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Plop, plop.

There was a duet of chest throbbing sounds in the ears, and it was hard to tell whether it was an external sound or the screaming of the heart in the left chest. The terrifying buzzing confused people's self-cognition, like holding an ice pick and stirring it into the front lobe of the brain.

The white mist rising from the ground has a wet fishy smell, like being in a stuffy bathroom, the skin is dry from the warm lamp, the water mist covers the mouth and nose and suffocates, and the brain is spinning in dizziness and drowsy.

The thick blood vessels rise and fall, pulsating with heavy breathing.Whenever the bulge bulges, the living monster snorts, and the bubbles on the magma burst, and the debris looks like rolling eyeballs.

The field expands - [Prisoner of Violence].

As Yukimi Mie said, this is a field of instant death.

Like its name, it is so rough that it doesn't even bother to pretend to be gentle.Straightforwardly put the naked killing intent on the table, just like a tyrant who is in charge of death, the bone hell under his feet twists and turns the wailing of the dead.

There are not many types similar to Yukimi Mie's domain, the most typical one is the domain of the Cursed King's Two-Faced Su Nuo [Fumo Yuchuzi].

Except for the owner of the domain, no living creature within the range of the domain survived.

Death is a preordained fate, and the only manipulable parameter is range.

That's right, Zhizhi's domain is different from most conjurers in that its scope is completely controlled by Zhizhi, and it can be opened as much spell power as it outputs. The compasses are in her hands, and she can draw whatever she wants.

This is also the essential reason why she dared to open a domain on the cruise ship, and replaced it with other conjurers... Oh, sorry, everyone is gone, you conjurers are the biggest villains in the world, right?

Only the Realm can beat the Realm—this is usually the case.Teachers generally do not recommend the means of breaking the situation by force from the inside, because most people are just digging their own graves and dying.

There are always people who are different.

The world has never been fair. The Son of God who was born easily broke the rules that have been maintained for thousands of years. The monster's mind deduced the future of a hundred years from a few words.

Some conjurers are out of breath after being played by teens, and some can instantly kill super magic spirits at birth.

In order to integrate into the concept of the crowd, Yukimi Mie put on a choker, a blindfold, and a bandage. Nakahara also put on gloves and put his hands in his pockets.

People passing by will not know how many ways the person passing them on the street can destroy the city under their feet, and they will not know how much effort they have to spend to make themselves no different from ordinary people in the early stages of unruly power.

If they heard about their hardships along the way, some people might say "strength is a gift and a curse" and show envious and regretful eyes.

wrong.

That power...is themselves.

Do you hate your bust?It has been with your shadow since I can remember, and it was they themselves who accepted the abnormality earlier before accepting the idea of ​​"being different from ordinary people".

The so-called similar people are people who are called monsters just like themselves.

Zhong Yuanzhong also bit off his gloves.

A flamboyant smile appeared on his face, as the wind surged, his favorite black hat was blown into the air for the first time.

"Hahahahaha." The unstoppable laughter made the young Mafia's pupils flood with frenzy, and his blue eyes were astonishingly bright.

The field of semi-finished products is closing, and the life of Aragami will be forcibly taken away at the moment the bloody sky cover closes.

Perhaps Xuejian Weizhi will stop, and a Zhongyuan Zhongya who does not resist is worthless to her.

She will suspend the formation of the domain in disappointment, leave the battlefield as Nakahara Chuya originally wished, and return the negotiating seat to the port Mafia.

"It's boring." Zhizhi is not a person who kills indiscriminately, even if disappointment overflows from her eyes, she will definitely stop the unilateral slaughter.

As long as you take a step back, you can get the optimal solution.

Will the Central Plains also retreat?

A dazzling, proud, and unyielding soul cannot bow its head.

"You, allow me to be filthy in gloom, and don't restore my awakening."

The black and red mottled lines run from the waist around the navel all the way up, clinging to the arms, covering the face, and the sober blue eyes are replaced by arrogance and unscrupulousness.

"Tch." The black gravity factor smashed open the gap between the realms arbitrarily and unreasonably, and the flames turned into rain and rained down.The magma sparked fierce sparks, and the heartbeat was so violent that people wanted to dig out their ears alive, and scratched the skin of the face with both hands until it was bloody and bloody.

This is the domain of a super magician. Even if the magician himself has no intention of attacking at all, the aftermath of resistance in a single domain is enough to make the enemy miserable.

The domain is collapsing, but the owner of the domain doesn't take it seriously.

Xuejian Weizhi stared intently at the gravitational factor that was growing bigger and bigger. She casually wiped the blood rain on her cheeks with the back of her hand. The magma rolled on the heel of the off-white pearl sandals. The girl picked up the hem of her skirt and gently Shaking lightly, he sighed and said:

"I really like you."

Killing intent, overwhelming killing intent.

【Dirtyness】brought strength and also took away the rationality of Chuya Zhongyuan. He no longer cared about the life and death of ordinary people on the cruise ship, and no longer cared about organizing allies and transactions.

He has only one opponent in his heart and eyes, an opponent who is strong enough to have a good fight with him!

