Play holy light heart to be dirty

To be honest...it's hard to imagine that this clever origami would act recklessly.

However, no matter how much Kuumou thinks about it, she thinks that she should take the action after careful consideration.

To salvage the possibility of an irredeemable past.

The possibility of rewriting established facts.

That sweet temptation is extremely easy to break into people's hearts, gradually expanding and eroding like a drug.

Even if he is self-aware, he still wants desperately——Kurumi deeply understands that feeling.

After all, she also wanted to go back 30 years ago and defeat the phantom that had deceived her...

"Well, that's about it. If you can do it, I'll ask you, Kuumou."

Yawei chimed in on the sidelines, and as his intuition got stronger, he now also felt that he should go to the time period five years ago.

"Really, I always feel that the pace is out of order. However, since the master also made this request, I don't seem to have the right to refuse."

Kuang San scratched his cheeks, gave Yawei a charming smile, then cleared his throat and continued:

"Anyway, I would feel uneasy if I were to "officially enter the field" without firing a 'Twelve Bullets' even once, so I'll just treat you as guinea pigs."

"really?"

Hearing this, Origami's eyes widened subconsciously, and that expression was so pure that it was hard to imagine from her usual face - even like an innocent child.

But in the next second, Origami's eyes became sharper in an instant.

This is because she suddenly realized what Kuang San called Yawei.

'Master' - it turns out that he likes this tune, it seems that I have to try it next time...

Thinking of this, Origami showed a thoughtful expression, while Yawei trembled all over, with an inexplicable strange feeling that he was being watched.

However, before he could think about the source of the abnormality, Kurumi continued.

"By the way, to be honest, even I haven't tried 'Twelve Bullets', so I can't grasp the feeling.

Although it is not possible to temporarily return to the present from the past, I am afraid that it may not be possible to return to the exact designated time. "

Kuang San said so straight to the point, which is also the fundamental reason why she has obtained endless time from Yawei, but still has no action.

"It doesn't matter, as long as it is resolved immediately." Origami replied without any hesitation.

It seems that she is very confident, and she can't even feel a trace of confusion from her eyes. Presumably, she has already prepared for the worst.

"Really? If that's the case, I'm fine, so—"

After turning around on the spot, Kurumi grabbed the hem of the skirt with his free left hand and bowed exaggeratedly.

"Let's start right away, all right, come here, 'Emperor Keke'."

So in line with Kuang San's voice, a huge clock dial appeared from the shadow entrenched at Kuang San's feet.

Then, she pointed the muzzle of the rifle she had already held in her hand upwards, and at the same time stepped on her foot twice as if she was dancing.

"'Ke Ke Di'——Twelve bullets!"

Kurumi shouted loudly, calling out the name of the Last Bullet that she had never fired even though she knew of its existence and ability.

'Emperor Keke' made a creaking sound that had never been heard before, and began to emit black light.

The aftermath of spiritual power leaped and splashed like thunder, causing ripples in the air.

Not long after, all the tides of spiritual power concentrated towards one point—XII on the dial, and then immediately burst out a thick shadow, which was sucked into the muzzle of the rifle that Kuang San held high.

The next moment, Kuangsan felt the rifle with the bullets vibrate in his hand, and the ultra-high concentration of spiritual power was rioting in the rifle.

It was as if an invisible person was stopping her from shooting that bullet.

It feels like holding the irreversible and inviolable existence that transcends time, the power that violates gods and laws.

In response, Kurumi raised the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly, pointed the gun at Origami and Yawei, and then suddenly pulled the trigger.

The pitch-black bullet released from the muzzle drew a black trajectory in space and flew straight——

"...!"

The moment it touched Origami's chest, the bullet gouged out Origami's body, as if trying to drag her into the bullet's rotation.

Then, the hole dug by the bullet became bigger and bigger, and within a moment, Origami's body twisted as if being pulled into the ballistic trajectory, and disappeared from that space.

Seeing this scene, Yawei took a step forward without the slightest hesitation, and stepped into the unknown twisted vortex.

"call……"

After the figures of the two disappeared completely, Kurumi breathed a sigh of relief in silence, then let go of his hand and let the rifle fall into the shadow, whispering in a prayer-like voice that could only be heard by himself.

"I wish you all the best of luck..."

Chapter 240 Tiangong City Five Years Ago

"Ugh..."

Origami frowned slightly, and when the bullet fired by Kurumi touched her chest, a feeling as if her own existence was about to be twisted came to her, and then her consciousness was interrupted in an instant.

