Dimensionality Reduction! Two-dimensional!

"Chaos never counts years, good fortune comes first, and then there is heaven!"

The incandescent thunder that covered the sky was suddenly darkened by a sudden, like dust on a glass window, and was wiped out instantly.

In the deep blue sky, the distant and ancient voice represents the most terrifying civilization in the world, rumbling endlessly between the heaven and the earth. Human beings can't understand such words, but they understand the meaning in their hearts.

On the earth, in the capital of Russia, all people are looking up at the sky.

In an instant, the dark clouds hanging over Moscow were swallowed up by an unobservable chaos.

Not just the clouds, but everything in the sky, except the light, is swallowed up.

Therefore, at night, the slight sunlight escaping from the other side of the earth illuminates the city under the effect of refraction.

There are no clouds, no water vapor and fine particles in the air, no refraction and scattering, so visible light spreads all over Europe without hindrance.

In the place where the light is most concentrated, the pretty silver-haired girl, Naiyako, looked at Yakumozi with no expression on her face, her big blue eyes were full of deep murderous intent.

As a creation of technological civilization, she has no respect for the world at all, and even has some contempt. The world consciousness feels this contemptuous gaze, but still has no emotion.

Only the most objective responses.

Now, the world mechanism is completely confused about the dark chaos and cannot analyze the principle, so it has to use the most powerful removal method again to try to erase the existence of Naiyazi.

"Treasure of the Heavens!"

Naiyako, who had become seldom in the face of the enemy, read the name of this move softly.

"Dark Chaos!"

The pupils of the monster sage who was still floating and hiding in the void shrank.

The space is distorted, the gravitational force is abnormal, and the data flow in the blue eyes of the silver-haired girl in the chaos changes and flows at a speed close to that of light.

Facing the space where Yakumo Zi appeared with her tender white hand, she pressed slightly!

Space collapses!

Under the blessing of dark chaos, Naiyazi's power is close to that of the ancient resident true monarch. In his mind, simulating the chaos at the beginning of the universe can wash away the laws of all things in a small area, and the interaction between particles The force began to disintegrate, and the electromagnetic force rewritten by her took the thunder that cleaned the world's consciousness into its own use.

In her hands, in a form that the world consciousness cannot understand, the electromagnetic force that greatly affects the gravitational and repulsive forces between atoms chases and kills the faint purple figure from all directions.

The supernatural power that faintly affects the four basic forces makes Yakumo Zi have to constantly redefine the rules of matter with her own will.

In the purple brilliance, the peerless blond woman is still neither sick nor slow, the innate gossip is constantly combining and dispersing, from the gossip to the 64 hexagrams, and then to the four thousand and ninety-six hexagrams, every combination and division is a thought. huge calculation.

Every chaotic interpretation, every hexagram flickering, is an extremely fierce confrontation.

When thinking about it, the two existences that far surpassed the human world fought for an unknown number of rounds.

The energy fluctuations are still within the acceptable range of the world mechanism, but the attack methods and principles of the two make him dizzy and lose his mind. He can only wait and see the changes while accumulating the strongest blow.

………………

"Patch, what's that?"

On a high-rise building hundreds of kilometers away from Moscow, the majestic crimson lord stared directly at the surging chaos with bloody eyes, and within a minute he retracted his gaze and covered his eyes.

"Every time I look at it, I feel dizzy. What is that gray mass?"

If it is childish, it seems to be acting like a baby, but Paqiuli knows that it is a friend who is angry.

Because the majestic Remilia always likes to get angry for no reason.

Although, she's also super kawaii when she's angry.

Paqiuli squinted her eyes, glanced at the sky and then retracted it. Sometime later, a hairpin of the same light purple was added to her long lavender hair: "That... should be a scene of mixed light and dark."

Frowning, Qiyao's magician seems to be recalling something: "In the field of Western philosophy, light and darkness are always opposites, and they like to mix the two together, and build a huge philosophy system and a civilization of power systems. , it seems that there is only one such on the earth..."

In her mind, a long time ago, in a letter with the boy, the boy wrote a sentence in the letter without knowing the tone.

"The obsession with light and darkness may be the fundamental reason why I don't like Western philosophy too much."

"The ultimate light is the ultimate darkness..."

Light purple's autumn pupils were full of surprise: "I don't know who is an expert in the East, huh—"

Her gaze became strange: "Well, it's Yakumo Zi, right?"

"OK."

Remilia's bat wings became small and cute, fluttering in the air took her whole body off the ground, the little vampire stared at the sky, and rubbed her eyes in frustration again: "Look No! I can't observe the fate of that chaos..."

