo smiled and nodded.

"I think it's more than that, right?" Zhao Huaian smiled bitterly, "We not only have to work hard to survive, but no matter which party wants to get the [Red King's Tomb], they have to ask for it from your master, right? After all, there are many ways to throw it.

, it can be random...or it can be fixed, right?"

"Don't worry, I will try my best to ensure fairness when throwing."

Obviously no one could listen to these words - if Mr. Luo hadn't been covered by an unbreakable tortoise shell, the dice would have been taken away from him long ago.

There are smart people here, and the existence of the dice makes them understand that the ownership of the [Red King's Tomb] is full of endless variables, and they can't think of any clues for a while.

…

"Sister...I don't quite understand. What's going on?" My sister asked quietly at this time.

My sister said directly at this moment: "It means that the [Red King's Tomb] is temporarily in the hands of Mr. Luo, and he has the power to determine who gets the [Red King's Tomb]... But before that, [Red King's Tomb]

Wang Ling] He can use it."

My sister's heart suddenly moved, "I understand, Prince Regent!"

The elder sister patted her younger sister's head with appreciation and muttered: "However, I think this dice still has limitations... I guess there must be a time limit for the final throw, or other regulations, otherwise it would be OK

There is no need to create this dice, wouldn’t it be over for Mr. Luo to get the [Red King’s Tomb] directly?”

"What should I say?" Xiaolin SIR asked nervously, "Is my idol in danger?"

Sister frowned and said: "I am just guessing. If there are no restrictions, as long as your idol does not throw for one day, it is equivalent to possessing the [Red King's Tomb]... Although he said that he only has limited control, but who knows the limit?

How much is it? There is a limit to one percent, and there is a limit to ninety-nine percent. It doesn't matter what you say? As for how the entire league will treat your idol after this, I'm afraid it will take a year of meetings to come up with an answer.

The final result is here. As for us... I’m afraid we won’t be able to live in peace in the future.”

"How do you say that?" Ah Lin Sir asked in astonishment.

"Because we all have the final qualifications."...The voice of the Witch of Chips appeared out of nowhere, and she directly faced Sir Alin and said, "Xiao Linzi, we all have the opportunity to obtain [

People from the Red King's Tomb, you wouldn't turn your back on them after you'd finished sucking them, and then kill them after secretly making them unable to stand up, right?"

The twin sister squeezed the witch's hand hard and stared, as if she could make a "sizzling, sizzling" sound.

The elder sister said: "Zi Yan and I are from [Xieyue Mountain], so we are naturally guarded by the mountain gate... If Yu Huatian can be the second-in-command of the White Steel City, there must be forces behind us. Mr. Lin, you

I am from Hongyun Law Enforcement, and I am backed by [Nantianmen], so I may be able to get support from [Nantianmen]... As for Master Lu, we probably don’t need to worry, and then..."

The Chip Witch waved her hand, smiled and blew into Sir Lin's ear: "Xiao Linzi, look, you cheap lady is already on the fourth floor."

...a little itchy?

At this moment, a bright light burst out from the tree crown, shining on everyone... On the small island in the middle of the lake, only [Walfield] was left imprisoned in the cube.

In a cage.

Everything was silent, and [Walfield] sat down in despair.

At this time, she saw a piece of sand flowing towards her quickly, and then began to dent lines of text on the ground - text that she could understand and belonged to the technology side.

——Stay here well, I will come to see you again... Nanzi.

"Admiral..."

…

…

"What...what's going on?"

After the bright light, they appeared in [Raphael's Dream Castle] again - just now, they were in the internal subspace of [Wolfield], but now they have been expelled from the battleship.

Looking up, the battleship is still halfway inserted into the space of this [Dream Castle].

"It seems that there is no way to stay in that place." Zhao Huaian speculated: "Once the identification fails, or the identification is given up, or even if no operation is performed after a certain period of time, it will be judged as automatically giving up, and everyone will be teleported away...

Perhaps, to maintain the existence of many people in that space, a certain amount of energy needs to be consumed. This is done to save energy."

"There are only so many people left." [Tiangu] Dad suddenly sighed.

Looking around, there are still a few people, but compared to before entering the [Red King's Tomb], the number of people lost... is too many!

Not only were the three tribes [White], [Red], and [Feather] completely wiped out, but the White Steel Jinyi were also almost wiped out.

The super giant cruising robot fell directly here at this time. The old man climbed into it immediately - but it didn't take long before he walked out of it with a solemn expression, "Jiuyue is gone..."

"What?"

The twin sisters, Sir Kobayashi and the Witch, couldn't help but look surprised.

My sister even exclaimed at this time: "That place seems to have been opened... Could it be that the real Raphael is actually hiding inside? No, September must know what happened inside [Wolfield].

He must have escaped with the real Raphael... I'm afraid he has already left the [Red King's Mausoleum]!"

Looking at it together, it was the strange cabin that once captured Duobao's consciousness, but now it was blooming like lotus petals - but it was obviously not what it looked like before they were sent to [Wolfield].
To be continued...