The stars are shining brightly, and the night is hazy.

What should have been a quiet and deep beach is now as lively as daytime.

Turquoise light, in an instant, poured out of the sand, carrying countless vine-like bands of turquoise light.

The light belt is covered with thorn-like barbs, and once it is entangled, it feels like it will pierce deeply into the bone marrow, making it difficult for people to break free.

But for the giant black shadow, the barbs apparently did no substantial damage.

Only the shrill sound of "Gragra" grinding against metal came slowly, from that black mist.

Thick, black smoke seemed to come from the abyss of hell, the most intense demonic barrier.

Firmly enveloped the surroundings of a huge black shadow, tightly concealing his true figure.

Leaving only a vague outline, struggling in the blazing green light of day.

Dozens of emerald green bands of light surged from all directions of the green circle, quickly winding around them like swimming snakes.

Dead like black smoke, wrapped around the substantial body hidden within.

"Who?!"

The sound of machinery, the screams of rage, the black silhouette, the slamming of the contract.

However, there was no answer.

Only a moaning "creaking" sound came from the light band, as if it would break at any moment.

In the forest, the ethereal chanting became more and more rapid, and more and more green bands of light grew wildly, like everything revived in the spring breeze, stretching arbitrarily in an extremely strong life posture, and entangled towards the black shadow.

Then, crumble.

In an instant, with a loud roar.

The green bands of light, those thorn-like, tightly entangled green bands of light, quickly broke apart, inch by inch.

It turned into countless particles of light, quietly suspended in the air, like the most beautiful fireflies in summer, drifting and drifting, in countless overwhelming sand and dust.

The black shadow that had just broken free from the thorny light belt, before he could take a breath, found that he had been shrouded in a cloud of sand and dust at some point.

In the sand and dust in the sky, countless snow-white fine sands, like tornado storms, quickly rotated, firmly encircling the black outline in the center of the sand and dust storm.

The storm became more and more urgent, thicker and thicker, and what began as a thin layer turned into a solid wall of sand several meters thick in the blink of an eye.

Then, suddenly, it began to contract.

The sand wall shrank rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a sand pillar dozens of meters high, such as the existence of heaven and earth in the most magnificent temple of ancient Greece.

The piercing sound of grinding sand and gravel sounded "Gragra".

But, other than that, there was no sound at all.

There were no screams, no sound of metal being squeezed, only an eerie silence.

In the silence, there was a dark light, abruptly, through.

Spread in an instant.

And then, two, three, four......

The pitch-black light, like countless dense worms, clinged to the huge stone pillar, silently.

In the silence, there is an undercurrent hidden underwater, slowly surging.

"Boom!"

The sand and dust were all over the sky, like a waterfall, pouring down rapidly.

Bombarded the soft sand, stirring up a milky white mist of fine sand.

In the mist, a pitch-black silhouette slowly emerged.

Together, those two jet-black lights.

As if it existed to devour, two jet-black lights appeared in front of everyone in a strange sword-like posture.

Even the blazing green rays in the circle were afraid of them, and began to retreat towards the outer circle.

"If it's just this level, it's not even a sneak attack."

It's a mechanical sound, but you can still feel the cold temperature.

Let Kazama Hiroha, who was hiding in the woods, shiver fiercely.

Glancing at Qianqian beside him tacitly, Kazama Raising Feather gritted his teeth fiercely and shouted at the girl with a bitter face behind her.

"Nana!"

The dust that had just fallen, as if it had spirituality, quickly re-condensed, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge palm and slapped down towards the black shadow.

At the same time, the green light skyrocketed, and the turquoise light belt that had already collapsed was like spring grass, quickly spreading out from the periphery of the circle, and in the blink of an eye, it grew into huge green light vines, paving the ground towards the black shadow in the middle.

On Qianqian's forehead, there was a silver light, which flashed.

A crescent-shaped silver light swept out in an instant, with a girl's cheer.

Looking strangely at the silver crescent moon that rushed towards the black shadow, Kazama suddenly remembered the situation in the auction arena that day.

A young girl's figure that resembles Qianqian slowly appeared in front of Kazama Yangyu.

"That...... Qianqian's spirit sword, it seems to be very special? ”

I barely used the words of praise, but the tone was still a question sentence.

"It's okay......

Qianqian, who has always made her position clear, unexpectedly used a vague tone.

The lilac eyes were slightly dim.

"Girls' secrets, you can't just ask around~"

Gu who suddenly appeared behind him said gloatingly.

The warm breath blows straight to the ears of the wind and feathers, with a hint of numbness.

"I always feel like it's a little ......"

"Be careful!"

A soft cry came from the side.

Kazama quickly followed Qianqian's gaze.

I saw that the black wind blade in the sky, like a tide, took the figure shrouded in the black mist as the origin, and quickly surged in all directions.

Then, like a razor, in an instant, all the bands of turquoise light are cut into sections.

And Kazama Yangyu's huge palm, which was condensed with mental power, shattered into a veil of mist in the sky in an instant, and collapsed with a bang.

