The sword is the sword of slaughter.

The knife is the knife of killing.

The sword passed everywhere, the corpses were all over the field, and the blood flowed like a river.

The strong smell of blood quickly spread, but not only did it not make the hearts of the fierce beasts retreat, but it completely ignited their long-dormant bloodthirsty souls.

A pair of scarlet eyes, looking greedily at the corpse of his companion, as if looking at a sumptuous meal.

With a slight hesitation, the bloodthirsty demonic beasts rushed forward, and in the blink of an eye, they gnawed away those mountain-like corpses to the point that there were no bones left.

Then, smacking his lips in disgust, he looked at the two in the center of the herd.

There, the sword is bright and the sword is strong.

One thick and one thin with two black lights, like two bloody Shuras, quickly staggered, slashing the demonic beasts that were close to each other.

For a moment, angry roars, terrible hisses, with stirring blood, poured out in the air.

Splashed on the blazing yellow sand, and in an instant, it was evaporated into a dark red by the hot temperature.

Fade quickly.

Like, the rapidly decaying life.

But even so, even if it is a place of death like purgatory, it still can't resist the army of fierce beasts that is surging like a frenzy.

The nine babies who were charging ahead, although they were not the most lethal in terms of agility and destructive power alone, the nine intertwined heads were cut and long, long and chopped, as if they were tireless

The madness of regeneration, coupled with the combination of fire and water (as it literally sounds) attacks, is simply unguardable.

And the seemingly honest dragon turtle still carried the small oasis, squeezing leisurely through the group of demonic beasts, and then, with its limbs shrunk, leaving only a hideous dragon head exposed, from time to time

Assault bite, cunning like a fox.

Crimson flames, dark green poisonous mist, purple thunder, and rushing waves, and, most directly, razor-sharp minions...... The attacks of the fierce beasts, wave after wave, seemed to be a never-ending

The reincarnation of the realm.

In the reincarnation, there are only two figures, like ghosts, shuttling vertically and horizontally, shuttling in there, a steady stream of demonic beasts.

"Let's go!"

In the wind, there was a loud shout.

The simple syllables, which fell into the ears of Kazama Hiroha, were surprisingly concise and clear.

"You go!"

In a flash, a black shadow appeared on the shoulder of the creator like a ghost.

"So what do you do?!"

"In this case, if I want to kill this group of beasts in a while, even I don't have the confidence to do so. When two people are together, no one can leave! ”

said lightly, but a fierce expression appeared on the face of a glimmer of heaven.

In a flash of the knife, he easily cut a two-tailed tiger that was rushing in the air in half.

"That's what you say...... But let's think of other ways, what to abandon you and leave, I look down on me too much! ”

Leaving the people who came to help him without permission is such a thing, Kazama Hiroha can't do it, it should be said, he didn't even think about it.

After all, life is important, but in this world, there are still many things that are more important than life.

"Hey, hey, say okay, I'm not going to do it!"

"......, can't you be serious?!"

Slightly stunned, Kazama Raising Feather hurriedly manipulated the creator to cut off the fangs of a giant mammoth attacking from behind, and with a slick of his palm, he slammed it back with his hand.

The huge body, accompanied by a terrible scream, fell to the ground with a bang.

"I'm already serious! There you go! I'll stay! ”

"It's impossible!"

Kazama raised his feathers, and suddenly he was a little impatient.

Although it is impossible for him to just walk away, the pain in his chest has become more and more intense, and Qianqian's condition has obviously reached a very bad point.

"You...... Someone who needs to be protected......"

The tone suddenly slowed down, a glimmer of heaven, suddenly raised his head, and a transparent smile appeared on his face.

"Since you can take the risk of handing over the person who is desperately guarding to Nana, who has only one side, it means that you have a reason to make this choice...... So, go where you're supposed to be, so-called

The protagonist, sometimes there should always be some stage for supporting roles, right? ”

It's not in line with the big grinning appearance and narcissistic character.,Unexpectedly,It's a careful person.。

"But you ......"

"It's all said! I'm a jade tree, a graceful man, a man who loves flowers, flowers bloom in the waves, a prodigal son in the wind, a super invincible handsome guy, a line of God, what a big wind and waves, I haven't seen these ants

Existing, it's not enough to warm me up! ”

The confident smile, under the sunlight, unexpectedly, was a little dazzling, so that Kazama's pupils, in an instant, were a little tingling.

Inside, something suddenly touched gently, just like freshly brewed black coffee, obviously so bitter, but so warm.

Even, a little piping hot.

"Hi Hi! Stop inking! I'll count to three, you rush forward, don't look back! ”

"One!"

