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Ever since he met Xing Zhicai, Tang San had always had an idea deep in his heart.

In this world that is about to be swallowed by the wave of darkness and has almost no hope, the more he immerses himself in the progress of his soul power, the more he will embark on the wrong path until complete failure.

"Tang San, what are you thinking about? Tang San, hurry up and stop him!"

In the void, the hiding members of the great race looked at Tang San with empty eyes, expressions of collapse on their faces.Logically speaking, it pointed out all this, and Tang San should be able to understand it.

Not to mention quick counterattack, at least it shows the qualities that a superior independent race should have, and it should be possible to resist for a period of time.But what is the situation now? Why did he start to be in a daze?

"In this world, if you want to completely solve the darkness of the future and completely smash the tragic future, it is absolutely impossible with human physical conditions!"

"Tang San! What on earth do you want to say?!"

"Human beings have limits, so...I am no longer a human being, teacher!"

Under the ferocious steel armor, from the gap extending from the huge crack in the chest, thousands of rays of light burst out, illuminating the increasingly gloomy wilderness.

"Crack...knock..."

The armor on the body was stained with blue-purple light, sealing inexhaustible vitality.Under the light of life, this armor completely merged with Tang San, truly connected with his flesh and blood.

Purple flesh clung to the steel wings, forming a pair of strange flesh wings.Under the influence of Tang San's gift of ignoring gravity, his weight rose to nearly half a ton, he waved his iron wings, and with a slight shattering sound, he flew up into the sky like a sharp arrow.

"I'm here to find you!"

The endless, shadowless wind still existed, cutting Tang San's flesh, flesh, and armor all the time.But under the control of a certain force, even if the steel and flesh are cracked, they will be completely restored in the next moment.

At this moment, Hastur, who was flying in the air, slowly lowered his head, and there seemed to be a bit of confusion on the silky silk surface.

But just these changes cannot distract Him too much.The sharp claws like eagle claws slowly lifted up, and Tang San, who was flying into the air, stopped.

Because space...is blocked.

The reaction force caused by the instant stop poured down in an instant, causing Tang San's chest, which was made of steel and flesh, to dent a little.In this depression that was invisible to the naked eye, no matter how hard Tang San tried, he couldn't break free.

The eagle claws suddenly clenched, and Tang San, who was trapped in the hollow of space, narrowed his pupils. Before he could react, his huge body was instantly squeezed into pulp, and countless steel parts stained with flesh and blood were scattered in all directions, flying toward the sky. The ground fell.

"No way? You can't stand it so quickly?"

At this moment, not only the master's eyes were splitting, but also the members of the great race had their fish eyes widened, and the whole fish became stiff.

"This kind of disguise that has no effect at all...it's better to use it sparingly."

Unlike them, Hastur, standing in the sky, did not feel at all relaxed.He looked at the splash of flesh and blood below, and a strange smile appeared on his strange mask.

The wind is blowing.

The wind blade, which was almost solidified, whizzed down, flicking away even the tiniest bits of flesh and blood.But in some gaps between flesh and steel, the golden brilliance flashed away.

The howling wind... dispersed.

The solidified air dispersed again, and a thin arrow that was extremely tiny compared to Bayaki's huge body pierced all obstacles.Whether it is the flying wind, the solidified space, or the indestructible mask, they all seem to be made of paper at this moment.

Hastur did not see that when his rotating wind blade bounced away the blood, a drop of purple-red blood touched a broken steel part, changing its course.And that piece of part hit the hidden sword in the blood without any bias, and happened to activate the switch of the hidden sword.

This extremely hidden, fatal attack like a poisonous snake seemed to have blocked Hastur's perception and was not felt by the ubiquitous wind.Wherever the hidden sword touched, all the wind was dispersed silently.

In just an instant, the hidden sword flew to Hastur's eyes, and penetrated deeply into the mask before his mask that could not see clearly the emotions or anger changed.

The divine light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and the soul belonging to Bayaki slowly awakened.Feeling the solidified magnetic field around its body and the unshakable space-time environment, it wanted to escape in a panic, but a ray of crystal light suddenly appeared in the corner of its eyes.

That's... the trap that captures demons and captures ghosts!

On the altar, the master, covered in blood, was breathing heavily, with no drop of golden mead left in his hand.In the battle just now, relying on the protection of the body and soul of the golden mead, he could barely hold on until now, and finally waited for the opportunity.

"Mistress... the next step... is up to you..."

After talking about this guy, the master finally couldn't resist the drowsiness in his mind and fell to the ground. Blood continued to seep out of the dense wounds on his body, and the ground was soon dyed red.

The master's efforts were not in vain. At the moment when he saw the demon-catching ghost, Baiyaki came here through the summoning gate. A certain mark in the depths of its soul slowly lit up, matching the twinkling lights in the sky. The combination of demons, demons and ghosts completely deprived it of its consciousness that had not yet fully awakened.

After all, without the suppression of the power of the King in Yellow, the Demoji Guilu is the controller that is truly written into the depths of the soul for Bayaki.

Even so, the flying wind still did not completely dissipate, but wrapped around the ferocious body, making it still stand in the sky.

In the middle of the silk mask's eyebrows, the light on the hidden sword flickers and extinguishes, and the densely packed runes are constantly displayed and then wiped out.At the moment when the two powers reached a certain balance, a hand full of cracks penetrated deeply and tore the mask off Bayaki's face.

That was Tang San's palm. After being crushed by the force of space, recovery was not easy, at least for the current Tang San.

The flesh and blood in the sky condensed, and the originally scattered and formless flesh and machinery reunited. Thousands of blood threads connected with each other, vaguely forming the appearance of Tang San.

At this moment, his expression was sluggish, and the light in his eyes was extremely dim.He stretched out his broken arm with great effort. The broken hand that was floating in the void and tore off the silk mask slowly fell down and stuck to the bloody gap, and merged into one in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the strange mask in his hand, feeling the vague tingling sensation in his mind, Tang San finally breathed a sigh of relief.

it is finally over.