In front of the churning blood and fire again, the sword-wielding man turned his gaze to the side, the blazing air overwhelmed her, and the red dissipated from her pupils, choking on the black smoke and fire that made her want to cough.

Not far away, the musculature of the scattered corpses had not stopped beating, and the black-brown and bright red blood was on the verge of coagulation, and the unknown tissue fluid was constantly gathering in it, and the fishy stickiness compressed every inch of her skin.

The dark mixture of liquid overflowed from the cracks in the ground near his feet, and in a short time it soaked the land, and the sword in his hand hung down weakly, and the tip of the sword touched the blood-stained earth, trembling slightly, full of excitement and ecstasy.

A crimson pattern appeared on his right arm, and as the trembling of the great sword became clearer, his eyes gradually lost his head and stared at the dark moon shrouded in a gloomy and strange atmosphere.

The man's hand slowly passed towards her at this time, and the godless eyes gradually focused on the hand in front of him.

What beautiful hands.

People can't help but feel the urge to hold it, and she really did.

I didn't want to go on like this, it should be a happy thing to have power, she thought to herself when she held that hand.

A warm touch came from his hand, and everything gloomy faded in an instant.

See the moon through the clouds.

The big sword gradually stopped trembling, and there was no trace of arrogance in the steady fluctuations, and the stars and red colors faintly appeared on the sword body, and the gradually emerging flames flashed with bright light.

She looked up, met by clear eyes.

It's not the legendary Jeremiel, who doesn't have shining six wings, and she doesn't look like the noble Nanna, she is slightly surprised, isn't it up to the gods to save the world?

The man's expression was as usual, and if he wanted to laugh, he must also have the power to melt snow and ice.

"It's my father. ”

The shattered memories were slowly pieced together, and the image of the owner of this warm palm gradually became clear.

The crimson pattern faded, and the man draped his black coat over her shoulders to cover her slightly tattered shirt and the fine scars around her body.

"This title is starting to feel less like your armor and more like a weakness. ”

The man sniffed the cloudy breath in the air, and his nose wrinkled slightly.

"In the future, your code name is cremation. ”

"Doesn't that name seem even more brutal? ”

"What's so brutal about this, isn't cremation much more romantic than Crimson Shadow? ”

The man smiled softly, and the terrifying mixture of liquid on the ground stopped spreading in the fluctuations of his emitted power.

"If you can, people who have successfully completed their lives should scatter their ashes in their favorite places, whether in the sea or in the mountains. ”

"The happiness you seek is more common than I imagined. ”

"I've always been a simple person. ”

He picked up a stick of Peace from the tin box he carried and lit it to his mouth, and the flint and steel rubbed a trace of spark in the air.

"The code name has been changed, and you are not allowed to use this ability anymore. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Even if it's a crisis situation, you can't use it. ”

"Hmm. ”

"You have to report your health at all times. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Let's go. ”

The man took her hand again, and the smoke made her want to cough again.

"Hmm. ”

They walked out into the night behind them, their slow pace surprisingly fast, and vanished in an instant.

An Yiran was about to faint in a hurry.

He felt more and more that he was really a dead star, and that it would never end well if he had anything to do with him.

It's okay to be chased and intercepted by chaotic monsters, and it's okay if he's in danger alone.

But at this time, God seems to be very good to him, as if he is standing in front of the bridge with half a foot, and Meng Po, who is ready to serve the soup, will say to him, young man, our Hades are afraid that you will be alone on the road, and catch someone to accompany you, if you can pass this pass, you will turn around and go back, and if you can't pass, you will cross the bridge as soon as possible, and the soup is still hot.

What are you kidding?

He saw Lin Xiaojia's lips and moved slightly towards himself.

If your lips are not misunderstood, it should be two words.

"Run. ”

Where to run away? Elevator?

He shook his head hard, and it was obvious that he shouldn't be thinking about running away now.

Still unable to move, he looked at Lin Xiaojia from a distance, and the scorching heat wave brought by the high temperature spread rapidly from her center again, but unlike before, this time the energy she diffused was as viscous and suppressed as blood, making him feel a nausea urge in his chest.

What the hell is she trying to do!

What has become of her body, doesn't this girl have a little self-consciousness in her heart! After using it once before, she was weak and became like that, An Yiran is not blind, even if she is a little white and observant, it is still no problem.

What kind of fluctuation is this? He had never seen Lin Xiaojia release such a suppressed ability, not so much as pressure, that kind of churning fishy aura could already be described as evil.

A crimson pattern appeared on her arm, and from a distance, it looked like her entire arm was instantly dripping with blood.

The pure red made him suddenly think of the picture he had dreamed of.

It is like a figure standing with a sword, almost physical blood, the red and scorched black earth, facing Lin Xiaojia who is waving the red king in the face of the roaring corpses, and Lin Xiaojia who is lost and asks for help from him.

It is the beginning of fire and sword, but it is full of blood and destruction.

So what can you do?

