God descends to sin, especially at the level of Divine Damnation, and if there is no equal force to suppress it, the prop will freely choose the place of arrival and wait for the suitable trialist.

Even though there are various differences in function and appearance, almost all gods descend to sin and abide by the same code, and only judge the trainer once. Success, the trainer will be given strength; If you fail, then you will die.

The azure halo arc spread outward one after another, extending towards the unknown distance.

[The Spear of Time, the moment you touch it, you will be forcibly brought into the enchantment it has mastered for a trial.

The power of time is so strong that the flow of time in the barrier is much faster than that of the outside world.

In a 24-hour cycle, you must survive enough battles to gain the qualification to talk to the sharpshooter;

And in each of these reincarnations, you will have to face those beings who have been imprisoned by the gods, the elves who have survived since the primeval times, be careful, Ming...]

"Is this my opponent?" Ming raised the steel spear horizontally, held the Poké Ball in the other hand, and stared cautiously at the stone statue in front of him.

"Kala, Kala", a stone statue shattered, life revived inside, the flaming dinosaur with its long horns slowly opened its eyes, and its bloodthirsty eyes locked on the young man in the distance.

"Are you going to face the flame spirit in the first game?" Ming smiled bitterly, and casually looked at the hundreds of stone carvings around, "But it's not so difficult if there is one."

"Kara, Kara" Several more stone statues shook, making Ming's expression completely frozen, "It seems that I have a lot of mouth..."

Sparks escaped from the corners of his mouth, and the fire dinosaur took a step forward, ready to attack.

"That's... You don't have to be in such a hurry to fight, right? Ming slowly stepped back and said to the fire dinosaur, "Aren't you prisoners captured by this divine prop?" Why act according to its will? ”

With a wide grin, the fire dinosaur showed an eerie smile, and its white sharp teeth grinded into a harsh noise, probably not accepting the other party's opinion.

"Roar!"

A vortex of flames engulfed the trainer without warning, and the heat mixed with the heat scorched the air, bringing out a hint of charcoal.

"Whew~" spit out a handful of sparks, and the fire dinosaur shook his head disdainfully, dissatisfied with the weakness of his opponent.

"Respect for your opponent is one of the basic morals of a warrior, please keep your head up"

The double-edged cross split the sparks, and the large insect in the rock armor rubbed its sickle claws, looking condescendingly at the burning dinosaur.

Where is that human? The fire dinosaur stared at the primeval armor on guard, looking for some nasty creature.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Ding~" The cold steel gun head reached the back, and the fire dinosaur's heart was cold, and it was difficult to move a bit.

"It seems that the first battle has been won" Ming Yun swept the fire dinosaur in the back and neck with all his strength, smashing the ferocious elf away.

[Ming, the trial of the spear, the end of each reincarnation, everything will be restored. So, you don't have to worry about your body being too badly injured, and you don't have to worry about your body being torn apart by time.

But only remember the things that you must never forget. 】

Absolutely, something that cannot be forgotten?

[Yes, the power of time can easily repair the scars on the body, but it cannot prevent the memory from fading.] People are always easy to forget, not to mention that the trial of the spear cannot end in a short time.

After the years go by, after endless reincarnation, you must not... It became a beast that only knew how to fight, because then... It's also a failure.

Stick to your heart and remember the most important things that you don't want to forget.

This is, in the trial of the sharpshoot... The only way to survive! 】

"What I don't want to forget?" Ming muttered softly, "If you can't avoid the passage of memories, then at least remember Grandpa and..."

The pendant in her hand was opened, and in the photo inside, the girl puffed out her cheeks and smiled strangely, gesturing with a V, and smiling extremely brightly.

If the poem... Wait for me.

Taking a deep breath, the gunman's gaze became more determined, and he walked towards the shattered stone statues in front of him.

