An unknown premonition filled her heart, but now, no one can stop this battle.
[Don't worry, next is the final showdown between you and them - Maria San, who gathers the power of four setters and gets the "ultimate power", compares with this power condensed through "holding hands", you
Who will be stronger with her?]
"That would be no hand in hand!"
Looking at the terrifying appearance of "Maria" whose body twitched in the continuous black gas, she immediately refuted.
The so-called holding hands is a proof of friendship. Feeling the warmth in your hands will make you happy and happy... rather than bringing pain to others!
But her words were destined to be unable to convey - the glory that represented the four costumes reflected, making the darkness that resonated with deeper, the gear on "Maria" gradually faded away the golden residue, and the black part followed.
The rise of power covered the whole body, and the compound-eye-shaped armor plate representing the sword drawing logo appeared on the abdomen, stabilizing the surge in breath to a peak.
"Black Gangnier's...drawn his sword?"
Accompanied by the audience's dazed whisper, the red heat flow was thrown out with the steaming fist, but was shrunk by the blasting wind pressure, and it was rolled in the air for several times before it could stop.
[How? This power is very strong...but this is far from the end!]
The logo that was originally rational in controlling the rampage became a label of strength here - as "Maria" inserted the gun in her hand into the armor plate of her chest and abdomen, a stream of pure energy burst out even more intense than before.
The black Gangniel began to break and turn into a part of "Maria". The breath gushing from his body faded away the turbid colors and turned into pure purple and black.
Its intensity further increased at the original peak. The aftermath ejected just made Haoqing unable to avoid it. It splashed onto his face and even wiped out a considerable wound.
“…”
Haoqing wiped the bloody mouth on his face, and the red light on his palms slightly released. The heat flow stimulated the wound to heal and soon became scabbed.
After briefly dealing with the wound, facing the awe-inspiring dangerous aura, he did not retreat, but instead pushed forward, stretched the distance between his feet one by one, his body sank slightly, lowered the center of gravity, and separated his left hand.
Facing "Maria", he put his right hand behind, defended and attacked from the front, and in one breath, he completed the temporary adjustment of his body's functions and completely entered the battle situation.
[How about this posture, if you take a clichéd name, ultimate Maria? I believe you have seen it too. She is not just a change in color.]
Indeed, the Maria now gives people a completely different feeling...
The dangerous aura of stabbing people, even through the air wall, could feel that she was no longer of the same level as before.
If she had the confidence to confront her before, the current reinforcement type... would probably not be able to even hold on with one move and would be killed instantly by her.
"This outrageous reinforcement, such a reckless and unlimited process... is really cheating!"
But no matter how the audience protested, as the voice said, the loser had no right to refute. After a monster-like roar, the purple and black light flashed by, completely
Nowhere to be seen.
When the costumers came to their senses, a terrifying tremor came from a few miles. The strange-colored light spots collided and connected fire balls. After rear-end and rear-end several times, the purple thunder was furious.
Its rage made a sound and suddenly spit out a scarlet figure.
After rolling around on the ground for several rounds, his upper body's clothes broke into a large mouth, and red blood oozed out of his exposed chest. After a closer look, there were already shrill scars spreading across his chest and abdomen, mixed with purple and black aura.
, there is a tendency to erode and expand.
Haoqing pressed it down with an expressionless palm, and the anger splattered along the bursting blood. Haoqing, whose half of his body was dyed red, stood up again, and unaffected to stretch out a shield back.
The dark iron fist fell down the gap, causing a dull loud noise and a sturdy wind that was shattering.
The cold feeling made the warmth on Haoqing's face slightly retreat, and the tingling sensation stimulated the instinctive alertness. He swung his arms back and loosened the barrier forward. He retreated with the flow, and a pitch-black gun was
It protruded from the fist and pierced the barrier. It was pointed at the tip of Haoqing's nose, and then it stopped barely because there was not enough distance.
However, Haoqing did not relax his vigilance. After tightening it with the psychological force retained in the red form, the thermal energy bullets of his hands gathered and condensed into the form of a blade. A cross stuck the gun, and each exerted force in the opposite direction, trying to
It broke it, but "Maria" reacted faster. The purple-black cyclone burst into the gun and shook Haoqing out of the whole person.
As the residual heat energy was suppressed, "Maria" shook her arm and wiped out the red light, and the gun rotated as it moved and shot towards Hao Qing.
Haoqing, who was still in a state of flying backwards, was calm and seized the opportunity in the chaotic balance, and used the hotline from the index finger to hit the gun's gun's head - the dark wound left behind in front was triggered at this time.
, which turned into a hot blast and exploded in front of "Maria".
Taking advantage of the explosion, Haoqing turned around in the air and recovered his balance. He immediately rose up. The "Maria" located below immediately broke through the fire ball and chased him upwards.
Just listening to the continuous explosion of the air, "Maria" came first and appeared in front of Haoqing. The dark gun popped out again and stabbed Haoqing's head, but it fell into nothing.
call--
Sweeping the blue afterimage, "Maria" changed her body without changing her complexion, blocked the blue cut knife with the black armor on her wrist, and slid her arm over very smoothly, hitting Hao with a slight thunder.
The blue shoulder blew his whole body away with a surging airflow.
Before he could recover, "Maria" grabbed his head with one hand and pressed it down from the air, hitting the ground like a purple meteor.
Accompanied by the rumbling sound, the purple flames pressed the red body to the ground. It was Haoqing who transformed back into a strongly tolerant red at the moment of being hit, which was the physics imposed by "Maria".
After the impact, even though he reached a certain limit, he became drowsy, lowered his head, and was forced to lift it up by "Maria" before showing his face.
At this time, it was full of blood. Even Haoqing, who grabbed "Maria", had not yet let go, seemed to prove that even without consciousness, he had not given up on the battle.
"Haoqing!" This miserable scene made Xiang scream and wanted to go forward and rush over. The air wall in front of her still blocked the way, which made her feel anxious, "No, you can't do this...
Since ordinary attacks cannot be done, then use this..."
As they were talking, they clenched their fists and wanted to sing the masterpiece on the spot. Fortunately, the two people on the side pulled her, otherwise there would be one more person who would squirt blood here.
"Let me go! If this continues, Haoqing will die!"
Xiang struggled, but after looking at Yi and Chris' helpless eyes, he finally stopped.
...Are I still not helping with anything now?
And the resounding voice completely illuminates this unwillingness-
[Everyone said, it would be great if the loser was watching from the side, and even if you sing the masterpiece... besides causing yourself a lot of injuries, you won't change the result at all. However, you don't have to do it too much for his fate.
Worry, after all, the battle is not over yet, maybe he will launch a counterattack and turn defeat into victory next time? After all, he is different from you who have to rely on your companions, and he is struggling alone.]