The wind is fleeing.

The clouds are shrinking.

The starry sky, trembling violently.

And people, but already boiling!

At this moment, what flows in the veins of Kazama Yangyu is not blood.

Rather, it's a blazing flame!

The pale flame that had been hovering around his body was devoured in the blink of an eye.

It turned into a scorching wave and rushed into Kazama's body.

Then, it quickly rushed along the meridians around his body.

In an instant, they were scattered among the hundreds of limbs.

Become one with the surging scarlet.

The scarlet blood mist became more and more intense, as if it was a grudge that could not be dissolved.

Dignified, yet dull.

Slowly, the silver-white figure was completely enveloped.

The source of the person, trembling rapidly.

Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Cyan, Blue, Indigo, Purple, Brown, Gray, Silver, Gold...... Twelve colors, twelve rays of light, like the most beautiful rainbow, suddenly overflowed from Kazama's body.

In an instant, across the entire starry sky.

Then, there is a rapid convergence.

It's as if it never happened.

In a room in the Northern Xuanwu Pavilion.

The cat, who was originally curled up comfortably and basking in the sun, jumped up without warning, and the moon-white hair stood up.

There was a look of disbelief in his silver eyes.

"Adult ......"

Muttering to himself, the cat was slightly stunned, staring stupidly at his body, the looming, colorful light.

That is, resonance from the person.

...... with that kid Fetters.

The sound of urgency, as if it was a call from the depths of the heart, was transmitted at a speed beyond the light.

Then, arrive in an instant.

"Little one! Calm down! Hurry up and stop! ”

The transparent voice, suddenly, sounded in my ears.

It's just that the originally faint hoarseness has already turned into a trace of sharpness.

Urgent, and anxious.

"Little ...... Endure......? ”

There was a little bit of consciousness, slowly, wriggling, like a child, suddenly awakened in a deep sleep.

"It's me...... It's my sister, stop, stop! ”

"No...... It's almost over...... It's almost over...... Everything, it's going to be fine......"

Saying this, the corners of Kazama's originally cold mouth slowly hooked up a smile.

Like a satisfied baby.

"Nope! Stop! It's really going to end, if it goes on like this, it's really going to end! Sister won't bully you anymore...... Never drill your quilt again...... Don't your little princess off again...... Sister ......"

The voice suddenly became more urgent, with a hint of crying.

However, it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

There was no answer, and there was no voice.

Only the scarlet eyes, in an instant, became even brighter.

Then, erupt.

Suddenly, it turned into a blazing light.

Straight and straight towards the huge figure that had covered the heavens and the earth.

It's like an ant, running towards an elephant.

It's like a little raindrop, falling into the sea.

It's like a shooting star, piercing the void, with all the light and enthusiasm.

Then, collide.

There is no light.

There was no sound either.

Like, nothing.

However, the majestic figure that covered the heavens and the earth suddenly shrunk in a circle imperceptibly.

And then again.

In a trance, there were countless scarlet silk threads, quietly weaving out.

On the piece called Starry Sky, above the show.

And the weaver is undoubtedly the boy named Kazama Rising Feather.

The scarlet figure, like a ghost, quickly shuttled through the air, dragging out a long afterimage.

In the blink of an eye, the entire starry sky was densely covered.

It was as if a messy splendid had been stabbed down in a brutal manner.

And its protagonist is undoubtedly the Dao, standing up to the sky, the figure.

It's just that figure, but now, it's a little sluggish.

Although still burly, although still standing, although still, holding the crumbling starry sky.

However, he can no longer cover the sky and the sun, no more, no more.

Because, his body, like a leaky rubber doll, slowly dried up.

Riddled with.

Perhaps this word is the most appropriate word to describe him at this moment.

One by one, the scarlet afterimage slowly dispersed.

However, in the next moment, there were more afterimages, fiercely, stabbed through, piercing through the pathetic body.

Silent.

Like a sharp needle, with anger, with greed, with hunger...... Penetrate.

Then, devour.

The blood, the flesh, the soul, and even the Godhead...... Swallow it all in your belly!

Constantly, constantly, constantly, constantly, no, break, ground...... Engulf.

It's like a reincarnation, repeated.

In reincarnation, there is only that figure, tirelessly, shuttling across the country, carrying out that, the only theme.

Once, catch once.

Until, the former god, fell to the ground with a bang.

No, he didn't fall.

He just, on one knee, got down on his knees.

Not towards his queen.

Rather, towards the ant.

No, perhaps...... Fly.

"As a fly, you're capable. However, it's all over! ”

The radiant woman, standing quietly, said so.

Kazama was unable to see her face clearly, but when he saw the hand, he slowly raised it.

Then, hold tightly.

Light, roaring in an instant.

Together, this space, everything.

