Orka bent backwards in the air, his small body seemed to bend as easily as if he had no bones, the dragged black robe was like a black flame in the frantic wind, and Orka, who bent back a few times and his head was almost close to his heel, lifted the gray feather high, and easily changed the direction of the scythe's attack, pointing the maximum point of his focus directly at Zino, who was suddenly exposed to Veryl's eyes because of Orka's unexpected evasive posture.

Almost at the same time, Verrier and Zino unleashed a strong whirlwind in an attempt to change the direction of their attack. But in the time gap between focusing all his attention on not harming his comrades, Orka had already moved. The hem of the gray robe was raised high, revealing a pair of old low-heeled leather shoes and a white calf, and for a moment, Zino, who had already known how to think with the human spirit, was shocked by the contrast of such a terrifying power burst out of this real body.

Gray Feather spun nimbly around Orka's palm, and the gray energy struck the lower abdomen of the two men without mercy. In an instant, the broken microtubules and armor fragments collapsed, and if the two men were still human bodies, the blow would undoubtedly be completely fatal.

Zino and Veryl immediately retreated with the momentum of Orca's attack, which was slightly different from the one in simulation training in terms of armor-piercing and the pattern of her evasion. And Grimmel will definitely not hand over the false information about Orka to them, so after Orka stepped down as the head of the Black Wings, there must have been a considerable change in this mysterious opponent.

If you continue to fight according to the training center, more than 300 seconds is enough time to defeat yourself. A few more times of such trauma, even if they are strong. The body could not support such an injury. If their energy system is completely cut off, the brains of organisms that survive on external energy sources will undoubtedly die of oxygen deprivation.

The opponent has changed. And can the same changed self also find some opportunities from this? The Verier beside her is undoubtedly still the command machine that is controlled, and the only variable can only lie in herself.

"They don't understand the meaning of sacrifice. ”

The heavy words from Gigmont were imprinted on the surface of his clearest memory. It was a different style of fighting, with a partial sacrifice in exchange for complete victory, which was very different from the fighting philosophy they had embraced.

Sixty seconds.

Orka landed on the ground, stepping on a high rock, his hands clutching long sword-like feathers, seemingly fluttering swings with thunderous power. With each collision between weapons, the boulder beneath Orka's body shattered, and the ground beneath Zino or Veryl's feet collapsed into a deep crater. In just a few seconds, the pure art of battle collided beyond recognition in the yellowed plains of autumn grass.

The blue-gold and silver-blue energies had been activated again and again, causing the body temperature of the two mechs to rise to a terrifying height. In the blazing air, the edges of Orka's black robes were already scorched, and the slender and crystalline fingers were already faintly visible in the shadows of the sleeves, and with each attack, the seemingly blown-and-tearing little hands still held the end of the long feather firmly and unhurriedly.

Zino was already looking behind Orka with some despair, and there were no gray-black wings from the memories of the battle. That symbolizes that she still hasn't gone all out, and Orka, who hasn't done her all, has already forced the two of them to this point, is there really any hope of victory?

One hundred and twenty seconds.

The pure white wrist has been exposed to the air. Sweep away the air heat of the body's overload. With a soft drink like a bell, after forcing the two of them back again, Orka half hung half a meter on the ground, looking at each other from a distance of 100 meters.

"Veryl, how did you first come into contact with your target?"

"It's not about completing the order. ”

"Please answer me. ”

Zino didn't expect anything Verrier would answer. It was a completely unrelated issue to the task, and she had all the reasons for refusing.

"The target first approached me here, and she seemed to have a clear idea of what I was going to do. I was even expected to come. She even hesitated because you didn't show up. ”

Zino exhaled softly. Sure enough, Verriel still had a little bit of human traits, just like he had back then.

"Verille. Pay attention to my signals, and ask me to start the signal and take the solo combat mode. Zino said.

"Build yì adopt. She replied simply.