One by one, the elves who had been imprisoned by the spear since time immemorial awoke, roaring and roaring, and rushing towards the only human. In addition to the desire to kill, the excitement that originated from the bone marrow was mixed with some other thoughts.

Kill the Trialist's Life and you'll gain... The 'freedom' that was once lost, this is the promise of the sharpshooter to the prisoners.

Negotiations will not be fruitful from the beginning. Some enemies are predestined and cannot be changed.

- The wheel of time is moving fast, and countless days and nights inside are only three months in the outside world.

"Tonight is the school year's festival, what should I do... I haven't practiced much, and the elves are very sluggish."

"Me too, I'm afraid it won't last long like this."

On the street, the trainers were discussing something,

"Hehe, I've cultivated a great skill, try tonight to see if I can make it to the end."

"Gold*Index? You are really ambitious~ But if you encounter a taboo, remember to leave a photo or something, whether it is Senior Yunze or Senior Caesar. ”

"I want Mijo-senpai"

"Ahem~cough~, I'm sorry, as a man, I have a fundamentally different purpose from you"

"Huh?"

"Well, I'm going for Senior Sister Yunlu"

"I knew it~"

"Nasty Boy"

Amid the chatter, no one noticed the extra person on the side of the street.

The blue uniform shirt and black trousers were still new, as if they were the same as they were three months ago, but the tiredness in the silver eyes was like an overloaded machine, ready to break down at any moment.

But even so, the man had no intention of resting, and there was an obsession that supported him.

"Is this the way?" Pressing the corners of his eyebrows slightly, the man walked forward hesitantly, "If... Poetry..., it seems to be the name ... If... Poems..., West Garden... If the poem..."

Following the remaining memories, it took him a long, long time to get to the courtyard... In front of that door.

Raise your arm slightly, but don't rush to knock it down.

"Ruoshi, I'm back...

No, it shouldn't have been long since the outside world.

I can't act too strange to her... will not be happy..."

He patted his cheek, and a pain brought the man to his senses, and when he was ready to knock on the door, he found that the door had been opened backwards, and he was standing in front of... It's a familiar girl.

Aqua blue sundress, bright eyes, emaciated cheeks, a look that is seven or eight points similar to the one in memory,

"Ruoshi?!" The man was very excited, and walked forward quickly, but the girl frowned,

"Hmm... No, you're not... You're not her! The man stopped and muttered, "You're not... You're not Ruoshi, where is she? ”

"What?" The girl asked, looking puzzled,

"Ruoshi... Where..."The man's expression gradually became hazy and out of control... He pulled out a blue spear from his back and pointed it at the girl, and asked, "Let me ask you, where is Ruoshi?!" ”

The body of the gun was only swept, stirring up a gust of wind, forcing the girl to take a few steps back.

The killing intent hidden in the doubt is not a joke.

"Who are you, what's the matter with looking for your sister?" Although the girl was taken by the gun, she still asked calmly.

"I... I... Who is it? Gently stroking the corners of his forehead, the man's killing intent disappeared, "I... I don't remember..."

"Huh, don't you remember?" The girl, or Ruohuan was about to ask, but suddenly remembered something. Sister, the man who can worry about his sister so much, there seems to be only one in his memory. "Ming..."

"Ming...?" The man was confused, as if asking himself and as if he was questioning, and after repeating it several times, he reluctantly confirmed, "It seems that this is my name"

It's only been three months since I saw you, so you made yourself this virtuous, hum~ So sister, your eyes are still so bad. Ruo Huan, who was dissatisfied with this, was about to taunt a few words, but when she saw the blue spear in the man's hand, her face suddenly changed.

God has descended to sin, how can the spear of damnation be in his hands?!

Wait, is he...

Yes, such a long time enchantment trial will eat away at his memory a little bit, no wonder... I don't even remember my name.

"If the poem, if the poem is where?" Ming finally came to his senses from the chaos and said anxiously, "Are you her sister?" I remember, you called... Sludge? I remember Ruoshi mentioned that it could... Take me to her? ”

I almost forgot my name, but I remember everything my sister said. This man is really...

