The long knife is unsheathed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This knife is abrupt like a streamer in the dark night, which catches people by surprise.

But there is no inferiority.

One more point for the punch power of the West Gate Night Tower.

Hohenheim's empty hand was raised, and a bit of extremely black substance flew out of his palm and shot towards Su Mubai.

Su Junyan stepped forward.

The blade whistled.

The sword wind howled.

The blade was engraved with the Higashijima arc knife, a national treasure called Xiaoju, which slashed through the air, like a snowflake.

It's light and heavy.

It's slow, and it's fast.

It was so fast that it didn't even blink an eye, not a single breath began, the sound of the sheath was still in the sheath, and Su Mubai's person was still five yards away from Olivia.

The blade of the knife was already behind Olivia's back.

It's snowing again.

It is crimson snow.

In this cavern deep in the heart of the earth that is extremely hot.

Suddenly, crimson snow fell.

The knife intent is vertical and horizontal, and the killing intent is boiling.

"Kang-" The super creature in the depths of the earth, which had never yet appeared, let out a roar of almost despair.

The roar shattered the seeming clear shield that shrouded the perimeter of the lava-filled crater.

After piercing the shield, the sound became silent.

The silent meaning was that the sound was inaudible at that moment, fast, and it coincided with the raging and boiling knife intent.

That moment.

That bit of extremely black matter slammed into the final Iron Curtain.

Su Junyan arrived, behind Olivia.

All.

Erupt.

Rumble.

It's boom, or something, or nothing.

The light was emitted, and everything was obscured.

Or, nothing happened.

It's a moment of breathing.

For those who are absolutely on the outside.

Those who were captured by Libata, Rest, Winnington, Odysseus, and those who were holding them.

That sudden surge.

Just an inconspicuous stunned look.

It's like it didn't happen at all.

Wait until they look at it again.

The crimson snow stopped.

It's just that the heat in the cave doesn't seem to be as high as it used to be.

General Su was still standing there, but the silent iron armor seemed to be much older than before.

The iron sword in her palm also seems to be a little older.

"Rustle—" It looked like something was wriggling, and it was like the sand in an hourglass was falling.

The next moment, the outsiders noticed that the rocks on the roof of the cave and the sand on the ground were scattering like powder.

Weathering.

The shroud, which had shrouded the outer edge of the crater with only a bracket, was weathering like sand at a rapid rate.

There was not much noise, even the rustle was slight, as if it had been eroded hundreds of times more than the years before it in the previous moment, and dissipated.

It wasn't until that moment that those onlookers realized that in the last second, when they might have only blinked for half an eye, a lot of things were different.

It was only at that moment that they realized that Lucifer's fingers were trembling slightly, and the fireball in front of him was much smaller than before, and the firelight was much weaker.

Obviously, in the terrifying moment before, it was Lucifer who blocked all the rippled energy to keep them safe.

It doesn't even feel like anything is happening.

Odysseus's expression looked a little complicated.

He didn't know that Lucifer was doing it for him.

"Cough ......" coughing, in the place where the storm broke out just now, someone coughed, coughing violently.

There was a man kneeling behind Olivia, bleeding all over, and he was holding a blood-red magic knife, refusing to fall.

Su Junyan.

He rushed behind Olivia at the last moment, blocking Su Mubai's blade faster than the sound of the knife.

Olivia is safe and sound.

He was nearing death.

Because he activated all the potential of the aether, which had been repaired almost halfway, and also all the potential of his whole body.

The strength, strength, murderous energy, and spiritual power of his whole body have been exhausted.

If it weren't for the aura of the dark flame of his left arm, barely supporting his body, he would have collapsed.

Looking at Su Junyan, who was silently standing behind Olivia like a bloody man, Lucifer also had a complicated expression.

He wished it was him.

But he couldn't, besides Olivia, he also had other, extremely important, bonds.

"Good. Su Mubai was still standing there, white-haired and uninhibited.

It's as if he hadn't stabbed or screamed at that horrible roar.

He said it was good, not to General Su, who was in the iron armor behind him.

It is within her duty for General Su to be able to hold on, even if he is dead, it is normal.

He said very well, he meant Su Junyan.

It was this son of his, who could finally muster up the courage to stand in front of him and resist his terrifying blow.

For the girl he loved incomparably beloved.

He was delighted.

If you are happy, you will kill even more.

His hand rested on the hilt of the sheath again.

"Mu Bai, stop it. Hohenheim said this for the second time, and one of his fingers was already firmly pointed at Su Mubai's vest.

The seven men behind him, proud, greedy, lustful, jealous, gluttonous, angry, lazy.

The Seven Deadly Sins.

They also stood apart in a strange position.

In an instant, an incomparably terrifying aura, centered on Hohenheim's fingers, enveloped the entire cave.

The pressure is so overwhelming that people can't even breathe.

General Su is obviously no longer good.

The night tower of the West Gate stood in front of her.

There's no way for her to do anything else.

Su Mubai will directly bear the power behind Hohenheim's finger.

Undoubtedly, it was terrifying.

But he still chuckled, "What if I say no?"

"That'......," Hohenheim laughed too.

"Huh?" Just then, someone interrupted their confrontation.

It was a person who, from beginning to end, had never opened his mouth, but had been at the center of the entire whirlpool.

Olivia, she finally woke up.

Or is she still Olivia?

Everyone's eyes shifted to this girl with a thin back again.

She was trembling slightly, her head shaking, as if she was remembering something, as if she was accepting something.

A reddish iris mark, which automatically appeared around her neck, crawled all the way to her jaw.

"Vivi......" Lucifer called her a little uncontrollably.

But Olivia ignored him.

"Ollie...... Via. Su Junyan heard her voice, and he smiled contentedly.

Are you alright?

I don't know where the faith comes from.

The moment he couldn't hold it anymore and fell, he saw Olivia's beautiful face set off by a red iris.

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