There was wind, coming from above.

Blow the flames of the great sword fiercely.

Quietly reflected in the red eyes, even with that face, it became more and more brilliant.

It's close.

It's close.

It's closer.

The serpent, the karma, the fate.

This is the path he has chosen, and this is the fate that every successor of the Er family must bear.

So, there is nothing to regret, and there is nothing to worry about.

The woman tilted her head slightly, looking into the distance, the pitch-black creature that was hanging in the air.

There were strange cracks that spread from the collarbone, little by little, snaking up the white neck.

In an instant, it turned into a beautiful butterfly pattern, spreading like scales.

At that moment, there were gorgeous butterfly wings, extending from the back of the Creator, and in a light vibration, it took the woman and rushed into the tip of the flaming sword.

It is the forefront of confronting sin, the beginning of all judgment.

The man and the sword, thus becoming one, fell straight down.

There was no sound, no tremor, not even a little shock, there was no such thing.

Left, hellish splendor.

There was a terrible howl, which finally rang out from between the hideous fangs, a roar between a man and a beast, mixed with hatred and madness.

"Crazy for all! Crazy for all!! Crazy ——!!! ”

At that moment, he returned, the man who was obsessed with strength, the man who pursued the pinnacle of martial arts.

Unfortunately, he was greeted by the final judgment.

Why? Why is this happening?!

All I want is to get the approval of that old guy! What I want is just the recognition that every disciple expects!

Unwilling!

I'm not reconciled!!

I'm not reconciled!!

Even if it's with the devil! Even if it is a heinous sin! Even if it's a catastrophe! I want to defeat that man too!! Defeat the man who can easily surpass himself as soon as he laughs and speaks!!

"Roar!"

A roar is an indissoluble obsession and resentment.

The scarlet mouth suddenly opened, like a huge vortex of flames, rising into the sky.

Straight and straight, towards the brilliant pillar of light where the human sword was united.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the heavens and the earth trembled.

Countless fireballs, like volcanic eruptions, exploded.

With a terrible roar, it fell to the earth.

The poignant blood flowers quietly erupted from the illusory shadow.

There are scattered creators, falling from the light, like a warrior who has finally completed his mission, and passed away peacefully at the moment when victory was in sight.

One after the other, along with the cracked pieces of fire, scattered across the earth.

It is the bud of the joint watering of justice and evil, quietly blooming in the sinful karma of human beings.

So beautiful, yet so cruel.

It's beautiful, it's like a goodbye.

In my head, there is a melodious chant echo.

“…… Then fire came down from heaven and consumed them. And the devil who deceived them was thrown into the lake of fire and brimstone, where the beast and the false prophet were judged. and they shall suffer day and night, for ever and ever......"

At that moment, Kazama finally understood the true meaning of this sentence.

He who suffers, who is cursed forever and ever, is not only the devil, nor the beast and the false prophet, but also, in the place of God, sends down the fire of heaven and burns his own karma...... Blasphemers.

Shadow, in an instant, swept out.

Rapidly approaching the splendor.

There was a piercing alarm, which sounded in the operating compartment.

But Kazama turned a deaf ear, and just swept straight away, like a moth, desperately swooping into the flaming hell.

"Er!!"

Somewhere in the royal capital, an anxious figure suddenly broke free from the arm that supported him, roaring hoarsely.

It's as if I saw that I had been chasing a dream for a lifetime, and in front of myself, I was torn apart.

However, what was torn apart was not his dream, but the rolling stratus clouds.

There, there was a huge crack that was slowly tearing open.

Then, a beautiful arc of gold and blue was leaned.

It was a strange, bizarre ship's side.

The ethereal blue of the sea, and the magnificent dark gold of the scorching sun, the two colors blended perfectly, turning into a huge gunwale, slowly poking out from the cracks.

The people who were still immersed in the magnificent scene of the last days of judgment did not even have time to react, and they fell down one after another, like puppets. But their vital signs began to pass quickly.

A flash of laser, like thousands of red ropes, descended from the stratus clouds.

It's a pity that the two ends of the red rope are not connected by the cause of the promise of three lives under the moon, but by the vein of life.

