The wind, roaring in the ears.

Light, fluttering in front of your eyes.

The huge wind pressure was coming, almost making those eyes unable to open.

But Kazama raised his feathers, but he still stared straight at the earth, with his back to the sky.

At that moment, he felt like he was flying, the fourth time since he came into this world.

As if it had been a bird, free, light, unrestrained.

And that only joy, perhaps, comes from this.

The only thing to be sorry for is that the bird seems to have folded its wings.

"The touch of the lips, evoking the distant memory, even if it is unintentional gentleness, there is no confusion, even if it is a predetermined fate, I will never give up changing it to you, spread my wings, hold my hands, even if it is above the clouds, you can also walk, at this moment, as long as you are with me, there is no unbearable past......"

Kazama raised his feathers and sang leisurely.

It's like singing, my own past.

It's like going back to that summer day, when I heard this song for the first time, my heart swelled with that faint joy, that, a faint sadness, and that, a faint nervousness.

Just like now, right now.

The same joy, the same sadness, the same tension.

It's just that, unlike what the lyrics say, there are no lips, no tenderness, and no hands that can be held by your side, so naturally, it is impossible to spread your wings, and the walk in the clouds has become an unattainable luxury.

In front of Kazama Yangyu, the only thing he can grasp may be the ever-expanding earth.

Forests, mountains, meadows, rivers, one by one, one by one, are gradually blurred in the face of too ostentatious speed.

Even fate itself has become ethereal.

"The roar of foolishness is drowned in the noise of machinery, the sky is full of dull feathers, and the tree of the world will wither, the spirits of the dead will be unbound, the dragons and phoenixes will fall into the sky, and the servants of God will fall......"

Kazama raised his head with difficulty, and once again looked at the strange font engraved with inscriptions, and the prophecy conveyed between the lines.

The undead are untied, and the dragon and phoenix fall into the sky...... It feels like the end of the world, but unfortunately, I can't see it......

Kazama stared blankly at the increasingly blurred earth, where towering ancient trees, accompanied by the outlines of the rocks, finally began to slowly reveal.

Then, he approached.

With such speed, such wind pressure, and even the range of the phantom void, there is no time to accurately control it......

The moment I closed my eyes, I suddenly heard that slightly sad and handsome words.

"There is no mother here who can solve everything for me, even if I pray to God and worship Buddha, there will be no miracles, crying for help, and there will be no heroes who hear coming...... So, I have to be strong! ”

This is a junior high school student who likes Quata, with the consciousness that there is no one to lend a helping hand at the moment.

In my mind, there was a blazing white light, flashing, accompanied by that one, short brown shoulder-length hair.

At that moment, Kazama's hands suddenly held hope.

"Thunder Elf, ......"

Silver eyes, reopened.

The earth, in an instant, came to you.

Then, it was the sudden jump, purple thunder.

Suddenly, it was all over the place, and the whole field of vision.

In the middle of the pitch, there is no earth, forest, river...... As far as the eye can see, there is only the thunder light, jubilant jumping.

It was like thousands of thunder snakes, and in an instant, the feathers of Kazama were tightly wrapped.

Then, go crazy.

It's like a fast-moving machine.

Then, there were!

Although I can't see it, I can't touch it, but I still feel it, that force, invisible force.

That one, as if even iron atoms would be magnetized, a huge force.

The earth suddenly uplifted, accompanied by a burst of fine particles.

Thousands of strange particles, along with the clods of earth and rocks that adhered to them, seemed to be weightless, suspended from the earth.

Then, pause.

Dotted around, the reflection is left and right.

Suddenly, they quickly retreated and dispersed.

Only a figure was left, and finally, slowly descended.

"Zizi...... Zizi Zi ......"

There was no loud noise, no impact, and not even a collision.

Kazama raised his feathers, and just like that, quietly, fell to the ground.

With the one that was still scurrying around, the slightest electric current.

"Unexpectedly...... Succeeded......"

The look of disbelief, accompanied by an ecstatic smile, slowly bloomed from the corner of the boy's mouth.

Although it was a dead horse as a live horse doctor, it was a success!

