"As long as she knows that happiness is still waiting for her in the next year, and there is nothing good to lose her memory, why should she run away? Isn't it that simple? ”

When Mazi held the scabbard of the god crack hard, he roared loudly.

“”

Shen Crack didn't speak, just pulled out the scabbard and struck it again, still not drawing his sword.

When Mazi also flipped his body and clenched his fists.

The two of them were entangled together, the scabbard of the divine crack was like a living creature, dancing as they wanted, and the cold light gradually weaved into a silver light net under the reflection of the lights in the distance, shrouding the pockmarks inside.

The scabbard grew more and more powerful, and even if the blade was not drawn, the wind pressure generated by the super-speed was comparable to the light of a knife, and the ground was carved into a series of scratches, and occasionally when they landed on the steel structure, it would stir up a canopy of sparks, bringing instant light to the dim space.

But this time, when Mazi did not fall into disadvantage because of this, it was not that her skills suddenly improved, but that her heart was shaken.

"What good can you get from fighting me?"

"Less nonsense!"

Dang Mazi, who was wearing a blue tights, walked briskly, with blue points of light every time he got out of danger in a very small space, and made a counterattack with his hand, forcing Shen Crack to have to defend himself and save himself.

While whirling with the Divine Crack, she stared at the Divine Crack in front of her, and her eyes without the slightest power made the magicians in the top ten in London unconsciously look away.

"I remember you were called God Split?"

As if whispering, the suppressed voice can feel the complex emotions in the heart of the pockmark.

"Not having to remember each other's names is good for both of us."

The attack of the god crack did not stop, she still did not draw the sword, nor did she use the angle of the tricky and lethal seven flashes, just used the scabbard as a long knife and simply danced, if the reaction was fast enough, such an attack seemed a little weak, but the empty streets did not have complex terrain for the opponent to use.

"What?"

"In fact, when we first wanted to erase her memory, we started to work hard to help her 'create zào memories' three days ago, and on the last night, I even hugged her and cried bitterly."

"But these don't mean anything, she won't remember the happiness of the past, and after being erased, the first choice is to flee, no matter how much you love her, she will only treat you as an enemy who 'wants to snatch 103,000 magic books'."

The god cracked and roared excitedly, the scabbards of the seven swords of the seven heavens kept coming, sometimes several waves of combined attacks, surging up like an endless tide, the wind pressure and the sword scabbard that was missed swung over, the originally smooth street was cut out of cracks, and the chaotic slash made it almost impossible for Dang Mazi to breathe.

And sometimes it fell into a deathly silence, and when Mako guessed that the god crack had given up the attack, a dazzling light suddenly erupted in the blind corner of the vision, followed by the crisp sound of glass shattering and the piercing sound of the metal door being scratched.

Many times the sword light was stuck to the pockmarks passing through, and if it weren't for the fast enough reaction of the body strengthened by the blue light energy, maybe it would have suffered some fatal injuries.

The most dangerous one was a slash that pierced her eyes in the middle of the eye, and the silver star in front of her quickly grew larger at that moment, and the murderous aura and chill made Dang Mazi's scalp a little numb, and the wind pressure driven by the knife broke the protection of the blue light ring, cutting off several hairs on her sideburns, leaving a small wound on her face.

"I'm not talking to you, I'm not negotiating with you, I'm just conveying my orders, whatever your thoughts are, if you want to stop us, it will only cause your own destruction."

Shen's cracked tone was as smooth as that of a bank counter person, and at this time, her eyes were colder than the pale moonlight, quieter than the clock gears that carved the time.

"You may have seen the 'flexibility' of human beings in my heart now, so you want to convince me, but I am now strictly ordered."

The god's cracked voice was as cold as the unsheathed Japanese sword of the night: "That kid has been captured by my companion, you are just superfluous, now, leave immediately." ”

Her words were not mere hostility or ridicule, but sounded as if she wanted to prevent a person from continuing to do something futile and scarring himself.

"I listen to you!"

Unwilling to give up, yes, how could it be possible to give up, when the pockmarked wolf dodged another slash from the divine crack, and said to the divine crack in a tone that wanted to swallow the other party:

"You guys, you guys, will only let others take responsibility for your cowardice and incompetence? Aren't you magicians? Aren't you magicians who claim to be able to make the impossible possible? What is this now? Is magic just not working? How dare you puff out your chest in front of Intix and say you've tried all the possibilities? ”

"Magic is useless at times like these, and while it's not something that can be said with a puffed up, at least in front of that kid, there's no lie about magic."

Shen Crack said in a voice that seemed to be about to break his teeth: "If there was any other way, we would have done it a long time ago, otherwise who would want to give such a cruel ultimatum?" ”

In just a moment, a really short moment, it was like seeing through a qiē, showing a very sad smile,

But immediately, it was like a toggle switch, and his eyes became cold again.

No longer as a friend of Intix, but as a magician's cold eyes, instead of giving her cruel happiness, it is better to find a way to reduce her misfortune, which is the belief of God Split.

In terms of Intix's personality, "parting" must be more painful than death, and constantly tasting the pain of parting, how is that different from being in hell?

After tasting a parting that was more painful than death, she forgot a qiē, but could only move on to the next destined parting, which was so cruel to her, so the gods split them and made up their minds.

Instead of giving her cruel happiness, it is better to choose to minimize her misfortune, if Intixs did not have "memories" to lose from the beginning, then the pain of losing memories will also be reduced, so God Crack decided not to be her friend and choose to be her "enemy" instead.

Dye all the memories of Intix black, so that the final hell will not be so difficult for Intix.

Raising the long knife, the divine crack quickly approached again, following her movements, the air flow on the street fluctuated slightly, and a fallen leaf was blown in by the night wind, falling between the two people, and suddenly stopped, the tip of the divine crack passed through its body, stabbing at a high speed that had never been seen before, the scabbard rubbed against the air, setting off a violent wave of qi.

"Less nonsense!"

When Mazi stubbornly roared:

"I didn't try all the possibilities, how could I just give up?"

Before she could take a step to her feet, the blade chased after him, coming to him with a scream that pierced the air, and she dodged twice in a row, but she never managed to escape the pursuit of the Divine Crack.

However, none of this matters at all.

When Mako smiled.

It's a smile that looks like it's going to collapse at any moment.,But with the conviction and consciousness of guarding something.。

This is definitely not an expression that a desperate person can make.