I, Sakura Matou, the third seat of Chasing Fire!

Inexplicably, it reminded me of the so-called Holy Court.

But Lungominiad is not Kaguya.

"Can't you speak yet?"

The smile on Sakura's face changed, but her smile remained the same, but it no longer gave people a warm feeling.

Red and green brilliance appeared in the eyes, and the surrounding space still began to distort to varying degrees.

The power of the twisting magic eye is distorting the surrounding space.

"I haven't used the power of this pair of eyes for a long time, do you think I should give this world a try?"

"It's better not to."

Gorgeous flying flowers and a gorgeous figure appeared in front of her, but this only made Sakura feel disgusted.

The smile is no longer there, and the space is distorted into powder.

Killing intent appeared in Sakura's eyes.

Lungominiad beside him silently put away the Holy Spear in his hand.

Although I don't know why Sakura suddenly became angry, but it's obviously because of that annoying guy.

The Magic of Flowers....... makes me sick no matter how many times I watch it.

Merlin, let me see if you in this world can live like a tenacious cockroach every time like in other worlds!

She is Rungomigniad as a god, not the powerless Arthur Pendragon!

The space is distorted inch by inch.

Like a mouse, but Merlin is not some Jerry, he only has one life.

Panting between the flying petals, Merlin shouted in his heart that he was unlucky, he should have changed his way back if he had known earlier!

Why did I meet such a horrible guy!

And why did the child who had disappeared appear to have this singularity!

At this moment, Merlin, who was desperately fleeing, deeply understood what Gilgamesh said about the big trouble.

hateful!If he can survive this time, he must leave this singularity immediately!

There is no way to fight at all!

There is that woman directly declaring GG!

Why is this horrible existence coming back!

One hundred and eight, would you like to go with me?Mother.

The famous flower magician, Merlin, is crouching on the uneven ground like a dying dog.

The surrounding space showed a distorted posture, and the dark flow was faintly visible.

Don't worry, Sakura has controlled her own power, so the space in this world will not be destroyed at any time.

"Human beings have fear and curiosity about the unknown, and they also have fear and yearning for the powerful."

Sakura looked at her, the guy in front of her, who looked like a dead dog, was still panting.

She knew that even if she killed Merlin here, she would not be able to give him real death.

The Merlin in this world is not this guy's real body at all.

But this is not important to her.

There are many ways she can kill Merlin completely.

An existence that is not even a sub-celestial father, and is even barely a third-level life body is too fragile for her.

Just like this world, there are other worlds, even the so-called follower universe.

Cosmic Rin?

It's just an incarnation of the self-universe, just like a well-written game program.

How can a world that has not even fully stepped out of the earth, or is even wrapped up, give birth to an existence that truly involves the universe?

The world may seem powerful, but it is actually weak.

Useless rules, boring fates, and fragile roots.

"Come on, tell me why some people just can't learn from the pain, why they test the so-called bottom line again and again."

"You must understand that for the strong, the bottom line never exists."

Sakura stared at him, and in the dark golden eyes, that touch of whiteness danced like a flame.

The breath of God lingered on her body.

I felt it, not only Merlin, but also this world, and all the gods in this world.

Is this the real god...

Merlin endured the pain and showed a bitter smile.

Gaia and Alaya, you two have brought a hopeless future to this world!

He actually knew everything, even if he didn't know much, but he did some things with his own hands.

According to Alaya's instructions, he deprived the girl named Aozaki Touko of the power of light.

"Looks like you understand."

Sakura smiled lightly, and the surrounding land was covered with frost.

Sakura stretched out her hand, and a holy spear fell into her hand.

St. Lungominiade.

"Do you want to come by yourself?"

"Leave the body to me,"

Rungomigniad looked at his former teacher, the so-called Magician of Flowers.

"I'll leave this to you, and I'll take care of the main body."

She shouldn't have existed, and should have died with the end of the singularity, but Sakura gave her a new life.

She doesn't care about her past, but there are some things she can't bear.

People who live in the dark will not yearn for the light if they have not seen the so-called light.

Do not give hopeless hope to the hopeless; that often creates greater despair.

For Lungominyard, that's what happened in his own past.

She used to have the hope of changing everything, but all she got was greater despair.

So at that time, she gave up her original name, wore a crown called God, and carried the title of Holy Lance, and this is her now, Rungomigniad.

"Ok."

Sakura smiled lightly, and dropped the Holy Spear in her hand.

The smell of blood and the smell of death.

Merlin died, but not completely.

It's just an avatar.

But his existence successfully disgusted Sakura.

Brilliant flying flowers....

Ha ha

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Although it was her subjective disgust, who gave her the ability to adjudicate life and death at will?

If the original Matou Sakura had no strength, what would she face?

Dirty worms, random insults, and then walk through their lives in so-called tragedies and dreams.

Power is everything, maybe not everything, but it's like money, you can't do without it.

"Let's go and meet our so-called Mother God."

The Holy Lance slipped from his hand, not only the Holy Lance, but also Merlin's blood.

Just work harder, this world is worthless.

Sakura was smiling, but there was no smile in her eyes.

The wind is blowing, hastening the demise of this world.

Two black dots appeared in the sky in the distance, that was the arrival of the savior.

But they are already too late, as the saying goes, is late justice still justice?

Or is it necessary to have a redemption that has no hope?

Maybe there is.

The sea of ​​life, the tide of chaos...

You can call this place that way, but the Tiamat that Sakura is looking for is here.

Ripples appeared in the space, instantly destroying the magic arranged here by a certain dead flower magician.

The rhythm of life is like an elegant piece of music.

It's just that not many people can appreciate the beauty of it.

The door was slowly opening, and a huge figure was faintly visible behind the door.

Sakura stood in the dark tide, she turned around, looked at Lungomigniad and her little friend Enkidu, or Jingu.

"Take care of it, or kill her."

After those light words, Sakura stepped into the door in front of her.

The call from the mother god is so warm.

She can't wait to meet her lovely baby.

A child who will not betray her, who will be with her forever.

In the imaginary space, the former gods sealed the mother goddess of creation here.

In this world where reality and fiction intersect, this place is like a natural cage.

For Sakura, this is a perfect space.

The former gods regarded this place as a cage to seal Tiamat, but in Sakura's eyes, this place is indeed a perfect cage, and it is also a world that has been roughly used.

What a perfect space, if used well, she can even create a beautiful world.

Helplessness staggered in my heart, and then dissipated.

Here is mine.

Thinking this way, Sakura saw the huge mother goddess.

Her beauty is something that even the gods of this world cannot replicate.

"Get smaller, okay?"

Sakura stretched out her hand, looking tenderly at the beautiful goddess in front of her.

Possessing her, possessing her, desire breeds in her heart, a certain desire for life from the essence breeds the desire in Ying's heart at this moment.

The beautiful girl's large naked body does not have the slightest astringent taste, but a kind of holy charm.

The dragon horn like an argali is in front of him.

Sakura's outstretched hand gently stroked the lines on the dragon's horn.