The Strongest Deduction of the Comprehensive Comics

"Hmph!" Amon Ra snorted coldly. Ahura silently recited the scriptures. Facing the mirror, Ishtar combed his hair with a smile on his face.

Uriel, the Light of God, closed his eyes without saying a word, as if he was listening to a message from someone. After opening his eyes, he shook his head towards Tartarus.

Although the group of gods had objections to the result, they could only watch Greece obtain the gift naming right after the Greek gods shamed themselves and took out the super god.

Gods and Buddhas are not fools. By now, everyone understands that Greece is tricky.

From the very beginning, the various settings of the game tended to make poets make blasphemous remarks.

For the contemporary Hakoniwa poets, such remarks are almost treasonous, not to mention that the audience seats are full of gods.

As long as they are not fools, it is impossible for the poets of the various god groups to make such blasphemous remarks, even if the gods are willing, but at the beginning of the gift game, it is stipulated that they cannot interfere with the contestants, blocking the possibility of their comeback.

From the very beginning, the game setting of the Greek gods was overwhelmingly unfavorable to the rest of the gods. Logically speaking, the other gods would most likely disagree with the result.

However, the "Hakoniwa Center recognizes the fairness and justice of the game" that Moon Rabbit announced aloud just now, it just snapped! Snapped! Slapped everyone in the face.

This is no longer a black whistle, this is directly shameless of the banker! !

"Greece's hand is black enough!"

Indra, who held high the banner of having nothing to do with himself, couldn't help but smiled viciously.

"Just remind in advance that it is a competition for poets to sing hymns. After arriving at the scene, they wantonly created rules that are beneficial to themselves. Taking advantage of the fact that the gods have no time to study the tricks in the competition arrangement, they caught everyone by surprise. The most ruthless thing is this game The game actually uses the Hakoba Center as the backing, and once the winner is determined, it will directly block the possibility of the gods repenting, tsk tsk tsk, this method is black enough and insidious enough."

"But it can only be used once. Next time, other gods will not be so easy to fool."

You frowned, the operating mechanism of the gift game has been spread by Greece, and I am afraid that this is the only chance to sing black whistle.

Next, the gods and Buddhas will definitely start to study this disgusting ability that is directly connected to the center and can sing black whistle. I am afraid that in the near future, there will be a demon king who abuses his authority.

"Anyway, you Greece made money this time." Indra rolled his eyes and said.

"You seem to have forgotten yourself? According to this development, Moon Rabbit's trial jurisdiction will probably be quite popular in the future." You spread out his hands and said with a relaxed smile.

At this moment, after confirming the fact that the gods present acquiesced to the game result, Tartarus cleared his throat and said loudly.

"Then, I declare that the winner of this gift game is—O...Hesiod!!!"

Tartarus, who changed his words temporarily, couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

In the darkness, a pair of pitch-black eyes suddenly opened, followed by a cold whisper: "Finally can't help it?"

Chapter 152 The Ending Hide and Seek

On the earth filled with yellow sand, in front of a slightly yellow pool, the gray-bearded old man with his upper body naked and surrounded by an illusory river slowly opened his cloudy eyes.

He stared at the handwriting made of yellow sand on the pool in front of him with piercing eyes.

"The ultimate winner of the gift naming game is: Hesiod."

Suddenly, the last four characters in the handwriting were gradually distorted in the eyes of the old man, and finally the name 'Orpheus' slowly appeared.

He frowned, and said coldly:

"Has the power of the "Tree of Destiny" been disturbed? Then who made the move? Is it Nix who holds the "Tree of Darkness", or Gaia who has the "Tree of Earth"? Or the "Tree of Matter" ’’ Zhou You? Perhaps the Nuwa from the ‘Genetic System Tree’ is also possible.”

Every time Kronos uttered a name, the illusory river guarding him emitted a sound that seemed to be running like a real river, which was the power of fate searching for the source of disturbance.

