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

However, the good times always pass by in a hurry.

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 sense of déjà vu that rose from Kazama's heart, from a sense of familiarity that was hidden beneath the water's surface.

Pure blue, without a trace of impurities, the calm sea, like a mirror, can not see a trace of waves.

Then, it was gradually stirred.

Wave after wave, huge waves, 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 it is, the more dangerous it is...... 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 small tsunami, and slashed down on everyone's heads.

But as if premeditated, the merman warriors suddenly rushed towards the huge waves fearlessly.

Then, climb straight up.

Like those survivors who run in the opposite direction to avoid avalanches.

More calm, less panicked.

Dozens of merman warriors skillfully climbed to the top of the waves, and then, they 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.

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 went straight to the beautiful body of the sea.

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

But again, with unexpected stubbornness.

is so stubborn that he would rather break his bones and turn into countless tiny droplets, but he also wants to compete with the figure of the mountain......

And just like that, the ground suddenly swelled out, and the pale blue figure.

Then, it turned into countless mist-like droplets, and at a speed unattainable 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 unbounded sky, the unbounded sea, the unbounded boundary, the birth, the unbounded you; O son of the sea and the sky, I command in the name of the sea; Your eyes are still chaotic, and your wings are not yet full......"

A faint, singing-like arcane incantation, suddenly, drifted away with the sea breeze.

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 evil, stared at the princess Xi standing in front of him for a moment.

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

Arms, raised high, facing the sky, to the ground, to the sunset.

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

In that ethereal spell, none of this mattered.

The important thing is that those who sound with it, from all directions, chant in unison.

"The clouds of the sky are already for the clouds, and the waves of the sea are already for the feast; Thou hast been silent for a thousand years, purifying foolishness and vanity; Sleep, sleep, may you be as quiet and serene as the sea......"

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 and feathering.

also brushed, the behemoth in front of him.

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

Anger, sadness, unwillingness, joy, no matter what kind of emotion, are gradually dissipated under such gentle care, and finally become invisible.

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

The mountain-like body finally slowed down.

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, just like that, stood quietly in front of the wall of flesh that had completely obscured the sky.

Like ants.

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

There was a salmon-like smell that seeped in from between your noses.

Sushi......

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

A summon from the devil suddenly sounded in the bottom of Yang Yu's heart in the wind, driving him, slowly, stretching out his arm.

Slowly, towards the front, touch the ......

Then, get caught.

"Lord Guardian?"

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

Coming back to his senses suddenly, Kazama smiled at Qianqian with an embarrassed expression on his face, 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 notes coming from all directions.

The tiny droplets, with a mist of misty, quietly covered the brilliant scales of the kun, 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 pulled the pink dream so hard that it was completely skinless.

Surrounded by seawater, wriggling apparitions, ghostly, appeared on top of the fish's head.

Then, suddenly, it lost all cohesion, splashed out, and in the blink of an eye, it seeped into the top of the kunyu's head and ceased to exist.

A violent roar sounded without warning.

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, spreading in an instant.

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 Yang Yu is as if he has not seen it, as if he has not heard it.

His world is only pitch black, and it's insanely quiet.

Nothing can be seen, nothing can be heard.

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 sheltered by the girl's thoughts, it was still clearly felt that the panic of going with the flow was still clearly felt.

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

Involuntarily, seated, towards the unknown distance.

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, making the pinna a little itchy.

In the quiet world, suddenly a voice sounded like nothing.

With eagerness, with ethereal.

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

The world is starting to hustle and bustle again.

The sound of the waves crashing, the gurgling and bubbling, the sound of huge objects crashing against the sea...... and, the sound of breathing.

"Qian...... Qian? ”

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

A chuckle came from the darkness, with a burning breath.

"Are you alright?"

Eager words, accompanied by a sudden clenching of hands.

In his arms, something suddenly moved gently.

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 evil-hearted, would you want to leave Qianqian in such a dark place?"

With a coquettish, girlish voice.

The pinna suddenly began 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.

But Kazama Yangyu 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!"

The violent impact interrupted Kazama's flower language.

And then.

"Bump!"

"Bump!"

"Bump!"

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

The bones of Kazama's whole body almost had the 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, drifted with the waves.

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!"

The huge, hustle and bustle of the 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 who was floating in 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, returned freedom to the girl in her arms.

Kazama, on the other hand, bounced from the ground to the wall, from the wall, to the ground in an almost exaggerated posture, an almost desperate demeanor, and an almost cruel route......

It's like, what kind of rampaging comics.

"Poof—"

What gushed out was not blood, but a ghost with 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 way, from the darkness in the distance, like a ghost, shone through the light of darkness.

The light, flickering and dimming, revealed a hint of weirdness.

In the weirdness, there was a faint chanting sound, which came slowly.

“Zazasu…… Zazasu…… NasuTanataZazasu……”

It's like the beginning of a horror story that is about to go berserk.