Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Price of Six Flowers
The cameraman from Kyoto Broadcasting pulled in and found that the goth girl standing on the giant icicle was still wrapped in a bandage on her left hand, and it was this hand that covered the right side of her pretty face that was covered by an eyepatch.
For some reason, the cameraman shuddered, and he always felt that something big was about to happen.
Not only the cameramen, but also the unintelligent fire trees, no longer attacking the human maidens, but constantly retracting their rhizomes as cautiously as if they were encountering a natural predator.
"Banished this world!" On top of the icicle, Liuhua opened her mouth and shouted, and at the same time, the aura on her left hand wrapped in the strap surged, and she pulled off the blindfold in one fell swoop.
In the golden right eye, a snowflake-like pattern on the Vision of the Japanese God appeared, until the elemental power gathered to the extreme, and the powerful recoil force caused the upper half of Liuhua's body to fall back violently, like a broken doll.
The cameraman's attention was no longer on Liuhua, but on the pillar of light that shot out of the mysterious girl's eyes.
The golden light pierced through the water vapor and smoke until it pierced through the clouds, forcing the moonlight in the sky to fall.
During this time, the flocks of fire trees on the hillside retreated, like something terrifying.
Airplanes~
The extremely wonderful sound, the sky-high golden light dissipated, and was replaced by a dark spatial crack, and the extreme cold spread to all sides, causing the photographer to tremble.
'What's going to happen in there?' ’
All those who watch the Kyoto broadcast are curious.
A huge golden eye appeared from it, occupying the space of the entire spatial crack, no more, no less, a perfect fit.
There are snowflake patterns hidden in the giant eyes, and everything in the human world is spied on.
Suddenly, the lens in front of the camera gradually condensed into an ice fog, and even the frost flowed away towards the cameraman.
"Why is it so cold?" The driver, who did not understand what was happening, shuddered.
"Don't, don't shoot!" The reporter hurriedly turned off the camera and forcibly took the valuable machine back from the cameraman and threw it aside.
"Huh~Huh~" The cameraman still kept his original posture still, his eyelashes, eyebrows, and hair had already condensed patches of frost, his mouth was cold, his body was stiff, and his hands were even more frostbitten.
The reporter hurriedly turned on the undercover camera on his body, briefly took a picture of the cameraman, and then looked under the helicopter.
Unlike the previous heat waves, the nearby wildfire area was completely turned upside down and turned into an extreme ice field, and those immortal fire trees extinguished the flames and froze in the ice.
The goth girl, holding an umbrella in one hand, still stood on top of the giant icicle, looking down on everything on the enemy.
The more the reporter looked forward, the more frightened he became, the temperature gauge of the helicopter had dropped to minus 10 degrees, and the temperature in the ice field below would only become more exaggerated.
She didn't dare to face the giant eye in the sky, lest she end up like the cameraman.
Foot.
"What's that?" The officers looked at the otherworldly eyes that tore through the clouds and mist in the sky, and just one glance at them made them feel cold.
"Hmph~" Sanae shuddered, forcibly held back her petite body that was about to tremble, and laughed loudly: "That's my lord's dependents in another world, if it weren't for the fact that this world couldn't bear the advent of 'it', the spirit of mountain fire."
Yuta and Mori Xia rubbed their shoulders at the same time, and subconsciously looked at each other, and their tacit understanding has been getting higher and higher recently.
"Isn't that the giant eye of New York that went viral on the Internet more than a month ago?"
"Is it really Liuhua?"
The two were silent, recalling the comments below the video, and their envy for the Vision was a little more.
Barrier tape.
"Captain! There's a quick one here! The rescue team didn't have time to look at the giant eye in the sky, they only knew that the temperature in the air had dropped a little more, and the mountain road was more slippery than before.
The rescue captain hurriedly ran up, and in front of him was a young man covered in the smell of smoke, his eyes were closed, his body was shaking, and his breathing was weak.
"Have you medicated?"
"Yes, the heart rate is still dropping, he might."
The rescue captain made a brief observation and decided to give up, there are so many of them, but there are not a few people who need to be rescued.
"I'll do it." A gentle female voice came.
The two of them raised their heads at the same time, and who else appeared in front of them, except for Ninety-Nine Seven Se?
The rescue captain gave up his position, and before coming to the rescue, his superiors had explained that no matter what happened, the supreme command was in the hands of the lady of the Ministry of Defense in front of him.
The team couldn't help but say, "We've used the medicine, unless someone can give him CPR all the time, and"
The captain pulled the team members and motioned for them to shut up.
Nanase smiled gently, she half-crouched down, and in the stunned eyes of the two, a thick ancient book appeared from the void with the starlight, and the small hand covering the wounded appeared with blue light, and the water flowed with it.
Skyrim, Oz hidden in the shadows, the crow's eyes reflect Nanase's actions.
"Like Miss Barbara, she is also the owner of the Vision of the Water God, and she also has healing powers." Oz flapped his wings and spoke highly of Nanase, the 'wet nurse'.
'In the case of the owner of the Wind Vision, they and Liuhua are on the same team. Fischl thought, and she glanced casually, her main focus still on Rokuka.
The giant eye opened in the sky seemed to be invincible, suppressing the mountain fire and mystery in one fell swoop, but the hidden spirit of the mountain fire was still silently observing everything.
On the other hand, Liuhua, this little girl has a tendency to relax.
Compared to the movement when tearing open the spatial rift, the golden giant eyes of the sky left silently.
The dark cracks were closed, and the temperature around them was rising.
Liuhua, who was standing on the icicle, didn't suppress the excitement in her heart, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up the arc, if she didn't want to maintain the solemnity and mystery of her 'Evil King's True Eye', she couldn't help but jump up.
Liuhua raised her neck, her skin in the moonlight, she observed the broken clouds, and said to herself, "The power of the Evil King's True Eye has passed a little strongly, but fortunately, the power of the other world has recovered."
This is a comparison with the "self" of the events in New York.
In the shadows, Oz stared at the Spirit of the Mountain Fire, the mysterious being born from the Mountain Fire, which had quietly moved its body, gathering strength among the canopies, and was aimed at the six flowers that were indulging in fantasy.
"Miss, do you want to fix it?" Oz asked.
"The battle is not over yet, and Liuhuaqing should pay the price for her light enemy." Fischl came to a conclusion.
"Yes." Oz looked at Liuhua with concern, an existence one order higher than Liuhua sneaked up, and it was inevitable that he would be hit hard.
Even if you are not careful, you may fall.
Boom ——!
While Rokka was still immersed in his own fantasy, the extremely rich fire element condensed into a beam of light, piercing through the smoke and ice forest to hit the target!
PS. Thank you for your concern! My second yang is almost better, except for a little blade voice, this time the yang is mainly sleepy and weak, I feel that I can sleep eighteen hours a day hehe~
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