There is no waiting time, counting, has already begun.

"Two!"

Kazama's eyes glared at the boss in an instant, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he suddenly choked.

A water-green figure, quietly, appeared in my mind.

Shaking his head fiercely, Kazama raised his feathers, finally gritted his teeth and raised his head sharply.

"Don't die!"

"Three!"

The figure of a man swept high.

Just like that, the eagle strikes the sky.

The corners of the mouth of the first line of heaven hooked a hint of an almost presumptuous smile.

Heaven and earth, suddenly, froze.

Then, ash violently.

The original brilliant and colorful colors became dull in an instant.

In an instant, it turned into black and white.

"I'm flowing, sword flurry!"

Heaven is no longer heaven, and earth is no longer earth.

Between heaven and earth, there were only countless sword lights, densely packed, spread out, and in an instant, covering the entire universe.

Then, there was a sudden surge.

"Let's go!"

In the shrill whistling, it was still the same, slightly smiling syllables.

Kazama raised his feathers and stared at the awe-inspiring figure that hung in the air like a god.

The corners of his eyes suddenly moistened.

Suddenly, in a very standard way, he bowed deeply.

"I wish you good luck and prosperity!"

The creator, in an instant, flashed out.

Turned into a wisp of black light and merged into the infinite sword light.

At the same time, the long sword light suddenly burst out with a chilling light, tearing apart the beasts in front of Kazama Yang Yu with a momentum that cut off everything.

It's like, countless meteors, at the moment of fate, shine out, the only bright in this world.

In the brightness, there was a hint of lazy smile, which gradually rose.

"Unexpectedly, in the end, the main course was not eaten, but the dessert was eaten first...... Really...... Why do you surprise me so much every time......"

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Light and shadow alternate rapidly.

The black fighter, with huge wings, glides quickly.

It makes the air, which was already distorted by the high temperature, even more blurry.

The scorching air, as if pulled by an invisible gravitational force, rapidly converged towards the black wings at an incredible speed.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge whirlpool, roaring, and rushed forward.

It was like a tornado, sweeping towards the set goal with the speed of tearing through all obstacles.

The pain in my chest came in bursts.

Accompanied, from time to time increased feeling of suffocation.

It was as if there was countless wind pressure, coming from all directions, and finally, it turned into bursts of palpitating pain and passed over.

Let Kazama's heart sting, unconsciously.

"Hurry up!"

"Hurry up!"

"Faster!"

Is it self-talk, or is it from the urgency of the heart?

The feathers between the winds have long been indistinguishable.

Just, just like that, muttering, repeating, as if only in this way, it can become, speed up......

"Speed has reached the limit! Can't continue to accelerate ......"

The mechanized male voice was still seriously responding to the other party's instructions, and in the stiff tone, there was an unexpected little apology.

"It's okay...... 10 degrees to the left and maintain maximum speed ......"

With a faint wry smile, Kazama finally realized his gaffe.

When he looked up, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Unknown attack detected! Enter Emergency Mode! ”

In his ears, there was a simple and resounding warning from the creator.

The operation compartment froze slightly, and the huge iron block that was originally flying quickly deviated from the original flight path and fell straight to the top of the sand dune.

There was a "boom" on the ground, accompanied by the two missiles that suddenly collided overhead, raising huge smoke and dust.

There is a wind, blowing.

The smoke and dust quickly dispersed.

Sketched a strange black shadow.

The thick, black fog was like a magic barrier from the deepest part of hell, and even with the dazzling sunlight, it still firmly enveloped the figure.

Leaving only a trace, a vague outline, like a ghost, slowly, towards Kazama Rising Feather.

"Killing...... Princess......? ”

Although it has been a few days, Kazama still remembers accurately the unforgettable existence of that starry night, except for the mermaid girl.

That's it, the mysterious mechanic named "Princess Kill".

"Go back, it's not a battle you can be involved in."

said lightly, as if patiently admonishing an old friend who had gone astray.

"It's your people?"

Slightly, there was some surprise.

It's not because the opponent is the "Killing Princess" who has already fought against her, but because the other party has long expected that she will come.

There was no answer, only a silent gaze.

Under the scorching sun, there was a slight suffocation.

Although she knew that it was a girl, since she had the word "killing", Kazama did not dare to suspect the danger of the other party.

The air, suddenly, began to fall silent.

In silence, his chest tightened suddenly.

A sharp pain of shattering bones, in an instant, struck towards Kazama.

Then there was a huge pain in the left shoulder, which seemed to be broken.

In my heart, a strong sense of foreboding quickly struck.

In an instant, the feathers of Kazama are lifted and wrapped tightly.