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Even the little slippery head trembled and came up to him, and struggled to pull him up from the ground, but he didn't even realize it.

The Edge of the Pure World.

Is that the name?

The blood-red blade is incomparably vivid even in the dim moonlight.

Tails struggled to clear his mind of thoughts, forgetting even the environment he was in.

Is this sword a living thing?

If so, why did it stay motionless in the Black Sword's hand before?

If not, what exactly is that sound......

No, that kind of voice from the ear, more like the voice from the bottom of the heart, why is it so similar to what happened to the high priest of the Haoyue Temple when he prayed?

The moment he touched it, the burning sensation that seeped out of his body reminded him of the scene when the magic energy was "out of control", was there any connection between it?

Also, "it" says: my blood brother. What does that mean?

"It" also said: long time gone.

Has he seen this thing before with the legendary anti-demon forces?

More and more questions emerged from Tails' thoughts, but none of them were answered.

Only to make him more and more confused and confused.

"What did you do!"

The voice of the black sword came from his ears, serious and sharp.

Tails was startled, came back to his senses, and unconsciously let go of his right hand.

When!

The small red sword in his hand slid to the ground.

Black Sword struggled with his weak body and lifted his upper body.

I don't know if it was because of the shock or physical damage, his face was very ugly, and a pair of sharp eyes locked on Tails's face:

"Why, why did it suddenly become effective?"

Tails reacted at this time, he looked at the small sword on the ground, took a deep breath, and looked up at the black sword.

"This one...... the second prince squeezed out an embarrassed smile: "No...... You know?"

Black Sword's brow furrowed tighter and tighter.

The little slippery head let out a "huh".

"Look!"

The girl pointed to the ground, her voice tinged with surprise: "It's back again!"

Black Sword and Tails were startled, their eyes once again drawn to the small sword on the ground.

I saw that the small sword that had shone red in Tails' hand began to slowly change color.

The blade, which was as bright as blood, faded and faded again on the ground, turning into a dull and dull deep matte red as before, as if all blood had been drained.

Tails blinked in disbelief.

He's not the only one who reacts this way.

The legendary killer of the Brotherhood shook his head in confusion.

"What the hell is this ......"

"If Ramon is still ......" Black Sword looked at the dimmed little sword, lowered his head and gritted his teeth, his eyes full of unwillingness.

At this moment, a loud roar was heard again in the distance.

"Bang!"

Before everyone could react, a dilapidated house not far away suddenly turned to powder!

A terrifying giant blood-colored tentacle rose into the sky.

In the distance, the figure of the hydra loomed in the smoke and dust.

Tails and Little Slippery both shook and watched in amazement as the tentacle split into countless tiny limbs again, swept towards them like a swarm of densely wriggling snakes!

"What are you waiting for?"

Black Sword's anxious roar sounded: "Run!"

Tails is a spirit.

Without saying anything, he pulled up his little pale little slippery head, didn't care about everything just now, just rushed in the opposite direction to the tentacles!

It's this tentacle again......

So Tails gritted his teeth and Aishida, did he really lose?

Aren't magicians immortal and immortal?

So how did he lose?

Damn it.

He's got to keep running!

As for the black sword that was still on the ground and couldn't move......

I can only wish him good luck.

This time, however, the tentacles seemed to be exceptionally swift and powerful, and they swept across the corpse-strewn streets like a tidal wave, making terrifying "sizzling" sounds everywhere they went!

Tails listened to it in his ears, and he only felt a chill on his scalp and a dead soul.

Without Ashida's cover and protection, this time, they had just run four or five steps before the first small tentacle chased after them.

This time, it's only targeting Tails!

For a moment, Tails felt the weight of his feet, and his ankle was entangled in the tentacle that came first.

Tails felt a chill in his heart.

"Boom!"

He stumbled and fell to the ground!

The tentacle began to roll, dragging him back.

"No!" Slicker exclaimed, and she turned around and grabbed Tails' arm in an attempt to save him from the tentacle entanglement.

But how did the strength of the two children struggle with the tentacles of the multi-headed snake?

Together, they were dragged towards the snake-like tentacles.

"Damn it!"

Tails' scalp tingled as he watched his ankle get tighter and tighter.

