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What kind of wings are those?

It entrusts all the thoughts that have stood on the stars so far, but the amazing thing is that it not only represents the whole of human beings, but also represents the secret wishes of a certain human being.

Language is a song, and words are also songs. When they start to sing out of their true faces, it seems that waves are coming from all directions, shouting to fly, to bless.

"Isn't this pretty capable?" Nakahara Chuya lowered his hat with one hand, only the corners of his mouth turned up to reveal the fact that his master is currently in a good mood.

He manipulated the gravity to catch up with the word bird, Fujimaru Tachika's voice was a little messed up by the wind, but still maintained an orderly core: "Chuya, I need you to help me open the way."

There were not so many politenesses, and even the euphemistic character "Jun" was omitted. Fujimaru Tachika asked him for help very naturally, as if he had entrusted him with a friend for many years.

Fujimaru Tachika waited, waiting for one of Yokohama's most proud combat powers to answer him.

A chuckle came from the side, although most of it was taken away by the wind, the hot atmosphere because of the high fighting spirit couldn't be broken up. Anyone who is here will be involuntarily caught by the will of Chuya Nakahara. Infect.

"It's really overkill. Speaking of which, the uncle over there hasn't seen it yet, so I'll let you see what my ability really looks like." Zhong Yuanzhong also said proudly.

Nothing on the planet can escape the shackles of gravity. In this regard, the Central Plains can indeed be called the strongest.

All the way they leaped over the concrete-supported mountains, skimmed the rivers composed of dense streets, and went to the more open land that required more courage to set foot on.

The military and the Ability Department worked together to evacuate all the ordinary people in the vicinity after the large-scale yin and yang technique was arranged.

Zhong Yuanzhong also landed on the bridge first, but before he could stand still, the Qiuzha cylinder closest to the bridge deck suddenly opened its compound eyes, and almost the next moment, the super-heated light started from itself and stretched straight out all the way!

Fujimaru Tachika hadn't found a place to stay yet, he was stranded in the air and he could see clearly, after the flash of light passed by, the magnificent bridge first shook violently as a whole, and the bridge body began to split into two in a few seconds .

At the same time, the water channels separated by the light like Moses divided the sea finally came to their senses, scrambling to fill the dreadful, high-temperature gully, the waves were rolling, steaming hot water vapor!

"Chuya!?" Fujimaru Tachika was about to fly down immediately, but he immediately noticed the abnormality of the steel structure bridge. Instead of falling into the water according to the laws of physics, the ruins reshaped their shapes.

"Don't, underestimate me——!"

With that roar, every part of the bridge that fell off turned into a weapon, and the law that re-dominated the ground gave them an order—to penetrate the enemy's defense line, to let those eyes have nowhere to see, to Let those rays go nowhere, and carve out a way for your friends to advance.

It doesn't matter if the small mass residue is not as sharp as it should be, as long as it has breakthrough speed.It doesn't matter if the high-quality steel pipes and other items cannot reach the level of flexible movement, as long as you go straight forward, because there is no way out.

Even though he knew that Zhongyuan Zhong was also a gravity user, Fujimaru Tachika still couldn't help but feel incredible when facing the scene where a single person can be used as a thousand to construct an inhuman miracle.

The water spray caused by the heavy objects falling into the water was evaporated by the heat ejected from the Demon God Pillar, and the sultry water vapor spread under the skylight, and the blazing heat could still be felt far, far away.

With one hand in his pocket, Osamu Dazai looked at the lively battlefield from a distance: "Oh, did you just use the filth? Just believe that I can arrive in time, Chuya."

"I'll go even if I can't make it in time. That's how I was entrusted. Well, hurry up, I won't be responsible if you fall in the middle~!" Bai Lan spread her pure white wings and hugged his waist involuntarily. In a blink of an eye, he has already rushed to the blue sky.

"It's too much, you guys! Where did the commission come from!" The man in the bandage couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily.

"Secret~"

The Demon God Pillars did perform their own duties, but facing gravity was still a bit tricky, so Zhongyuan Zhong also took advantage of the situation to pull away the solid defense built by the three Demon God Columns.

While Barbatos and the other Demon God Pillars were controlled by gravity and could not break free, the originally tall and straight column could only fall flat on the water, completely exposing the core in the middle of the technique!

But this range is also affected by the overflowing gravity, at least it is impossible to fly over.

After learning the news through the contract, Scheherazade no longer hesitated.

She is the editor of everything in the book, relying on the daughter of words and languages, she needs her story to move forward, she needs her story to save, even if she is asked to swallow a red-hot iron at this moment, she will Continue to tell painstakingly, weave tirelessly.

Because... death is a frightening thing, but thoughts and wishes are also very, very important things. She may have been blinded by death once, but she will not make mistakes in her future choices, because she has already understood that even if Even with death, she also has people and things she wants to protect with all her strength.

