Raiders must be unruly

The body overflowed, turned into flames, and licked and burned, creating radial cracks on the ground and expanding them.

He wanted to suppress this force, but he felt a sharp pain in his head.

——Because you want to suppress it, that's why you're working so hard.

Wouldn't it be nice to let the lava out of your body?

There is an irrepressible urge to destroy.

Zhou Fang suddenly felt such a sweet temptation, and was secretly moved by it.

"...close yourself."

The hoarse voice sounded softly, almost inaudible.

— Tsk.

Zhou Fang smacked his tongue a little irritably, his strength gradually restrained.Ten bundles of Tatara's voices calling "King" came to my ears at the same time.

That man had the air of a prophet, which was really off-putting.

Zhou Fang turned around, facing Shishu and Kusanagi, showing a self-defeating smile.

"...Maybe something absurd, do you want to hear it?"

Kusanagi reluctantly moved the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Oh~...isn't it ridiculous enough now?"

His index finger pointed upwards, "...you have a sword on your head, Zun....is it the Scarlet King?"

Zhou Fang thought about how to tell them the knowledge and power that those stone plates gave him, but he quickly gave up because he found it troublesome.With a sarcastic smile, without any explanation, he stretched out his hands towards the two of them, both of which were burning with flames.

"How? Dare to hold my hand."

Under the inexplicable situation, neither Tokusu nor Kusanagi grabbed his hand without hesitation.

Ten bundles are left-handed, Kusanagi is right-handed.Zhou Fang's flame was lodged in his body by them.Kusanagi gained great power, but Shishu didn't have much power.

Kusanagi is the sword, and the ten beams are the chains.And the king who decided to close himself to protect those around him from his own power.

This is the original appearance of the Red Clan.

Grasping the king's hand with flames became a test for joining the Red Clan [Barbara].Different from the solemn installation ceremony (installation) of the Golden Clan, a simple test endowed the Red Clan with the power of fire, high physical strength, and the fiery red symbol of the Barbara.

***

[System message: The bond [Elementary] between player Gu Chengchi and character Zhou Fangzun has been established. 】

The author has something to say: Because the setting of K is not complicated, but very delicate, so I will try to explain it in more detail... Basically, there will be no things that are inconsistent with the original work.The plot progress is a bit slow, but please don't mind...be patient.

Good night everyone_(:з」∠)_

☆, the larval form of a moron

Mitsuki was just talking nonsense.The last sentence of his eloquent statement made Yanjin's expression twist.

"Without King Qing, Scepter4 can't survive anymore, right?"

"...So, are you going to force such a child to become the next King of Blue?"

Shiotsu asked back with a reproachful tone, but Mitsuru's smile deepened.

"That child... her ability is far superior to the current colorless king's narrow ability of 'precognition'. Her sensory ability can see everything in the world and make it 'attuned' with herself—think about it Think about it, Yanjin. What would it be like to use this ability on the 'stone plate'."

Shiozu didn't answer, just looked at Mitsuchi silently.

"Seeing the 'stone plate', and therefore being in tune with the 'stone plate', doesn't that mean being crowned king! The mechanism of stone plate selection is still full of mysteries, but it is said that the king For a moment, you will feel that you and Shipan have become one, and you can get the will and memory from Shipan. In this way, you don’t have to wait blankly for Shipan to choose the next green king, right? Through your own influence, Wouldn't it be great to take the initiative to elect the king!"

Mitsuchi became more and more excited as he spoke, but Shiozu just looked at him coldly.

"...Then, are you going to create a Qing King in this way, and then give it to the Qing Clan who can no longer survive like this?"

The smile on Mitsuru's face deepened again.

"Don't use such terrible words, Yanjin. However, the fact is true. The Cyan Clan has lost its king and has no future. In order for you to continue to survive as clan members, you must find a new king."

"So, are you going to force a child?"

Mitsuchi looked at Yanjin with a smile, with pity in his eyes.

