When two stupid encounter black belly

In just a few minutes, Michael and Raskage fought dozens of rounds, and the surrounding area was full of traces and traces of their fighting process, which was a mess.

Michael's face was still calm, but the arm hidden under the sleeve was already shaking.But Lascage, who was fighting continuously, seemed to be very relaxed and didn't feel tired at all. He laughed arrogantly: "Michael, can't stand it at this level? I haven't finished warming up yet."

"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense and come again!"

After all, a ball of light slammed down and exploded with a bang, and the waves it stirred up blown Michael's robes.It has been a long time since there was any movement from the place where the explosion occurred. Michael would not naively think that his blow could kill Lascage.really……

A gust of wind broke through the hazy gray curtain and pointed at the front door. Michael jumped off the spot with a little toe, and the afterimage immediately changed direction and followed.Michael's brows were tightly locked, and with a light wave of his wings, he changed the trajectory of the flight. With a wave of his hand, the light elements condensed into thin needles, which splashed like drizzle, densely packed without leaving a single gap.

The afterimage did not pay attention to the drizzle, but faced up to the difficulties, with the dark gray protective cover in front of it, like an umbrella blocking all the raindrops and bouncing them away.The speed of the afterimage reached the extreme, reaching the point where it was hard to find with the naked eye, and soon caught up with Michael.

"The warm-up is over."

not good!

Michael only had time to launch a defense, and it was too late to counterattack. In the next second, his whole body seemed to be crushed by a heavy object, and he fell vertically.

"boom!"

A deep pit was smashed out of the messy ground. Michael held his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood, gasping for breath, unable to use any strength in his limbs.

Is Raskage that pervert drugged?How did it become so powerful in just 20 years?Seriously injured, Michael still had time to wonder and complain.

"uncle!"

Al finally ran back, only to see his uncle was seriously injured, while Donald was still alive and dead, almost heartbroken.

He glared at Lascage who looked like a villain, wanting to tear him apart and eat him.

"Don't look at me like that." Lascage said without any pressure, "It's just that he is not as strong as a human being."

Al was silent, just like Lascage said, it was all his own lack of absolute strength, otherwise how could he treat his important people like this and he couldn't do anything about it?

Al has never hated his own weakness so much, if he had absolute power...

"Al, I'm fine..."

A weak voice successfully awakened Al, who was about to lose his mind, and Al quickly flew to the place where Michael fell, trying to pull Michael up, but suddenly a suction force behind him pulled him over.

"My child, is this how you treat your father? Huh?"

A cold, temperatureless hand was holding the back of his neck, and the joking but extremely cold words were in his ears.Al was trembling with anger, and wanted to refute that he was not his father, but his throat was pinched tightly and it was difficult to breathe, and he couldn't say a word at all.

"Tsk tsk, you are really disobedient." Raskage smiled, but his eyes were cold, "But... Father has already found a child who is more obedient than you, so..." He was still talking, He didn't care about Al at all, anyway...he was useless.

The position of the heart on the chest was pierced from the back, and the pale five fingers pinched the beating heart. At that moment, Al realized what it meant to be heartbroken.

"Al!" Michael tried his best to think of it, but in the end it failed, and he could only watch helplessly but couldn't do anything.

"You can go to die, father will give you a good time." A soft and gentle whisper sounded in the ear, like a father's soft words to his child.

But Al couldn't hear it clearly, because...

"Tsk, come here." Lascage waved like a strange beast who was still "playing" with the Amethyst Thunder Dragon.The strange beast was unusually obedient, and immediately ran over obediently and fell to his feet.

Lascage's eyes were full of kindness: "It's time to show your final worth, my dear... child."

After the last word fell, with a force in his hand, he tore off the still beating heart, brought it up to his eyes and looked at it carefully, as if he was watching a miracle. "I didn't expect that strange beast to merge with your heart. It's really unexpected, but it's just convenient for me."

Then, he casually threw out the heart that belonged to Al, and the strange beast at his feet immediately jumped up excitedly, and swallowed the heart in one gulp.

After swallowing the heart, the beast went straight to the next step. Two pairs of horns grew out of its head, and on the horns was a disc that looked like the sun and the moon. Like rippling out, no armor will be left wherever it goes.

The Amethyst Thunder Dragon reacted quickly, grabbed Donald who was closest to him with one claw, quickly skipped over the deep pit, picked up Michael, who was still immobile, and quickly flew into the air, narrowly avoiding disaster.

"Father said that he would give you a good time." Lascage pulled out a bone spur from the back of the strange beast, pressed it against Al's throat, raised it high, and then lowered it.

Al, who had lost his heart, had empty eyes and couldn't hear anything except the loud buzzing in his ears. He didn't hear Lascage's words, and he couldn't see his actions clearly. Even if he saw him, he couldn't resist.

Al clearly felt the passing of life, and his limbs began to feel cold.He was thinking that maybe he was going to die soon, but he was really unwilling to die like this. He still had a lot of things to do, many places he hadn't been to, and he still hadn't promised Donald...

Feeling a bit of warmth in the completely cold hand, Al wondered: Didn't it mean that you can't feel the temperature when you are dying?Why is it so hot and scorching?

"Donald...Donald!"

Who is shouting?Why shout?

With a hint of curiosity, he opened his eyes with effort, and what was in front of him was Donald's smiling face, as gentle and nostalgic as before.Donald raised a bright smile, but lowered his head powerlessly the next moment.

There was a blood-stained bone spur on his chest, and Al stared at it blankly. His dull brain finally realized what happened, and tears burst out of his eyes unconsciously.

"I've never seen him come to die." Lascage pulled out the bone spur and threw it away in disgust, and said in a cold tone: "For the sake of his infatuation... Father let you die later."

Al didn't have time to care about what Raskage said, he stroked the pale face with trembling hands, the face he missed day and night, and then cried very sadly.

Why save him?He is a broom star, and he will bring disasters wherever he goes.If only he had died in the first place, no one would be affected, let alone Donald's life.

"My child, my child, don't cry."

The gentle female voice whispered softly in the ear, and Al was stunned for a moment, who is it?

"My child, follow your heart and be your true self."

what should I do?Al asked silently, looking for the source of the voice everywhere, but found nothing.The female voice kept repeating that sentence, and Al became more and more confused, what should he do to be his true self?

At this time, a group of fluorescent lights slowly gathered in Al's vacant heart, and a familiar voice sounded next to his ear: "The other me, we have been separated for too long, it is time."

Al didn't have time to ask what he meant, but the fluorescent light swallowed him and Donald whole, and Al fell into the darkness.

"What's going on?" Raskage opened his eyes wide in surprise, staring at the group of fluorescent eyebrows.

Not to mention that Lascage went in without knowing it, even Michael was stunned. Looking at the dazzling fluorescent light, he couldn't help wondering how many secrets Al was hiding?