The sky suddenly darkened.

In the huge shadow, a huge fireball that almost covered half of the battlefield, dragging a long tail flame, slowly fell from the sky.

An inconspicuous missile, silently, fell on the ground in the middle of the battlefield.

Suddenly, it turned into an inconspicuous black ball, and then, at a terrifying speed, it spread rapidly.

The trees are gone, the rivers are gone, the hills are gone, and even the air seems to have evaporated.

Everything the black ball touched, all turned into nothingness.

Up and down, there is no way to avoid it, and the surroundings are also completely sealed.

Glancing coldly at the golden light projected from afar, the crimson dragon snapped its neck and let out a heart-rending roar.

The seven red shadows, with lightning speed, returned to the dragon shadow.

The golden light on the dragon's body, which had been suppressed, skyrocketed in an instant.

"Poof!"

Blood, pouring out.

But not from the mouth, but from the eyes.

The figure shook suddenly, and the stack standing in the circle suddenly slipped off the magic carpet like a dead butterfly.

The green circle, glassy, shattered.

"Stacking ——!"

The pupils contracted suddenly, Xi Yuxiu frowned, gritted his teeth and slightly tightened his wrists, jumped down with a jump, and quickly caught the thin figure in mid-air.

Blood, like a stream, flowed out of the sockets, but the stacked eyes still opened for a moment.

Even if the golden light had already turned into a bleak cloud.

In the turbidity, there was a crimson dragon shadow, which was slowly squeezed between the huge firefall and the black ball of light.

Countless dazzling lights and cold rays also followed, drowning in them.

Heaven and earth suddenly lost their light.

In the darkness, even the sound was swallowed up.

Everybody, just staring blankly, in the direction of the middle of the battlefield.

Waiting, waiting, the dawn of victory.

The light, coming, illuminates the empty nothingness.

It's over......

Everyone stood silently, but there was not a smile on their face.

Why, why is there a cold, murderous aura, accompanied by unforgettable hatred, wandering in the air?

Wandering, wandering.

Then, it shrinks.

Turning into a chaotic crimson, it gathered in the center of the battlefield.

Kazama's heart jumped, and his wings quickly fluttered out.

Between the clasped hands, the strange sword patterns of the Dragon Slaying Sword flowed rapidly.

The pillar of light that was as red as blood suddenly rose, with an unstoppable momentum, slashing towards the chaotic crimson.

"Roar!"

There was a roar, and there was endless unwillingness and anger.

The crimson chaos will condense into a slightly illusory dragon shadow in the blink of an eye.

"If you destroy my body and create my soul, this king will turn into nothingness, and you will never recover!!"

The huge dragon power spread out in an instant.

Unexpectedly, he shook Kazama, who was holding the dragon-slaying sword, back a few steps.

With a sudden flick of the tail, the seemingly illusory dragon shadow actually broke through the pillar of crimson light.

Little by little, approaching towards Kazama.

Struggling to stabilize his figure, Kazama quickly glanced at the desolate Seven Clans alliance army at his feet.

"You guys get out of here!"

With a loud shout, it spread like thunder.

Kazama Yang Yu gritted his teeth fiercely, and suddenly exerted force, and the red pillar of light suddenly flashed.

But...... But why?

The illusory dragon shadow still didn't take half a step back, it was still, with an almost vicious curse-like aura, towards itself, slowly, approaching.

There was no hope, no despair, but, just like that, almost instinctively, unstoppable, moving towards one's goal.

"The so-called soul is such a thing composed of obsessions, obsessions, and even resentments......

A familiar voice, slowly, sounded in my ears.

A pitch-black figure, at some point, appeared in front of Kazama Yangyu.

That, a long and elegant figure, that way, a familiar and unfamiliar figure.

The low voice, as if it had been asleep for thousands of years, slowly woke up, turned into the softest silk, and slowly wound up.

"One soul surrounds three lives, one soul turns into seven generations, with the king in this life, with the king in the other world......"

There is a wind, gently raised, with a melodious singing, with a reverent chanting.

Kazama's heart contracted suddenly, and then, suddenly, at a frantic speed, it throbbed rapidly.

There is a beautiful face that has penetrated the years, slowly turned sideways, slender eyebrows, with the heroic spirit in memory, and clear spring-like eyes, suddenly dissolved.

“…… ......"

opened his mouth slightly, and in Kazama's mind, the girl named "Xinxin" suddenly flashed, but why, he still couldn't help it, and shouted out this familiar, but unfamiliar name.

In the chaos, there was a strong longing, and in an instant, it came over.

From the cracks of the years, penetrate the dust of reality.

That's it...... It's this girl, it's this, it's called "Moan"......

The dreamy girl I'm chasing......