He glanced behind them again, only to see other tentacles that were getting closer and closer, extending in front of him in a matter of seconds!

The stumps in the tentacles, either melted or broken, and adhered together, are already clearly visible in front of you!

Tails shuddered, and quickly turned around and shouted, "Run!"

But the little slippery head just bit his lower lip, hugged his arm tightly, and shook his head desperately.

They were dragged back several meters.

"Zizi ......"

The terrifying sound of flesh grinding came from far and near.

Tails' heart froze.

Worst.

It's too late.

Soon, countless tentacles, covering the sky and the moon, swept in like a surging wave.

The first tentacle wraps around the left arm of the little slippery head.

The second only covered Tails' back.

Third, fourth, fifth......

From his limbs to his body, these tentacles bind him and Little Slippery Heads firmly!

"No!"

Slippery, warm, but disgustingly stump tentacles, covered Tails' eyes in a roar, keeping the little slippery head full of tears out of his sight.

Little Slick screamed, grabbing Tails' hand and letting go in the tug.

Tails' eyes were torn as he watched the little slippery face's weeping face, which was obscured by the tentacles, and disappeared in front of him.

No, no!

In the tugging of tentacles all over his body, Tails reached for the JC dagger desperately.

At the moment of life and death, he no longer cares about any secrets, nor does he care about any side effects.

He had to use magical energy...... Or maybe he thought it was something magical!

But just as the second prince was about to take the dagger and stab him, another tentacle came from behind and restrained his right arm.

And then drag it back!

He didn't touch the dagger.

Tails gritted his teeth unwillingly.

No.

He was like a prey hunted by a spider, trapped in a spider's web, unable to move.

The only way to do this is to close your eyes and wait for death.

But it's also at this time.

The low roar of the black sword suddenly came from his ears.

"Ahh

Immediately after, the sound of flesh and blood breaking came one after another.

"Whoa!"

Tails was shaken, and he felt that the momentum of his drag had suddenly decreased.

The next moment, the tentacles that wrapped around his head and face suddenly loosened!

Blood splattered, and a black sword covered in bruises appeared in Tails' line of sight.

Tailston's spirits lifted!

Before he could speak, in the surging group of tentacles, the black sword shouted violently and waved the small red sword in his hand.

"Whew!"

The wind howled, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the blade of the sword drew an arc in circles among the countless flesh and blood of the tentacles.

Cut and cut off tentacles one by one.

The tentacles shook violently, like a boiling oil pot, frantically attacking the black sword!

With a scarred body, the black sword showed a swiftness that did not match his physical condition, his body sometimes trembling to break free from entanglement, sometimes turning sharply to dodge attacks, fighting his way through the tentacles in all directions.

The black sword shook a tentacle that stretched out to his left shoulder, and then his right arm shuddered, shaking off a tentacle that was attached to it in a strange rhythm, and then roared in anger to sever a tentacle that bound Tails' left leg.

The black sword's face was ugly, and he stepped on the tentacles everywhere, and his legs had been unconsciously entangled, but he was still unconscious.

The small sword in his hand never stopped, sometimes slicing through one of the tentacles that bound Tails, sometimes slicing horizontally through a tentacle that tried to stop him.

In the countless tentacle groups, the black sword stood in front of Tails, his eyes resolute, and his figure flickered.

At that moment, he was like a worm that fell into a spider's web, but he was still restless, tenacious and unyielding, struggling desperately, and shaking endlessly.

Tails stared blankly.

"Hold on to me!"

The black sword roared, his thickly clothed, bloodstained left arm poking out and clasping Tails' shoulder.

Then he swung his small sword again, instantly severing the three tentacles that were entwining Tails!

"Whew!"

The next moment, Black Sword's expression was fierce, and he pulled Tails out of the full tentacle pile like he was pulling a turnip!

Tails clutched the black sword's arm and coughed incessantly.

With a powerful swing of the black sword, he threw Tails out of the range of his tentacles!

Tails rolled to the ground, gasping for breath.

Several tentacles wanted to follow Tails, but they were mercilessly cut off in front of them by the black sword.

And the black sword himself was tightened by the tentacles.

