I kidnapped Crowley!

"Finally escaped, Micah, you're amazing!"

Yuichiro and Mika appeared in a sea of ​​consciousness, which was empty, desolate and lifeless.

This is Micah’s sea of ​​consciousness after he turned into a ghost.

At this time, Onikiri had already turned back into the form of a sword. He became angry when he remembered that Micah had not taken him seriously before.

Yuichiro's face was filled with a relieved smile because Micah was safe.

"Huh? Mika, you're not a dwarf anymore. Wow, I've changed back too?!"

Yuichiro suddenly found that he had turned back to 1.7 meters tall.

"Before, it was your consciousness that occupied the childhood Xiaoyou in my imagination. After I stopped fantasizing, you naturally turned back into the current Xiaoyou. Also, don't call me a dwarf. I was just a child just now. If I want, I can also become an old grandfather."

Mika's tone was helpless but also gentle, and he explained to Yuichiro with a smile.

Yuichiro found this experience quite novel and was a little surprised.

"So, that world just now was just a figment of your imagination? So cool!"

Micah looked at his right hand and felt that it was a little unreal. Even Lord Krul was no match for him.

Micah was slightly lost in thought, with a hand stretched out in front of him.

"Anyway, welcome back, Micah."

The smile on Yuichiro's face brought Mika back to his thoughts. He chuckled and raised his hand to hold Yuichiro's hand.

"Yeah! I'm back, Xiaoyou!"

In this scene where "the evil companion returns to the side after going through so much hardship", an inappropriate voice interrupted.

"I feel relieved to see that your relationship is still so good."

This gentle yet cold and distant tone immediately made Yuichiro and Mika's hair stand on end!

Micah quickly launched an attack in the direction where the sound came from, but there was nothing there...

"Micah! Behind you, be careful!"

Yuichiro's face changed drastically and he reminded loudly.

"You have grown to this point, I am very happy, but I am sorry, I am here to kill you."

To Micah, it sounded as if the other person was speaking right into his ear, and he could even feel the other person's breath.

With alarm bells ringing in his heart, Micah did not hesitate at all. A thick, disc-sized ghost energy barrier condensed behind him.

This was all the ghost energy he could urgently mobilize in a short period of time.

boom!

The ghost energy barrier was broken, but fortunately it barely blocked the attack. Micah flew out with the power of the aftermath, adjusted his body in the air, and landed safely.

"Cough...cough..."

Micah was a little scared. If he misjudged the position of the barrier he had just set up and the opponent succeeded, he would probably be seriously injured.

Micah looked towards where he was just now and saw an "angel" standing there.

The other person had an extremely beautiful face, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman. Under her long eyelashes were a pair of soul-stirring eyes, the emotions contained in them were difficult to describe. She was also wearing an extremely ill-fitting robe that was loose and baggy, but with the three pairs of white wings, it was still beautiful.

He is none other than the True Ancestor Sigmador.

When Micah faced the True Ancestor head-on, his hostility towards him inexplicably decreased, as if he didn't want to be his enemy.

But Micah quickly got rid of this inexplicable feeling. The opponent's attack just now was definitely not the same as his.

"Micah, are you okay?"

Yuichiro came to Micah worriedly and confirmed that Micah's injuries were not serious. Yuichiro drew his sword at the person with a dark face.

"Who are you, you bastard?"

The True Ancestor raised the corner of his mouth slightly and spoke calmly.

"Human? I'm not. I didn't expect that after countless years, you and Micah are still together. I'm really relieved."

Yuichiro thought this sentence was a bit strange. What did countless years mean? He was only sixteen years old and had only known Micah when he was eight years old. Was eight years also considered countless years? Judging from the wings behind the other party, this should be a seraph.

The True Ancestor chuckled, with no intention of clearing up his confusion.

"I don't plan on making small talk, let's get straight to the point. It's a bit unfair for me to be on one against two."

The True Ancestor didn't have time to chat, so he raised his hand and shouted directly to Yuichiro.

"Go to sleep!"

Before Yuichiro could react, he suddenly felt his eyelids getting heavy. When he was about to fall, the Onikiri on his waist trembled, and Yuichiro regained consciousness and steadied himself.

"Thanks, Onikiri!"

"Oh? It's rare to see a ghost carrying multiple curses."

Only then did the True Ancestor notice the existence of Onikiri, and after a little perception, he saw through Onikiri's background.

"Forget it, then we have to fight quickly and resolve the issue quickly."

The True Ancestor originally wanted to take it easy. Since he couldn't just make Yuichiro lose his fighting ability, he could just deal with both of them at the same time. It wouldn't take much time.

The True Ancestor swung his right hand horizontally and a slash came at him. Yuichiro sensed the danger and dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding it while not forgetting to remind Micah behind him.

"Micah, get out of the way!"

Micah frowned, and a long sword appeared in his hand. He slashed out a sword energy to meet the attack of the True Ancestor head-on.

But soon, Micah's face changed, and realizing something was wrong, he quickly dodged.

Micah felt a burning sensation on his arm. He had dodged the attack, but the power in the True Ancestor's attack still made him feel a little nervous. It was as if his attack was swallowed up. It was obviously much stronger than before, but was it still not enough?

However, Micah also felt a familiar breath in this power - vampire.

Micah asked, frowning.

"Are you a Seraph or a vampire?"

The True Ancestor looked at the two people who were a little flustered when dealing with his casual attack, and he became more confident in the success of the plan.

"It's hard to say. Maybe it's neither. I am whatever you think I am."

Riddler, get out of my sea of ​​consciousness!

Now in my sea of ​​consciousness, I can't escape like before. This is equivalent to the last mezzanine in space, and there is no way to retreat.

Is there no choice but to fight this monster? Micah was already a little flustered.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Yuichiro put his hand on Mika's shoulder. Mika felt the warmth and weight on his shoulder and gradually felt at ease. At least, his family was with him.

The two teamed up to fight against the True Ancestor. Although the process was awkward and it was difficult to attack the True Ancestor, their tacit cooperation still allowed the True Ancestor to waste a lot of time.

"I'm a little tired from playing."

The True Ancestor's eyes grew colder, and energy suddenly began to gather above his head.

He originally wanted to save some energy, but for the True Ancestor, time was more precious, so he was going to finish this side with one blow, as he still had to deal with Hiiragi Shinoa.

Yuichiro supported Micah, who had just been accidentally knocked away, and was breathing heavily. Micah felt the flow of the True Ancestor's energy through his sea of ​​consciousness, and felt a little unwilling.

He was also brewing a force, which was not as good as the one the True Ancestor was accumulating, but the effect of this force was to force Yuichiro out of his sea of ​​consciousness! Only when Yuichiro left did he dare to let go and fight the True Ancestor. Although the True Ancestor was stronger than him, it was also limited.

He did not discuss this with Yuichiro because this would definitely not be Yuichiro's choice.

However, it seems that Micah does not need to let Yuichiro leave. As soon as the True Ancestor began to accumulate energy, dozens of black chains emerged from the void and entangled his hands that were infusing energy. The output energy also began to be absorbed by these chains.

A voice entered Micah's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Got you, Father!"