The flames were still chasing, approaching Kazama from all angles, like a group of hunters slowly shrinking their nets, sprinkling a net of heaven and earth towards Kazama's prey.

But Kazama obviously didn't care about them, but the criss-crossing and increasingly dense bands of black light in front of him.

"Go around and don't touch the black one."

The Creator paused slightly, and just when he wanted to take a shortcut from the black band of light to the silver band of light, he suddenly changed direction and walked around a red band of light.

There is no flame burning, and there are no red points of light from the light band, and the sound of empty footsteps seems even more lonely.

Although, this loneliness, soon ended.

Kazama looked at the silver band of light ten meters away, lying in front of him, it was like a lonely child, isolated by everyone, no one touched it, it did not take the initiative to contact the outside world, those black bands of light, like a huge cage, imprisoned it layer after layer, only revealing sparse gaps, so that people could see its existence, or...... Jump over and be tied up with it.

So, Kazama raised his feathers and jumped, more precisely, the creator, and jumped.

A momentary volley leap, like jumping over the crossroads of flames just now.

"Boom!"

Huge impact, familiar, mechanical sound of landing.

Kazama Hirowa stood on the silver ribbon of light, and there was a familiar aura coming from the ribbon of light, as if he should have been here in the first place, or rather, he had been here a long time ago.

At that time, there was a subtle feeling, as if I had returned to my hometown after a long absence, or I was reunited with an old friend.

Feng Yangyu stood in a daze, and suddenly felt that in the silver light belt around him, slowly, small points of light rose, silver, like countless beautiful fireflies, and like the most beautiful starlight in the night sky.

Then, suddenly, as if guided by something, the starlight began to converge frantically towards Kazama's palm, like a silver whirlpool, gorgeous and elegant.

However, it is not only the silver vortex that is gorgeous, but also the black ribbon of light that has been silent.

When they finally waited for someone to wait, they should have felt so, so they hugged them warmly.

Twisted, swirled, turned into countless hinges, slowly and passionately towards the silver band of light in the middle, hugging and embracing......

Kazama looked at the sudden change in a daze, and he didn't even have time to glance at the Destiny Stone that was trembling violently in his hand, and then, as if he suddenly came to his senses, he faced the band of light that stretched into the distance.

"Run!"

It is shouted out, which is not only an order, but also a catharsis of fear.

"Bang!"

The invisible huge wings erupted from behind the creator, frantically absorbing the energy in the void, and stomped his feet fiercely, and the seemingly bulky steel body catapulted out in an instant, like a streamer, it was a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.

"Quack!"

There was a crisp cracking sound coming from behind Kazama's feathers.

There, where he had just set foot, it was like a biscuit that had fallen into a meat grinder, and the silver ribbon of light was twisted into several pieces in an instant, and then turned into a crystal silver point of light, gently fluttering, surging towards the wind and feathers.

But Kazama had no time to look at this rare and dreamlike spectacle, he just ran wildly, and with the silver ribbon of light curving and undulating the road, he rushed wildly.

Behind it, pull out a long, starry tail.

There is no wind, and there is no need for the wind, and the blurred road and the receding scenery in front of you are the best interpretation of the speed of the creator. Although there is no need to run, although it looks pleasant, but Kazama Yangyu's hands are still dripping with fine sweat.

The silver road seemed to have no end, and the death-like embrace continued as Kazama Sho feathered forward. Even if it was just a moment, it would trigger a mechanism, causing all the black bands of light in its path to twist, excited, and crazy, recklessly shrinking, winding towards the silver band in the middle......

Everything behind it began to collapse and self-destruct, like a jubilant Grim Reaper, spreading its black wings and embracing it enthusiastically.

One minute, two minutes...... Five minutes......

Finally, when Kazama has begun to become numb to the world that is crumbling behind him, a different color appears in front of him.

Yes, red.

The red color of the flame.

Carry, blazing temperatures.

Finally...... Is it over?

Kazama smiled self-deprecatingly, but he didn't expect that after going around in a big circle, he was still planted in his hands, this executioner who had been planning for a long time from the beginning.

"Okay okay, you won ......"

"Invalid order, please place a valid execution order of 'win'!"

It's nice to be mechanical, and I still have such a sense of humor at such a time.

Kazama suddenly laughed happily.

I've done my best, I guess, there's no way back.