Tails didn't care about catching his breath, so he hurriedly turned back, only to see the black sword that was almost overwhelmed by the tentacles, struggling after rescuing Tails with a round of explosions.

Tails was about to crawl backwards subconsciously, but when he looked up and saw the black sword's eyes, he couldn't help but stop.

The man, in the tentacle pile, was still fighting.

"This sword...... How doesn't it work!" The black sword looked at the small red sword in his hand and roared, "These things haven't disappeared!"

Tails, who had just escaped death, only felt exhausted, he propped up the floor, listening to the sizzling sound of tentacles behind him, and the helpless expression of the little slippery head being pulled away finally appeared in his eyes, only to feel unbearable resentment in his heart.

How could it be.

He gritted his teeth, and without thinking about it, he yelled back: "How the hell do I know! I just took it and ...... it."

As soon as the words came out, the two of them were shocked!

Tails understood something.

A tentacle took the opportunity to wrap around the black sword's neck, strangling him to tremble.

At the critical moment, the black sword did not swing his sword again, and he, who was almost overwhelmed by the tentacles, glanced at Tails deeply.

"Little one!" the black sword raised his voice.

Tails gasped, struggling to his feet.

A few tentacles had bypassed the black sword and arrived in front of Tails!

However, the next moment, Tails saw the black sword's arm move, bringing the wind to roar.

I saw a black shadow, spinning and rushing towards the traverser's face!

Tails subconsciously squinted his eyes and involuntarily raised his right hand to protect his head and face.

But the shadow spun around in just the right place, falling into the palm of Tails' right-hand hand that had just been raised.

The Prince of Stars unconsciously shook it, and he felt a weight in his hand!

Tails bent his knees, and he scrambled to grasp the small sword thrown by the black sword, and the hilt of the sword flew just enough to fly into his palm.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Tails took a deep breath and the black sword shot was really accurate.

Black Sword took one last look at Tails, and was completely overwhelmed by the tentacles.

The tentacles wrapped in the black sword lifted the "prey" and rolled back.

Tails snorted in a trance, but he knew what he was going to do.

Come on.

He gritted his teeth, brandished his sword, and ran forward through the ruins and snow beneath his feet.

Hurry up and give it to me......

It works for me!

"Ahh

The next moment, Tails roared desperately, as if this would calm him down, and he swung his small sword at the tentacles that came in front of him.

One tentacle touched Tails' face, causing him to feel numb, and the other reached out to his hands with an unpleasant sizzling sound.

But in the next moment, that strange burning sensation hit my heart again, and the blood vessels began to stir again.

Tails' little sword changed.

As if infused with some kind of power, its dull crimson blade began at the hilt of Tails' hand, gradually changing color and glowing.

It was bright and blood-red again, as if it had been rejuvenated as before.

Red light spreads out.

The two tentacles closest to Tails suddenly trembled in front of the blade of the little sword!

In just a few seconds, they curled up from warm, strong flesh to gray limbs, sizzling with flames and red steam, and turned to ashes alive!

Tails was shocked: It works!

He didn't stop, but rushed forward as if he were dead.

Not far away, the Blood Magician, who was confronting Grivoy and Nicolais, turned his head thoughtfully and glanced in this direction.

Giza's tentacles are very "impressive", and the warm substance and sticky and slippery feeling that Tyers never wants to taste a second time in his life.

It's disgusting.

But this time, Tails just lowered his head and charged desperately with his small sword raised.

However, Tails was surprisingly untouched by any physical obstacles that would hold him back for more than a few seconds, despite how intimidating the tentacles had looked before.

Tails stared at the ground, not letting the surging tentacles in front of him affect his vision, and just relied on one breath, constantly running.

His whole body crashed into the tentacle pile wrapped in the black sword in an orderly manner.

The wall of flesh and blood of the tentacles crumbled at the touch, and ash continued to fall in front of him.

If it was entangled in the tentacles, Tails would subconsciously lean the blade there for a few seconds, and the tentacles would tremble slightly, and then loosen and turn into ashes.

Like the ripples on the surface of the lake, the tentacles trembled in front of him and retreated and dispersed.

At a faster speed than when it came, it shrank towards the roots.

But Tails still didn't care, just blindly raised his sword and charged.

