What is death?

Is it into nothingness? Or eternal sleep? Or is it just a continuation of another form?

Kazama doesn't know.

Although, I've been thinking about it, but I still don't know.

This is not a simple proposition that can be solved by "I have never eaten pork, and I have seen pigs run", this is Schrödinger's cat, you never know, what kind of reality is locked up in it.

Those who know the truth are already dead, but those who are not dead are ignorant.

Even those who have touched its boundaries have been dismissed as illusions and conjectures by so-called orthodoxy.

Therefore, the final conclusion is the knot of Gordios......

There is no beginning, no end, no unsolution.

Maybe one day in the future, there will be a man who will appear in front of the world, like Alexander the Great, raise his sword high, and then slash it down.

But that person is not Kazama.

Because he did not have the sword, and he did not lift the sword, free.

All he had was the knot that tightened tighter and tighter, little by little, dragging him to the brink of death.

The truth is about to be revealed.

And his life has come to an end.

On this bloody night.

In the light of this full moon.

There, at last, gnawed up, under the sharp teeth.

There was a pain like an ant devouring it, and it came slightly.

With a slow, hesitant oppression.

Surprisingly, vampires are also gentle creatures when it comes to treating their prey.

That is, the appearance that is overlaid on the essence of cruelty? Still is......

A courtesy, hesitation to eat in front of others?

Yes, others...... At the moment when Kazama Yangyu's throat was about to be bitten off, the figure appeared.

It's like a raging fire, but it's cold, like winter.

"Lord Cain? How did you come back......"

Saying this, a trace of anger quickly flashed in the man's eyes, and he was immediately suppressed.

Looking up, the man's pale face showed a puzzled expression for the first time.

The sharp tips of the teeth were stained with a trace of red blood.

But the scarlet in those eyes dimmed slightly.

Chaos, in an instant, empty.

The silver pupils, which spread slightly, contracted rapidly.

It's like a lens, suddenly focused.

focused on that, and slowly appeared, on top of a silver robe.

Then, Kazama saw it and saw the woman.

The red-haired, red-eyed woman.

Slowly, the entrance to the main hall appeared, where it had been, on the steps of the throne.

The silver blade in his hand, in the moonlight, reflected a ray of winter snow-like light.

The slightly long silver robe swayed slightly, and with her steps, a section of snow-white ankles was exposed from time to time.

The woman, just like that, step by step, walked towards Kazama Yangyu.

It is like a knight who arrives alone in the castle where the evil dragon is entrenched, ready to rescue the princess who has been taken captive.

It's a pity that Kazama is not a princess, and here, there are no evil dragons.

There's only one man here who almost eats Kazama as food.

No, a vampire, a, suddenly stunned, a vampire.

Doubts turned into amazement, amazement, and indifference.

Finally, outline a smile with a deep meaning.

As he got up, he stood with his hands in his hands, facing the woman who was approaching him squarely.

"That's really...... It's kind of interesting, it's obviously a human woman, but it has the breath of Cain's guy......"

Maybe it's just an illusion, but Kazama raised his feather, and he clearly felt that the man's voice became more magnetic.

Even those eyes flashed again, scarlet blood light.

Just like when I faced Kazama Raising Feather just now.

"You go!"

With a loud shout, accompanied by a figure that suddenly jumped up.

Kazama, who had finally come back to his senses, didn't have time to think about it, and instinctively threw himself at the man's back.

Then, with a "bump" on the ground, it fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Boom la la ......"

Shadows, fleeting in an instant.

Immediately, gathered.

Perhaps because his charm was interrupted, the man glanced at Kazama with a little annoyance, flicked the corner of his coat lightly, and then turned his gaze back to the woman.

Although it is rude to say this, if it is used as food, it is natural that a person's preference for women is better than that of men...... Moreover, keeping quiet while others are dining is also the most basic etiquette~"

The corners of his mouth were still the elegant smile like a gentleman, but the scarlet blood light in his eyes flashed out in an instant.

It's like a cheetah that has been hungry for a week, pounces fiercely on the antelope that has been marked as prey.

But the antelope suddenly raised its horns.

Sharp, hard, straight and straight to the cheetah's minions.

A moment of collision, a moment of suffocation.

Although, just standing, although, just watching, but when Kazama's gaze came into contact with the two strands of scarlet, his body seemed to be paralyzed, and trembled slightly.

The legs that had just stood up seemed to be fixed in place, and it was difficult to move a single bit.

The blood light is dissipated at the touch of a button.

Two touches of scarlet, turning back in an instant.

Left, two pairs of red eyes, staring at each other, staring at the ......

In the air, there was an inexplicable force slowly rising, accompanied by, two touches, scarlet blood mist.

It's like two gladiators, on the stage of staking their lives and glory, began their final wrestling.

However, it was interrupted.

It was like a spectator suddenly rushing into the arena, and Kazama Hiroha, who had regained his mobility, quickly blocked in front of the woman, turned his back to her, and turned his head.

"Why are you here?!"

However, when I came into the eye, it was a cheek as pretty as ice.

Accompanied, the same cold words.

"We'll talk about it later."

The corner of his eyes suddenly swept into the robe, the looming snow white, the wind feathers were slightly dazed, and suddenly he thought of something, and obediently closed his mouth.

But the body shuddered violently.

A chill quietly spread over my heart.

