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Enough to instantly defeat Yoshikage Kira!
"Your Mightiness……"
Xia Die blushed slightly, but did not withdraw her hand that Qiong was playing with.
The warmth emanating from her fingertips made her crave it, and it also gave her peace of mind.
"Don't we really need to be with Lady Titi?"
She asked softly, as if changing the subject.
After returning from the front lines of the Black Tide two days ago, the Tirispians began their formal journey of pursuing fire in pairs.
Go to the city-states near the Black Tide battlefield and deliver the divine message.
"Don't worry, I can sense if she's in danger."
The physical body wears the Tara mask, while the spiritual body, Qiong, maintains constant contact with the shadow soldiers. If Tirispius encounters any mishap, Qiong can open a portal to go there at any time.
The probability of the Tirispians encountering a fatal crisis on their journey to link the fire is even lower than if ten of them surrounded by the Dome were drowned in the Huangpu River by a certain Miss Long Night.
Speaking of this...
It's almost time.
Qiong naturally took Xia Die's hand, her gaze fixed on Yu Bao.
Sensing that Qiong's attention had shifted, Xia Die also quieted down.
She stopped speaking and focused all her attention on the warm touch of the hand that enveloped her.
Enjoyment with caution, a touch of greed, yet with utmost restraint.
Like a traveler longing for a drought, savoring the sweet spring water.
"It's time to show off your real skills!"
Qiong silently uttered a word in his heart.
Within his mind were seven different perspectives, one of which belonged to this part of his spiritual body, while the other six, almost solidified, belonged to other bodies.
The time difference between inside and outside is too outrageous.
The brief moment when Kiana from the outside world entered the mental space and pressed the lottery button, magnified, was equivalent to an entire day inside Onpharos.
Of course, this time difference was caused by Qiong using Kiana's portion of her spirit to draw lots.
If he were to generate this part of his spirit on his own, it would happen in an instant.
But you have to practice for free to participate in the lottery!
Especially this time, he unusually wanted to do something exciting—
Single pull!
He has never performed a single draw since he obtained the system.
Due to a bug in the gacha pool, there are four external gacha pools, which means that single pulls are not protected by the pity system.
Furthermore, when performing a single pull, the probability of items coming from the inner and outer gacha pools is not 60/60, but rather 50/50.
Like two sides of a coin.
Let's set aside the discussion of the system's underlying logic for now.
A single pull without a guaranteed reward is undoubtedly the ultimate test of a player's lineage purity.
Being Asian, neither Black nor White, Qiong dared not make a single move.
But if it were a European with great fortune, she would have the courage.
Not only does it exist, but it's also very large.
In short, two single-shot tests were conducted.
"Qibao, let me see where your limits are!"
Qiong's mind was focused on a certain field of vision in her mind.
Before the deep purple and pale gold light had faded, a clear, long sound seemed to ring in his ears.
"Whoosh~ Doo-doo-doo~ Doo-doo~ Doo-doo~"
This melody...
Qiong felt something deep within her DNA being touched.
[Item: Magic Flute]
Rating: ★★★★☆
[Description: From the world of The Magic Flute, it is an ancient relic with powerful magical abilities. When you play the flute, all the spirits of the universe will dance for you.]
The Magic Flute, the Magic Flute? Magic, magical!
With a thousand troops and horses, it frolics freely across the seas and mountains.
[Character Card: Spiral - Fool's Box]
Rating: ★★★★☆
[Introduction: One of the thirteen heroes of the Moth of Fire, an anti-Honkai organization from a pre-Honkai civilization, ranked V, and marked with a spiral.]
Standing before you now is...
Thirteen Heroes' engineering consultant.
The creator of the Key of God.
The youngest owner of Spiral Workshop.
The Magic King of the Twilight Era.
Velvi!
Reversing meaning, subverting common sense, creating illusion with reality, forging miracles with the unknown—this is the inscription of the spiral.
