Izumi took a steady look at how it had all happened—a vomit urge poured out of his throat again, perhaps because of the thin air, but his heart beat faster and his head was dizzy, as if something didn't seem to belong to him. Before the nerve analysis could be used to inform his companion, the body took the first step, and his hand was stuck in the socket of the left eye that was injured in the repair period last time, and he uprooted the blue eyeball with just a slight flick! The implicated muscles also have an isomorphic luster and color. Ji Gao Shinai's face changed greatly: "Quan! What are you doing?! ”

Even he didn't know the answer to this question, but he couldn't even think normally now, and the only thing he could do was to allow his body to be freed up for the rest of his body: he held the eyeball with one hand and pressed it hard into the fast-moving, densely encircling tide. At the moment of their collision, a tooth-aching cry resounded through the sky, and the tide flickered painfully, and a path was clearly visible in the collision of light.

"Escape !!"

Worried that even this opportunity would be swallowed up by time, Izumi reluctantly moved his other hand to push her out. The tide soon converged again, cutting off the last visible light of the spring barren waves, and only had time to show Shinomai Yoshitaka a determined face. Countless dark red crystals tossed around him like flying sand and stones, narrowing the distance and scraping across his body aimlessly. There was a heart-piercing pain in the socket of the eyeball that had just been gouged out, and the attack he received at the moment made him not know what to do, like a dream, like those dreams. However, it was in this situation that the corners of his mouth were uncontrollably ...... Slowly raise it up.

Shinomai Yoshitaka barely regained her senses and continued to fight to eradicate the tides, but her mind echoed the scene of Izumi Arachi sticking her fingers to her eye sockets before pushing her away. The appearance of the eyeballs and muscular nerves constructed by the crystal pure blue is difficult for humans to distinguish from isomorphism...... Being completely isocrystalline, is this the end of being a "messenger"? Even the inside has become an inhuman existence, but why has it only been discovered until now...... However, the current situation did not allow her to think too much, and the tactic just now may be correct, as long as she uses her ability to assimilate those isomorphs, but can this extremely long process be completed before Izumi Huangbo still retains his vital signs?

Tongjingzi slowly merged again, she gritted her teeth and took a step back, first shook off the distance from Tongjingzi, and then waved the brush, countless oil paints gushed out from the tip of the pen, sprinkled on the bright tide; However, unlike just now, even if some parts are indeed eroded and assimilated, the eroded parts gradually begin to regenerate - wait, is this?! The memory goes back to the accident that Shibasaki Hitomi talked about, could it be that the anti-envoy was nearby and had already started to use the ability, or was it ...... It is a new and progressive ......

"Ji Gao!"

The anxious face of the paper ancestor Asuka appeared in front of him for a moment, and his giant axe slashed unmistakably into the tide that split behind her, although this straightforward attack could not completely destroy them, but the mere time for them to create a split could delay the tragedy that might happen next. Shino Yoshitaka came back to her senses and took a few steps closer to him in horror.

"You don't want to die, huh? Hey, didn't you come to investigate with Arabami-kun, where did he go? Although his tone was still as unreasonable as ever, he also lost his patience at this time, and asked while rampage to chop the tide into debris that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and then approached the whole again, his brows tightly locked, showing a rare nervousness, "I saw his chains on the side of the protective cover, what the hell is going on?!" This guy is the same as a slime! ”

“…… Inside that thing. "Shinomai Gitaka bit her lower lip and quickly entered the battle again, the purple isomorphs quickly attached to the red isomorphs, and the mixed parts escaped the heavy blow of the axe, but did not escape the fate of assimilation; The remaining remnants of the regeneration were chopped to pieces by later axes.

Paper Ancestor Flying Bird's movements: "What?!" ”

“…… I said yes, in this ...... Stuff inside!! The two of us were swept up together! Then Izumi he ......"

"Then don't talk nonsense!!"

The giant axe was detached from the paper ancestor bird's hand at the moment when it slashed at the entire Tongjingzi, and then split into countless pieces to form an encirclement, and under the guidance of something, it was rooted on the surface and gradually deepened, and at the moment when the paper ancestor bird's open hand was harvested into a fist, they were combined together, and the original giant axe shape slowly emerged - bright red cut the dark red straight through, like a butcher ripping off a large piece of meat, and a painful hiss came from the inside of all the same crystals, and he stepped on the same crystal with one foot without changing his face and slashed down again; While those anomalies were doomed, he looked into the gap, but could only see overflowing anomalous crystals. Could it be...... Frightened in his heart, he grabbed the handle of the axe and stabbed downward, piling up large pieces of isocrystals on both sides, and at the same time, Shinomai Yoshitaka applied attachment to those isocrystals and the main body, but no shadow of Izumi was visible in any case. "Liar, huh?! Shall it be ......" he muttered to himself, his face paling and narrowly failing to grip his axe, and caught a glimpse of the chain line that was about to be destroyed, and stumbled forward to help.

"Paper Ancestor! What did you find?! Ji Gao Shino Dance raised his head.

"Found what?! Don't you even realize this?! …… If that guy didn't come out until we killed it......

"Then he's devoured whole!!"

Yoshitaka Shinomai came back to her senses suddenly—the paper ancestor Asuka gritted her teeth and cut through the tide that tried to hold the chain and escape from the crack, and cut the part that was still hanging on the chain until it could no longer shake the chain. Dark red crystals sprinkled more than blood. His hands, or rather his whole body, trembled, and a few hints of anxious, heavy gasps could be caught in his clenched teeth. The oldest emissary in the team snorted a little uneasily, and took a step forward, but he couldn't take the second step, and could only continue to wave the brush to clear him of the remaining troubles of those different crystals. The phenomenon of being devoured can almost be said to be rare, but once encountered, it basically means that the messenger will be deprived of even the last chance to survive.