Although there was no pain, there was a feeling of dizziness and vomiting after someone picked up his feet and turned his body continuously, entrenched in his chest.

After that moment, Origami held her breath involuntarily, and while her consciousness gradually became clear, this time it was replaced by strong gravity and a floating feeling like flying in the sky, attacking her.

That's right, Origami was falling headfirst from a thousand meters above the ground.

However, after becoming an elf, after realizing this, she exerted a slight force on her body, and she easily stopped in the air, correcting her posture.

The method is not much different from using CR-Unit to operate random fields.

It's like giving instructions in the brain, and cooperating with the instructions to distort the space that covers oneself.

Are the abilities of elves similar in nature to wizards?Or in Origami's memory, did he think that the feeling of operating the CR-Unit was in line with the ability to control elves, and link the two without authorization?

Although it was impossible to judge, it was a fluke for Origami no matter what.

If you didn't regard the feeling of 'flying in the air' as common sense, you definitely wouldn't be able to make an instant judgment and hit the ground headfirst.

Of course, even if the current origami fell from a height, it would not be fatal.

Did Yahweh not follow?Could it be that there was a deviation in the time and place of transmission?

Origami looked around, but she couldn't find Yawei's figure in the end. After thinking of what Kurumi said before, she made such a guess.

However, now is not the time to think about these things, she has more important things to do.

Origami frowned because of the slight pain that still lingered in her brain, and forced herself to look down at the ground.

Although it is not yet completed, there is no mistake in this familiar appearance.

"This is... Tiangong City five years ago?!"

After saying those words, Origami felt goose bumps all over her body.

My heart beat faster because of my inner excitement, and I couldn't make a sound for a while.

But this is only natural, and who would be to blame for the sense of security brought about by the moment when a long-cherished wish that should never be realized is finally realized.

Who would laugh at the emotions of a girl who has dedicated more than a quarter of her life to revenge for five years.

Become an elf, use the power of elves, go back to the past and kill elves... This abnormal situation is unbelievable for a moment.

If she had told Origami about it the day before, she would have thought it a bad joke, but the reality is so absurd.

There is no doubt that the world perceived through the five senses is all reality, and you don't need to pinch your cheeks to be convinced that this is the truth.

Himself—really went back to the past.

"Ah."

Origami let out an exclamation that no one could hear, and exhaled a slender breath.

Then he clenched his fists and revealed a sharp gaze as if making up his mind again.

Now, it's good to sigh here, and then to speak, just wait until the goal is achieved.

That's right, Origami is just finally on the stage, and the critical moment is only now beginning.

In her mind, she recalled the scene she saw at that time.

Burning towns; parents scorched by light falling from the sky; loathsome silhouettes of elves floating in the air.

That scene was so unforgettable that it turned into a nightmare to haunt her from time to time in the past five years.

If Yahweh hadn't appeared later and performed a 'miracle', perhaps the young girl would have collapsed long ago, and then turned into a monster who lost her humanity and only knew revenge.

Therefore, Origami did not allow herself to shed tears until this matter was completed.

The enemy is an elf, and it is also the world, but there is no fear or hesitation in her heart.

There are only blazing vengeance and radiant... hope.

Origami rubbed the corners of her eyes with her thumbs as if she was about to wipe away the tears that were about to burst into her eyes, then turned to the back and shouted loudly:

"'Angel of Extinction—Sky Wing."

The moment the sound fell, sparkling light particles emerged from the space around Origami, and immediately concentrated on her back, showing the shape of wings.

Then, she vibrated her wings, gliding in the air at high speed, and galloped towards her home.

Although I successfully returned to the past, I don't know how long I can stay here.

In this case, we can only make a quick decision. , have come to this point, if the elf enemy is not found——

No, even if you find it, if the time is up before you defeat him, then it will be really horrible.

Origami awakened the killing intent in her heart for many years, and rushed to the destination residential area.

Not long after, a sharp sound rang in my ear, and Origami thought it was a spacequake alarm for a moment.

Instead, it's the fire alarm and the sirens of fire trucks and ambulances.

At the same time, Origami felt that the scenery in front of him began to shake like a sun-flare phenomenon caused by a hot day.

The street ahead - it's burning.

It's not a metaphor, but the sirens and sirens are mixed with the sound of buildings collapsing, the deafening flames, and the screams of people who don't know where to flee. The scene is like hell.