In the mist, there was only a silver light, which came suddenly, with a mournful roar.

"Ding—"

There was a long sound of gold and iron resonating, and then, there was a piercing "zizi" sound.

Dazzling sparks suddenly splattered out of the strange black mist.

"Boom!"

The huge black shadow flew straight upside down and smashed into the sand in an instant.

Only the mouth of a black hole remained, and a miserable white mist emerged.

In the mist, a black shadow quickly flew out again.

Lifting his not-so-clear head, he stared straight at the silver crescent moon that was spinning like a playful "drip" in the air.

"It seems that I underestimated you......"

As if sighing, he let out a long breath, and on the huge black shadow, the black mist that had been shrouded suddenly skyrocketed, and a black spherical light mask quickly wrapped the black shadow in.

The black gas erupted and turned into a pair of black wings in an instant.

The black shadow flashed, and it quickly swept towards the silver crescent.

"Qianqian, be careful!"

With a low shout, the power of Kazama's mind surged out.

The sand grains in the magic circle came to life, gathering together "with a bang", and then, the higher and higher they gathered, the tighter they gathered, and in the blink of an eye, they condensed into a white sand dragon with a diameter of several meters.

On the hideous dragon head, a large mouth of blood basin opened and closed slightly, and between the eyes, it suddenly led the neck to roar, mixed with the terrifying sound of breaking the air, and roared down.

"Ding—"

A soft moan, melodious and tactful.

The silver crescent moon and the huge black shadow each flipped backwards at a rapid pace.

But before the black shadow could come to his senses, the green light that quietly wound up at some point quickly contracted, firmly binding the black shadow's hands and feet, and then, with a sharp pull, fell towards the ground.

At the same time, the huge wind pressure has been taken down on the head, firmly locking the black shadow, and even dodging is almost impossible.

The roaring dragon, with the momentum of destroying the world, smashed down.

In an instant, the sand and dust poured down like a torrential rain.

In the slight "rustling" sound, there was a slight cracking sound.

Then, the black light burst out, and the turquoise thorn light ribbon instantly cracked.

A black shadow, swept out quickly, rushing straight towards the sky.

The black shadow, slightly embarrassed, the black light that was originally shrouded outside, has long disappeared, and the thick black fog that envelops the surrounding body has also become thin and ethereal, and in time, the light blue metal armor inside is revealed.

"Ah, I'm going to run away!"

"Ran away ......"

"Purr-purr...... Run ......"

The three little guys reminded noisily.

"Don't worry, I'm not one of you kids."

In the faint laughter, Kazama snapped his fingers lightly.

"Grilled meat!"

There is light.

Purple light.

With a thin "zizi" sound, it appeared in the sky without warning.

Appears, above the dark shadow.

Then, in an instant, it exploded, turning into a purple electric dragon the thickness of an arm.

In an instant, from somewhere in the void, towards the black shadow, it slashed head.

The air, suddenly, became noisy, with a cry of excitement, pleasant, and cheerful.

Countless purple lightning elves cheered, jumped, and rushed over unscrupulously.

All the way to the depths of the shadows.

In the magic circle, the turquoise points of light that had originally shattered into countless light particles suddenly began to gather rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into six bands of light several meters wide, connected end to end, surrounding it with black shadows that seemed to be solidified.

On the flat ribbon of light, there are countless mysterious words and strange symbols, circulating rapidly, like a special spell that exists to seal something.

The air, suddenly quiet.

Only Nana's immature and delicate voice sounded softly.

"Divine Sacrifice, Soul Binding! Harvest! ”

The turquoise magic circle suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, as if it was really going to illuminate the whole day and the earth.

The huge ribbon of light suddenly contracted, intertwined and overlapped, and in an instant, it turned into a ball of light covered with secret texts, and suddenly, collapsed inward.

Then, slowly fall......

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When everything is quiet.

Starlight, re-settling on the beach.

A few figures slowly walked out of the woods.

Walked towards the dark shadow lying quietly on the sand pond.

"Hmm...... Looks like a girl......"

Graceful curves, a long figure, with light blue fighter armor, although it is a black bodysuit, even the face is covered, but, it should be a beautiful girl...... Kazama thought so.

Then, step by step, he walked towards the girl.

"Humph! I get carried away when I see a girl! What a pervert with a full head of H! ”

Behind him, Hull chuckled slightly mockingly.

Kazama squatted down and turned his head with a helpless smile.

"Be careful!"

"Lord Guardian!"

In the midst of the two screams, Kazama suddenly felt a tightening of his neck, and he had already been tightly strangled from behind.

Just as he was about to speak, a crisp mechanical female voice sounded in his ears.

"Ding-Hunter mission has started, teleportation is about to take place!"

Belch...... Do you want to do that......

It's the middle of the night!!

There was light, rising from the feet of Kazama Yangyu, a strange circle that was constantly rotating, rapidly expanding, and in the blink of an eye, it was engulfed.

Kazama covered his face and looked back apologetically at the round eyes.

On his face, a wry smile appeared......