"Okay, it's regret and pity, and there's a little admiration." She said, and the expression seemed to have an illusion of sadness in that moment, and was immediately replaced by a disguised smile: "There was no plan at the beginning, but since that's the case, it's better to use materials locally. Since your purpose is Altaire, then our indicators are equal."

Han Yan suddenly said, "So you gave up hunting the summoned person. You originally regarded Altaire as your prey? What a big appetite."

"I am right to treat it as a reward, thank you for the award." Toshizaki Kurosan gently stroked her cheek: "Her abilities are very funny. I want to know what the source of this strength is. If I can get it, I don't have to collect time so hard. You should know...my purpose, my hope."

Han Yan nodded: "I know."

The elf girl smiled happily: "Then..."

"So, I refuse." Han Yan changed his mind, grabbed Hero's hand, and climbed the floating ladder: "That's not the strength you can win. Give up earlier. I came here to accept it. Even if you get it, sooner or later, I will fight with you."

"It's a pity that the negotiation failed." The nightmare elves smiled wildly as they passed by. The gun aimed at Han Yan and pulled the trigger, bang!

...

On the outer layer of the maze in the air, a cartoonist woke up from his sleep in a vague way. The table was filled with various manuscripts. He yawned and woke up from the night wind. He put on his glasses and looked at it in a vague way, but found that he was on a platform dozens of meters high, almost frightened.

"This, what kind of environment is this!" Before the author could figure out what the environment was, he heard a heavy and light footsteps. On the stairs, the young man with a mask and a black robe climbed down the stairs. His one-eyed eyes flashed with a red light: "Ishida..."

"Ah?" Xunsheng looked at the cartoonist Xunsheng, and saw a galloping reddish-brown afterimage: "For the world, you deserve to die!"

Lin He stabbed his chest and killed him with one blow. When he was about to throw it, a figure suddenly appeared and stepped heavily on Hezi. The wooden knife swept across, knocking back the biological organ with a hardness comparable to steel.

A silver hair rolled up with dead fish eyes and dug his ears: "Where is the world sorry for you?"

The silver-haired warrior dug his ears, his sleepy attitude and unruly posture seemed to see through everything, and his eyes were scared by the cartoonist behind him. He opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a moment.

"Sakata Gintoki." Ken Kaneki lowered his body: "Does go!"

"Disturbate a little, tell me if you want to kill someone?" Gintoki did not raise his foot, but pressed half of his body against Hiroko.

"I don't have the heart to talk to you, let go, otherwise I will kill you!" Jinki's one-eyed eyes were scarlet and red.

"You are really possessed. Kill the creator. Who will change your world?" Gintoki raised his eyes: "Say, do you really want to lead to monsters?"

"Monster? I've been a monster for a long time. Since the creator behind you changed my life and pulled me into hell, I'm no longer a human being. Now I... am a ghoul, drinking human blood and feeding on human flesh!" The Linhe behind Kaneki aimed at Sakata Gintoki: "For the last time, don't harm me..."

A hint of sigh appeared in Sakata's eyes. He held a wooden knife in his hand and gently vibrated, a breeze rippled, and the manuscript flew: "I refuse, stinky little guy."

"...I will kill you." Kaneki Yan's violent aura slowly evaporated. At this time, he had not yet become the one-eyed king, but he was already a bit fierce and arrogant.

"As both evil spirits, if you can kill me, it can only prove that you have fallen deeper than me. But as long as I am still standing here for even a minute, you can't even fall into the Shura field again." The useless uncle raised his proud smile: "I don't allow experience here."

"Sakata... Gintoki!" Kaneki gritted his teeth and made a loud sound from his finger joints: "As a matter of fact, I can't get along with your axiom companion, you don't know anything at all, you're nothing!"

"April companion is really a slap in me. I am just an ordinary down-and-out warrior. After the Waste Knife Order, the useless uncle who is not worthy of a real sword." Yin Tochi mocked himself: "In the past, I was adopted by a mentor. The so-called grace of raising me is no different from my father... But he was arrested later. In order to save him, I carried a knife and a group of brothers to launch a big fanfare to fight against the barbarians, fight against the gods, fight against the shogunate, and then... it was a bunch of people, damn and not damn... the faces that could be remembered were also blurred."

"And then, at the end of the road to revenge, even the teacher was lost... Even Ansheng's sword was lost. In order to survive, I had to agree with an old man who had been dead for many years in front of the tombstone to protect a street and a widowed old woman. After many years of chaotic life, people without knowing it, they sealed the sword, drank wine, and lived a poor but funny life... If such a loser could also boast of a companion who was just a perfect match, Optimus Prime and Aotuman would definitely be unable to help but slam the laser."

He kept saying, "But even if he is so useless, he knows that there are some things that can be done and some things that don't act. All you do is to vent your innocent catharsis, and eventually kill people and get blood. You can't get anything except emptiness and guilt."

"So what?" Ken Kaneki said hoarsely: "Can I still lead to humans? Every day I live, I have to be able to live, and even survive becomes extremely difficult. The world is cruel! The world of ghouls and the world of humans do not allow me to exist!"

