Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

It was a passive skill that he got under the influence of another world, maybe a bit tasteless.

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Looking at his companion who was full of confusion and doubts, Tsuna did not explain, but from his perspective, the surroundings of Dino who stretched out his hand to him in front of him, trying to help him up, are just like the "protagonist" in a shoujo manga when he appeared. Same, with gorgeous flowers blooming,

Turning his gaze slightly, Gangji looked at the others.

Flowers of different colors and varieties, as well as lights, and all kinds of strange special effects, and...

What is ringing in my ears now is the peaceful and warm BGM when everything is over.

He glanced back at the original location of the disappearing crack, and remembered the place that suddenly appeared just now, replacing the music that made people's blood boil with the sound of the explosion but suddenly stopped, it seemed to come from the abyss of hell, But inexplicably as holy and pure BGM as in a church,

Therefore,

There will be absolutely no problem there.

At this time, over there in the main world.

People from all over the world who also heard the deafening explosion sounded a little ugly.

It didn't take too long for them, but it was because of this that the situation over there was even more worrying.

Dr. Sawada frowned, his brown eyes were solemn and serious.

Ten years later, Tsunayoshi Sawada seemed to want to ask something, but suddenly they both trembled at the same time, as if they felt something.

"Judaimu?" Ten-year-old Gokuji Hayato next to him asked in a low voice, did he feel something?

Almost everyone in Tsunayoshi Sawada had the same reaction... Dino glanced at the other world, and for a while, the surrounding atmosphere was a little silent.

'he came. 'Super ability gang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice.

he?

And in the main world, Gangji,

The crisis that had forced him back to the corner was resolved in an instant, but Tsunaki's face did not relax at all. Of course he heard the continuous explosion just now, and even felt a strong shock, which made him I can barely stand still,

Gang Jifei was flying in mid-air, his bad premonition made his heart beat faster and he couldn't stop for a moment, there was no sound around, and there was only the sound of electric current in the earphones, he seemed to realize something, and subconsciously opened the map ,

The dot that originally represented the location of the Prison Temple disappeared.

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How could it be...

No, it's impossible, Mr. Prison Temple said before that he would survive no matter what.

Gang Ji clenched his teeth, his clenched fists trembling unconsciously, he didn't want to believe that possibility, and he couldn't believe it either.

Prison Lord will definitely survive, and will definitely appear in front of all of them at the end, so don't worry.

Although he comforted himself in this way, the constantly throbbing forehead made Gang Ji cover his head unconsciously, his orange-red pupils constricted and trembling,

Calm down, you calm down, Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Gang Ji trembled all over, constantly reminding himself that he was frozen in mid-air.

I don't know how long it took before he finally moved, taking a deep breath, the flame burning deep in the bottom of his eyes became more and more intense, as if trying to devour everything.

Gang Ji flew in mid-air, facing the ground, exactly where Liu was staying just now, the flames in his palms slowly condensed, but his hands were still trembling uncontrollably.

Prisoner will be fine.

He can't stop here.

According to the original plan, they will definitely gather at the final location in the end!

Gangji growled lowly, as if wanting to vent all the uneasiness in his heart,

Absolutely, nothing will happen! ! !

At the same time, in the completely destroyed room that was now shrouded in flames and smoke, the scorching heat seemed to burn the air, and in the very center, delicate black bone wings opened and closed, It tightly wrapped the person in the middle, and also blocked the scorching air and whistling flames outside,

The huge black bone wings moved, opened suddenly, rolled up small hurricanes one after another, and instantly tore apart the already unstable space—it was a man wearing a black cloak diagonally. Under the cloak is a relatively thin bodysuit with upper and lower parts. On both sides of his head are black horns, which belong to the devil's horns, but they are as transparent as gemstones, and there seems to be a bright orange glow faintly. red.

He squatted halfway in the air, hugging the silver-haired boy whose arm had been blasted to bloody flesh, breathing weakly and passed out.

The brown-haired boy rushed towards the crack he tore open, and left this somewhat dangerous place as fast as he could.

It was so dangerous, but it still didn't fully protect him.

The brown hair of the demon class is slightly swayed, and the surface is like a dark night cloak, but the bottom is like a white night star. The corners of the clothes are flying in mid-air. Bone Wing left a temporary shelter for them, his voice was extremely soft, a little deep, and an orange-red flame ignited on his forehead, which was still dazzling in the chaotic space-time cracks,

Obscure words spit out from his lips, this seems to be a language he has never heard before, and the white light that is completely different from his superficial feeling mixed in the orange flame penetrates into the prison temple's body little by little, like a warm current spreading all over the body, for him healing wounds,

The rules of the world are different, and the blessings originally only in his world are useless to people in other worlds, but... in this space, as long as there is a little bit in common, they can be barely used.

Flame is something inherent in their worlds.

In my mind, I unconsciously recalled the moment when this guy ignited the explosives, the confidence on the corners of his lips seemed to say - I will never die.

Really, although he did arrive and told this guy that he could pick him up at a critical moment, he believed it without any hesitation. None of them caught up.

It would take time to tear apart the space from the outside, if it weren't for the fluctuations generated at the moment of the explosion... it would be dangerous and dangerous.

The brown-haired boy sighed, with a hint of fear on his face.

And just as he was thinking wildly, the eyelids of the prison temple moved slightly, and he slowly recovered under the treatment of the demon class, and gradually became sober.

"Don't move around." Demon Gang lowered his eyes slightly, and his tail hidden under the cloak was ready to move.

The treatment is not over yet, what if he wants to go there right away, or just knock him out.

"Ah, you are..." Judaime, whom I had never seen before.Prison Temple's voice was a little hoarse because he choked on a lot of soot. He coughed a few times and was quite weak.

"Don't talk." The brows of the brown-haired boy were slightly frowned, and he looked a little serious, with an inexplicable feeling of self-contained aura. He felt something and chose to shut up.

I don't know... what happened to Judaime.