In the distance, Orka was still as silent as he had been at the beginning, and his snow-white wrist looked a little dazzling in the sunlight. The gray gray feathers stained with evil qi were held in this whiteness, and it seemed so unbearable.

Grey Feather lifted, the blade pointed in their direction.

"You ...... Weakened. ”

This was the first time Orka made a sound at the beginning of the battle. She deliberately pressed her throat, but her voice still revealed the unique clear timbre of a girl from the hoarseness.

One hundred and forty seconds.

Zino rushed straight towards Orka like an arrow, and under the powerful acceleration kinetic energy and the energy output of the blade, Orka also had to deal with it with all his attention, took half a step back, raised the gray feather high with both hands, and slashed it down simply and directly.

The mechanical body has a strength and speed that far exceeds the human body itself, but it is still equal or even slightly inferior to the Winged Demon Supreme, who surpasses the limit of the fourth level.

Boom!!――

Unsurprisingly, Zino flew upside down, his body rolling up a storm of sand and gravel on the ground, plowing a trench several meters deep. Orka also crushed the ground behind him under the effect of the reaction force, and the gray feather in his hand trembled slightly in the delicate glow.

Verille, who had drawn a long curve, finally flashed from a blue-silver storm behind her in the gap between Orka's breathing, and the long scythe in her hand slashed at the back of Orka's neck with a desperate stance.

Orka's rotation in place seemed to take no time, and after a near-screen-changing speed, Veryl's silver blade switched to a narrow gray feather.

But Orka didn't have time to use all her strength to take the blow, and it was no longer easy for her to control her body calmly. The little black shadow struggled to keep himself from falling to the ground and vented his strength into the air. Wheezing, Vyrier and Zino, in the distance, saw Orka slam into the ground, but they bounced high as if she were elastic. Jumped into the sky.

Again, this is something that has never been seen before in a combat simulation.

One hundred and sixty seconds.

The intensity of the energy trigger has diminished since the beginning to the present. The opportunity for a turnaround brought about by Zino's reflections has not yet materialized.

The continuous roundabout battles finally caused Orka's rhythm to be disrupted, and the two who seized the moment did not let up at all, and the continuous attack finally found the initiative. Caught in a battle situation where he and Verrier have been working together for tens of thousands of hours, Orca's chances of turning the tables are theoretically running out.

But so far, Orka has not taken off the heavy burqa that hinders her movements because of her inferiority, nor has she raised the black wings that symbolize the power of the Winged Demon behind her back. With such a disadvantage, is it possible that she is still unwilling to give her all?

There was no time for Zino to wait, and in three minutes, his trigger would stop working. The remaining three minutes were the only chance to make his plan come to fruition.

Orka staggered back to the ground. He took a few steps back, and the long feather in his hand was also a little unstable. The snow-white wrist moved slightly, and the gray air flow around the gray feather spiritually transformed into a small elemental spirit around her.

"Ahh

This was the second time Zino had heard Verille's voice in pain, and the remnants of flesh beneath the fullerene-reinforced facial armor vividly conveyed the intense nerve pain she had suffered from overload. Zino had already seen that the infinite energy trigger in her chest, despite its miraculous effect of infinite energy departure, was also quite a load on her body. Perhaps this Infinite Energy Trigger was an item that should be equipped on a higher level of self, but because of his own detachment, Veryl endured the pain for him.

Zino didn't bother to think, and the blue air swelled. He lunged like an arrow again in the direction behind Orka.

One hundred and seventy seconds.

"What?!"

The energy blade that Gray Feather hit was not firmly grasped in Zino's palm at all, so the power of Orka's attack was all poured out as the energy sword flew away. Even with her calculations, she didn't expect Zino to take such an unreasonable approach. A brief moment of consternation was enough, and the whisker skeleton and ceramic armor-inlaid arms clamped Orka from behind.

Zino was equally stunned.

