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"These are the last seven manhole covers, the manhole covers of destruction!"

Ignoring the terrifying heat emanating from the manhole cover, Xing grabbed the edge with his ruthless iron hand and, with a sudden burst of strength, pulled it up.

When the last of the seven manhole covers was collected, the other six manhole covers of the Starry Sky Space Ring spontaneously flew out and swirled and floated in the air together with the Destruction Manhole Cover, as if forming a mysterious seven-layered halo.

Harmony, Wisdom, Hunting, Abundance, Nothingness, Preservation, Destruction—the seven destiny manhole covers converge here.

"Only when you pass through seven manhole covers can you become a true strongman."

Under the completely dumbfounded gaze of March 7, Star and Dome raised their hands high and shouted as if performing an ancient ritual.

"Come forth, God of Manhole Covers!"

And the seven manhole covers seemed to be responding to their calls, simultaneously spewing out even thicker, pure white steam.

The rising steam slowly gathered and condensed in front of the manhole cover, eventually transforming into a... phantom image of a manhole cover with a nose and eyes.

"I am the star god of manhole covers."

A magnificent, layered voice resounded.

"Now that you have collected the seven well covers that symbolize your sacred destiny, I can grant you one wish."

"Star... Star God!"

Firefly stared wide-eyed, unable to comprehend.

"Huh? There really is a 'Manhole Cover Star God'?"

I couldn't understand March 7th, but I was deeply moved.

This manhole cover has a nose and a mouth, and when you look at it closely, it looks like a clown mask.

Doesn't this image look a little off?

"Make your wish come true!"

Upon hearing this, Xing's eyes lit up.

"I will become the king of the galaxy's trash cans! All the trash cans of the heavens will submit to me!"

"However, my destiny is weakened, and I am currently powerless to perform miracles. You can give me 500 billion credits to support the prosperity of the manhole cover's destiny. When I return to the position of the Star God of Joy... I will appoint you as my messenger..."

Before he could finish speaking, the manhole cover was smashed to pieces by Xingyi's baseball bat.

"A scam targeting this baseball player? Hmph, how could this brilliant strategist possibly fall for it?"

Xing hoisted the bat back onto his shoulder, looking disdainful.

March 7th's expression was blank. Did she just hear the word 'joy'?

"Why don't you change your wish?"

The steam quickly condensed again, and the manhole cover returned to its original state, but its tone seemed to have become a little more human.

"Let me do ten gacha pulls and get ten gold coins."

Qiong raised his hand.

"How about we talk about the trashy turtle?"

The large manhole cover is oriented towards the star.

"He's the king of trash, not a trash bastard!"

Xingqi corrected him, puffing out his cheeks.

"This won't work, that won't work, what kind of broken manhole cover star god are you?"

"Then I wish for all the panties of all the beautiful girls here."

Qiong squinted at the Star God of the Manhole Cover with dead fish eyes.

"By the way, I'm thinking about the vacuum between Ah Qi and Liu Ying!"

Xing then made an extremely shameless wish.

March 7th: "???"

Firefly: "!"

"Hmm...that's an option."

The voice of the Star God of Manhole Covers even carried a hint of approval, and a hidden joy beneath.

"Happy~"

The moment the mythical voice of the manhole cover star fell, March 7th and Firefly's expressions changed drastically.

PS:

Volume 1: Chapter 6010 What kind of wisdom is the "wise man" in "wise man"?

"Wow!"

Hearing Xing's bastard talk, just as he was about to use his temple drill to teach this idiot a lesson, March 7, who was taking a step, suddenly performed a classic anime scene, tripping over his own feet and falling flat on his face.

Originally poised to fall forward, she suddenly lost her balance due to the six-phase ice skates she was wearing, and fell backward onto the ground.

Her slender, snow-white legs, as white as mutton fat jade, were styled in a very youthful pigeon-toed manner.

From the perspective of the stars and the sky, a pure white figure adorned with a cute bow is clearly visible.

But it's strange.

Because the skirts worn on March 7th aren't short enough to reveal underwear if you fall.

"Ahhh! (＃>д

Just as Xing and Qiong widened their eyes simultaneously, Xiao Sanyue let out a scream of utter shame and indignation.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, and she frantically grabbed her skirt and pressed it tightly between her legs, her expression panicked.

"Ah Qi, what's wrong?"