Everything was reorganized in an instant.

It's as if that's how it should be.

So abrupt, yet so natural.

Seventy-two, snow-white pillars, even the one that was broken in the first place.

All perfectly, re-erected.

Like monuments, like fences.

Turned into, a, the most perfect cage, will Kazama raise his feathers, imprisoned.

"Ancient Eater Array, Kai!"

A faint voice, but with an absolute command.

Guanghua.

The blazing white brilliance surged in an instant.

Like the Milky Way upside down, the stars are shining.

In a moment, the gap between the seventy-two stone pillars was firmly filled.

Even on the upper and lower sides, there is no omission.

It's like a transparent crystal wall.

It's so clear, but it's so cold.

Just like the feathers in the wind, the scarlet eyes that are reflected by the crystal.

"You know what? The so-called flies are creatures that want to move in that direction desperately even if they hit their heads and bleed when they see a little light......

As he said this, Kazama raised his feathers and suddenly moved.

So slowly, but so urgently.

Disappear in an instant.

A momentary reproduction.

Then, tap it.

Slender fingertips, just like that, slowly, touched the crystal barrier.

It's like a maple leaf, gently falling to the surface.

Ripples.

"Ding-boom!"

Crisp, like glass, collapse, like a thousand mountains.

Thousands of streamers, splashing at will.

"Some people say, 'The fence erected by the fingers is a cage that cannot be escaped from eternal life', but unfortunately, you are not Rulai, and I am not a monkey......"

Slightly, sighing, the wind fluttered, and slowly, stepped out of the collapsing streamer.

All the way to Thessiphone.

Facing that face, which had long since collapsed.

The brilliance is still bright, but the face is no longer bright.

No smiles, no anger, not even resentment.

The woman's face was only absolutely pale, like the snow in the north, with a hint of heart-warming transparency.

"It turns out that God, would he also show such an expression...... Pity...... I've promised it......"

The indifferent eyes, just like the original Rulai, faced, the poor monkey.

Kazama raised his feather and raised his hand gently.

Then, hold tightly.

Just like just now, that invincible woman.

"Click~Quack...... Rumble......! ”

Collapsed.

That world.

That woman's domain.

It's like the dregs of glass, gorgeous and poignant.

"Life in the world, nowhere to live, the world says, this is a dream ......"

But dreams are still enough to linger, if even dreams are broken, in the end, what is left?

This splinter streamer, but that, the dregs of dreams?

"No ——!!!"

The screams were like broken strings.

"No, it can't be! No way! That's impossible! This is the realm of God, this is the law of God, and here, I am the way of heaven! ”

The blazing white brilliance surged in an instant.

Like the Milky Way upside down, the stars are shining.

In a moment, the gap between the seventy-two stone pillars was firmly filled.

Even on the upper and lower sides, there is no omission.

It's like a transparent crystal wall.

It's so clear, but it's so cold.

Just like the feathers in the wind, the scarlet eyes that are reflected by the crystal.

"You know what? The so-called flies are creatures that want to move in that direction desperately even if they hit their heads and bleed when they see a little light......

As he said this, Kazama raised his feathers and suddenly moved.

So slowly, but so urgently.

Disappear in an instant.

A momentary reproduction.

Then, tap it.

Slender fingertips, just like that, slowly, touched the crystal barrier.

It's like a maple leaf, gently falling to the surface.

Ripples.

"Ding-boom!"

Crisp, like glass, collapse, like a thousand mountains.

Thousands of streamers, splashing at will.

"Some people say, 'The fence erected by the fingers is a cage that cannot be escaped from eternal life', but unfortunately, you are not Rulai, and I am not a monkey......"

Slightly, sighing, the wind fluttered, and slowly, stepped out of the collapsing streamer.

All the way to Thessiphone.

Facing that face, which had long since collapsed.

The brilliance is still bright, but the face is no longer bright.

No smiles, no anger, not even resentment.

The woman's face was only absolutely pale, like the snow in the north, with a hint of heart-warming transparency.

"It turns out that God, would he also show such an expression...... Pity...... I've promised it......"

The indifferent eyes, just like the original Rulai, faced, the poor monkey.

Kazama raised his feather and raised his hand gently.

Then, hold tightly.

Just like just now, that invincible woman.

"Click~Quack...... Rumble......! ”

Collapsed.

That world.

That woman's domain.

It's like the dregs of glass, gorgeous and poignant.

"Life in the world, nowhere to live, the world says, this is a dream ......"

But dreams are still enough to linger, if even dreams are broken, in the end, what is left?

This splinter streamer, but that, the dregs of dreams?

"No ——!!!"

The screams were like broken strings.

"No, it can't be! No way! That's impossible! This is the realm of God, this is the law of God, and here, I am the way of heaven! ”