Sorry, I'm the behind-the-scenes boss passing by

"Oh...then let's go."

To his surprise, Zi didn't slap his hand away as usual, but just glanced at him, and stretched out her palm to him.

Tianhai looked at the plain white palm still stained with blood, and at the blond girl biting her lip, wanting to thank him but didn't want to tell him, he smiled, stretched out a slender but powerful palm, Gently hold it up.

Dragon God silently watched the man and woman disappear in place.After a moment of silence, the tall body turned into a golden light that went straight into the sky.

Everything returned to calm, even the devastated surface began to recover under unknown forces...

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PS: Sixteen, I can see that you don't care about the question of whether the man will die or not (contemplation)

What is the solution? (think)

Laughing, this is the main world of the forbidden world, and there will be dragon volumes in the future.Sixteen I just smiled and said nothing, you wait.

PS2: Zhang pushes "The Bizarre Adventure of Hybrid Rabbits", a ⑨ novel... the content is "Suck milk, suck milk!" "Licking breasts is good!" What a joke!" This guy's book on the favorites list is on top of my sixteenth, everyone click to add to the bookshelf, and help my sixteenth explode that delicate chrysanthemum!

PS3: Depends on the situation (favorite list), it may be updated tonight.

The group number of this book: [-], Ocean Dessert Shop.Welcome.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah my Anne can't take it anymore.

Anne of Nagiya tone.It's so cute!

I'm going to play lol!If you don't give it to mid laner Annie, give it away!

I can't take it anymore... In addition, the dubbing of the gem ♂ stone ♂ knight ♂ knight in the Japanese service is really too basic... The voice actors are all soul dubbing... I wonder how explosive the dubbing room was at the beginning 23333333

Act.20 Fierce, the battle of the five-color magic team の male の!

Title: I always want to make a big news.

Sixteen: This is definitely not a new Nippori style title...

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Well, the picture turns from the other side.

The four of Yixi stepped into this weird world divided by darkness and whiteness.Behind them, in the gaping hole that was gradually healing, the last thing Derian saw was Taichi Yagami's silent eyes.

It was full of pain and persistence, but still had the courage to move forward.

What kind of grief and pain does a person have to go through to become as mature as he is?Does the so-called maturity mean becoming like him?Indifferent and cold, is this what the adults call maturity?Derian, who was too young, didn't know the answer to this question, but he couldn't help thinking about the answer to this question.

Maybe under the tempering of time, I gradually lose my original appearance. This is the so-called maturity.

Derian, who was thinking this way, suddenly noticed the stagnation of his team.He raised his head, and an indescribable alien shape was reflected in his pupils, instantly taking away his sight.

Ixie, Luther, and Frye were in a similar state to him, but the old smoker just recovered after being absent-minded for a short period of time.Soon Luther and Frye also returned to normal, but Derian was still shocked by that existence, unable to recover for a long time.It wasn't until Ikexi patted him on the shoulder that he recovered from that state.

The first thing that came into their sight was naturally the gigantic [Witch's Night].And the appearance of such high-level creatures instinctively had a huge impact on their existence.

"Hey, hey... is this the enemy? It's really scary..."

Frye scratched his smooth short blue hair, and said solemnly, not only him, but also other people, as long as they see this creature, even the most rookie can understand what they are facing now What kind of situation -

The old smoker held the cigarette butt dangling from the corner of his mouth, and commanded his teammates calmly, "Don't panic...a terrible enemy must also have weaknesses. At this time, we must be more calm."

Hearing the calm and calm words of their team leader, several people (especially Derian) regained a little bit of confidence.At least...he won't even be able to bring up his fighting spirit.

Looking at his companion, Ikexi sighed silently in his heart.At this time, if other people observe carefully, they will find that his right hand holding the cigarette butt is actually trembling in a very small way, which shows that the red-haired priest's heart is actually not as calm as he appears.

It would be a lie to say that you are not afraid. Faced with the existence of [Witch's Night], no "person" can be unshakable.But as the team leader, he couldn't let his fear spread, which would lead to the collapse of morale and eventually lead to failure.

"Wait, that's...Claren!" Frye's magic-strengthened eyesight suddenly discovered the end point of the countless black chains extending from the huge monster-a person bound by layers of chains. tied purple-haired man.That was their companion, Clarence Guerra who came one step ahead of them.

"Rescue!"

The old smoker gave the order decisively, and the cigarette butt held by his fingertips popped out. Under the few spells he uttered, it quickly expanded into a red flame sword, which was like a shot out bullet. The lightning shot towards the Night of the Witch, and even the air was rippled by the high temperature of the red flame sword.

And faster than Yanjian is Frye.

This gentle man with blue hair who cared about his companions had turned into a huge monster at this moment.

The original height of about 1.8 meters swelled to [-] meters, the skin turned into a metal color, and the exaggerated muscles bulged, like the strongest armor-and on top of that, the insect-like carapace tightly wrapped him A monstrous body, beast claws replaced his hands and feet.In this state, he is as strong and destructive as a tank, and he can still drive a tank that can run faster than a sports car.

