Amagibo opened his eyes from a drowsy and felt the pain he hadn't felt for a long time.

The rifted stigmata could no longer support his torn shell, and Beneath the shattered mask of the Raven Tengu, his own pale face was revealed.

Just...... What is that?

Coughing violently, he bent down and vomited a glimmer of blood, and the marrow of the Raven Tengu rose from the blood, floating in the air, emitting bursts of black mist.

Miracles are passing at a heart-wrenching pace.

Everything is going to end in a logical way, as if nothing is out of the ordinary, naturally...... Death is coming.

The curse is being fulfilled.

As if watching himself bleed to death, he struggled to crawl out of the shattered building.

One of the remaining feathers seemed to be unable to recognize what was happening, and was fluttering around him in fear.

"No, it's time. ”

Amagibo propped up his body with all his might, and said hoarsely, "Take me to find ...... Something that can save me......"

Ling Mao trembled in the air for a moment, and then looked for clues in a panic, and soon, he was pleasantly surprised, and circled him twice, and flew into the air.

With the hope of Amagibo.

With the last of its strength, Amagibo unfurled its shattered wings and flew crookedly into the sky, following the feather, gradually moving forward...... Until the melody that was gentle enough to soothe all wounds became clear, and the feathers hovered above an ancient arena, guiding him downward.

It seemed to guide him to where the sound of the piano came from.

Amagibo was in ecstasy, barely able to contain the joy in his heart, and dropped an inch from the sky...... Immediately afterward, it was engulfed by a solid chill.

Fear, incomprehensible, unspeakable fear welled up in his heart.

Unprecedentedly, his instincts sounded the alarm in despair, and a wail of all his might.

Don't move forward, don't move forward, don't move forward!

Incomprehensible despair tore through his soul almost instantly, and unwarranted fear condensed into substance, buzzing from his skull.

He almost screamed at the foreboding of the moment.

If you go there, you'll die.

Such a clear understanding and realization welled up in his heart, and with it a fear that even death could match, almost tore apart his self-proclaimed iron will.

There, it's a dead end!

In mid-air, the dying Raven Tengu stiffened for a moment, then suddenly rose upward, and flew out into the distance with all his might, fleeing in disarray, not even caring about his wings and body, which were gradually on the verge of limit.

There was only one thought left.

Run, get out of here, run as far away as possible.

When he recovered from the chaos, he found that he had run to no other place, and was falling crookedly from the sky.

The dazed feather still followed him, not knowing what was going on.

From the loud bang, he fell to the ground in embarrassment, slamming into the shattered storefront, gasping violently.

"Not there, not there...... There's only a dead end. ”

He grabbed Ling Yu with all his might, glaring at his last straw: "Take me to find something that can save me...... My time...... My time ......"

Amagi's body violently slammed into its shattered internal organs again, and he saw his embarrassed appearance from the pool of blood spreading on the ground.

His time is running out.

Not far away, there was the sound of hurried footsteps, and his heart gradually sank.

Someone shouted excitedly, "I saw it, something fell here, absolutely yes." ”

"Be careful, everything here is weird. ”

"Fuck, it's a birdman!"

"Whatever he is, kill him first!"

Outside the shattered storefront, several sublimators raised their weapons in vigilance. Raven Tengu looked at him in astonishment, as if he was frightened, and for a long time, he couldn't help but laugh and laugh.

I was amused by this wicked joke.

Death came.

But the one who killed himself is like this......

Recalling the funny encounters since entering the Evil Horse Terrace, and his own embarrassment, he didn't know when he had fallen to this extent.

"This is my fate?"

Tianchengfang gritted his teeth and shook his head slowly: "No, it's not right, it's the opposite." ”

He propped up his shattered body, pulled out the stakes of steel and iron from the crack in his chest, raised his head, and rose inch by inch from the shackles of countless ruins, and roared angrily at the roadblocks in front of him:

"Now, it's not yet, not yet!"

He took a step forward, facing the rushing bullets, raised one arm, and closed his five fingers together like knives, cutting off the iron light.

"—Is something like a dog worthy of killing me!"

Maybe die, yes.

But not now, not here, and shouldn't be that kind of thing.

The tengu roared.

The energy of nothingness actually emerged from this casual sway, and a substantial illusory blade was formed from the arm, cutting through the bullet with ease.

For many years, the limits that separated him were broken here.

Step into the legendary Extreme.

