Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

The black-clothed monk stepped forward, walking like two ceremonies.

"The road is not perfect, and there are many things missing. But now there is no choice in this situation. Two rituals, I'm going to kill you."

"... Exactly, I also have the same idea as you!"

The two ceremonies have been confirmed, and the "culprit" is in front of them.

Her enemy, the creator of her void, and the one who killed Ori.

Now that you know it, you don't need to say more.The girl glanced at Rope who was sitting on the pipe, and the black-haired youth cast an encouraging look at her. As he said before, he kept his promise and said that he would not interfere with the revenge of the two ceremonies.

But the inexplicable emotion of "I will intervene when you can't", the girl could see clearly in the depths of the other's eyes.

"...Don't underestimate people too much. God."

The two rituals murmured in very small voices, their bodies getting lower and lower.

After a second, she bounced up like a taut spring, announcing the start of the battle between the two rituals and Araya Zonglian.

Chapter [-] The stubbornness of the kimono girl

The girl said daring words and rushed towards the monk opposite.

The distance between the two was only tens of meters, and there was no obstacle in the middle. After Shiji lowered his body, only an afterimage was left in the air.

The speed is very fast, and the place where the blade is aimed is probably also the "death" of Araya Zonglian.If the opponent is stabbed even once, he will die immediately.

But Rope sighed regretfully.

Playing hand to hand with that monk wouldn't work... in terms of ordinary humans.

As he expected, the tantric monk barely moved in response to the almost rampant attacks from the two rituals, and read out the name of his enchantment in a dry voice.

"Don't be afraid."

"Well!"

The movements of the two ceremonies were like the pause button of a movie being pressed and stopped in mid-air.

She seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and huge pressure came from every corner of her body, locking the two rituals firmly on the ground.The "death" that pierces the opponent in this way makes it a problem to even get close.

"King Kong. Viper—"

A pattern of three rings appeared at the feet of Araya Zonglian.They overlapped each other like a planetary trajectory turned into a barrier, strictly separating the "inside" and "outside".

"I'm not interested in fighting you, Liangyi. Just stay there quietly and wait for me to kill you or be rescued."

The monk turned his gaze to the motionless Rope with a little majesty in his eyes.

"The war god of the Zoroastrianism, today, at this time, is the battle between you and me. The gatekeeper who guards the root cause, and then chooses to stand on the sidelines, I will accept this body."

"Should you say that you are ignorant and fearless, or are you stubborn and insist on your own wishes after seeing through everything? Either one is very admirable, Araya Zonglian." Luo Pei smiled lightly.

"Although I really want to burn you to ashes with a "white horse", or turn it into a white lime statue, I have promised to give you to her before, and I still don't plan to go back.In addition, you are too underestimated, right?Don't say things like that. "

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Araya Zonglian quickly understood what Rope meant.

As if provoked by the monk's disregarded words, the two rituals gritted their teeth, forcibly forced their arms to press down, and the groaning that the bones were overwhelmed sounded faintly.

The knife in his hand touched the floor—the barrier on the first floor of Araya Zonglian.

With a sharp cut, the friction between the floor and the metal brought out a stream of sparks. At the same time, the girl in the kimono regained her ability to move freely, and she bent her knees and gasped in place.

"To see through the death of my barrier in such a short period of time...?" Araya Zonglian was a little surprised.

The death of living things can be understood by human beings, because human beings are wrapped in the death of their own kind all day long, and they are more able to recognize death from themselves.In contrast, the death of dead objects is too abstract and conceptual, and often very difficult to recognize.

The enchantment is "line", and its meaning is "boundary". The two ceremonies can see the flaws of Araya Zonglian within two sentences of being bound, and the aptitude can no longer be described as "excellent".

"Why are you talking about yourself..."My body", forget the gods over there, I didn't expect a magician to say such disgusting words. "

"Oh? I'll forget it? Does it mean that I can use your body at will?"

"Quiet!"

"Well...it hurts."

The two rituals adjusted their breathing, ignoring Rope's disruptive behavior, holding the dagger in their backhand and rushing up again.

It seemed like an unintentional action, but this time she could see the death of the enchantment surrounding the men in black!

The brain seemed to be in labor pains, which brought the two rituals a clearer perception.

Legs exert force, walk through and sprint.

Wooden shoes can't affect the girl's flexible pace at all.Her kimono fluttered like a butterfly, evading the pursuit of the two layers of golden enchantment.

The body of the monk also greeted him head-on.

The barrier between "King Kong" and "Scorpion" was cut open after a short period of two knives, and Araya Zonglian lost his protective umbrella, but he was also waiting for the result.

As the sharp blade of death approached, Araya Zonglian's sturdy right hand was drawn quickly like a steel pliers.

"!?"

"Those eyes are too dangerous as an accessory to the two rituals, you don't need them as a 'door'. "