Paqi couldn't help laughing: "Oriental cultivators hide their own destiny very deeply, you basically can't see it, but I'm curious how in this era, there is such a terrifying strong man on the mysterious side of the East that has declined .”

Paqi squinted her eyes and rubbed her eyes, her head hurt, even the descendants of the true ancestors would feel uncomfortable seeing that chaos, let alone her.

"Not only is light and dark one, but also there is a big confrontation between light and dark every moment... Is this the Big Bang?"

Paqiuli, who was casually complaining, hesitated slightly: "Remy, do you want to help? I feel that the monster sage can't hold on anymore..."

"hold on--"

The little vampire floating in the sky gloated and said, "I can feel that Yakumo Zi will never die here, and she's going to take us to Gensokyo, so it's better to let that nasty big breasts suffer a bit first."

Paqi shook her head speechlessly, the evening wind was blowing her long hair, and the hairpins on her long hair made her feel a little shy...

It was during the day, and the boy bought it casually, saying it was a meeting gift...

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Merry Christmas everyone.

Did anyone grow up last night?

hum.

Chapter 143 Chapter 26 Indigo · Canghai

"I want a daughter, Arquette!"

The pure white girl had her hands behind her back, her short blond hair was fluttering in the river wind, her big red eyes were narrowed, and under the white dress, there were undulating mountains and raging waves.

It's like a lily that is pinning.

"Never……"

The delicate little nose was wrinkled, and the most beautiful princess Bai put her little head on his shoulder, exhaling warmly, happiness was about to overflow from her face: "I don't want to give birth to you, scoundrel ~"

He hugged this naturally dull guy tightly, and he liked it very much in his heart: "The name is Fran, how about Flandre?"

"Fran..."

"Ah."

The sleeping boy murmured the name in a low voice.

"Fran... Dolo."

"Well—here."

The crisp and innocent child's voice rang in my ears...

The young man on the bed turned over and opened his eyes in a daze. He was dreaming again just now...

"It will take a few days at most for the memory to be completely unblocked..."

The boy who sighed in his heart gradually regained consciousness. He just wanted to spend a few more quiet days, ordinary days.

Thinking of the blond girl in the dream, thinking of her natural style and cuteness, the boy couldn't help but shook his head with a smile: "I hope our daughter is still as natural as you... is she called Fran?" ?”

Originally talking to himself, but unexpectedly, a very dissatisfied and delicate child's voice sounded in his ears: "He is always here, Dad!"

Mahiro, who was stiff all over, looked aside with trembling lips. Because the lights were not turned on in the dark room, and the curtains were drawn, it was impossible to see clearly.

He could only see a pair of deep red eyes...

He looked back blankly, then looked again.

The big crimson eyes are still big, and the meaning in them is very dissatisfied.

Squeezing his own face, Mazoro turned his head numbly, feeling the pain.

The stiff expression began to crumble.

"There are... ghosts!"

Those eyes—scary!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Amidst the shrill screams, the boy suddenly rolled over, rolled over from the bed, and turned on the desk lamp in a panic.

In the dim light, he finally saw the person in the dark clearly.

It was a young girl who looked younger than Xiaoyu.

It seems that he is less than ten years old. This little guy has thick curly blond hair tied into a side ponytail, and he wears a strange hat similar to Patchouli.

The slightly relieved boy was about to speak when he noticed the whole body of the little guy, and his heart rose again.

The color of the eyes is dark red, and the clothes are also based on dark red, wearing short-sleeved and miniskirts, with a yellow tie decoration on the chest-this doesn't explain anything, at most, the color this little girl likes is not cute, but-

Who can tell me what happened to the pair of special wings with colored crystals on her back?

That's cosplay!

...Which kid will come to your room for cosplay in the middle of the night!

Even if it's a fairy dance or a door-to-door service, it shouldn't be a child of this age, right?

This is England, not Japan!

I wouldn't be surprised if it's a British gay guy in lace, but I don't understand when you come here-I'm not a lolicon.

The colorful and exquisite wings flapped, and the crimson little girl flew in front of him, her innocent face was full of joy, she stretched out her hands, and said softly, "Daddy hold..."

The boy in messy pajamas had an even more messy expression. Looking at this cute and weird little guy, he had a small body, an innocent and cute baby fat face, and his big eyes were full of children's admiration for their parents.

He secretly swallowed his saliva...

Cough, the boy stepped back with difficulty: "Who are you?"