I bent down, used both hands together, grabbed two handfuls of dirt from the ground, and couldn't wait to stand up straight, and threw them straight towards the place where the lightsaber and spirit wings had disappeared.

There were several exclamations behind him.

Although I had been mentally prepared, when the shadowless hands that had accompanied me for sixteen years were finally revealed in front of me in this way, I was still suffocated in my chest and held my breath.

"Ahh yes, even he thought it was incredible—but his reaction seemed to be half a beat slower than everyone else's.

The Shadowless Hand took on its original form under a cloud of dust: a pair of hands, just a pair of hands, not even wrists, hands folded, suspended above the ground, guarding something.

What else could it be, of course, the spirit wing that was pierced by the lightsaber.

Shadowless Hand, I don't know where you came from, who you used to grow on, I only know that I have been favored by you and taken care of by you all these years. In the quiet hut of the Red Fortress, you are by your side, like your brother, and in this short time in the world, although you are elusive, you are always waiting to help me save me, and make me feel at ease. But at this critical moment of breaking with the demons of all beings, what's wrong with you? Why do you defend the demons like this? No matter how wise and compassionate he is, he is after all one of the best demons in this world, and all his kindness to me and his gentle words to me are just that he wants to control me, and wants me to drag this world towards the dark abyss with him...... I was reckless, confused, and my brother was not around, and many times I didn't know what to do, but the path he pointed out was never the direction I wanted.

As the railing sank to the bottom of the water with Shirashima, she used to say in my ear, "Face your fear." Always do what feels right to you. ”

I really can't tell what is "right" and what is "wrong", I can only ask myself inside:

Do you want to follow all living beings and demons, become the king of darkness in this world, and be subjugated by countless people and races?

I don't want to!

The blood clan, because they dominate the world, can justifiably take away the firstborn of mankind, only care about the continuation of their own race and the generations to come, and ignore the separation of countless families and the pain of life!

The firefly clan, the kingdom of the entire race was dragged into the land of annihilation by the dark force, the light elves died, the elves died, and the king of the elves was also imprisoned in the soul, life and death were uncertain, almost to the point of extinction of the country and the extinction of the species!

The Mizusawa Fairy, who used to have no quarrel with the world, has become an accomplice of evil creatures step by step, and now, she is scattered and collapsed!

And the dragon clan, the blue dragon that I have longed for, is the leader of the dragon clan, and has no choice but to lie dormant in the deep pool, losing his soul, walking corpse, and surviving on the slightest thought of recovering the clan!

There are also countless evils, nourished by the dark soil of this world, ready to move, evil desires to steam, to turn this world into a furnace, to throw all life, beauty, hope, and faith into it, and burn it all!

How can I be "willing"? How can I be "willing"?!

So, Shadowless Hand, I'm sorry, although I'm confused, but when it comes time to decide, I won't be weak.

I reached out and split the shadowless hands that were holding me.

Under the palm of his hand, the spirit wings protected by the shadowless hand appeared!

It was no longer a blur of flesh and blood, and even the blood stains were almost gone, but the spirit wings were no longer what they were, they had become a small purple feather.

It even looks a little weak and thin.

The Shadowless Hand is protecting the remnants of the demons with its own strength.

I hesitated for a moment.

Let it survive, or kill it all?

Somehow, a face suddenly appeared in front of me, it was the young man An Jusan Lang who was in the depths of Mizusawa and was seized by the demon of water and grass, and the walking dead, who was also Kazama's childhood playmate, the boy called "Little Deer". His clear eyes appeared in front of me so suddenly. He should have returned to his parents, his soul in place, and he had become an ordinary teenager who could breathe freely. Almost, just a little, he will be buried forever in the depths of the water, with a skin, let a demon as a bonsai to play with!

It turns out that we have always been the ones who have been driven out and killed!

I reached out with my palm, spread my fingers, and grabbed at the purple feather.

"Whew!" a slap in the face was firmly thrown in my face!

I was stunned.

What's the situation?

There was dust in front of me, and I was a little dazed, and my cheeks ached.

"Whew!" again.

Everyone was surprised, reacted, and surrounded them.

It's a shadowless hand!

It was its palm that flew in the air, slapped me twice without hesitation, and the dust that adhered to the back of the hand hit my face.

I was ashamed in my heart, ignoring the purple feathers on the ground, and threw myself into a pounce, holding the shadowless hand tightly.

The dusty palms confronted me, viciously picking at my fingers without the slightest hint of condescension.

Shadowless Hand, are you going to break with me once and for all?

What are you desperately trying to protect all living beings for?

The shadowless hand gripped my fingers as if they were broken. Its ruthlessness finally repelled the friendship in my heart, and replaced it with a cold killing intent......

"Don't, let them go......" Forget Yan suddenly whispered to the side.

