Wedge down
"Captain, next I have to lift the shield of the 'Holy Crystal Mass'."
Eliz spoke to Ain, but it didn't seem to be a request, but a statement of what was about to happen. Before Ain could reply, Eliz stopped supplying mana to the circle on the helicopter floor and began to cast another spell. While she is able to maintain both spells at the same time, keeping the supply of the other spell affects the spell cast. Even if she was able to unleash both spells perfectly, it was a critical moment of life and death, and she couldn't afford to be careless. And even if the shield of the "Holy Crystal Mass" is maintained, it will not be able to withstand an attack from the "Ugly Troll" in the future.
"Hey! What are you doing! What are we going to do if the shield is turned off?! β
Ma Wen was obviously a little blind, he was already hopeless, and now he actually defeated all the luck that survived in his heart.
"Liz, are you sure?"
Although Ain didn't know what she was going to do, he didn't stop Eliz from closing her passport, he understood that the "Crystal Mass" was no longer useful, and he believed in Eliz at the same time. As his leader, Ain knew she wouldn't risk everyone's lives.
"It's not me who you should be asking."
Eliz replied, and turned his gaze to Yoo in front of him.
"But I trust him."
Eliz immediately added that it seemed strange. Ain believed in Eliz, who chose to leave it all to someone else. Of course, Ain was not upset by this, but instead he became interested in the arrogant blonde man. I believe that the members of the regiment are the responsibility of the head of the regiment, and now they can only pin their hopes on Yangao.
"I hope he really has the ability to turn the tide."
Ain didn't speak loudly, but it wasn't one of those doubts or weirdness. Of course, the head of the regiment has no opinion, but there are always people who will be dissatisfied with this. In the event of a disagreement, it is also the duty of the head of the regiment to dismiss the opinions of some people in order to take into account the overall situation. So Ain glanced at Ma Wen with stern eyes, and he, who wanted to have some objections, immediately quieted down. However, his mouth was quiet, but his expression was still cold.
"Then please head the regiment, look forward to it."
As he spoke, he turned around and took a black suitcase from Eliz and lowered his head. Then the latter stretched out his slender jade hand, gently pressed the index finger of his right hand on Yang Ao's forehead, closed his eyes, and whispered softly:
"Thou art the messenger of broken wings, heaven and earth are wings, air and air weave feathers, and the wind gathers freely. Quadruple in one, Ez soars ----Limit Leaping Sky"
Under the fingertips, the white and red spell marks are automatically depicted. It was an ancient and obscure language, and as the magic poured out, the spell was about to be completed. There was no superfluous brilliant color, and if it wasn't for the parties, it would be difficult to even detect that Eliz was unleashing magic at this time.
"Well, let's exercise a little bit."
Holding a black box in his right hand and the upper edge of the helicopter door with his left hand, Yoo stared at the "Yaki Snake" that seemed to be "calling for wind and rain". But after a breath, he jumped under the iron sheet and jumped deeply, of course, this was not despair and death.
"What is he going to do!?"
Seeing such an unclear behavior, Ma Wen couldn't help but be shocked, you must know that jumping down from a height of thousands of meters is a dead end even on the water. However, his doubts and confusion were answered in the next second. Yang Ao, who was supposed to be in free fall from the air at this time, appeared in front of everyone. Appearing in front of the helicopter, to be exact, separating it from the "ugly troll". However, even if the foreign mortal-like body was in front of him at this time, it seemed to be useless. Compared to the huge body of the monster, it was really like fireflies and bright moons.
Yang Ao's body was now wrapped in blue fluorescent, intertwined like silk on his arms and waist, and like light wings, allowing him to soar freely under the dark night. The night breeze on the sea was slightly fishy, but it was not uncomfortable. , on the contrary, it makes Yangao feel like a return to freedom. There is no way, who has let him be restrained all the time (he thinks himself), it is difficult to have such a comfortable moment.
"Just him?"
β....β
Ma Wen's eyes were a little resentful, but there was no way, this was already a decision made by everyone. Drakes on the side was also silent at this time, his rugged face and brows furrowed, staring at the blonde man in front of him who was flowing in the night. The head of the regiment was equally silent, and he couldn't even make out his expression. I choose to believe in Eliz, or I choose to believe in Yangao, a "novice", I don't know if he is a ruin, or if he has a backhand. Eliz pursed her lips tightly and slowly clasped her hands together as if in prayer.