"You can't do anything with emotion. When you eat, you don't cry over the food that is cooked. An upright person should be grateful for the food and eat it all. Shiozu, you should do it What you want is not to sympathize with her, but to thank her for saving your clan when she became king, and to serve her sincerely."

Can no longer communicate on this topic.

Shiozu wiped off the redundant expression.

"Mr. Mitsuchi did this against the imperial will?"

"...Ah, are you worried that I'm experimenting on 'Rabbit' without telling her?" Mitsuru raised his eyebrows ironically, "Indeed, as the director of the research center, I have the obligation to treat superhuman animals from a humane point of view." Capable people conduct investigation and research, but this is just a matter of appearance. If my experiment can reveal the mystery of the stone plate, Yuqian will undoubtedly be very happy. However, I cannot let Yuqian know about it because it will damage The prestige in front of the emperor."

And, compared to the experiments on Kushina Anna, Mitsuchi Takashi's experiments on other vicious espers were more brutal.Destroying their bodies again and again, and then injecting them with the power of the mallet to restore them; destroying them again and restoring them again, in the long run, will allow them to use the power of the mallet most efficiently and be manipulated by the mallet to achieve " Infinitely revived humanoid weapon" effect.

At this point there is nothing to say.The remains of the Blue Clan and the mighty Golden Clan are not equal.The inauguration ceremony of the Golden Clan can catalyze a person's "talent" to the greatest extent.This is the "fate" led by the second king, the King of Gold.At the inauguration ceremony, there were both those who obtained supernatural powers through it, and those who did not obtain supernatural powers, but were only promoted to the greatest extent by the so-called "talents" in the world.In addition, there are people who have hardly gained any power and are only highlighted as their own incompetence.Among them, the group with top superpowers constitutes the "rabbit-faced people"-the group of so-called "rabbits".This group of people covered their faces with strange rabbit masks and wore the same attire. It was completely impossible to tell who was who, and the fighting force among them was said to be so strong that even the members of other clans with high combat effectiveness could hardly match it. How many people are there in the "rabbits" and what are their true colors? Those who really know these are said to be the king of gold, Guochang Lu Dajue.In addition, a large part of the reason why this country can be so prosperous is that the talented people induced by the King of Gold are widely active in various fields.

As for our own side, they are just wreckage.

***

Anna Kushina knew that compared to the people in the isolated area B, those researchers treated her very gently and politely.Mitsuchi Takashi has gone through countless damages, making their bodies recover instantly.However, there is no hatred in such behavior itself, and the ruthless repeated destruction is purely out of the heart of exploration, so that the fear of the hammer is deeply implanted in Anna's heart.

"Increase strength."

When Anna failed to touch the "Stone Plate" many times, Mitsuru gently persuaded her.

"I will trigger the power of all superpowers. The most important thing is to find the key to get rid of the limit of power."

While saying this, Mitsuru covered Anna's wrist that was burned by fire to stimulate her sensory ability.Anna's festered skin was wrapped in golden light, and the pain subsided as the skin absorbed the light.The skin covered with red and black blood scabs returned to its original white and smooth appearance.

"I have also conducted many years of research on my own strength. It is said that the attribute of the first king, the Silver King, is 'unchanged'. If I can increase my strength to the ninth level, then I can also achieve that To the point? Isn’t infinite recovery the same as ‘unchanged’?”

Mitsui looked down at his hands and murmured as if convincing himself: "There is no limit here. 'Possibility' should be open at all times. Even at this point, I have to find a way to surpass it." Routinely draw your own power and use it. That's not everything, I can go further. Farther, farther, farther...!"

Mitsuchi frantically and excitedly thought about his two palms, then suddenly raised his head, and showed Anna that kind of creepy smile that seemed to stick to his face.

"Everything starts with clarifying the mystery of the 'stone plate', and you hold the first and most important key, Kushina-kun."

And after that, out of fear, Anna told the truth to the parents center.

"You have superpowers."

The people in the center told themselves so, but told their parents that "the child is sick".

"Anna."

