The dark cracks suddenly changed, and the original large cavity closed, and instead opened in front of the previous boy's flight path.

- Some kind of pulsating like a dormant beast slowly revives, and the swollen breath escapes, like a scorching wave of air, and as if it breathes with the smell of sulfur.

The inner "it" looked indifferently at the outside world.

Immediately after, the breath of the Dragon King, which was almost twice as terrifying as Fang Cai, erupted again, and rushed straight at the oncoming Kamijo Dangma! It is conceivable that even if Shangjo Dangma blocks it with his right hand in time, but there is nowhere to focus in mid-air, he will inevitably be pushed out by this blow and go out hundreds of meters away, turning into a pool of bloody and blurred mosaics!

At that moment, it was as if he had heard someone's shout.

At the same time, the "Witch Hunter" also came to the front of the hedgehog head again and became his shield.

Although the flame figure was defeated in the next moment, it was enough for the other person to react, and the "saint" girl stepped on the taut tightrope without hesitation, and flew up at a faster speed, trying to use her own body to help the hedgehog-headed boy who should not be involved in this matter block the blow.

She was ready to liberate the "stigma", but she was also mentally prepared for the impossibility of stopping it. After all, there is nowhere to borrow power in the air, and even if the "only flash" is released, the power will be greatly reduced.

I didn't expect that under the control of the "automatic secretary", Intix, who performed three magic spells at the same time, could be as accurate and deadly as a scalpel, and directly changed the position of the "Dragon King's Sigh" on the basis of the "St. George's Domain".

With such a precise micro-manipulation, even Steele, who was proficient in fire magic at the age of fourteen and developed six rune characters with new powers on his own, could not have reached it.

Not to mention that in everyone's inherent impression, there is no possibility of Intex who can perform magic at all.

Therefore, the impact and consequences of such a sudden are simply fatal!

“……！！”

Mu Xiu only felt that one thing in his head suddenly broke, which was the string called reason.

Although he does not say that as long as he has made up his mind, he must do it, and no one can change his mind. But just now, the boy was thrown out by him as a flying prop, if something really went wrong...... No, there is absolutely no room for problems!!

He is not an upright person, and he is not even a "hypocrite" who laughs at himself, but he also has his own bottom line and persistence.

That teenager's life should never have been ended here, let alone because of himself...... No matter who it is, there will always be some bottom line that they have to stick to no matter what, or things that they can't accept anyway, and they would rather die than lose in these aspects.

So in just an instant, Mu Xiu's eyes had completely lost focus, and his body had been controlled by unconscious instincts, and then "he" acted.

I didn't have time to develop my calculations, I didn't have time to calculate formulas, I didn't have time to use any powerful skills...... It was just the most primitive and instinctive force pushing, allowing Mu Xiu to step directly on the ground into a crater-like depression!

The majestic riot air flow exploded like a huge typhoon, almost making everyone unable to open their eyes.

Shangjo Danma vaguely saw a terrifying figure stepping into the air, stomping on the air and bursting, blooming a circle of qi waves visible to the naked eye. Then, the figure rushed directly and violently forward at the faster speed of the tearing sound, pushing the divine crack out of the air, and crashing into the dragon king's sighing magic one step faster!

The roar of the beast is not understandable to humans!

But then......

The cold red meteor became violent, as if it was about to shatter the entire world, and the huge pillar of light and the pitch-black crack in front of Kamijo disappeared in an instant. The light was gone, the sound was gone, and the terrifying beast roar came to an abrupt end!

The wind died, the sound died, and the whole world seemed to fall silent, and everything around was rapidly fading away.

Heaven and earth are silent, and all things are still.

As if the rain had passed and the sky was clear, Kamijo Danma also bumped into Intix less than a second later, and instinctively smashed the two magic arrays with his right hand!

The next moment, he and Intix directly lost all the blessings of their strength, and suddenly fell from a height of seven or eight meters, and were very embarrassed to be caught by the god crack fire weaving who had just gotten up, but the huge gravitational acceleration still made the three of them fall on the ruins, and collapsed on the pile of rubble in embarrassment.

- Police ...... Tell...... Ultimately...... Chapter...... Clause...... Zero – "Collar" Gets Fatal ...... Destruction...... Unable...... Regeneration...... Destroy ......"

Lying in the arms of the god Cracked Fire Weaving, he was intermittently unable to finish the sentence, and then, like a completely dead robot, Intix's mouth with a crooked head no longer made any sound.

When Shangjo was frightened, the powerful impact still made him feel that his eyes were shining, and he lay on the gravel pile for a long time without being able to catch his breath. But as soon as he regained his normal ability to think, he immediately jumped up as if he had been electrocuted, and looked around frantically.

The pillars of light vanished, the magic array vanished, and the pitch-black cracks that stretched to all corners of the vicinity disappeared as if they had been erased by an eraser.