There was a strange tremor in his voice.

I grabbed Shadowless's hand, my eyes were dry, and I turned my face to look at Forget.

"Don't. Meiyi, listen to me, all living beings and demons are already like this, they are greatly damaged, and there is no need to kill them all. As for this...... This hands, it's ...... It's so peculiar, and it's not malicious to you, you let it go. The voice of the forgetful voice became calm, especially his eyes, which looked straight at me, clear and open.

Before I could answer, Kazama sneered on the side: "It's all evil demons, why can't you kill him?

Ignoring it, he grabbed my arm, and his voice became a little urgent: "Trust me, Meiyi, if you let them go...... You will never regret it! You are strong enough! No one is qualified to be your real opponent!"

I've known him for so long, and it's the first time I've seen him with an eager look.

I sighed and let go of my clenched fingers.

As soon as the shadowless hand was released, his hands rose and rushed towards the purple feathers on the ground.

When they saw me let go, they were silent.

The shadowless hand picked up the purple feathers on the ground with his fingers, pulled them into his palm, and shook slightly, and was about to leave immediately.

But, it paused.

It turned around and came towards me.

I didn't take my eyes off it.

Dust wrapped around its fingers, highlighting its true appearance. These hands have rubbed my cheeks countless times, and this is the first time I have seen it in sixteen years, but today is also the last time, and after this battle, I no longer have a friendship with it.

The shadowless hand leaned close to my face.

I didn't dodge.

The two slaps it left on my cheeks still ached.

It stretched out its fingers and gently stroked the spot where it had been slapped earlier.

I didn't move.

With a snap of its fingers, it clenched its purple feathers, shook it a few times, shook off the dust on the back of its hand, and quickly turned invisible, never to be seen again.

"Meiyi......" I heard the elf tweed call me softly.

I didn't look back.

"It's the dragon ring who has woken up. Kazama said stiffly.

We turned around and saw the Dragon Ring standing behind me.

His expression was gloomy, just like he used to be, but his face was much paler.

I hugged him in my arms, my eyes hot. Lost friends!

"It's fine. Long Ring's tone of nonchalance, "If it weren't for this demon, I would have almost forgotten what it was like to be a volcanic stone!"

Kazama sneered, but there was a sense of relief in his voice.

I let go of the dragon ring and pushed back the tears.

The demonic vitality of all living beings was greatly damaged, and the dragon ring also recovered its human body. I breathed a sigh of relief for a moment.

But

Brother, where the hell are they now?

How to find "Tears of the Night"?

Where is the fairy aunt?

Elven King Yu, and Elven Letter, where are they hiding?

Although Tweed and Phantom are elves, this is the first time in their lives that they have come here.

It's as if everything is back to square one.

I looked up at the gloomy forest, and looked down at the dark elves lying on the ground, and did everything still fall on the dark one?

Forget to lean down and take a closer look.

There was no snort anymore, but strangely, the dark elf's chest still seemed to be throbbing. Forget to look up at me.

Dead but not stiff?

"Let's take him and get out of this strange jungle first. I said.

"Good. The crowd agreed.

"Wait a minute!" Kazama suddenly called out.

She crouched down and looked at the dark elf's cuffs.

A flower vine peeked out of the dark elf's cuff, already black.

Yes, the living beings and demons themselves cannot be protected, and his hell flower "Netherworld Path" naturally loses its nutrients, and it is inevitable that it will be bleak and withered. If we want to take this dark spirit with us, we don't need to take this withered branch with us.

Kazama grabbed the blackened vines and pulled them outward.

Strange things happened.

The vine grew longer and longer, as if there was no end!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Looking at the dark elves, it is impossible for such a small man to hide such a long vine in his sleeve!

The dragon ring frowned and reached out to help, the withered black vines like an endless snake, meandering out of the nightmare, to lead us to the terrifying unknown!

"Don't drag!"

"It's over. The dragon ring said, "The feeling began to tighten. ”

"Yes, it feels like I can't move anymore. Kazama nodded.

I looked at the long vine, black, with scattered dead leaves, drooping, all the flowers gone, like what...... Like a rope choking the throat, tough and hideous.

Kazama and Ryuhuan dragged the withered vines, and a few of us slowly approached.

The dark elf suddenly screamed and sat up, his shirt in tatters, revealing his chest!

OMG!

I saw that at the end of the withered vine, a large blackened "Netherworld Path" was planted on his chest, almost covering half of his chest!

Dead flowers.

The petals still seem to be swaying and blooming.

Spews out a dark breath.

Lingering.

"Don't move!!" I don't know what's wrong, my mouth is faster than my brain, and I yells at Kazama.

But, it's too late.

Kazama lifted his breath and pulled the withered black flower out of the dark elf's chest!

All I saw was darkness......