In this case, since the result has been decided, let me be willful again!

Scorched by flames, or hanged by a light strip or something, it's really, not handsome. Although there are a bit of sequelae, since it is going to end, it seems that you still have to choose the way you yearn for the most......

"Get ready to jump, big guy."

Kazama looked at the flames that were getting closer and closer in front of him, and said softly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Then, let's fly!"

On the cold cheeks of the creator, he was still as indifferent as ever, as always, fearless.

That's it, high, jump, and ......

"Wow!"

Kazama was stunned and felt the feeling of sliding down steadily, and suddenly turned around, there, the originally invisible huge wings had been materialized, showing a thin gas wing, and the faint lines of the circuit spread out on the wings, and from time to time there was an electric current passing through, which was extremely cool.

"I'm ......" Kazama suddenly looked up in the direction of the creator's head, although from his point of view, he couldn't see anything from the head, only the silver bands of light that were constantly crumbling on the curved walls.

"You can fly, why didn't you say it earlier?!"

"Because you didn't ask......"

Unusually human answers.

"In the program of the stars, I have also seen flying skills...... Kazama Hikewa suddenly remembered the number stream of 0s and 1s he had seen.

"That was deleted by Su Xiaotang's bear child...... It is said that it is to add some ingredients to find the function, and the original star also cried to me for a long time......"

The creator also felt very embarrassed.

“……”

Kazama remembered the bumpy iron bump that had been beaten by the orcs, and began to sympathize with her a little. But immediately, he began to sympathize with himself.

"Alert! Alert! Discover unidentified space fluctuations! ”

The sudden sound of the alarm, accompanied by a large area of red exclamation marks on the curved wall, caught Kazama off guard.

"Hurry ......"

Kazama opened his mouth wide and only popped out one word, because, for the rest, he felt that it was no longer necessary.

The light is slowly swallowed up, like an eye that slowly closes.

Then, plunged into darkness.

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"Ah, it's finally here, it's a slow death!"

There was a sound, and it came in before Kazama had barely regained his vision.

Kazama looked at Atropos, who was staring inside with his face on the Tron's armor, and blinked, making sure he was not mistaken.

"Yes, Guardian?"

A familiar gentle voice came from the side.

Kazama turned his head sideways, smiled at Qianqian and Pan Chan, who looked concerned, opened his mouth, and suddenly realized that he was still in the Creator.

"Disarming mode!"

In a "click" caused by the metal folding, Kazama slowly fell to the ground.

"Qianqian! Pan-chan! Why are you here? ”

"Because I sensed that you had been away from the light band for a long time, I judged that it should have fallen, so I teleported you through the dimensional bubble."

The youthful and beautiful Laxis suddenly appeared in front of Kazama Yangyu, looking full of vitality.

"Uh......"

In a way, it did fall......

However, the goal was still accomplished, Kazama shook the destiny stone he was holding in his hand.

"This Destiny Stone ......"

Kazama said as he stretched out his hand and spread it out.

Eleven kinds of brilliant light jumped and shone on each tentacle, like elves, smart and beautiful...... Isn't that how the picture should be?

But, but, but, what's the matter with this dull translucent sea urchin-like crystal?! It's even a little worse than what I got at the beginning, at least, there was still a colorful glare in the middle of the Destiny Stone at the beginning, and now, there is nothing left!

Like, losing the soul that was supposed to shine...... Already, dead?

"Oh? It's zero. ”

"Wow! It's zero! ”

"Huh?! It turned out to be zero! ”

The three girls began their different expressions again.

"Uh...... zero？ Kazama savored the word, "Isn't it...... Very inferior kind ......."

"Well, it's hard to say......"

"Pretty cool!"

"Chaosun!"

“……”

Although it is still three sentences, it is unexpectedly not the same meaning, it should be said, it is unexpectedly contradictory......

"Can you make it clearer......

Kazama Yangyu is now very much like looking for a bottle of liquid nitrogen to calm down, and the 11 colors that he has collected after nine deaths and seven lives are gone? Could it be that when I jumped down just now, I decided that the game was a failure, so the achievement was cleared?! That's not how even death games are played......

Looking at Kazama Yangyu's bitter gourd face that wanted to cry without tears, Laxis suddenly jumped in front of him, grinned, looked at him for a long time, and then said with a serious face.

"If you're willing to hug us, I'll tell you."