Chill.

It's like falling into an ice cellar.

Suddenly, in the wind, the feathers rose in the heart.

No...... Is it in the ring?

In that case, if that's the case, even if you take down all the mechanical golems, it's pointless......

Even if you know that the opponent has violated the rules of the game because you are not in the ring, if you just know it, it can't be used as evidence at all, and if you just know, it doesn't mean anything......

But...... Wrong!

The first touch, the first time I held the guy's face, indeed, it was human...... And that, the wound on the face, the lunar's eyes, these should all be real, right......

But why...... Why ...... now?

Unless!

The power of the mind is surging!

It's not just a tidal wave, it's a tsunami, a tsunami.

Towards the sky, towards the earth, in all directions, in all corners, all the ground, spread out.

At that moment, he smiled.

Keep your head down and try hard not to let the smile on your lips show.

But that smile still uncontrollably leaked from the corners of Kazama's mouth.

Somewhere, a pair of grim eyes narrowed slightly.

The silver-white figure is clearly reflected.

Reflecting his face that had finally lifted.

On the calm face, the waves are not happy, but why, there is an abyss-like blur.

It is impossible to see through and hide the truth underneath.

Then, the blur suddenly moved.

Turned into a misty silver shadow.

Every muscle, being slashed, by a nerve, is tightened.

In the flickering of his body, Kazama's speed of raising his feathers had reached the extreme, dodging the attacks from all directions one by one.

Immediately, quickly break through.

In his eyes, a faint light rose, like two swimming dragons, frolicking and hovering in the silver pupils.

In the blink of an eye, it expanded rapidly, and with a "poof" sound, it turned into two clusters of blue and red flames, and rose up with a slight bounce.

At the same time, two completely different streamers rose into the sky in an instant.

The left hand is green, the right hand is red, and where the two intersect, it is as if two yin and yang fish are entangled with each other, and then finally gradually become one.

The shadow quickly flashed in, and in a moment, it re-surrounded Kazama.

The strange magic circle composed of seventy-two people also suddenly took shape.

But Kazama raised his feathers, but he didn't realize it.

When he turned around, he murmured like a whisper.

"Ghost Dao Thirty-six Style, Eleventh Style, Canglan Great Flame Split!"

The hand suddenly raised.

Accompanied by those two, the blazing blue and red light.

Concentrate on it, palms facing each other, and slap it suddenly!

The silver-white eyes, which had long been dyed of different colors, suddenly burst out with a brilliant essence.

The strange flame that was originally entrenched in it, like the dragon of the abyss, suddenly woke up, looked up, and suddenly protruded from its eyes, shooting straight into the strange yin and yang fish.

Let the chaotic yin and yang fish suddenly accelerate, and in a flash, it swells violently.

It seems to be about to tear the entire arena apart.

The crimson warning lights lit up suddenly, accompanied by the rapidly expanding transparent film, between the electric light and flint, separating the huge ring from the audience.

The columnar protective cover can be held up.

The world of wind and fire has already come.

"Boom!"

The wind swelled in an instant.

Flames, rushing in an instant.

Wind and Flame, like a pair of strange twins, embraced each other, rejoiced, inspired, jumped, and galloped.

Then, at a speed that is beyond the reach of the human eye, it swept away.

Heaven and earth, in all directions.

The swiftness of the wind, the blazing heat of the fire, the sharpness of the blade, the ethereal smoke of the smoke.

The strange substance after the fusion of wind and fire is like a light, with the unique properties of wind and flame, pouring into every corner.

Seventy-two figures, without even having time to scream, were cut into countless pieces, and then, finally, turned into a puddle of soft mud, flowing all over the ground.

"Ryo!"

A dull roar.

Wind and flame, slamming heavily against the transparent shield.

But the seemingly thin protective shield unexpectedly only trembled slightly, and only a faint halo rippled out, and then fell silent.

The huge wind flame was quickly recoiled back, and collided with its companions in the rear.

There was a slight pause, and then, suddenly, it turned into a blue and red chaos.

Intertwined with each other, in a more rapid attitude, whirling and furious.

To that, the vast, sky.

It seems to be a long rainbow through the sun, like an eagle hitting the sky.

In the chaos, there is a silver-white figure, like a white horse, taking advantage of the momentum.

Kazama raised his head sharply and looked into the air.

Blue sky, white clouds, blazing fire, blue lan.

Everything is so clear, so dazzling, so intoxicating.

But those eyes didn't have any nostalgia, just looked straight into nothingness.

Looking into the void, the faintly fluctuating, strange air current.

And then.

Slam!

Light, surging in an instant.

In the place where there was nothing originally, a figure suddenly flashed.

With that, the gorgeous purple, and that one, finally turned into a face of amazement.

Surprised, fleeting, and in a contemptuous smile, it was the back that was far away.

Straight down to the ring.

However, he was greeted by the overwhelming, raindrop-like, red-hot metal.

The mechanical maids, who had melted into liquid metal, finally pounced on their masters with joy the moment they saw their masters again.

