Edgeworthiness.

In the ancient myths and legends on the earth, Lin Xuan once saw this word that was impossible to realize in reality, but in this world, it came to him in such a form.

The huge blade, from a height of one hundred and seventy-two meters, crushed all the scarlet heavy swords that stood in the middle along the way, and fell with enough force to penetrate the ground.

Pupils constrict.

The next moment, the jet-black armor that exuded an ominous aura covered the body.

The scarlet blades that suddenly burst out around directly surrounded a five-meter range, including Lin Xuan.

(It takes 1.72 seconds to break...... ）

The right hand was released, and the pitch-black blade fell weakly, making an unwilling soft sound.

Hold the runic heavy sword with both hands.

A low murmur: "Crazy ......"

The dim runes of the sword body suddenly bloomed.

The icy blue aura spread along the foot, and the frost-white ice froze the entire scarlet purgatory.

You can clearly feel that some indescribable things are being withdrawn from the body, constantly concentrating on the rune heavy sword in your hand, on the blade, the faint blue light can't help but flicker and beat, every jump, the surrounding temperature drops a little, and the blade in your hand is heavy.

"Knock"

A low muffled sound rang out from the landing point, and the invisible energy wrenched the nearby gravel to pieces, and the surrounding sword blade cage eroded the bottom with invisible power.

Above, the sharp breath that seems to cut the body is already close at hand.

Looking up, he slashed out the pitch-black and blue light in his hand.

"Raging Strike ――――――――――!!!"

The translucent ripples rippled layer by layer, and the screams, roars, breaking the air, and smashing sounds, completely dissipated with the spread of the ripples.

Silently, in the middle of Takiwara, in the frost-white and scarlet purgatory, a huge depression with a diameter of more than a hundred meters suddenly fell.

The wind mixed with the rain swept away everything that was obscured, revealing the dead silence within.

The magic array that covered the sky lost the support of its magic and collapsed, and the ice on the surface gradually melted as the raindrops fell.

The surging power in his body dissipated with the shattering of the armor of evil thoughts, and his consciousness was blurred, so he had to stand up with the blade of his sword.

"Click"

The supporting rune heavy sword suddenly lightened, and the body fell again.

Facing the sky on his back, the cold raindrops regained consciousness a little.

Raising the rune heavy sword in his left hand, on the only remaining half of the blade, the ice blue runes dimmed little by little, and the cracks gnawed away every inch of the rune dimness, and finally shattered.

HP: 114/480 (Gene lock open, all stats doubled)

MP: 76/300 (Gene lock enabled, all stats doubled)

Neither physically nor mentally is allowed to continue fighting.

An HP below 30% brings weakness to the body, while an MP below 30% brings a loss of consciousness.

"Ahem......" The same hoarseness, this time, but simply because of weakness. The scarlet demon leaned against the wall - not long ago, it was a ten-meter "flying sword" that fell from the sky, but now it was less than four meters long, and the remaining six meters did not know where it went.

“…… It seems that there is more than 24%" The right hand was weakly stretched out, the magic power gathered, and the shape of the blade was formed little by little in the twist, and at the last moment, it could no longer resist the invasion of the wind and dissipate.

"Ahem-" Scarlet specks splashed to the ground.

"Give up" grabbed a heavy sword beside him casually, supporting him to stand up again.

(You can't continue fighting...... ）

Yes, Lin Xuan understands that continuing to fight is completely contrary to his original intention, but ......

"The core of the contract with Kewpie is wish, maybe the compatibility of magical power is strong enough, and even the ability to accommodate time, but the strength can't keep up."

Gasping for breath, the demon raised his head - on his forehead, the scarlet gem was already full of cracks, even if it was shattered in the next moment, Lin Xuan would not be surprised at all.

This is not something that the Seed of Lament can stop, it can only purify, produce magic, not tinker.

"Ahem...... That test subject, died a terrible death, didn't he? The demon was not in the slightest interest in the coming fate, "Also, what else do you dare not do in order to live?" ”

“……”

The demon gave up condensing his magic power, and instead directly pulled out the scarlet heavy sword beside him—in the previous sword rain attack, he left behind enough heavy sword to be armed with tens of thousands of people.

Faltering, but still determined.

"Do you know what my wish is......"

Pulling out the night strike behind it, fortunately, it wasn't blown away by the previous shock.

His body shook slightly, and he slowly lifted his steps.

"I have enough power to kill everyone I want to kill" as if to narrate an ordinary thing, "Unlike you, although only a little, I still retain human feelings—the thing that you consider a burden and completely discard." ”

His brows furrowed, and Lin Xuan's steps quickened slightly.

"You can't say that, it's not feelings that you abandon...... It's 'us'"

"Qiang—"

Pitch black and scarlet collided, there was no impact, no vibration, just an undying killing intent.

"I'm not wrong"

Now that the strength has been greatly reduced, the innate weight advantage of the heavy sword has forced Lin Xuan to avoid the frontal slash.

"Of course! You're not wrong! "Crystal debris, scattered from the jewel on the forehead." You're just trying to live! ”

"Qiang—"

The rough sound of metal colliding spread far away.

"But—" The hands that held Night Attack trembled uncontrollably, and the power coming from the scarlet heavy sword grew stronger and stronger.

Accompanied by violent sparks, the piercing grinding sound seemed to pierce the ear.

The distance was less than five centimeters long, and the pair of scarlet pupils, with the anger that seemed to destroy the world, stared at the pair of black eyes that were extremely indifferent.

"In order to live, why don't you dare to let 'yourself' come out?!"

His pupils contracted suddenly, and the night attack that blocked the heavy sword tilted to the right, and the demon that had pressed almost all its weight on it shook with it.

The pitch-black blade easily pierced through the torn armor and poked out from behind.

"Ahem...... Hey, got you......"

Bloodstained hands, grasping the "self" in front of him, "In order to live, see the 'self' again - monster!" ”