"Life is forever bound, the world is forever calamity, may this soul be endless, may he have no regrets......"

It's as if it's a love song whispered to the one you love most, and it's as if it's a wish to pray in a whisper to the god you worship the most.

A strange light rose from the girl's body, and there were three streams of green smoke, which floated out slowly, and then, slowly, lingered to the pitch-black whip sword suspended in front of the girl.

The whip sword slowly separated, one by one, slowly, circling and floating around the girl.

The black aura became thicker and thicker, and gradually, the girl's figure was blurred.

I wanted to stretch out my hand, but suddenly a warm liquid dripped onto the back of Kazama's hand.

There was a strong sadness, with a heart-wrenching pain, that quickly struck, as if it was about to gnaw away all the souls.

The wind lifted her long black hair, and in the sun, it reflected a dazzling brilliance.

The girl tilted her head slightly, and then, softly, as if sighing.

"Forbidden Spell: Eternal Soul Catastrophe."

"Don't! Recite! ”

In the distance, there was a hoarse cry of the former voice.

But Kazama just stood dumbfounded, letting the fragments, slide-like images pass by in his memory...... The girl called "Moan" ...... Also, the girl named "Shin Shin" ......

The two memories, just like that, slowly entwined together.

Just like in front of the wind and feathers, the thicker and thicker, black aura gradually entangled, turning into a pitch-black fire lotus, quietly blooming.

Like the fire of infatuation, it burns endlessly.

Then, in an instant, with all the passion and despair, it burned, roared, burst out with the light and heat of all life, and burst out!

collided with the red illusory dragon shadow!

At that moment, time, as if stopped.

All light and darkness are swallowed up at this very moment.

And she is the only brilliance between heaven and earth.

All eyes are focused on that point, on that one, dark, long figure.

There is no sound and no sound is needed.

Black and red, silent in an instant, even fear and trembling are no longer needed.

With the murderous aura of endless resentment, it finally disappeared, and not even a last word was left.

In the silence, there were six colored lights, sweeping in the direction of the up, down, left and right, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A long and poignant figure slowly fell from the sky.

In the dead silence, there was a voice, with a devastating heartbreak, slowly resounding between heaven and earth.

"No ——!!!"

The white wings, which had long been stained with blood, swept out in an instant.

The so-called will, in the final analysis, is nothing more than a slave to memory.

When the two girls in their memories coincided, Kazama and the angel named "Jeremir" finally coincided completely.

I don't remember how I came to Yin's side, Kazama Yangyu is just like that, looking at the girl in his arms stupidly.

His chapped lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't even pronounce a word.

The breath, with difficulty, swelled up, touched his lips, and turned into a howl and a burning pain.

"Na...... Don't cry, don't cry......"

The girl, speaking softly, with difficulty, raised her arms and wiped away the bloodstained tears from her face for the big boy in front of her.

"If you cry and have a face, how can you be a groom......"

"The groom?"

Raising his head in a daze, Kazama wiped the hazy tears on his shoulder, but his vision became even more blurred.

"yes, we said yes...... When you defeat the last dragon king, you will get married......"

Yin smiled slightly, a shy smile appeared on her pale cheeks, and then, her brows suddenly furrowed slightly.

"Is it because I'm dying...... So don't you want me......"

"How ......"

"Then why did you come to slay the dragon together?"

Yin lowered her eyes in disappointment, and a kind of sadness that she had never felt even in the face of death overflowed from her clear spring-like eyes.

The pain, along with the breathing, poured into Kazama's chest.

"I thought I was here to save the world......"

Barely holding back her tears, Kazama's face showed an ugly smile.

"But...... But the moment I saw you, I realized that there is nothing in this world that is more worthy of fighting for one's life than to protect one's beloved......"

"Hey......"

"No...... Aren't you happy......"

"A little bit ......"

"I ...... I'm so stupid, I actually mean ......"

"It's getting a little cunning......"

groaned, sighed heavily, and then, in the eyes that had been smiling, there were suddenly teardrops, and they quickly began to whirl.

"If I say these things at this time, I can't leave properly......

"I don't want you to leave!"

"Ah, ah, I'm going to cry if I say that again...... If you laugh, if you laugh, I can be your bride with a smile all the time, and I will be able to reach the end with a smile all the time......"

Holding back the tears in her eyes, the girl turned her face slightly to the side and looked at the distant sky.

"Now, remember? The place we agreed upon. ”

There, there was a blazing cloud of fire, like a maiden's first love, burning red, as if it was about to drip blood.

Slightly stunned, then nodded heavily, and Kazama fluttered his wings.

The white wings, incarnated into the wind, swept out in an instant, swept towards the brilliant fiery clouds.