Dragon Nation: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 80 Watch Me Push It Back! ! ! (two in one)

While the wind was blowing, the hair was blown back, and the black tights wrapped Yabuki Sakura's beautiful figure, matching the dancing hair like a black butterfly with broken wings.

The dried blood coagulated on the face like lines of different colors, while the blood that hadn't dried up was swept aside due to the strong wind, making the girl's falling figure look like a blur of bright red.

Her body was stained with the blood of Tachika Fujimaru, and the smell had already stimulated the Deadpools to go crazy. At this moment, seeing this living blood food falling from the front, Deadpool left the big observation tower and flew over there involuntarily. Go, open your mouth wide in the air to bite her.

Black snake shadows chased the girl with flying hair, like a group of snakes were attracted by the beauty of flowers, and they did not hesitate to chase her to hell.

What a distorted scene it was, but Yabuki Sakura herself didn't realize it, she was facing the direction of the large observation deck, her empty eyes were still staring there blankly, and her hands trembled and wanted to lift up.

In her fuzzy mind, she followed the biological instinct of human beings, recalling her short but not magnificent life.

So many things, but none of them seem to matter.

The important people stayed on the big watchtower, the people who should have been guarded by her.

She had imagined her own death, it would be a peaceful death in a certain mission, just like now.

She is not the dazzling Amaterasu, but a killer who executes orders under the brilliance of the sun. She will die quietly, and only a few people close to her can remember herself.

as now.

She has... done well enough, worked hard enough.
For the rest, Lixiang will definitely
She thought about this, and the imminence of death made her close her eyes slowly, the light faded, and her vision was gradually engulfed by deep darkness.
"Miss Sakura!—"

Her heart seemed to miss a beat, Yabuki Sakura's eyes suddenly widened.

She stared blankly at the bright white moon, and the crimson shadow approached herself.

The wind blows the girl's hair back and dances. Her face is so beautiful that one can be sure that the Creator must have lost a lot of hair for her. Unlike herself facing the observation tower, the girl's face is facing the ground, and she opens her arms , as if embracing the world, but more like embracing yourself.

"I forgot to say just now—" The girl seemed to use the edge of the large observation deck as a pedal to accelerate, and fell at a faster speed than herself, but she shouted to herself in this situation, with a very long, long voice.

"I~back~come~~~~"

The crimson hair danced like willow branches in early spring, and she had the usual faceless smile on her face, like the kind of young girl who could give a passionate speech in the auditorium at any time.

But she was reaching out to herself, to a man who had fallen to hell.

Yabuki Sakura also reached out to her in a daze, without any reason, just instinctively wanting to get closer to her.

Minamoto had talked about the story of Yabuki Sakura with Fujimaru Rika, and that was a long time ago.

She is a Japanese living in Afghanistan. She started killing at the age of nine. Her self-taught speech skills make her invincible in this job, as if she was born to live for this profession.

But people who live to kill are more hollow than twisted.Yabuki Sakura's life is so pure and white, she kills people tens of meters away invisible, the blood of the dead does not stain her body, it is as simple as throwing a soda can into the trash can.

After arriving in Japan, she was assigned a job as a weapon keeper at a shrine.She oils and maintains her knives every day, making herself smell of kerosene, not like a girl, nor like a killer.

Meeting Yuan Zhisheng was a later thing. When Yuan Zhisheng was 17 years old, the girl was 16 years old. He took Yabuki Sakura out of the shrine and said that he would give her a bite to eat.

After that, the man started to go to Kassel University. Although Yabuki Sakura didn't say anything, she really regarded Yuan Zhisheng as the next Patriarch to be loyal to, and when he was not around, she used his name to complete a Another assassination mission and learn how to be a good assistant.

Then, Yuan Zhisheng, who had completed his advanced studies at the University of Kassel, came back, and he turned the executive bureau into the most powerful independent organization of the Snaki Eight, and everything was booming.

At this time, the girl broke into her world.

That is a stupid kid who can't even escape in an almost deadly mission.

The optimist who is always smiling, good-looking and strong at the same time, looks a bit like a crow and a Yaksha when he speaks ramblingly. When the three of them are together, they seem to be performing in a manga.

But it was that kind of smiling girl who ran through the collapsing building without hesitation and reached out to herself.She clearly knew that her world was small, but she insisted on squeezing it in, and even squeezed out the monarch she wanted to be loyal to, and forced the hero to perform missions with her, and even lived together.

She is like the sun, burning light to anyone who needs it without hesitation.

No, it’s more like a smart desk lamp than the sun, because some people always like to compare themselves to moths in the dark. When the sun overheats, they have to burn, so Fujimaru Tachika is not the sun. She is very smart and treats different people Just give different degrees of warmth, as if to take care of everyone until they can't take care of themselves in the future, leaving her is like a fish leaving the water.

Ah
What a crafty kid.

He let his hand be pulled over, and amidst the midair and howling wind, the two girls hugged each other.Fujimaru Tachika grabbed Yabuki Sakura's waist and pulled her to her side, burying Miss Sakura's head in her chest.

