The black water that poured into the peninsula roared and rushed over the land, and it was clear from a high point that although they were flooding their surroundings without distinguishing from each other, they had a clear purpose in the direction of the flow. They resemble arrows drawn on a map, coming from the shore, taking different routes towards the place where the Saya supermer is. The huge Saya's three pairs of wings behind her were suspended in mid-air, her volume was so huge and heavy, in terms of common sense, those three pairs of wings were not enough to provide buoyancy for ascent, but even without considering the power that the "wings" could provide under normal circumstances, the high-speed vibration of the wings themselves had already set off a huge storm, and this violent air flow made everything near it blurred and distorted, making people feel that this violent air flow was what really made it float in the air.

The black water gushing from the ground wrapped around Saya's ankles, and the black water that stretched across the sky fell head-on, twisting Saya's neck, and a huge wave of black water rose from behind, grabbing Saya's hands. The Four Heavenly Courtyard Coconut stood farther away at the tip of the wind and waves, and under her control, the black water also tried to pounce on Saya's wings, but was immediately torn apart by the impact of the high-speed vibration. Even if he tried every possible means to grab Saya's limbs, he couldn't complete the strangulation, and even the effect of imprisoning his movement was not obvious.

Ignoring the black water wrapped around her body, Saya waved her hands and released the spores, and the flesh that the black water tore off on her body was also trying to erode the black water in reverse. The battle on their side was so fierce that one didn't want to get involved, but even when the black water, spores, and alienated flesh were swept away by the impact to a great distance from the main body, the erosion and anti-erosion did not stop. As far as I could see, the black water was absorbed by the alienated flesh, causing the flesh to swell, and the alienated flesh was soaked in the black water, dissolved in the soaking, and the spores fell into the black water. The fleshy flowers bloomed, and then the veins of the stems and petals were soaked in black water, dyeing the whole body black, and then turning into black water in a black state, and so on and so on, the scene was capricious, and it was completely different from the changes that occurred when all three fell on Father Edward's demon in disguise.

Just as a result of erosion. It is impossible to see which side really has the upper hand, although it can be regarded as the war situation is anxious, but, after paying attention to it for a while, it will feel that this state of erosion is falling into a kind of charming cycle, which cannot be stopped, and it is impossible for one side to completely eliminate the other, perhaps after some time. Black water, spores, and alienated flesh will be completely detached from their original masks and become something else in this cycle.

It immediately occurred to me that Blackwater and Saya were so similar, could their seemingly fierce battle cause them to merge with each other?

The signs observed have given me an answer that seems to support this suspicion, and in some corners this erosion and anti-erosion confrontation is waning, as if black flowers are swaying from the filthy flesh and mud. These flowers resemble lotus flowers, and they resemble white Claudia. But because it is black, look carefully at the color and texture. It was as if a cloud of black water had been poured into the mold of the flower mold.

These black flowers formed so quickly that as soon as I saw the signs, it really came into view as a more tangible image, and in just a few breaths, it spread outward from the corners of the battlefield, and they were more black water than alone. Alienated flesh alone, spores alone are more vital, and have a clear guide to the erosion process that is entangled, as long as there is a black flower in full bloom. More black flowers will bloom around it.

The blooming scenery I saw was so magnificent, its beauty was dark, it was so ominous that it was impossible to take your eyes off it. Perhaps everyone who saw such a scene would have the same thought as I did - the place where the flowers bloomed should not be a peninsula on earth, but the shores of the Yellow Spring of Hell. Even if its name is neither a mandala nor a flower.

About a minute later? Or in a shorter time, all the places that were flooded by black water were occupied by a sea of black flowers, like the alienated flesh and blood clumps of tumor pus, like the most fertile soil, after being entrenched by black flowers, they quickly dried up and disappeared, so that when I came back to my senses, most of the peninsula had been occupied by a sea of black flowers.