At one end of it was connected to the fallen corpse, and at the other end was the behemoth that finally slowly emerged from the stratus clouds.

If there is anything in this world that is enough to carry all human beings, it must be the earth.

If there is anything in this world that is enough to carry all the ambitions, it must be the sky.

If there is anything in this world that is enough to carry all human beings and their ambitions, then it must be "Heavenly Boat Mana......

Familiar scenes are recreated in this perfect machine that encompasses heaven and earth, people and dreams, as well as killing and art.

The old man with a straight figure stood straight above the clouds, looking at the royal capital under his feet with a gratifying face, as if looking at his former dream.

It's been I don't know how many years, from the night he left here, from the moment his dreams were shattered, he had waited for this moment, too long, too long......

It's just that now he is no longer the young man who had nothing and was sad, behind him is all the elite of Regios, and under his feet is Tianzhou Maana!

"Wangui madness, I'm back! I, Murong Chen, are back!! ”

The loud roar, like a huge bell, in the barren mountain temple at dusk, swings out the excitement of looking down on the mountains.

The thick lenses reflect a harsh reflection in the moonlight, making it impossible to see the face.

No one knows who he is, and no one remembers the young man at the beginning, but behind him, the battleships that poured out like a tide are enough to make people unforgettable and unforgettable in this life.

Like a large number of migratory birds, flying from afar, orderly mobile warships, one after another, are arranged in the sky above the royal capital.

Dense, covering the sky and the sun.

Together with the heavenly boat Anna suspended above it, the entire Luodu was shrouded in a huge shadow.

From the flame of extinction, to the brilliance of salvation, from the brilliance of salvation, to the shadow that envelops everything, tonight's Luodu is destined to be sleepless.

Some weep, some laugh, some hesitate, some wail...... And the old man who lived at the top of the royal city suddenly showed a hint of relief.

On his face, which was as transparent as white paper, he tried to pull out an ugly smile.

"You're finally here! Old man...... The old man thought it was ...... Burst! ”

A mouthful of blood, surging violently.

But on the old cheeks, there was still a trace of strange curvature.

"Below...... I'll leave it to you......"

As if it were, muttering to myself, it was not easy, and finally fell heavily and fell backwards.

The rickety body, with its almost hollowed-out ribcage, resembled a half-made mummy, stiff and thin.

Only the eyes were narrowed, and suddenly they stared, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"Sikong-sama!"

His face was suddenly startled, and in an instant, he turned gloomy, and the old man who claimed to be "Murong Chen" looked straight down from Maana.

His eyes swept around, but he fell on the long and elegant figure beside Ren Buyi.

"Who are you?"

"Me?"

Slowly tilting his head and casually licking the blood stained on his fingertips, Nikolai looked leisurely.

"Probably, it's an idler who came out for supper."

The leisurely words and leisurely posture made the gaze under the thick lenses more gloomy.

"Haha, that's right. So, please try the specialties of Regious! ”

Before the words fell, the dazzling light danced, and thousands of red rays, like strange red ropes, shot out of the ranks of the battleships that were waiting for them, and went straight towards the towering tower of the king.

"Roar!"

A deafening roar suddenly sounded in mid-air.

It was like a thunderclap that fell from the nine heavens.

The huge shock wave spread out over the sea, shaking the surrounding space, even with time, to a slight stagnancy.

And in that moment, a cyan whirlwind, between lightning and stone fire, swept above the king's bedroom.

The entire dormitory was sheltered behind him.

The red rays quickly refracted back and scattered straight on the surrounding battleships, shaking their protective shields with a "buzzing" sound.

Murong Chen was slightly stunned, and when he looked closely, it was a huge figure, standing with his head held high in a faint green mist that constantly swirled out.

Elevation, frenzy, excitement...... With the strange green flame that was burning brightly, it blended into the blazing eyes, like a big dog that was greedy for fun, looking at the prey in the sky with a happy face.

"Raccoon?!"

Although, obviously, he was talking about the big dog-like creature, the eyes behind the lenses quickly swept towards the top of the fox's head.

There, a young girl stood slim, with foggy sideburns and a brocade dress, as if she had just returned from some grand ball.