"There are some things that you can't get back if you lose them, no matter what you can do, you can't get them back. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" - Jotaro Kujo.

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How do you feel when something you love passes away and disappears into the void of silence?

Heartache like being pricked in a pins and needles? Or is it as cold as death, as numb as a puppet?

When he saw the chic hair, the perfect bright silver disappearing in the moonlight, Zhibei once thought that he was dazzled.

Is Sixteen Nights' long legs too perfect?

He interrupted his feeble joke, and not far away, the triangular pillar of light that disappeared at the same time as the sixteenth night seemed to silently tell a fact.

Sixteen Nights is gone, and perhaps never to return.

Zhibei suddenly recalled, is there less such a similar loss? He lost his innocent Ji Hong, lost his poor music, lost his kind music, and lost his upright sister Hong. Now that he's lost Sixteen Nights, when will he lose Kaguya, or Purple, or Yongyi?

Maybe Sixteen Nights just went to the future, didn't it? Such a thought uncontrollably popped up in Zhibei's heart, but how could he know the future now? After all, this is only a possibility, and the reality has always been extremely cold.

"Hey...... Is that the case again? Muttering in a low voice, Zhibei looked at the tall moon man in front of him.

Diablo didn't show a triumphant smile, he just pulled a sword flower and put the humming lightsaber in front of him, and his deep voice seemed to reveal a trace of sadness: "Sixteen nights, you are worthy of the pride of the moon people, I will toast you a send-off wine in the moon capital!" Farewell, a woman as cold and dashing as moonlight! ”

Then, the man turned around and pointed at Zhibei with his sword: "Okay, now it's time for our battle!" ”

Zhibei's face was expressionless, as if he had put on a clay mask, and only a pair of eyes were exposed, which truly expressed his uncontrollable rage—the black pupils inexplicably reflected colorful flames, and the flickering black cracks fluttered with weak leaves.

Someone once said, "Losing means growing." "Yes! Only after losing will you know the preciousness of what you have, and only after losing will you experience this bitter regret. It is only after loss that one becomes more ruthless, cruel and cunning, and then stronger!

Zhibei knew that what they said made sense, but ...... He still wanted to say:

Hehe! Fart!

He would rather not grow than want this cruel loss.

Unfortunately, fate was so cruel, it was like this, and it is like this now - he didn't even have time to weep and grieve for his loss!

Zhibei's soul trembled wildly, and the depression and sadness that had been there broke through the self-sustaining reason.

Although he knew in his heart that he had to stall for time, although he knew in his heart that he had to be calmer than anyone else! However, now, his current heart is no longer something that can be easily appeased by words like "I want to work hard to become stronger"!

At this moment, Zhibei forgot his position as a trainer, and forgot the cowardice accumulated in his previous life. Passionate emotions are like an exploding supernova, and the throbbing soul flare forgets the so-called caution and step-by-step, boldly rushing into the core of the three stone slabs!

Grasp the law and draw strength!

The terrifying fine cracks instantly filled Zhibei's soul, and they were instantly repaired in an unknown power.

He enjoyed the pain of this tearing in the silence of death. And then......

The wind swept, and in the dazzling ring of fire that suddenly erupted, Zhibei's figure disappeared.

"Crazy? It's good to come! Diablo sneered, and his figure disappeared into the void at the same time.

A violent explosion resounded through the noisy battlefield, attracting the attention of all ghosts.

Two blurred figures looked like ghosts in the shadow of the sword-like moon.

The flickering lightsaber collided with the burst of flames, then slanted by the raging particles. The dark blue shield was entangled with the strange black current, and under the reorganization and shattering again and again, there was a crisp cracking sound.

Inadequate! Zhibei shouted in his heart, even if he had largely ignored the limitations of his body and let the continuous eruption of flames provide him with tremendous acceleration, he still couldn't keep up with Diablo's speed. Often, when his fist shattered the fragile shield in an instant, the swept lightsaber had forced him to change back to the flame slab.

Inadequate! Inadequate! Inadequate! Inadequate! Inadequate! It's not enough!!!

Zhibei roared like a beast without stopping. Constantly increasing the explosive power of the flames, finally, when his fist broke through the sound barrier, in a sharp pop, he swept away the slashed lightsaber with one hand, shattered the light mask with the other, grabbed Diapollo's hair fiercely, and then slammed it to the ground!

Choking smoke and dust are smashed up by a huge force!

However, Diablo, who fell to the ground, was not a rabbit who let others **, he opened Zhibei's hand fiercely, and then turned over without hesitation.

Zhibei blocked the kick with a pale blue light mask, but he underestimated the terrifying power of the kick and did not make the necessary cushion - he was kicked away.

It wasn't until he knocked over a ghost and smashed into the ground that the momentum of the movement stopped.

"Hey, you're dying! Zhibei. Diablo did not take advantage of the victory, he just watched from afar, watching the figure that stood straight again in the moonlight from the smoke and dust.

In the dim light, Zhibei's skin was already covered with crimson blood lines, and he stared at Diablo expressionlessly, like a silent devil from hell.

"Ahh Zhibei's voice was hoarse and trembling, "You're right. ”

He felt the sharp pain that fed back from every nerve ending in his body, as if he was adding dry wood to his own anger.

"That said, death is still far away!"

"Huh, huh?"

"Yes! I won't die until I see your body stop breathing. ”

At the scene, the ghost clan and the remaining moon people had tacitly stopped fighting, and everyone was paying attention to this battle against the general.

"Just give it a try! Zhibei! Despite the blood on his head, Diablo smiled arrogantly, and his figure suddenly disappeared - he was the first to attack.

"Death is only for a moment, and everything before that is meaningless!"

Zhibei muttered the words he had read, and with a burst of sparks in his left hand, he fiercely pressed down Diapollo's sword-holding hand, while his right hand, with a black air current, slammed through the barrier in front of Diapollo.

"What you destroy, will still appear, if you only have these few moves, then you will definitely lose." In the moment of the exchange, Diablo sighed in a low voice.

Sure enough, Zhibei's fist was blocked by a new shield.

"But do you know why I was kicked here by you?"

"Why?"

"Because there are fallen leaves here!"

Diablo was shocked! Even through his clothes, he still felt the slight foreign object, the foreign object that had mixed into his shield.

A fallen leaf.

A sharp knife!

In an instant, the fallen leaves became hard thorns, piercing Diapollo's chest, and the tall body trembled violently, and then it fell like a stuffed animal that had been stripped of its contents.

"I ...... Lose...... ......" difficult and subtle words emerged from his face that had not yet been taken away.

"I didn't win either." Zhibei looked at Diapollo who was lying down with complicated eyes, and responded coldly.

"You...... Target...... Heart...... Compare...... I...... Strong...... Big ......"

"No, it's not as complicated as you think, you just managed to me off!"

As if to return to the light, a look of excitement appeared on Diablo's face, and he shook his head firmly.

"No, from now on, you won't be afraid of anyone anymore!"