"Running with the wind and freedom is the direction, chasing the power of thunder and lightning, putting the vast ocean into my chest, even if the sail is small, I can sail away, I have dreams as wings to fly with the wind, I dare to love and dare to be brave and break through, even if I encounter a big risk and a big wave, I will have a tacit understanding of the eyes ......"

The moving lyrics and the melody of Endeavor are very suitable for the young frivolity of Kazama's age, and it is also very suitable for Kazama's current state......

I have a dream, but this blazing wind with flames rushing up, and this heat wave that constantly scorches my back, even if I have the "tacit eyes" of Qianqian and Pan sauce, I can't turn this dream into wings.

If you don't have wings, you'll have to run as hard as you can......

On a certain ribbon of light crisscrossed the country, Kazama rushed forward like a madman, not at all like a man who had been killed by an unknown dark purple liquid the night before.

Running is a good sport...... That's weird!

"I really want to exercise, but can I not put my life on the premise!"

Kazama Yangyu complained loudly to the void as he ran, and suddenly understood the true meaning of Laxis's sentence "Life is in motion~". The most hateful thing is the kind and laxity ending particle - "Oh", how simple, how easy, but why, why is it so cruel in practice?!

Bands of light, color after color. Driven by the flames behind him, Kazama Shoha ran in a panic on various colored bands of light, or rather...... Running away, this is more realistic.

Because of the contact and entanglement of the light bands, the flames have changed from a chaser chasing after them at the beginning, to a group of hunters who will suddenly appear in front to intercept them.

Kazama gently crossed an intersection and turned his head slightly, where, due to the diffuse nature of the flames, a flame that was originally just chasing after him had split into three and turned into three flames in the front, left, and right. Although the flames on the left and right sides did not seem to be a threat to itself for a short time, the fission triggered by each intersection it passed was like the continuous proliferation of cyborg insects. The number of flames has increased exponentially over time.

Kazama wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the bands of light crisscrossing the entire void, and the flames that were constantly surging in it, sighed slightly, and continued to run forward......

The ribbon of light was constantly burning, turning into ashes and nothingness, leaving only the advancing Kazama Rising Feather, and the Stone of Destiny, which kept brightening. Every time he ran up a band of light, Kazama would feel that the destiny stone in his hand would tremble slightly, and then, as the light band behind him was constantly burned by the flames, there were crystal points of light, which spread out from the flames thinly, and then quickly surged towards Kazama.

At first, Kazama thought it was a spark with boiling heat floating out of the flames, so he ran desperately fast, until the group of small things that seemed to speed up slipped into the palm of his hand holding the Destiny Stone, and he saw that the Destiny Stone in his hand was gradually brightening, and a light of the same color as the crystal light point was slowly lighting up from one of the tentacles of the sea urchin-shaped Destiny Stone. When Kazama finally finished running this band of light and jumped onto another band of light of a different color, another light of the same color as the new band slowly lit up from the Destiny Stone...... In this way, the colors on the Destiny Stone are more and more, and they are becoming more and more prosperous......

Kazama almost had the illusion that he had run all the distance he had to run in his life. As a standard otaku, he almost never runs all year round, except for the two 1,000 meters that must be taken in physical education class. However, now that he is racing against the flames, can this still be called a standard otaku? Or is this the legendary speed otaku?

The whirring sound of the wind whispered in Kazama's ears, as if to encourage Kazama to go faster, faster, because the flames behind him were chasing at an unbridled speed, and as long as they slacked off, they would be enveloped and swallowed by it.

"What puts the vast ocean in my chest, so that even the smallest sail can sail far...... The lyrics are all deceitful...... "Kazama Hiroha held the fate stone in his hand, which had lit up in nine colors, and said angrily.

Kazama now feels that he is a small sail in this vast sea of fire, not to mention that he has put this "ocean" into his chest, and he is already thankful that he can "sail away".

Indeed, if it was possible to "sail away", thank God......

Kazama looked blankly at the intersection of two bands of light in front of him, and his steps slowed down subconsciously.

What was supposed to be a crossroads is now turning into a dead-end road!

The flames on the left and right, unaware of the fact that they came out of there, spread really quickly towards the intersection node, and even if there was no flame at one end, Kazama could jump to the flameless end and continue to escape after the flames burned the intersection.

However, if there is no way out at either end, the only way out is to continue along the original light belt...... But, is it really possible......

Kazama looked at the flames that almost touched the intersection at one end, and couldn't help but pick up his pace again.

Racing against time is such a wonderful experience......

Thinking like this, Kazama looked at the intersection that was getting closer and closer in front of him, and in his eyes, the raging flames continued to burn, mobilizing the energy of every cell in his body, as if he was crazy, and rushed out.

Closer, closer, closer.