It's like, one by one, too fierce hugs, with a hot enthusiasm that is enough to penetrate everything.

The purple shadow, which was originally swept quickly, suddenly froze, paused vividly, and then, like a spring, broke through in the opposite direction.

In an instant, he broke free from the fiery embrace.

"I didn't expect it to be a mind teacher! However, do you think you can defeat Ben Hou with these broken copper and iron? ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked around vigilantly.

It seems that he is trying to find something.

Then, I found it, the figure that I had been looking for.

In him, the moment he looked back.

"There's a lot more to what you didn't expect. Like what...... At this moment! ”

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and the purple figure was like a meteorite.

Straight through the blue-red chaos that had finally fallen silent, and the moment the shield disappeared, it slammed to the ground.

For a while, the wind and flames dissipated, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Accompanied by an instant silence of hustle and bustle.

In the smoke and dust, there was a silver-white figure, slowly walking out.

"You, lost."

The faint voice, the faint words, slowly drifted away, drifting into everyone's ears.

In the silence, an undercurrent of cheers began to surge.

But before the cheer could leave his throat, he was choked again.

"Haha...... Hahahaha...... Did I lose? Do you think that the so-called royal way is just to command others? ”

In the midst of wild laughter, slowly revealing from the smoke and dust, was a still gorgeous figure.

It's just that in that gorgeousness, there is a little more hideous.

The red bones, as if they had grown from every joint of the body, were densely packed like sharp thorns all over the body.

It was the weapon, the armor, that completely enveloped the figure, along with the purple clothes.

Hideous, yet flamboyant.

"Wow...... So handsome! The priest is so handsome! ”

"It's ...... The Wang family's 'bloody bone armor'?! ”

"The head of the Wang family was forced to do this...... It seems that the guy who came from inside still has two brushes......"

"Hey, don't stand still, keep fighting! Blind ** what, just do it when you meet! ”

……

Screams, exclamations, exclamations, urgings...... For a moment, the crowd, who had been unable to see the result clearly because of the smoke and dust, quickly became noisy, as if it was not someone else who was fighting off the field now, but themselves.

However, alas, by the time the game ends, no matter how much the player's enthusiasm is high, it will no longer help.

Because, the end is already doomed.

"Hmmm! Well! You are right, the king should not only be able to command others, but also lead by example when necessary. ”

As he spoke slowly, Kazama raised his feathers, and suddenly turned his face sideways, revealing a light, light smile towards the still arrogant expression.

"But the premise of all this is that the king is on the battlefield after all. If so, ...... Defeat is also a doomed end after all. ”

Gaze shifted slightly.

At that moment, the face, which had always been full of infinite confidence, suddenly froze.

It's like being glued together by a strong glue.

Even if it is pulled hard, it is nothing more than a stiff convulsion.

"Good! Very good! Very good! ”

Excessively fierce praise, always with an unforgettable hatred.

Especially, when the other person is standing under the stage, and you, are standing on the stage.

The kind of rebellion, resentment, and hatred that looks up is enough to make everyone tremble.

The chilling killing intent spread out in an instant, forcing Kazama to raise his feathers, and even his breathing began to stagnate.

"You've won, if you can get out of this arena alive!"

In the midst of Sen's cold laughter, Wang Jue suddenly raised his hand, and when he looked up, there was that demonic hideous smile.

Beads of blood quickly overflowed from the tips of the bone spurs, and immediately gushed out.

The silver light flickered, and the feathers of the wind flashed quickly.

But the bead of blood suddenly limped to the ground and went straight up.

Towards a certain one, a set goal.

The moment he looked up, Kazama was stunned.

What appeared in front of him, like a specimen of the meridians of the human body, was a huge meridian map drawn entirely out of blood.

The crimson blood, like a living creature, flowed slowly.

In a trance, there was a slight heartbeat, faintly coming.

One time, one after another.

Gradually clear, gradually clear.

Together, that strange flesh and blood.

The steel, which had been scattered all over the place and had begun to clump again, suddenly began to gather little by little.

Piece by piece, drop by drop.

The huge whirlpool swept all the parts of the mechanical maids without reservation, and suddenly turned into a huge figure, standing tall.

In the twilight afterglow, it shines, a blinding light.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Kazama looked at the big guy who appeared in front of him with a wary face.

Then, slightly stunned.

Leaning over, he suddenly laughed at his belly.

"Haha...... Hahaha...... Hahahaha......"

Laughing violently, as if he were a fool.

It is said that stupid things are contagious, and sure enough, just after Kazama Yangyu couldn't straighten up with a smile, some fragmentary laughter finally began to sound in the audience, and in the blink of an eye, it spread into a wave of laughter.

It was overwhelming, surging towards the purple figure under the ring.

As if to drown that figure, along with the embarrassment on his face, he was going to drown it together.

"Who?! Who dares to laugh at the goddess of Benhou! ”

There was a loud shout, and the crows were silent.

In the silence, only Kazama Raising Feather, still chuckling uncontrollably, straightened up.

Look at it, that one, red-haired and red-eyed, mechanical "goddess".