Chapter 710: The paper airplane of my childhood finally flew back into my hands
Asakura almost peed: "That's too scary, let's stop it!" β
Beria: "Then you fold the paintings, fold them into paper airplanes, and I'll give you a Children's Day gift to make sure you come out on top!" β
Asakura Riku: "Huh? β
I don't know what this is going to do, but it sounds more reliable than a broken boulder in my chest.
He folded a paper airplane on the spot, blew lightly on the nose of the plane, and threw it upward.
The paper airplane rushed towards the blazing sun hanging from the sky, but was quickly pulled by gravity, spiraling down, and about to hit the ground.
"Cut, what's so nice about this."
An angry voice came, as if to embarrass Asakura.
At this moment, Beria's right index finger stretched out and raised it upward.
A strange wind appeared, and the paper airplane that was about to land circled again.
The parents in the audience didn't care about this "death throes", thinking that this boring talent show would soon end with the landing of paper airplanes.
But then, with the constant shaking of Beria's index finger, one strange wind after another was generated, holding the paper airplane and circling.
One lap, ten laps, one hundred laps...... Instead of landing, the paper airplane flew higher and higher.
The parents, teachers, and students in the audience also looked more and more surprised, and they exchanged their heads in amazement.
"It's not scientific! How did this paper airplane fold and why can it still fly now! β
"This can already apply for the Disney World Record, it can't be some kind of high-tech, right?"
"No, didn't you use an A4 sheet of paper before?"
The audience's discussion was noisy, and the look of Asakura Lu on the stage became more and more amazed.
"Asakura Lu-san, how did you do it?" The lesbian table with a little festive with him and freckles on his face couldn't help but ask.
"Is there any way to lose the plane?" Those classmates who look at him with colored glasses will also be humbly asking for advice.
For these ten-year-olds, paper airplanes that never land are so cool.
"Xiao Lu, is this some kind of magic?" The English teacher, who has always been steady, also asked, and the adults also thought that this paper airplane was awesome.
Lu Asakura, who was not popular in the past, became the focus of the crowd at this moment, and the children of the same school looked at him with reverence.
Asakura Lu, who was in the spotlight for the first time, was also a little nervous, although he didn't understand what the principle was, but he knew that Beria was definitely doing it.
He hurriedly turned his head and wanted to ask clearly, but he didn't see Beria again, and his expression froze instantly.
I'm going back.
The joy in Asakura's heart was gone, and it was replaced by another peaceful emotion.
To everyone's doubts, he replied with a smile: "There is the power of heroes on the plane...... It's the hero I aspire to! β
Moe Aizaki, a sixth-grader, leaned over and asked, "The power of the hero, is it the flash man above?" β
"No, is this holster really that powerful, and you can draw it so that the plane doesn't fall?" Some students were skeptical.
But the truth is that even if Beria disappears, the strange wind still exists, and the paper airplane continues to spiral upward.
"Three thousand six hundred and forty-five, three thousand six hundred and forty-six, three thousand six hundred and forty-seven......"
More and more people are counting, and everyone can't help but chant along and record this miracle together.
When the count reached "three thousand six hundred and fifty", the paper airplane completely disappeared from everyone's field of vision, "submerging" into the dazzling scorching sun overhead.
"Goodbye, father." The young Asakura Lu whispered, with a hint of relief on his face.
Even if he leaves his side for a while, he will still remember this light and live with it against the sky.
In order to meet him again, ten years later!
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At the same time, "now" on the moon.
Normalcy Sero struggled to support the offensive of the Evil Belial, and the speed of the flickering of the colored timer became more and more rapid, and it could fall at any moment.
The controlled Red-Eyed G&D has gained a crushing advantage, like the rampaging Dark Shine Orb, and it looks like it is about to tear down Dark Lops.
"Bang!" "Boom!"
He took the two head darts he had removed from Dark Lops' head and used them as crowbars to drag Dada out of his body and break it into pieces.
"Am I going to stop here, Speaker Yu, Marshal Beria, help!" Dada's wails grew weaker and weaker.
"Click!" Just as Red-Eyed was about to deliver the fatal blow to Dada, his body stiffened like an electric shock and stopped moving.
Beria, who was pressing down on Sero, was stunned for a moment, thinking that this was a failure?
He gave the order again to emphasize: "Son, kill him for me!" β
Red-eyed Jiede still didn't move, and Asakura's voice came from inside: "No...... I'm not your son! β
The Evil Beria was horrified and thought to himself, how could this be possible!
Even if this guy's consciousness is not crushed by himself, it is impossible to control this body!
In the interior of G&D, nineteen-year-old Asakura Lu is no longer angry.
He looked back at the little Asakura Lu who was looking up at the sun at the campus festival, and unconsciously showed a happy smile.
He remembered, remembered!
The "dream" that seemed real and illusory in the past, and the "father" who was separated by a thin layer of mist, all became clear, touched by him, and became his own experience.
He's not a kid no one wants, he's had a father!
A father who will support him and let him be himself, not a tool!
The gloom in my heart was swept away, and the sun poured in.
In the next moment, this space enclosed by the evil thoughts of Dark Beria also "saw the sun", and the dark space suddenly lit up.
The magic clouds above Asakura Lu were dispelled by the brilliant sunlight, and a familiar paper airplane came with a thousand golden lights and landed in his hands.
"What is this, what is this!"
From all directions came the terrified cries of the evil thoughts of the dark Belial, and the light made him suffer from the pain of being burned.
Asakura Lu's eyes drooped, and a burning heat burned in his throat, and his eyes were blurred.
"This is my true father, a gift to me."
"This is the best Children's Day gift I've ever received!"
With his shout, the paper airplane condensed and condensed in the golden light, turning into a golden capsule.
That's the capsule of Radiant Sero.
Asakuru tapped the capsule, and divine light burst out, dispelling the darkness, and the thick demon cloud quickly disappeared.
"It's coming again!" This wisp of dark Beria's evil thoughts roared unwillingly.
He was once again expelled from the consciousness space by the power of Radiant Sero!
No, not expulsion, but obliteration!
"No!" With an unwilling roar, this evil thought was completely erased by this eternal golden light.
The divine and intense brilliance diffused, and the black mist was dispelled, transforming the space into a golden light.
Asakura Lu took out the Jiede sublimator: "It's time to end, just use the power left to me by my father to crush your ambitions!" β
βYou goοΌβ He tapped the capsule of Radiant Sero, unleashing its power.
βI goοΌβ He tapped the capsule to release its power.
This time, when Pei Laobai's capsule was inserted, the vague resistance of the past disappeared.
βHere we goοΌβ Lu Asakura calibrated the G&D sublimator with the two capsules: "Burst, faith!" β
(End of chapter)