Boyfriend who is full of good feelings suddenly wants to break up

Looking down from the plane, it is enough to see the huge body of the dragon, but when it is really on the same level as it, the human figure is even smaller.

Under the disparity that is almost beyond imagination, just looking at it makes people feel desperate.

Just at this moment, Mr. Zhongyuan's calm and calm expression from beginning to end appeared in his mind, and the originally uneasy mood calmed down again.

You took a deep breath, clasped your hands together in a prayer posture, and slowly exhaled as you opened your eyes.

- it doesn't matter.

Even if you fail, you can try again.

Thinking of this, while watching the battle below, you opened the system interface and prepared to record the battle data.

If there is really any emergency and needs to do it again, at least there must be enough intelligence advantages.

To be honest, you, who have always been focused on your daily life, have not been in contact with this combat interface for a long time, but thanks to the Spartan devil training, you are familiar with it far beyond the average player.

The first thing you notice is of course the blood bar.

As the opponent's red dragon's blood bar, it is hopelessly long, but the exaggerated ratio of each attack being reduced makes you stunned and at the same time can't help but breathe a sigh of relief: it is indeed Mr. Zhongyuan.

But you soon found that you breathed too early. Although you dodged the attack of the red dragon with your speed and higher sensitivity, the blood bar of Mr. Zhongyuan, who was not injured, was growing at a very stable speed. Going down, this situation makes you realize something quickly.

You immediately opened Mr. Zhongyuan's personal interface.

Unlike being an enemy, most of the data ends with [? ? ] to show the red dragon, Mr. Zhongyuan, as a teammate, should open up more detailed information to you, and you immediately discovered the comment on his current situation——[Dirty], it is a kind of trade at the cost of sanity and blood volume. A special state with extremely high attack power.

Similar types of special status are not uncommon, and you immediately think of the general name for it on the forum: Berserker?

But at the same time, he realized that Mr. Zhongyuan's current state cannot last for too long.

You took a deep breath, pursed your lips, and started the work you could do.

According to the data of Mr. Zhongyuan, the damage of each attack is calculated, and then the blood volume of the red dragon is deduced according to the ratio of the blood bar cut...

You quickly marked the attributes of the red dragon with question marks, blood volume, movement speed, move damage, skill CD, and at the same time couldn't help but deduce the battle result in your mind.

If calculated according to the current trend - can win.

This optimistic thought flashed in my mind for a moment and was suppressed.The situation is not that simple. With the reduction of health and stamina, various debuffs will appear on the characters. It is impossible for Mr. Zhongyuan to maintain the current speed of action.

And with the red dragon's attack power, once it was hit head-on once, the situation would become very bad.

As soon as your thoughts flashed here, you saw a small crimson fire dragon brushing past Mr. Zhongyuan, so close that it even raised its orange hair.

Your breathing suddenly stopped, and you subconsciously took a step forward, even almost walking out of the cabin.

It was only after being choked by the wind that he realized that he firmly grasped one side of the railing, and pulled himself back to a safe position with a little weakness in his body.

You checked Mr. Zhongyuan's blood bar for the first time, and when you saw that it was indeed within the threshold, you let out a sigh of relief, and fell down on the ground full of fear.

But this posture of raising your head slightly makes you notice the huge gear phantom that suddenly appeared in the sky, and the brilliant and clear orange flame wrapped around it reminds you immediately of that night: Natsu and...

——Gang? !

You stared at the figure walking out of the sky in a daze. From such a long distance, he seemed to have noticed your gaze, and nodded to you from a distance.

I don't know when, Ah Gang is full of this very reliable aura, as if he doesn't need to worry about everything.

You relaxed almost subconsciously, but then you saw a huge dark red light ball being thrown in the direction of A Gang.

you:! !

It was Mr. Nakahara's attack!

In the latter's current state, once he stepped into his alert range, he would be regarded as an enemy by default.

What makes you feel relieved is that Ah Gang escaped this dangerous attack easily.

You quickly sent out a team invitation and pulled the two into the same team, only then did you let go of your breath.

……

Counting the time with Natsu before, this is the second time you have seen Gang in a fighting state.

The orange flames slid through the air with brilliant streamers, and his posture of moving through the air with ease was so calm and flat that it even showed some elegance.

Although the successful formation of the team at this moment prevents Mr. Nakahara from acquiescing to A Gang as an enemy, but in the current situation of the former, it is impossible to have any cooperation.

You were a little worried that it would be very difficult for Ah Gang to take care of both sides at the same time, but you found that you really underestimated Ah Gang.

The brown-haired young man calmly guided the red dragon's trajectory, so that almost every attack by Mr. Zhongyuan landed on the most vulnerable abdomen of the giant dragon. However, in such a short time, the blood bar of the red dragon has been cut off. Mostly.

You were a little distracted and remembered Mr. Dazai's teaching: Do you have the ability to read battles?

——As expected of Ganga!

