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Chapter 1978: The goal is achieved

Door,

The original letters he possesses-[m],

The positioning room of the highest will belong to the auxiliary type, mainly responsible for world creation and management. Its unique modeling fluid can also be used for limb repair among teammates and the construction of temporary equipment.

but,

When he was as close as his father and brother, and also his most respected teacher Mede, was attacked and killed by Goodman,

He was determined to personally execute the out of control,

The execution time is set as the value of Black Tower completely draining Goodman,

Since the teacher died, he formally accepted the letter m.

He often turns into an ordinary person and travels through the self-configured world created by modeling fluid.

One of my favorite things is to sit on the highest peaks in various worlds for thought fishing.

Sometimes he himself didn't know what the meaning of doing this was, but such a meditation could calm down and observe every detail of the world.

Until one day,

The Door fell into a state of meditation that he had never seen before in the fishing room.

Invisibly stirring the real world with a fishing rod, realizing the essence of the modeling liquid, condensing a white solid with quality beyond the modeling liquid.

When you wake up,

This solid substance is ore-shaped and hung on the fish hook, and there is only one piece.

If you still want to obtain such a solid, you may have to enter the strange state like that just now.

He did not seek support from the highest technology of Black Tower,

I did not seek the most experienced forge in the Black Tower, and the props master processed this substance.

Instead, he came to a lower world under his name and found the blacksmith shop in a village here.

A blacksmith named Gao left a deep impression on him.

While traveling around the world, Mento even lived in this village for a while and had a deep chat with the blacksmith.

In the name of "orch" the white solid was handed over to the blacksmith for forging, but hoped to create a weapon for protection.

There is no specified type, size or characteristics, just allow the blacksmith to perform freely.

final,

A seemingly ordinary long sword was completed and delivered a hundred days later.

Mento also gave the blacksmith a special card with [m] printed on it, saying that it will definitely be used in the future.

He intends to show this special white sword to any colleague in the Black Tower.

In Mento's eyes, this sword has only one purpose, that is, to kill Mr. Goodman with his own hands...

but,

With the forging of this sword, Ms. Bei, who is responsible for [World Balance], felt a large scale tilt in the highest will member,

The one who obviously tends to be a supporter, such as the tutor, comes to the door to inquire in person.

Become the only insider of this white sword.

With the out-of-control incident, Mento's time to use this sword was immediately ahead of schedule.

He never thought of taking out this world sword at Mandaros... However, Goodman's early appearance made him change his mind instantly,

Not to mention, Goodman's goal is actually the only candidate he values ​​the most.

The emotions suppressed in his heart completely exploded at this moment, and he would never allow Goodman to escape here.

When the mirror crosses the world, separating them from Goodman

Looking at the "self" reflected in the mirror, Mento's artistic conception seemed to return to the fishing moment of that day.

No more concealment

Unsheathed and cut!

The mirror that blocks the world has been cut off, and Goodman's waist and abdomen are completely cut off.

[Cutting halfway] is not fatal.

Chase!

Step out in one step,

Modeling fluid creates the shortest connection between him and Goodman.

When the soles of the feet that were stuck to the white liquid stepped out, they had already come to Goodman...

The sword just now deviated slightly due to the 'prism effect',

This time, Mento stared at Goodman's brain. Even though the brain in front of him was fused with the brain of the premature M, it did not affect Mento's determination at all.

His teacher was already dead.

All Mento needs to do now is killing.

Buzz!

As the world sword in his hand fell vertically, Bai Hong seemed to want to split this universe.

It was about to cut off Goodman's head,

Swish!

A syringe was actually one step faster and inserted from the side into Goodman's brain.

There was any process, and Goodman deliberately gave up all defenses and stopped the operation of the Montenegro base, so that his upper body was instantly drained and turned into a skin.

When another syringe is about to be inserted into the lower body, a black vortex is generated at the same time, sweeping Goodman's lower body away faster.

The world sword fell down,

As the sword tip pointed, Mandaros cut a white crack and cut it into the dimension.

"Oh, it's really terrible that Contemporary M has such strength..."

At the same time, a loud sound that resounded throughout the world from far to near.

Waiting for the door holder to look up,

Except Goodman,

Twenty [kings] were hanging in the sky, showing different out-of-control postures.

Facing this scene,

Mento didn't have any timidity and actually wanted to slash his sword.

At this time,

A palm gently fell on the shoulder of the doorholder, stopping his impulsive behavior, and at the same time, he transmitted a message: Such a weapon is quite laborious to wield... I hid my trump card, it is not the time to use it completely.

Slightly controlled words to calm down Mento.

At the same time, the sound from above came again:

"Charles, long time no see."

Charles responded coldly: "President, is it easy to control such a person who is undisciplined and has the most interests?"

"Haha! I can really understand your difficulties now... I really want to sit down and have a good chat with you, but if you drag it off again, things will become very troublesome when Mr. An arrives.

See you next time, Charles.

We are not ready yet~”

The voice ends.

Hissing!

An unknown mucus directly corrodes the space blocked by Charles, corroding a path to the dimensions.

Even the surface of the node symbolizing [Mandaros] actually appeared a small piece of corrosion spot.

This ability corresponds to an individual who is uncontrolled and drooling at any time.

Charles reached out to block the rest of his teammates and forbidden them to pursue... because, he did not notify Mr. An, that delaying time would not have any effect.

There must be someone in the Black Tower.

"The purpose has been achieved, Mandaros has been saved, I have also captured spatial information about the world's Rubik's Cube, and also captured the lower body of [Goodman]. Let's stop here."

"Um."

The rest of the staff were also relatively calm.

Francis, who was bounced out of the dimension by his own power, also rushed back at this time.

He also witnessed the exaggerated scene with his own eyes when he was flying backwards.

I didn't take the departure of the out-of-control person seriously. After all, Francis knew very well that the ending in front of him was pretty good.

Bang! Then he gave a slap and slapped heavily on the back of the door.

“Mento, you guy!

The letter m is not used like this by you!? It is so aggressive. If you have time, you must come to the fighting club. We both took off all our clothes and did not reserve any reservations, and had fun!"
Chapter completed!
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