The self in my head is like wearing a mask, singing loudly to my helpless self in reality, what else can you do?

He often said to himself that it is better to act on the scene than to sit back and wait, even if the play is good.

"Want to do it?"

The voice that suddenly sounded in his ears didn't look like his own voice, but there was no second person in the audience who was so close to him.

"I'm going to save her! If she goes on like this, she won't be killed by the kingdom, and she will have to be killed by herself!"

Completely hallucinating, the conversation between oneself and oneself is simply self-talking, which usually appears in the instinct of a dying or heartless person.

"Then go. ”

"Can I really do it!"

He wanted to answer himself that a man couldn't say no, but he didn't seem qualified to say that because he was imprisoned by the hurricane.

"I can. ”

This sentence came to my ears again, although I suspected that all this was self-soothing from the body's instinct, but the inexplicable energy that kept surging into the body gradually dispelled the doubt.

Everything in his eyes gradually became cloudy, and the whites of his eyes were gradually shrouded in transparent darkness, which at first glance looked as terrifying as the bottomless eye sockets of a skeleton, and the deeper darkness slowly expanded in his pupils.

Not only the space around him, but also his own body, kept repeating the distorted images of fragmentation and reorganization in the mutation.

The wind elemental that imprisoned his limbs and was still attacking was absorbed by his unbroken and flickering body, and An Yiran, who was out of control, slowly stood on the ground in front of him, and the wild suction power quietly spread between the disappearance of the wind elemental origin.

Lin Xiaojia withdrew her gaze to look at An Yiran, and a stronger red color once again covered her eyes, ignoring the needle prick approaching her chest, and her gaze gradually lost her concentration stared directly at Wang Guo's eyes.

"Blood abyss. ”

The Red King slowly trembled again in the soft call of the master, and a thicker bloody aura permeated the sword body, the flames did not spread all over the wide sword body as usual, and the big sword that flashed with cold light began to frantically absorb the blood qi in the air, and the crack formed by the tip of the sword inserted into the ground gradually spread, and the restless Red King seemed to be about to break through the ground at any time.

"Hahahaha!

The kingdom laughed in a delicate voice, and the elemental origin continued to release energy to block the blood qi that diffused.

"The prey's dying show is beautiful, but it's too late!"

Her little hand was lightly clenched, and the slowly approaching needle prick instantly exerted force, stabbing at Lin Xiaojia, who was close at a young age.

At this time, Lin Xiaojia had already ignored this fatal blow, and just tried his best to maintain the release of his ability, and the Red King was already floating in mid-air as if he had absorbed his blood, and the dark red sword body was oozing wild energy fluctuations, just waiting for the master's order.

It only takes a second for the spikes to shoot into her heart, and so does she.

Even if he loses, at least he must drag the enemy on the opposite side to his death, so that the kid can have a chance to escape.

She didn't even have a trace of sadness when she made this decision, it was like a random decision in her daily life, and so was the opening of this long-sealed forbidden energy, quick and decisive, she had always been able to achieve the two in one.

"I broke my word, father. ”

She nodded slowly at the man in the night, and in fact she did keep her promise for a long time after that.

"Blood Abyss, Release!"

The clear voice came out, the blood in the sky seemed to be about to swell to burst, and the red king, who trembled to the extreme, let out a wail, and took the lead in sounding the top note of the swan song, the dense acupuncture bush was only a few centimeters away from his skin, Lin Xiaojia's distracted eyes were even darker, and the corners of his mouth rose in a self-deprecating arc.

The smile quickly froze.

The figure in front of him rushed out faster than the speed of the pinprick flight.

She didn't see An Yiran's movement track at all, he was like a ghost in front of Lin Xiaojia in an instant, his back to her body and squeezed her body towards the wall behind her.

The zero-distance physical contact made her already godless eyes recover instantly, the sticky blood in the air instantly dissipated, and the Red King, who was about to explode, lost his urge, and with a loud bang, slammed on the floor tiles.

"You!"

He was so close that Lin Xiaojia was squeezed and almost out of breath, she was close to An Yiran's back, and the warm breath made her face instantly swell with a crimson that dissipated in an instant.

"You're going to die!"

She pushed An Yiran forward and reached out to stroke the back of his heart.

A sharp touch came from between her fingers, and her heart sank suddenly, looking at the source of the touch between her fingers.

Dense needles shot in from An Yiran's chest, and the needles condensed by the origin of the earth element pierced through his body, and the spikes about twenty centimeters long did not stop advancing until the sharp points peeked out behind him.

"An Yiran!"

She had stopped releasing her flesh and called his name in a voice that could no longer be calm, anxiety was once a taboo on the battlefield for her, but calm as she was at the moment, but it was inevitable that she would commit a taboo.

"You idiot!"

She bit her lip so hard that a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and she couldn't feel the wound in her body, and the figure of the boy standing motionless in front of her was like a mountain, slamming into the most vulnerable corner of her heart.

"Don't touch her. ”