Recalling my mother's gentle voice, the warmth of the hug, the gentle touch of Anna's hair, the soft laughter.

"Anna!"

Panting, her father lifted her up high and ran, what he saw at that time was different from the previous vision.

Parents, died in a traffic accident.

It happened right after Ana hated going to the center and made a pact with her parents never to go there again.On that day, they believed their daughter's words, promised her to go to the amusement park, drove to the center in the morning, and discussed with them about the incident.Then there was a "traffic accident" on the way back.

"Anna, this is all your fault."

Mitsuchi told her so with a smile sticking to his face.

"You are a monster. If you rely on ordinary people, they will suffer bad luck."

"Like your parents, isn't it? Now, you still have Aunt Suibo, so, for her sake, please bear the pain you have to go through before becoming a king."

***

boring.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, and whoa, who have been seen by a man's been called to be..."

Running in the winding and dark maze-like alleys, you only need to have a general understanding of the direction of the route, and you can easily make a group of people dizzy.

In some places, the sanitation cleaning robots can’t even reach the place. The accumulation of hidden tides over the years exudes a rancid smell; the stone walls on both sides have the greasy touch of moss, and in the dark corners, the damp feeling of moss plants Makes you feel a little better.

"Hey, where are you running, idiot."

The sound of kicking footsteps gathered from the front and back, and Fushimi Saruhiko quickly judged the situation.

— was surrounded.

The fat man in the lead hadn't caught his breath yet, and he twisted his thick finger joints with a sinister expression.

"——What's the matter, brat? You keep running away, huh?!——Die!"

A group of people shouted and rushed forward.

Tsk.boring.

Fushimi drooped his eyebrows feeling bored, but still prepared his posture. He lowered his shoulders and rushed towards the fat man headed in a swooping posture. The knife hidden on his body stabbed at the target in front of him——

"Asshole! Ahhhhh!"

The cry came from behind.Not good.

But it was too late to react, the baseball bat hit the knee of his left leg fiercely, and his body, which was sprinting in the air, immediately fell to the ground.Fushimi made a sideways roll with his left hand on the ground while he was not exhausted, and distanced himself from a group of people without moving his injured leg, and flew the knife in his hand towards his attacker.

Bang-dang!

When he stood up, he knocked over the trash can next to him, and the metal and stone collided and made a noisy sound.Fushimi leaned the center against the wall behind him, squinted his eyes and glanced around, and soon found that someone had pulled out a gun, and handed it to the fat man respectfully.

— Tsk.

The facial features of the fat man's bloated face were all drawn into lines: "You are the first person who dares to provoke us and still be so arrogant, boy. ——Now is not a strict society ruled by law, guns and other things You can buy as much as you want, do you think you can still live?"

thumping.thumping.thumping.

Tsk.Fushimi closed his eyes helplessly.Troublesome situation.

Facing ordinary humans, ordinary fights, ordinary killings.Or even ordinary death.The body responds normally, the heartbeat may speed up, but what is going on in the mind is completely different.The soul and the world seem totally disconnected.

Get up in the morning and mix into the tide of sleepy-eyed commuters, and effortlessly transform yourself into one of hundreds of millions of ordinary people, followed by ordinary alienated conversations and ordinary alienated relationships.Ordinary world.

The psychological desire is far more than these.

It feels like living in such a world, as if accidentally mixed into a black and white silent film, where everyone has no color and no sound.In other words, everyone's voices are so ordinary and ordinary, weak and small, buzzing together, and then drowning and wrapping the ordinary world.

Fushimi Monkey Hiko was forced into this world as if he was drowning, and he felt unable to breathe in this world.In order to prevent others from discovering that he was a different kind, and in order not to be noticed the indescribable emotions that swelled in his chest and had nowhere to vent, Fushimi Saru Hiko locked himself.

He surrounded his own world, and the barriers clearly separated others.