But someone wasn't there, even Steele was already around.

"Wait, where's the manager...... Where is he? Shouldn't it be to find Teacher Xiaomeng? ”

The previous scene involuntarily flashed in his mind, and in an instant, the cells in his body trembled, as if even thinking was stagnant and frozen. Kamijo Danma felt his body freeze almost completely, and subconsciously asked the person next to him for answers.

He grinned, trying to make as much joke as he could, but his expression was even uglier than crying.

“……”

At the last moment, she was pushed away before she could even resist it, and her face seemed to be distorted by pain. However, in fact, it was the smell of blood and the gradual haze of consciousness that reminded her of distant memories.

Again, it's all God's fault.

Why is it that only a part of the population is happy?

Why do the unchosen have to go to hell?

God Crack has always been the one who has been "chosen". However, such a result has created a way for the people around you to "choose".

When the plane in which the company was flying fell, the crack survived, but the others lost their lives. When God Crack was killed and sniped with a gun, the bullet missed, but the off-track bullet pierced the others. When the bomb destroyed the room where the crack was located, several people stacked on top of the crack, blocking the impact, including children under the age of ten......

The people who weren't chosen until the end laughed happily when they saw the crack.

"Ahh

"As long as you're okay."

They spoke, and squeezed out their last strength, reaching out to ** the young god's head, comforting the tearful god's face.

Then he closed his eyes with a happy expression, and his hand gradually lost its strength......

All of this is the fault of God's split.

God must have missed when assigning "luck". Therefore, people like Godcrack, who are not strong at all, are especially favored, and countless people have endured the suffering in her place.

"I'm sorry ......"

The girl, one of the less than twenty "saints" in the world, burst into tears again as she had when she was a child, and she lowered her head and said softly, "He crashed into that crack...... Moreover, there was no way back. ”

……

……

There are no doors, no stairs, no elevators, and no walkways.

"Guiding death, even the power of magic attacks can kill directly, those eyes...... It's like Balor, the king of the Fermors in Celtic mythology. ”

In the center of the room, a human in a green surgical gown slowly opened his eyes, suspended in the liquid of a giant test tube.

"Perhaps, as long as time passes, it may not be impossible to classify all too conceptual things such as atmosphere, will, and time directly into things that can be killed, and in a sense not inferior to fantasy killers, which can be described as a more terrifying power than most mythological gods."

"It's just a pity you're a step slower, Aresta. Now that he has completely disappeared from this world, that kind of unprecedented power is somewhat similar to a fantasy killer, but you don't know the truth about it, and you can't specifically recruit it again. ”

The female voice that sounded in the room seemed to have a sense of schadenfreude in her words at this moment.

"yes, it's a pity that it's a step too late...... there's no regret on Aresta's face, "But, Ivus, are you sure he's really gone completely?" ”

"There is nothing left, not even an atom no longer exists in this world, and it is estimated that all the elements of existence have been destroyed by the dragon of St. George, right? But someone is probably going to be unlucky, because it seems to be the end of the same fate, the dragon of St. George...... It seems that he was also killed. ”

Ivus replied lightly.

From today onwards, the magic of the "Dragonlord's Sigh" will become an important record in the history of magic, because it really only exists in history.

Aresta had a strange expression on his face, as if he didn't agree with what he was saying, but he didn't continue to speak, and peace returned to the huge room.

But the storm that shook the world had just begun to spread and sweep out of the Far Eastern island country as the center.

……

……

In the dark and lightless ocean, the existence named Mu Xiu fell silently downward, but it never ended.

Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's billions of years, and even thinking seems to have come to a standstill in this state. Therefore, he can only maintain the perception that he does not know whether it exists, but he cannot think, quietly observing the things similar to time in this sea of nothingness.

As natural as flow, as ugly as corruption, only time can be observed, because only time can be observed.

Extremely calm, extremely longing.

Very stable and very satisfied.

This silent ocean cannot be understood, but here it is perfect to simply "exist". This is a world that only the dead can reach, and the living cannot observe.

Because he couldn't even think, Mu Xiu didn't know what he saw, heard, touched, or perceived...... He seemed to have been here for a long, long time since he fell into this place, and it was as if he had never left this place, and there were vague fragments that he only thought was a vague dream.

I kept my eyes on the distance, but I couldn't see anything.

Waited for something, but couldn't see anything.

Only one last thought has never been erased—

Don't want to die.

Don't want to die anyway.

Never, never, don't fall into this place forever!

"It's dawn...... It's time to part. Even this murmur was like a dream, "I am an illusion that cannot exist here, but I do leave something behind." ”

Mu Xiu couldn't even tell whether this murmur was made by himself or someone else, and he didn't leave any meaningful memory.

Because he couldn't help but look away, just to lighten the irritation of those harsh colors a little.

…… He woke up.