Tsukasa Kurihara often wonders what kind of existence he is. Especially after this happened.

What kind of character you are?

Cheerful? Kind? Charismatic? Evil? Selfish? Jealous? Stubborn?

I don't know why, at this moment, in the battle with Beiliang, he was a little distracted, thinking about what had been bothering him.

He had always felt like he was being locked in a cage, especially at this moment. It was as if he was locked in a glass house to see the outside world, and everything was clouded with a halo that was not very clear.

He couldn't even feel his hands moving.

Or is it your own hand? Who is this person who is fighting now?

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that he was above the void, and saw the person called "me" fighting from a third perspective.

He held a Mo knife and guarded against the puppet attacks in all directions of Beiliang, and killed him with one blow while he was in the middle of the day, but it was not his real body.

Tsukasa Kurihara looked at it in amazement.

I don't know when, a voice sounded in my ears: "It's really weak." ”

"Who?" Tsukasa Kurihara said.

He looked left and right in the void, but could not see an entity. Only then did he have time to observe where he was.

He was above the arena, his feet on the transparent glass floor. Despite the distance from the arena, Tsukasa Kurihara had a full view of the scene, and it was slowed down - he could see every movement of Beiliang clearly, and he could grasp the intent of the action, and even be able to predict its next move.

It's a pity that "that person" in the battle can't have this ability, so he can only see the moves of Beiliang, and reluctantly rely on his combat instinct to set a trap to lure the other party to take the bait, and kill him with one blow. There is no way to see that all the puppets are all illusions of Beiliang's clones.

And Tsukasa Kurihara saw it.

On the other side of the arena, in a shadow-covered corner that he would not notice at all, he saw a mutilated fox ear. The corner zooms in and out of front of Kurihara's eyes as if the camera is in focus, until when the field of view is adjusted to the best situation, the image stops changing, and a sense of locking on to the target arises in Kurihara's heart.

That is the ontology of Beiliang.

Tsukasa Kurihara subconsciously wanted to tell the following self who was fighting with Kita, telling him that everything in front of him was a trick, and as long as the real Kita was killed, everything would be over.

However, he was unable to convey his intentions.

When he appeared in the transparent glass house, everything on land seemed to have nothing to do with him.

He just watched the intense scene from the perspective of a bystander, like an audience in a good position, and everything on the screen was related to him but had nothing to do with it. He couldn't wear it inside the screen to remind the hero: Look, all this is a conspiracy of the villain! That big bad guy is at ease!

Tsukasa Kurihara doesn't seem to be able to do that.

He slammed his foot on the glass floor, trying to break it with his own power, but the power that was usually surging in his body, the ominous power that contained it was completely gone.

He lost his mind for a while, and after getting used to the difference in his body, although he couldn't use it, it was like money in the bank, and he always knew that it was his own confidence - this was what Tsukasa Kurihara thought.

But now, Tsukasa Kurihara has re-transformed into an unarmed ordinary person, an ordinary young man.

There was some discomfort, some panic, and all kinds of negative emotions came one after another to make him ignore the great changes that were happening to him.

His body was becoming a little erratic, becoming more transparent, and gradually becoming one with everything around him.

"It's really weak."

The voice from nowhere sounded again, not light, not heavy, but full of power.

"Who!" Tsukasa Kurihara came back to his senses from his state of self-doubt and let out a roar of rage, shouting at the void.

Deathly silence.

At the feet is the still tense battle, with the Black Shadow Legion of Ash Jun and Furball to the east, and the shell of Tsukasa Kurihara and the puppet of Kitarashi to the west.

In the sky above it all, under the huge full moon, Tsukasa Kurihara was trapped in a glass container, and everything was dead silent.

Tsukasa Kurihara seems to relive the moment when he went from Sato's house to the strange prison with smoke, although there is no change in the surroundings, but there is a sense of the vicissitudes of life from the Cretaceous period to the new era, and Kurihara Tsukasa feels this very clearly, but nothing has changed in his eyes.

Except for the moon.

The shape of the moon changes subtly, not in a circle, nor in the arc of the last or first quarter, but in a yellow cloud whose shape cannot be described. It's always wriggling and changing.

Tsukasa Kurihara felt like he was being put in a drum washing machine, and after being washed with water, he began to dehydrate again, twisted and wrung dry.

He was sweating like rain, he had never experienced such a feeling, an indescribable discomfort, but it was not pain, but a torture based on the soul.

This situation lasted for an unknown amount of time, and the situation calmed down.

Tsukasa Kurihara fell to his knees on the glass floor, panting, the muscles of his face twisted horizontally, not human. It took a great deal of effort for him to get his face back to normal and look at his feet.

Except for Beiliang, he couldn't see anyone else.

And the Beiliang in his eyes - there are the same thin lines on the top of his head as Akane.

The line above the head is the thickest, and the rest are about the same.

Eyelids, corners of the mouth, chest, elbows, wrists, waist, hips, knees, ankles, soles of feet, toes. The clothes that were draped over the body were also carefully tied with thread.

Beiliang became one of the most exquisite puppets.

Tsukasa Kurihara's pupils contracted suddenly.

So······ He quickly realized something important.

When he reacted, he followed the line and looked up, eventually noticing the moon that was completely different from reality - something like the moon to be exact.

When I looked down again, Beiliang was gone.

Instead, a man with his face upturned and his head up. The man had the most ordinary face, but his whole body exuded a unique temperament that did not match his face at all, and he closed his eyes and bathed in the moonlight.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes and shot straight at where Tsukasa Kurihara was.

"Bang!"

The glass box surrounding Tsukasa Kurihara suddenly exploded and scattered into fireworks.

Just when Tsukasa Kurihara thought he was going to fall to his death, he felt something enter his body, and the power that disappeared returned. As he descended, the scapulars of his back squirmed, making it look like a huge bug was scurrying inside him.

The wind ruffled Kurihara's cheeks, his eyes barely open, and the blood in his body kept boiling, as if he had been put into magma.

"Ah!!h Tsukasa Kurihara couldn't take it anymore and roared wildly, causing a hurricane that blew out the weeds.

When he was still fifty meters above the ground, the squirming of his shoulder blades stopped, and the boiling in Kurihara Tsukasa's body also stopped.

Immediately after, a pair of huge black wings broke through the restriction and exhibited from the back of Tsukasa Kurihara, and with a movement, Tsukasa Kurihara stopped the downward trend and pulled up more than ten meters, looking at the man below condescendingly.

At this moment, under the light of the moon, Tsukasa Kurihara almost became something else - this was his true nature as a demon lord.

Loose long hair, red stripes that extend to the face, jet-black pupils, a mask-like helmet on the head, the mask has horns, and the nose is long.

The black wingspan behind Tsukasa Kurihara was fifteen meters, perhaps more, as he blocked the moonlight from casting a large cloud of black shadows.

At this moment, Tsukasa Kurihara, who was stuck in the sky with an expressionless face, was indeed worthy of a demon lord.

The peculiar man below watched all this quietly, and after Tsukasa Kurihara's transformation was completely completed, he said calmly, "Tengu. ”

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