Real title: The author Jiang Lang has no talent, and he can't think of the title anymore...

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Kazuma raised her head and closed her eyes for a second.

That was the time to make Kama the contractor like this. Four years ago - when he deeply realized that weakness is sin, "the man" swore leisurely before him.

- I am not just pursuing truth

Tighten the heart of the girl who wants to protect but cannot.

When Kazuma opened her eyes again, she changed back to her previous sarcastic smile.

“…”

He tightly pressed against Kama and let go of his hand holding the sleeves of the jacket and took a few steps back. Ayano also turned his body in the direction where Mihail could see Kama.

"Ah--this is the case?"

He Ma Jingjing smiled quietly no matter whenever he was, "I understand, do you want to follow your master's footsteps?"

In an instant, Hema's "qi" burst out.

There was no ordinary phenomenon of expansion. The refining was swept by the pressure of "qi" equivalent to shock waves, and the body floated into the air.

"This...this..." Ayano's face was tense. Such high-intensity power had never been seen even in the battle with Ruya.

Manas's face remained unchanged and he knew what that sentence meant. Michel could not be alive today. [Truth Astronomy...Those madmen must die...]

The wind also rumbled up, echoing the howling air. After a round, the force that turned to calm was condensed by the terrible density.

"Okay, I'll help you and let you go to hell with your master. Don't pray to the Demon King!"

The supersonic wind blade slashed straight towards Michel.

"You are too naive." The young man smiled and disappeared before the Wind Blade struck him.

"Hmph, it's transferred, right?"

Michel's voice rang through the sky, as if replying to Ma: "I'm not running away, I don't need to do that. Do you know why I'm coming in front of you? That's because I don't need to be afraid of you--just get the power of your killing."

As he spoke at a high place, countless sticky pieces surged out from the ground: "The real ability of fucking is not what you see. I have the powerful power that can control her."

"Hold--?"

At some point, the cry of fuck stopped. Ayano looked around and saw fuck lying on the ground as if dead.

She could only slightly see that she seemed to be gasping, and no other signs of living were seen. Her body was covered with sand and soil, and she had no movement, and she could not see any light in her slightly opened eyes.

The sticky block crawled silently and climbed onto the body of the fuck. In an instant, the fuck was surrounded by a translucent hill.

"ah..."

First of all, the color changes. Gradually, it becomes opaque, and the surface begins to linger with metallic brilliance, shaking gently. The texture reflecting hard light reminds people of huge mercury blocks.

Then, the shape begins to change.

At first, the pointed blocks like steamed buns turned into huge objects with four legs, then stretched out their necks, tails, and wings grew from behind.

The sticky block continues to deform.

The object shaped like a clay handmade broom made by a child began to become regular and had a clear outline.

Joints appeared on the feet that looked like sticks, sharp nails were grown, and the surface of the body was covered with scales. Skeletons appeared inside the head, tail and wings. This was a structure that was completely biological.

[Not good!!] Manas formed the gun blade and rushed forward and slashed towards the sticky block in an instant attempt to separate the jack, but it was one step late. The black and white gun blade collided with the scales and armor and burst out dazzling sparks.

【I actually bounced off the attack of my gun blade that I had not released from my real name!!!】The attack failed and then retreated for a long distance.

"Sorry, I'm absent, and the reaction is a step slower..." Mana greeted Hema.

"fine."

The whole process took only thirty seconds. Within these thirty seconds, the process of turning from translucent sticky blocks into dragons was completed.

Ayano said to herself, "Why, how did the sticky block turn into a dragon?"

"It's too much, fool!" He Ma said ruthlessly, "It's just a way to be easy to fight, not a real dragon."

What is important is the form, not becoming a real dragon. Although the appearance looks different, it is all transformed from sticky blocks one by one, which is what is important.

A single sticky block is almost useless, but when countless people gather together, a magic loop is formed, and each loop is connected together, forming a more meticulous system.

Become something that can manipulate the powerful power you have.

"Hahahaha! How about it, Yagami and Ma! Can you defeat this thing I made?"

The dragon - as if talking about Bulitaora - came from behind Michel's voice. More than half of its young body had penetrated into Bulitaora's body.

"But if you knock him down, you'll die."

The boy said these vicious words, his body merged with the dragon, and placed his destiny on a giant statue-like figure.

"grrrrrr----"

The dragon opened its huge mouth and made a low sound. It spread its wings and raised its drooping head proudly.

"bsp;   The dragon roared, as if challenging the sky.

The turbid roar like a clock began to turn into a clear sound.

This may be evidence that Michel is controlling the dragon. The sound as clear as a broken crystal can't help but make people sing a chorus of boys.

Kill the other party before it takes action - in the past, Kazuma would do this without hesitation, but this time there were some exceptions, and there was no sense of attack from the huge silver body.

"What should I do..." Ayano asked. "Do you still need help fucking?"

"ah!"

The answer was without hesitation.

Ayano looked at Kama, and after knowing all the truth, she no longer had any disgust with Fumi, but -

"Well, although I don't want to say that, isn't it a happy thing for her to die now?"

Kazuma was silent, and Mana answered for him: "No matter how you live, it's better than death..."

"Mana, is there anything good to deal with dragon..." asked Mana.

Mana answered very simply: "The dragon composed of evil energy can suppress it in double digits. The problem is that the great god is fucking it..."

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School is about to start... although I can survive until September 18th...

ps: It will be troublesome if school starts...

ps2: Although the graduates have no homework...

ps3: Book Group 162147713
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