The storm suddenly became stronger, and the blond-haired youth raised an eyebrow. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the storm that collides with the skin, it is mixed with a knife-edge touch. The true identity of that feeling is a shard of ice. The sea swept up by the storm froze and turned into sharp blades.

"Anyway, what is this, this is ...... Could it be that the beast is running wild!?" Kirishima groaned in a voice trembling with anxiety.

The beast of the Fourth True Ancestor, which had lost its host, lost control and went berserk. It's scary to think about. If that huge block of magic was released indiscriminately, not to mention such a small uninhabited island, even the sea within a radius of ten kilometers would be fatally damaged.

However, the situation has risen again from the worst of expectations.

“oaaaaaaaaa――！”

At the center of the rolling storm was not the beast of Akatsuki Ancient City, but Haze Natsune.

The simulated angel holding his head wept with tears of blood.

The weeping gave birth to a whirlwind, expanding the storm circle as it froze the surrounding water.

"Haze Kensheng, what the hell is going on. Beatoris glared at the magician with reproachful eyes.

Looking at the unresponsive control terminal, Hyunsang shook his head calmly.

"I don't know. I don't think we have yet reached the stage of ascending to heaven. ”

"Ah, yes...... Ha-, tired...... I'm out of energy. ”

Murmuring as if spitting out, Beatoris disembodied his beast. Just turned his back to the analog angel and took a step.

"Hey, bb. ”

"Anyway, retreat first. I don't want to be swept up in that kind of thing. ”

Looking back at Kirishima who had caught up, Beatoris made a tired sound.

The whirlwind that surrounded the simulated angels had now completely frozen, turning into giant icicles. The spiral-shaped part of the ground has reached a width of several tens of meters in diameter, and it continues to grow. Beatolis and his landing craft were also swept inside, making it almost impossible to escape from the island.

However, in the midst of the violent blizzard, there were still the defeated Fourth True Ancestor and two young girls.

"Seniors!

The girl who made the costume lay on the body of the Fourth True Ancestor who fell to the ground and was unconscious, and kept calling him.

The princess of a foreign country is looking at the icicles standing on her head.

"Sim Angel...... No, Natsune Hase...... You are ......"

The artificial angel wept and slewt in the ice that penetrated through the ice.

The giant icicles wrapped in ice and snow resemble the towers that once called the Tower of Babel.

"It was a surprise. The blonde youth muttered to himself.

"--As the son of the lion god, the high god sword dance offers a request!"

It was Yukina who raised the silver spear above her head and chanted a greeting loudly. Echoing the crisp voice, the sharpened blade bloomed with dazzling brilliance.

"O god wolf of Xuexia, turn the sound of a thousand swords into a shield and drive away the evil calamity!"

When the pure white light disappeared, a hemispherical space with a diameter of four or five meters appeared around Yukina and them. This is a protective barrier opened by the vibrational waves of the "Snow Wolf".

On the outside of the barrier is a wall of ice as thick as a glacier.

On the outside of the ice wall, a blizzard is still blowing violently, freezing the surrounding land and the sea.

Now, just as the Eskimos who lived in the cold and hungry regions took refuge from the wind and snow with a dome-shaped igloo, they made a shelter out of the ice wall and fled into it.

Lying in the center of the barrier is the ancient city that has not regained consciousness until now. If Yukina hadn't opened the barrier immediately, he would not only have been crushed by ice, but would have become a mat of thick ice.

"--Fortunately, Yukina. That way, you'll be able to hold on for a while."

La Fulia said, staring at the ice-covered sky.

Because it was surrounded by thick ice, it was not affected by the blizzard, so the inside of the shelter was unexpectedly warm. Sooner or later, oxygen will be insufficient, but at least it will be safe until then.

"Yes, but, I'm very sorry. It's incredibly difficult to escape from here."

"Now it's okay if you don't even think about it. And it looks like there's a snowstorm hanging outside. ”

The princess smiled calmly at Yukina, who was biting her lip with a stiff expression.

"Yukina, what do you think of this snow and ice?"

"I don't know. However, I can feel Ms. Haze's feelings strongly"

While touching the ice wall, Yukina replied quietly as if announcing an oracle.

Loneliness, restlessness, fear, despair. From the cold, clear ice walls came the waves of sadness as if they were frozen. Neither resentment nor hatred, but transparent emotions close to nothingness.

"That's true. That's what I thought, too. I'm afraid it's because of the influence of the simulated angel spell. Hase Natsune's psychological situation is directly materialized."

La Phrya looked up at her head with pity, muttering.

In front of her line of sight was Natsune, in the center of the Tower of Ice, curled up like a fetus. The charismatic figure looked like a crying baby.

"That is to say, Miss Haze is also--"

"Yes, not yet to lose yourself. As long as the technique is broken, Hase Natsune will be able to turn back into a human."

In response to Yukina's question, La Freia asserted without confusion.

"But now we can't get close to her. Not only that, but I don't know if I'll be able to get out of here alive."

"That's fine. With this level of ice wall, as long as the ancient city wakes up, there will be a way."

"You said seniors ......"

Yukina sat on her knees beside the fallen ancient city, quietly watching him.

His body, which should have been mortally wounded, had basically stopped recovering. Whether it is a carbonized muscle or a laceration deep into the bone, it has been cured without leaving a trace.

There was only one place, the cross-shaped stab wound carved in the center of his chest.

Sensing the divine aura erupting from the wound, Yukina took a small breath.

The divine aura that bloomed with golden brilliance continued to erode the flesh of the ancient city, which was composed of "negative" life force, like acid, and slowly made it disappear.

"What ...... is this injury!?"

"It's a place pierced by the sword of an analog angel. The sword still pierces the flesh of the ancient city. A sword we can't even touch. ”

"Then leave it to me. A gentle voice rang out, and a handsome young man with blond hair appeared inside the barrier like a ripple of water.

“…… Nangong senior?" Yukina hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively.

"No, it's not. The young man shook his head, "I'm temporarily attached to Chonghua now, not to mention that you didn't see me last time?"

"Michael ......"

"That's right, leave this little injury to me, the zigzag imitation still dares to call itself an angel, and the Lord will not send down divine punishment when he knows about it?" Michael stretched out a hand and pressed it against the wound on the chest of the ancient city.

The golden light visible to the naked eye slowly covered the wounds of the ancient city, and the wounds of the ancient city began to heal rapidly.

"Whew...... ......"Michael's face was very bad, with drops of sweat on his pale face, and after a while, the wounds in the ancient city were completely healed, and Michael fell back, and his golden hair changed back to its original blue.

"Hmm......" Fortunately, La Fulia helped Chonghua in time, Chonghua opened his blue eyes and whispered, "Thank you." ”

"It's okay, what's the state of the ancient city now?"

"Give him a little bit of blood stimulation and he'll wake up, but I need to get some blood too. Chonghua took out a test tube of blood from the inside pocket of his clothes and poured it into his mouth.

"Vampires still have a habit of carrying blood with them?" asked La Freia.

"No, it's just that I'm special, and there are very few psychic mediums whose blood can satisfy my dependents. Scales appeared from the corners of Chonghua's eyes, "And I guess I was still a half-demon before I became a half-true ancestor, I have an unknown bloodline, as long as I drink my own blood, it can be stimulated, and the scales at the corners of my eyes are the appearance of stimulating the bloodline." ”

"How much do you know about your past?"

"Why do you ask these questions, and how the hell do you know that I'm a half-true ancestor, and it can't be said by Wattola?"

"Oops, you guessed it. ”

"Damn, that bastard of Vatora, go back and find a chance to hack the girl. ”