"Yes...there are many more stories, please don't worry." At some point, the lamp stick she was holding lit up, and under the glowing light, the story beyond One Thousand and One Nights was continuing, "Ah, what if There is no place to stay, just use my book, it will be the bridge, it will be everything that will take you across the void."

The pages that originally made up the wings spread apart, recreating the shape!

A paper bridge extending from mid-air to the inside of the core was erected, and countless characters were engraved on the surface, giving it the strength to stand upright and a solid interior.

"Thank you." Fujimaru Tachika landed on the bridge and said in a low voice. As soon as he felt the solidity of his feet, he immediately ran, and the collapse and expansion of his lungs gradually became consistent with that time.

Nakahara Nakaya alone controlled the gravity of the three demon pillars, but after sensing Fujimaru Tateka's intentions, the demon pillars shook one after another, trying to smash the paper bridge into a sieve.

"I won't let you succeed!" Fujiwara Koko, or Zi Shibu, squeezed the brush soaked in thick ink. She is a heroic spirit who compiles human love, hatred, and hatred. This moment is a wonderful time to play, "Although I said I had no intention of taking up a pen again, but... thank you for giving me the freedom to pick it up and put it down, master."

Language can be expressed and inherited in various forms, and the thoughts contained in it are enough to transcend time and space.

The elegant woman in twelve singles swiped her pen and wrote magnificent words: "Xiangzi, I don't know much about curses, but even so, it can be done if you put your heart into it—"

As if responding to her treasure, the Demon God Pillars were weakened a lot as a whole,

The manipulation of the force is perfect, and the control is regained!

The Tale of Genji · Aoi · Yao Yi.

——A piece sublimated from her work The Tale of Genji, a sad song that has reached the state of curse killing, as long as it is sung, it will take effect as a curse.

The premier narrator understood, and she changed the story again, and murmured: "Run, O Ebony! Like flying through the night sky, send to the other shore what is before you, and do not let dew and sorrow drench your eyes." Cheek, this is not a severed poem!"

Following her compilation, new changes immediately appeared on the paper bridge. They trembled like the earth awakened by spring thunder, and they undulated like the ice layer awakened by the rising sun.

"Huh...?" Fujimaru Tachika made a confused voice, a horse whose body was made of pages and patterns made of words jumped out of the bridge, followed closely behind him, and then moved its long neck towards him With a bump between his arms and his waist, he was bent on his back in an instant.

After getting the goal, the horse spread its hooves, perfectly showing the jaw-dropping speed of the horse in the story of the ebony horse.

Getting closer, getting closer.

The complicated patterns of spells are finally presented in front of his eyes. The symmetrical and complex patterns always make people think of towering temples and majestic jade thrones for no reason. The horse's neck went sideways, and it tested it with its toes.

If there is no platform to stand on, he will have to consider hanging the jumper directly on Getia.

Unexpectedly, the art has been woven to such a degree that it can be stepped on without falling through. Fujimaru Tachika stood firm and patted the horse's neck. The latter snorted and turned into a burst of paper blowing snow to disperse.

As soon as they entered the area around the magic formula, the Demon God Pillars seemed to be blind from their ancestors, completely forgetting the fact that he was approaching the core.

The hem of the gorgeous robe was spread out, and ten rings symbolizing supreme wisdom followed the principle of harmony, connected by golden light, floating quietly in the air.

The King of Man's eyes were closed, and his hands were still in the open posture when he chanted.

Fujimaru Tateka took a step forward and called softly, "Gaetia."

He always calls his enemies like this, calling out the greatest evil and love that human beings bred, as if to express respect, the syllables start and turn, calling out the name of a soul.

He stared at the outstretched hand of the King of Man for a moment, and put his own hand on it. The golden imitation was shining on the middle finger of the human left hand, as if it wanted to illuminate the 3000-year wind and frost together.

"Gateia."

Fujimaru Tachika called again, he had already reached a place that couldn't be closer, the skylight above his head overlapped their shadows together, just like the world recognizes, the two are one.

"I have something to say, please open your eyes and wake up."

Shadows surged under the gilded characters, and at some point, dark and cold lines that represented the night of death emerged from the surface, and the three illusory Demon God Pillars slowly started to rage like seaweed.

Fujiwara Koko presided over the slowing technique, and knew the flow of magic power best. She immediately reminded: "Wait, get out of there, hurry up...! Come on, master!"

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Once a

The scene I had dreamed about reappeared before my eyes.

The Temple of Time collapsed, the Jade Throne collapsed, and the Demon Gods refused to gather. The defeat was irreversible.

Getia stood in it, letting the debris ravage his eyes, and he just looked at his own failure like that.

Suddenly, sound waves came from all directions, swirling in the shared loop, indistinct, but with an unparalleled sharp sound.