The next second, he only felt empty under his feet.

Tails panicked, and the whole person fell down!

But he didn't fall.

"Boom!" came a muffled sound.

Tails felt a pain in his head and felt like he had hit a thick wall.

He was caught by something at the right time.

"Enough!"

Black Sword's indifferent voice rang out from his ears.

Tails was shocked, and then he looked up.

The black sword, who had been freed from the predicament, had a bad expression, and he grabbed Tails's wrist and stopped the small red sword in front of his neck.

"Enough is enough. The black sword said coldly, letting go of his arm along with the small sword.

Terles, who was in a state of panic, found his breath back.

For the rest of his life, he looked left and right: he saw the tentacles retreating one after another, sparsely and sporadically rolling back, or withering in place, or disappearing into the darkness.

It's like nothing happened just now.

Only one person was missing.

Tails took two steps forward, dazed, and saw nothing but corpses and withered tentacles on the ground.

"It's too late," Black Sword's sharp eyes stared at the darkness in the distance, and there was a weakness in his voice, "I can't catch up." ”

Tails' heart fluttered, and he clutched the little red sword, sliding feebly to the ground, biting his lower lip.

However, his left hand inadvertently pressed on something.

The same hard object.

Tails lowered his head, and then he was shocked.

That's glasses with little slippery heads.

The pair of black-rimmed glasses that didn't fit her.

One of the lenses has been worn out a small bit.

However, its owner ......

Tails couldn't help but feel a sourness.

Small slippery ......

He dragged her away from King Nunn, from Ashida, from Giza's tentacles.

But now, she's finally ......

Thinking of this, Tails only felt a choke in his throat, and his heart felt like a boulder was blocked.

No.

Tails picked up the torn pair of glasses and bit his lip.

In his mind, he couldn't stop flashing the moment when Xiao Slippery was holding his arm tightly, and then drowned in the tentacles, screaming and being dragged away.

No.

The black sword clutched his chest, sat down with a shaky sway, and squirted a mouthful of blood on the ground to straighten out his snort, and then raised his head.

Tails closed his eyes and hung his head.

Seeing Tails' appearance, Black Sword sighed deeply.

"It seems that you really did something...... "Black Sword looked at the tentacles around him that were withered and blackened, and even scattered into ashes, and said slowly:

"It only reacts to your touch. ”

"That sword seems to be effective only in your hands to restrain the mage. ”

Immersed in unspeakable sadness, Tails shuddered slightly.

Tails' eyes swept blankly over the bright red weapon in his hand.

"Do you have anything to explain?" Black Sword shook his head, put away his previous expression, and said lightly.

Tails frowned, looking at Black Sword with resentment or annoyance.

Why does he still care about this?

Tails was silent for a long time before he spoke.

"Explain?" Tails sneered sadly, "Explain the fart." ”

Black Sword ignored his words and instead looked at Tails' face.

A few seconds later, the black sword suddenly spoke:

"'Teal ambitions'. ”

Tails absentmindedly replied, "What?"

"What do you have to do with that place?" asked Black Sword earnestly.

At this moment, Tails only felt that there was a resentment filling his chest, and he didn't have the slightest intention to pay attention to the black sword, and said coldly: "There is a fart relationship!"

Tails lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

He closed his eyes, trying not to look at the corpses that had fallen to the ground on both sides of the street, and they were even more unrecognizable under the attack of the tentacles just now.

Black Sword didn't answer him, just frowned and looked at the darkness in the distance.

"Don't you know," after a moment, Black Sword's tone turned cold, "She's because of you." ”

Tails looked up with a shudder, his eyes flickering at the black sword.

"Everyone here, including Ramon, thousands of people have died because of you, and you yourself should be well aware of this," Black Sword said emotionally, "How do you feel?"

Tails snorted unconsciously, his eyes hollow.

"This is the disaster brought by those monsters," Black Sword said lightly, "Twelve years ago, I saw such a tragedy, corpses everywhere, countless ruins, taken away companions, innocent people involved, and those monsters who didn't care about it, and the hateful eyes of those monsters who didn't care, and no one else......"