The condensed gravity factor is getting bigger and bigger, Nakahara Nakaya himself looks extra petite against the background of the black sphere.

The crumbling field exploded like fireworks, and the falling magma rain was accompanied by thick white mist, which almost covered the entire cruise ship!

Yukimi Mie gave up maintaining the domain, the torrent-like eruption of flame spells caused heat waves, and the wind surrounded the girl's body, throwing her and Nakahara Chuya together into the night sky above the sea.

"boom!"

The cruise ship exploded.

The cruise ship that was doomed to blow up after Conan boarded the ship has finally completed its mission!It died with honor!Dead great!

Thanks to its huge body, the tourists transferred from the cruise ship to the lifeboat were not only unharmed, but also perfectly blocked from view.

Very well, their three views have been saved, and they don't have to be trapped in the nightmare of Newton's corpse fraud for the rest of their lives.

Conan swears that if there is a next time, he will definitely call the police when he sees Yukimi Mie!

Policeman, that's the guy!She will be fine when she comes!

Zhizhi is very wronged, compared to the real god of death, she just messed up a little bit, how can it be so excessive?

"It seems to be too big." Xuejian Weizhi looked down at the turbulent water and the dark reef under his feet, "If you fall, you will die."

The hot wind that surrounded her surged upwards, Xue Jian Mizhi relied on the impact of the cruise ship's explosion to land in the air, and when the cruise ship exploded, it was the time when she fell into the water and went offline.

Of course, the branches that have been dragged into the water by Osamu Dazai all the year round are very good in water, and crossing the Pacific Ocean is not a dream.

"I quite like this outfit today, let's make it quick." Xuejian Weizhi concluded lightly, the raised flames blocked the oncoming gravity factor, and the recoil made her take two steps back in the air.

Very strong, more than one level stronger than before.

[Among the filthy sorrow] In its complete form, it turns itself into the absolute force of the gravity factor.Even Nakahara Chuya himself can't stop this state, all fighting is instinctive.

Instinct, Yukimi Mie likes this word.

The skill is too delicate to operate, and the barbarian's battle is rough and wild, with fists, teeth, fire, clubs, and rolling in the mud.

Just to make her like it.

The black-red light surpassed the bright moon on the sea, and one small black hole after another fired continuously for free.The soaring flames erupted again and again, and the monster in Xue Jian Weizhi's body roared and stood up, roaring, and the last thick chain tied to its neck was crumbling.

"It's really merciless." The girl's smile flowed out of her eyes, "Are you going to kill me? Are you trying to kill me? You're so good, I knew you were the same person as me .”

Under the baptism of dense killing intent like swords, lights and swords, her voice is as ethereal as the wind blows away:

"It would be super lucky if I could die here today."

Xuejian Weizhi raised his hand and tore off the choker on his neck.

The last rope broke.

The ferocious beast stood up step by step, brushing its fur, and the flames scattered all over the ground, carrying the tyrannical and ferocious atmosphere in the primitive wilderness.

The red magic power turned black in an instant, so dark that there was no light at all.

The backless dress specially made for stage performances was well cherished by the owner during the battle. The exquisite hollow design makes the girl's butterfly bones elegant and slender like the most perfect artwork. Aphasia in embarrassment.

The white and smooth back seemed to reflect light in the dark night, and the black tattoo quietly spread on the skin.

The first thing to stick out is a vine, the leaves are slightly curled, the buds climb up tremblingly, the branches spread out, and the leaves end with fist-sized flower buds.

The black lines spread across the back, gradually upwards, it slipped nostalgicly over the girl's smooth shoulders, spread all the way to the delicate collarbone, and opened the last flower bud.

If a third person appeared by the sea at this time, his eyes might already be dazed, not knowing where to look.

At the moment when the last flower bud was formed, the black tattoos on the girl's back bloomed together, and the layers of petals fell down like the skirt of the goddess of the clouds, gorgeous and refined.

It is blatantly beautiful, full of lust, and has a unique charm, so beautiful that it is outrageous.

The most eye-catching one is undoubtedly the one that blooms on the collarbone. The black flower sets off the whiteness of Xuejianweizhi's skin, and the contrast is shockingly sharp.

It was a black rose that bloomed to erosion.

This kind of flower, which has always been associated with gorgeous, gothic and classical, has a special flower language:

【You are a devil and belong to me. 】

The black flame collided with the black-red gravitational factor, and the irrational orange-haired young man's eyes were loose and terrifying, and the girl with black tattoos was so radiant that people couldn't look away, and she couldn't hide her madness.

The sea water was turbulent, waking up countless sleepers.

Osamu Dazai put his hands in the pockets of the sand-colored windbreaker, and the salty, cold sea breeze made his body thin, and the bandages wrapped around his wrists fluttered with the wind.

"It's almost time to end." Osamu Dazai said to himself, "How do I get there so far from the land? Swim over there?"

Kill him, can't land creatures find a place where they can step on the ground?

Dazai had a headache.

Soon, his headache stopped and his face turned dark.

"That conspicuous dead white hair..." Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes to see the tall figure in the sky walking towards the center of the fierce battle, "Who else is there besides Gojo Satoru?"

Hell, is it amazing to fly?