The year 1948, along with itself, is a heavy portrayal. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's like a book, sailing above the sky.

Step thinking, step imagining.

Its composition is also a source of pride for many people. Including 9 steam engines, 10 masts, 16 auxiliary masts. This is the basic characteristic of being a ship, oh, and the hull about two kilometers long, the indefinite number of guns and anchors, the corresponding loading position, the type of ammunition is not clearly recorded, it can only be said that the brightness of the salvo is comparable to that of the sun, and the light of several moons.

At the beginning of its construction, everyone had high hopes for it - this ship was not only a ship, but also a moving beacon, and the light emitted would lead the Dream Slayers of the Black Tower to the light, and also allow the White Tower to understand the so-called Darkness. The word "Gothic" was once misunderstood as "misanthrope", but in essence, history reveals an unusual expression of itself.

"White Cross... Do you like light? ”

The wings fluttered, and the white cross was aimed at the red eyes to confirm.

"Because of what I'm wearing?"

"Your long dress, after you reinvent it, becomes longer, touches the ground, and has a longer ribbon."

The Lost Eagle was once a creation created by a life-long collection of creatures and birds, and it was a [child] with pure blood. The physical self-reinvention used to obscure the light of the sky for a few seconds, and to spy on the structure of the heart for a few minutes.

The Lost Eagle, named "Acquired Again Rebirth and Cycle", means that the ideographic command cannot manipulate its list of wills.

"Well, like your wings, they are not strong, but they will be hard and abnormal."

"Receive your respects, King."

The light of the distant sun is a dim dying struggle, if the pupils and light on weekdays are under the eaves of living together, then it is the division of heaven and earth, and Nuwa will also be sad for it. This day, a metaphor for the vicissitudes of time, the white cross leans against the guardrail, and the 10-meter-long and wide monoculars are turning towards her.

"The goggles have been calibrated, the spectrum will not burn the eyes, so feel free to use them."

He walked past the splint, put his foot under the iron box, and smashed his ass on the case, not gentle, not reckless. Fingers outstretched, index finger, thumb, hooked together into a square, that is the picture frame, dragged out of the map corridor.

"Hundreds of times, I've seen so many maps, you can't remember..."Chiba pushed open the door, and the wind greeted the emanation spread on his face. Oops, I hate it, I hate it, I can't say it. ”

"I heard that the last time you fought in the White Tower, you performed the [Two Rituals]?"

"Oh King, I will only use [two rituals], and the last form is the sum of my lives."

Her breasts are huge, but because of her handsomeness, she is suspicious of reducing her hue, and she is shaking at the moment. But it is not attractive, it does not toss people. Chiba wears the iron hat of a medieval knight, and the visor is left on either side of the fingers. From the eyes of the white cross, it can be seen that she is not in a hurry, but she is flustered.

"As I expected, it's really stupid~"

"Hmph, Wang also came from a child, of course he knows what is important. The current layout of the defensive line, as you can see, has been completed to the [Sixtieth] level, not far from the [Mandate of Heaven] level, not close. What, the goggles modulation is too low? Here, help you tune. ”

The dark sun was close in front of them, a black hole pressed by the geometric force field, the sail rope hissed and whispered, and the two looked up. The giant snake coiled, its figure scattered light, and through the atmospheric channel above the force field, it squeezed out like an hourglass and fell elegantly, forming a colorful window flower reflected on the earth, which was a broken glow.

Beautiful, classified as beautiful, brutally killed, covered with blood-red negatives on the brows.

"Time is laughing."

"Time is laughing."

"Time is on... Laugh? ”

The guardrail shook in the wind, and the force field trembled. The beast began to magnify its dreams, and because of its pride in being a self-type creature, it began to give orders over its body, so that the central staff of its tail could be dragged out as much as possible, even if it was flesh and blood, but it could not obscure the target, the pregnant moon.

"Sure enough, laugh again~"

The big hand of the shape-shaped bird opened and closed twice, and the air surged over the hull to the left and right, concentrating on the third mast on the left. The Eyes of Good and Evil are opened, bringing the light of silence to all. The White Cross, who was watching the beast's movements, moved his head away.

What kind of creation is this?

In [Eyes of Good and Evil], the eagle's claws opened widely, cutting through the confusion of the previous voice, causing the crew to shout and sing.

[Good and Evil Eyes] The strong eyebrows are dyed with flames, and there is a god.

Chiba frowned, looking at the tightness of the bird's lips.

The calculation begins...

The old man has seen a lot of creations in the past few years, and he can't get so tired. Could it be... Also nervous? Oops, I can't say that, I really don't know if the battle will be successful, but at least... At least the good and evil eyes are an indicator, right, right?

