Bright sunshine.

Clear blue waves.

With a salty taste, the sea breeze.

It's really like surfing.

With such a trip, even if you gamble for the whole summer, you won't complain.

What a wonderful time it would be to spend the whole summer in such a time, let the sea breeze rage, let your mood fly, and completely ignore the threats behind it.

However, good times are always fleeting.

When the ripples of youth are pulled out one after another, such a youthful journey is gradually coming to an end.

The pale blue figure finally slowed down, and with it, the frigate-like queue of mermen that bent into an arc.

There was a familiar feeling that rose from Kazama's heart.

Even if there is nothing, the calm sea, like everywhere else, does not see a single wave.

Then, it was gradually stirred.

Wave after wave, huge wave, as if surging from the sky, stretching in.

Then, gradually, it was surging.

Behind them are mountain-like bodies that are shaded by the sun.

With a long piccolo-like chirp, and a beautiful fountain that frames a rainbow.

The brilliant scales, in the gradual twilight of the sun, reflect a dazzling brilliance.

The more dazzling the thing, the more dangerous it is on the other side...... What's more, he still has such a huge body.

Finally, it surged in, setting off a huge wave dozens of feet high, which continued into a careful tsunami, and slashed down on everyone's heads.

When the merman warriors were premeditated, they suddenly rushed towards the huge waves fearlessly.

Then, keep climbing.

It seems that the survivors are running in the opposite direction to avoid an avalanche, but they are far more calm than them.

Dozens of merman warriors, in an extremely graceful posture, quickly climbed to the top of the waves.

Immediately after, he quickly jumped down and rushed out without stopping, dragging out two long ripples.

It was like two arms, in a posture that had been planned for a long time, towards the mile-long body, and closed around.

Then, quickly stand still.

Let the waves be raging, and they will not move a single bit.

Kazama looked at the well-trained cooperation of the merman warriors in amazement, and he was caught off guard by the darkness in front of him, and a huge shadow had already shrouded him at some point.

The pale blue whale, which was still swimming leisurely, suddenly "snapped" and shook its tail fin fiercely.

Then, like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, with a very elegant posture, it rises from the waves.

It's like a spirit on the ocean.

With a hint of lightness, with a hint of agility.

Sunlight poured down from the sky and fell straight down on the beautiful body of the sea.

The huge body dozens of meters long unexpectedly looked a little thin in front of that behemoth.

However, he is so stubborn.

is so stubborn that he would rather be crushed and turned into countless tiny droplets, but also compete with the figure of the mountain.

In this way, the ground suddenly expanded, and the pale blue figure.

Then, it turned into countless mist-like droplets, and at a speed invisible to the naked eye, in an instant, it covered the sea area for several miles, which could be shrouded in the kunyu that was still in a state of ignorance.

A mysterious chant sounded without warning.

With it, the child-like Qingyue.

“”

The amazed Kazama didn't even notice that he almost fell into the sea, but just let a transparent water lotus rise from under his feet, holding himself steadily.

The silver eyes, as if they had fallen into an evil spirit, stared at the princess Xi standing in front of him for a moment.

The cool sea breeze slightly rolled up her clothes, revealing an arm that bullied the frost and snow.

Arms, raised high, to the sky, to the ground, to the sea.

Is it the most devout prayer, or the most fervent praise?

In that ethereal spell, none of this mattered.

The important thing is that it is accompanied by the chanting that comes from all directions.

“”

The difficult incantation, but unexpectedly with a pleasant rhythm, turned into a moving song, ethereal and mysterious.

It's like, a pair of gentle arms, slowly brushing through the heart of the wind feather.

Brushed over, too, that behemoth.

The huge figure, suddenly, fell silent, like a baby, gently embraced by its mother, listening to the whispering of love.

Anger, sadness, unwillingness, joy, whatever it is, all under such gentle care, gradually dissipate, and finally become invisible.

The little soul, just like that, slowly quieted down.

The mountain-like body also slowly stopped.

Slowly, slowly, as if sliding, I slid towards Kazama and the others.

100 meters.

Twenty meters.

Ten meters.

One meter.

Then, stop.

Kazama Yangyu didn't move, and Qianqian and Princess Xi and others didn't move either.

The four of them, like ants, stood quietly in front of the wall of flesh that had completely obscured the sky.

Clung to it, even breathing, touching the damp skin.

There is a salmon-like smell that seeps in from the nose.

Sushi...... Kun ...... Sushi......

A demonic summoning suddenly sounded in the heart of Yang Yu in the wind, driving him to slowly raise his arm.

Then, get caught.

"Lord Guardian?"

Beside him, there was a low voice, like a light that pierced through the magic barrier.

Suddenly coming back to his senses, Kazama smiled apologetically at Qianqian and quickly looked around.

Princess Xi and Liu, still holding her arms high, her quiet face, as if the sea in front of her, did not carry a wave.

One by one, the chants spilled gracefully from their lips, with a strange magic.

Slowly merge with the rhythm from the other side.

The tiny droplets, with a mist of water, slowly covered the brilliant scales of the kunyu, making the original vivid color suddenly begin to dim a little.

Then, it was gradually covered by a layer of vastness.

Little by little.

Just like the dust of the years, the truth is slowly buried.