However, while doing this, he was expecting someone to appear in his heart and break through the chain wall with an unreasonable gesture.However, humans don't do that.Humans are rational creatures, selfish creatures.They communicate with others in order to comfort their emotions, get self-enrichment satisfaction, and confirm the existence of themselves.They can smell the alienation in Fushimi keenly, and judge that "it is almost impossible to obtain self-satisfaction from this person", and then quickly back away.

The sound of the gun being loaded was heard clearly.

——It seems that he will die in such an ordinary way.Strangely feeling that there is not much fear in his heart, Fushimi curled his lips mockingly.

thumping.thumping.thumping.

Pound thump thump thump thump.

Fushimi closed his eyes, feeling the rhythm of his pulse gradually speeding up in the endless darkness.

Suddenly, a faint light ignited in the black field of vision.

Huge stone plates appeared little by little.In the center is a circular bulge, surrounded by strange machine-like formation patterns, engraved with rune characters.On such a base, with the rattling sound of iron chains shaking, the person who was bound to the stone plate in a tortured posture slowly raised his head.

The moment their eyes met, Fushimi felt as if his spirit had been frozen.

Those dark, colorless eyes are reminiscent of the thick snow all over the mountains and plains in winter nights, refracting the blue light scattered and random under the starlight, the starry sky inlaid with broken diamonds, the silence between the sky and the earth, a large film Large flakes of falling snow float quietly.A certain emotion touches the skin, carries a cold temperature, hangs on the eyelashes, hair tips, and clothes, and then is assimilated by the body temperature, melts into water, and slides down.

——What was that feeling like?

It is impossible to specifically describe whether such feelings are about the interpretation of the other party's feelings or the emergence of one's own emotions.It was not until a long time later that Fushimi found the most accurate and rough summary of the feelings at that time from those lively white-eyed teenagers.

The youth was full of admiration and admiration for the king.

"At that moment, I felt that I was born for this man, to meet my king, and to give everything for him!"

Said so in a voice full of vitality.

"... Fushimi... Sarubiko..."

That person yelled in such a low voice with a slightly hoarse, but still clear feeling.

It was obviously the first time they "met" each other, but they revealed the identity of the other party by name and surname.

When he spoke, there was a faint light dancing on the stone plate.I can't describe what kind of color it is, and I can clearly see it but can't catch the words to hit it.Everything is full of uncertainty.From Fushimi's point of view, he seemed to be hanging from a cliff to be tortured, but he could see each other very clearly. Every breath of air, the trembling and hoarseness of his voice carried the vibration of the air. echoed in the ears.

"--what?"

What's this.Who are you.tell me what to do.What's happening.All kinds of strange thoughts came together, and finally Fushimi asked "what".

"Do you... want to... be with me...?"

"……Eh?"

The man repeated in the same tone.

"Be with me."

He said it in a declarative tone throughout.

That strange light appeared beside him, and Fushimi's soul floated up in the darkness, slowly approaching that person.

His dark inorganic eyes watched the process until Fushimi's soul floated in front of him.

It was only then that Fushimi noticed that the person's body was covered with such an indescribable color of Kagero, and his body was slender. Although he still looked like a teenager, he was already taller than Fushimi, who was just a junior high school student.He lowered his head slightly in front of Fushimi, then frowned slightly as if dissatisfied with something.A wisp of Kagero floated up and took off Fushimi's glasses.Then, a light, cold, feathery kiss landed on his eyelids.

From the corner of the eye, you can see the complex-colored sun flames on the stone plate suddenly bursting out, making people's eyes hurt.At the same time, the heart reached the same frequency as the beating felt just now, and incredible power poured into the body through this rhythm.At the same time, brief information about another world that was previously unknown is also stored in the brain.

"I am... the King of Zero."

The light slowly converges.

In the bottom of his right eye where he kissed, there was a cold feeling swirling and branding.Through the black eyes of the other party, Fushimi could vaguely see a formation pattern of Yang Yan with an unnameable color flowing in the bottom of his eyes.It looks like a flying bird, or a feather, complicated and winding, and it seems that there is no fixed shape at all, just a pattern with beautiful and smooth lines.