"So, let me see what you're all about."
Yang Ao whispered, and immediately looked at the monster that was ready to attack. As if waiting for him to appear, the monster attacked. I don't know if it learned wisely, maybe it was the blow just now that was resisted by Eliz's "Holy Crystal Mass" that made it have some serious thoughts. Instead of releasing the light cannon individually one at a time, it chose to fire all the light waves that had been stored at the same time. It was a spectacular sight like fireworks on the beach, but they didn't explode. Under the dim night sky, it is like a brilliant and colorful Milky Way. The majestic magic, like a divine miracle, makes the viewer hold their breath and even give up resistance.
Of course, Yoo will not just give up resistance. After all, he was the one who broke the realm, not just standing here and watching the sevenfold pleasing light cannon casually smash the helicopter to pieces. What's more, he is still in between the two, so if he takes it for nothing, he may be the first to disappear.
"Allow me to resist, then."
Yoo said, but no one would hear him. As the words fell, he pressed the black box in his hand hard. As in those science fiction movies, suitcases automatically disassemble and reassemble again. In the blink of an eye, the huge suitcase disappeared, replaced by a sword that shimmered with a cold blue light in Yangao's hand.
The blade was visibly cold, and even in the dark of the night, with the help of the blue light that flickered on the blade, you could faintly see the water vapor rising. The first impression of this knife is two words: cold. Maybe cold weapons are cold, but the cold aura on this knife is definitely far beyond the chill emitted by ordinary weapons, or the murderous aura. The crescent-like body looks extremely sharp, and when anyone stares at the crescent blade that scatters cold air, not only will they feel an unstoppable chill in their hearts, but their body will be as if they are frozen, and they will not be able to move. Or scared, or suppressed by the intent to kill. In the darkness of the night, I couldn't see the detailed appearance of the blade, but I could faintly see the inscription that seemed to glow with blue light: the silence of lamentation, the river Styx of the end.
"That's ..... Demon Knife?! β
Although Ma Wen is a novice, he has a good talent and good eyesight, and he can easily see what Yang Ao is holding in his hand. Of course, he wasn't surprised that Yoo had a demon sword, but that he had a weapon that could deal with the current situation.
"The next all-out attack is coming!!"
Drakes actually shouted loudly, it seemed that he was nervous for Yangao, of course, Yangao who didn't wear headphones, naturally couldn't hear the voice.
"Boom--"
The sound of cannons of light surpassed the thunder, tearing apart the calm of the sea, and even trying to encroach on the dark sky. Not only did everyone in the helicopter feel the breath of death, but even Yangao also had an inexplicable pressure. But soon, he "patted" these unnecessary emotions. The blonde man clenched the hilt of his sword, his eyes sharpened, and he immediately swung this seemingly indifferent but hidden blow that ended all power.
"Demon Knife Pole - Death Glacier"
The sword light was sacrificed, and the arc-shaped azure light blade carried an infinite chill, and ran straight towards the "unattainable" "ugly troll". The sword light is not exaggerated, compared to the multi-element light cannon, it is like a mantis arm as a car, and the result should be miserable. At the moment when almost everyone in the helicopter had their hearts stopped, they saw a real miracle.
"How.... How can it be!! β
Ma Wen was stunned, it was obvious that he had received too many surprising shock facts today, although he was a little numb, but his spirit was getting stronger and stronger.
As the sword light sharply slashed, the sea surface of the place it swept over instantly condensed into ice, but before everyone could take a closer look, the sword light and the light cannon collided. The seemingly weak blue blade of light slammed into the front end of the majestic elemental light cannon, expecting to cause a big explosion. However, when the light blade came into contact with the light waves, countless cold crystals were immediately condensed. And the rise was very rapid, but in a moment, Yang Ao and the behemoth were surrounded together, except for the "weak" helicopter.
The light wave stood still, as if time had stopped. However, when I looked closely, I found that it seemed to have been condensed into ice. The spectacle of light cannons is suspended in the air, becoming a so-called ice sculpture, which at first glance is a perfect work of art. However, the artwork did not seem to last long, and soon the surface of the ice crystals cracked. It turned out that only the front half of the light cannon was frozen into ice, and the back was still active.
