Surrounded by countless light jade, butterflies, and cherry blossoms, Yuyuko of Saigyoji Temple looked indifferently at Heathcliff below, with a cold smile on her face that seemed to mock.

I don't know when, she has completely abandoned her natural appearance and revealed the posture of a black-bellied royal sister.

Everything is ready to go.

She folded the fan to hide her face, her thin lips opened lightly, and a few words faintly came out of her mouth, as if she was pronouncing the death sentence of the person below.

"[Finale - Anti-Soul Butterfly]"

The cherry blossoms of Yatsusaki, which were already ready, spread out in circles, and butterflies danced around the cherry blossoms.

This is a spell card that gives butterflies the power to come back to life.

With eternal sleep, the posture of the butterfly seen in the dream will change.

Is it that humans wake up when they see butterflies in their dreams, and then return to their usual daily life; Or is it because I think it's a dream, and butterflies are accompanied by eternal sleep, so you can see the dream of human life?

Butterfly Dreams.

Just like that, life is just an illusion.

Perhaps, this is only the undead who have experienced death but are still "alive" will understand the truth. After all, they have already experienced human life, but now they are still living the same life as humans in a different form from humans, which may be the original intention of comparing themselves to butterflies.

Accompanied by earth-shattering explosions and scenes, the music specially made by Yunliu was Yuyuko's exclusive music, gorgeous and with a hint of the cool atmosphere of emptiness unique to the undead of the underworld.

The shocking music, which almost drew the soul out of the body, caused a lot of amazement again, and people remembered that even with such a great god as GOD. Yun Liu, who is just a child, has still not been covered up. It still has a reputation in the world that is no worse than GOD.

Is this his strength?

Although the westward demon is a cherry blossom tree. At this time, countless cherry blossom petals flying from its body gathered in the air, and the shadow of a beautiful lotus flower bloomed in mid-air. Countless petals turned into sapé-colored sharp blades, rushing into Heathcliff's body.

Large and small light jade barrages rushed out, this kind of large barrage did not need to be aimed at at all, it was overwhelming, and everywhere they could see was the target of their smashing, without any exceptions.

The earth was devastated, as if it were the end of the world. And Heathcliff on the ground is like an iron tower that bears all this.

It's just that. Inflicted by the attack on the soul from the underworld, the shrill roar was filled with a mournful wail before death and the sorrow that the warrior would eventually die on the battlefield......

Everyone watched in silence as the barren mountain was filled with flowers, and countless large and small jades were dotting the ball.

It was a wild dance of cherry blossoms, like a fairy's light ribbon that stretched infinitely to the world...... But when they realized that this was actually a barrage released by an undead spirit from the underworld, they felt even more incredible.

Wave after wave of barrage hit one after another, and Heathcliff was almost unable to hold on.

After several attempts, he finally succeeded in unleashing his skill at what could almost be said to be his last chance, stuck in the extremely short interval of attack time of the barrage.

Even though his anger was almost full of five stars at this time, he had no extra time and life to let him wait until the five stars were full.

At this time. The most important thing is to survive this terrifying barrage!

"Light Guardian!"

The sky, which seemed to have been completely transformed into the underworld, suddenly opened a small gap in the dim curtain that seemed to be covered with dark clouds.

A glimmer of light peeked through the gap. It brings a nasty ray of sunshine to this perennially cold underworld.

The gap widens, and the light thickens, gradually turning into substance and descending.

Looking at the absolute defense that was about to be added to completely ignore the energy attack, Yu Hui was overjoyed, and almost jumped up and clapped his hands in celebration.

It's just that the Dongfang's unique barrage skill sign suddenly jumped out on the screen, which made his originally excited heart immediately cool by half.

"Sakura Talisman [Completely Ink-Stained Sakura-Seal]!"

Yafensaki's barrage is frantically accumulating energy, the energy consumption of this two-star skill is not a problem at all, Yuyuko gently waved the fan, and a cool breeze mixed with cherry blossoms blew, and the darkness in the sky began to squeeze the bright void that had been opened up again.

Even if you believe in a god, Yuyuko is also the master of the underworld, let's see whose home is here, a ragtag god dares to stretch out his hand at will?

"It's really not a long lesson, I already know what you're thinking, if you want to win, I'll think two steps more than me! Of course, there's no way to do it now, even if you want more......"

Remilia had a cruel smile on her face, as if she was watching a performance.

Rejoicing in the tragedies of others is truly a vampire who resembles a demon in the first place.

This perfect predetermined seal directly dispelled Yu Hui's last glimmer of hope, and the last big wave of barrage of Yasaki was belated, walking towards him like a lady, but the smiling face hid a piercing killing intent, which made him chill all over.

Heathcliff, who was annihilated by countless gorgeous barrages, could no longer hold it up, and slowly fell backwards.

The earth was overwhelmed with dazzling light, and after a great storm had passed, everything was quiet again, and the underworld was as peaceful as ever.

"Well, maybe it's better to add a nuclear explosion comedy here?"

After bringing in the identity role of "Cloud Willow", Remilia subconsciously thought about what needed to be improved in music.

But considering that the Divine Comedy of the Nuclear Explosion still doesn't match much with the painting style here, and the original background music of the East has no lyrics, so I'll stop it.

Soon the game starts again, but this time Heathcliff doesn't even do a little effective attack and counterattack, and only defends conservatively from beginning to end, and doesn't even dare to let go of the second charge of the Holy Aegis.

But no one questioned him, he was abused so badly by such an exaggerated and gorgeous style of play, not to mention his current mental state, it would be good not to leave a lifelong psychological shadow.

Not to mention Remilia's 100% accuracy in always guessing his next thoughts and anticipating his ideas almost made him doubt his own IQ.

It's just not fun to find this kind of person......

But this kind of battle with a bit of a sense of déjà vu and the development of the plot also make people want to @ the former world champion Algef who has retired.

I remember that he was like this when he fought against the little girl in the audience team, Shiro, who originally thought he had an advantage, but was quickly beaten back.

When he finally took the initiative again, he was completely crushed by the opponent with quite exaggerated tactics or playing styles.

Shiro is completely crushed by consciousness, that is, with ultra-high accuracy of behavior prediction, he uses various skills in advance to deal with his attacks or defense, dodge, etc. And now this eldest lady's style of play is also very similar to Bai's style of play.

Even if you don't experience it yourself, the audience can feel how much mental pressure they have to bear as their opponents, and this kind of self has to be seen through all over your body, but you still have to bear this pressure, and even seek that possibility from this pressure......

It's scary just to think about.

This round of competition ended quickly, but when the high-spirited young man stood up dejectedly and was about to walk back, he saw the glimmer of approval in the eyes of the eldest lady opposite looking at him.

Just with this look, he inexplicably felt a trace of familiarity and strange touch, as if he was recognized by his idol The same satisfaction filled his body and mind.

The original depression is completely gone.

Twisting his body to walk backwards, he jumped off the stage directly, to the surprise of the audience (frightened?). ran to the platform of the Red Devil Pavilion over there, and took out his mobile phone from his body.

"Well, Miss, can I take a picture of you?" (To be continued......)