Sakata Gintoki rolled his eyes: "How do I know what to do?"

"..." Kaneki was stunned.

"This is something you need to think about. I don't know your past or your future." He raised the wooden sword and pointed to the one-eyed ghoul: "About everyone's life, you and I are not readers, but authors. At least the ending is up to you. Either die with laughter or stay in the world... Even so, you can't listen at all, so I'll be here to accompany you until you give up."

"I've heard enough..." Ken Kaneki from the past listened, but now, he has changed greatly from his cowardly self in the past. When the other party is defined as an enemy, no language can make him let go of his murderous intent. He bent down and spit out vague words: "Hoko changes..."

The cartoonist behind changed his expression: "Beware, he is going to change!"

"Sure enough, the protagonists of the comics are all monsters, they all transform." Sakata Gintoki complained about why he had no ability to transform.

Lin Hyuk suddenly retreated from under his feet, and Ken Kaneki covered his forehead, as if he was burdened with great discomfort. His expression under the mask was distorted, and Lin Hyuk was also distorted rampantly, as if he was evolving.

"Oh no, oh no, once you enter this state, his personal will will be suppressed to the lowest point, leaving only the combat instinct, resulting in the bloodthirsty monsters that cannot stop without killing the indicators." Cartoonist Ishida said anxiously: "And the speed and destructive power of the centipede state can't hold on even if it is built with armor."

"I really want to escape, but I feel sorry that there is only one way to go here." Yin Toshiba glanced at the stairs under Jinki's feet, and sighed in his heart that my old bone was about to be tossed again. Erwuzi is not so easy to be a good person. At least he can take you some time... It's such a worrying little girl.

Even though Mikoto Misaka didn't say anything and buried her mind, Sakata Gintoki still saw her mind, so he secretly let go of the hippo typewriter, secretly investigated and followed Kaneki, looking for an opportunity to take it off, and dragged him down after a whisper, so as not to return to help immediately after Kaneki handled the cartoonist, and give her enough time.

The middle-aged uncle has the exclusive gentleness, so he could have glimpsed someone's shadow from Mikoto.

...

In a corner of the maze city.

Yagami walked along the steps without any rushing and slow, and he had already walked through three platforms. The highest-separated throne was one-third of the distance. His judgment was easy. As long as he went to the throne, whether Kyo Kusanagi was or not, he would definitely be the first to come. If he encountered it on the road, it would be easier. There was no need to rush to the throne. Just roll up your sleeves and fight.

Unfortunately, his fortune is not the best. He has not encountered Kyo Kusanagi in two-thirds of the way, nor has he even met Kyo Kusanagi.

The lonely eighth master walked on the labyrinth stairs, with a long and long road, and his back was filled with deep loneliness.

At this time, his cell phone rang.

Yagami took out the new mobile phone from his pocket and pressed the answer button.

"It's me." The young man's voice came, and the familiar voice made Yakami's sleepy expression nervous immediately. With a slight squeezing his five fingers, there were a few cracks on the phone screen: "Come on, let's break it, Yakami."

"Then let's put an end to your death." Yagami An laughed, her extremely cold tone unable to hide her murderous intent and fanaticism.

"I'm right here with the people around you. When you come over, you'd better get faster. I'm not impatient." After Kyo Kusanagi said that, he cut off the call.

"Hmph!" Eighth God tried hard, and the screen of the phone broke, burning to ashes in a ball of purple flame, and a mobile phone was scrapped... Han Yan, who was in trouble, also chose Nokia specifically. It seems that no matter how Minoanoki, it is no different in Eighth God's Cangyan.

At the same time, on a certain platform.

Kyo Kusanagi threw his phone back to Han Yan, leaned against the platform guardrail, and hugged his hands in front of his chest: "I'm just waiting for him to be the most."

"It won't take so long." Han Yan shook his head: "You underestimate his obsession with you too much, at most five minutes."

"Okay, save the trouble. Help me find Yagami. I owe you a favor." Kyo Kusanagi smiled. He was more talkative than the Eighth Master. He was a young and promising young man with integrity and a young and promising attitude. He naturally had to repay his favors: "After I fight with him, I can agree to your small request. Of course you can mention it now. I can't get away with it now. If I want to deal with the princess who overcomes above, I can't do anything."

"If you can stop us, we will be of great help. No one should interfere in the battle between you. I promised him and keep his promise."

"Then do you think, who can win between me and him?" Kyo Kusanagi raised his eyebrows.

"You can't beat each other, but you will never lose." Han Yan hesitated for a while and said bluntly: "He has not yet fully controlled the magical skills of the Eight-Foot Qiong Gouyu Seal, and you have not yet fully awakened Kusanagi's sword soul. The chances of winning... are about 55."

"It's a good explanation. Yaji Liu's ancient martial arts and Kusanagi Liu's ancient martial arts are both sourced. Both sides are too inquisitive about each other. Normal duels, he and I have a mixed victory or defeat." Kusanagi Kyo straightened his back, and the red flames fluttered on his index finger, and his smile was filled with absolute pride about his strength: "But if it's a battle between life and death, I will win."