However, why, the flame seemed to speed up, constantly speeding up, like an angry fire dragon, roaring angrily.

Fifty meters.

Forty meters.

Thirty meters.

Twenty meters.

The distance is getting closer and closer, but the flame has reached the crossroads!

There, the intertwined bands of light had begun to glow with crystalline points of light, surging towards the Stone of Destiny in Kazama's hand, and new light began to emerge.

Kazama was still running wildly, but he felt like he was slow, slow, slow, like he had been switched to slow motion.

Everything was quiet, only a dozen meters away, and the red flames were burning violently, just like ...... A demon that frantically devours flesh and blood.

The demon, gnawing, roaring, rejoicing, and laughing strangely.

It turned its head and looked at Kazama, a cruel sneer curling into its mouth.

Everything is already predestined.

Perhaps, I won't die, since it's just a test of fate...... But, is that all my fate ends there?

If there's anything more terrible than death, it's to see the boundaries of a predetermined destiny. You can see it, but you can't reach it; It's within reach, but it's insurmountable.

That's it, is it over?

I...... Unwilling!

Kazama raised his head, and the blazing wind blew his long silver-white hair, covering the pair, the raging flames.

Then, he suddenly remembered, something.

Thank you to that girl...... Thinking so, he gave himself the power to chase thunder and lightning.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

"Armor mode, on!"

Kazama said softly, as if talking to himself.

But, at that moment, something was heard.

"Click, click, click, boom......"

It's the sound of armor, splitting and flattening.

Kazama was still running, running desperately.

Then, he flew up, wrapped in a pile of metal armor that had been detached out of thin air from his Tron suit, and he was in mid-air, volleying through the air.

Pieces of armor, more and more, gradually, buried his figure.

However, he was still flying, flying over a distance of more than ten meters, flying over, the flame demon whose smile had stiffened, flew over, his fate ......

"Boom!"

Huge impact, the sound of machinery falling to the ground.

Kazama gasped for breath, raised his head, and looked at the huge curved wall, which appeared, in front of him, a band of light without flames, lying quietly, waiting for the arrival of the fateful man.

"Voice mode, activate!"

"Successful start!"

The mechanized male voice is majestic and powerful, just like his burly appearance.

Kazama sat down on the ground with relief, and suddenly laughed stupidly, just like that summer day when he and his childhood sweetheart were slowly walking side by side in the bamboo forest behind her house, no one disturbed, only a faint joy, flowing between the boy and the girl, turning into a silly smile.

"Run! Juvenile! ”

He said this, and lay down on his back, letting the Creator run for himself, choosing their common fate.

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Without the howling of the wind and the flames, the good anti-shock device and horizontal adjustment technology make Kazama feel as if he is lying on his own bed, and it seems that he has nothing to do with the creators who are constantly running outside.

"However, there are some things that you still have to do yourself......

Kazama struggled to stand up, his face was still pale, and it was hard to imagine how he had persevered before that. The moment he just lay down, he really wanted to fall asleep like this, but he knew that he couldn't, once he fell asleep, maybe like the last time Sugar Candy's creator, he opened the closed cabin and stopped automatically.

So, he persevered, with tired eyelids in his eyes.

In his tired eyes, he looked at the distant flames that were getting farther and farther behind him, and nodded with satisfaction, sure enough, strength is the foundation of survival. With the speed of the Tron, you should be able to easily shake off the flames and choose your preferred route.

Kazama lowered his head and forgot to glance at the Destiny Stone in his hand, and among the tentacles of different lengths like sea urchins, there were already ten of them, each with a different color, and each one was dazzling.

"Eleven in total, that is, ......"

One more missing!

One more thing left, and you'll have all the colors!

Although the three strange goddesses of fate did not specify how many colors they had to collect to end the test, they didn't even say how to end the test and when to end it...... But his instinct tells Kazama that he needs a twelfth color.

This is the so-called obsessive-compulsive disorder......

Silently forgot to glance at the various colors of the Destiny Stone in his hand - red, orange, yellow, green, blue...... Then, looking up, he glanced at it.

As far as the eye can see, most of the colors of the light bands have been acquired by themselves, and only two colors remain—silver, and, and black.

Black, is it?

Kazama Yang Yu subconsciously expelled it from his mind, that color, too weird, from the moment this ribbon came out, he felt very weird, then, only silver remained......

Kazama looked into the distance, a silver band of light surrounded by a snake-like black band of light in the middle, and sighed slightly...... It seems that it is not that simple.

"Let's go, big man, to our final battlefield."

Kazama said softly, unconsciously straightening up a lot, although he was still tired, but his unusually firm gaze looked straight ahead, not for a moment.

The Creator didn't answer, and his huge body didn't even pause, just ran on its own.

Towards the silver light in the darkness.