So, under the woman's obvious intentions, I also consciously withdrew from the battle circle. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because the next battle will be a performance by the two of them.

Following Xie Yan's advice, I began to watch from the wall.

"It's good to watch from the side, but be careful not to get too close and not too far away." He admonished.

"If you get too close, you might get caught up in the fight, but if you get too far, you'll miss out on the opportunity too."

Did you miss out on this opportunity......

In short, focus your spirit on the battle in front of you in an all-round way, avoid what you should avoid, and go on when you should go.

"Well, that's okay if you want to understand it." Xie Yan said.

Good...... In that case, it's good to be improvised.

……

My eyes fell on the circle of the two.

The woman's hands gripped the Guardian's wings tightly, trying to uproot it.

But the Guardian flapped her remaining wings desperately, whirling through the air in an attempt to banish the uninvited guest who had perched on her back.

At the same time, the Guardians do more than just physically expel them. As she swung her body, several black rays of energy stretched out from her body, trying to use her annihilation power to surround and corrode the invader.

Can this substance, which is enough to resist the 'deletion', cause effective harm to that woman?

As I watched intently at the result of this move, a memory suddenly flashed through my mind.

It was in an alley in the Manyo settlement.

I wrapped the woman in a large amount of black mist.

But when the black fog dissipated, the woman not only did not die from the erosion of the black fog, but was still in an unharmed state.

Even the white robe on her body did not lose the slightest color.

If that's the case, then the Guardian's Annihilation attack must be in vain.

But as I thought so, I heard the woman suddenly sound like an alarm, a mechanical voice.

"Origin and Data Protection, Activation."

An illusory barrier instantly covered her entire body like a veil, and the black energy that came from the frantically attacked was directly bounced away the moment it touched the veil.

Is this the skill that blocked my black fog in the first place?

It's really a kind of origin.

Black fog is data deletion, and this for women, is data protection.

No matter how you look at it, it's the origin of a pair of mutual restraints.

It seems that I really met an opponent when I used the black fog at that time, and I didn't lose at all.

And as the barrier held off the Guardian's attack, her mechanical voice rang out again.

"Origin and Attribute Grant."

Here, it's the origin of the physical type, the origin that knocked me dozens of meters away in the first place and saved my life not long ago.

What is she going to do with the Guardians with this source?

As if answering my question, the woman let go of her hands gripping the Guardian's wings, and struck two markers, one positive and one negative, into its left and right wings, respectively.

And this kind of operation?!

With the flash of light bestowed by the attributes, the two butterfly wings on the guardian's back instantly seemed to be nailed to the sides, unable to move.

"It's a bit ruthless." Even Xie Yan couldn't help but comment at this time.

Since the two wings in the upper part have been locked by the origin, the woman's goal is naturally to fall on the two wings in the lower part.

The Guardian, who had lost the power of a pair of wings, also lost the power to spin in an instant, leaving only the two smaller wings below barely flapping in the air to maintain their form in the air.

But the woman was not going to give up, and as soon as she had fully secured the two wings above, she used her hands to firmly bind the two wings below the guardian as before.

At this point, the Guardian completely lost the ability to fly, and fell downward with the woman like a bird with broken wings.

For a Guardian whose main means of movement is flight, being deprived of the ability to fly is actually no different from being disabled.

The woman's purpose must have been to make the Guardian fall to the ground before making the next move on her.

Sure enough, it is an efficient means of processing.

But even though the Guardian lost her wings, her revolt was not broken.

Without wings, she still has her own siblings.

So, like an octopus, she desperately waved her bladed limbs in the air at the guardian on her body, hoping to give her a chance to live.

Unfortunately, the woman who controlled her wings was always standing behind her, and it was extremely difficult for her to get her siblings to attack behind her. Therefore, this incomparably exhilarating struggle seems to outsiders to be more like a brilliant farce, so good that it is distressing.

The two fell in the air faster than everyone present expected, maybe the woman did something in it, or maybe she secretly changed the gravitational coefficient of this place, but in short, the two human figures fighting in the air smashed into the ground like a meteorite.

I knew, though, that even with such a strong impact, the Guardian wouldn't be harmed.

After all, the strength of two hundred levels is not in vain, no matter how powerful the woman is and how much she violates the rules of the game, two hundred levels are always two hundred levels.

Unless she has a level-modifying origin, then I didn't say it.

As the bodies of the two fell to the ground, a gray-yellow cloud of smoke and dust rose with it.

And in the smoke and dust, a figure with four wings open behind him also slowly emerged.

It was the Guardian, and she was still trying to fly.

That's right, after all, she is only limited by the attributes of the upper wings, and the lower wings are free if the woman doesn't control them all the time.

It seems that she wants to take advantage of the period of time when she lands to break free from the woman's control of her and return to the sky battle that she is good at.

However, things did not go so smoothly.

In the smoke and dust, a cold mechanical sound sounded again.

"Origin and data encryption."

To be honest, I shudder whenever I hear this mechanical sound.

The cold voice is like a declaration of death, like an ice thorn, like a cold dagger, soaking deep into your bone marrow, so that you can't get the forgiveness of temperature from head to toe, and there is only eternal cold.

Besides, the woman seems to have been a different person since she drove me away, what can I say...... Getting less intelligent?

No, you can't say that.

Should be...... It's getting too smart.