The real Tengu copy.

In normal times, he would be ecstatic, right?

But now, his heart is calm, like iron and stone, just stepping forward, swaying with criss-crossing edges, galloping at extreme speed.

In an instant, he staggered with the sublimators.

Behind him, blood burst out, staining the narrow streets.

He staggered and fell to his knees, more and more blood pouring from his face and wounds, forming a grim and worrithing trail behind him.

Can't die yet.

Not yet.

He's going to go back alive.

Amagibo gritted his teeth, propped himself up, and staggered forward against the wall, in a trance, he forgot where and where he was, just persistently chasing Ling Yu flying in front of him.

One step, one step, like the walking dead.

I don't know how long it took, but Ling Yu had already dissipated in the wind.

He's still moving forward.

Numbly urging the tired body, until it ushered in a stumble, fell to the ground, and could not get up again.

In the drowsiness, a soft footstep approached, and the comer tilted his head, looked down at him, listened to his intermittent and persistent breathing, and bent down to stare at his embarrassed face.

It was as if he had found some kind of treasure, and he smiled in surprise.

"You seem to be very strong. ”

"Save Me ......"

Amagibo raised his hand with difficulty, trying to grasp the white corner of the skirt, but it was so far away that it was difficult to reach.

Soon, a ray of nectar fell on his lips, and the dew with a wonderful power melted into his wounds, recalling his consciousness and forcibly pulling him back from the brink of death.

He was saved.

But the power of redemption ends there.

"More ......" he gasped, reaching out to snatch the bottle from the woman's hand: "Give me more ......"

"This is a very precious dark gold item. ”

The smiling woman lifted the bottle an inch up, lightly avoiding his palm: "Isn't it too much for you to want to take it away in such empty words?"

Amagi Fang was stunned for a moment, slowly raised his head, and looked at the woman in front of him.

The face is good, no, it should be said exquisite.

With a gentle smile that evokes a spring breeze, the ponytail rests diagonally over her shoulders, and the long white dress is spotless.

It's like going out to buy groceries.

No matter what, it doesn't fit in with this city, but only those quiet eyes seem to bury the darkness that the whole city can't reach, as if something is hidden.

It's hard to see, but it's instinctively terrifying.

"Give that to me. ”

Amagibo was silent for a moment, and then spoke hoarsely: "I can give you anything you want......"

"Huh, can you give me anything?"

The woman seemed to move, her eyebrows raised, and after a moment of contemplation, she immediately smiled: "So, can you fight with me endlessly?"

"......" Amagibo was stunned.

"You see, gambling should be born with such a thing, right? ”

The woman got up, took a few steps back, placed the medicine representing rebirth in her hand at the end of the street, and then, standing in front of Amagibo, blocking his way to rebirth.

"Those who lose die, and those who win live. ”

She laughed and asked softly, "Fair, isn't it?"

“...... Yes, that's right......"

After being silent for a long time, Amagibo nodded, "It couldn't be fairer." ”

He raised his hand, propped himself up, and looked at the enemy in front of him, stunned and dazed, and left only an iron-like calmness.

Needless to say.

From the excited gaze of countless spectators outside the venue, he raised his one-arm and put on a tengu starting posture.

—Yingzhou lineage, Amagibo in Koyasan. ”

The woman was silent for a moment, as if thinking about how to reply, and then smiled.

"I'm Luo Xian. ”

She reported her identity, "Accountant plus front desk at Orchard Gym." ”

Bending down, he took off his heels and gently set them aside, stepping barefoot on the broken road, leaving a line of light footprints from the hard stone and earth.

Towards an invincible and powerful enemy, a fourth-order sublimator who is high above.

She lifted her palm and smiled pleasantly.

"Please let the horses come. ”

At that moment, a loud bang erupted.

With the spill of blood, the tengu's broken wings suddenly shook, as if turning into a pitch-black hurricane, and instantly slammed into his face, and the tengu slashed horizontally.

Immediately after, boom!

Behind him, a raised fist mark appeared, and then, blood burst out of his heart.

I couldn't see how Luo Xian moved, as if she naturally raised her hand and punched out, but a terrifying power erupted from her slender and white wrist.

Triple Thunderbolt.

- Collapse of the sky!

The air shattered, and fleeting faults appeared, and the cracks in the glass spread out in all directions.

But then the shattered air was completely cut in two by the tengu.