The Puppeteer of Academy City

"This is the will of 'Baiyin'!" Ling Qianji said, "Or, you can think of it as the plan made by the elders."

Ling Xingye thought of the elders of the silver organization that only existed in the rumors. Although she had never met them, it was not difficult to feel their huge influence on the entire organization from the few words that Sister Yao chatted.

Ling Qianji continued: "Don't underestimate the elders, those guys are monsters in every sense...ah, right!"

As if he suddenly remembered something, he added: "I'm not referring to these elders now—but the first generation elders thousands of years ago!"

In other words, Ling Qianji's so-called "script" was written thousands of years ago.

"A thousand years ago?" A word suddenly popped up in Ling Xingye's mind, "Baiyin's plan for a thousand years?"

Baiyin Yao had previously told Ling Xingye about the history of the Baiyin organization and the history of its struggle with Yanshi. At that time, it was specifically mentioned that the two major organizations have a long plan that lasts for thousands of years.

"Oh? Thank you for knowing this, so I'll explain it later." Ling Qianji said with satisfaction, "That's the thing, it's about the organization's millennium plan—you and I are just part of the plan. So I said, everything has been done Destined, it's time for you to give up too..."

But before he could finish his sentence, he was knocked down by Right Fire, and was deeply embedded in the ground.

"I've said it all, don't pretend that I don't exist!" Youfang Zhihuo said, and continued to wave his right hand, taking pictures of Feiling Xingye.

"This is…"

Ling Xingye and Ling Qianji didn't bother to continue "chatting", they looked at Zhihuo to the right together.

To be precise, he looked at his "right hand"—at this moment, a second "right arm" appeared on his right shoulder.

I can't tell what the material is, but it looks like a giant arm composed of distorted light blocks, flaunting wantonly in the air, ready to move.

"Sacred right!" Ling Qianji recognized the strange new right arm, and his tone became dignified.

Youfangzhihuo put away the previous joking mentality, and used his real skills to deal with the two people in front of him.

This kind of development was beyond Ling Qianji's expectation—according to his plan, he should wait for him to regain control of his body and recover his full strength before facing this scene.

In all fairness, only Ling Xingye is alone at present, so the right fire will not show this "second right arm".

Unexpectedly, Youfangzhihuo was irritated by the dispute between the two of them, and decided to use all his strength to solve the problem quickly.

Youfangzhihuo also heard the conversation between Ling Xingye and Ling Qianji, and was a little concerned about the "thousand-year plan" they mentioned.

But he is as conceited as the fire on the right, but he doesn't bother to ask for details-after I save the world and eliminate all misfortunes, your so-called "thousand-year plan" will be just a cloud.

Facing Youfangzhihuo who suddenly became serious, Ling Xingye shouted loudly: "Hey, don't fight among yourself at this time?"

"To defeat him, I must become a puppet master!" Ling Qianji snapped back.

But he was just talking about the current enemy, and the two had to work together.

The puppet and puppet master resumed their normal cooperation before, and the effect was immediate. Although the fire of the right that revealed the "sacred right" became stronger, Ling Xingye's response was more calm.

Almost all of Ling Xingye's skills are in the silk-drawing drama. With the cooperation of the puppet and clown at this time, at least he doesn't have to continue running around in embarrassment.

Similarly, no matter how powerful Ling Qianji is, at this moment he is living among the puppets and buffoons, after all, he is still a silk puppet... Without the manipulation of the puppet master, it is impossible for the silk puppet to exert its full strength.

Ling Xingye, who had regained his usual rhythm, finally got a chance to breathe.

On the other hand, Zhihuo on the right showed an undisguised expression of irritability and displeasure on his face.

"Do you feel troublesome now?" Ling Xingye asked.

"Hmph, you are indeed very tenacious!"

"Regret?"

"Oh, I never regret it." Youfang Zhihuo waved his right hand, but was avoided by Ling Xingye and the buffoon, "On the contrary, you should regret it if you didn't take the opportunity to escape!"

"Being unilaterally hammered by you for so long, I am also very unwilling!" Ling Xingye said, "So, it is better to do a good thing by the way-such as ending this war."

The fire on the right in front of you is the leader of the mysterious side camp, the chief culprit who started this war.

This time, the special nature of the "Third World War" determines that as long as this man is defeated, there is a high probability that the war can be ended directly!

Ling Xingye decided to meddle in his own business with the idea of ​​"everyone is here".

"You are even more arrogant than I thought!" You Fangzhihuo laughed back angrily, "Really, it feels very refreshing to be underestimated to such an extent!"

"Who is more arrogant?" Ling Xingye said softly, preparing for battle.

His decision to stay and defeat the Right Fire was not really a whim, but a more realistic consideration.

—Ling Qianji couldn't hold back anymore.

It could almost be regarded as the final showdown just now, if it hadn't finally annoyed the fire of the right side and caused an indiscriminate blow, it forced him to make a compromise.

Now Ling Qianji turned back into a puppet to cooperate in the battle again, all relying on the great enemy, the fire on the right. Without the same level of external pressure, that guy Ling Qianji would definitely bounce back every minute!

But Ling Qianji is essentially another self—so Ling Xingye doesn't know what to do. After thinking about it, the only thing he can do is delay.

Therefore, he decided to continue to use the external pressure of the Right Fire.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if I have to "abdicate to the virtuous" in the end and return my body and consciousness to Ling Qianji, at least I must end this war first and leave a peaceful environment for everyone in Academy City.

"Hey, don't make it sound like you can really beat me!" Youfang Zhihuo stood still, but his huge right arm could change in size at will, chasing Ling like a whack-a-mole. Starry Night and Harlequin fight.

Finally, after a while of chasing, the right hand suddenly turned into a grab, picked up the clown, and held it in his palm.

Seeing that it was not Ling Xingye ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but his puppet that was caught, Youfangzhihuo was a little disappointed.

Then he frowned and looked down at his feet: "Why haven't those three idiots come yet? Is it so hard to catch someone?"

Just now he sent a trio of mercenaries down to capture the real Kamijou Touma, but he didn't expect that there would be no movement after so long.

This "Star of Bethlehem" is a "ceremony site" specially prepared by Youfangzhihuo for the purpose of Kamijo Touma.

Before the arrival of the Lord, there must be no problems with this ceremony venue.

"...Otherwise, how could it be possible for you to slip up to the present?"

"Kamijou Touma's ability is indeed amazing, but I can't figure out why you are so obsessed with him?" Ling Xingye asked, he glanced at the clown who was tightly held by the other party, and had no intention of going to save him.

"Of course you don't know what Kamijou Touma means." Right Fire said, "His right hand can eliminate all miracles."

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