Lying silkworm eyebrows.

Brass bell eyes.

Cherry small-mouthed agar nose.

Obviously, it is a fairly delicate facial feature, and obviously, if it is separated, it should be a pretty good appearance.

However, it is when such good and individual facial features are combined that a few strange faces are born.

It's not so much ugly as it's too individual, and maybe it's more accurate.

There is no need for praise or recognition, this face that is too individual, just like that, appeared in front of everyone by itself.

did not hide it, nor did he shy away from it, showing his existence, together with the mood of the maker, in front of everyone without reservation.

"This is the mechanical goddess who has spent three full years and carefully polished, even if it is just to look at its face, it is already a great gift to you, then, die with gratitude, miscellaneous!"

Perhaps because he was made fun of, the prince's originally hideous face was suddenly dyed with a heavy purple color.

The eyes of Kazama were dyed dim.

Moreover, this is bleak and continues to expand.

In an instant, it turned into a huge shadow.

When the head shines.

Although it imitates someone's body proportions, and although it is so outstanding that it is flawless from that angle, sure enough, after being mischievously enormous, even the slender arms are enough to crush Kazama's feathers into powder.

What's more, that arm suddenly split into three pairs?!

There is no time to laugh anymore, no, perhaps, this is a laugh from the heart.

After all, it's not with malice, it's a smile born out of fun and joy.

Even this kind of smile, in someone's eyes, should be dismantled in eight pieces, and then broken into ten thousand pieces.

The gloomy eyes narrowed tightly, looking at the silver-white figure that retreated sharply, and between the ten fingers beating, the invisible silk threads, as if linking each other's souls, trembled gently.

His will, his emotions, and his thoughts were tightly wrapped and transmitted to the huge figure.

Then, along with the fierce killing intent, it surged all the way to the iron fist that fell like a boulder.

air, in a split second blocked.

The huge wind pressure is like an invisible barrier, suddenly coming from all directions.

The front and back, left and right, plus the two sides of the square, six fists, just like this, roared violently, and smashed down towards Kazama.

Obviously, it's such a delicate fist, why, with such a chilling killing intent.

It's so cold that it even has to be crushed together with the deity.

Darkness fell from heaven suddenly.

Not a fist shadow, but a gorgeous mecha that was as black as ink.

Obviously so familiar, obviously he has ridden it many times, but when it appeared in front of Kazama Yangyu with such a new attitude, he was still a little in a trance,

In an instant, the dementia, and even the dodge were forgotten.

Kazama raised his feathers, and in this way, he was shrouded in the darkness, like a child, hiding in the shelter of the night.

Even the sharpest of stalkers are lost in this moment.

So, slowed down, the six huge fists.

Change direction and blast into the ground.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and smoke filled the sky.

The ground, like an earthquake, shook violently.

Although it was clear that he didn't hit himself, nor did he hit the pitch-black fighter above his head, the aftermath from the ground still made Kazama Takeba clearly perceive the power of that punch.

Looking up, the slanting sun slowly blew away the unsightly smoke and dust.

Then, shining out, the small arena that was as independent as a stone pillar.

And around the ring, there is a huge crater that is closely connected into a circle.

Only the dense fingerprints tell the true origin of them.

Just, just a punch.

The ring collapsed.

Kazama raised his feathers, looked at the prince with a look of astonishment, looked at the face, and suddenly smiled.

"So, in the end, you still have to compete with me?"

said lightly, Wang Jue's face showed a trace of calmness and confidence when he first met.

"Although the rules for recruiting relatives do not say that it is not allowed, it is exactly what I want, and I will let you know today that in this world, only Benhou is a man worthy of you!"

The slightly narrowed eyes suddenly ignited a raging flame.

That is, the flame that is fueled by the soul and stirs above the wick of self-confidence.

"Don't get me wrong, there's no reason why I have to fight you, because you've already lost."

A faint voice, accompanied by the familiar coldness, came from overhead.

With his arm lightly, the honeycomb-shaped shield quickly dispersed, and the black fighter stepped out in one step and blocked it directly in front of Kazama Yangyu.

"So, you're here to stop Ben from killing this kid?"

The flames, suddenly rushing to the ground, in an instant, expanded several times.

Is it because of the wick called jealousy?

"Aren't you losing the competition enough, but also losing the face of your Wang family?"

Submit.

It was instantaneous, silent.

At that moment, something, in the midst of taking out the flames, jumped rapidly.

Then, finally, it faded out.

