Holding a parasol, Yuxiang looked at the battle in front of her gracefully like a lady in the middle of tea time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After she reminded Sakuya, the white figure floating in the sky was like a storm or something enlightened, although the previous pillar of light could also be said to be powerful, but compared to the current offensive, the previous battle was like a mutual test of greetings.

It was a brutal battle that could only have happened in that distant past.

The girl who awakened the origin,Suppressed the urge to turn into a ghost and was eliminated to the realm of humans and gods.,The girl who turned into a god sprinted with the blade in her hand.。

Obviously it was only supposed to be a battle that appeared in mythology, and the battle that was recorded in the books was recorded in words, but at this moment, it happened very close to Yuxiang's face.

Just a casual wave of the hand was accompanied by a powerful air current that seemed to destroy everything, tearing the entire land to pieces.

Hidden in the darkness, only the occasional afterglow can be captured, the hallucinatory silver light flashes like lightning, and only the occasional innocent street lamp with a flat incision slips down and falls to the ground with a dull sound, which makes people feel like they are back in reality.

If it were an ordinary person here, he probably wouldn't be able to see anything clearly, and he could only use his fragile body to feel the aftermath of this one-man one-god battle.

A factory that closed down and was abandoned around the area, littered with tombstone-like steel bars and containers, but the long-term peace was also shattered by uninvited guests. The steel bars and containers were swept up by the wind, colder than steel, and twisted into ridiculous shapes like plasticine in the hands of children, like autumn leaves, wrapped in the air and moving irregularly at high speed.

"It's such a fascinating battle, don't you think?"

Occasionally, a few twisted monster-like steel bars flew past Yuka's face, or an explosive wind blew the ground on Yuka's side, but Yuka just smiled at the scene as if ignoring the deadly dangers.

Because he happened to be idle and had nothing to do, he was originally sitting on Selti's motorcycle and enjoying the pleasure of the city mob, but Selti suddenly used his mobile phone to indicate that there was a strange magic fluctuation not far from here.

In fact, Celti roams the city on his favorite horse, not only looking for his lost head, but also taking care of some weird minor troubles such as low-level youkai.

And the battlefield that came with Celti saw such a situation.

The wind whispered.

Faced with a space that was completely contrary to the physical laws of the world, the air around him let out a nervous whimper.

A raging storm raged in this uninhabited wilderness, destroying and trampling everything.

Although it is only the aftermath of this one-man one-god battle, it will probably be after the battle is over, and it will form a terrifying ruin here as if it has been ravaged by the battlefield as a ** for several months.

The battlefield is feeling the fabled threat and consternation. Since the last time he went to that dilapidated shrine with Hakureyu to solve the problems in his body and saw the gods with his own eyes, Battlefield originally thought that although he couldn't say that he knew enough about the world, at least he had reached the point where he would not be surprised to see anything anymore.

But at this moment, she couldn't help but admit her arrogance and arrogance.

The world of legends and myths appeared alive in front of her eyes.

Thunder tore through the sky, and waves shattered the earth. The world of fantasy is miraculously realistically recreated.

"Don't look so surprised, it's really disappointing, aren't you the friends of that Hakuree witch, this kind of thing should be as commonplace as everyday."

Yuka turned her body slightly to the side, avoiding a piece of dirt that was lifted by the explosion of the pillar of light and blown by the wind at high speed.

"Hiroshi...... He's been going through this kind of daily life all along? ”

He whispered to himself because he was too shocked, but Battlefield Hara immediately noticed something strange in Yuka's words.

"Do you know that Hiroshi?"

"Do you think that Hakuriyu, who is considered by that monster sage to be the most important existence, is he really an unknown and just a little strange witch~"

Yuka coped as if she had answered, but she didn't say anything.

"Monster Sage ......"

Battlefield munched on the title in silence, feeling the bitterness of unknown origin in his mouth.

Although I can't say that Hoshina Toshibazaki is blessed, I have to say that there were several times when I accompanied her to Hakurei's house to deliver manuscripts to Hakurei and the guy at her school who had the strange name of Kamishirasawa Huiyin.

On one of those occasions, Battlefield Hara saw a beautiful purple woman who claimed to be Yakumo Murasaki.

Although Kazami Yuuka didn't say who the monster sage was, Battlefield Hara naturally recalled the woman, as if the title was born for her, and it was like that, as if violently imprinting his existence into the other party's mind.

Indeed, if it was that person, there was no way to be described like this by Kazami Yuka. No, it's not so much that there's no way, it's just like this, it's normal, there's no need to suspect anything, as long as you see Yakumo Murasaki, you can understand the truth contained in the words that Kazami Yuka said.

It was almost beyond the convincing magic of words and some other mysterious power.

The person who can be related to Yakumo Purple is unbelievable if it is just an ordinary human or a youkai or something, this is not because of her strength or wisdom and other things that humans can think about and speculate, but because it is more unobservable, more distant from the common sense and impressions in human minds, and hidden in the realm of unknowable things.

As if he woke up suddenly from a nightmare, Battlefield Hara gasped rapidly, a sticky discomfort came from his skin, and his body sweated profusely as if he had participated in a marathon.

No, if this kind of wind blows, ordinary people will be ruthlessly killed immediately before they catch a cold.

Battlefield Hara massaged his temples with his hands, trying his best to get rid of the palpitating purple in his mind, but the purple was like a stain formed over the years, and even if he wiped it hard, he couldn't help but leave a trace of nothingness.

After gazing at the trace, Battlefield felt that his mind was about to be drawn to it as if he was being charmed, and he couldn't help but quickly raise his head to look at the battle in front of him, and asked in order to divert his attention.

"The two people in front, is one of them Boree?"

"Don't ask such boring questions, little girl. If it were the shrine maiden, there wouldn't be such an ornamental battle. ”

Kazami Yuka smiled and looked at Serti, who had been silent all along, fending off the debris swept by the wind with a scythe and a tentacle-like black shadow.

"If it's this fairy lady, you should know."

Serti nodded silently, as if agreeing with Kazami's statement.

"Miss Selty, can you go and help defeat one of them, anyone. I'll be on the side to help cover up. ”

Although I hate Yuka's roundabout way of speaking, but since I'm sure it's not a shrine maiden fighting there, then the rest of me can stop the battle by defeating one of them.

As for calling for Hakuriyu or his tengu youkai or something like that, he had been watching from the side before that, and such an option had never existed in Battlefield Hara's mind at all.

Although both humans and youkai are only half-, there are only certain things in terms of will, and the battlefield can be said to be firm, or so fast that even youkai will feel distorted.

"You're kind of funny."

Kazami Yuka seemed to feel fresh and as if she had seen something strange, and looked at the battlefield with interest.

"You're an exorcist, if you're not just there to talk boring nonsense and help solve troubles, you can be a little proud in front of others in the future and say that you're not a useless oil bottle."

"Although I want to do this too, but unfortunately, when I first came here, I helped the Sixteen Nights Senior resist a powerful attack for a long time, and now I can't fight."

"Someone you know is fighting there? No, I don't see where you look like you can't fight, don't you look so relaxed that you're almost asleep. ”

Battlefield Hara's gaze stabbed towards Yuka like a sharp knife, and said coldly.

In the face of the verbal attack of the battlefield, Yuka said with a smile without even raising her eyelids

"It's common sense to be elegant at all times, it's a lady's etiquette."

ps: Mordred is so cute, I really want to write about it...... But if you write it, the plot will go berserk - well, although there is no plot to speak of. Rebelled against Duanli's father, Xiao Mo is super cute