That unknown power inhabits the body like a ferocious carnivorous beast that lazily closes its eyes, and it only needs to call out to gallop and bite.Beautiful beast, beautiful and powerful.

There's a power that's lusciously seductive...and vaguely dangerous.

As if he had seen through his thoughts, the person who claimed to be the King of Zero seemed to explain the same way: "I am still in the state of 'mission entrusted' by the King of Silver. He... entrusted the stone plate to me to complete the mission of war And killing... So, the current power is not really my power, but it has become boiled because of the mission of the Silver King. You don't have to be afraid of this, Fushimi Saruhiko."

It's a bit strange when he addresses people. From just now to now, he always calls people by their first and last names inexplicably.

As the narration continued, his hoarse voice gradually faded and returned to a clear and calm voice.

"Now, to solve the problems outside."

"……what?"

Fushimi was a little unresponsive.

However, his heart was filled with inexplicable ecstasy.The emotions surging in his chest suddenly found a place to vent.The ordinary, boring and boring world is rendered by different unknowns, unnameable colors cover black and white, clear voices overwhelm the small and restless hustle and bustle, and the emotions that are too large and have nowhere to pour are like opening the gate The torrent rushes down.

Seeing him like this, he seemed a little helpless, and the man's eyes softened a little.

"My first clansman... can't just die at the very beginning."

He pressed his forehead against Fushimi's eyebrows, and the metal chains snapped off, and the metal hit the stone plate, turning into silver powder and dissipating.The man's slender fingers lightly brushed Fushimi's eyelids, and his clear and pleasant voice came to his ears clearly and accurately.

"Close your eyes and relax. Give your body...to me."

The author has something to say: ①Recently, I have very little... very little time, and I have a serious lack of sleep.The school happily informed us after eleven consecutive days of classes that we will have a generous... afternoon off this week.The pain is dead.There are a lot of comments that I can't reply at the moment, but I'm still a kind slut Mueraki who always responds to comments... Please believe that I will find time to reply one day.

BTW, call me Mulinlinzhe again, kill Wushe!!! Unforgiven, soulless!

②Please ask for leave tomorrow.Things are going to be extra special on Fridays... so my plans for a daily update went bankrupt.So far, it has been updated for three consecutive days... In short, I still ask for praise.I was locked up in a dark room because the school was closed and I couldn't complete the list. It's really sad. Please comfort and heal me.

③Recently, there is a rampant trend of wanting to be the author of ghosts and beasts in the comment group... This is too bad.Rein in yourself a little bit, you guys.

④Here is the confession of true love! My true love is Fushimi Saruhiko! Forever and forever! The last sentence has no deep meaning! The psychological description of Monkey Brother is my own, and the original description is not very detailed. So, if you think it's broken, please let me know.

☆、#I can't lie to you

A known:

A. Gu Chengchi's current personality can be determined as follows: the place of origin is Germany, the production date is 1945, and the name is none.

B. After completing two [Bond Establishment] missions, Gu Chengchi's current overdraft points are three points.

C. [Japanese proficiency] consumes 100 points; [Japanese self-study textbook (all three volumes)] consumes three points.

Try to answer:

What else could Gu Chengchi do besides follow the three-no route? !

The answer is that there is no way out.Gu Chengchi then worked hard during the mission standby period to practice light-emitting skills, eye killing and three-no aura.What is gratifying is that the systematic character guidance also takes the path of glamorous, noble and hidden sadness. I would like to give this kind of person who can advance and retreat and defend.Under the condition of not only being poor but also heavily in debt, all the information can only be obtained from the NPC "Dresden Stone Plate", Gu Chengchi expressed his pain.

In the daily life of being bound on the stone plate, you only need to sleep. In addition to the daily activities, there will be a bad old man who will come to patrol a few times, and there will always be a few people wearing weird golden rabbit masks behind him. When he looked down at the King of Zero who had been debuffed with the coma seal debuff, Gu Chengchi endured it very hard.