Wan's expression was complicated, but she didn't blame the other party's thoughts, she just said softly,

"Are you sure you're going to see your sister?"

"Of course" Ming couldn't help but have a sense of foreboding when he saw the other party's hesitation, and blurted out, "What's wrong with her?" ”

"Come with me"

A simple room, a secret room behind the wall, there is only a sarcophagus, lying... A woman who has been missing for a long time.

It's still the cyan gauze dress when we met that day, with a smiling face without a little brilliance, and my eyes are closed as if I am having a long dream.

It's just that below the collarbone, there is petrified skin, exuding bursts of death.

"When I met her... She couldn't walk anymore, asked her why she was hurt like this and didn't answer, and... After three hours, he slowly lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know exactly what kind of battles she went through to get to where she was, but as one of the Seven Nobles, my sister's bloodline as the heir of the Three Sages should have protected her from ordinary techniques. ”

"It's... The cannibalization of the power of time..."Ming muttered, how could he not recognize... This sharpshooter is used to affect the surrounding powers?

"How could the poem be by this power... Could it be..."

A fragment of my memory gradually became clear, it was the morning before the trial,

[Now, three bees, can you wait? If the poem... Not yet here]

[Hmm... Is God Strange? I see, let's go over now]

[The position of the sharpshooter has shifted? Heh~ Is it a godsend? 】

"It turned out that there was no luck from the beginning... Heh~ I should have thought of it a long time ago" Ming laughed at himself, his fingers touched the cold cheek, and his heart was like a knife, "The little distance that the spear is offset, fundamentally... It's just that there is a fool who desperately does not want to get it......"

"Why are you so stupid... Without you... What do I want this power for...

I've put so much effort into it, just to stand in front of you..."

The fists were clenched together, and the fingers were deeply involved in the flesh scraping blood, but Ming didn't realize it and couldn't stop... Water stains called tears.

[That was the first time I had seen a man so sad. Listening to him, I can guess... His sister's injuries were caused by him,... This man called 'Ming'.

I wanted to beat him up and slap him a few times to get angry.

But this time, it was surprisingly impossible to do it. Probably because, I can feel, this man... I care more about my foolish sister than I ever thought.

Perhaps, I can understand why my sister... Will do so for him...]

"You... Don't be like this" The expression was too suppressed, and the gray eyes made Wan uncomfortable, and it also prompted her to comfort the man.

"Is there any way to do it?" Ming's voice was extremely hoarse, and the spear in his hand emitted light, but he couldn't extract even a little divine power from Ruoshi's body.

God descends to sin, and once the power of killing is liberated, it cannot be controlled again, even by the god itself.

"Solution...?" Wan muttered, "I've always tried to treat it with 'poison'. Collect toxins and use the power of poison to expel the divine power in my sister's body"

"Poison?" The corners of Ming's eyebrows furrowed, and he quickly stretched out, "Poison can also be used to treat... The result? ”

"It can only delay the speed of the cannibalization of divine power, which is much worse than expected" Wan thought for a while, and said quite discouragedly, "It's a pity that there is not enough time, if there is anything to ensure my sister's vitality, I can also have more time to concoct healing drugs..."

"Keep it... Vitality" Ming pondered for a while and said, "Is it okay to 'Wind Ring Corolla'?" ”

"The wreath of the wind... The treasure of the Sky Royalty? If you have that, you can, but..."Wan muttered, and her face changed dramatically, "It's a treasure that only taboos have permission to apply for, shouldn't you?" ”

"Tonight... Isn't it a school year festival? Ming said lightly, he had just heard... The discussion of those students on the street.

"Tonight? You are crazy?! "Could it be that you think that you can suppress the more than forty trainers on the Gold*Index with your own strength?!" ”

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"Hmm"

The two people who were arguing were silent at the same time, and they saw Ruoshi, who was still asleep, let out a painful scream, and the petrification range of her neck began to expand.