And as a very rare mage who learned the magic of the Druid faction, his melee ability was stronger than any orthodox mage present.When opening his unique transformation, it is even easier to tear the tank with bare hands, and the ability to withstand damage is also quite strong, only under the immortal Croren.

Unlike the flame sword that was shot at [Witch's Night], his target was far smaller than the huge [Witch's Night], but more important, Edward himself standing under [Witch's Night]!

Generally speaking, the weakness of this kind of summoning magic is the caster himself.Moreover, compared to ordinary warriors, magicians are mostly the traditional melee weaklings—for example, Stiyl Magnus, who was beaten by a weak-crowned youth with a friendship-breaking fist a few years later.

In this way, like a melee killing machine, he still prefers to directly face the magician itself, rather than the potentially difficult summoner.

And the truth... it is true.Edward herself is that kind of melee rookie. If she is actually dragged into melee, her defeat will only be in an instant, but how can she let this happen?

A powerful magician must be a prepared magician.So she shook her hand lightly, and Joanne, who was not far away from her, entered her arms. Naturally, she did this to prevent Joanne from being hurt, and the mere space displacement was even more powerful in this opened barrier. is a breeze.

[Night of the Witch] The true magic of this magic is not only the spinning witch, but the entire black and white barrier space!And she who controls this space is the controller of everything here, and she can even be called "God"!

Although this god has a little water...

So as early as when the barrier was broken, she noticed the arrival of the intruder.Now she hugged Shi Shiran without saying a word, but watched with concern that her Joanne was supported by the big hand made of black chains on the huge suspended gear where the witch's night was.And as the master of [Witch's Night], she will not be harmed by the dark chain of "fate".

The elegant attitude and calm posture almost made Frye, who was rushing towards her, vomit blood.It was only a few steps away from touching the enemy's side, but he could only watch helplessly as the enemy hid in a safe place.I can't use all my strength at all, and I am so aggrieved that I can't imagine.

After measuring the distance between himself and the opponent, he had no choice but to give up because he lacked air-to-air means.So he had no choice but to turn and rush towards Croren, who was tightly bound by chains. The guy's current state is far from good, he just has one breath left, and he looks like he will die in the next second. The magic gun held in his arm was still aimed at his body, as if it was about to be inserted.

And now, Ikexi's flame sword has also reached the front of Witch Night.

In just a moment, Edward frowned.

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PS: Cut to the chase, the official start of the battle.This chapter enters the prelude to the climax (although it is nonsense).

PS2: Continue to promote dalao's book: "The Infinite Journey of a Secondary School" by a QB with integrity.

To what extent can the protagonist with the energy of the second class do it?The power of the second grade is very strong~ Although the protagonist has been abused by the author recently, everyone should support him~ It will be counterproductive to say so 2333333.

PS3: By the way, please recommend and collect... Another book group number: [-], Ocean Dessert Shop.Welcome.

Act.21 Please call me a bento dealer from today

Act.21 Please call me a bento dealer from today, and from now on you will call me sixteen my beloved warrior

To be honest, I think Lao Xu's works are really charming (I can't help but fall into deep thought).

Sixteen I will also write works that heal people's hearts in the future.

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Seeing a flaming sword shooting towards [Witch's Night] at extreme speed, Edward thought, and the chain of "gravity" rushed towards the flaming sword like a tide, turning into a pitch-black wall to block the red light.

But what made her frown was that the chain of "fate" that was invincible to Croren was easily broken through like butter... Does the current Night of the Witch still have such flaws?Edward didn't feel that his thinking was wrong, but was thinking about the root of the problem.

Just as she was thinking, endless black chains emerged from the air, unswervingly surging towards the Yanjian, even though the Yanjian could easily break through the black chains, just like seawater washing away the reef, Yan The sword was also gradually exhausted under this endless wave... It didn't even get close to the ten-meter range around Edward.

"Oh... I see. Is my mastery of "Gravity" too low? Because the combination of "Gravity" and [Witch's Night] is not enough. Compared with stable substances, it is easy to be destroyed by high-intensity Is the energy attack damaged? It seems that this point needs to be improved."

Even in the middle of the battle, Edward remained calm, quietly recording the shortcomings of his magic, as if this was just an ordinary experiment, not a life-and-death battle between enemies.

However, they shouldn't be too complacent.Holding Joanne in one hand, snapping fingers with the other hand, the chains wrapped around the magic gun continued to squirm, intending to continue the previously interrupted behavior——

Pierce this spear into the heart of his master!

"stop!"

Edward heard the roar of the druid system magician who had turned into an inhuman form, but she just sneered and was completely unmoved. In her opinion, it was just the whine of a defeated dog.How can a dog's howl move people?

Therefore, Witch Night's actions remained firm, without any wavering, just like Edward's heart as cold and hard as ice crystals.

In her arms, Joanne looked at Edward with some concern. Even in the face of the enemy, she was still a little worried about her situation.What is the difference between this cold and ruthless her and those magicians?She didn't want Edward to become a cold and ruthless killing machine.