Not from a woman, but from the other side.

Fingertips.

Fingertips as sharp as blades silently appeared in front of his eyes.

With a sudden, surging stream of heat.

Blood, in an instant, burst out.

Immediately, it was cut off.

The silver rays, like meteors, flash and disappear.

Together, a silver figure.

"Keep your life alive, it will be useful for a while."

Obviously, it is a red like a flame, but why, with it, it is as cold as a snow lotus.

Kazama was slightly stunned, staring blankly at the woman passing in front of him.

And in her hands, like mercury pouring on the ground, a cold light.

Red-haired black shadows, quickly entangled.

Silver flashes, red hair like fire.

The dark shadows of the night crows gathered and scattered, scattered and gathered.

No matter how swift, no matter how tricky, the man always dodged the silver light as if he were playing a trick.

Again, again.

Then, as if he was finally tired of playing, his ten fingers moved slightly, and he went straight towards the woman.

forced the woman to dodge again and again.

Maybe it was because of the excessive blood loss, but over time, the woman's steps were slightly messy.

Kazama raised his feathers, gritted his teeth fiercely, and the purple mangs shone brightly, quickly condensing in the palm of his hand.

Accidental injury or something...... At this time, I can't control it...... If only there was a knife like a silver blade that was designed to deal with vampires...... All right!

It was as if he had suddenly become smart after being kicked by a donkey when he went out, and a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in Kazama's mind.

The right hand flipped lightly, and a black shadow flashed.

"Armor mode, activate!"

"Click...... Multiply...... Boom ......"

A soft snort, accompanied by a rapidly sounding mechanical sound.

In the flash of gold, countless pieces of armor parts ejected out quickly, and then quickly put together.

In the blink of an eye, Kazama Hiroha was firmly wrapped in the operation cabin.

"To the creator...... Not...... The name of the Er clan lifts the ban on the owner's permissions. Durandal System, Launch! ”

Although he hesitated a little at the critical point, Kazama still recounted the woman's words from last night in style.

But......

"Refuse the order, the bloodline characteristics have not been verified, and the ban cannot be lifted!"

“……”

Sure enough, there's no way to fool around......

"That'...... Is there any other way to unban the Durandle system? ”

Although he didn't hold out much hope, Kazama raised his feather, and asked the doctor as a dead horse.

Then, came out, the solution.

Along with it, suddenly the hole opened, the hatch.

"Absolutely! Like that, that's it! ”

A sneer suddenly came from the front.

Before Kazama could raise his head, his chest suddenly tightened, and he was quickly dragged out of the operation cabin.

In the eyes, it is a pair, red and beautiful.

Looking at each other, there was a moment of fall.

Then, for a moment...... Incline.

Kazama raised his feather, and before he could come back to his senses, his body suddenly crooked, and he fell out of the creator unprepared.

When he raised his eyes, he was like a meteor rising into the sky, a black figure.

and two, straight to the ground, Zheng Zheng cold.

It's like two Grim Reapers, scrambling to be the first to rush towards them.

"Hey, hey, hey! It also depends on the time to sell teammates! ”

Grabbing the silver Tang knife that fell straight towards him, Kazama Hiroha turned his wrist and quickly drew it.

"W-"

A long string of sparks, even in such a bright moonlight, still looks so dazzling and dazzling.

Let Kazama raise his feathers, and he can't help but be slightly fascinated by his eyes.

"You have to appreciate the beauty of the shining things, or you will regret it even at the last moment of your life......

A steady, magnetic voice suddenly rang in my ears.

made the eyes that were originally slightly squinted instantly glaring at the boss.

"Boom la la ......"

There was a soft sound, and black wings filled the sky.

Countless black wings, in an instant, shrouded over.

The curtain swept the ground, covering up the entire moonlight.

Together, the blood-colored sky......

The same night, the same scarlet.

However, Kazama will not fall into the same quagmire twice.

“Feim，Zii，Gron！”

A strange sound, sounded without warning.

Along with it, the forbidden power from the ancient world spread out in an instant.

Then, solidify.

Black wings, bloody eyes, moonlight, and even the sky.

Everything froze in an instant.

The air, suddenly, fell silent.

In the silence, only Kazama raised his feathers and slowly got up.

Gently dusting off the dust from his body, he walked towards the scarlet blood eyes that had already frozen.

All the way, in front of it.

Greed, anger, joy, eagerness...... All feelings were frozen at that moment.

Then, it was torn.

"Whew-"

There was a soft thud.

Like a fingertip, cut through time.

Suddenly, quietly.

Then, there was the sudden, the hustle and bustle.

"Boom la la ......"

The black shadows, like a tide, quickly receded.

In an instant, it condensed into a figure, slightly stiffened, and turned around.

The left hand, tightly, is clutched around the waist.

There was an almost dark red mist that slowly leaked from between the white fingers.

Little by little, it sank to the ground.

"That's ...... The power of the dragons ......"

One point of surprise, two points of fear, and the remaining seven points are the anger that suddenly broke out of the shell.

But before that anger could rise, it was suddenly replaced by fear.

Looking up, in the blood-colored night sky, a pillar of light suddenly fell from the sky.

The brilliant light, even the bright moonlight, eclipsed.

And in the pillar of light, slowly, peeking out from the huge ripples that covered the entire sky, was a sword of the cross star, which was brighter than the sun......