The entire 58th floor fell apart in an instant, and Igula's voice on the 57th floor was drowned in the roar of steel and stone.
Although there was thunder and fire upstairs, Ya Xiu's eyes were already tightly attracted by the pile of swaying rubble.
Suddenly his sleeve was pulled. He looked down and saw his daughter's tangled expression, her big eyes blurred with tears.
"Don't, don't go," Diya struggled to say a few words: "You can't win..."
"At this time, all I need to do is say, 'Thank you, brother Ash.'" Ya Xiu stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, but made her face even dirtier, like a little cat: "And now it's time to run away.
If you can’t escape, if I don’t go, why don’t you go?”
A smile appeared on Ya Xiu's lips, he knelt down and gently touched the back of Diya's head: "Don't worry, I'm number one in the "Art List", and An Nan hasn't painted for me yet."
Warm happiness quickly swept through Diya's body, clearing away the haze in her heart and stopping the tears on her face. At the same time, Diya felt a little itchy all over her body. When she lowered her head, she found that all the scars were healing at an accelerated pace.
Miracle·Love·Sword.
"Besides, I also have a secret weapon."
Secret weapon?
Di Ya was slightly startled, and just about to ask, she felt a hot temperature coming from her face. Her eyes were deeply attracted by the tenderness in Ya Xiu's eyes, and her soul seemed to melt in those eyes. She was a little crazy for a moment.
.
They have seen this look before.
In the eyes of Banji.
In the eyes of Sword Girl.
But I never thought that someone would look at me like this.
For a time, not only Diya, the White Queen, and the Black Butler, but even the Red Death disciples who were determined to die could not help but feel jealous of their youngest sister.
What they didn't see was that when Ash turned around and walked towards the rubble, the fiery affection in his eyes had turned into his strength.
Miracle·Sentiment·Love Sword.
After strengthening himself, Ash didn't feel like "power is coming". He just felt that he was holding the sword more firmly, walking faster, and there were fewer distracting thoughts in his mind. He felt that he
It’s like I’m back in my senior year of high school, with only one firm goal left in my heart
Victory, and then live with Liz and Igula!
Miracle Sword Painting!
Miracle·Raging Sword!
The moment the secret guard broke through the rubble and escaped, Yaxiu's three swords came out at once, attacking the black knight like a dark red meteor!
clang!
The transparent miraculous barrier blocked the charge of all sharp blades, and the dark red meteor stopped a few feet away. The black knight took out the gospel and looked at Ash calmly.
At this moment, Diya suddenly reacted.
Could it be that the secret weapon Ash mentioned was...
Hiding under the table to form a safety triangle, Igula, who finally survived the collapsed building, now tried his best to open the resonance cavity, trying to let his voice pass through the heavy rocks:
"Ash, don't count on the evil windbreaker! The secret guard can use gospel points to resist healing psychic suggestions!"
Demonic trench coat, twisted mask.
It was as if Ash had stepped out of the No. 1 work on the "Art List", and his figure was completely burned into the eyes of the secret guard.
The dark red paint of the trench coat spread into a sea of blood, the collapsed corridor twisted into the monster's intestines, the light reflected colorful erosion, and then everything collapsed and fell downwards.
In a daze, the secret guard found himself standing on the beach by the sea.
In front of his eyes was a black tsunami tens of feet high. A huge pontoon made of nails was galloping on the crest of the storm. Ash stood on the bow of the boat and blew the horn. The sky heard thunder snakes surging, the earth heard the wail and shook, and the black sea followed.
They sing carnivally and sing loudly, and the whole world falls into unstoppable destruction!
'Is this the psychic detection of the evil windbreaker...' The secret guard was very calm: 'My psychic faction is also at the gold level. I didn't expect that Ash's psychic faction is higher than mine, and he can even pull me into this.
Fantasy.'
'But that's all.'
A black and silver gospel book appeared in front of the secret guard. He raised his hand and patted the cover lightly.
Ring ring ring…
As the sweet and melodious gospel descends, the sky filled with dark clouds gradually clears up, the sun shines, and it is as blue as the sea; the collapsed and shaking earth becomes stable and stable, with spring flowers blooming and green trees shading the sky.
The sound of the trumpet was gradually replaced by the holy sound of the gospel, the tsunami was calmed, the black sea was purified, and even the phantom of Ash knelt down to repent, dissolving the atonement in the sacred and solemn gospel.
The secret guard is not surprised by this. It is the walking companion of Queen Yisu, the omniscient weaver. Under the protection of the great gospel, nothing in the world can compete with it.
All sin will be destroyed by the gospel, and all harm will be offset by the gospel.
Because at this moment, it represents the will of the gospel... huh?
The secret guard found that he had not escaped from this illusion.
Moreover, Ash's phantom has obviously been shattered, but the pontoon boat he was riding in still stayed on the sea.
There was also a slender figure on the pontoon.
As the pontoon gradually approached the beach, the secret guard became increasingly unable to maintain his calm and indifferent attitude, and even his armor began to tremble. When the pontoon ran aground on the beach, the secret guard even forgot his secret-keeping commandments and said in a trembling voice:
"Your Majesty the Queen?"
But it quickly shook its head and took two steps back hastily: "No, you are not Her Majesty the Queen. Who are you?"
"Of course I'm not that old witch anymore."
The Black Witch stepped off the pontoon and stepped on the soft sand with her bare feet: "As for who I am, can't you guess it? Aren't you just here to find me?"
The secret guard held the gospel tightly, as if it could make his words more convincing: "But you can't be Princess Lisdia. The sanctification in armor has not ended yet. She won't... I understand,
You are one of the magical spirits that bewitched the princess!"
"Princess Bewitched...hehe..."
The Black Witch smiled and said: "Did the old witch tell you this reason, or do you want to deceive yourself? Forget it, don't talk about that unlucky old woman. But I have been honest with you, but you don't even want to wear a helmet.
Take it off?"
"My dear aunt."
The secret guard subconsciously touched his face.
The Black Knight helmet that had been covering her appearance since adulthood, and the mask that had not been taken off for more than ten years, had disappeared. When the sun directly hit her face, and when the wind hit her skin directly, she felt
It's so strange.
When you hide in a suit of armor for more than ten years, you will only feel that the sunshine is like the sun stretching out its tongue to lick you, and the wind is like the devil in the air caressing you.
The black witch and the black knight are obviously different in age, status, and generation, but they have exactly the same appearance.
"No wonder the old witch wants you to wear a helmet."
Maleficent looked at the secret guard who had the same appearance as herself, and her tone seemed to be sarcastic and pity: "It's really disgusting to see a group of people who look exactly like me."
