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

But the girl still has the hope of living, and it takes a lot of courage to swing a knife at the strong.

And she is not an ordinary strong person for the existence of girls.

But she moved anyway.

Although there are beautification behaviors because of appreciation, the girl's courage is commendable.

The moment she swung it, the girl's body was already soaked in sweat.

Now she is extremely embarrassed, as if she just got disturbed from the water.

The girl went through a life-and-death trial.

The eyes that should have appeared in the future were completely exposed on her body at this moment.

Those were a pair of perfect eyes, filled with expressions about death.

Those are eyes that are more perfect than those in the original fate line.

For this world, the existence of Sakura is the greatest death. As the creator of hell and the butcher who destroyed countless parallel worlds, her position in this world has surpassed the original concept of death.

And when the two rituals swung their swords at Sakura and killed them and survived, the two rituals passed the greatest death and surpassed the concept of death.

She will still die, but after death, she will become a powerful heroic spirit like a hero, even surpassing the existence of Gilgamesh.

Because she crossed the death that destroyed countless parallel worlds, that is, the existence of Sakura.

interesting.....

Although this world is boring, there are many interesting people.

The killing continued, but some people had already become heroes. The so-called heroes stood up and were determined to fight against the devil.

The power that comes to them from the concept of the world's self-preservation mechanisms.

Disgusting hero.

But this is also the rhythm of this world.

Those who save the world are heroes and brave men, the world changes because of them, and the existence of followers is just followers.

A story created by man, subjectivity imposed by the creator.

The main theme of this world is fate, or the hymn of heroes.

It is not the so-called human beings who save the world, but the hero who seems to lead the human beings but is alone.

It's hard to say good or bad, but Sakura simply doesn't like it.

Even she is the same now, as the saying goes, fifty steps laugh at a hundred steps.

But at this moment she stands on the opposite side of these heroes.

The demons are at work again, and new orders have been issued.

Kill those survivors who don't have blood and life in their hands.

Sakura looked at the girl in front of her, who had already stood up unsteadily.

"I survived, right?"

The weak voice, every word has a pause, people can't help but doubt that she can finish speaking, instead of falling down in the middle.

"That's right, the two rituals survived."

It was a gentle voice, but it contained a lot of malice.

The two rituals survived, but neither the Liangyi weaving nor the root style!

The girl's story has not yet begun, and now she is not just two people alone!

At this moment, no one survived in Guanzibu City!

Waving butcher knives, holding blood and life in their hands, people who have obtained the qualification to live have followed the guidance and left the city!

The two ceremonies also require the killing of two people to ensure that the other two beings in the body also become lives with the qualifications to live.

Time is running out.

And the two rituals finally realized something at this moment.

"Will you stop me?"

The two rituals did not leave, but looked at the initiator of everything in front of them.

"Do not."

Sakura's expression was flat, but she looked at the two rituals with appreciation in her eyes.

She wants to make the other party her sharp edge. There are many things she wants to do, but sometimes it is difficult for her to be busy alone.

Although there is another meaning, the so-called tools and props, after all, her illness has become more and more serious.

Her maid lady has become more and more difficult to cure her disease.

She needs more, which sounds like a reason for something absurd, but the reality is a reason in itself.

The world is absurd, fate is also absurd, everything can be absurd.

It all depends on how you understand and look at it.

This sentence was provided by a certain enlightened person. On that day, she beat this guy severely.

Although there is no particular reason.

Lowering his head slightly, the short blade was still inserted into his body.

Pinch the cold handle of the knife and pull it out.

There was still no trace of blood, not even a trace on the robe.

"this is yours."

The short blade in his hand is still no longer ordinary, as a weapon swung at her, it has a special concept under the mechanism of this world.

Should it be the concept of Sakura?

But that's impossible.

This world has many special attacks, against dragons, against humans, against gods, against human reason, against civilization...

This is the characteristic of this world, and it is also the most useless thing in Sakura's eyes.

Special attacks that cannot be used in other worlds are different from world to world.

Products born from the rules of the world will not play any role in a world with another rule.

As a certain saying goes, beheading an official of the Qing Dynasty with a sword of the Ming Dynasty is like a joke.

But in this world, such concepts are useful.

It's just that this weak world can't form a real concept of Sakura, but this knife has a vague concept after all, and its sharpness can already cut the body of a demon.

It's fun, isn't it?

Sakura disappeared in front of the two rituals, and the two rituals also disappeared here.

The city is empty, so go to someone else's city.

She already has the qualifications to live, but Zhi and that guy also want to live!

The incomplete girl has become complete after passing through the trials. She doesn't need to sacrifice anything, but what she has to do now is to hold tightly in her hands what she has won and what the other party gave her.

Killing is not a difficult task...

Cold colors appeared in the eyes, and the broken world appeared in the eyes of the girl.

A world called death.

120 One, the balance of good and evil

After leaving Guanzibu City, Sakura didn't pay attention to the situation of the two ceremonies.

If she can survive, then she doesn't mind making the other party her family.

Thinking about it, it's inexplicably ridiculous.

The current self has actually become as eager for the so-called home as Qianjie.

No, there is still a difference.

Think back to the past, and stop at the memory of that banquet.

She stopped too.

A gorgeous crystal flower emerged in her hands.

That was asking for a key, and it was also a relic.

It looks hard, but it is actually soft.

Completely different from her original owner.

That idiot Alicia is always the same.

She is her, Alicia, or Alicia is her.

It's like useless crap.

The gorgeous crystal flower lay quietly in her palm.

Although she has stopped her pace, Sakura has already returned to the church.

It's raining again in this world, and it seems to be lamenting the way the world is going to die.

Somewhat ridiculous.

The gorgeous crystal flowers disappeared and turned into dreamy spots of light.

That was the departure its owner craved, but the reality was cold.

She didn't have an aesthetic departure like this gorgeous crystal flower, and the blood that dyed this crystal flower red is so obvious.

"long time no see."

Sakura turned her back to the visitor, her tone was flat.

She turned around slowly and looked at the saint whom she had not seen for a long time, the woman whom she had killed many times.

Joan of Arc...

Seeing her, a face she hadn't seen for a long time, Sakura couldn't help but think of Joan of Arc in the DXD world, the guy who inherited the name of a saint but lived like a witch.

But you can't say that, it's just that the other party has a personality that is completely opposite to Jeanne's.

Suddenly, Sakura had a so-called longing.

How wonderful it would be if the saint in front of me was like Joan of Arc in the DXD world.

Useless kindness, useless emotion, she can become her own sharp blade, even with the so-called kindness, but that kind of mentality does not need much, what she wants is the indifference that can swing the sword ruthlessly.

But the girl in front of her didn't. For the enemy, she could swing the long sword in her hand with the idea of ​​killing the enemy, but that was on the battlefield.

And now that too is a war.

She suddenly looked forward to whether the saint in front of her could swing the sword in her hand as an enemy on the battlefield like she did in the past.

The saint in front of her likes her.

It was an emotion that she had never felt in the past. At that time, she thought that the other party regarded her as a god just because of the existence of light.

But that doesn't appear to be the case now.

The saint in front of her likes herself, and even has dirty thoughts that a saint should not have.

Is the existence of a complete body a collection of self with countless possibilities?

Alaya's last resort, but before using this method, Alaya had already ushered in his own death.

Joan of Arc, who appeared before her eyes, was dispatched as a member of the fight against the devil.

Not Gaia, not Roots, not even some princess having fun.

It was the world itself, but she left the battlefield with her own will, bearing the name of a so-called deserter.