"Wow, a ”

High in the air, there was a frightened cry from Uejo Dangma.

The fire on the right is now looking at Saten Tear, whose hair suddenly changed color, face to face, thinking about why Saten Tear was not killed by her own blow, and what happened to her state of resurrection with full blood every time she was beaten by herself.

I heard a shout in the sky not far away, and I couldn't help but look back.

Amijo Dangma was thrown from a fighter plane hundreds of meters above the ground of the Star of Bethlehem and was accelerating towards the ground at a speed of free fall.

The fire on the right frowned slightly, the illusion killer of Shangjo Dangma's right hand is what he needs, if he dies when he gets his right hand, I don't know if it will affect the power of the illusion killer.

Thinking like this, the fire on the right took a step and wanted to catch the upper jo as hemp.

However, compared to his thoughtfulness, Satian Tears rushed over the moment he saw that it was the last one, which was naturally faster than the fire on the right.

The fire on the right sensed a flashing figure beside him, stopped his actions, put away the anger of the destruction of the ritual ground, looked at the direction of the fall of Shangjo Danma, and smiled with victory in his hand.

Saten's tears rushed to the bottom of Uejo Dangma, and before Uejo Dangma landed, he caught Uejo Dangma with the wings stretched out behind his back.

In a panic, Uejo Dangma suddenly fell to a soft area of white light, and beyond the vague white light, he saw the familiar but somewhat unfamiliar Saten tears.

In a panic, Uejo remembered what the 'pilot' had said before he was pushed off the fighter, and then without hesitation, he stretched out his right hand and slapped Saten Tears on the shoulder.

Bang!

In an instant, the white light that dragged his body shattered.

The slowly falling Zuotian Tear's body shook violently, and then the two of them fell towards the ground again at the speed of free fall.

Fortunately, at this time, it was only a few meters above the ground, and although he felt that his back was in great pain, it was fine.

"Hmm......"

Grinning his teeth, he got up from the ground, and when he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It's so quiet.

Except for his own voice, Zuotian Tears, who landed with him, didn't move.

What just happened? Why did it fall all of a sudden? Also, Saten-san...... Aren't you afraid of pain? Or is it cushioned with the ability before it hits the ground?

With such doubts, Kamijo Danma looked back at Saten's tears who fell behind him.

The once beautiful long black hair had somehow turned into vicissitudes of white, and what made Shang Tiao even more concerned was that the white-haired girl was lying motionless on the ground at this moment.

Really, motionless.

The face under the snow-white long hair was pale and weak, the eyelashes trembled unconsciously when the human was unconscious, and the ups and downs of the chest when breathing were not noticeable at all, and the gray dead breath spread towards the upper part of the body centered on the body of Satian Tears.

"Hey......" Shangjo Dangma's heart trembled, and he whispered with a dull expression.

"Satian-san, how, how ......" forcibly suppressed the bad premonition in his heart, and Shangjo staggered to Satian's tears, "Satian-san, how are you?" ”

The arm suddenly became heavy.

Shangjo shouted as he raised his hand with difficulty, reaching out to Saten's tearful snort.

What was originally very easy is that for the current Kamijo Danma, it is tantamount to trekking across thousands of mountains and rivers, which is more difficult than ever, and more confusing than when facing all enemies.

Panic suddenly befell Shangjo when he was numb.

In the past, no matter who the enemy was, no matter how strong the enemy was, Kamijo Dangma could not be confused, and he could face it with his right hand.

But now, what he is about to face is the death of his friend, most likely.

He was scared, he was withdrawing.

Things that have never been experienced and never wanted to experience are about to happen right in front of our eyes.

What is really scary is not the moment it happens, but the time when you wait for the bad news to come.

As if a century had passed, the fingers that were numb were finally placed under the nostrils of Saten's tears.

One second.

Two seconds.

Five seconds.

Ten seconds passed without any feeling.

You can't feel the slightest warm airflow.

Now.

The dark black aura suddenly wrapped around Shang Tiao Dangma's body, and he lowered his head, his body stiffened beside Zuotian Tears like a sculpture.

At this moment, the fire on the right, which was slowly pacing like a leisurely stroll, spoke out:

"You've really done something in trouble."

As he spoke, the fire on the right leisurely turned the staff in his hand, took one of them off and held it in his hand, and threw the staff aside.

It was the staff used to control the angels, and the remote control spirit suit that controlled Intex was also placed on it, and after removing the remote control spirit suit that controlled Intix, the staff was no longer useful.

Ignoring the silent Kamijo Dangma, the fire on the right continued:

"Thanks to you, it's necessary to perform the ritual before the school city and the British hindrance arrives. So now, it's almost time to hand over that right hand. ”

Kamijo Dangma didn't react, except for the sound of fire on the right, the battlefield was shrouded in an increasingly quiet atmosphere.

"But speaking of which, you don't think ruining the ritual field summoned by the angels will stop my plans, do you?"

There was still no answer, and the fire on the right seemed to be talking to itself.

"Don't worry about that. The task of the angel is to change the sky into the way the Lord likes......" Speaking of which, the fire on the right looked up at the sky.

At a time when Michael had become an energy block, the appearance of the night sky was not at all changing.

The fire on the right sneered and smirked, and continued the unfinished words with smugness: "It's done!" ”

At the same time as these words fell, the third hand of the fire on the right stretched out widely.

Whew!!

A strange voice rang out.

The night sky began to change somewhat.

First yellow, then red, then blue, and finally green, the stars of strange colors suddenly spread out in the night sky like several layers of veils overlapping in the otherwise dim sky.

"That's because of that." It didn't seem to notice the change in the sky, and the silent Kamijo Danma finally spoke, "Just because of this thing......"

The strange aura gradually spread throughout the area, and Kamijo Dangma slowly stood up, his fists clenched together, and there was no expression on his gloomy face.

There was no anger, no sorrow, no excitement or excitement at finally seeing the enemy, just a stagnant water cut off from its source, without any fluctuations in the dull expression.

"Can you just kill my friend? I said, you bastard...... Do you know what you've done!!! ”

Ignoring the changes in the night sky that greeted him, and ignoring the hideous arm that seemed to contain great energy squirming on the shoulder of the fire on the right.

A certain tight string in his heart suddenly broke off when he was numb, and waved his right hand, which concentrated the strength of his whole body, and rushed towards the fire on the right!