The plot finally begins when Fushimi Monkey Biko appears.

The boy who broke into the will space of the stone plate was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and he looked a little older than his actual age because of his thick and slightly fluffy black hair, large-framed black glasses, and his age-appropriate bored expression .The gray-blue eyes under the lens reveal a sense of alienation and indifference, looking at the world like a spy.At first glance, he is just an ordinary person who is bored with life and is not easy to get along with, but if you look closely, his eyebrows and eyes actually have a kind of smooth and attractive lines, which are only buried by the hair, glasses and alienated expression. Just woke up.Through that look, one can vaguely see that he has extraordinary qualities.

It is an emotion that is too heavy and focused, and it is still in a state of being undiscovered, scattered and aimless.

[System prompt: Fushimi Monkey Raiders Importance Level: S.Please treat with caution. 】

[Mission [Glimmer of Eyes]: Make Fushimi Saruhiko a kinsman of Zero King. 】

[Task [Sword of Damocles·First Sight]: ...]

【Mission [Mission Sanctions]:...】

【Task[……]】

Gu Chengchi roughly scanned a large list of very finely divided tasks, memorized the general direction of the characters, then blocked the system's task message prompts, and began to evaluate Fushimi's personality.

Just from the initial reaction, he was a child who was not easy to get close to and wary of the outside world.If it is too far away, it will be ignored, and if it is too close, it will be immediately noticed by the opponent and run away, just like a hedgehog.Therefore, in terms of approach alone, the "degree" of character and aura must be grasped well.

It's hard to grasp, but it's interesting.

Gu Chengchi's interest was even more aroused by his simple temptation with a few words.

——He wraps a huge fiery emotion in his heart with solitude.He probably noticed it himself, this kind of emotion is extremely picky about the target, but once the target is found, it will pour down and cannot be dispersed. This is all his emotions, so it is very precious and protected with indifference, while keeping away from it. Tormented by this emotion, he wanders around trying to find someone to whom he can lodge his emotion.

Although I haven't got a glimpse of what kind of emotion it is, sticky or twisted, but there is no doubt that it must be sweet and precious.

Just find a breakthrough...

——After determining the details of the character setting, as long as you find a breakthrough, you can accurately pinch these buried emotions.Surround them with warm water without gaps, heat up a little bit, and finally let them drown in it inescapably, easy to get.

Get it and destroy it, in order to enjoy the sweetness of that moment of intoxication and indulging... no, no.

It's strange... how can I think of these.Gu Chengchi suppressed the inexplicable violent impulse, stretched out his hands, and gently embraced the young man's soul.

***

connection.

Fusion.

induction.

The soul overflows the body.

——That person "takes over" Fushimi's body.

What you can see now is still the original field of vision, but the action and induction are not under the command of your own will.Fushimi observed another world as if watching a video.

The screen shakes a bit.

The man seemed to be trying to walk, but it was more appropriate to say that the man seemed not quite used to walking than that he fell because his leg was injured and he was unable to stand still.It was like a toddler who lost his center of gravity as soon as he took a step, and suddenly fell to the front left; at the same time, the enemy had already pulled the trigger one after another.

"--Hey!"

Fushimi couldn't help shouting.It was as if there were stereo speakers installed around the black hole, and the voice of that person came from all directions indistinctly.

"do not worry."

——And in the world outside the body, the fat man raised an eyebrow: "Ah?! What did you say?"

Vision shakes again.

The sound of bullets piercing the wind whizzed past the ears one after another, and the seemingly careless and clumsy fall of the person seemed exceptionally dexterous at this time, skillfully dodging bullets one by one.This is to use the speed of the center of gravity to make up for the defect that the speed of the human body is not as fast as the speed of the bullet, and then leave the trajectory of the bullet.After that, the ground began to drop.

——No, this is itself rising.The undefinable color of Yang Yan enveloped his whole body, and the gangsters on the ground stared up at him with disbelieving expressions and slowly floated up, even forgetting to massage the injured hand.