"This is a bonus—although I still have a lot to say, but it's a pity that there are only a few seconds left before the fall, Yabuki Sakura! Get ready for the second impact! Hold me tight!"

The girl smiled, as if they were not at a height of [-] meters, but a roller coaster in Happy Valley.

At this time, Yabuki Sakura noticed that the girl wrapped her waist with one hand, and in the other hand was the famous sword she used to assassinate the king just now—the sharp edge that killed the evil spirit of Oe Mountain. Boy Cut Angang.

The famous sword passed down from generation to generation was held up by the girl, but it did not draw a beautiful light, but as if it was a battering ram, the blade was straight to the side and pierced into the outer edge of Tokyo Tower!

The slide-like outer frame of Tokyo Tower was originally used to fix the entire building and maintain balance and stability. Deadpool destroyed the structure of the middle layer but it was impossible to lift the building itself, so the still stable outer frame is Fujimaru Tate Kaoru and Yabuki Sakura were the only points of focus in midair.

The knife pierced into the steel, and there were frequent sparks and breaking sounds in an instant!

Tear, cluck, cluck! ! ! ————

The girl hugged the important person with one hand, and firmly held the handle of the knife with the other hand. The violent trembling inevitably struck. Normal people would be torn apart by this contradictory force in an instant, but Fujimaru Tachika But nothing happened.

The moment the golden pupils opened, the dragon's blood allowed her body to evolve again.

The knife shattered the flashing LED lights together, the light disappeared little by little, and the shining road gradually went out, just like the godslayer waved his hand after completing his great deed, and took the long steps to the gods together. Total destruction!
The storm was howling, and the raindrops at such a speed felt like needles pricking the skin, and in front of him were the sparks and flames that erupted from the endless collision between the blade and the steel.

It seemed to be a grand and unrestrained performance, the last movement in the mournful symphony, it was crazy, crazy, crazy, and the rhyme began to sprint towards the peak endlessly.

In such an environment, Yabuki Sakura slowly closed her eyes.

She didn't want to fall asleep, but simply couldn't find the strength to lift her eyelids.She is very tired, everything tonight is beyond her ability, she has done better than anyone else, worked harder than anyone else, and it is time to rest now.

Even though she was in the dizziness and strong wind like in a crashed plane, Yabuki Sakura felt that the noise and terror of the outside world had nothing to do with her. In the embrace of that girl who was several years younger than herself, she felt I felt the warmth and security like a mother's embrace.

Although Yabuki Sakura has never felt the embrace of the so-called mother.

Speaking of which, Yuan Zhisheng has no mother. It seems that Yasha's mother was sentenced to death for blowing up his father when he was five years old, and Crow doesn't seem to have mentioned his mother, only one will remind him to fight. daddy in body armor
Yabuki Sakura was thinking about messy things, and subconsciously buried her head deeper, until the roar of a strategic missile landed!
boom! ! !
Dojikiri pulled out from the steel with an intact posture, and the girl kicked suddenly after decelerating, taking off at an exaggerated height almost like a hero in the United States and changing the landing place.

The ground was smashed out of a deep pit by Tachika Fujimaru, and then two deep scars were plowed on the ground by inertia, countless gravels splashed, and the huge collision and breaking sound was almost deafening.

However, this level of impact is already within the tolerance range of mixed races, and Fujimaru Tatsuka's control over the body will not hurt Yabuki Sakura.

When the smoke dissipated, the members of the executive bureau put their hands down from their ears, and watched in a daze as the girl pulled her leg out from the ground, and supported Yabuki Sakura in a princess hug.

At the same time, a spiral twist appeared above the smoke, which was the dragon-shaped Deadpool chasing Yabuki Sakura.

The members of the Executive Bureau hurriedly took out the alchemy equipment and planned to shoot, but was stopped by Fujimaru Tateka.

Taking a closer look, I realized that there was something else on the dragon-shaped dead waiter.

Those were two men, with stern and beautiful faces respectively.

Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhinv, the dragon-shaped Deadpool took the initiative to consign them away from the Tokyo Tower that was about to fall.

This dragon-shaped dead servant was not a bloodthirsty dragon chasing Yabuki Sakura from the beginning, but a servant controlled by Fujimaru Tachika with an oracle.

"There is such a method, why bother?" Ms. Sakura was in Fujimaru Tachika's arms, her voice was so weak that only two people could hear it, and she was powerless to ask. "Wouldn't it be better to let the dragon-shaped Deadpool drive us down from the beginning?"

"Hey~~~" The girl dragged her voice. "But I saw Ms. Sakura fall, so I couldn't hold back and jumped down. And—"

Fujimaru Tachika lowered her head and grinned at Miss Sakura in her arms.

"Don't you think it's cool? It fits my imagination of high-altitude landing~"

".Fool."

"So aggressive!?!"

Fujimaru Tatsuka turned pale with shock, unexpectedly, Ms. Sakura, who had let go of her rules in exhaustion, had recovered a bit of her Iraqi demeanor, opening her mouth and shutting her mouth were all tough folk customs.

Thinking about this, she transferred Ms. Sakura and Brother Genji to the executive department team stationed on the first floor.