"Almost meaningful.... Let's do it again. β
Yang Ao said, and swung another blow. No, it was four attacks in a row, and the final blow was a stabbing attack. The sword light spread out in a "*" shape and forward, and the middle point seemed to be particularly strong. The first sword light shattered the first half of the frozen cold crystal, the second sword light instantly condensed the second half, and then the third smashed it smoothly. At this point, the proud means of the "ugly troll" that put everyone in a desperate situation were simply resolved. Before it was even finished, the fourth blue sword light stabbed the behemoth in the extreme distance in an instant. His body (one of the heads) instantly froze, uniting with the ocean, which had long since melted into ice. Even the ice crystals that could not penetrate the light waves were naturally incomprehensible to this "powerless" monster, and it was firmly locked and unable to move.
"It's over, although I want to play a little longer, but it won't be good if I am suspected of being a passive battle."
Yang Ao said this, and then grabbed forward with his left hand. Then he slowly pulled it out of the void as if he were holding something. The blonde man's mind condensed, and he saw that what he was holding in his hand was a dark red flame. Under the night light, the gorgeous light is particularly dazzling. I don't know if I can keep out the cold in the cold night wind, but it's obviously not the effect of the flames.
After a split second, the flames spread in a straight line as if they had ignited an invisible lead in the air, no, it should have spread in an arc. Then the dark red fireworks disappeared, and what appeared in front of Yang Ao was a carbon-red sword that emitted a dark red shimmer. The reddish-orange handle and lattice are printed on all sides. The sharp blade is engraved with the head of a ghost, and the inscription on the other side is: Yellow Spring Screams, Enma Purges.
"The first... The second demon sword?!! How is this possible? β
Ma Wen's psychological defense line collapsed a little from this moment, he never thought that this person would actually have two demon swords. You must know that if you want to use the demon knife first, you must obtain the approval of the demon knife itself. And the demon swords have spirits, they are all arrogant existences, and they will never allow a person to hold two demon swords with different characteristics at the same time. There is only one possibility, and that is that the holder's magical adaptability, reserves, and various talents have reached an extremely high level beyond ordinary geniuses.
"Abominable ....."
Suddenly, a trace of jealousy was born in Ma Wen's heart, and he even hoped that Yang Ao would die outside like this, and even then he would have no way to live, but this also reflected how unwilling he was in his heart. He has always been known as a genius, and he thinks that with a little time, he can easily catch up with or even surpass other seasoned demon hunters. He regards his talent as his superior hole card, and feels that no one can be above him. Today, however, his self-confidence has been shattered.
"Is he going to use two demon knives at the same time?"
Drakes stared at Yoo outside, and seemed to be a little enthusiastic.
"No, probably not. No one can use two different demon blades at the same time, even if he is extremely talented and works extremely hard. Using the Demon Knife Pole requires extreme mental concentration, just like using 100% of the brain to sense. If two Demon Sword Poles are used at the same time, it may cause mental disorders. β
Ain replied to his words, and for some reason, the regimental commander seemed to know anything about it.
Eliz, who was completely different from the others, was silent at this time, her eyes staring intently at the Yang Ao who was suspended in the air, her eyes full of worry. This look was naturally seen by Ma Wen, who occasionally peeked at her.
"Uh--..."
He subconsciously clenched his fists, stared at Yang Ao viciously, and scolded softly. However, although he was unwilling, he did not have any other way.
At the moment when everyone seemed to be "each with a ghost", Yang Ao held two completely different demon knives and shot straight towards the "ugly troll", blue light wrapped around him, and when he accelerated to sprint, he crossed a blue arc behind him, like a high-speed moving blue nova.
"Enma Purge"
The hilt of the knife sent a steady stream of hot breath, scorching the palm of Yoo's hand as if it were holding a flame. No matter how he looked at his expression, he didn't seem to feel anything. The dark red sword light flashed, and the fire spread like a wave like a blooming red lotus. Immediately, Yang Ao slashed out with a sword, and the sword light carried the raging karmic fire to shatter the ice crystals used to imprison the monster.
