Chapter 272 Swinging the sword of rebellion against God
Looking at the cards in his hand, Mei Lian hesitated again and again, looking at the scattered cards, and finally sighed and played out the five he just touched.
"Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Mei Lian, I played a bad card again."
Shajo Aige smiled and pushed down the two remaining cards in her hand. The five cards that Mei Lian just played happened to be a straight. In addition, she had already opened kong three times, so the result in front of her was self-evident.
Mei Lian was silent. He felt like he was about to burst. He had been losing since he sat down on this mahjong table. He was obviously very good at Jidong Mahjong, but he didn't expect that he would be ruthlessly crushed in return.
He suspected that the three people in front of him were playing him, but there was no evidence.
Mikael looked at Mei Lian, who was a little autistic, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart. Three of the four people on the mahjong table were in the same group, how could he win?
What's more, Aige itself is the biggest cheating device. As the root princess, as long as she wants to keep winning, she will never lose.
Just when they were about to start the next round, the androids responsible for guarding the building suddenly received news of observation. There were 342 ordinary humans and an enemy Master approaching the Tower of Babel building. They were holding
Armed with hostility in mind.
"There is no need to report this small matter, just leave it to others to handle."
"Do you need my help? Mikael-kun."
Shajo Aige asked curiously. For those who dare to be hostile to Mikael, she will never let them go.
"It's nothing, it's just cleaning up the garbage. Just leave it to others. Let's continue mahjong."
Mikael smiled and didn't take this matter to heart at all.
Qingzi frowned slightly, not quite agreeing with Mikael's decision in her heart. Although she had witnessed all kinds of darkness among magicians, she would inevitably feel resentful if she had to clean out so many ordinary people in one go.
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"Isn't there an enemy Master? Just in case, let me go and help."
She stood up and followed the android who had just left.
Michael looked at Qingzi's leaving back and couldn't help but sigh softly. He could also roughly understand what Qingzi was thinking.
"Then let's go and have a look. Mahjong or something like that. It's not too late to come back and play."
Hearing his words, Mei Lian breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously and wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead. God knows how much he lost when he entered. It is estimated that if he plays for a while, he won't even have the money to buy a plane ticket back to Europe.
Although he didn't know who the Master he had never met was, he still wanted to thank that person sincerely.
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All the streets leading to the Tower of Babel Building have been cleared, and everyone is hiding at home, looking fearfully through the windows. This is the first time that the gang has had a head-on conflict with the group.
The security personnel of the Tower of Babel Group who were armed with live ammunition also relied on armored vehicles to set up temporary defensive camps. In fact, this was completely redundant behavior in the eyes of the commander. The guns held by the gangsters were pitiful. As long as they fired a wave, they would probably be destroyed.
Can take them all away.
The gangsters stopped five hundred meters away, maintaining a relatively safe distance from the security personnel of the Tower of Babel.
"There is no need for a homeland to bury the bones. There are green hills everywhere in life."
Looking at the opposite side with live ammunition, facing this situation, Koizumi couldn't help but recite a poem.
"You actually know Saigo Takakatsu's poems?!"
Satang February looked at Xiaoquan next to him with an incredulous look. It was obvious that this guy had been hanging out with his father since he was very young. It would be better to chop off his head if he was asked to study. He was severely repelled by learning.
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"I think all the heroes in the past had to recite a poem before they died. I feel that although I am not a hero, I still have to recite a poem."
Xiaoquan's old face turned red and he quickly defended.
"That's called a death poem, but Mr. Koizumi doesn't need to belittle yourself. Since you can stand here, you are already a hero."
Liang Yishou said, his sword is ready to be unsheathed at any time to drink the enemy's blood freely. If he can fight in close combat, he is not afraid of those guys with guns.
A spear is faster if you are five steps away, and a sword is faster if you are within five steps.
"But are you really sure that Mr. Sugar can block those people's attacks so that we can engage in close combat?"
"Of course, I can still guarantee this."
Before he finished speaking, Leonidas I appeared in front of Sugar Er Er, his red cloak was like a red war flag that was flapping.
"Don't worry, leave it to me, Master, I will be your best spear and shield!"
He said in a low voice, with unquestionable firmness in his words, but his face covered under the helmet was unusually solemn. He could feel the undisguised aura of the four servants opposite him.
This battle was no different from the Battle of Thermopylae back then, but he was not intimidated by the opponent's overwhelming power. If he wanted to get something from the Spartans, then let's use war to steal it.
"Hey - this person is the one from last night..."
When Koizumi saw Leonidas I, his eyes couldn't help but light up. It was this funny man who looked like a cosplayer who helped them block the Tower of Babel group and created a chance to escape.
"ncer, Leonidas I."
Satou February gave a brief introduction to the Servants, Masters and Holy Grail War. In fact, he didn't know much about it. It was basically the information recorded in the accompanying booklet.
"The universal wishing machine...can it grant a wish to bring Father Fangga back to life?"
Koizumi keenly noticed the meaning represented by the Holy Grail, and his voice couldn't help but become excited.
"It should be possible. After all, it is a universal wishing machine."
Sugar Sugar Er Er said uncertainly, but soon his heart sank. A man wearing ancient clothes appeared in front of the Tower of Babel camp opposite. If he guessed correctly, that man should be a Servant.
Different from the servant that appeared last time, this proves that the opponent has more than two servants riding on it, and the strength of ncer is just one against two, so it is not a suitable choice no matter how you think about it.
【Calm down, Master, we need to calm down on the ground.】
As if aware of the fluctuations in his heart, Leonidas I's voice sounded in the heart of Sugar February.
"Lancer, does it really make sense for us to do this?"
Glancing around the closed doors and windows, Sutang Eryue lowered his eyes. Although they were powerful, they still felt like the wind was blowing. Everyone was determined to die, but he didn't understand that revenge was in vain.
Is it really worth losing your life here?
[Whether it is meaningful or not depends on the master's inner thoughts, but I think there must be something more important than life in the world. 】
"But I don't know what I think."
[But you are standing here, aren't you? Compared to your confused heart, your body acted honestly. 】
"So this is ah……"
Sugar Er Er couldn't help but let out a wry smile. He suddenly understood the truth. Since revenge is what everyone wants, there is no need for him to think about it so much.