Xing blinked her adorable big eyes, and then her pupils contracted.

She saw a butterfly, a butterfly made of white and light blue fabric, fluttering its wings leisurely above their heads.

The butterfly's head was even delicately adorned with a blue bow.

"That's... no way?"

Xingwei opened her mouth slightly.

Qiong's expression became quite interesting.

Those are Ah Qi's panties.

The triangular sections on both sides have now transformed into graceful wings, like real birds flapping their wings and soaring freely in the air.

"Pants..."

After a few seconds of silence, Qiong spoke.

His voice became deep and magnetic; he adopted Kevin's tone, not one of surprise or doubt, but rather one carrying a heavy sense of questioning fate.

Why can it fly?

"When the surging sea of ​​blood descends on the predetermined day of destiny, only the free panties can maintain their purity in the torrent."

That deep voice recited lines whose meaning was unclear yet strangely captivating.

Originally, March 7, who was covering her skirt and pressing down her bare lower body in shame and indignation, was completely stunned by Qiong's words and froze on the spot.

"Qiong!"

The next second, she let out an even more furious and humiliating roar.

"What are you talking about? Hurry up and get it back for me!"

However, the moment she finished shouting, she suddenly noticed that there was another butterfly flying freely in the sky.

The new butterfly is mainly bluish-green with translucent ribbons along its edges, like the glow of a firefly, and it flutters lightly in the air.

Liu Ying, standing to the side, also stood with her legs tightly together, her hands gripping the edges of her skirt tightly and pulling it down. Her snow-white cheeks were flushed with an extremely bright red, like a ripe apple.

Clearly, this is hers.

"I...I don't know what happened..."

The firefly was so shy that she almost buried her head in her chest, her voice barely audible.

"It...it seemed to come alive on its own; it took off and...flew away..."

Her gaze as she looked at Qiong was shimmering with tears, shy and timid, yet also revealing an indescribable allure.

Wow~

Xing let out a stunned exclamation, as if he had witnessed some wonder of the world.

"What are you yelling about?!"

Little March was furious and embarrassed, her emotions teetering on the edge of madness and collapse, and her voice was trembling with tears.

"..."

Qiong and Liuying locked eyes for a moment, their watery gazes meeting, as if Qiong had been briefly captivated by the pure yet alluring witch.

He was about to say something when he suddenly raised his head, looked up at the sky, and frowned slightly.

Something... is coming.

Qiong said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Xing, March 7th, and Liuying, who were tightly holding onto their skirts, all paused and subconsciously followed Qiong's gaze to look at the sky.

The night sky over Liumeng Reef is deep and dark, with far fewer stars than at midnight. The rich blackness should give people a sense of tranquility, like being embraced by a mother.

"There's nothing there! You two, don't just stand there, grab your panties back right now! I'm not wearing anything! What if a gust of wind blows at this hour..."

March 7th's anxious urging grew fainter and fainter due to extreme shyness, but before she could finish speaking...

The leaves on the treetops not far away began to sway without warning.

March 7th and Firefly's expressions changed instantly.

"Aaaaaah—!"

Little March let out another sharp, humiliating scream.

The wind is coming.

Ahem, just to clarify, this gust of wind wasn't created by the cheerful and optimistic Mr. Sora using the Wind Clow Cards!

Of course, it's not some natural wind either.

"Th-that is...!"

Liu Ying looked up in the direction the wind was blowing, her eyes widening in astonishment, and she even forgot to cover her skirt for a moment.

The gray skirt fluttered in the wind, like a blooming flower.

Qiong turned around as if struck by a sudden inspiration.

How should I describe it?

Having theoretically had experiences with multiple women, he was already immune to such perks.

However, in this enchanting atmosphere, his heart suddenly skipped a beat for a moment.

"ah!"

Sensing Qiong's gaze, Liuying hurriedly pressed down her skirt, which was being blown up by the wind.

But when she caught a glimpse of the fleeting, subtle disappointment in Qiong's eyes, a strange sense of pity welled up within her.

The girl lowered her head shyly, her pretty face flushed, and she suppressed the intense feeling of strangeness and the shame that was about to explode. As if possessed, she slightly loosened her fingers that were pressing down on the hem of her skirt.

"Firefly, watch out!"

Noticing this, March 7 quickly covered her skirt and stepped in front of Liu Ying, blocking Qiong's view.

"..."

A subtle two-second silence.