"..."
Qiong looked at the result of Kiana's single draw and slightly opened her mouth.
PS:
Volume 1: Chapter 820 The Fisherman Catches Everything
Praise the sun!
Qiong stood up abruptly.
With legs together, body upright, arms outstretched, exuding a sense of holiness, fingertips pointing diagonally upwards to the sky.
Clang.
Because he got up too quickly, his head hit the low roof of the fishing campervan.
An iron bucket that was originally on the edge of the roof was hit and rolled down with a clatter, landing on Qiong's head.
The scene instantly became a classic.
"Your Excellency?"
Xia Die was startled by Qiong's sudden outburst and zero-frame start, and subconsciously let out a soft cry.
Then she saw the solemn and dignified expression on Qiong's face, an expression usually reserved for the most devout Titan believers.
"Celebrate, Butterfly!"
Qiong's voice carried an epic aria-like fervor, and the comical iron bucket on her head did not diminish her imposing presence in the slightest.
"Transcending all heavens, fishing across all realms, the ultimate fishing king of all time is me! At this moment, the history of the fishing world has finally turned a new page!"
"what?"
Xia Die looked dazed and innocent, and was extremely cute.
"The Fishing King?"
She instinctively turned her head to look at the calm, waveless lake surface, where both she and Qiong's fishing floats were steadily afloat.
There was no movement, which meant that no fish were biting the bait.
Why did you suddenly become agitated?
Xia Die blinked her beautiful, purplish-red eyes, which were like the petals of an Antichrist flower, looking puzzled.
next second.
She heard it.
"Beep beep beep beep?~ Beep beep?~ Beep beep?~"
The clear, melodious, ethereal, and pure sound, like the flute music cascading down from the Milky Way in the heavens, resounded.
In Qiong's hand, a strangely shaped magic flute had appeared out of nowhere.
The flute's body is woven from dazzling gold and deep black, exuding a mysterious luster.
That mesmerizing, heavenly music flowed from the flute holes.
Soon, Xia Die saw that the fishing floats that the two had lowered into the lake began to sink and float.
A fish has taken the bait.
Qiong quickly shoved the flute into the purple Rubik's Cube on her shoulder.
The Rubik's Cube immediately extended two small "arms," which struggled but firmly supported the magic flute, allowing the flute music to continue flowing.
Qiong kept playing with one hand while jerking the lever with the other.
A plump fish, a meter long, with scales shimmering silver in the sunlight, was pulled out of the water by a fishing line and frantically thrashed its tail in mid-air.
A miniature garbage bag, shimmering with golden light, hangs from the corner of its mouth.
"Butterfly, how did you know I caught a 40-kilogram fish?"
Xia Die was even more stunned when the young man looked at her with a "how come you're so smart?" gaze.
"Neh~"
The purple Rubik's Cube immediately followed suit, bouncing up and down in the same abstract manner, expressing its pride in sharing the same style as its partner.
"I...I saw it?"
Xia Die was even more bewildered by these inexplicable words.
That innocent and slightly naive look, combined with her elfin beauty, was incredibly captivating.
No more.
So cute!
Qiong couldn't help but reach out and gently cup Xia Die's delicate, slightly flushed cheeks.
It feels slightly cool to the touch, yet is as delicate and smooth as the finest silk.
It resembles solidified jelly, carrying the fresh scent unique to young girls.
"Woo~"
Xia Die wanted to speak, but her breath was interrupted by a gentle yet firm kneading of her cheek.
A soft, slightly silly hum escaped from her lips uncontrollably.
So warm.
The first thought that popped into Xia Die's mind.
The touch on my cheek was more direct and warmer than when our hands were clasped together before; the warmth seemed to seep through my skin into my heart.
The loneliness and restraint of a thousand years were slightly diluted by this intimate gesture.
Despite her best efforts to remain calm, the heartfelt excitement still caused a smile to quietly creep onto her lips.