Looking up, the squinted eyes slashed fiercely towards the wind and raised the feathers, with the resentment of the substance.

"You remember, you are the waiter, I will definitely win you back!"

With a cold snort, the prince didn't say much, jumped over, and landed on the shoulders of the huge mechanical goddess.

"Wait!"

I was stopped by it.

Looking back, there was a ray of light called hope, which suddenly illuminated the darkness of resentment.

Then, he threw himself straight at the black fighter, as if he was going to shine through the thick armor all the way inside.

"By the way, if your goddess is modeled after someone, please be careful next time. Otherwise, no matter how much you don't mind your appearance, it will be unpleasant to see such an existence. ”

"Uh......"

For a moment, there was silence.

Wang Jue was stunned for a moment, and then he was awakened by the tsunami-like laughter of the mountain.

Gritting her teeth, the mechanical goddess's legs bent slightly, and with a "boom", she rushed into the sky.

I don't know where it went.

Kazama raised his feathers, stared blankly, and suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

A huge arm of steel grabbed him and brought him up in front of him.

The operation compartment slowly opened, revealing a long-lost figure.

The long hair like flames and the blood-like eyes are as beautiful as when they first saw them, and they are so beautiful that people are intoxicated.

Sure enough, is it her......

The corners of Kazama's mouth suddenly evoked a warm smile.

The conversation changed, but suddenly he asked without a clue, "I don't know, do you have a feeling, there are many scenes, obviously you haven't experienced it, but it feels familiar, and even, sometimes, you can know in advance the bricks, tiles, grass and trees of the scenes you have never entered, and even accurately predict what will happen in the next few seconds?" ”

It was as if an electric current rushed up from the bottom of his feet, and Kazama Shoha suddenly froze. He often encounters these events when the scene predicts and predicts the future, especially after entering puberty, and he has also asked other adolescent children around him, and found that many people have similar experiences with him, from confused familiarity to accurate predictions, depending on the subject, the strength and weakness will be different. Although so-called experts often use the so-called "sense of déjà vu" or "cerebral cortex discharge" to explain these familiar feelings, it is difficult to have a theory to explain the prediction of the future. Thinking of this, Kazama raised his head suddenly, a raging flame burning in his eyes, and his desire for the unknown exploded in an instant.

Yan looked at the young man in front of him who seemed to be a different person, and suddenly laughed softly, "Actually, these are just because they have experienced it yourself. ”

Seeing the confusion flashing in Kazama's eyes, Kazama continued, "This, I have to nag about the structure of life again. The existence of life is divided into three parts: the body, the person, and the origin soul. ”

"Person and Origin Soul?" Kazama felt that his mind was a little messy right now.

"Yes. I won't explain the physical body, but let's talk about the origin soul first, the origin soul is the most essential form of existence, it is not limited to certain dimensions, or at least in the case that we can only deduce to the dimension where the physical body is located at most two levels higher, we cannot find the limitations of the origin soul. You can think of it as a higher dimensional being. As he explained, his fingers moved slightly, and in the suspended membrane in the air, a substantial snake-like substance suddenly appeared, which meandered and moved, passing through the middle of the translucent balls, and finally turning back, ending in hand, forming a closed loop, which could connect all the balls, including the dimensional gap between them.

"This ...... Is it the Origin Soul? Kazama seemed to suddenly understand something.

"It's just that I'm saying that, in fact, he's not limited to a higher dimension than us. It was everywhere, passing through dimension after dimension, and finally joining together. And each origin soul in a particular dimension is what we understand as a general soul. ”

"Boom!" In his head, something suddenly exploded, and Kazama suddenly felt that the world in front of him was different, and muttered, "So, the prophecy of the future we experienced was actually because the souls were originally adjacent, and then passed on what the origin soul had experienced in another dimension?" ”

"It may or may not be." Just when Kazama thought that he had comprehended the new world, he gave an uncertain answer, and he smiled wryly as he explained, "We don't know the state of existence of the timeline, because we are limited to this dimension, even if we rely on reasoning, we can understand a higher dimension, and even rely on the results of these reasoning to spy on a higher dimension, but we can't spy on a higher dimension." ”

Kazama nodded, indeed, it's like you can estimate that a numerical range is 0.1 to 0.5 from some definite conditions, and then use a few such uncertain ranges to infer more uncertain ranges, such as 0.001 to 0.0125, but, the next step, there is nothing you can do about it, because you don't know that you need several such uncertain numbers to infer the lower range. Such an inference is meaningless.