Again!

Hatred lingered in Charon's black vertical pupils.

The wave of the huge black touch tube unconsciously increased the frequency.

The black dragon's white flame ablated the ravine's vertical and horizontal eyelids, and it couldn't contain the gaze of reminiscence.

Groups of black-and-gray figures kept flashing in front of him.

The Western Kingdom Janissaries could never return.

Tyranny, killing, fighting, rushing, enslaving!

Charon didn't need to explain to anyone, only the queen's decree could not be disobeyed.

The battlefield guards of the Western Kingdom were all killed for this.

No one will ever come back...... Nothing more!

Don't come back!

The bleak vertical pupils that gradually rose to white stared coldly at the "ball" that had been ejected repeatedly.

It knew he was watching it, it knew he and his hammer couldn't wait.

But so what!

Should Lao Tzu be toyed with by you high-ranking people?

It's just that now, you are not the same mortals who were born by me, and you are playing with them the same?

The layers of ring-shaped sharp teeth in the black dragon's huge mouthparts that were large enough to hold the lake grinded more violently, and countless black-green powders were swept into the depths of the bottomless body, where the king of Nago was waiting.

Big Black Fish, Two Marks, Yu Du, Prince, Divine Iron, Hammer, Nine Seas, Instant .......

You guys, all the high-minded, play here, I'll just want my Praetorian guards to come back.

Charon smiled sadly, but how could the unrecognizable tentacle mouthpiece vent his emotions.

Only the faster and faster game of pinball and the sound of biting around the shadow of the giant tree express the joy of Charon.

The green powder and black wind and sand swept into the invisible depths of Charon's body.

Charon's cold vertical pupils concealed pain that could not be concealed.

How can the black touch tube that destroys and deconstructs everything resist the countervailing annihilation of the source force of creation?

What's more, the hard and poisonous black wind and sand are even more abusive.

Silky silk!

In the invisible darkness, countless black filaments grew on the inner walls of the black catacle.

Spread in immeasurable darkness.

The endless grains of black stone in the black wind and sand, and the eyes of Tephnut that hide the power of creation.

Plus the black filament that barely became an assembly tool.

I don't know how long it took.

A hazy figure rose from the ground.

"I....... I'm back."

The dark green Tephnut Eyes on the black arms of the figure lay down, a faint green glow in the dragon's belly that could not be seen.

The infinite darkness of the surrounding space shows a space that is very different from the outside.

The black figure walked through the black space as if walking in the mud.

Each step was extremely difficult, and each step brought with it countless Tefnut Eyes and dripping blackstone sand.

"There's not enough time. Hurry up. ”

Extremely distorted eyes gleamed in the darkness.

The eye sockets of the eyes are also constantly distorted, and this is what the structural instability looks like.

Charon didn't know why he was obsessed with becoming a human form, the imprisoned soul in a distorted body, that kind of feeling, Charon didn't want to experience, but he was willing to sink forever.

The Western Kingdom Janissaries, well, it's time to come back.

I don't know when.

The distorted and melting figure stopped in front of a shadowy black shadow.

The tall black round shadow, in the spread of green light, was like a heavily guarded soldier.

No one knew that there was such a thing in the belly of the black dragon or the black touch of the world.

Charon approached a tall shadow, his molten dripping fingers caressing it.

"Huh...... Scold...... Scold....... Wow....... Scold....... Heh......."

Low, eerie laughter, mixed with the sound of vomiting, resounded in the space.

There was only a cold dead silence in the space except laughter.

It's completely different from the dragon shadows that rage outside and the pinballs that are repeatedly toyed with.

No one is resigned to fate, including pinball.

"How?"

Asked sullenly about the man curled up in the center of the pinball, back and forth.

Just the hammer that sent out the inquiry, could not wake up the curled figure.

The figure is sleeping, holding the fire and sleeping.

"I....... Be....... Who ......."

The white flame was burning quietly, soaked in black armor and black helmets, a thin layer, no matter the black wind outside the body was raging, bouncing back and forth.

There is no temperature, only ashes.

The sleeping man was twitching incessantly.

Cut all malice.

Stabilize all malice.

Burn all malice.

Why?

I just want to find a home for it and them.

I just want to be with them, out of here, only our place.

Who am I? Unimportant.

The important thing is that I'm going to leave with them.

It's a good world, but it's a pity it's not ours.

The thought of regret, I don't know when, vibrates all around.

The ravaging thoughts of destroying the world and touching the dragon can't be stopped.

Two outrageous thoughts rushed back and forth in this boundless night sky, on the mountains that were rushing for thousands of miles.

The rest was silence.

"Apa! Wake up! ”

Jian Yi's anxious thoughts were transmitted to the little girl through the veins and arms of the tail pipe.

"How....... What's wrong? Jian Yi? ”

The little girl was a little puzzled. The short period of concealment and hiding made the little girl who had undergone a sudden upheaval sleep for a long time.

"Something isn't right!"

The snow-white feather piece was no longer hidden, and the void around the feather piece that had shrunk to the smallest suddenly rose to the maximum!

The black tentacles are no longer hidden.

The cutting rules that ignore the rules of time and space of heaven and earth are gaining momentum.

The notched black in the middle of the feather tube almost swallows up the light around it!

In the entire perimeter of the void, the thoughts of the Great Touch of the World and the Devouring Hammer, in the feeling of Jian Yi, were like a lighthouse that exploded, shooting in all directions, and at the same time not letting go!

It's not just Kenichi!

Mark wrapped in transparent filaments doesn't know how long it has fallen!

Maybe not the fall!

The silk cocoon that was finally thrown away by the black fish wrapped around Mark, protecting him well, floating and wandering in the black storm!

The further you go to the bottom, the bigger the storm!

The wind was strong enough to make Mark's cocoon an untied leaf in the air.

At this time, Mark's heart was painful, but he just threw himself through the transparent cocoon, and Marco saw the ripples of white light in the sky vibrating in all directions!

Two huge ripple centers, one is a black tentacle and hideous figure that obscures a small half of the sky, and the other is simply unspeakable compared to it, but the degree of dazzling is beyond it.

The two ripples not only intermingled and spread in the air, but also collided with each other, setting off boundless whispers!

Yes!

The huge whisper even broke through the cocoon outside Mark's body, suppressing the violent wind around him, which was deafening and made Mark dizzy, and only the Janissary head ring and the cocoon outside made Mark barely support!

What the hell is this!

Mark's somewhat bewildered eyes not only cast their eyes on the sky again.

In the back of the ripples, the invisible huge pillar shadow of the town was there, as well as the faint existence of several huge spaces and tall tree shadows around the pillar shadow.

Mark's last thought before he fell unconscious, is this still, Kamihara?

Whether it was Kamihara or not, Mark had some doubts, but Kenichi knew that this was Kamihara.

True, God, Original!

"Apa! Let's go down! Get ready! ”

Kenichi withdrew the protection of the black scabbard

Undo your own hiding.

The incomparable sword intent is drumming in the black wind and sand!

The snow-white feathers are like an anomaly in this boundless darkness.

It's like someone is the only number in this world.

The veins at the end of the sword enveloped the little girl.

The rules of the notches on the snow-white feathers are compressed to the extreme.

In Jian Yi's only thoughts, I remember someone saying.

Whoever stands in my way, slash!