The Lost Eagle flew bigger and bigger in the [Vision], and when it was bigger than the hull of the ship, the White Cross was already frightened.

It's really amazing, two-thirds of the strength is comparable to mine!

The [Eye of Good and Evil] opened and closed, and behind the eyeball in the floating state was a dense neural network, linking the center of the fleet a few kilometers into the void, under the hole of the huge plank. You can see several extraocular muscles that are shrunk and released, synchronized with the blue light of the shape of the bird's blue light flashing above the face, and the circle among the wrinkles, which is functioning normally.

"It's really a housekeeping skill. Avoid being mischievous, what a funny old man. Behold, when the time comes, the sun will be down and it will be a battlefield for you and me. Hey? Why do you look at me like that, gaffe? ”

"I've been, it's the war itself." I thought about holding the other party, but the white cross just moved his thumb, and the muscle stretched so violently and panicked. "You... Just let me go alone. ”

Loud [Hundred Faces] roar, vacuum corridor, black cross spoke, words from the black king, dust, dust......

"Heh, if everyone hears what you say, won't you invite yourself to take credit? This is not to be done. ”

"Creator, I'm worried. Limitations of the Creator....... It's still the knowledge I don't know much about. I've lived all my life in the depths of the temple of consciousness, where there are millions of books and no one to talk to. I'm also new to contact, I'm sorry. I doubt that I will be able to make a decision, and if it will be a good fit. Can you forgive me? ”

The corner of the long skirt swayed, and the skirt armor also retreated.

"Well, I, Chihama, the school of imagery plasticity, hear, see, and touch your request." She used standard contract syntax to give White Cross's face a sense of poise. Nor is it sentimental, the White Cross as king, up to the concept of the dream body as the Creation, but without prior knowledge of this way. "I would like to fight with the king [White Cross] for the peace of the dream world, and all events will happen here and there." Still thinking about the arrogance when he bullied the Black Cross, he was blinded in the eye, who is to blame. Knowingly, it's so strange that the most ridiculous self actually exists in the world.

The dark sun shone brightly, a light. The behemoth grabbed itself and threw itself into the flames.

There is still a possibility that the [light bulb] in the dream world will be lit. But what happens when it's extinguished.

The girl patted her head and squirmed the words in her mouth, blaming herself, she shouldn't have done this.

The sea of fire splashed with a hot open flame "connection", which was really a huge sun.

"King?"

When he came back to his senses, the back of his head was squeaked by the dragon's roar, and he couldn't help but open his mouth to cushion the power of fear, and his anger neutralized.

"It's already on the second surface. The dragon begins. ”

People admired the flotilla surrounding the rudiments of the dragon's body, the cannon crashing out of the cabin, and the ammunition being reloaded.

The long hair was flying, and the birds were glimpsing the eyes in the girls' hair. The [Eyes of Good and Evil] are also staring, imagining that the moment when they are punished with [Elimination], those eyes, these eyes, will be a little the same.

The year 1948, along with itself, is a heavy portrayal.

It's full of recourse to light, to think about God, to think about yourself.

Saying this, it doesn't [explain] anything.

"[Mandate of Heaven] is almost complete, you can arrange the loading and unloading sequence of the force field first."

The signal came from the [Good and Evil Eyes], and the shaped bird squatted down, holding its head with its arms, and the smoke ring spat out more violently. The female should be the creator who has just joined, and the next member. The hand holding the page is also extremely slender, unexpectedly ruddy in the candlelight, sometimes fair. Approaching Sun One's belly, the force field changes the direction of the wind and rotates it into the gravity well below. From here, the girl's head looks down from time to time.

Oh my God, it's more than I imagined... Also terrifying. Height, height, that height... Perhaps, go home and be a waiter?

I had my mother's letter in my pocket, so heavy, so heavy, so heavy.

As long as... Combine this book... Strategic Guidebook... Hand it to him, right?

Let's do it!

Seeing that the girl was struggling to lift the book, I reached out to take it, hoping to relieve my daughter's weak body. Who is she? Just a kid pulled into a dream? Is it really kindness, or is it disguised? No, it's hard to imagine anything like that. Disguise is a necessary means, and girls should be honest, but face the disguise of their [self].

The shaped bird looked at the girl's blushing cheeks.

The Good and Evil Eyes may be able to help her, but she may not be able to accept it.

The blue light swept over! Swept it over! Oh my God, it's too bad, it's bad!

Why clench your fingers into your fists, you can't do this, the shape-shaped bird will agree with me, but... Or very...

I'm worried.