Enemies under thick burqas. It's so skinny. It seemed that he could squeeze her to pieces so hard. In an instant, his mind was filled with all kinds of so-called "human" bugs, and he unexpectedly relaxed the strength of his arm slightly, and Orka, who should have been unable to break free for a while, screamed in a low voice. It spun hard in Zino's arm.

"Why are you...... How dare you!-"

The sudden enormous force exerted on his upper body brought Zino back to his senses, as he desperately applied force to his arm. His signal has been conveyed in the past.

Single-player battle mode, on.

That meant that Zino was in Verill's eyes at the moment. It's as indistinguishable as rocks that can be smashed indiscriminately.

Throwing away the long feather in his hand, Orka, who was fiercely picked up by Zino, struggled to reach out his hand, aimed his small fist at Zino's chest, and then struck forward.

Two hundred seconds.

Whew!!――

"Finally...... Is it this far?"

Failed, Zino thought blankly. He started the plan, and the central idea that "they don't understand the meaning of sacrifice" was indeed implemented by himself, but it was based on the fact that Orka would not go all out.

The small fist defied the high-end materials to create chest and abdominal armor, piercing through where Zino's diaphragm had once been, breaking the spine of the only living thing he had left. Losing his instincts in the lower half of his body, he lost control of his upper limbs in the severe pain and chaotic wrong signals, and Orka broke free without difficulty, and at the same time, the long black wings behind him finally unfolded, and the steel-solid feathers collided with the silver scythe and burst into a large cloud of sparks, and several inky feathers splashed apart under the violent impact, falling as heavy as metal sheets.

Orka didn't retreat, bent forward slightly, and slowly picked up the gray feather in his hand. The winged demon wings behind him ruthlessly blocked a qiē force.

Two hundred and ten seconds.

The measurement of time was meaningless, and the energy trigger in Zino's heart had been extinguished. He lay on his back on the ground in a daze, even though there was no fatal trauma to the life support system. But the collapse of the limb operating system has completely rendered him incapacitated.

If Orka hadn't spread her wings at that point, Verille's blow with all her might would have pierced her thin body lightly.

The scythe's incomparably dense and hard handles were bent under the blow. Veryl's arm trembled as she emitted curling green smoke from the overload, and looked at Zino, who was almost completely split in the middle, in the same daze.

"You...... What are you - what qualifications do you have to hold Orka. Even if it's a battle. No one is allowed to do that. Orka walked up to the immobile Zino step by step, and the gray feather in his hand was immediately cut off like Zino's arm. It looked like she was going to cut off his body inch by inch—as she always did.

"Hmph. ”

Orka snorted coldly, and with a movement of his wings, he flicked Veryl, who rushed to his side, far away.

"Why such a strange behavior? Grimmel wouldn't have written some strange code into you, would you? Or do you really fantasize that you're human?"

Black clothes are scattered in all directions, light yellow life dresses, long silver braids, and some sad and helpless purple eyes. An ordinary demon girl wears the ordinary long skirt of a human girl. and the hideous weapon in his hand sketched a crippled twilight scene.

Redefining "beauty" again and again, Zino looked at the girl standing in front of him who was only as tall as his chest, the god of death who was about to take his name, but he felt that this qiē was extremely harmonious. The only thing he regretted was the day he didn't see his memory overlap with his own.

The metal armor on Veryl's chest had begun to melt from the heat of the Infinite Energy Trigger, and she frowned at the sharp pain that seeped into her nerves, but she still struggled to stand up with her scythe.

"Please stop!!"

It's no longer the dry voice of the tablet—panic, helplessness, fear, dazedness, disbelief...... Pure human emotion infinitely melted into these three words, and with the messy silver-blue energy pushing, Verriel once again rushed to Orka's side. But this time her strength was clearly weaker than it had been before.

Orka flicked her right wing, and a fan slammed her to the ground. Just as she was about to stand up, a small foot stepped on her neck. With just a slight increase in force, Veryl's head will undoubtedly separate from her body.

She did her best. Throw away the scythe in your hand.