This obviously decided battle also made you relax. Instead of making records as urgently as before, you put more energy into observing the battlefield below, but you saw that the Red Army who had been guiding the red Dragon's Gang suddenly stopped.

Even though you know that the other party's actions at this moment must have some intentions, but this sudden action still makes your heart rise all of a sudden.

You stared nervously at the approaching dragon from behind, and you held your breath the moment the huge dragon's head rushed past.

It's just that what happened immediately made your eyes widen in astonishment—it was frozen.

Starting from the huge dragon head that was touched, the ice ridges condensed and extended inch by inch, along the scaled body to the dragon tail. In just a few breaths, the whole dragon turned into a huge ice sculpture, crystal clear. It's like a work of art.

And what followed was a red and black ball that was much bigger than before, which was smashed by Mr. Zhongyuan holding it up with both hands.

The ice layer broke from where it was hit by the dark red ball, and the fine cracks continued to expand.

But in an instant, this huge ice sculpture shattered into ice chips all over the sky, accompanied by dots of red light, it was a grand and magnificent scene that can be called shocking.

You stared at this scene in a daze, until an orange shadow fell to your side through the night sky, and then you turned your head and looked over with some concentration, "Gang."

The young man's eyes are still orange colored by the flames. In this fighting state, his expression looks a little cold, but he still nodded his head in response to your greeting.

Do you want to say something more, such as asking why the other party came to Yokohama suddenly, what is the matter with that huge gear, or just sighing that Ganga is so powerful, but the movement below still doesn’t stop and quickly draws your attention Force pulled over.

You are confused for a moment: hasn't that dragon already disappeared?

But when you looked down, you saw that Mr. Zhongyuan, who should have ended the battle, still didn't get out of that state, but attacked everything around him wantonly, and the ground that had been turned into ruins in the battle just now rose again. Bursts of smoke and dust.

When you were still stunned by this situation, a very calm voice of explanation came from behind, "Chuya Zhongyuan, the gravitational force of the port mafia, a safety device with humanoid abilities. He can autonomously enter the [Dirty] state dominated by supernatural abilities , in this state, he can display extremely powerful combat power, but he cannot take the initiative to cancel it."

You are stunned: "Can't take the initiative to cancel it?"

This almost murmured voice was not answered, not because the other party didn't hear it, but his silence was already an answer: he was just telling you the answer in a very tactful way.

You lowered your head in a daze, looking down at Mr. Zhongyuan who was still aimlessly attacking his surroundings.

Of course, you who have seen the other party's initial state have noticed that his current movements have become sluggish and his figure has become shaky.

——If this goes on, he will die.

With this thought clearly in your mind, you couldn't help but take a step back, but someone grabbed your forearm.

The line of sight goes up along the arm that is pulling you, and meets the pair of orange eyes that seem to have no emotional fluctuations. The owner of the eyes is watching you quietly, "What are you going to do, Saeya?"

The tone of the other party is very calm, but your breath is suddenly held.

You looked away nervously, and whispered, "I'll leave for a while."

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't speak any more, but the hand holding you didn't let go, but tightened even more.

He controlled his strength and didn't scratch you, but he still pulled that hand out from behind his back little by little with an irresistible tough attitude - and the black gun in his hand?

Of course, this is not the small revolver that you have run out of bullets in the previous battle, but Mr. Zhongyuan stuffed it for your self-defense on the way here.

However, this type of gun has a bit too much recoil for you, to the extent that the movement of the wrist will be restricted after firing two shots in a row.

The hand that was holding you moved down from the forearm a little bit, and held the wrist. Before the other party continued to move, you stopped him, "Gang."

You looked up into those orange eyes and said seriously, "I also have someone I want to protect."

The strength between your wrists tightened for a moment, and the gun in your palm almost fell out of your hand, but you still held onto it dangerously.

You put your other hand over and tried to separate the fingers around your wrist, but as expected, you didn't move at all.

You looked over again, shook your head slightly at the other person, but your expression softened a little bit, and said softly, "Ah Gang, you should be able to understand this kind of mood."

The young man's expression remained unchanged, but the hand on his wrist froze.

You took the opportunity to pull your hand out, stepped back a few steps, and leaned against the hatch.

The wind behind you shook your figure a little, you hesitated for a moment, but still smiled at the young man over there, "Don't worry, Ah Gang, I'll be fine."

……

The rapid fall blurred the surrounding scene, you blinked and thought, it turned out that Mr. Zhongyuan saw this scene at that time.

As the distance rapidly increased, the exit hatch turned into a small black spot, which was once again covered by clouds.

At this distance, it should be invisible, right?

The movement in the air was a bit difficult, but the hand holding the gun was still lifted up little by little...

Although I won't remember it after restarting.

But doing this kind of thing in front of Ah Gang is really too cruel.

Tsunayoshi Sawada was half-kneeling at the hatch, his hands firmly grasping the bulkhead beside him, so hard that even the special alloy material of the aircraft was deformed.

The muffled sound that was already far away was carried to the ears by the wind.

The blazing flame that rose up at that moment distorted the entire space.