Has Mr. Shenshang submitted the manuscript today?

Chapter 67

Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't show his face, raised the knife in his hand, and chopped off the tentacles in front of him neatly.His left leg exerted strength, and he slid out from the side like a real silver wolf. The Taisao still stained with purple pulp flashed coldly, and nimbly cut off the remaining arrows, and avoided the ice wall. The sword that outflanks the corner.

"Huh..." Seeing that the president was unscathed, Sakumo Kamisami was relieved, "This is really...too dangerous."

A small, shining star flower slowly rose from his palm, condensing the light like morning mist, and was blown away by a gust of wind, and the slender particles enveloped Edogawa who was hiding aside like a dandelion. step.

"This is..." The black-haired young man was stunned for a moment, and slowly stretched out his hand to touch the light mist.The strange thing is that the mist, which is obviously floating in ice and snow, is not cold to the touch, and it dissipates as soon as it is touched, turning into dots of broken light.The light, feather-like rays of light swirl in the air lightly, filling the air around Edogawa Ranbu piece by piece, expanding into ice flowers with complex patterns, and gently condensing into a light blue transparent barrier.

"I'll trouble you to stay there and wait for me for a while." The white-haired boy said, he stepped on the filth like that, the soft glow in his eyes was like a bright and brilliant flower.

"Trust me, I'll be right back."

Don't go... Edogawa Ranpo, who was trapped in the same place, opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, but his dry and cracked lips were stinging for a moment.

His hoarse voice had confided countless ingenious reasonings, countless strategies that even a genius would be ashamed of, but he could not utter any less cruel and slightly off-track prophecies.

This is an ending where the supreme genius is powerless, like a teasing by the heavens.

The death knell of the decisive battle has long been tolled.

.......

"Hiss—it's really tricky!" The buzzing electric saw couldn't cover up the angry voice of the female doctor. She manipulated the frightening rolling weapon and hit the wriggling mollusc again and again, but only stayed behind. A few not too deep traces.

As existences beyond human beings, these awakened monsters have already reached the peak of their physical fitness, and the damage that ordinary physical means can cause is quite limited.

Not to mention Yosano Akiko, even if Kunikida Doppo and Fukuzawa Yukichi, who are physique supermen, are at full strength, the number of monsters that can be limited is definitely not enough.A steady stream of monsters, like groups of mud splashed from the black sea, slowly stepped out of the water, surging into a swamp, clustered into large chunks and gnawed at the coast.

The white sandy beach seems to have encountered ant food, and it is incompletely contaminated with stains.

What was even more difficult was that Balzac was still concentrating on controlling the field. The dense arrows and swords had targeted every vital point of them. Once the group of humans showed fatigue, they would pierce through their lives with one blow.

"It can't go on like this." Matthew Kyrielight waved his shield as the front row to block one blow after another.But compared to the huge figure of the sea monster, her figure and shield are too petite, and the range that can be blocked is really limited.

With her cover, the black and red archers neatly killed one sea monster after another, like a dim streamer, and every harvest was a perfect hunt.

Fujimaru Tachika frowned slightly. She looked up at the center of the dense fog, seeing a few figures as if she was watching a play, felt the speed at which her magic power was draining, and said worriedly, "It's really not a good idea to fight a protracted war."

If Gilles de Rais, the "source of creation", is not directly killed in seconds, the group of them will be slowly consumed by the monsters of the abyss. Under the ebb and flow, the follow-up battle form on their side will be quite unfavorable.As a master with rich combat experience, Fujimaru Tateka accurately sensed this.

However, the only one who has this ability in the field, can dodge layers of obstacles, and ruin the warlock at the moment of the shot... She subconsciously looked at a small area behind Shenshang Shuo.

The next second, the orange-haired girl called out decisively, "Lancer! It's time for you to come out—go kill that Caster!".

Long before the battle started, Kamijo Saku had handed over Enkidu's battle command to Fujimaru Tateka.Hearing this, the small piece of air behind him was suddenly distorted for a moment, as if being hit by some extremely terrifying force, and even a small circle of dust in the shape of a circle was ejected.

Immediately afterwards, she gave the second command again, "Archer! Liberate the Noble Phantasm!"

Wei Gong paused slightly, jumped a few times, and dodged to an open place.Fluorescent blue flames rose from under his feet, wrapped the archer's body in an instant, and circled forward with teeth and claws.

"I am the bone of my sword. - Soas Ipray, Unlimited Blade Works."

He drew the red bowstring with one hand, looked straight ahead with his silver-black pupils, and chanted in a low voice, "Synchronization. Begin."

"Om—" The faint blue light of the knife suddenly pierced the sky, and several cold lights flowed, overwhelmingly destroying one obstacle after another "mountain".

The sound of "Dangdangdang" can be heard endlessly, and every crisp bump means that a sea monster has its heart torn apart.The incomplete treasure that was originally released for the purpose of clearing the road has perfectly played its role at this time, opening a smooth road.With the elimination of the summoned creature serving as a meat shield, the stealthy spearmen touched Gilles' front door.

"Lingling——" the golden chain suddenly appeared, and the tip of the cone pierced the unsuspecting warlock's forehead.He took a long time to react, and he only had time to hide in a hurry. The metal made by God didn't even use much force, and easily penetrated the smooth skin, and was stained red by the bursting bright red liquid.

Gilles de Ray clutched his pierced shoulder, and said in a bad voice, "It's such a long-lost pain, such an incredible brilliance..."