"Hum~" The spear shone brightly, and Ming gripped the blue spear body tightly, pressing it into the ground little by little.

"Huh~" As if feeling a stronger power on the divine device, the petrification speed of Ruoshi's neck gradually slowed down until it came to a standstill.

"Immediately after the school year festival, I applied to the dean for the wind wreath corolla in my name. It's left here, and while it can't be used for treatment, at least it can stop the deterioration. ”

Do you want to leave the sharpshooter behind?

"Hey, you're dying?!" Wan was extremely worried, the trainer who surrendered to God and reduced to sin, this alone was enough to show his ability, maybe now his strength could already fight with those strong people.

But it would be almost impossible to get that forbidden name tonight, let alone drop the spear.

This is the Royal Academy, a place where elites gather, and there is no shortage of... It's a monster!

"I won't die, before I get the name of the taboo," Ming said lightly, "and... I don't call 'hey', remember later... Call me 'brother-in-law'"

"You!" Before he could say anything, the figure disappeared outside the door, leaving only a helpless and annoyed woman. "Another fool, just like my sister, really deserves to be - a natural pair!"

glared fiercely at the sleeping Ruoshi, Wan still sat down, maybe she was too tired, and she always felt that she looked at her sister... It's like you're dreaming about something happy?

With his chin propped up, Wan was not ready to go to the school year festival, and there was a conversation about the sister in the sarcophagus.

"Sister, that man is back, are you satisfied?"

"Looking at him, I can't beat him, and I guess I will have to continue with you in the future."

"Hmph, I don't even want to rest for a while, I'm afraid I'm afraid it's the time enchantment just now, in this state~"

"Sister, if you were still awake, would you persuade him?"

"I've persuaded you... He doesn't listen... Not... Men are brainless."

"Brother-in-law... Hmph, I have the ability to walk back by myself after the school year festival, I'm thinking about it"

Slowly lying on the edge of the sarcophagus, Ruohuan also gradually fell asleep.

She also didn't tell Ming that for three months... The concocted medicine, which had stayed up almost all night, consumed too much of her mind.

At nightfall, the Royal Academy fell into silence for the first time in a long time, and Gain's annual battle attracted the attention of most of the trainers, both teachers and students, who temporarily put aside the affairs at hand and paid attention to... The final battlefield.

"Da, da" gold-patterned uniform and white narrow skirt, blue high heels lightly stepping on the ground to touch the rhythm of the rhythm, the royal dean... Lin Qingtan frowned slightly at the moment, and was saying something to the communicator.

"Dean Lin, there are less than fifty people left on the final battlefield now, and I'm afraid that this time it will end much sooner than expected."

"Has the identity of that 'dark horse' been clarified?"

"It's confirmed, it's a student of the History Academy who has disappeared for nearly three months, Ming"

"Ming?" Qingtan was silent for a while, as if she hadn't heard his name, hmm... Sure enough, it is necessary to confirm it with your own eyes.

After taking the elevator and pressing the top button, Qingtan began to recall some fragmentary information.

In the shrine maiden's prophecy, twins, tyrants, and ghosts have become qualified taboos, and the rest of the parts, except for the 'god son', there are only some slightly weaker existences left.

But even among these trainers, he had never heard his name. Could it be... Miko?

No, the appearance of the Son of God is not in accordance with the prophecy, and...

Well, the last thing that remains may be... Is this kid a 'rough diamond' that even the Twilight Shrine couldn't predict?

It's interesting, it's been a long time since I've seen this special category, a man who can break free from fate...

"Ka ~ Ding", walking up the corridor, the checkpoints in front of Qingtan opened one after another, and soon arrived... Central Observation Room.

"Dean"

"Here comes the dean"

"Hello Dean"

"Dean Lin"

Smiling politely at the twenty or so teachers or directors in the room, Qingtan quickly looked at the screen in front of him,

In the picture that covers most of the walls, a man with a steel spear is facing the black-clothed deacon.