Because of its remote location, the natural environment that has not been damaged by erosion is left with only the last bit of green, which is still lingering in a corner of the inland corner. The roaring Black River is still flooding its shores, but as soon as it penetrates deep into the interior of the peninsula, it will disappear into the depths of the sea of black flowers. The spores are still flying in the wind, but they will eventually fall to the ground and become seeds. The impact of the brawl spilled with anomalous flesh, but as long as it fell in the sea of black flowers, it would become the nourishment that gave birth to and nourished more black flowers.

The battle between the Four Heavenly Courtyard Coconut and the Saya Supermer is more like a diligent gardener cultivating a sea of flowers that is about to encroach on the entire peninsula. The closer they got to the center of the battlefield, the storm uprooted the black flowers, and the black petals swirled in the wind, encircling both, so that the restlessness and fury revealed in their hands and feet were surrounded by an elegant and oppressive atmosphere, dissolved, and turned into a poem, a few lines of ballad.

The occult had described a beautiful and deadly battle between the gods and the gods, and at this moment, the battle between the two monsters in front of me came to my mind.

Now I'm going to describe this battle, should I use "two female monsters" or "two female gods"?

My eyes widened as I gazed at this shocking scene that I had never seen before.

The black petals swirled and spread outwards into circles centered on the Shitenin Gya coconut and Saya in the world, which was not a natural sight at all, but there was a force in this shape that seemed to be about to hatch. The petals are crowded together, and when they are scattered, they become more abundant patterns, one pattern on top of another, not limited to the ground and the sky, in a three-dimensional way, and other patterns are combined to form larger and more complex patterns. Triangles, squares, polygons, rectangles, straight lines, curves, human shapes, animal shapes, and even metaphorical images of gods in the occult, the lines outline the architecture, the architecture converges into the scene, and the fluttering petals use themselves as brush and ink to outline a huge and complex picture.

This is a macroscopic change that can only be seen when you observe the whole thing from a distance, and I think that the four heavenly temples and sayas in the middle of it. It's the inability to realize that such a strange phenomenon is happening around you. Their fighting intent is so anxious that it is difficult for them to distract from the other party, even if the abnormal sea of black flowers under their feet will enter their field of vision, but it may not be in their minds.

I felt it. I felt Father Edward's presence deeply.

Father Edward was in the midst of this anomalous change. In this sea of black flowers, he may not be in human form, or he may not be the physical demon disguise I can imagine, but he is playing his own song in the battle between monsters and monsters. This sea of black flowers seems to be his will, the gesture of his vision.

The black sea of flowers is a huge magic array. If you want to find a similar thing to describe this magic array, then. The name that comes to mind is a more oriental mystery - the mandala.

I seemed to hear the sound of chanting in the air, like a man's voice echoing in the chamber, overlapping, like the voice of so many people praying in the same voice, one after the other, like waves breaking in the air, like the swaying of flowers. The rhythm is played in the heart, which is the sound of people. It's the sound of animals, it's the sound of forests, it's the sound of flowing water, it's the metal colliding, it's the rocks rolling down from the top of the mountain, it's the magma flowing in the leylines of the earth. It's the wooden fish that is beating, the rattle being shaken, and the wind chimes playing.

The dense sound is like a swarm of bees, and it seems to be a needle. Even the roar of the Black River, the collision of Saya and the Black Water, and the crazy laughter of the Four Heavenly Courtyard Coconuts could not hide these sounds, and among those I saw, it was as if only I could hear them, and they were immersed in their own other world, deaf to these sounds.

