Hakoba: Opening Fusion Reverse Izayoi

And this moment.

The Six Ding Shenhuo, which was originally dispelled by Chiba, seemed to be triggered by some kind of mechanism, and attacked Sun Wukong at a very fast speed, and began to burn her spirit.

Seeing this, Chiba originally planned to make a move.

However, soon, he saw a scene in the myth.

All the divine fires were completely restrained by Sun Wukong, and finally gathered between the eyes.

——If, if these eyes can see more clearly, then, those people who follow me will not die! The spirits burned by the six Ding Shenhuo are instantly constricted between Sun Wukong's eyes.

this moment.

Sun Wukong, who has always looked at the world with pure eyes, is no longer pure.

Those flawless eyes were blinded by divine fire.

However, in exchange, it was her will to see the truth.

——I will use my own eyes to see the truth of this world! Shenhuo, began to smelt Sun Wukong's pure star eyes.

see this scene.

Chiba couldn't help but be amazed.

That is the act of combining Sun Wukong's spirituality and will with the eyes of the stars.

This is in [Refiner]! At the same time, Chiba also understands.

This is also the historical origin of Sun Wukong's "Golden Eyes" in mythology.

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Chapter [-] The Great Prophecy of Laplace! 【One more request for subscription】

Right now, the world is on fire.

This is by no means a metaphor.

Even the sky was scorched black by the raging fires burning in the city, and the blue clouds were dyed black smoke.

The flames that continued to burn for seven days and seven nights were not satisfied because of the people who lived here, and even devoured the uninhabited ruins and continued to spread out.

The lightning that glowed in the dark clouds hit the mountains and rivers, breaking the walls of the dams and creating turbidity currents.

The huge to uncontrollable water flow immediately.

Let the rivers overflow, and the cities will be gradually submerged.

The raging current from the mountain mercilessly engulfed the houses, and the cries for help could only disappear from the water.

The earth was cracked by the continuous earthquakes, and the gray city streets built with artificial concrete easily lost their urban function.

Even if a major disaster country has taken precautions, it can only maintain its appearance.

The vital veins along the buildings were quickly cut off, and the world's largest city was reduced to a cluster of grey towers.

This is a drawing of hell—yes, a drawing of hell.

This scene is indeed worthy of being called the streets of hell.

The children who lost their parents cried and searched for their parents, but no one appeared to answer their calls. They could only roll and die slowly because their skin was burnt black.

The tears were evaporated by the high heat before they fell, and the blood turned from red to black as it dripped.

People who were in a state of panic rushed to flee, but were crushed and trampled by other fleeing people and lost their lives.

There is no extra space for the spirit of fraternity to sprout under the consciousness of personal identity revealed in the extreme state.

These people, deprived of human dignity, look like a horde of beasts trying to escape the disaster.

After looking up at the sky inadvertently.

It can be seen that the sea of ​​clouds shrouded in black smoke is like a whirlpool like a living creature, and the thunder is like the roar of cloven hoofs.

The one who raised his hoofs to stir the atmosphere... is indeed qualified to be likened to a bull galloping in the sky.

However—the super beast that appeared in this destroyed city was not the only one.

The cloven-hoofed king wiggling in the dark clouds.

The dead-eyed giant who looked at it and laughed.

The dragon king who whips up the wind and waves with his eight heads.

The golden hair flutters in the wind but bows his head in shame.

On the other side of the smoke, more demon kings roared and ravaged the human world.

The presence of one of the strongest demon kings, who might endanger human history, is gathering to burn down the world.

This is not a scene of hell, what is it? The demon kings who are the incarnation of disasters should be like a storm, like a tsunami, like a thunderstorm, baring their fangs to everything in the world without distinction.

However, this is not the most terrifying existence.

The super beasts galloping above the civilized city are undoubtedly the destroyers of history. They appear like natural disasters and disappear like natural disasters. In the trajectory of their actions, not even ruins will be left behind.

But—this is not a real trial.

The ferocious creatures incarnated by [natural disasters] are just pure [violators]! There is no trace of [justice] in their actions, and they exist only for the sake of destruction.

But.

Those three heads are completely different beings.

They are not pure abusers, but real trials.

There is an alien dragon that destroys all civilizations indiscriminately, and in the ruby ​​pupils of the three-headed dragon, the final despair is reflected.

There is an invisible demon king who has transformed into a bird cage captive civilization, the ideal land of mourning.

The decadent black wind surrounds the world, the faceless end is releasing the signal of hunger, ready to pull the trigger of devouring.

The last at the end - there is also a pure white figure.

Independent of civilization, he looked at it all with rational eyes.

He is not a natural disaster, nor a trial.

The existence of that...heterogeneity is not recognized by the times, but stands above the existing concept.

However, what he is carrying is the eternal banner of black representing the [End].

Behind that pure white body, the world fell into chaos.

At his feet lie a multitude of gods.

One person slaughtered thousands of gods and buddhas, and carried the sins of blood alone.

At this time, in the earth, the wind of eschatology is blowing.

He pointed straight to the sky and aspired to the top of the box garden.

"bring it on"

At this moment, the back figure, against the backdrop of the black banner, even after a hundred years, is still fixed in the legend.

At the same time, in the pupils of this great devil.

Reflected is another flag.

That is the boundless earth, the end of the earth gave birth to the first light, it was just at this moment! An evil pupil opened his eyes.

With the cold sweat all over his body, the big cadre of the [Thousand Eyes] woke up.

The omnipotent and omnipotent great demon, Laplace! This time's sleep is far shorter than the sleep time in the past.

Because of this dream! "Is this a dream!"

She wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, covered her cheeks, and all the red light from before was glowing in her evil pupils.

It was the cold light of killing.

What is reflected is the existence of corpses everywhere, and the cruel scene of millions of gods being repelled.

And then—the next moment, she understood.

This is not a dream.

This is her big prophecy.

The eschatology of the future is far more than that simple.

Natural disasters and trials, this is just the beginning.

It was hard to calm down.

On the shoulder, someone tapped him.

"Wake up, Laplace—"

That's the female voice.

Turning back, it was an unfamiliar woman. Although her body was petite, it was not necessarily her original appearance.

Considering that it is impossible to detect the spirit of the other party, there is a high probability that it is an external measure to hide the spirit.

"You are--"

Laplace tilted his head.

A look of doubt appeared on her pretty face.

The girl smiled lightly.

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot, the first time I incarnated into a human form, you haven't seen it yet-"

for a moment.

The girl's unwrapped spirit.

At this moment, in Laplace's magic eye, he saw through everything in an instant.

That is a dragon.

Its very existence is enough to rival a world.