"Dean Lin, two minutes ago, this kid defeated the last man and emptied all the students. Following the predetermined procedure, we immediately released the taboo. ”

"Hmm... I know" Qingtan was noncommittal and looked at the picture quietly.

"Bang~" Heracross, with a big horn, lifted the nut dumbbells, his arms charged and his wings pushed back, and he punched at the elf who was landing.

"Boom!" With a pop, the nut dumbbell sank deep into the ground, but the swaying vines showed that it could continue to fight.

"Tick, tick" Herculos' arm was scarred, probably not a minor injury.

"With this kind of injury, there is no point in continuing to fight," Mijo said to the man in front of him, it was rare to meet a trainer of this level, and if it weren't for the fact that the previous battle had caused him to lose more than half of the elves, maybe he would not be able to control the situation now.

"Words of defense... I'm not as good as you," Ming gasped slightly with a steel spear in hand, "but... If you attack, I'm stronger! ”

"Bang" Heracross, flew back to Ming's side and rested a little.

[Imperial Castle, withdraw from the battle. 】

"Dean?" The command sounded in his ears, and Yucheng was stunned, but he didn't ask the reason, and after answering, he withdrew the elf and slowly retreated backwards.

At the same time, everyone in the central observation room was also quite puzzled, obviously the imperial city seemed to have some upper hand, why...

However, before they could continue to think, the dean switched channels and spoke.

"Caesar, Yunlu, Yunze... The battle below is taken over by you, and there is no need to limit the strength, understand? ”

“...”

"Yes*2"

Putting down the communicator, the corners of Qingtan's mouth slowly curved, looking at the trainer resting on the spear in the picture. Let me see where your bottom line is.

"Huh~" The dead night, leaving only a trace of cold wind blowing in his ears, Ming slowly opened his eyes, pulled out the steel spear little by little, and divided it into two from the center, and pointed at the tip of the spear respectively... Two trainers who just appeared.

Blue tops and blue denim, the god-like sisters and brothers have outstanding looks, but there is a slight difference between the hair color and the jewelry on the wrists.

"Blue Painted Yunlu"

"Blue Painted Clouds"

The two of them only briefly introduced themselves, and did not continue to say more.

"Ming" threw a spear at Yunlu, and Ming accelerated towards Yunze on the other side with Heracros's heavy punch, and stabbed down with the spear with seven points of strength.

"Ding" Yunlu didn't move his position, but the blue light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and the oncoming spear seemed to hit an invisible wall and flew out.

But that's just it, after Yun Lu eliminated the attack, he didn't continue to move, quietly watching the battle between the spearman and his younger brother, like an outsider.

Not going to meddle? Ming in the distance frowned, but he still didn't let his guard down.

"My sister won't make a move, after all, you have already consumed a lot of physical strength before." Yun Ze dodged a blow and stabbed straight and said. "That's what we gave you... Finally, 'fair'. ”

"Bang" The handle of the gun hit the ground hard, Ming stopped his movements and smiled, "I see... The taboo 'twins' are really impeccable.

You know... I've been looking forward to fighting you..."

"Looking forward to it?" Yun Ze subconsciously thought that the other party's mood was the same as that of most juniors. Because of the name of 'taboo', the new life is longing.

"No, it's not because of the word taboo" Ming took a deep breath, and a look of remembrance appeared in his eyes, "Someone once told me that in this world... There are some very talented trainers who... Born to exist to stand on the highest point.

For example... Dominating one... Pure attribute constitution"

"Really?" Yun Ze didn't say anything, but he didn't continue to attack, because his instincts told him that the trainer in front of him seemed to be preparing something.

