There is a wind, and it passes from the high heavens.

With the sunshine pouring down.

It was Regios across the sky, finally slowly retreating from the spatial rift after Mana's destruction.

As a result, the shadow that hung over everyone's heads finally became thin.

Only the scattered and ruined battleships sparsely landed in the air, waiting for the end that would eventually come.

"Haha...... Hahaha...... The old man has been thinking hard and planning for decades, but he didn't expect that in the end, he missed this experience, hateful, hateful! ”

His eyes widened, there was unwillingness and resentment, overflowing from the light of those eyes, benevolence was not easy, as if he wanted to eat people, he looked down fiercely.

But what greeted him was a pair of ice-like eyes.

The cold killing intent almost eroded through the air, like substance, making the rickety body tremble violently.

The old cheeks twitched rapidly, and in an instant, they became more and more hideous, as if they were trying to hide something.

"But now, the last bloodline of the Er family has been cut off, and the Moonlight Butterfly will no longer be a threat, so let the old man take you as a sacrifice and pay tribute to her!!"

In the midst of a sharp roar, the staff in Ren Buyi's hand suddenly swelled.

The magma that had been decomposed by the Moonlight Butterfly suddenly erupted from the ground again.

Suddenly, it turned into a fiery dragon and roared upward.

Everyone was just waiting to stop it, but the fire dragon suddenly froze.

It's like, the picture is suddenly frozen.

Without warning.

The fiery fire dragon, which had just surged halfway through, fell weakly as if it had lost all its spirituality in an instant.

It turned into a blazing rain of magma and poured down.

There was a "pop" and a scorching wave was splashed.

On the ground, bright red magma continued to gush out, "gurgling" and bubbling, spreading haphazardly in all directions.

Ren is not easy, just floating in the air, motionless.

The original arrogance and pleasure are gone.

The old face looked at his feet incredulously.

Doubt, unwillingness, anger, horror, and finally, despair.

"What is this? What is it?! ”

Staring in horror at the strange flames that suddenly burst out from above and below Zhou's body, Ren Bu was not easy to slap and struggle.

On the staff, the light flashed, and all kinds of strange water-based magic surged out one after another.

Turning into a monstrous flood, he beckoned towards the hasty figure.

However, to no avail.

Not even a flame was extinguished, not even a glimmer of hope was seen.

Only the scorching pain came from every flame of fire.

A little, a little, deep into the bone marrow.

It was as if it was a judgment from heaven, vowing to burn this ugly body, along with the ugly soul, completely and completely!

At that moment, Ren thought of something easily.

The slapping suddenly stopped, and the water dissipated in an instant, and when he turned his head, his resentful gaze swept straight towards the "Ten Thousand Return Madness".

But there was nothing.

Only a mysterious smile rose from that majestic face.

"It seems that the virtuous nephew has finally understood the use of the Great Priest's Flame of Destiny......"

Nodding with satisfaction, "Wangui Crazy", but he looked straight at Kazama Yangyu below.

In the eye, there was a silver streamer, which suddenly rose into the sky.

If the rainbow runs through the sun, if the eagle strikes the sky.

Under the summer sun, a brilliant arc is crossed.

In an instant, it turned into countless black wings, surging towards the rickety figure with a "bang".

Immediately, the package.

Dark.

Darkness that obscures the sky.

In the darkness, only the frightened pupils contracted in the cold flames.

"Who are you? Who are you?! ”

Hoarse roar, old voice, hoarse and frightened.

But what answered him was a pair of red eyes.

Accompanied, fiercely burning, flame marks.

"Me? You can call me, Avenger! ”

There were silver blades that flashed in the faint light of the flames.

Lightweight, swift, carrying, dance-like fluidity.

And, splashes, blood flowers.

"Ah——! What are you doing? What are you doing?! ”

Shadow, in a flash.

The rickety body suddenly disappeared into the red vision.

Immediately, he stumbled to the ground and appeared.

"Don't struggle, how can the evil ignited by the flame of the Great Priest escape with a stand-in technique?!"

The silver blade swirled, and the cold light became more and more cold.

Like, those cold words.

"Take the sanctions! This knife was returned to you by Terre! ”

"Ah——! Damn it! Damn it! The old man counts ...... Ah——!!h ”

In the terrible howl, the figure in the flames dodged in a hurry.

But the silver mangs poured down like a violent wind and rain.

"And this knife, it's Lily's fright!"

There was a flash of silver, and there was the sound of limbs tearing.

"Nope! No! Wait! Wait! Wait for the old man to be crowned, the old man ......"

"Don't worry, there's more."

In the darkness, there was a cruel chuckle, which suddenly bloomed, along with the brilliant blood flower.

"This knife is the unwillingness of Luo Dushi!"

"This knife is the oppression of orcs!"

"This knife is a grievance full of homesickness!"

"This knife is ......"

One knife, then another.

The scorching of the flames, accompanied by the pain of tearing, made the whole body tremble violently.

Even the screams became muffled.