"Click-"
A skull was cut flat and smooth, cut in two. Black blood erupted like a well of oil, but the flames on the blade evaporated the blood in an instant, and quickly spread to the monster's body. Eventually, as if ink had been soaked in a tissue, the flames continued to beat, engulfing the monster entirely. Not only the head that existed on the surface of the sea, but even the body under the surface of the sea was burning, and it was strange that it was in the ocean, but it was really strange that you could see the burning scenery.
"Eangβ"
The monster let out a roar so large that it seemed to cause a tsunami, swaying in the flames. The incessant incineration made the monster go berserk, and then it seemed as if he subconsciously wanted to extinguish the endless flames. It roared, and the remaining seven heads emitted light cannons of different attributes, and once again sprayed towards Yangao.
"Death of the Glacier"
Yang Ao swung the blue sword again, and the ice crystals swelled, and the cold air seemed to fill the entire space. The miraculous and gorgeous light cannon was once again resisted, turning into a stagnant ice sculpture. Then the blonde man stabbed out, and the ice sculpture cracked in response.
"What? I still want to run away after messing with me? β
As he spoke, he could see that the monster seemed to be preparing to dive into the depths of the sea and escape. The massive body shook in a row and shook more violently than the movement brought by the moment when it came out of the water. If the huge factory just now makes people feel desperate, then the rush to escape at this time will not make people want to chase after it at all. Of course, this is the case of ordinary people, and Yang Ao obviously does not belong to the scope of ordinary people.
"That's... That monster actually wanted to run away?!! β
β....β
This time it was Drex's turn to exclaim, and after seeing the monster as huge as a huge mountain being stabbed in the head, he actually went to the bottom of the sea in a panic, trying to escape from this place. Ma Wen on the side didn't say a word at the moment, but the corners of his eyes twitched, and his hands clenched into fists were trembling slightly. I don't know if I'm thinking about the rest of my life after the catastrophe, or if I'm jealous. However, compared to the wonderful expressions of the others, Eliz was all worried, she knew that this person would definitely catch up, but she couldn't contact Yang Ao in the distance, so she had to look over there a little nervously.
"I didn't allow you to leave like this."
Yoo kept an untamed smile and said to the "ugly troll" that was rapidly sinking to the bottom of the sea. Although the karmic fire that will not be extinguished by the sea is burning the monster's body at this time, you can still see the continuous light through the sea. However, entering the bottom of the sea, Yang Ao obviously has no such intentions.
But his expression was still smiling, and after staring at the monster that had been swimming at high speed after burrowing into the bottom of the sea, he raised the blue sword in his hand. However, if you look closely, the blade seems to be a little different from before, and it seems that the color has deepened a lot, but it may just be a matter of light.
"The Miracle of Moses"
I saw Yang Aoti holding the knife in his hand that could release the "Silent Ice River", pointing straight towards the gradually smaller firelight at the bottom of the sea. The blood-red light flowed rapidly from the blade to the tip of the blade like blood, and then condensed a little more at the tip, flickered and then vanished. Finally, the tip of the knife shot out a deep blue beam and pierced the sea.
"This is? Possess two extremely intentional swords?! β
Drakes could perceive that the Extreme Intent released from the "same" Taidao was completely different, but he had never seen a Taidao with two Extreme Intents. At this time, even Ain, whose expression was not particularly rich, was a little nervous, but his expression quickly returned to normal. After taking a closer look, he realized that this was not a demon knife with two extreme intentions at all, this was clearly another different demon knife. Although no one else saw it, Ain had a special reason and naturally saw the gap in his eyes.
"Three demon knives... Or is it .... On top of that..."
Ain held his cheeks in his hands, as if he was going to give the flirtatious blonde man a higher evaluation.
With the tip of Yangao's knife, the dark blue beam of light slammed straight into the sea. At that moment, the surface of the sea rushed back and forth like boiling water. Then, from the middle line, the water gradually receded in both directions. In time for the waves to crash, the center is like an invisible wall expanding, separating the two sides of the sea.
"Well, then, I'll give you the final blow."
Yang Ao only held a demon knife in his hand at this time, which was the dark blue knife used to open the sea. He smiled, stared at the "ugly troll" that had fallen into the abyss of the "bottom of the sea", and slowly raised the demon knife in his hand. The monster was long gone, but Yoo knew that it had fallen to the bottom of the canyon in the sea. I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but a black shadow can be faintly seen on the "bottom of the sea" where there is no longer seawater, and Yang Ao seems to be talking to the tiny black shadow.