"I don't have much talent, but I want to try" slowly adjusted his breathing, holding the gun in both hands, "With the acquired penance, can I smooth out the innate gap"

"Snort", the stainless steel spear is dyed with dark yellow fighting energy, this kind of power Yun Ze is no stranger, the attribute - 'Dou'!

"Borrow the power of the elves?" Dozens of meters away, Yunlu was able to clearly 'see' the connection between Heracrosss and the spearman with her spiritual power, "Is it the reverse use of the lost combat technique?" ”

The tip of the spear shattered and flew into the stone blade, destroying all the objects it touched, as if the air had been pierced, and the powerful 'fighting' weapon forced Yun Ze to retreat again and again, and it was difficult to have extra movements and thoughts.

Taboo, suppression!

"This is really an amazing battle" In the central observation room, many teachers praised it, "Being able to force Yun Ze to this extent, this 'Ming'..."

"It takes a hundred days for a knife to make, and a gun for a thousand days. To be able to use the gun so skillfully, and perfectly integrate the attribute power of the elves, it seems that he has spent a lot of time. ”

"Why haven't you heard of this person before?"

"Hidden strength? Right under our noses? ”

Listening to the teachers' discussions, Qing Tan chuckled, it may be possible to deceive a teacher, but if you want to deceive all the teachers and directors in the academy... It requires forbidden powers, almost to the realm of 'gods'.

In other words, he got this power in three months, and he... With the words of a gun ... Wait, could it be... God descends to sin!

Carefully observing the spearman in the picture, Qing Tan did not find a shadow of the divine tool.

Did you guess wrong? Or is it not carried at all?

Forget it, if you want to hide the artifact in front of Yun Ze... Let's just suffer the hardships.

"Bang~" As the dean thought, Yun Ze in the picture adapted to the gunner's attack a little bit, and even dodged the killer blow in advance many times, relying on... The superpower skill 'Teleportation'.

After the blue light and shadow, Yun Ze appeared a meter away, just avoiding the shadow of the gun.

"Phew, can the elves borrow their power before they are released?" Ming's afterglow swept over the red sphere on Yun Ze's waist, and he quickly understood.

Still, will it be that simple?

Reflexively swept the body of the spear, widening the distance between him and Yun Ze, and before the opponent could stop, Ming threw the spear violently!

"Whew!" The strong wind hit, but Yun Ze didn't have time to move, and the power of Gain's gun suppressed the life inside the Poké Ball. You can't go wrong, this power...'worm attribute'!

"Bang hiss~" The tip of the gun broke through the ground, trembling slightly before it stopped,

"Drip~click" blood beads flew down, and a hole was split on the shoulder of Yun Ze's shirt, and the blood stains were colorful.

"You can't even hit hard like this," Ming smiled bitterly, "Is it because 'Light Illusion' can also use 'Teleportation'?" ”

"The elf is suppressed, so I can only rely on myself" Yun Ze said softly, and the wound on his right shoulder healed on its own little by little...

The Poké Ball in his hand slowly opened, and Yun Ze ended the tentative process, ready to end the battle.

"Snap" has an extra palm on his shoulder to restrain Yun Ze's movements.

"There is only one chance, and I should take over the battle", the man in a white Western-style uniform, who seems to be elegant, has an unquestionable domineering, and his tone does not fluctuate as if it is an order.

"It's not good to meddle in other people's battles," Yun Ze said slowly, "Caesar"

"The Dean wants the battle to end as soon as possible, doesn't he?" Caesar said lightly, "Then it's more appropriate for me to do it."

"Hmm" mentioning the dean's words, Yun Ze also had to compromise, and handed a 'be careful' look to Chao Ming, Yun Ze slowly walked towards his sister, it seemed that he had given up the fight.

Slowly drawing the steel spear, Caesar threw himself back at Ming in the same way,

Can't hide?! The brute force that is superior to the edge of the gun drives the spear forward, but the weakened Ming finds that he has lost the power to dodge,

"Hiss~bang" The head of the gun slammed into the ground, blasting out a small crater, and the heart was relieved, just in time to meet Caesar's four-finger upward gesture.