However, this is far from over.

The space twists and fluctuates at a frequency visible to the naked eye, and the skin has a squeezed feeling of increasing space density. With the body as the center, the space that cannot define the color is stretched out in the shape of a round shield, and the squeeze opens up a piece in the normal world. Fantastic space.Everything here loses its original color and structure, and is "completely seen" to show the feeling of lines and planes.As far as the eye can see, there is a strange sense of space distortion, and it is impossible to judge the distance, but the few "people" at the feet have only the outline of a person, among them is a gray skeleton like X-ray perspective, jumping with red light Blood vessels, viscera and muscles flowed in dazzling colors, and a faint black light outlined the contours of their bodies.

Right above the head, an indefinable color gradually appeared at the position of the probabilistic singularity, solidified and crystallized, and pressed into the retina.At first it was a double-edged long sword with a hook, then a three-has-shaped sword, a thick sword with a straight back and a slanted width, a ring head sword, a horizontal sword, a bayonet sword, a two-handed long sword, a simple sword, Luan Dao, Yan Ling Dao, dagger, □□...the speed of crystallization and solidification is getting faster and faster, more and more weapons appear, and finally stand still into a dense and overwhelming black cloud, flowing with sharp and shiny blades Without exception, the tips were aimed at the man's head.

As if the iron filings were attracted by a magnet, they hung bloodthirsty and dangerous uniformly in the air, and the dark shadow cast a little on the face, and the murderous aura that was ready to go out made the air freeze.

This is the sanctuary of the Zero King, and his sword of Damocles.

The expression on the "face" of the person under the feet was very panicked.They are like goldfish living in the water separated by a glass wall from the world above them, their eyes are bulging, their mouths open and close, and liquid flows out without sound. The ground danced its limbs trying to move, and its facial features were distorted and deformed.

The man raised his eyes.

The silver light flowing from the blade of the sword of Damocles, or those weapons that linger with murderous intent, converges at one point, and then refracts into the eyes, making people's eyes dry.

He said in a calm, unwavering but very nice voice:

"—In the name of [Mission], I bring all things to nothing."

When the voice fell to the ground, the gears of the world seemed to stop for a second.Everything was silent, people screamed and struggled, opened their mouths wide and opened their eyes in an ugly and comical way, and only the light from the sharp edge flowed out in the short gap, and the suffocating and oppressive atmosphere drilled into the nerves from the pores.

Then it seemed as if the second hand of the torrent of the world was gently moved.

With a "click", time rushed down like a mountain torrent.

The soundproof glass shattered in an instant, and the goldfish fell out along the rushing water, fell to the ground, struggled twice, and then opened their eyes wide in despair and let out a sharp and mournful cry.But the sound did spin up and down like a spark chiseled out by a hammer, accompanied by the scene where the lines of light on their "bodies" shattered into powder and scattered. Dispersed, everything is clean, as if what I saw before was just an illusion.

A feeling of soul piercing through a soap-bubble-like membrane struck, and when he realized it, Fushimi regained control of his body.It seems that because the person used extraordinary strength, every inch of muscle in the whole body was clamoring for pain and fatigue as if it had been tensed for three days and three nights. The wound on the knee seemed insignificant under this feeling.The body seemed to fall down, Fushimi clicked his tongue, gritted his teeth to endure the pain, through the knowledge endowed by the stone plate, Yang Yan ignited under his feet to form a flaky sanctuary, which strengthened the density of the space planarly, forcing He can stand in mid-air and then slowly descend to the ground.

It may be because of the sense of security gained, as soon as the toes touched the ground, the body collapsed uncontrollably.Fushimi barely leaned against the wall and sat down.

"...The first time you use Sanctuary, you can succeed. Good talent, Fushimi Saruhiko."

That person's voice rang in his ears, but no one could be seen.The way he speaks is very strange, although the pronunciation and syntax are all right, but it seems to be copied from the grammar textbook intact.