Fear is like a slow violin, constantly magnifying in Xiziyue's heart.

There was also sadness, so sad that she couldn't help crying, as if she had predicted a heartbreaking ending in advance.

It's really strange. Isn't her profile only visible in the past? When will there be any effect of predicting the future?

Xiziyue had no time to think about these things. She only knew that Huiliyi's death time had entered the countdown, and Kungunier's trajectory was still sliding in the air, getting closer and closer, and the spearhead was filled with a rotating golden light.

The countless white silk threads wrapped between Kungunier and Painted Pear Coat are shiny with diamond-like luster, giving people the texture of a spider... They are as thin as nothing, but they are real, so tough that any weapon is

Crush it continuously.

It seems like an invincible fate.

Before Kungunier took action, fate had already connected the finger with Huiliyi's heart, and no one could change the result.

Xiziyue turned her head gently and turned her attention back to Huiliyi. In the profile state, she had enough time to see clearly the last moment of this girl's life.

I have to admit that it was a very beautiful picture, which was a masterpiece. It was a confused and resolute girl, her destined spear, and her long dark red hair was blown away by the airflow, just like a cut-out wound, with blood flying.

All elements imply one thing, death.

The moment when death comes, it seems like a grand beauty.

It's really strange. It seems that they haven't even had ten days since they met, but they just feel like they have known each other for a long time.

Maybe it's because of the strange blood relationship, maybe it's because the ten days of getting along too much, from the first meeting, the favorable value of the first meeting was filled, to the night of running to the Cowherd's shop, and then to the night of raids for thousands of miles, there is one more event

The drama of cooperating with people... In fact, if you calculate carefully, the essence of her time with Charlotte and Zero was taken out alone, which would only take about ten days.

It's enough, whether it's love or friendship, all you need are just a few moments worth etching.

Xiziyue slowly stopped her heartache and whispered to herself that she should not retreat, and that she must not retreat at this time.

Otherwise, she would regret crying for a long time.

Xiziyue folded her knees and made a forward swing.

The moment she moved, the flow of time also accelerated in her perception, and Kungunier descended at the speed of a meteor!

The golden light filled Huiliyi's pupils repeatedly, and she watched as Kungunier got closer and closer to her.

As a target locked by fate, she could of course see the silk threads wrapped around her and the gun tip, which was the last length she left in her life.

Death, she once again felt that cold and lonely feeling.

A black figure suddenly broke into her vision, blocking the golden light towards her. Two slender hairs circled in the wind, refracting a flexible and black arc.

Hui Liyi faced Xiziyue's face, her golden pupils and eyes were facing each other, one side was surprised and the other side was calm.

"Xiziyue..." Airiyi whispered very quietly, for her, this moment was also slow.

"Get back, hurry up." Xiziyue ordered with majesty that was no less than Odin, but at the same time her eyes were so quiet, exuding the warmth of her mother.

Huiliyi subconsciously retreated, and Xiziyue twisted her waist in the air, spreading her arms like a cross to welcome the grand golden meteor.

The silk thread of fate was still entangled between Kungunier and Huiliyi... but between the two, there was suddenly a Xiziyue, and the trajectory of fate just passed through her chest.

At the other end of the hall, the lava under the eye hole of Odin's mask quietly vibrated.

She was like a black goat that broke into a forest banquet and made a ball of black goats, and was born to dislike following the rules.

"Something   for    Nothing..." Xiziyue stretched out her five fingers in front, looking as if she wanted to use her soft and tender hands to stop the roaring golden beast.

The last syllable lands and the spell takes effect again.

The world ushered in a new round of rule modifications for her.

Kungunier pierced Xiziyue's chest like thunder!

She frowned and held the handle of the gun tightly to extinguish its kinetic energy and inertia.

The will to die spread in her chest, and she could feel that her life was like a gradually withering flower, with color rapidly fading and branches gradually withering.

But at the same time, fusion is also underway.

Fusion object: Kungunier, current progress is 46%...

This is a living weapon, and it can certainly be fused.

The gun twisted and restless like an angry snake. The will to die extended into Xiziyue's body like a tree root, extending into the central part of the nerves. The blood color on her body gradually withered, and she felt like a god was sent off.

The snake is like fear and anxiety.

Fusion progress - 99%.

The more unscrupulous it vents its anger in Xiziyue's body, the faster the fusion progress will be.

Finally, when the entire gun head was penetrated into Xiziyue's chest, Kungunier stopped struggling and twisting.

In the golden tide, deafening sighs came out, echoing in the empty hall, like a tired giant lamenting.

That was Kungunier's sigh, and this life-loving gun finally chose to give up.

The threads connecting the spear head and the heart of the pear jacket gradually faded away and looked like a withered plant.

The chains of fate were cut off like this.

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In the quiet darkness, Xiziyue opened her brand new golden eyes.

The sound of horse hooves swept again!

A long hissing cut through the darkness and spread into Odin's ears like thunder. Slipnier, who was sitting down, also flashed his pupils in panic.

That was the sound made by another eight-legged divine horse!

The air flow of the elemental storm cuts out the golden light inside and outside. In a blink of an eye, the Kungunier has disappeared...or rather, it appeared in Xiziyue's hands.

No, that's not Kungunier. Although it still maintains the shape of a dead branch, its divinity has disappeared and no longer has the ability to lock in fate.

Similarly, it is no longer Xiziyue, but... something like Valkyrie.

The flames under Odin's mask's eyes trembled slightly, perhaps feeling shocked.

A hundred meters ahead of it, a knight who looked like himself appeared, the same eight-legged divine horse, the same blue cloak, and the same posture of a god. The only difference was that it was a woman.

On the broad and agile horseback, Ting stood a fabulous female knight, and her platinum ponytail was erected high behind her head, like a flying battle flag.

Under the golden bangs, there are golden eyes that are more noble than gold, so bright that they are free of impurities.

Xiziyue slowly raised her head and stared at the bright back of the female knight in front of her. It took a long time to recognize that it was Xiziyue.
Chapter completed!