"Attack it and try it"

was underestimated~ Ming shook his head, his eyes sharpened and sharpened, "Heracross!" ”

The strong hornworm fluttered its wings and flew towards its opponent.

"Huh~huh" The heavy punch seemed to hit a layer of steel, and Heracrosss snorted, only to find the flame porcupine standing in front of him at some point.

The hammer-like arms, the flame-like mane, and the dark golden lines on the strong body were like flames, and the Yanwu King grinned, and the white fangs exuded a cold glow.

"Flame Hammer!"

The flaming fist slammed into Heracross's head, causing a sharp pain that completely robbed it of consciousness.

"Next"

In the central conference room, many teachers heard Caesar's voice very clearly.

"Sure enough, Yun Ze is still too kind"

"Don't say that, everyone is like Caesar, and our days are sad."

"Heh ~ empathize"

"Yun Ze's temper is good, if you change the demon pity... I'm afraid I just got into a fight with Caesar, right? ”

"Don't mention her, she still has a headache"

"You guy"

The teachers discussed topics of interest and paid little attention to the pictures. Guy knew that the gunmen had come to an end here.

"Drop~" The communicator sounded, and Qing Tan, who was thinking, said softly, "What's the matter?" ”

"Dean Lin..."

Listening quietly, Qingtan's gaze became incomprehensible,

"So that's it... I see, send the 'Wind Ring Corolla' over... Hurry"

"Okay"

"Dean Lin, what's wrong?" The teachers and directors around him noticed the dean's excited expression and asked.

"Nothing... I just heard an interesting news" Continuing to pay attention to the screen, Qingtan said softly.

It seems that the battle is not over yet.

A few minutes later, at the door of a certain courtyard, the girl ushered in a familiar guest,

"Chihiro-sensei?" Ruohuan was quite surprised, "Why are you here?" ”

"En" Chihiro responded, her face was quite ugly, "You didn't participate in the school year festival?" ”

"This~" Wan scratched her cheek and was thinking about how to answer,

"I'll send something" sighed, and Chihiro didn't pursue anything anymore, handing out the box in her arms, "This is the treasure you need"

"Hmm, I'll take a look" opened the box gently, her eyes widened, and her eyes couldn't leave the cyan gold-rimmed corolla, "Wind Ring Corolla?!" ”

The silence was followed by great excitement, and Wan even forgot to say hello to the teacher and ran into the room.

"Sister!" Hurriedly came to the sarcophagus, calmed down her rapid breathing a few times, and slowly took out the flower crown and brought it to the sleeping Ruoshi.

"Hiss~" The pale cyan shimmer shone, and the petrified skin under Ruoshi's neck faded to a normal color, and her complexion also recovered a lot. The only regret is probably that he is still asleep.

"The wreath of the wind ring, as long as it is still alive, can save the wearer's last life," Chihiro came behind Wan at some point and said, "Remember, if you bring this corolla, you can't take it off." ”

"Know... I know" was taken aback by the teacher, slapped his chest and stuck out the tip of his tongue and said,

"You..." Chihiro, who knew more about the student's temper, shook her head, but didn't say anything more.

Probably the crisis has passed, Wan seemed to remember something, and asked,

"Teacher, how is he?"

"Him?" Following the student's gaze to the blue spear, Chihiro quickly understood what the other party meant, and opened her mouth but didn't say anything.

Keen to perceive something, a strong uneasiness arose in Huan's heart.

"Hum, hum" In the silent room, the spear suddenly vibrated and made a mournful sound.

"Wan, come to the teacher" Chihiro said with a frown.

There was no time to move, and the spear was cut off the ground, but it did not lose its last control.

As if struggling for a long time, the sharpshooter finally fell back to the ground and lay in the sarcophagus, beside the girl.

"It's...?" Wan muttered, then suddenly, then fell silent, her eyes moistened.