With that inexplicable emotion that she couldn't believe, she had no time to analyze why she was so disordered, so she could only turn her attention to reality. Verille, whose face was buried in the gravel, made a muffled voice:

"I, I, and Forty-Six have failed. The task failed. Failed...... Request, Target. Don't let us shut down. ”

"Grimmel. ”

Orka looked up and let out a long sigh.

"Why doesn't Orka want to hate you!!Why can't he kill you!!--Damn!!Abominable to the extreme!!-"

A shrill roar erupted across the empty plains. Verille's upper body was trampled deep into the dirt. Unable to move, Zino saw Orca's thin, transparent fingers piercing into his palm, and gray blood splattered dripping on Verille's silver hair that had been trampled into the ground.

"You're going to have to make something like this, Orka-Orka, she doesn't like to see human tragedy as much as she used to. Orka had enough, Orka wanted to see others happy, to see others happy - Orka never ...... Orka she thought, she wanted to become a human being!!she wanted to become a human and live quietly with a human being?—why don't you understand me!!Orka thought Grimmel knew her best!!"

Become a human and live with a human being?

Is this why she is unwilling to go all out and spread the wings of her demon characteristics? Could it be that she has tried her best to say goodbye to her magic diamond past in a human way...... They're just a bunch of saboteurs cultivated by Grimmel, ruthless machines that destroy each other's dreams and hopes

The root of grief is how similar and cruel it is.

Completing the task is the only way to make up one's mind to become human, and the price of doing so is to re-injure other lost and grieving people like him. Exchanging his own sacrifice for the sacrifice of others - the sentence he pondered was never wrong.

His naïve human thinking made it impossible for him to understand why Gigmont was so stunned when he said that "they don't understand the meaning of sacrifice", that the alternation of victory and defeat was just an exchange of scars. There was no real victory at all, it was just survivors standing in the pile of corpses.

"You've survived, and Orka doesn't like to cling to souls in broken bodies. Go and live as you want. Orders or something, go to hell. ”

Orka raised her wrist as she spoke, and the long narrow gray feathers suddenly scattered into pieces of feathers in the wind, and her wings retracted, and she walked against the setting sun towards the distant town without looking back.

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"What should come will come. ”

Orka staggered to a halt and looked back with a sad gaze at Veryl, who struggled to emerge from the mound of dirt, removed the Infinite Energy Trigger from herself, and installed it at Zino's heart.

The black wings unfurled, and Orka wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, clenched her fists, and looked up in a certain direction in the sky.

"Please. For the first time in her life, Orka asked someone who wasn't her friend's family. Please spare us, spare me and Swe, spare me and Swee. You're also a demon who has been injured, why don't you want to understand?"

The void space did not answer.

Orka closed her eyes and lowered her wings.

In an instant, the wind was blowing.

Gray-black clouds covered the sky almost with a breath, black lightning was the trail that tore through the space, and Orka, who had finally done his best, roared an ancient war song hoarsely, and rushed to the east at a speed that completely exceeded the common sense of physics in the number of Zino and Verrell.

The golden cross appeared under the black canopy, and what made this supposed sacred scene strange was the red and black blood moon totem behind the white-gold Holy Seat of the Cross.

The end of the white-gold light swept towards the tip of the dark lightning, and the black came to an abrupt end, and Orka's shadow slowly appeared on the ground, and then exploded silently.

"I can't underestimate you, your Majesty's other half. ”

A hoarse female voice slowly floated down from the sky, and the golden cross tore open the gray-black canopy of the sky and replaced it with a dazzling white background.

At the end of the West, Orka walked slowly with Sweeney in his arms. Dressed in a black winged uniform without epaulettes, she bowed her head and kissed Sweeney on the forehead, and her beloved son fell asleep in her arms.

"I'm sorry, Sweeney, Mom shouldn't have let you do this. Mothers are protective of their children. ”

She tilted her head and closed her eyes, and a silvery glow shimmered around Sweeney, slowly merging with Orca as if it were melting. (To be continued......)