Magnetize itself with an electric current and a magnetic field, along with the iron elements in the earth, and finally land safely through repulsion, and only the physics teacher of Tokotaipan Middle School can teach such a good student!

Sure enough, it's too bad, what is my sister, it's the most powerful!

Joy, excitement, and finally, intense, prostration.

"Bump!"

With a muffled sound, Kazama raised his feathers, and just like that, he lay straight on the ground.

Purple thunder, for a moment, dimmed.

It was like wild children who had finally lost their restraints, pushing each other, rushing, and rushing into the air.

In an instant, it was gone.

Only the smirking boy was left, his eyes were blurred, he looked at the sky, and then finally fell asleep.

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"Wake up, wake up. Chosen by fate, the oracle has been announced, and the time of judgment is coming......"

The faint voice, far and near, is just like the ethereal in the memory.

"Why are you again...... Can you not disturb people while they are sleeping......"

"Uh......"

The ethereal voice, it seems, choked for a moment.

Then, finally, it slowly resounded.

"Your time has come, awaken, judge, and then, become ......"

"It's all said, don't make ......"

Interrupting slightly impatiently, Kazama Hiroha stretched out his hand in confusion and grabbed it indiscriminately.

Suddenly, there was a soft and wet touch on his hand, and immediately, it suddenly contracted.

Suddenly opened his eyes, Kazama raised his feathers, and his eyes widened subconsciously.

What appeared in front of him, frozen like a wood carving, was a ...... Little girl?

No, to be precise...... Zhang is relatively young.,Girl.。

Although judging from the height and body type, it should indeed be divided into the category of girls, but judging from the dress and the shock that is now frozen on her face, she should be regarded as a girl who is already fifteen or sixteen years old......

Kazama Yangyu, judging this way, looked at himself and nodded.

Even the outstretched fingers trembled gently.

With it, it was soft and wet.

It's like it's about to melt.

For a moment, Kazama was sluggish, just like the girl in front of him, who was also sluggish.

And then.

"Yikes!"

"Ahh

"Your Excellency!"

For a moment, the hustle and bustle.

Kazama finally understood what had happened, and two fingers quickly pulled out of the girl's mouth.

Drag out a long, crystalline, viscous thread.

This is...... Girlish......

The head "boomed" and burst open, and countless sounds, like a tide, surged.

Cheerful, excited, excited, shy, and, alert......

Kazama raised his feathers, and he didn't even have time to reminisce about the beautiful situation, and the adrenal hormones had already been requisitioned by the instinct to survive.

The consciousness has not yet reacted, but the body has already moved without authorization.

The silver figure tumbled out.

It is like a tiger descending from a mountain, and it is like an eagle striking the sky.

Fiercely, pounced on her prey.

"Wow! Multiply! …… Multiply! Multiply! Multiply! ”

Blazing, flashing.

Sticking, Kazama's cheeks.

Like a girl's lips, blazing hot.

"Don't move!"

Fingers, gently, clasped over the girl's throat.

With a hint of silkiness that hasn't dried yet.

Kazama raised his feathers, his eyes were like eagles, staring at the front of him, one by one, the muzzle of the black hole, and behind the muzzle, the black and oppressive figures.

"Don't come here! Otherwise......"

Fingertips, slightly forced, the girl in her arms, softly, muffled.

Let those black shadows that are about to move finally gradually stop.

Together, on the muzzle, there was a looming blazing light.

Slightly, gasping, Kazama glanced behind him with palpitations.

Just, just a glance.

But it still made Kazama raise his feathers, and fiercely, shivered.

There, under the shade of the tree where Kazama had been lying comfortably, white smoke was slowly rising from the ground that had become like a sieve.

"I ......"

For a moment, Kazama really wanted to scold, but finally, still, restrained.

After all, swearing is almost useless to solve the problem, except for provoking the other party.

However, sometimes, many people still choose to let themselves go.

"What am I! You filthy pig, hurry up and get your hooves off Miss Ben! ”

Question or something, wait until you anger the other party!

Kazama Hiroha, as if he heard such words.

“……”

At that moment, Kazama calmed down instead.

Because, it is already out of anger.

The demon, quietly, came out from behind Kazama Rising Feather.

Then, he grabbed his hand, pointed upwards, and pulled it over.