When I returned from the land of ice and snow, impulse and sensibility finally returned to reason.
"That kind of tragic protagonist-like plot that the whole world owes you, beheading sisters and proving sermons, is not suitable for me at all. Even if it is difficult to hell, trying to do everything possible to win is my usual style of painting."
But sometimes, when the passion fades and the reality is in front of you, no matter what preparations you have in mind, the cruel reality will still teach you how to be a human being.
And now, the most ruthless reality is in front of me...
"I can't beat it, I have absolutely no chance of winning..."
Yes, when the passion is frozen and the current situation is analyzed rationally, the most serious problems arise.
Facing Eliza in front of me, I had absolutely no chance of winning.
For me, the battle is nothing more than a dual competition of intelligence and strength. Some people prefer to crush their strength, while others like to obtain intelligence, and use targeted strategies and combat methods to win.
And no doubt, I am the latter.
Before every battle, I would gather intelligence, prepare targeted strategies and trump cards, and weaken the opponent to win, but this time, due to the complete lack of preparation, I have already lost a lot of points in intelligence.
Most of what I know about Eliza is still ten years ago, and after her demonization, she doesn't want to talk about her abilities, and I don't need to ask. The basic ability of the God of Elements, Eliza's past information can be said to be completely outdated.
But what are my abilities, what am I good at, what bad habits, what fighting styles, and what flaws I cannot change, I am afraid that Eliza will know very well. The most terrible thing is that among the professors in the past, I Completely explained her own understanding of combat and choice of ability, then, she not only knows my ability, but also knows my combat choices and habits.
This is terrible. It can be said that in intelligence preparation and pre-war preparations, I am a zero, and Eliza is a full score.
And this is not the most fatal.
"Really, I can't see the odds of winning at all..."
I mentioned earlier that Eliza and any major god I've met are powerful, and it's not a meaningless description.
Today's Eliza, even if the main god of the plane of fire, is also the survivor of the daughter of the abyss, I don't know how much memory and power of the daughter of the abyss she has gained from this generation's Cynthia, but it's just an extension His power surpassed the Sophocles, the most powerful god I thought before.
And the most shameless, yes, is shameless, she is the god of elements of this plane, which means that she can obtain endless power supplements through the Throne of Elements, and there is no possibility of running out of power, and once she dies in battle, she will also Can be resurrected quickly, unless he directly digs out his Elemental Throne as in the case of Urm Diloken.
But this time, there was no preparation at all, and I don't know where the Throne of Elements is. With the lessons of Erm Derloken, the Throne of Elements must be well hidden, and I couldn't find it for a while.
"There is absolutely no chance of victory in sight..."
Compared with magic power and magic, there is no possibility of victory, close to hand combat... A demon god, the god of elements is close to hand, even if you don't consider Eliza's strong and messy fighting skills, there is still no possibility of victory.
Sweat dripped from my cheeks, and the maid in front of me remained silent, but I couldn't find any space to shoot. This little bastard, Cavens, set me a dead end that I couldn't overcome.
"Master, please don't act rashly, otherwise, it may be a better option for you to return to the Styx for a few months of vacation, rather than permanent destruction."
Even immortality has been seen through, how can this be played.
The vague murderous intent in those silent eyes is a firm determination. I have not yet made up my mind to kill. There is no chance of winning at all.
"Fighting and killing hurts feelings. Otherwise, let's play chess, guess a riddle, and let me go if I win?"
I tentatively offered words that I couldn't believe, but Eliza laughed.
"I knew you would say that."
Then there was a three-dimensional chessboard and hundreds of silver and gold pieces in front of us.
"Wizard chess with 500 pieces? It also comes with a map of another world? Each activated piece replaces a battle group, a super precious item that can deduce a world war at home? I have always wanted to play... Do you think I would say that! Wait! After we finish the game, it will be the end of the world!"
In a sense, my heart is bleeding. In modern wizard chess, there are only one hundred pieces and three continents at most. This can be enough to simulate the pieces of multiple planes. It is definitely a treasure of a boss, but once Play, let alone a day or two, the world war will definitely not end in a few months.
"Let's play guessing? I have the complete works of Hemet Rice's conjectures here, the selection of the nine-ring mage's college entrance examination, and the compilation of the fourth-level goblin engineer examination questions. I will give the questions first?"
Eliza miraculously took out a dozen books from the maid's skirt. Sure enough, the maid's long skirt is a dimensional bag with everything.
Hemet Rice, some deranged mathematician, left behind a pile of age-old puzzles that drove math geniuses crazy, and my math skills... Did I mention that I don't need to learn advanced numbers to study law? The only confidence I have in regards to Hemet's problem is that it is absolutely... Absolutely can't even understand the title.
As for the remaining questions about the magic test and the goblin test, I have heard of those two tests. The former is the only way to pass the qualification certificate for high-level mages, and the latter is the foreign engineers that the goblins use to toss to study. Yes, there are even questions like "What is the goblin's favorite food, and how many cubs can a goblin give birth to at a time?" Whether it can be answered depends not on knowledge and reasoning, but on whether it is boring enough and whether it is accurate enough.
And most importantly, even if I figure it out...
"Eliza, can you promise that I will answer it and let me go?"
"Of course... no."
No one can guarantee that the other party will abide by the promise, especially I have never regarded abiding by the promise as a virtue, and taught this concept to the people in front of me.
I once again experienced the pain of shooting myself in the foot. The smiling maid blocked my retreat step by step. Obviously I had the initiative to start the war, but I instinctively felt that as long as I made a move, the one who would be beaten instantly would definitely be Own.
escape? Where to flee to? This is the flame element plane, and the opponent in front of him is the master of this plane, how can he escape.
The strength is crushed, the information is thoroughly explored, the geographical advantage is opposite, and the opponent can summon helpers at any time to replenish the magic power and resurrection. Now, I have no chance of victory at all.
"Idiot, at the critical moment, it really depends on us."
The words of the dead cat made me stunned for a moment. I just remembered now that she seemed to have expected that things would develop to this point. Could she have been prepared.
"We? Who else?"
And in the next instant, my doubts were answered.
On the top of the dead cat's head, a seed was sprouting rapidly, turning into a rose flower as tall as a person in an instant, and then the familiar green-haired beauty came out of it.
At the same moment, the cold killing intent extended from the heels to the back. At this moment, the smiling maid in front of her finally had the real killing intent.