The voice said, "Flesh and blood are like grass and trees, glory is like an epiphany, grass withers and flowers wither, but death is not the end, just as truth endures forever." If I hear it, all living beings are suffering. This suffering is neither an ordeal nor an evil, it is the road to the end and the fertile ground for brewing beauty. I give you the suffering with my suffering, and the suffering with all beings. When the end of all things comes, this suffering will liberate us. Thou shalt not be subject to asceticism, and thou shalt be sorrowful and sorrowful when the truth comes, and thou shalt not be able to open the gates of heaven, and thou shalt be reincarnated in hell. The light of the truth of the last day is hidden deep in your hearts, and I do not ask for forgiveness, but only to let you go to heaven before the inevitable end of the day. My ascetic practice is the saya, the five aggregates are all bitter mandalas. ”

That's all I can understand, and then there are more syllables that make up the meaning that I can't understand, and although I can understand the meaning by listening to the sound, I can't understand the content and meaning from the sound.

"Savadtaghadhyathadharthadharthadhadhadtdhisswashthavadtdha tdha tōwah tōtthatidi......" Layers of voices poured into my ears, echoing in my muscles and nerves, penetrating deep into my mind and into my heart, making it seem that even blindfolded ears could not stop the reverberation.

The sound made me feel like I was surrounded by something, but I couldn't see it with my eyes, I could only perceive it from my heart. In my eyes, a red mole appeared on the forehead of the Saya supermer, and it clutched its head in pain, unable to continue to levitate in the air, and no longer able to fight the black water. It knelt down in the sea of flowers, making a terrible scream, but it did not make an audible sound, until the red mole cracked, and countless lines and tadpole-like textures spread out from it, flowing along Saya's face, neck, body, and limbs, and carved patterns on its body, symmetrical squares and circles overlapped each other, unfolding layer by layer, as if another mandala pattern enveloped its whole body.

The mandala of the sea of flowers and the mandala on Saya are not exactly the same, but they complement each other and have visible resonance. The Four Heavenly Yuan Jia Coconut seemed to realize that something was wrong, but she turned her head to look around, and seemed to be at a loss, just as she controlled the roaring black river and surged again, the two mandala magic circles generated a huge suction force at the same time, turning these black waters into a tornado and inhaling them into the magic circle.

The Four Heavenly Courtyard Coconut screamed, but it was powerless to prevent the huge black river from being divided between the two mandala magic circles. The scene was too dreamlike, and I couldn't hear more in my ears than the chanting, I just watched as if I was in a dream, watching the Four Heavenly Courtyard Gacoco dance with her hands, her face distorted, as if she couldn't help herself, her open mouth seemed to be screaming, but no matter how she did it, how she shouted, it couldn't slow down the process of the mandala devouring the black water.

How long did it take? I don't know, I seem to wake up from sleep, this turning point in front of me is so strong, and it feels so illusory. Because, the seemingly huge amount of black river has disappeared in his momentary trance. Lost the foil of the black water, she could only fall weakly into the black sea of flowers, she ran and fled in the sea of flowers, her face was full of terror, like a helpless girl, facing a nightmare that was coming. She crushed the flowers, and the petals that were rolled up in the wind flew around her, and then, a huge hand broke through the layers of petals, and no matter how much the Four Heavenly Yuan Jia Coconuts dodged, they grabbed her firmly in their hands.

The Saya supermer who grabbed the Four Heavenly Courtyard Coconuts was no longer the original painful expression, and its solemn expression had a sacred flavor, and it looked at the little insect-like Four Heavenly Courtyard Coconut, looking at her madness and ugliness, but there was no boredom at all. Then, Saya stuffed the Shitenin Gaco into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it, during which the Shitenin Gaco Cocout, as if he was too frightened to lose his spirit, did not resist at all.

The Four Heavenly Courtyard Gaconuts were killed like this? I woke up in disbelief. But he seemed to hear her voice, as if he was smiling slyly, and said: Lie to you! 、

However, when I woke up from that dreamlike trance, all that was left of the peninsula was the Saya supermer and the sea of black flowers that filled the sky.

Only the dry river of the Black River outside the peninsula remains, and the Shitenin Gaga coconut is gone, as if it was really eaten by Saya. (To be continued.) )

PS: It seems that the title number is wrong again, today's chapter is 1537, and the first two chapters are 1535 and 1536