Kronos is very clear that only the same "self-system tree" can interfere with the power of the "self-system tree", and in this small garden, currently only the people he mentioned above possess this power.

The illusory and circular river ran for a while, and finally trembled slightly. There was a sound of the river beating the rocks, and a drop of water splashed from the illusory river, walking towards reality.

And within this small drop of water, a black, legless real dragon with its head and tail hovering around, its cold and indifferent golden vertical pupils are sneering and observing its surroundings.

Seeing this metaphorical pattern, Kronos squinted his eyes, took a deep breath, and said in a cold voice:

"It turned out to be the "Material System Tree"! It actually destroyed my design again. It seems that he can no longer be allowed to do whatever he wants."

"However, the most important thing now is to get the deviation out of the way. The merits of [Bonus Namer] must be blessed on Hesiod's spiritual status. It is only the judgment of the Hakoniwa Center... that's all, let's use the dark hand that deceives the history of mankind!"

Kronos frowned a little unhappily when he thought that it would take countless years to use the opportunity to build the center to set up a dark hand, but he also knew that this was a necessary effort for his purpose.

After making a decision in his heart, Kronos lowered his head slightly, stretched out his right hand, touched the water level of the pool, and started writing.

"Due to the interference of the self-system tree left by Kronos in the center, the logical self-consistency of the Hakoniwa center has errors. The main impact of this error is concentrated on the gift naming game just held. Orr, who was originally the winner, Firth was mistaken for Hesiod by Hakoniwa Central!"

"This is a pity accident, and what's even more pity is that after the Hakoniwa Center regained its self-consistency, it didn't fix this mistake."

The illusory river surrounding Kronos kept flowing, as if it had hit a non-existent boulder, causing drops of transparent water to splash and scatter.

And amidst the splashing water, scenes from the Tartarus Theater were placed in front of Kronos.

And this also includes the courtship ballad of Orpheus.

Kronos' gray beard couldn't help shaking, and then shook three or five times in a row. He had already withdrawn his fingers from the pool, but couldn't help but continue to stretch out his hand and write in the pool.

"Due to the inexplicable failure of the gift naming game, Orpheus questioned Eros for the reward that originally belonged to him. During this period, some verbal conflicts occurred. In the end, Orphes offended Eros and was hated by him."

After writing, Kronos withdrew his hand. A mortal would not let him use his dark hand on Eros, but offending the God of Desire was enough for Orpheus to drink a pot.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

But at this moment, the water pool was windless and automatic, and handwriting actively surfaced on the surface of the water pool.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Kronos' mouth curled up a bit, "Are you finally starting to counterattack? Then let me see how well prepared you are."

And at this moment, the originally hazy sky was instantly covered by the blackness like ink, and the galaxy was reversed, and the dusk was replaced by the night.

...

In the space illuminated by dim candlelight, the complex and dense strange patterns on the ground glowed with a faint silver-blue brilliance.

And in the center of the pattern, Nix, who was wearing a pure black long dress, was sitting in front of a rusty and mottled ancient brass mirror with his eyes tightly closed, wiping the yellow-brown mirror surface with white mist.

Around her, the three ancient gods Gaia, Erebus, and Eros formed a triangular formation, firmly protecting her in the center.

With Nix's fingertips touching the mirror, a small part of the white mist on the copper mirror was wiped off, revealing a bright mirror.

To outsiders, this scene looks like Nix writing on a foggy mirror.

"The failure of Orpheus is the result, and the logic error in Hakoniwa Center is the cause. This is a fact, and this is inevitable."

"The logical error in Hakoniwa's center is the result, and the power of destiny left by Kronos in the center is the cause. This is a fact, and this is inevitable."

"The power of destiny that Kronos left in the center is the result, and Kronos activated the power of destiny at the outer gate of 9633 is the cause. This is a fact, and this is inevitable."

Suddenly, Nix opened her eyes, and there was a hint of coldness in her dark eyes. She looked at the words 9633 on the outer door, and said coldly: "Locked."