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859 Ceremony (Night)

"Is this the power of the world in Fantasy Country? It's a little different from what I thought...23"

The outside world of Fantasy Country, looking at the familiar scenes around, Claude couldn't help but say this.

It was a high-tech scene that was completely different from Fantasy Village. There were tall buildings and numerous buildings. Sports cars floating on the roadside ran past one by one. They consumed not some electricity or fuel, but were high-tech products of the "magic energy block".

This is the place where Midchelda, the founding of the Time and Space Administration, and one of the three most powerful civilizations under the starry sky.

At the same time, it is also the birthplace of the identity of "Claude"...

"Then what do you think the power of the world should be like?"

Yakumo Zi also looked around. She had obviously not used this power for a hundred years, but now she is not unfamiliar with it. On the contrary, she has gone a little bit of cultivation again and has a deeper understanding of her power.

"Authentic, most of the world's power is used to fight. Each of the seven most famous mutated worlds in the void has the power to make people invincible at the same level or even challenge them higher than the level. But... who stipulates that the power of the world must be used to fight? My world, the fantasy country called "Paradise", has never thought of using it to fight since its inception!"

Yakumo Zi gently instigated the folding fan in her hand, and her eyes were only smiling a little. Even after so long, she couldn't help but smile with the most sincere smile after taking back her world.

Can……

"Tell me, what are you going to deal with 'her'?" Cloud asked with a frown.

Since when, no one has passed by in the space of more than ten meters around the two. Claude, who released the spell of "Idle Man Dispelling", had never left Yakumoko from beginning to end.

He was waiting for the other party's answer. Although he had only lived together for more than a week, Claude understood that Yakumo was definitely not a guy who liked to rush around. Just like most ancient immortals, the woman in front of him was also a terrifying existence with infinite experience and could turn it into a weapon.

As for Yakumo-Suu, who was stared at by Claude...

"Why deal with 'her'?"

Listening to Claude's question, she actually gave such a rhetorical question. A rhetorical question that Claude would never have thought of.

“Um…”

Claude was speechless for a moment, but soon after, he realized that he understood Yakumo's meaning.

"So, from the very beginning, did you plan to stand by and watch?"

This is not a difficult answer to guess. From beginning to end, Yakumo only wanted to take back his world. As for who the residents in the world were, to be honest, she actually didn't care at all.

Whether it is a mortal or a cultivator, even if it is an immortal or a god, as long as you follow the rules of Fantasy Land, there is no problem at all.

As for the possibility of usurping the world by gods...

Neither Claude nor Yakumoto were worried about this.

Just as the immortals would not snatch bronze and silver props, the gods sitting at the top of the starry sky would not snatch a world that they could not use at all.

"I really don't care about my residents at all."

"I heard from Kanako that when you wander, I rejected the confession of many young girls in my childhood."

Claude and Yakumozumi, who have similar faces but embarked on completely different paths, stood in this quiet world, with a smile on their faces, as if the moon hanging high in the night sky, while being lonely and indifferent, it also emits a deadly light that is enough to attract any stars.

...When cars come and go, time passes quietly, and in a blink of an eye, the halo dyes the entire sky red.

"Go back." Yakumo Yakusa yawned very unlady, and then he took out a bag with two strange eyes from his pocket. After taking it with him, he was like a sleepy bug and was about to hibernate.

And Claude...

“…The last question.”

Standing there, he did not take any steps. After hesitating for a while, he decided to ask out the doubts in his heart.

"If you included me in the plan from the beginning, then... what is the meaning of Boli Lingmeng's existence?"

“…”

Yakumozu stopped, she stood in front of the gap, as if he was hesitating, and as if he didn't know how to answer, for a long time...

"You will understand."

Given such an answer, she jumped into the gap the next second and completely disappeared in front of Claude's eyes.

And Claude...

"Will I understand...?" He chuckled, and after a decision was made in his heart, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the sun that was about to fall below the horizon. "Do you think so too, Lord God?"

“…”

The Lord God disguised as the sun did not answer, and Claude did not need his answer. He laughed softly, like a thought that had solved many years of doubts. With a wave of his hand, he tore up the surrounding space.

"Since Yakumoji doesn't take action, then let me have fun with you."

Put the black chess piece that he was playing with in the void. The next moment, a figure of a Western chess board quietly appeared and disappeared quietly. In that only a moment of existence, the black chess piece was left with the white chess piece... the last step!

“It’s check-mate.”

Claude chuckled, and then he disappeared into this small world like Yakumo.

The next second, the original silence was broken. In this small world encircled by Claude, the abortion and the shadow of the car began to appear slowly. Soon, the last trace of disharmonious aura was also diluted and disappeared. However, the main god who looked at all said nothing and did nothing from beginning to end.

Just like... his attitude towards the entire starry sky for thousands of years.

...

Fantasy Country, late at night.

Claude, who returned to Bori Shrine, responded to Lindy's attack as usual, while smiling at the fight between Lingmeng, Malisha and Wenwen.

In short, it has been twelve days since Cloud entered Fantasy Country.

This half month is not worth mentioning compared to the thousand-year wandering. But for Claude, the life in Fantasy Village made him feel the stability he had never thought of.

The same is true today. After dinner and a little washing up, Cloud returned to his bedroom.
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