Chapter 114: The Courage to Start Over (Forty-three)
[The five installers, through the characteristics of Maria Silver Wrist tuning, aggregate the gain of their respective strings.
This time, they exerted all their strength, and even the gear they were wearing turned into balls of light and flew out, landing on the main body of the output - Chrissy, who was the least injured.
"Woo..."
Even though there was not much strength left, the load of energy produced by the five people still put Chris under pressure, and blood could not help but flow from her mouth. However, looking at the huge black fist raised in front of her, she still gritted her teeth and stood firm.
Lived.
"At this level...it's still far from making people surrender!"
With the tuning and the unprecedented concentration of the five people's minds under extreme circumstances, the string gain produced by the special state of drawing the sword inspired a new inner power, using the small red gun in Chris's hand.
For the handle, the common black color of various gears glows with a resonant brilliance. They are quickly assembled on top of it. As the parts are stretched and combined, as the sharp point on the top emerges, the source of the sword is drawn - the magic sword dáinsleif.
, reproduced in a special form in the hands of the installer.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"
At the same time, the surface of the jet-black giant fist cracked, revealing deep red veins, and a feverish heat flow surged inside, further increasing its power and looking full of destructive power.
"Go on..."
Grasping the magic sword, Chris used all her strength to swing it towards the giant fist.
It's just that this magic sword is unimaginably heavy. Chris's hand almost came loose from it, but fortunately...she is not alone.
The four pairs of hands behind her helped her, making this dreamy blow become a reality.
"Come on -"
The roar of one heart represents the cry of the soul, the five colors shine together, and the magic sword reflected in the radiance is swung down with brilliant black, and violently collides with the huge despair that dyes the sun black.
Black and black, with completely opposite meanings, clash and strangle.
The difference in power was obvious. Facing the overwhelming size of the giant fist, the demon sword began to scream. However, the will to carry it out to the end allowed it to maintain its resilience and not be crushed in an instant. This small difference, at this critical moment, once again mattered.
Induced [miracle].
Pulled by the external attack, the heat flow on the giant fist exceeded the range of the restraint control due to stimulation and exploded.
[A violent explosion blew both the pretender and the demon away.
The intense light and heat turned the world white.
When the light disappeared, the dark clouds that covered the sun dispersed, revealing the sunshine in the sky, and suddenly it became brighter.
"Gah..."
Compared with the immobile appearance of the pretenders buried in the ground, the devil's condition was obviously much better. He quickly stood up, raised his hand, and continued to attack.
She could still see the costumers looking at her, facing this blow with no fear, just relief after trying their best.
Everything that can be done has been done, and there is nothing to regret.
Just, you idiot...
Wake up quickly!
As if hearing their inner cries, at the last moment, when the dark light was about to shine out, the black energy clinging to the demon's body dissipated.
"Uh, ah, ah ah ah ah!"
As the light dissipated, the demon struggled forward and grabbed hold, but before she could do anything, the pitch-black armor wrapped around her body began to break, and the curse faded away. Among the scattered light spots, orange light flickered,
Changed everything back to how it was before.
"Woo..."
Just like letting out the depressed energy that had been stagnated in his heart for a long time, the last black energy leaked out from Xiang's mouth and lingered in the air for a long time before slowly dissipating.
snap——
Hibiki's body fell down, and at the same time, a hard object fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
Finally... it's over.
Her fall completely made the pretenders lower their guard, and after they relaxed their nerves, which had been tense for a long time, a drowsy feeling came over them.
It's like just lying down and taking a nap.
Their battle-hardened bodies demand rest, and their mental fatigue also prompts them to do so.
at the same time……
"Hold on, we are sending people to bring you back and will take you for treatment right away!"
"...It would be nice if I could take a bath."
"Have another hearty meal by the way."
"Hey, I don't want anything, I just want to sleep now..."
At the end, they laughed again, which was rare.
In this case, we can finally explain it in the future.
Really, you idiot, you have caused a lot of trouble, I will come to you to settle the matter afterwards~
Kris Xueyin closed her eyes slightly and smiled relaxedly.
Vaguely, consciousness is about to follow the exhaustion and enter a drowsy sleep.
Presumably when you open your eyes, what you will see must be a joyful family reunion, right?
It should be...so.
——If it weren’t for this uninvited guest who suddenly entered and disturbed the situation.
"It's such a pity that a good show ended like this."
A seemingly ordinary young man stepped into the chaotic battlefield, faced the ruins, smiled softly, and then changed the atmosphere of the whole place with a light word.
"……Who are you?"
"No, I know him. Isn't he the one Tachibana mentioned..."
Tsubasa's words made all the pretenders suddenly realize that it was just the timing of the opponent's entry and the words he said at this time that made him particularly suspicious.
"You all know me, so there's no need to introduce yourself," he walked briskly and swayed his body as he walked near the fallen Hibiki, leaned down, and took a piece of paper rolling down beside her.
The object seemed to be shaking slightly, and the crisp sound coming from inside made
The smile on his face became more and more intense, "It's awesome, you... fought so hard, faced huge despair, and fought without giving in to the end even if the power gap was huge. You who created miracles from this,
It’s so dazzling that I can’t help but get excited~”
The casual tone and words made the pretenders extremely confused, and at the same time, they became more and more alert.
I don’t know why, but they feel that this guy is very dangerous, so dangerous that they can never relax or sleep here...
There was an inexplicable voice in their hearts telling them that the instinct related to the source was constantly relaxing the alarm - don't sleep, stop here, everything will be over.
This end is more terrifying than death!
"Who...are you?"
Thousands of words are summarized into one question.
"Don't you know this already?"
Responding to the question with a rhetorical question, "Hao Qing" smiled relaxedly, but his black pupils could not reflect any emotion at all. What was reflected by the light was only indifference——
"Sleep here, you...let this most beautiful and shining moment bring your whole life to an end."]