Yes, Yagami also thinks so... You have such a tacit understanding, why don’t you get married in Shinri Muri?

Han Yan was silent: "It can be the same in the original world, but now it may not be...because you are no longer the only protagonist."

"I don't believe in fate." Kyo Kusanagi clenched his fists: "The only chance of winning is to hold it in his own hands."

"You are very proud, but I can't wish you a victory." Han Yan said regretfully: "No matter you, Yagami, are the person I loved very much at the time. It is not worth congratulations to anyone who wins or loses."

"Oh? I didn't expect you to be our fans?" Kyo Kusanagi was amused: "This feeling is not bad."

Hero interrupted the conversation between the two, his ears erected, and she looked in a direction: "He is here... a human and a beast."

Among the five extraordinary senses, the red-haired young man carrying the moon wheel rushed all the way through the maze, like a wild beast under the blood moon, approaching this place with a trembling height, and even Hero couldn't help but feel fear.

"I think it's here." The red flame in Kyo Kusanagi's body flowed in his blood, his body surface was dyed with a red color, and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit: "You should leave. After we meet, it will be the time for a decisive battle. He will not care about your life and death."

"I think so, so I wish you a better fight." Han Yan smiled maliciously: "It's better to make a big flip."

"Of course!" Kyo Kusanagi straightened his body, and the wheel of Yangyan behind him seemed to be really burning. He took a deep breath, calming down the heat of running wildly between his chest, and slowly said: "Before farewell, I would like to remind you that besides me, there is a new summoned person who did not ask carefully at that time, but it was very dangerous... and I am very happy with a yellow-haired girl among you, and I took the initiative to ask to pursue her, and I can also go there now, and it is still time."

Han Yan paused the measures he took: "Thank you."

"No politeness, just run away a little further... I can't help it." Kyo Kusanagi's fists were shocked.

At this time, the bricks and stones on the platform burst, as if the strong figure of the mad beast under the moon jumped out of the dust and debris. The five fingers were clawed, and from top to bottom, surrounding the burning bones and blood-burning Cangyan, leaving curved dark scorch marks in the earth.

Secretly hooked! Cang Yan wandered around, and burst out less than half a meter away from Kusanagi Kyo, reflecting a pale handsome face from the cracked flames.

Kyo Kusanagi shouted and fisted, and the wild bitch was pursuing his hands, Chi Yan merged into the fist wind, and fought against the Yashiji Sunflower combo. The moment the fist collided with the fist, Cang Yan and Chi Yan entered the oil pan like water, bursting out devastating violence. The scorching high temperature roasted the floor and the steps into charred stones, the terrifying air waves evacuated in an circular shape, and half of the platform was destroyed in an instant, and this was just the beginning.

"What should I do now?" Hero looked at the zombie: "I have the last itinerary, so I can go there, it's time."

"No..." Han Yan shook his head. He had already seen through everything: "Time is up."

Under the throne, coins and flying knives flew together, and the lightning and lightning were the same color as the silver moon.

Misaka Mikoto held three coins and activated three ultra-electromagnetic cannons at the same time.

Theoretically, the limit interval of the ultra-electromagnetic gun with coins as the preface is only fifty meters. Across this interval, the coins will be melted, and the number of consecutive shots is eight times per minute. It is impossible to shoot three shots at the same time, but the premise is that the power and accuracy are completely connected. If you are just purely suppressing with quantity, you do not need to focus on aiming, and you do not need to invest excessive force. It is better to say a shotgun than a super-electromagnetic gun.

Jun Ji held his hands in front of her chest, cut the coin and lightning without any accurate heads with a flying knife, and shook her head gently: "Three Hundred and Seven, after using so many coins, your physical strength may not be able to hold on. Even for lv5, your energy is limited."

"It's so tedious, I haven't lost yet." Misaka Mikoto said righteously. She took out iron sand from the dust in the breeze of the earth, and used it as a precaution to lay it all around. While connecting her own safety, she took the center to separate the flowers and disappeared. But over time, she soon discovered that this kind of flower-removing war was nervous and unlucky for her.

——The power is one-third, and the cost is more than the hypothetical. Her ability has only been explored in two ways... There are almost no loopholes in the defense circle. Apart from concentrating energy to carry out a little breakthrough, there is no other choice. If you can obtain a large enough electromagnetic conductor, the power and range of the ultra-electromagnetic gun will be greatly improved. If you hold a lightning strike in the joint camp, you may not be able to break it. As long as you can get close to three meters, you can win!

"But it happened that there was no large conductor next to it. If I had known it, I should have brought it here even if I destroyed the public property." Misaka Mikoto thought.

The pomp was in a stalemate, and Jun Ji was not urgent: "My forest and forest are forbidden by all things, your ability is ineffective on me. As long as I have the will, this battle will end in an instant..."

"Then why are you upset about handling me?" Sister Pao's forehead swelled with blue veins, and she thought she was despised by the other party.

"Because I'm a little bored, I'm not very happy to stay in the audience to look around." Altaire smiled and said, "If it were you, it might as well report you. The secret is not used to keep in mind... Only in an environment where someone understands and snoops, the secret treasure has a price to exist."
Chapter completed!