The quiet kunyu, however, was still quietly suspended above the surface of the water as if it were unconscious.

Motionless, like a sleeping baby.

Serenity, serenity, with, pink dreams.

In the afternoon when no one is disturbing, I gradually fall asleep.

And this sleep, perhaps, is a thousand years......

However, there are always some bad people who will quietly come over when the baby is at its happiest.

Then, he pinched its cheek, and in an instant, pulled the pink dream to the ground.

A violent roar, without warning, sounded.

Like thousands of piccolo, in an instant, squeezed by the huge wind pressure, and then, at the last moment of life, tearing out the notes that stir the soul.

A huge shock wave, in an instant, spread.

Ears, suddenly deaf.

Together, the light in front of you.

Dozens of figures, without even having time to retract their raised arms, fell straight backwards.

Fall on the stormy waves that have risen again.

However, Kazama Hiroha couldn't see anything, and he couldn't hear anything.

His world is only pitch black, with it, which makes people crazy quiet.

At that moment, he realized that real silence was even more frightening than darkness, so terrifying that it could easily push people to the brink of collapse.

In the midst of the collapse, there were countless splashes of water, splashing wildly on the face.

Under his feet, the ground suddenly emptied, and then, he fell.

The only remaining sense of touch made the confused soul suddenly refreshed.

Countless turbulences, in an instant, enveloped him.

Although it was not submerged, although, once again, it was sheltered by the girl's thoughts, but it could still be clearly felt and drifted with the flow.

Yes, fall, wander, and ...... Drift.

Involuntarily, he was seated, towards the unknown place.

In a panic, he reached out and tried to catch something.

But in such darkness and quiet, what can the poor soul catch?

Caught...... Angel Bar......

With a hint of coldness, with a hint of piping hot.

Embrace yourself tightly.

In my ears, there was a scorching breath that came slowly, with a hint of tingling.

In the quiet world, suddenly there was a sound of nothingness.

With eagerness, with ethereal.

"Lord Guardian...... Guardian ......"

The world is starting to hustle and bustle again.

The sound of the waves crashing, the sound of bubbling, the sound of lapping the sea, and, the sound of breathing.

"Qian...... Qian? ”

"Giggles, it's me, Guardian......"

The sound of chuckles, coming from the darkness, carried a scorching breath.

"Are you alright?"

Eager words, with hands suddenly clenched.

In his arms, something suddenly writhed slightly.

A faint fragrance suddenly rushed to the face.

Kazama, who finally realized something, let go of his hands like an electric shock.

"Yikes!"

In the exclamation, something suddenly entangled.

With a soft touch.

"Lord Guardian is really bad-hearted, would you want to leave Qianqian in such a dark place?"

With a coquettish, girlish voice.

The pinna of the ear is slightly starting to get hot.

But what's wrong......

Behind the fact of pink, what should not exist in color.

He frowned slightly, and then, with a little flash, suddenly lit up.

Then, quickly extinguished.

"Bump!"

A loud noise came from behind.

The instantaneous shock almost shattered all the internal organs of Kazama's feathers.

When Kazama Yang Yu just snorted, gritted his teeth, and suddenly hugged the delicate body in his arms tightly and protected it in the middle.

"Lord Guardian...... You're alright......"

"No ......"

"Bump!"

"Bump!"

"Bump!"

Again, there were several muffled sounds, from arms to thighs, from ankles to shoulders, almost everywhere, and they were hit hard.

Let Kazama almost have an urge to fall apart.

Fierce turbulence, I don't know where it goes.

In a narrow space, there are ups and downs.

There was only a constant rumbling sound coming from my ears.

So, the boys and girls, just like that, in a place where there is no light, gradually, drifting with the flow.

Forget the time, forget the location, only each other's breath, in the heart, slowly rippling.

All the time, rippling, rippling, rippling, rippling, the end of the darkness.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the noise of a waterfall came from afar, and then approached quickly.

Subconsciously, I want to get out of the way.

However, there is no choice, and there is no choice.

Fate guides no one to refuse.

What a magnificent torrent it was, and even history was driven by it, rumbling forward, not to mention just a teenager with ups and downs and turbulence.

Even if you try your best, it's just a futile struggle.

During the struggle, his body suddenly lightened, and then, he was thrown away.

It's like a bird that has been breaking its wings, obviously exhausted physically and mentally, and obviously unable to fly, but it is still thrown away like this, ruthlessly.

And then.

Same as expected......

"Bump!"

Although it is an unexpectedly soft touch, it still can't be resolved by the strong oscillation of the huge impulse transformed from potential energy with a feather in the wind.

The arm, released in time, picked up the girl who returned freely to her arms.

Kazama, on the other hand, bounces from the ground to the wall, from the wall, to the ground in an almost exaggerated posture, with an almost desperate demeanor, and from the wall to the ground, just like what kind of rampaging comics.

"Poof—"

What gushes out is not blood, but consciousness.

In a trance, there was an urgent cry coming from my ears.

But in front of Kazama's eyes, there was only one light.

That one, from the darkness in the distance, was like hope, shining through the light of despair.

In the light, there was a faint chanting voice, which came slowly.

“Zazasu…… Zazasu…… NasuTanataZazasu……”