【Inverse... Just stay here],

"The Divine Apparatus... Is it following his will? Wan muttered to the stilled sharpshooter.

"Lou" patted the student's shoulder, and Chihiro comforted.

"Teacher, I... I'm so useless" threw herself into the teacher's arms and sobbed, "I can't help at all"

"Ding~" The moment when no one paid attention, inside the sarcophagus... A little crystal condensed from the corner of the girl's eyes, and slowly flowed... Dripping down on the blue gun.

- Central Observation Room,

After waiting for a long time, Qing Tan sighed, and watched in disappointment as the spearman on the screen was blown away by the blow of King Yanwu.

It seems that he has ended here. 、

Well, it would be nice to be able to do it to this extent after all... Yes, this is probably the limit.

"Dean Lin!"

"Huh?" Qingtan turned around and looked at the technician who was operating the instrument,

"Eventually, something is falling rapidly over the battlefield!"

"Oh? Enlarge image"

"Yes!"

Juxtaposed with the battlefield image, a blue comet appears in the smaller picture.

"Cough~" At this time, Ming had been grabbed by King Yanwu's neck,

"You... I'm disappointed," and instead of fighting as expected, Caesar said, "Forget it... King Yanwu... Whatever you want."

"Huh" sparks flew, Yanwu King laughed fiercely, counted his answer, and slowly increased the strength of his wrist.

Seemingly... It's over...

Breathing became more and more difficult, and Ming's consciousness was blurred a little... Until...

"Boom!"

The blue light descended with immense power, and the scattered shockwave forced the Yanwu King to give up the trainer in his hand and retreat again and again.

"Huh?" Caesar, who was just about to leave, stopped and turned around slowly...

"Buzz~" The whole body is crystal clear, and the spear body is as bright as a blue diamond standing in front of the inscription.

"Reverse? How could it be..."Barely standing up with his hands supporting his body, Ming suddenly found a little crystal on the body of the gun, and couldn't help but reach out and take it.

Warm tears shattered, turned into stars and fell, that glorious... As if regrouping a vague figure, he gently hugged Ming from behind and whispered in his ear.

【Xiao Ming... Come on...]

"If... Poem... Clenching his fists, Ming did not look back, but slowly grabbed the blue spear body.

"Hiss~hey" dark blue arc of light extends out, covering the sky and the earth.

"Huh?" In the distance, Yun Ze and Yun Lu glanced at each other, their eyes slowly solemnizing.

"New power?" Even if he was captured by the power of time, Caesar was still calm,

Time artifact, a poke ball on both sides of the gun head slowly opened,

[The divine veins fall into the feathers, above the clouds; Blood pact divine servant, supreme accumulation; Twilight Sixteen Nights, there is no last resort; The heirs of the three sages are hard to be sharp; Pure attribute physique, dominating one side;

They deserve the word 'talent'. 】

Do you want to compete with them? From a different starting point? 】

[It's difficult, but there's a chance. 】

Grandpa, I've seized that opportunity.....

[Well, I believe... One day, Xiao Ming will become a great trainer. 】

[Xiao Ming won't lie to me, come on... You're going to win! 】

"I... I won't lose..."Ming wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth and slowly raised the spear,

On the sharp edge of the spear, a blazing sun pulsated like a heart, and the six-winged flame moth was faintly visible in it.

"Really?" The cloth on Caesar's arm charred and disappeared, revealing red gold streaks, and the escaping flame qi flowed into the body of the Yanwu King, condensing into three golden rings of flames.

"Hmph~snort!" King Yanwu kicked the ground heavily, rushing forward with a strong flame aura, opening a deep corridor.

The spear pressed down, and the flameball from the spear was completely liberated, facing the Yanwu King.

"Lost Battle Skill - Sun God (Yan Wang Jin)!"

"Boom~boom" The pillar of flame light rose, scorching everything as far as the eye could see.