She looked around carefully, there was no pink-blue haired girl, and no blue-haired girl, but she still felt extremely uneasy.
“Help!” There seemed to be a cry for help coming from ahead, Kuang San clutched his chest and trotted over in a hurry.
The girl with a pitch-black single-edged epee slashed down with the sword, and the awe-inspiring sword energy cut the school to pieces.
The student ran away in panic, Kuang San looked at the girl and suddenly felt that she was very similar to the angel in the ‘dream’.
But the difference can be clearly noticed. If I have to say it, it is probably the gap between the photo and the negative.
“Destroy…Honkai…”
The girl reached out and held a boy by his collar and pushed him against the railing.
“You…refuse to join the Kendo Club.”
There were some angry voices, seeing that she was about to use force.
“Stop!” Kuang San got the courage from nowhere, rushed forward and hugged the girl’s arm.
“Run, Tokisaki-san.” The boy was struggling for the last time.
With a flick of Tia’s hand, the boy flew out, and stretched out her hand to grab Kuang San’s neck.
will die…
Kurumi stared at the girl in front of him.
I will really die…
She looked at the girl’s extremely purple pupils, and her own face was reflected in the inorganic pupils.
Then Kurumi saw…
Tick tick tick moving gently.
——The Pupil of the Clock.
Chapter 6 Divine Might and Spiritual Clothes · Three Fans, and… Red Killer General
Some people died because of being involved in the war, and some people were born with evil diseases and died soon.
Those who are not clothed, who are not fed, who are treated unreasonably.
The world is always so cruel.
As long as he saw it, Kurumi felt powerless from the bottom of his heart.
Maybe… there is something I can do.
Wanting…to reach out to someone who is in trouble.
Stretching out his hand and touching the girl’s face that was infested with black air, Kurumi’s expression became firmer little by little.
Sure enough, I wanted to be helping others.
It doesn’t matter even if you become a demon king. My sister said that power itself is neither good nor bad, the difference is only the person who uses the power.
tick tick-
The sound of a bell rang in my ears, and something flourished.
“Let her go!” The viscous random field unfolded in an instant, Wuhe Shiori rushed from across the street and shot at the girl who was completely turned into a demon king.
The blazing light ammunition stagnated in front of the girl, as if being grabbed by a pair of invisible hands.
“It’s useless.” She tilted her head and threw Kuang San aside.
He raised his left hand, which was not holding the sword, and then gripped it fiercely. The ammunition quickly twisted and deformed in the air, and exploded.
The Demon King’s extremely purple pupils locked on Wuhe Shiori.
“You… are annoying.”
She raised the pitch-black epee in her hand.
“So…disappear! Everything…disappear for me!”
Resisting the severe pain caused by rubbing his body on the concrete floor, Kurumi wanted to pounce on Wuhe Shiori.
The murderous black-purple sword energy instantly tore through the ground, raising sand and dust.
Kuang San seemed to have lost something suddenly.
“You bastard…you bastard!” Suddenly jumping up from the ground, Kurumi clenched his fists.
Furious, she looked into the closet of the store beside her.
His own image was reflected on the glass, and his left eye underwent some kind of strange transformation little by little.
The clock ticked away, and the color faded a little bit, revealing the inorganic gold beneath the bright red.
It seems that there is a difference, in that video, the left eye of my pure white is obviously blue.
But Kurumi still didn’t notice anything special, he didn’t become stronger, and he could reverse time and space without a single thought.
click-
The world suddenly became mysteriously silent.
You finish reading I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer Chapter 1007
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