Only the crimson blood was still in the flames, gushing quietly.

It is the bud of sinful karma, blooming on a twisted soul.

Then, finally, it withered.

"Also, this last knife is the judgment of the axiom of heaven!!"

The knife fell, and the silver light flashed.

Like a meteor, through the heavens and the earth.

The darkness that had been enveloping the surroundings suddenly dissipated.

Turned into countless black wings, "booming", and swept downward.

There was a tearing scream, coming from behind him, but Kazama raised his feather, but he didn't even look back.

Let the limbs of the flames fall into the ruins in a scattered manner.

Burned into nothingness.

Like, at this moment, Kazama's heart.

Quietly falling to the ground, Kazama looked at the serene face with fascination.

It was a frozen beauty, along with her youth.

There was a tearing pain coming from my heart, as if the night had come again.

In my ears, there was a strange sound of "Mi Lu Mi Lu".

Kazama raised his feathers and raised his head sharply.

Then, I saw the scarred black rabbit, and the petite figure that shimmered.

It was a lovely little girl, with a faint golden light shining in her blood-colored eyes.

From the dark night, with small steps, stepping through the Ren Bu that had already been burned into powder, slowly came.

"Heart......

There was a strange feeling that came up from Kazama's heart.

It seems to be hopeful, and it seems to be vigilant.

However, the little girl ignored him and walked up to him with a blank face.

When he raised his hand, Er'er's body was suspended like this.

Straight into the little girl's arms.

Kazama woke up suddenly, and hurriedly stretched out his hand, but what he touched was a golden point of light.

The little figure, holding Er and the rabbit like this, gradually became illusory.

As soon as the wind blew, it turned into countless golden particles of light and dissipated.

Together, the night that came suddenly.

There is a summer morning, sprinkled from the top of the head again, and the deep eyes are silently looking at the figure of Xiao Suo.

At that moment, the silver-haired boy who was kneeling on the ground suddenly revealed a loneliness that he had never felt before.

Shaking his head regretfully, he sighed, but the gaze of the "Ten Thousand Returning Maniacs" swept over the magma that continued to spread.

"It seems that it is almost time for one person to go......"

"Father!"

An exclamation, pale gray eyes, suddenly looked at it.

"It's rare that you are willing to call Yu Yiren a father, but unfortunately, Yu Yiren is no longer the original Wangui madman......"

With a long sigh, the burly figure suddenly felt a little gloomy.

But Yiyi shook her head quickly.

"Whether it's a human being or a puppet, no matter what the father becomes, in Yiyi's heart, the father will always be the father!"

The body trembled imperceptibly, and when he turned his head, he was crazy and laughed abruptly.

"Haha...... Hahaha...... With your words, I finally have no regrets......"

In the hearty laughter, three streamers swept quickly.

An unkempt beast-eared girl, a ragged deacon serving a young man, and a long-haired scholar with an elegant posture.

"Your Majesty, are you leaving without even saying a word of farewell?"

"Brother Su! You're finally back! ”

Wangui, who was still a little sad, suddenly became energetic and patted the long-haired scholar on the shoulder.

But the other party bowed deeply.

"Your Majesty, Weichen is late, and I hope to forgive my sins."

"Haha, don't see the outside, you always have your reasons. Let's talk about what it is. ”

"The army of demons...... The soldiers have already come to the city......"

In the faint words, the bold smile suddenly froze.

was about to ask carefully, but the other party showed a strange smile.

"It's just, it should have been resolved......"

"Haha...... It's a ......."

"It's not the credit of Weichen, it's a ...... Teenage ......"

Wangui was crazy, slightly stunned, and did not delve into it.

Just wordlessly patted the scholar's shoulder.

Looking at each other and laughing, a thousand words have long been self-evident.

"Then, to one person, don't pass by. From tomorrow onwards, this era will belong to you, and those who will be ridiculed, recognized, and praised will also be you. ”

"Father......!"

There was a slight choking sound coming from the side.

The sleeves of the shirt were suddenly gently pulled.

At that time, for the first time in three years, the girl in front of me made such a move.

Just like many, many years ago.

In his eyes, a faint smile flashed, and Wangui's crazy body shook, as if he had changed back into that commanding king.

"Give one person's sinful karma, give one person's time, give it to one person, and end it with your own hands!"

After speaking, the burly figure swooped down and plunged headlong into the rolling magma.

For a time, the earth shook.

Deep underground, there was a dull "rumble" roaring.

It was like a giant beast suddenly opening its bloody mouth and drinking the gushing magma.

Red, shrinking rapidly, leaving only the surrounding rocks that had already condensed, glowing with a faint glow.

It's like the girl's eyes in the distance.

"Your Highness, ...... Is it really good? ”

"Hmm. So be it...... This is probably the best option......"

Saying this, the girl standing in the wind suddenly turned her head and looked at the rising sun in the sky.

In the heterochromatic eyes, there was a touch of mist that slowly dissipated.

Like clouds, like the wind, like the wisps of haze that hovers over the imperial capital.