…… It's like ......

On the 31st day of the eighth month of the 15th year of the new calendar, "Bethel" was established near Canaan.

This is a place where all people have carved out a territory near Canaan and prayed to God for the Messenger to sleep. At that time, Shinomai Yoshitaka finally completed the patrol mission, but instead of hurrying back to the bedroom where she was left alone to read the updated comics, she found a flower from the hoverizer and came to Bethel along the way. She searched for the countless tombstones carved by different crystals, and finally stood in front of the lily-shaped tombstone engraved with "Paper Zu Sayaka", but there were already people on the side of the tombstone, standing there with their heads down, like a rain-soaked flower.

"Are you...... Paper Ancestral Flying Bird, right? Her fingertips converged and pressed on the flower she brought, and the flower slowly turned purple from the petals, bit by bit, freezing time eternally in this moment, "I saw you in Sister Sayaka's photo. Are you going to be a messenger too? ”

Asuka did not answer her, but silently held on to the tombstone, and even the assimilated corpse did not exist under the pale pink isomorphic crystals - Sayaka the Paper Zu, who was devoured by the homomorphic seed codenamed "Salome" with a danger level of five at around 5 p.m. on August 30, the fifteenth year of the new calendar, and no body was found after the defeat of "Salome", confirming that it had been absorbed and assimilated. And because this tombstone cannot be applied to the unwritten rule that "the tombstone should be made of one's own isocrystal", it is also used after Salome has been stripped of its isocrystal. Ji Gao Shino Dance handed the flower to the paper ancestor Asuka and helplessly explained in the face of his somewhat puzzled expression: "It's better for you to give this to your sister, right?" But if you're here, it does mean that you have the qualifications of an emissary, right? ”

“…… I'm here in the morning. ”

Paper Ancestor Asuka knelt down on one knee and placed the flower in front of the tombstone, smiling self-deprecatingly.

"I want to surprise my sister, but my brother suddenly came to see me, and even became a messenger like my sister, isn't this kind of thing great? In the future, I can fight side by side with my sister, and what my sister taught me can also come in handy, and the most important thing is that I have made an appointment with my sister and want to be together...... But after I passed the test, I heard from them that my sister was fighting, so I waited for my sister to come back. ”

The overwhelming pale pink, the witch-like posture, the head from its hand and its own death-like gaze, and the people who fought—the heroic and beautiful seniors who did things without delay, and countless teammates who would never come back, were all fighting hard to annihilate it, and even after waking up from a nightmare two years later, he still wanted to tell the past Yoshitaka Shinomai with a wry smile, "Those people will only be you alone in the end."

“…… Then, it became like this. ”

Paper Ancestor Asuka stood up, he may have been crushed by grief at that time, so his future perverse bravado was not yet visible. He just maintained an expressionless appearance, but his eyes were slightly hot and red. Shino Yoshitaka took a few steps forward, clenched fists trying to smash the tombstone countless times, but in doing so, it would destroy one of the proofs that Sayaka Shizuku had survived in the world, so in the end, the fist was gently pressed against the tombstone.

"I said, Paper Ancestor, come to my bedroom with Sister Sayaka in a while."

"Huh......?"

"Find what you want to bring with you and take it with you, and keep it as a souvenir. It's your freedom to take whatever you want, so you don't have to get rid of it. If you understand, follow me. ”

…… Around that time, the paper ancestor Asuka who had to fight no matter what was going to be fought was already croaking to the ground, full of anger and sorrow, and a sense of chasing that forced himself to "fight".

Yoshitaka Shino snorted, and in the gap, he condensed a ball of oil paint with his left hand and smashed it straight at the paper ancestor flying bird who was doing it like crazy. Oil paint opened a human-like mouth and roared a warp of twisted machinery in his ear: "I know what you're thinking, but the priority is to calm down!" ”

"Arana-kun is still inside!!"

The handle of the axe, less than a few centimeters below the blade, instantly knocked the oil paint back into Shinomai's hand. The paper ancestor flew neatly and unscrupulously to cut the tide one by one, and had to look at the largest piece that was still crawling on the ground and squirming, still slashing and slashing everywhere without giving up, and striking a little on the strange crystal of the Yoshitaka Shino Dance. Shinoi Yoshitaka let out a cry of pain—but there was no time left for her to scold Asuka Paper, for the isomorphs in those subjects had frozen again and silently grabbed his ankles.

"Paper Ancestor! You-"

She took a deep breath and threw the brush in her hand in the same way as the paper bird, but instead of shattering into debris, the brush that had been thrown straight out of the air like a javelin began to lose its shape, expanding and condensing in the lonely air like oil paint—the barrel was concave as if it had been destroyed, and the nib was embedded in the depression, and all kinds of colors appeared in the purple, and finally all were absorbed by the purple. At the same time, the paintbrush had completely turned into an oil paint, wrapping the paper ancestor bird that was trying to cut off the isomorph and slammed it into the chain. The tide that had been crumbling all fell off and smashed their kind.

Oil paint, shimmering in different colors and never fixed in shape, rushed through the same amorphous heteromorphic crystals and approached a safe place. She could feel that the paper ancestor bird remained in a stiff position, and she probably couldn't move. Shino Ji took a deep breath: "...... Hey, Paper Ancestor, can you hear me......? ”。

She was met with silence.

"You are not dead and you are not devoured!!" She swallowed and hesitated to continue, carefully keeping an eye out for other tides, shaking them all off as soon as they came close. The residual amount in the body is not enough to sustain the more demanding movements, otherwise it will lead to more and more assimilated parts, just like those predecessors. "I'll put you down in a while, and keep fighting, do you hear?"