The black and red dead blood stuck to the leaves, and there was a dead silence in the forest, except for a woman with black wings on her back, holding a fan in her hand, standing on top of many corpses. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Vulnerable. ”

This was the most intuitive feeling that Wen had after effortlessly defeating the dozens of living dead who tried to surround her.

The papier-mâché tiger, no matter how bluffing it looks, can't withstand a strong wind after all. This is the case with these shrimp soldiers and crab generals, who are only superior in numbers.

Wen came all the way here with the purpose of solving the anomaly, but the enemies he encountered were all miscellaneous fish, and he didn't even see the shadow of the main culprit. If she continued like this, she would be about to be disappointed.

"I said, if you're around here......" Wen raised his head and shouted loudly, "Then come out quickly, I'm still in a hurry to go home for dinner!"

It would have been better if the man behind the scenes had happened to be nearby, had heard her shouting, and was willing to stand up and take her hands down. Of course, fools know that this kind of pie-in-the-sky thing can't happen. Wen just shouted with the mentality of giving it a try, and she didn't have anything else to do anyway.

"Isn't it there......"

Even so, she was slightly disappointed when the echo disappeared into the woods.

After this short, one-sided battle, the sky was much darker than before. At this point, the surrounding green trees have gradually been dyed blue, and the shadows of the trees that were originally clearly outlined have become longer and longer, and finally they have merged with the earth, and it is impossible to distinguish them.

In a few moments, the forest will lose all color and fall into the darkness of the night.

"Well, since there are no more enemies, it's almost time for me to leave......" Wen Zi muttered.

She wasn't afraid of the dark, but staying in the dark forest with a pile of corpses wasn't her preference. For her, the priority is to figure out where she stands. For this reason, she really can't go to heaven.

"Okay, get ready ......"

Wen casually flapped his wings twice, even if he had done a preparatory exercise. Then, she spread her wings and flapped them hard, and in an instant the wind blew fiercely, and the dead leaves flew in all directions.

"Up!"

A strong air current, which lifted Wen into the air, moved away from the canopy of the trees in the blink of an eye, and rose among the floating clouds. Looking down, the trees were getting smaller and smaller, at first like umbrellas, then like mushrooms, and then a bit like nails.

The air at night was so fresh, just breathing was enough to make Shotmei Marun physically and mentally happy. She was sure that the trip would be smooth sailing.

“――――”

However, before she could fly far, a low groan reached her ears.

It was a mantra woven from some obscure language. Wen is not a magician, but she has been in Gensokyo for so many years, and she has already seen all kinds of spells, large and small, and she can recognize the set of things in the West, even if she can't use them.

It stands to reason that with the height at which she was, and the strength of the wind there, she should not even be able to hear the sound in her ears, let alone the sound of speech coming from the ground. But she heard the incantation clearly. It drowned out the wind, so clear as a whisper that her scalp tingled to hear it.

Wen hurriedly looked down, but saw a dark figure in the clearing between the trees. The figure seemed to have spotted her, and kept his head up, staring at her.

Before she could see the guy's appearance clearly, Wen's vision slanted.

"Huh?"

At first, she thought her eyes were broken, and then she thought something was wrong with her brain. Eventually, the rapidly rising scenery around her, and the earth getting closer and closer to her, clearly told her: neither of these are broken, but the real thing is your wings.

Wen fell from the sky.

"Bang!"

The muffled sound of flesh colliding with the ground shook her and made her almost deaf.

The internal organs were churning and dizzy, and Wen wanted to spit out everything in her stomach, including every inch of her intestines, but she didn't have the strength. There seemed to be a few broken bones, and she couldn't tell where the bones were broken, because there was a general severe pain all over her body, and she didn't know where the injuries were deep and where the injuries were shallow.

No, taking a step back, is there really a "shallow" place on her body?

Even she couldn't tell the difference between the moment before she touched the ground, when her mind was still clear, the only thought in her mind was:

"I was betrayed. ”

Yes, Wen was betrayed, betrayed by the pair of wings that lived and died with her, by the wind that took her through the clouds, and by the experience of soaring in the sky for many years.

Otherwise, how could she not be able to fly?

"I'm going to bother you if I just let you fly away......"

The black figure she had seen in the sky just now was walking towards her step by step, with the leisurely but unconfused steps of a winner.

"So I used a little bit of tactics to get this fight over quickly. Aren't you in a hurry to get home for dinner?"

"Mixed ...... Bill...... Stuff ......"

Wen Youyou gasped for breath without a mouthful, lying on the ground, staring at the pair of leather shoes parked in front of her, his eyes wide open. If she still had the strength, she would have spitted a mouthful of blood on it.

"Sure enough, the hardest thing on the crow is its mouth. ”

There was a smile in the man's words, and even if he couldn't see his face, Wen could probably guess his expression at this time.

It must be a disgusting, distorted smiley face!

"No, you can't fall here. I shot Maruwen, and I fell from the sky and died, and when I told the god of death about this way of death, I could laugh off her big teeth. Wen thought, "I have to stand up again." ”

Her time is running out, the enemy is standing by her side, and she may finish off herself at any time, and she must fight another shot while she still has her life.

The scythe of death has not yet fallen, and the outcome is still unknown.

"O wind...... Let me believe in you one more time....."

Wen propped up his hands and used all the strength he had left, propping up his body a few centimeters slightly. This simple movement alone had already overwhelmed the bones in her arms, and they creaked and creaked.

There is no doubt that the bones in her upper arms are cracked, and if she continues to hold on like this, she will probably be completely broken, right?

Beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down her cheeks and dripped into the soil. Every extra second is a hellish ordeal for Wen. However, in order to survive, in order not to go into real hell, she had to endure all this.

"Do you want to struggle a little more for someone who only has half a life left?"

The guy in front of him laughed at Wen in a playful tone, and Wen didn't say a word about it, and he was all in the ear. Since the other party gave her a chance to turn over, she must make him pay for his arrogance.

"Broken!"

Wen raised his right hand and slammed the ground, and an explosive updraft erupted, blowing her into the air. Her enemies had apparently failed to anticipate that the dying Raven Tengu would be able to whip up such a violent wind, and they were caught off guard and retreated.

Taking advantage of another breeze, Wen adjusted his posture in mid-air, flipped over, and fell back to the ground with his feet down.

"Ahem!"

The internal organs churned again, and the blood in the throat finally couldn't be suppressed and gushed out. As soon as her legs touched the ground, a sharp pain tore through her muscles, forcing her to get down on one knee and shake her several times, but finally did not fall again.

Now she has more or less regained control of her body, and she has a general understanding of her injuries:

Both legs were broken and unable to stand, internal organs were damaged to unknown extent, several other bone and muscle injuries, and both wings were not injured, but they were completely unconscious, and it is unknown what had been done to them. With such a broken body in tow, she couldn't last long.

Fortunately, all ten fingers could still move, and the offensive weapon was not completely taken away.

"Slightly taken aback, and then what?"

The man in black on the opposite side dusted off the fallen leaves on his shoulders and said.

Now, Wen Cai finally had a chance to see this guy for what he really was: he had long hair, a black coat, a cloak, and a beautiful white mask on his face, looking like a playboy who had traveled back in time from the Middle Ages.

It's not much different from what she imagined!

"And then, hey, hey......"

There were blood stains on the corners of Wen's mouth, but his expression was extremely indifferent, and he even laughed.

"The show has just begun!"