"The next time it will be pierced, it will be your heart." Enqi Wensheng added that the Sky Lock, whose attribute is Magic A, didn't care about the magician's weak resistance at all.He raised his hand, and was about to make a quick fix when he understood the trouble, "Then..."

"Boom—" In the chaos, in a corner that no one noticed, the hidden black mist suddenly showed its fangs, and the pitch-black frenzy suddenly overturned the white shadow in the ice and snow.

Someone chuckled and quietly exited, "I got it."

"Master?" The grass-green long-haired young man turned around hastily, and there was a sudden vacancy in the supply of magic power, which made his heart skip a beat, and he wanted to quickly retreat to Sakumo Kamishang.

"I'll make you pay for your contempt." The black wizard who laughed "Jie Jie" let out a nasty laugh, taking advantage of the time Enkidu lost his mind, he quickly distanced himself, and used the re-summoned The sea monster blocked the retreat route of the divine weapon, "You ignorant people, tremble, repent, despair—"

The golden vanguard was dragged into the churning mud.

......

Just now, after Enkidu left, Shenshang Shuo, who was defending his teammate's blind spot, suddenly tensed up, and his scalp tingled uncontrollably, as if his throat was locked by some fiery animal eyes.

Before he had time to look back, he flashed out of the open space following his crazy sixth sense.However, the next scene still made his pupils constrict suddenly.

Like the scene of a heavyweight planet crashing, the pitch-black iron armor smashed heavily into the soil, creating a deep pit on the beach like squeezing tofu.With him as the center, a solid black mist spread out, surrounding the hard and smooth, rubber-like tail tip, and only an ominous red light in the middle could be faintly seen from the outside.

"What is this?"

Is there even a hidden hand?In the whistling wind, Shenshang Shuo managed to stabilize his body. He could only see that the servant in front of him was covered with iron armor. It is the cries and roars that are closer to the limit of collapse.

"Roar--"

However, time did not allow him to analyze more. The raging wind split the open space in front of him, and a figure like a mad dog waved a stick like a flowing rock, rushing toward his face, so fast that it almost left an afterimage.

"Bang!!!" The solid ice wall was knocked out of the hole, and the fine cracks "squeaked" all over the four corners, and shattered.

Almost at the same time as the defense was deployed, the white-haired boy was knocked out, his thin body was as fragile as a snowflake, vulnerable to any blow in the storm.

"Um....."

With a wild instinct, Lancelot, who missed a hit, instantly locked on to the prey in his field of vision, stomped heavily on the ground, and jumped several meters high, intending to kill the opponent directly in mid-air.

Can't escape?It's not a level opponent at all.

Shenshang Shuo, who was facing the breath of death, seemed to have been extended the unit of time. Surprisingly, his mind was not overwhelmed by the suffocating oppressive feeling, and he was able to peel off a trace of clear thoughts.

Then, you can only fight back.

"At least, you have to contribute a little bit." The boy's pupils reflected the shadow of the roaring beast, calmly like a man-made mirror.

“[Only I am here, only I am here, the snow falls]”

For the first time in his life, he fully called out the real name of the supernatural power, and used his favorite haiku to fully reveal the true face of Bingxue.

White light comparable to moonlight exploded from the air, and the dazzling electric light scrambled to be the first to splash, like some kind of refracted circular wave light sweeping away, shaking the air to hum and trembling ripples.

Even with such extreme output, the scene around the boy is as beautiful as a dream.The pure white sleet is like the stars that have just cleared the fog, scattered large and small, each one is the condensation of zero-degree light, and each node is like a cut surface of pure sapphire.

The pure white snow and clouds embraced the dark cloud-rolling sky, poked a hole lightly, and let the bright moonlight leak, floating and sinking around the falling boy, like a fish swimming in the silent deep sea.

Beautiful and holy, just like the gods shed holy light, pitying his suffering angels.

Such a scene is so beautiful that people often forget that this is a power that can freeze even flames.Lancelot, who was still running fast, had just hit the snow wave, and his pitch-black armor was instantly infested with frost.Even though he lost most of his sanity, the berserker gradually felt the uncontrollable slowness of his steps, the sticky friction resistance and the chill that almost pierced the bone marrow.

Without hesitation, he slammed the weapon forward, piercing through the immaculate snow, and the scarlet color stained the light in the night.

"Master!!!" Enkidu, who was still stained with Gilles de Ray's dirty blood, finally arrived, and the cold chain penetrated the berserker's heart again, harvesting the other's life.He was about to catch his comatose Master when he suddenly felt empty in his arms.

"It's great, it's really great—this is the end of the play I've been longing for!" Balzac held his face, with undisguised fanaticism in his eyes.He dragged Flaubert closer to the direction of Dickens and Toss, and slowly embraced the broken ice and snow puppet at the set point.

"Hmph, since that's why, we'll leave first." Although it wasn't the most perfect ending, Dickens, who was ready to accept it, shook the silver balance in his hand and started the space teleportation.

Their figures were blurred in the dark night, and then disappeared.

"Kamigami Saku—" There was a mournful cry, not at all like the desperate cry that Edogawa Ranpo could make, it seemed to be the last thread holding Sakumi Kamigami's consciousness.

gentlemen?The drowsy boy struggled to lift his eyelids, wanting to take a look at his lover's face again, but it was an extravagant wish.In the chaotic field of vision, only a few mixed color spots can be discerned, and even the rough color blocks can't be seen clearly.

This is the first time Mr. Ranpo has called my name like this.

I'm so sorry, I missed my appointment again.

This was the last consciousness of Shen Shangshuo before he fell into darkness completely.