I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

Kurumi always kept a close distance from Rama.

Because... Rama's bow is far more troublesome than his knife.

be quick--

faster -

Kurumi laughed and splashed the torrent of bullets, then deceived himself and got close to Rama.

Although it is said that there is no smell in space, Rama seems to be able to smell a delicate fragrance when he sees the pretty face and body of the girl approaching.

Then Kurumi stumbled on Rama's leg.

Rama didn't even realize what happened, and in the next second, he was trampled on the chest by the girl and fell to the ground.

Crimson meteors cut through the night.

Kurumi was invincible during the stomp, but Rama was not.

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On the other side, Mo Yusan, who was completely unprepared, fled in space.

The nightgown on her body was torn apart.Without her noticing, she was yelled at by Luo Hao, and now her head is dizzy.

She kept drawing circles in her heart, wanting to remember the boss in a small book, and began to regret her behavior of provoking Luo Hao in the first place.

"I knew... That guy must want to make fun of himself. He wanted to force her to beat Luo Hao, but he was too tender."

Woohoo moaned, Mo Yusan didn't notice that Luo Hao behind him had disappeared.

The girl in the moon white hanfu stood in front of Mo Yusan, who bumped his head into Luo Hao's waist without paying attention.

"Bound Immortal—"

With a cold and deep voice, the pale golden rope bound Mo Yusan's hands.

In the eyes of [-] horrified fish, Luo Hao took out a... pink thin line... something indescribable?

Luo Hao, who does not interfere with the world, doesn't know what it is, but it must be a torture tool prepared by Lu Yinghua.

Mo Yusan looked desperate. "You, you, you... you are despicable and shameless!"

Luo Hao nodded with satisfaction. Although he didn't know how to use it, it was very deterrent when he took it out.

Very good, very good.

Chapter 63 Lu Yinghua came out and was beaten, crab+

The red star split the thick clouds, and the howling wind made Kuang San feel a little deafening.

The stepping shot didn't last that long, long enough to support her falling from the sky to the ground while stepping on Rama.

Kuangsan felt a little pity, otherwise it must be very cool.

She held the flintlock pistol in her hand and shot the bullets into Rama's chest.The wound sputtered and bleed, and then turned into blue smoke in the ultra-high-speed friction.

The speed of the fall was so fast that Kurumi couldn't even smell the burnt smell.

She stepped on Rama lightly and turned her body backwards. The speed of her fall slowed down a lot in an instant, and Kurumi slowly fell at a steady speed.

It's a pity that because the three players have formed a dark animal this time, the skirt is floating, but there is nothing to see.

The moment Kurumi's body was separated from Rama, a mighty thunder struck down from the sky.

The tumultuous Kurumi looked at the sky, and could vaguely see a huge blood-colored technique, and the ferocious dragon wings woven by scarlet rays of light stretched out their wings.

Behind the blood-colored technique, there is a round of moon that has been neatly slashed and many scattered fragments.

"Yan...Yan Longxiao?"

"Hubby calm down! Hubby!" Kurumi couldn't help but help his forehead.

Kuang San had an idea in his heart to take the blow himself.If you keep fighting like this, the name of the god of disobedience will really be fulfilled.

but...

Thinking about the things that were destroyed because of himself or indirectly because of him, Kurumi tilted his head cutely.

It seems to have already been implemented?

"Don't worry, elder sister, this is just the "Pseudo Code Yan Longxiao" that has been recreated at 1% power. "Hubby's voice reached Kurumi's ears.

"According to Hughby's calculations, it won't cause much damage to the planet."

Kuang San heaved a sigh of relief.

She watched the crimson thunder quickly catch up with Rama's falling figure.

It's a little embarrassing to say.

But in fact, Rama, the last king, can't actually fly.

Although he has a great way of protecting himself to solve all kinds of crises, he can borrow power from the spirits of all things or the gods who are not from them.

But if the god of disobedience or the spirit of the wind, who has no concept of flying, asks him to cast his bodyguard, or... if he doesn't give Rama time to cast his bodyguard, Romorgan doesn't have the ability to fly.

Rama looked at the crimson thunderbolt that fell down, still looking indifferent.