The maid chief vented her anger and split Wang Hao's headless body in two along the central axis, blood and internal organs poured down from her abdomen, and the two corpses remained in the air for a moment, and then turned into countless red mist and collapsed.

The mist of corpses and internal organs gathered under the fracture of Wang Hao's neck, quickly condensing into a complete body. The boy stretched out his hands to Sixteen Nightsakiya, smiling excitedly and joyfully, the overly long hem of the black robe stirred by the magic power, fluttering like demonic wings.

"What's the matter, Sakiya, am I wrong with what I said? or ...... You've been avoiding this, this, questions, questions, what?!"

Crazy and vicious, but at the same time he has an evil charm that he doesn't have in his usual calmness. Wang Hao's current state is no longer just a crow chasing pleasure, but more like a colorful poisonous snake.

But the head maid didn't pay attention to these things, and for the first time, Sixteen Nightsaki, whose eyes turned into crystal clear blood, showed a hideous expression, and even a faint cyan vein could be seen through the skin on her face.

The wolf has a thorn, the dragon has a scale, and if you touch it, you will be angry, and if you peep it, you will die.

If Remilia is the rebel of Sixteen Nights, then the jealousy and resentment that she has buried in her heart and have nowhere to vent are the thorns in the heart of her wolfdog.

At this moment, a pair of pale palms gently brushed away the thick and silky hair, exposing the tame thorns that were usually hidden underneath.

What makes Sixteen Nighta Sakuya unacceptable the most is that these palms belong to her trusted best friend, and ......

This is the second time.

Even if it's you, that's all it takes.

死ぬ.

The world and Kagura, which had been peaceful, suddenly erupted into fierce friction, gray and colorful eroded and collided with each other, like a god pouring two boxes of paint from a novice in the clouds, allowing them to run opposite each other in the ravine, and the ultimate goal was to swallow each other into their stomachs.

The red streamer instantly weaved into two short blades in the young man's hand, and a gray-white wave rolled beside him, and was cut off by the young man's hand. The lonely "world" is wrapped in Kagura and devoured like a colorful amoeba.

The boy laughed, "Good boy." ”

The next moment, a short sword stabbed at his head.

Wang Hao leaned back sharply, and his right leg took advantage of the situation to deliver a whip to the comer, but it was blocked by the invisible time and space. The young man's eyebrows were raised, his arms stretched out horizontally, like a god in the crucifixion, and his body turned into countless bats and scattered away.

The gray tide swallowed up this part of Kagura that had lost its pillar in an instant, and there was a sharp and violent aura that suddenly lit up in the boring world, like a bright sun leaping out of the dead sea.

In the darkness, countless silver threads burst out from the girl's body, fleeting.

The scattered bats froze in the air, seemingly losing the power to flap their wings.

The wingtips of one of them fluttered slightly, and then—

Exploded.

As if it were a signal, nearly a thousand bats exploded into countless pieces of flesh and bones, and fell towards the ground, forming a dripping rain of blood.

Behind the girl who buried her head between her crossed arms and bowed slightly, countless silver blades trembled slightly, shaking the crystal blood off the blade. Beads of blood streaked through the stiff atmosphere of the suspended world and fell to the ground.

"Tick"

The Misty Night Killer slowly raised his head, and the scarlet in his pupils did not weaken by half a point, but became more profound. The silvertooth-clenched girl straightened up and let out a low, hoarse growl from her throat.

Behind her, the silver dagger that revealed its true face suddenly shook, aiming all its tips at a certain point in the splendid world, ready to attack.

"After all, 'time and space' is not my origin, and sure enough, you found out, my dear Sakiya. ”

The voice has not changed, but the intonation is the opposite of the previous calm and reliable playful frivolity, and the tone that has become much sweeter has a pleasant rise at the end of the last sentence. I have to say that this and the usual Wang Yu are like two people.

"Wow, that's beautiful...... Did you know Sakuya, from my point of view, those silver daggers are like starry stars dotting the night sky...... Whether it's those swords, or the way you look now, it's beautiful and I want to ......."

The young man, who was locked by the fiery killing intent of countless stars, looked at the Misty Night Killer in fascination, and he covered his face with his hands as if he was ashamed of himself in front of that beauty, but he involuntarily stretched out his right hand forward, longing for the girl who was guarded by the stars.

"Tear you to pieces......"

Wang Yu retracted his outstretched palm and put it on his face, but a soft and gentle ethereal sentence escaped from his blood-dripping lips. Two bulges swelled out from the young man's back, and the pitch-black magic wings broke through the restraints of his clothes and suddenly raised.

Blood-colored light leaked out from between his fingers, and Wang Yu's hands slowly moved down, holding his face. The boy tilted his head and smiled in a deep and misty way.

Then, a silver blade pierced the smiling face.

And then there are countless handles.

Kagura had been eroded by the world due to the inaction of its master, and those daggers washed over Wang Hao's body like a silver storm in the gray world. They came like a tidal wave, turned around like a school of fish, and drowned the independent and helpless teenager.

But despite this......

"Haha......"

"Hahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!ha

Sweet laughter came from among the silver fish, and the next moment it became mad and violent, full of hideous joy. A blood-colored glow erupted from the center of the fish, crushing all the daggers into powder.

This is not even the use of nothingness, but the mere crushing of power. With the Holy Grail, Wang Yu is like a cheat plug-in with infinite blue in the game, and he can pour out his power at will.

The young man, who was covered with wounds all over his body, gently flapped his wings, which were almost only skeletons, and instantly appeared in front of the Misty Night Killer. As if expected, Wang Hao reached out and grabbed the girl's wrist, and the lower limbs that had already turned into dragon claws also locked her ankles. The boy bent down slightly, his broken face unfolding a somewhat exaggerated smile in an arc where it met her snort, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.

"What are you running away from, my lovely friend? Is it your dark side, or are you afraid that you'll be tempted to kill Remilia?"

Wang Hao's face quickly repaired, and a pair of empty and pure black eyes and the girl's angry almost burning red eyes looked at each other, blinking curiously.

"Don't stop talking, Sakiya. Well...... Or do you prefer the name 'Jack'?"

The boy twitched the tip of his nose and closed his eyes in contentment as if savoring some rich fragrance. The pitch-black snake letter poked out from between her lips and swept every inch of the girl's cheeks.

"It's okay if you don't speak, I respect other people's choices. And I like you so resentful and angry...... No, I like it more......"