"To those monsters, we're just thinking and talking bugs, nothing compared to their goal, even if it's ridiculously ridiculous. ”

Tails gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes, "What are you hinting at?"

"The magician has destroyed the entire city, and I, including me and you, must be held accountable for it," the black sword let out a long sigh, as if the wounds on his body had healed a lot, "so we have to do something...... Even if it's for the girl next to you, isn't it?"

Tails pinched the black-rimmed glasses in his hand, blended them evenly, and inhaled.

"You need my help. Tails was sure of it.

Black Sword nodded slowly.

"This sword can only be effective in your hand," the black sword stared into Tails' eyes, "now that we've got this weapon, we have to do something." ”

"So yes, I need your help. Black Sword repeated his words.

"What do you want to do?" Tails' breathing began to scramble, his voice a little hollow.

This time, the black sword stared at him for a long time before slowly speaking.

"Look around us, look at the ruins they left behind......" Black Sword stood up tremblingly from the ground, his eyes looking into the distance, "That thing is still raging I guess, Longxiao City can't control the situation anymore." ”

Tails shuddered, and he reacted.

"You want ......"

Tails was a little surprised, he followed the eyes of the black sword, and turned his head to look at Kilica in the distance: "You want to find ...... Blood Magician?"

"We're going to end this," Black Sword nodded:

"End the nightmare of the city. ”

"If you're lucky......"

"You can even save that girl......"

"If she hadn't been eaten by that thing. ”

Tails' breath slowly accelerated.

"Otherwise, as long as you're still here, as long as that thing is still here," Black Sword said with deep meaning: "You and the unlucky people around you, there will be no peace, even if that girl is rescued, she will eventually fall into the hands of those monsters again." ”

"Even if you have this sword. ”

Tails frowned and looked at the small sword in his hand.

"The Edge of the Pure World. After a few seconds, he whispered.

"What?" Black Sword frowned.

"The name of this sword," Tails stared at the sword in his hand, staring at its blood-red blade, his eyes flashing with determination: "It's called the Pure World Edge." ”

Black Sword looked at him and suddenly smiled, "You really know something. ”

"Not much more than you. Tails was blank and emotionless.

"So, little one, what about your decision?" Black Sword did not continue the topic, he looked at the little prince with a compelling look in his eyes, "As the youngest ...... in history Legendary Leader of the Anti-Demon Forces. ”

Tails gave a deep sigh.

He looked at the Pure World Edge in his hand.

The only thing left in my ears was the howling cold wind and the faint sizzling sound of the hydra.

In front of his eyes, Ashida's deep eyes appeared.

Giza's lovely gentle smile.

Little Slippery Head with a tearful expression.

The cries of the Northlanders fleeing for their lives rang in their ears.

At that moment, Tails' eyes became firm.

"Okay, I'll ...... you"

But just before he finished speaking, the black sword suddenly said, "By the way, I would like to remind you." ”

Tails was stunned.

"Excessive use of legendary anti-demon weapons will cause a huge load on the body," the black sword said in a flat tone, "If you can't control their power, you will be in danger." ”

Tails was slightly stunned when he heard this, he lowered his head and re-examined the Pure World Edge in his hand.

In the moonlight, its blood-red blade looked so bright and dazzling.

"Dangerous?" he said, stunned.

"Especially those who have not reached the Extreme Realm, they can't ensure absolute control over the legendary anti-demon forces......" The voice of the black sword continued: "And you ......"

"You've got to think about it. Black Sword's words were extremely cold.

Tails frowned heavily.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered Gilbert and Yodel, and Ginny.

He remembered their eyes, though he had never seen Yodel's eyes.

I remembered what Gilbert had told him to protect yourself in times of disaster.

But he remembered who he was.

Every time you use magical energy, isn't it also costly?

And he remembered Giza's smile again, of her gentle but resolute eyes.

She won't let her go of herself.

"You were still trying to persuade me to go with you to the magician," Tails sneered, "and now you're saying that?"

"And what about your answer?" Black Sword raised an eyebrow slightly.

Tails' eyes gradually converged.

He looked up and looked at Black Sword's sharp gaze.

Then he nodded heavily.

"Let's go," Tails said lightly, "go see that lovely big sister." ”

"Try your luck. (To be continued.) )