She is not afraid that there will be the ghost of the general, because...
"I'm super, Ms. Sakura, you also come in and lie down to rest, what a coincidence"

"I am super, the young master is also down, then we will meet a master in this one."

Open the curtain of the mobile temporary aid station, several mattresses for the wounded are lined up in the huge space, blood transfusion bottles are hung beside it, and there are emergency medical equipment prepared by the scientific research institute.

Sven scum and rough men with glasses lay at the very edge. Their faces were bloodless, their hands were plastered, and their bodies were bandaged like ancient Egyptian pharaohs.

"Wow~ Yasha and Crow-senpai are also here, and it looks like they have left a lot of medals for soldiers, so manly!" Fujimaru Tachika smiled, and placed Yabuki Sakura next to the two.

"It's not as good as you said."

"But you can also say more."

The two squeezed out words from their throats, because their blood was not high, and they had been fighting with weapons against dragons for so long, and they shot until their bones were cracked, let alone from the tide of the snake-shaped deadpool. narrow escape.

If it wasn't for the sake of being brave in front of the younger generation, they should be crying and begging the beautiful nurse to help with the injection at this time.

"Hee hee~"

In any case, Fujimaru Tachika laughed foolishly, it was a smile without any haze.

Everyone survived.
so good.

It seemed that all the efforts, calculations, and desperation had made sense.

but
"I really want to use the time of an IELTS composition to praise the seniors, but unfortunately I still have something to do." Fujimaru Tachika saluted, and then pointed to the tall tower outside. Symbolism is collapsing at the moment.

Although after calculation, it is determined that the rescue station cannot be hit, and there are not many high-rise buildings around the Tokyo Tower, but it will still cause a considerable degree of disaster.

Moreover, after those dead waiters destroy the Tokyo Tower, they will rush to the urban area in the next moment, and the disaster of Japan and even the world will come.

But luckily——

"It doesn't matter, I will make a move!"

The girl roared so boldly that everyone was taken aback in fright, watching her make a Western-style exit ceremony in a rather contrived way.

"So I'm sorry, big brothers, sister, I'm going to save the world, and I'll hear about your heroic deeds when I come back!~"

"Promise~"*2
The girl waved goodbye, and Crow and Yasha nodded feebly.

They didn't even ask.

It is clear that what the girl is talking about is the words of the Arabian Nights, and the solution may be a disaster that cannot be prevented by exhausting the power of the entire Snake and Eight Clans, or even any mixed race organization in the world.

But they didn't doubt the girl.

Yabuki Sakura slightly parted her lips and said in a low voice.

"Bon Voyage."

【Bon Voyage】

The girl was stunned for a moment, and she remembered the last words that weak man said to herself, so she was a little dazed.

But immediately, she laughed.

"Ah."

As soon as the girl stepped out of the curtain, all the members of the executive bureau involuntarily backed away.It was an involuntary behavior. Even though most people in the executive bureau knew Fujimaru Tachika, and there were not a few people who had a good impression of the girl, their bodies did not listen to their sensibility at this moment.

The loose coat was pulled randomly by the strong wind, and the golden pupils burned wantonly in the gust of wind and rain, and the long screams of howling wind and twisted steel could be heard in my ears.

Fujimaru Tatsuka let out a soft breath, and she raised the knives in her hands. They were the two magical weapons brought by Yuan Zhisheng and used by Yabuki Sakura.

Boys cut, spiders cut.

No, if you want to achieve the girl's goal, maybe you only need one hand.

The girl stabbed the spider into the ground, and placed the boy, Anzuna, in her hands.

It was a treasured sword handed down famous for beheading Shuten Doji.

She caressed the lines on the handle of the knife carefully, while she quietly closed her eyes.

The collapsed Tokyo Tower and the army formed by countless dead servants are a threat to the lives of all citizens living in Tokyo.

——It is also a problem that Fujimaru Tachika must solve.

That should have been a fantasy, but for some reason, the girl is full of confidence at this moment.

She took a deep breath, and immediately opened her arms presumptuously in the torrential rain, holding the blade high in her hands in an incomprehensible posture. The burning golden pupils in her eyes were like King Kong lions, wanting to swallow this dark and turbulent world.

【Senior, if you can't trust yourself, trust us. 】

【We will arrive at your side. 】

[Whether it is the temple of the end. 】

[Or where you are in the distance at the moment. 】

The girl closed her eyes and hummed.

"Ah~~ You can't let Matthew take away all the cool words—"

She, Fujimaru Tachika, 15 years old, is the savior, the master!

Let it all end here, Tokyo Tower.
"Isn't it just a tower—"

Raindrops slid down from the side of the girl's white face, she laughed loudly, but she didn't look ferocious, instead she had the boldness and heartiness of a king standing on the enemy's wall overlooking the world after a complete victory.

"Watch me push it back!!!"

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Ps:

Suddenly I feel that the song FAKEit (the theme song of fate strang fake) is very suitable for the theme of the second volume, and I will use it as the op of the volume (shameless

Super nice, recommend.

ps: I am a man who has written a stable [-]-word update on the book details page, so diligent.

This chapter is [-] words, which is double in one.Why do you want to join, please see the next chapter.

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