He remembered that he had indeed had such a dream, and the 72 demon gods made their own choices based on their own will.

Every syllable of denial, every word of denial, as long as one of them could remember.Unknowingly, that time has traveled an extremely long distance, no matter it is the precise and cold reason, or the cunt, they have all carved this record.

"Succubus, the tricks you played against Tiamat are brought before me, are you planning to be destroyed together with it?"

"There must be a limit to doing useless things."

"Is it really useless?" Merlin showed a teasing smile, he didn't seem to mind whether he was playing with fire at all, "I think you are much easier to communicate than when you were in the Jade Throne, look, you Isn't this already following my pace? If you don't want to, this kind of trick can't trap you."

Gaitia sneered, but didn't refute.

After the succubi's voice fell, the flowers stopped blooming, and they withered quickly. If this place is not a dream but a reality, it must become a nutrient for other plants.

He stretched out his hand forward, and many phantoms pierced through his five fingers and fell towards the unknown void.

Because the dream is still going on, the voices of the demon gods are still floating.

It was a seed, buried deep in their depths, until the end to usher in germination and growth, it stretched its branches, and then cut all the branches and leaves into words.

In the always silent sky, the demon gods let out their voices, expressing their will to their heart's content. The voice stirred and merged with everything in the world. It was something that they each experienced after a long time.

What is liberated by language is the 3000-year time that has been frozen in the Temple of Time.

The Jade Throne surrounded by billions of light belts is bright and bright, but no life has ever been born here, and it has been the dead zone and cage threshold of time for a long time.

But from the moment it was broken, the temple fell apart.

What stays here is the human world.

Realizing that he has been in the human world, the paralyzing effect of the dream gradually fades, and Gaitia also wakes up from the failed great cause. The Demon God Pillar, which is composed of the three pillars of the Triangle of Life, was hit, and he continued to fight while slowly recovering. The phantom of the Demon God's Pillar, the three pillars forming the Triangle of Death, closed above his head, creating a vault-like defense.

And at the focus of the illusory three pillars, the heat generated by the surge of magic power has not completely dissipated.

Gaitia frowned, and was about to synchronize and end the recording when he moved down and saw those two things.

They should have been worn on a human's earlobes and fingers, continuing to function as magical instruments, instead of lying quietly in front of him as they are now.

They meant nothing but evidence that someone had come forward before him, that's all.

Gaitia didn't know how he bent down to pick up the two ornaments from his hands, but felt that because he stood in the same position for too long, it seemed that the joints had been weathered and rusted, and they creaked when they moved.

Death and life are one, so when life invades the realm of death, it naturally obeys this rule.It would be destroyed by the automatic defense mechanism. I didn't expect the savior of mankind in the past to regress to this point.

He curled up the corners of his mouth falsely.

It took two actions before Gaitia grabbed the earring and ring.His memory of the ring was as hot as the sun, but now it was not as cold as it should be in the world, enough to penetrate the empty interior, let alone the earrings.

A second has passed, or it may have passed several hours, or even longer.

Getia opened his hands again, and when the pitch-black holy grail appeared in his right hand, it couldn't wait to swallow the surrounding light.He had forgotten the last time he checked the status of the Holy Grail, as if he hadn't longed for the enemy's thanks for a long time.

The Black Cup floats silently. Although it is still harmless now, no one will mistake it, nor ignore the huge energy contained in it!

Suddenly, some ripples appeared in the silent cup, at first it was just a little bit, and finally spread to the whole cup, as if to tear it apart.

"That's the way it is. It seems that pure wisdom is sometimes poison." The King of Humans looked at the ornaments in his left hand and the black cup in his right hand. It only takes an instant to make a decision, but the time required to accumulate this instant is much longer. It's too long.

The third Noble Phantasm - the time of birth has come, so that everything can be corrected.

It is a band of light proclaiming the end of human beings. As long as hundreds of millions of such bands of light are gathered, a large amount of time retrograde is not a problem.

But now he doesn't need to take such a big leap, he just needs to take small steps one after another, retrograde one after another for five minutes, and rediscover a life that once existed here.

This is undoubtedly tantamount to giving up the opportunity to restart Albert.

So what.

The activation of the Black Cup does not require cumbersome rituals, a word, an action, or even a thought is enough.

The sky that was once covered by illusion slowly returned to clear, the light in front of my eyes was bright and dark, and all the flying debris retreated.

In the narrow time that no one knows, Guanghe goes retrograde.

He closed his eyes, stretched out his hands naturally as he did at the beginning, and could feel the light gathered in front of him, and the empty palm became a little heavier, which was the weight of life.

"Getia." When the calling voice sounded again.

The human king still had his eyes closed tightly, but a pure smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He leaned forward and caught the beam of light in the darkness.

He replied, "I am."