As if feeling the worry of the girl in his arms, Edward lowered his head and showed her a gentle smile.In that smile, there was no coldness towards the enemy, but indescribable love and tenderness.Just seeing this smile, Joanne immediately relaxed, because the feeling her smile gave her didn't change at all. If that's the case, what else can I worry about?

They are lovers who can entrust each other together.

……

How long does it take to advance one centimeter?

But now, the distance between Achilles, the magic gun that fell into the hands of Witch's Night, and his master will only be shorter than this, and Witch's Night's movements will only be faster than Frye imagined.

So when the blue-haired executor rushed to the vicinity of Croren...it was already too late.

Frye could only watch with tears in his eyes as the bloody magic gun pierced Croren's chest little by little. This firm but slow action now brought him endless pain and regret... I only hate why I can't come any faster...

Croren, who was in a semi-comatose state, seemed to sense something, tried his best to open the eyelids that he wanted to close, and in the vision that was stained red by the blood flowing from his head, he vaguely saw something coming towards him. The figure of the companion who rushed over.

He wanted to speak out, scolded his companion to leave this terrible monster, and even wanted to reveal a little secret of [Witch's Night] to the other party.But when he wanted to do this, he found that his vocal cords had long been unable to make any sound, and only blood froth flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Well, I have to say farewell, my partner, my comrade in arms.

The last thing that flashed through Cloren's slowly closing eyes was the guilt towards the woman who was waiting for him at home.

I'm sorry, I couldn't give you a wedding, the child doesn't know whether it's a boy or a girl, it's a pity... I can't see it anymore.

His eyelids closed heavily, and the arm that had been holding the gun even though it was broken, finally loosened weakly.

As if feeling the death of his master, Achilles burst out with a dazzling red glow like a flashback, and then lost all the light, and the runes that were originally covered with the gun disappeared, and it became nothing like an ordinary gun. no difference.

"Oh oh oh oh! No, no, no!"

Painful wailing came from his mouth, watching his companion die in front of his eyes, the blue-haired man who cherished his companion completely went berserk.

His gigantic body has swelled a bit, and now it is more than four meters long. Every muscle fiber is forcibly stretched and stretched under the control of magic, and twisted together to become something comparable to a steel bar. The rapid beating was twice as fast as before, and now he can no longer be called a human being.

Although this state is completely beyond his body's capacity, and he feels that his overstretched body is constantly whining, but he has completely given up thinking!

(Even if the body completely collapses after this magic is lifted, I will tear you apart! You actually hurt my companion...Go to hell!!!)

The blood was surging in his chest, and the beast with the heart of revenge abandoned its reason and squatted down suddenly. The terrifying force from the alienated limbs stepped on the black and white ground to create a crack.Just like the demigod hero charging towards the monster in myths and legends, the alien beast leaps towards the witch who looks like a medieval lady, and the alienated claws and claws are shining with cold light.

It would be great if it was like a myth, because a hero will definitely defeat a powerful and invincible monster, and get cheers and applause in the end.

But... this is not a fairy tale, and the blue-haired man who challenged the witch is not a hero either.

All there is... is despair.

The last scene that appeared in Frye's mind was that his body was buried by countless dark ripples.

Then, into darkness.

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PS: Taking advantage of the recommendation... Sixteen, I also seriously considered the issue of the second watch.So, there is today's Chapter 2.So, earnestly ask for collections, recommendations, and rewards. Everyone who likes this book is free to do so.

PS2: Who is at fault for the positive and negative characters of a story?Are Fry and Clarence wrong?Was Edward wrong?

PS3: There is nothing more worthy of respect than a person who is willing to give for what he wants.

Act.22 All that's left... is despair.And hope, does it exist?

Act.22 All that's left... is despair.And hope, does it exist?

As a magician who does not work hard, Ikexi can't run fast.At least, it's not as fast as Frye's, and it's the same with magic.

Therefore, when the three of them arrived, it didn't even count as a "battle", and it could only be said that the act of massacre had ended.

Frye, the man who cherished his companion and would cry because of his companion's death, could only make a move in the hands of that terrible monster.

Huge body, strong enough to defend against armor-piercing bullets, capable of shredding the armor of a chariot...all useless.

The ripples of "gravity" released from [Witch's Night] are the natural nemesis of all organic and inorganic substances.Although Frye's strengthening magic is magic, it involves the change of "body" and interferes with matter mysteriously. The basis of everything is still his body.

And all of this...is useless to the power of "fate".

Just like the previous explanation of the [Witch's Night] ability: must hit, unable to defend, and those who come into contact will be cursed until death.Frye has no resistance to any of the above, so his struggle, his anger, his sadness... means nothing.

As a result, [Witch's Night], who was wearing a shabby dress like a medieval lady, still kept spinning on the gears, and the pale laughter from her body seemed to be laughing at the other party's overpowering Same.

Edward watched all this coldly.

What is despair?Despair is when the thing you want to touch is right there in front of you, but you absolutely can't get hold of it.