Before he could finish speaking, the light that could shine on the earth like a miracle spread out from the middle of the demon knife, as if there was something else hidden in the demon knife. The blonde man raised his hand alone, and the dazzling light condensed and spread, shining like the sun, illuminating the dark night. Not only the surface of the sea, but also the sky seems to reflect the unbeatable light. This is the miracle, beyond the miracle of Moses' opening of the sea.
"Have you ever seen the world?"
Even now, Yoo still maintains his untamed smile, as if all this could not be taken lightly.
The dawn of the Holy Light made the night seem to turn into day. From afar, it looks like a lighthouse standing on the ocean. But this is far from a beautiful scene. If it was "Moses" who "opened the sea," then it seemed to pull the light of another higher power, just as "Jehovah," the one true God worshipped by "Moses." Just looking at this endless golden light is enough to make people feel awe. When God comes, all people will be surrendered.
Thousands of meters away on the sea, a group of people with different postures wearing the combat uniforms of the Emergency Rangers are driving their respective speedboats towards the habitat of the "ugly troll" to carry out the "rescue" mission of Yang Ao and others. Some of them looked nervous and were taking deep breaths to try to ease their minds. Some people are downplaying and are chatting leisurely with other people.
"That's... What is that..?! β
The people at the front of the line subconsciously spoke, and everyone was attracted by the sound, and they looked ahead together, only to see a strong golden light penetrating the sea mist in front of everyone. It was also the first time that the people of the Einsatzgruppen had seen such a strange holy light, which was obviously full of warm aura, but it made people's hearts tremble, and they even had an urge to worship.
"Over there, is there a war?"
"Who knows, maybe you've been shot down by a monster."
"Hey, Shi Yu, don't talk nonsense."
"Everybody speed up, maybe it's not good to go on like this."
.......
"Cruel tragedy,
This is an undeniable fact.
This situation is not caused by the butterfly effect caused by the successors, but they are just trying to write their ideal path for themselves from their own perspective and in their own way.
The nature of tragedy,
At the very beginning of all this, it was already established that the nature of someone was fixed when they first set sail.
The successors are merely covering up the fact that this coffin is closed.
So, under the heavy burial, the trajectory (trajectory) is quietly extinguished.
The camouflage of creating layers of imaginary numbers, and the trajectory no longer shines, and what remains is at best nothing like a cloud of tracks.
Tragedy, no matter how many times you flip through it, you still can't shed the mottled shell.
It is worth mentioning that even if the ending has been observed, even if everything has been burned, even if the sun has set three times, the successors will still dance, and will still follow the trajectory that has been false on their own path. β
The girl stood by the window and muttered to herself, her eyes glazed blank, just staring faintly out of the window. Outside was a vast expanse, and the white sky blended with the distant green peaks, but it did not give the girl a sense of magnificence.
"Who am I? How long has it been? β
It seemed that a voice in the girl's heart was asking her at this time, but she herself wanted to know the answer to the question. She hadn't forgotten her name, but she had too many names, too many names. On the other hand, she has lost a concrete concept of time. Few days? A few months? Or a few years? At least she herself had long forgotten the scene and time of being imprisoned in this cage for the first time. This small room with an unobstructed view seems to be out of the control of time. No matter how she perceives the flow of time in the outside world, even if she has seen things and people, she still has no consciousness of being in "time", just like the eternal paleness outside the window.
"It is not the deceased who sleeps immortally, even death will be annihilated in eternity."
The girl somehow thought of this, and her eyes were a little confused. Confused, she stared into the distance. I don't know how long later, the confusion in her eyes disappeared, and in its place was a strange expectation mixed with pain.
"When the world sends down treasures and gives them to mankind without desire, it is not intended to give people a new age. He is there to punish, to punish the arrogant, to plunge them into an uninterrupted, endless strife. When the medium descends on mortal bones, the trumpet of people fighting each other is sounded, and human beings cannot resist the exchange of power, prestige, power, money, and desire. In the end, the medium was shattered, but instead of a calm tomorrow, the world's punishment of humanity had just begun, and the real bloody battle and slaughter had officially begun. However, the new era that people were looking forward to had arrived, and it was born in the form of gunsmoke and wars. This is punishment, not a new birth. β